Chapter Eighty-Nine: Targeted

Yang Lin gave two simple instructions. Jiang Ningxin could also clearly feel her absent-mindedness, so he added some small transformations on her basis.

"Bang bang." Two balloons were blown up in a row.

It turned out to be a group of naΓ―ve ghost boys, put it in the ears of their good brothers, and then popped the balloons.

But this kind of feeling is quite enviable. Yang Lin suddenly felt very humble.

Many people may envy that they don't have to go to school, but they can get into a good school. Yang Lin now feels as if she has really been in contact with her peers at this time, and such a group of good friends is also very good.

For a while, I felt a little regretful. I regret my situation in the past few years, and I don't feel the atmosphere of learning.

I didn't get to see the friendship between those classmates. Now that I see it, I can probably tell it with envy.

Less contact with peers will not only be lacking in friendship. The concept of love is also very vague.

Yang Lin was in a daze, and suddenly his eyes seemed to have a light, and then he also raised his head to look up and said, "Can we stick the balloon to the roof?" ”

"It's not a hydrogen balloon."

"It might be a little difficult to put it on."

Everyone's voices came again, and Yang Lin knew that it was her own whimsical when she heard such a response.

There was no reply.

probably thinks this is very dreamy, which is more in line with her little girl's mind. That's why this wonderful idea appeared, but in fact, it was not realized, and it was thought for a long time.

"Yes. Do you have a ladder in your house? At this moment, a voice suddenly appeared.

Yang Lin's aura of loss just now changed instantly, but she was a little excited. Very happily, he turned to look at Qiao Zijun, "Yes, yes." ”

This change surprised everyone else.

But there were really two people who didn't show any surprise.

Jiang Ningxin, who is Yang Lin's best friend, has long been used to her like this, so she is not surprised.

And the other person is Qiao Zijun, why is that?

Probably as you can imagine.

Yang Lin probably also sensed her gaffe, cleared her throat humbly, coughed twice and continued: "The ladder is outside. ”

"I'll go there with Xinxin. Shoot balloons. After Yang Lin said this, before everyone could react, she pulled Jiang Ningxin and ran out of the room quickly.

After running out of the door, it can be said that he exhaled two deep breaths.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Ningxin looked at Yang Lin who was panting next to him with a look of disgust.

It's really a few steps away, and Yang Lin is tired. Thinking back to how much faith it took to insist on running 500 meters, it took a lot.

"There's always the illusion of being targeted by someone else."

"It feels weird and scary."

Jiang Ningxin frowned slightly, but there was no response.

I had other thoughts in mind.

The feeling of staring at it should not be an illusion.

It should be this feeling that Qiao Zijun gave her.

Before, Yang Lin had never found out. In fact, it's because she didn't have that concept of love before, but now although it's weak, she has a little feeling.

That's why there's a very weird feeling.

I can't detect it exactly, but I have an intuition.

"That's me staring at you."

"I sent you so many voices, why didn't you reply to me?"

After the sudden silence, Jiang Ningxin still found the topic again.

Yang Lin didn't care much about that weird feeling. After all, the explanation can't be explained clearly, and there is nothing certain, so don't be too obsessed.