On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Qin Jiayan followed his mother Huang Wu to his hometown to pay New Year's greetings, and did not come back until the third day of the Lunar New Year. Because his father Qin Ke had a job, he squatted at home for a few days in a row.

After Qin Jiayan returned to his home, he suddenly wanted to drink milk tea outside. In winter, a cup of hot milk is refreshing.

She grabbed her phone, said hello to her parents, and went out.

Not long after he walked out of the door, he saw Chen Han wandering not far away. Qin Jiayan hurriedly stepped forward and patted Chen Han on the shoulder: "Hanhan, why are you here?" ”

"Happy New Year, Jiayan!" Chen Han saw Qin Jiayan and danced happily.

"How long have you been here? Why don't you come up to my house and sit? Qin Jiayan was puzzled.

Chen Han lowered his head: "Huang Licheng and I may really break up this time, I originally wanted to come to you as soon as possible, but I didn't expect that after a few days, I was embarrassed to come." I heard that you went back to your hometown not long ago, and I thought you should be back today, so I planned to walk around the door. ”

"You're stupid, why don't you know to go directly to my house, or you can send me a text message!" Qin Jiayan said.

"It's not suitable for your home for the New Year. Besides, I'm afraid that as soon as I open WeChat, I will be sad to see that there is no text message from Huang Licheng. Luckily, I didn't look at anything, so I just tried my luck. Chen Han said embarrassedly.

Qin Jiayan knocked on Chen Han's head: "Let's go, if you're in a bad mood, you're going to eat, I'll invite you to drink milk tea." ”

Chen Han raised his head with emotion, and followed Qin Jiayan to the milk tea shop.

Coincidentally, as soon as the two stepped into the milk tea shop, they saw Qin Xinglie and Fu Mingjing sitting face to face inside, each holding a cup of milk tea, as if they were talking about something.

Qin Jiayan looked at this scene and felt embarrassed. At this time, Fu Mingjing raised her head and glanced at them, and beckoned to them: "Chen Han, and that classmate, hello!" ”

Hearing Fu Mingjing's words, Qin Xinglie's body turned his back to them and slowly turned around. The moment he saw Qin Jiayan, his eyes seemed to be running away from something.

"Fu Mingjing, Qin Xinglie, what a coincidence! For the Chinese New Year, why don't you two stay at home and go out on a date to show us? Chen Han was already in a bad mood, and what he said now was all against people.

Qin Xinglie stood up and wanted to explain to them, but was quickly pulled by Fu Mingjing's eyes: "Ah Lie, don't tell them!" This is, after all, our private matter. ”

Personal?

When Qin Jiayan heard this, he looked at Qin Xinglie and Fu Mingjing with a pale face.

Qin Xinglie was a little annoyed, and shook off Fu Mingjing: "It's not a big private matter, it's not very difficult to tell my friends, right?" Fu Mingjing, I suggest you don't meddle in your affairs. ”

Seeing Qin Xinglie's attitude towards Fu Mingjing, Chen Han's face improved slightly, and she pushed Qin Jiayan: "You let Qin Xinglie explain it to you, don't sulk yourself." ”

Qin Xinglie glanced at Qin Jiayan and explained: "Fu Mingjing and I have a good relationship with the parents of the two families. When they talked about things at home, they asked me and Fu Mingjing to get along, which is the kind of cultivation of feelings. However, Fu Mingjing and I are just ordinary friends, and nothing else. ”

Hearing Qin Xinglie's explanation, Qin Jiayan's mood instantly improved again.

On the one hand, she thought in her heart, Qin Xinglie's willingness to explain to herself means that she also has a certain place in his heart?