He glanced at Ji Qingxi: "Are you and Ji Bailu really biological sisters?" ”

Obviously, he also rejected Ji Qingxi, why didn't he see her crying so much?

Today is Friday and there are only two classes in the afternoon.

Ji Qingxi saw that it was still early, so she packed her schoolbag and went to the library.

She found a place to sit down, ready to memorize the words.

Immediately after, Ji Mo Yan also sat down and replaced the word book in front of her with a notebook.

Ji Qingxi looked at him expressionlessly: "Why are you bothering me to memorize words." ”

"When is this, you still have the heart to memorize words, you practice words for me, the day Qin Lao comes, you must get my face back!" Jimo Yan said viciously.

Ji Qingxi: "......" Why is this scene so familiar to her?

This is not the scene when she forced Jimo Yan to practice calligraphy, but now her identities have been reversed.

"No, it's going to be a monthly exam soon, and English is more important." Ji Qingxi was categorical.

Jimo Yan glared at her.

But Ji Qingxi was stared at less by him? She treated it indifferently and still memorized the words in her own way.

Jimo Yan gritted his teeth: "After you finish writing this notebook, I'll teach you English!" ”

Ji Qingxi was moved, because she found that Jimo Yan's English was really good, and that day he said that she had done the wrong question, and she had really done it wrong.

However, if she wants to learn from her former students, is she shameless as a teacher?

"Not only can I teach you English, but I can also let you come to the class with the English tutor my dad found for me." Jimo Yan threw out another temptation.

Immediately, Ji Qingxi put aside that sense of shame, what is shame, how can it be important to study?

Besides, it is not uncommon for students to teach teachers.

Immediately, she agreed: "Okay." ”

Jimo Yan glanced at Ji Qingxi with disgust, and actually asked him to ask a tutor before she was willing to agree, did she believe in his strength?

He is becoming more and more determined in his heart, he must do well in the exam this time, so that she will be impressed!

"I agreed, what are you doing in a daze? Don't write it yet. ”

A notebook was a piece of cake for Ji Qingxi, and she finished it in less than an hour.

Jimo Yan also fulfilled his promise and taught her English.

With Jimo Yan's point, Ji Qingxi knew all the seven tricks, and suddenly felt that English was so simple.

She had a little change in her opinion of Jimo Yan: "I didn't expect you to still have a little bit of good skills." ”

Jimo Yan: What does "......" mean a little? He's very good at everything, okay!

Time passed quickly, Ji Qingxi and Jimo Yan determined the time for him to go to English tutoring, and then packed his schoolbag and went home.

Jimo Yan watched Ji Qingxi leave, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Old man, find me an English tutor, forget it, come to all subjects." ”

Ji Qingxi didn't know that Jimo Yan's so-called tutor was all looking for it, even if she knew, she didn't have the heart to think about it, because she was in trouble.

She found that her key could not open the door of her house.

After trying several times to make sure the key really doesn't fit in.

She knocked on the door.

"Don't open the door!"

Ji's mother shouted in the house.

After she finished yelling at Father Ji, she said in a weird manner: "Ji Qingxi, I told you, I don't care how you mess with it at school, there is only one point, you can't affect the egret, you can't do this?" ”

Ji Qingxi looked at the closed door and was silent for a while, for some reason, an indescribable sadness invaded her heart.

"Okay, Qingxi didn't mean to, what do you say when you shut the child out?" After Father Ji finished speaking, he opened the door.

"Qingxi, come in, the meal is just right, let's eat together."

Ji Qingxi entered the door silently.

Ji's mother didn't give Ji Qingxi a good look, and she sat down with Ji Bailu first, and she said to Ji Bailu considerately: "Bailu, you were wronged today, and your mother specially boiled soup for you, you have to drink more later." ”

The smile on Father Ji's face was a little unbearable, and he said to Ji Qingxi: "Qingxi, you can eat too." ”

Ji's mother glanced at Ji's father and got up: "The soup should be ready, I'll bring it to you." ”

Ji Bailu's eyes rolled, and she said, "Mom, I'll go serve it, you're tired today." ”

"Or Egret, you are considerate of your mother, unlike some people, who are lazier than dead snakes, I don't think I can enjoy her happiness in my life." Ji's mother pointed to Sang and scolded Huai.

Father Ji put down the dishes and chopsticks: "You are enough, it's not a big deal, do you use it like this?" ”

Ji Mu glared at Ji Qingxi, but didn't say anything more.

She looked at Ji Bailu who came out of the kitchen: "Bailu, be careful, don't get hot." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Ji Bailu's footsteps unsteady, and the pot of hot soup in his hand splashed directly towards Ji Qingxi's hand.

"Bang dang."

Ji Qingxi's reaction was still a little slower, although his body was not burned, but his hands were spilled into the soup, and the blisters immediately burned visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Ji's mother hurriedly rushed over to look at Ji Bailu: "Egret, are you okay, are you hot?" ”

"You only have Ji Egret in your eyes? Didn't you see that it was Qingxi who was really hot? Father Ji looked at Ji Qingxi's scalded hand, picked up his clothes and led Ji Qingxi: "Dad will take you to the hospital." ”

Ji's mother glanced at Ji Qingxi's hand angrily, "No, her hand is burned, her hand is not like our Egret's hand to write calligraphy, if it is burned, it will be burned, and it is hypocritical." ”

Ji Bailu also looked at Ji Qingxi's hand, but she was greatly relieved in her heart, her hand was burned like that, she must not be able to write, so she would not be exposed.

She looked at Ji's father as if she was frightened: "Dad, it's all my fault, it's me who is careless." ”

For this child who grew up beside him, he couldn't bear to say anything serious, he said: "I know it's wrong, be careful next time." ”

Ji Qingxi was taken to the hospital, it was already late after some treatment, she still had to have an infusion, lying on the hospital bed looking at the tired Ji's father, she said: "Dad, you go back, I can do it myself." ”

Although he wanted to accompany Ji Qingxi here, he still had work tomorrow, and it happened that this was the last bottle of infusion, so he picked up his clothes: "Then you stay here well, I'll pick you up tomorrow." ”

Ji Qingxi watched Father Ji leave, feeling a little uncomfortable, because she knew that Ji Bailu did it on purpose. She glanced at her hand, probably so that she could not write.

She looked at the white ceiling, and although she had seen many of these things, it was the first time it had happened to her.

"Idiot! The fluid is all infusion, and you still don't call the nurse to pull out the needle! ”

Suddenly, an angry voice rang out.

Ji Qingxi looked at him strangely: "Jimo Yan? Why are you here? ”

Jimo Yan skillfully pulled out the needle for her and glared at her: "If I don't be here, I'm afraid I'll have to attend your funeral tomorrow!" ”

"It's you, what's ......?" he had barely said when he saw her hand wrapped around like a pig's trotter.

Cold.