Yan Jing still didn't react, and Xiao Lin was a little broken.

Obviously, it took a lot of effort to find the person just now, and now the person is left alone and left on that road again, are you sure that you can find it again when the next person gets lost?

Xiao Lin organized the language, "Young Master, Miss Su Xiayu left alone in the rain. ”

Yan Jing finally reacted a little, his eyes were cold and reproachful, "If she wants to leave, you just let her go, won't stop her?" ”

Xiao Lin: "......"

You don't instruct, where does he dare?

"Stinky Yan Mirror, Bad Yan Mirror, Dead Yan Mirror, garbage and stingy ghosts, can you use it so fiercely just at a glance, I also have it, it's not uncommon."

Su Xiayu was in a very bad mood holding the umbrella, kicking the rain on the ground as she walked, and her face full of collagen was full of anger.

Before that, she actually thought about whether Yan Jing liked herself, after all, as long as she was not blind, she could see that Yan Jing was different from other girls in the school.

As a result, she just touched the necklace and was yelled at without doing anything.

Estimating which nerve the other party is wrong to entangle themselves is definitely not liked.

In the future, if he does any more means, even if he becomes gentle, kind and understanding, she will not be fooled again.

Su Xiayu raised her eyes and glanced at the foggy path ahead, for fear that she would accidentally get lost again, so she hurriedly took out her mobile phone to navigate.

The first thing she did when she followed Yan Jing back just now was to charge her mobile phone, although there was only a dozen batteries now, it should be enough to go back.

"Su-san."

A familiar cry came from behind him, and Su Xiayu stopped and turned her head.

Song Shuheng was also dressed in civilian clothes, holding a black umbrella.

The black umbrella is really big, ridiculously big, a handsome boy holding a ridiculously big umbrella, how to look at this scene and think it's funny.

Su Xiayu's mood suddenly improved.

She knew that this person was often with Yan Jing, and the relationship between the two was not bad, and they had met when they met for the first time, but they didn't know what it was called.

She asked, "Yan Jing called you here, go back and tell her that I'm not so easy to coax!" ”

She was really angry about this, and it was useless for anyone to be a lobbyist.

Song Shuheng put one hand in his pocket, and the other hand held an umbrella in front of Su Xiayu.

"Yan Jing? I haven't said anything, why do you think I'm a lobbyist?"

"Because you're wearing the same pair of pants."

Song Shuheng said: "Wear the same pants? Are you trying to say that the relationship is good? Then you're wrong, I don't know what happened to you, and now you're just passing by. ”

“…… That's it! ”

Su Xiayu smiled self-deprecatingly, but she was a little lost in her heart, she left, he didn't come to look for it, and he was amorous again.

The heart seems to be a little stuffy

Target.

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Song Shuheng tried his best to invite Su Xiayu to his home as a guest.

Su Xiayu wanted to leave after greeting Song Shuheng outside just now, but she couldn't stand this person's incorruptible tongue, and she couldn't refuse it.

In the end, Song Shuheng even called the driver, took Su Xiayu directly into the car, and roared to the destination.

Song Shuheng brought a dry towel, "Classmate Su, I don't have any girls' clothes at home, you should block it first." ”

"Thank you."

Su Xiayu wiped away the rain that splashed on her limbs, her body was much refreshed, and she took the hot tea handed over by Song Shuheng.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome, you should be."

Song Shuheng waved his hand indifferently, "Actually, I'm ...... with Yan"

Looking at Su Xiayu's face that was beginning to stink, Song Shuheng coughed very familiarly, and said neatly when he spoke again: "We are all from the same school, and alumni should help each other and love each other." ”

When Su Xiayu heard this, her face softened a little.

In fact, she knew that it was because Yan Jing was special to herself, so this Song Shuheng would stick to her curiously.

But she didn't want to be sentimental anymore, so let's make a fool of herself.

The two of them are not familiar with each other, and they only know Yan Jing together, and the following atmosphere is cold and awkward.

Song Shuheng is familiar with everyone, and in this eerily quiet atmosphere, he is uncomfortable.

Song Shuheng was the first to speak, "Classmate Su, didn't you go to Yan Jing's house to do your homework today, why did you wander around in the rain by yourself, could it be that Yan Jing made you angry again?" ”

Su Xiayu lowered her head, but she didn't see that although these words sounded full of concern, Song Shuheng's eyes were full of curiosity and gossip.

She shook her head, "No. ”

"Tell me what happened?"

Su Xiayu glanced at him, and seeing that the eyes were sincere, he told him what happened in the Yan family.

Maybe her private automatic necklace is wrong, but Yan Jing doesn't have to be so fierce, she is wronged.

As for the part where she got lost, she subconsciously hid it, and she didn't want Yu Song Shuheng to share it, because Song Shuheng wouldn't understand her mood in that situation.

Song Shuheng asked: "If the necklace you are talking about is the one I think it is, then no wonder he is angry." ”

In his memory, there seemed to be only one necklace that could make Yan Jing so precious.

"You know that, too?"

"Of course."

Looking at Su Xiayu's appearance, Song Shuheng understood.

Song Shuheng sat down opposite Su Xiayu and adjusted a lazy and casual sitting posture, "We are all the same, Yan Jing only said that you are still giving face, a year ago, when I saw that necklace for the first time, I also touched it, and my wrist was almost twisted." ”

Song Shuheng still has it

He was not exaggerating at all, he had been injured in the wrist for several days.

Yan Jing's face at that time was terrifying, and he didn't want to experience that kind of expression again in his life.

Although it was a year ago, he still remembered Yan Jing's Rakshasa expression from time to time, and his wrist was also sore, and he blamed the pain at that time for being too unforgettable.

That necklace is Yan Jing's death hole, it's really terrifying.

Su Xiayu was puzzled, "Who gave that necklace, he is so precious to this extent?" ”

I can't just touch it, it's really protected to my heart and liver.

Song Shuheng said: "I'll tell you, don't say that you said it. I heard that the necklace belonged to Yan Jing's playmate who had been playing well since he was a child. ”

"Little green plum?"

"Yes, this is still what Aunt Yan said, those two are also childhood sweethearts, Yan Jing is arrogant after an hour, every day Xiao Qingmei is not happy to run after his buttocks, the relationship between the two is good, the two families are also close, eat and sleep together."

Su Xiayu asked: "What happened later?" What about Xiao Qingmei? ”

Song Shuheng shrugged his shoulders, "Later, the little playmate left, I heard that neither of them spoke when they left, and since then, Yan Jing's personality has been a little strange and not very easy to approach. ”

"Moreover, before you, Yan Jing refused to share the same table, because he and that little Qingmei would be at the same table after the hour, maybe he wanted to keep a memory."

"He said that there was that necklace, and the two would meet sooner or later, do you think he can not be a baby?"

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Su Xiayu forgot how she got home, and Song Shuheng's words kept hovering in her mind and lingered for a long time.

It turned out that he was so precious about that necklace because there was a person living in his heart.

Everyone has an irreplaceable little plum (bamboo horse) in their life, which occupies a very heavy weight in their hearts.

Could it be that she looks a little similar to that little Qingmei, or has a similar personality, that's why Yan Jing is special to her!

The thought of being used as a stand-in made her chest suddenly feel a little stuffy.

……

And on the other side.

Su Xiayu had just left, and Song Shuheng took out his mobile phone after watching the car leave the house.

"Mirror, classmate Su has already left, you can rest assured that there is a driver, Song."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, and Yan Jing's magnetic voice came, "You didn't tell her anything that shouldn't be said, did you?" ”

Song Shuheng was a little weak-hearted, Yan Jing didn't know that he knew about Xiao Qingmei, this was what Yan Shumei told him, although he didn't deliberately hide it, but his intuition told Song Shuheng that he couldn't say it now.

"Did you say that?"

After not getting a reply from Song Shuheng for a long time, Yan Jing's voice was dyed with a trace of impatience.

Song Shuheng heard the gloomy voice, and cold sweat broke out in his backup, and his mind was very clear.

The cold-faced Yama King is not here, and Yan Jing doesn't know about Xiaoqingmei, and Su Xiayu shouldn't say it, so he lied and hid it?

Thinking of this, Song Shuheng's tone suddenly became smooth.

"Can I still do this little thing? Don't worry, I didn't say anything, and I sent people back when the rain was small. ”

This answer is really impeccable, and Song Shuheng gave himself a hundred copies

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It was rainy, the sun was obscured by dark clouds, and the light was hiding behind it.

There was no light in the house, and the gloomy dark clouds outside and the faint light inside the room formed a sad atmosphere, and the raindrops hit the floor-to-ceiling windows to gather the water.

The raindrops that drip from the window on the window converge into a stream of water and flow to the ground.

Yan Jing stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the hustle and bustle outside the window, but the pimple between his eyebrows was still condensed, like a sculpture.

Xiao Lin stood at the door, and he could feel the depression coming from Yan Jing's body.

Yan Jing is proud and conceited, because he has this capital.

This person was born at the top of his life, countless wealth, and a naturally high IQ, from childhood to adulthood, whether it is something that money can buy or not, he can easily get it.

Yan Jing could sense that there was someone behind him.

"Did you send the test paper to Su Xiayu?"

"It's been sent, Miss Su was a little resistant at first, but then I conveyed your meaning to her, and I accepted it."

"Hmm."

Yan Jing put the necklace back in the box, and his movements were very precious.

Xiao Shan's eyes were attracted by the necklace, he thought for a while, and said, "Young Master, there are some things that I know I should say or not." ”

"If you're not sure, don't say it."

Xiao Lin: "......"

Can you not be so ruthless and give some steps down?

Xiao Lin said: "Since Miss Su is likely to be your playmate after an hour, then there should be the same necklace in your hand, at that time, I saw that Miss Su seemed to have something to say, would it be this necklace that I would ask??" ”

was wasted such a good opportunity, and even made Miss Su Xiayu angry, he was really speechless to their young master.

Yan Jing was stunned.

A dark cloud hung between his brows, and his eyes were staring down at the glossy necklace.

In the years when he couldn't find the girl, this necklace was his sustenance, because he believed that as long as he still had this necklace, he and the girl would meet one day.

He was thinking about the girl through this necklace, so how could he not cherish it?

The moment he saw Su Xiayu pick up the necklace, his brain lost the ability to think, and he said that hurtful sentence without hesitation.

Xiao Lin's words woke him up like a stick drink.

Xiao Lin sighed when he saw that someone had finally come back to life, with a yes, okay expression.

God is very fair, there is no perfect person in the world, the young master has a high IQ, and his EQ is really low.

Suddenly, there was some balance in his heart.

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Su Xiayu was drenched in the rain for a long time that day, took a hot bath, and then ran out without drying her hair, and she didn't take cold medicine when she went home, and the cold entered her body, and she began to have a fever that night.

Half-asleep and half-awake, the dream that had been done countless times resurfaced in my mind, but this time it was slightly different, in the dream, she became Yan Jing's little Qingmei.

He was very nice and gentle to her, spoiling her like a princess.

When she was attached to this kind of favor and fell in love with Yan Jing, a little girl suddenly appeared with the necklace and said that she was Yan Jing's little Qingmei.

The dream suddenly changed at that moment.

Yan Jing chased after the girl, never caring about her anymore, letting her chase after her barefoot, refusing to look back, his eyes only chasing the other girl obsessively.

He looked at her with a gaze that was no longer doting or disgusting, but expressionless and cold, as if he didn't know her as a person.

How pampered at the beginning, how ruthless it is now, those sworn likes have finally become fragmented jokes

It seems that those old relationships are just a flash in the pan, and after they bloom, nothing exists, and they can only remain in their hearts and reminisce in their minds.

The strange girl had Yan Jing, and the two of them were affectionate and loving every day, and Yan Jing's gentleness was only used on each other.

She was very sad, every time she had the courage to go to Yan Jing to talk, she could only hear one sentence, "Who let you touch my things?" ”

It stuck like a biting ice cube into her heart, nailing her firmly to the cross, unable to move.

It's been a long, long time.

Su Xiayu opened her eyes suddenly, sat up suddenly, dizzy for a while, and the blood all over her body seemed to flow backwards, until the gray in front of her gradually became clear.

Pretty big eyes stared blankly at the ceiling above their heads, a little unsure whether this was reality or a dream.

Click-

Someone knocked on the door, and Su Xiayu looked at the door blankly.

Cai Zhihong walked in softly on tiptoe, and when she saw Su Xiayu who opened her eyes, she hurriedly smiled, "Xia Yu, you are awake, if you don't wake up again, how can I explain to your parents?" ”

Su Xiayu asked blankly, "Have I slept for a long time?" ”

The dream just now was too real, so she was still dumbfounded.

Cai Zhihong raised his hand and landed on Su Xiayu's forehead, sensing that the temperature had faded,

only to breathe a sigh of relief.

"You haven't slept for long, you've got a fever."

"Fever?"

Su Xiayu muttered in a low voice, reached out and touched her forehead, which was still a little warm, her palms were full of moist moisture.

Cai Zhihong said: "Yes, it's still a high fever of thirty-nine degrees." ”

Su Xiayu remembered that she was drenched in rain twice yesterday and the wind blew again, and she didn't change her clothes in time when she came back, because her head hurt and she went to sleep without taking medicine.

In the middle of the night, her head sank so much that she had a nonsensical dream.

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Cai Zhihong went downstairs to cook for Su Xiayu.

After Su Xiayu finished washing, she sat down behind the desk by the window, the lamp by the table was on, and she saw herself in the mirror.

She always knew that she was a very beautiful girl, her facial features that couldn't make mistakes fit perfectly on her goose egg face, a little baby fat, and she smiled very cutely, and many people said that her eyes were very clean and clear, as if she could fit the stars of the sea.

It's indeed a beautiful embryo.

Maybe Yan Jing was too special to her, so she was amorous and thought that the other party liked her.

But after listening to Song Shuheng talk about Yan Jing Xiaoqingmei, Su Xiayu understood in an instant.

Even if he is special to himself, it is only because he doesn't know where he was, once upon a time, Xiaoqingmei, not because of her.

Although he had already sensed the complexity of his feelings for Yan Jing, Su Xiayu was not ready to fall deeper and deeper!

A boy like Yan Jing is a strong poison, and if he touches it, he will be doomed.

She'd better stay away!

The test paper sent by Xiao Lin was neatly placed in her hand, she had a headache, and it hurt to read the handwriting on it.

She picked it up, tore it open from the middle, tore it to pieces and threw it into the wastebasket, turned and left resolutely, not looking at it again.

Jingle Bell –

When she was eating, the landline at home rang, although there are smart phones now, but their family with a special profession still retains the landline.

The phone number on the landline is a bit impressive, but the people who can know that the Cai family's landline is looking for her should only be Ke Rou and Su Yi.

And the tail number of this call looks familiar.

Su Xiayu pursed her lips, opened the door, and walked to the middle of the staircase.

"Mother Cai, there is an internal phone in my room, can you see if this number is someone you know??"

"The inside line that hit your room" Cai Zhihong frowned, and a voice came from downstairs, "Xia Yu, you leave it alone, I'll go up and take a look." ”

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(End of chapter)