The two well-fed teenagers were chatting energetically, and suddenly, I don't know where a cold air blew from.

Cold Pudding: "How do I feel like I'm a little cold?" ”

He Yufeng: "What do you mean a little? Is it very cold? ”

The two pairs of eyes squinted faintly, and finally, they knew that they had seen an iceberg with snowflakes.

Cold pudding suddenly reacted: "Uh... Elder brother? Haven't you eaten yet? ”

He Yufeng: "Why don't you come and eat?" I've got it here... Three green peppers. Pudding, what else do you have there? ”

"I have quite a lot of them here, ginger, star anise, two pieces of baby cabbage... Ah, and a piece of fish! Brother, come here, as long as you don't dislike it, you can make do with it. ”

Leng Mo: "......"

In the afternoon, on the football field, a group of high-spirited teenagers ran in the wind, sweat evaporating in the sun, wanton cheers and the sweet sound of summer radio swirling under the orange sky.

There were a lot of spectators sitting in the auditorium.

The audience was mostly girls.

They are not here to love football, but for one purpose: to see handsome guys!

On the green field, there is such a long and tall figure, fast as lightning, fast as the wind, he took the ball at his feet, broke through many obstacles with amazing footwork and speed, and then, a hat trick, the goal was successful!

"wow~~~" bursts of amazing cheers erupted on and off the field.

In the dazzling sunlight, the young man raised his eyes, and with it, his handsome face like a god was revealed.

When Qin Chenchen, An Qi, and Lai Baoer passed by the football field, they happened to hear a group of girls erupting in screams: "Ah~ so handsome!" He's so handsome~~~"

Lai Bao'er grinned, "Hehe, it must be Senior Mo playing football again." Chenchen, why don't we go over and have a look? ”

Qin Chenchen glanced at the football field, only to see that there were many boys wearing white and yellow uniforms, and she couldn't find him from a long distance.

In fact, finding him is actually quite simple.

However, she didn't want to look for it.

In the past, she was looking for him anytime and anywhere. This habit makes her tired.

"Don't go. Let's go home. ”

The weather in summer can be unpredictable. The sky is clear one moment, and the next moment it is possible to rain down.

As soon as Qin Chenchen got into He Yufeng's car, a storm fell outside.

"It's good that I ran fast and didn't get drenched." She grunted.

"Chenchen." He Yufeng called.

"What?"

He Yufeng wanted to speak and stopped.

"Brother Yufeng, if you have something to say, just say it. Twisting and pinching is not your style. ”

He Yufeng's chest was warm and sweet, because this girl seemed to know him well.

"Okay, then I'll just ask. Chenchen, you and Mo... What happened to him? ”

Qin Chenchen's face was not good. "What can I have with him?"

"I feel like you and him... The relationship is not very good. ”

Qin Chenchen stopped talking.

He Yufeng comforted: "Chenchen, Leng Mo's temper is a little bad, and it's not easy to get along with. But he's just a slow-burning type, and you're so beautiful and capable, he'll definitely like you as a sister in the future. ”

Qin Chenchen looked at the tracks of broken lines on the car window that were broken by the rain, and muttered faintly: "Don't like it." ”

In the middle of the night, Qin Chenchen was woken up by thirst.

Feeling drowsy intensely, she squinted and felt out of the room like a ghost.

In the corridor, the orange wall lamps were shining, and Qin Chenchen yawned delicately.

When passing by Leng Mo's room, she just glanced at it casually.

But this glance feels a little weird.

The door of his house was hidden.

The suspicion was only for a moment, and Qin Chenchen quickly shook his head and left.

The drinking water in his room was empty, Qin Chenchen simply took a hot water kettle from the living room, filled half a pot of warm boiled water in it, and then went upstairs.

When she passed Leng Mo's room again, she still subconsciously glanced at it, thinking: This guy is a person who attaches so much importance to privacy, why didn't he close the door when he slept tonight?

But it has nothing to do with her.

Yawning continuously, she walked to her room.

It's just that she heard the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground, coming from the cold ink room.

It's weird, it's weird!