Chapter 17: Oh! Too much narcissism is a disease, please treat it
Feng Chenchen hugged her tightly, took a deep breath, and desperately squeezed back the tears. There were so many things she wanted to tell her, but she didn't know where to start.
In the end, she kissed the top of Fu Qingqing's head, and said earnestly: "Qingqing, I know that you are a kind and good boy, you never cause trouble, he bullied you, and you fought back, it was natural and understandable." But Qingqing, you must understand that a gentleman can do something and can not do something, some things can't be done too much, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, which is good for everyone. β
Fu Qingqing sighed in her heart, how good her mother is, she is too well-behaved, and even a little pedantic. Otherwise, how could it have ended up like this back then.
But if she doesn't have such a character and temper, she won't be her respectable and amiable mother.
Feng Chenchen helped her lie down, helped her cover the quilt, and after hesitating repeatedly, he still spoke: "You can't do this in the future, your mother should be so distressed and worried." Besides, if it is debunked by the doctor, wouldn't it be even more troublesome. β
Fu Qingqing stuck out her tongue mischievously, "I didn't think about this, I just wanted to make things bigger, and when I came to the hospital, his parents would be embarrassed to embarrass you." Who knew that you and the doctor uncle just now knew me, so I thought that since the matter has already made a big fuss, it would be better to make a bigger fuss. Anyway, I said I couldn't lift my arm, and they couldn't help it. Can you try it yourself? β
After all, they are children, and innocence and innocence are synonymous with them, and besides, adults are all smart animals, so they will definitely not doubt it. Even if he doubted it, he could debunk it himself.
Feng Chenchen didn't know whether to be happy or worried, she was not yet ten years old, and she was more thoughtful than adults.
In this way, she will not be bullied and wronged in places that she can't see. But she would rather she didn't know this, simpler, simpler.
Feng Chenchen rubbed her hair, hid all his complicated emotions in the depths of his eyes, and slowly got up and said, "Then you can stay for one night, I'll go home and cook something for you, and I'll come to see you later." If you have something to do, call a nurse. β
Fu Qingqing is also a frequent visitor to the hospital, so naturally she has nothing to worry about, so she responded and saw Feng Chenchen leave.
When she saw Zhang Jiancai's head bleeding, she shook it, and when she thought that her mother was going to apologize to his parents, and they wanted to see Zhang Jiancai's big fat face, she was angry and her teeth itched.
It was just when she saw Liu Hui coming back with his textbook through the window, so she thought of the method of pretending to be dizzy.
She was thinking about it when the door to the hospital room opened.
Liu Hui poked his head into the head and looked, but there was no one, so he walked in and shouted, "Qingqing." β
Fu Qingqing got up and shouted happily, "Liu Hui." I saw Song Xiaoya who came in with him, and his eyes sank instantly.
The culprit of this incident is not her, and it is also strange that the two of them have not even spoken since they were at the same table.
Who would have thought that she would harm her like this? It's really in response to the sentence that the more beautiful a woman is, the more terrible she is, she learned to use her strength at a young age, and she paid it back when she was older.
Liu Hui looked at Fu Qingqing with a small round face, "Qingqing, Song Xiaoya said that if it weren't for her, you wouldn't have entered the hospital, so I had to come to see you." β
Song Xiaoya wore beautiful braids and a fat school uniform, but she was not bloated, but had a beautiful and beautiful temperament.
Song Xiaoya looked at Fu Qingqing who was sitting on the hospital bed, and slowly walked to the bedside, and the sunset hanging in the sky seemed to burn out her last trace of heat, emitting a blood-like red.
"I'm sorry Fu Qingqing, I know you don't like me, but we are at the same table, and I really want to be good friends with you. So, when the dish fell on me, I thought you did it on purpose. It's all my fault, if I hadn't questioned you. β
Her voice was calm with a hint of grievance, and with her delicate and weak expression, it was easy to gain people's sympathy.
"Why don't I like you?" Fu Qingqing coldly interrupted Song Xiaoya's words.
Song Xiaoya's tears that were about to fall fell on her eyelids, and she looked at Fu Qingqing with her mouth slightly open.
In the end, it was a child, the number of paragraphs was low, and she just hesitated whether she wanted to continue, when she heard Fu Qingqing speak: "Because you are beautiful?" Because you dance well? β
In the end, Fu Qingqing smiled, "Heh! Too much narcissism is a disease, please treat it. β
"Fu Qingqing, you!" Song Xiaoya didn't expect Fu Qingqing's words to be so straightforward.
"You are just a passerby to me, whether you are beautiful or not, whether you dance well or not, I don't care at all, so I can't talk about whether I like it or not." Fu Qingqing completely ignored her annoyance, and her calm voice exuded coldness, "So you'd better put away all your thoughts, I'm different from the students around you." β
Song Xiaoya has been a child of someone else's family since she was a child, and after such a grievance, tears dripped down with her slightly trembling body, and she was pitiful like a magnolia flower trembling in the wind and rain.
Fu Qingqing was even more annoyed when she saw her crying and chirping, "Now please go out!" β
Song Xiaoyana could still stand it, turned around and ran away.
Liu Hui looked at Song Xiaoya running out, and then glanced at Fu Qingqing, and was embarrassed: "She came to see you with good intentions, why should you." β
"Why bother?" Fu Qingqing looked at Liu Hui, for some reason, her heart shook fiercely, and even her voice had a slight taste of gnashing her teeth, "Why be so vicious." Is this called viciousness? What are those words that Zhang Jiancai scolded me? β
"That's Zhang Jiancai scolding you, not Song Xiaoya." Liu Hui blurted out.
Fu Qingqing looked at the handsome boy in front of him, looked at his face flushed slightly, and mustered up the courage to refute his appearance, and his heart was astringent.
Liu Hui probably felt that he had passed, he was really worried that Fu Qingqing came to see her. But Song Xiaoya was brought by him, and he was scolded and ran away like this, and he couldn't bear it.
He knew he had to say something, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only stand there in a slightly embarrassed state.
Fu Qingqing's fingers shook slightly, there were some things she wanted to say, but in the end she just said, "Then you go and send her." β
Liu Hui thought of what she looked like just now, and couldn't bear it, after all, she brought it by herself, if something happenedββγ
"Qingqing, I'll come to you in a moment." Turned around and ran out.
Fu Qingqing looked at the empty doorway, and finally let go of the tightly clenched hand.
She smiled wryly, and sure enough, the beauty is so delicate that she should bend her waist in response to the competition of all men.
She bred herself up and turned on the light. The brightness of the room didn't make her feel warm, but more lonely.
She looked out the window, and at some point, night fell, like a big black net, as if to envelop all the joys and sorrows in this world.
She was a little irritable, got up and got out of bed, thinking about going outside to breathe, and when she opened the door, she saw Luo Qingchen.