Ling Xiquan didn't know how she survived the whole afternoon, the word "Sichun" was like countless little ants crawling in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it, so that when she got home from school, she threw off her schoolbag casually, and lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a long time.

Like...... It shouldn't be considered Sichun.

She likes Ye Qingting, but she doesn't think anything else about him.

Alas......

She sighed in distress, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the computer on the table, and suddenly thought of something, her heart rate increased uncontrollably, and this strangeness forced her to sit up, until she turned on the computer, she stared at the search bar of the browser for a long time, and could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

She took a deep breath, and then slowly, letter by letter, typed the word "Barcelona" on the keyboard, and then, like a huge hidden thief intent on peeping at something, pressed the search button nervously.

FC Barcelona, abbreviated as Barcelona, is one of the traditional giants of the Spanish Primera Division.

Her breathing slowed a little, and she slowly watched it intently.

An hour later, she turned her sour neck and thoughtfully closed the windows of the web pages.

It is not unreasonable to get a general idea of a person's personality preferences from the things they like.

Those who like this team, which is known for its attention to possession and flamboyance, should have a lot of patience and enjoy the mentality of taking the process firmly into their own hands.

However, Ye Qingting is patient, she believes it, but to say that Ye Qingting has a strong desire to control...... She really couldn't see it in him from head to toe.

Ling Xiquan thought about it casually, and clicked on a frame of advertising window at the bottom of the window, which resembled a news link.

It's bad, it won't be a virus.

She chuckled in her heart, and hurriedly moved the mouse to the upper right of the new window, but suddenly froze. At the top of the page, which had already opened, a line of black conspicuous headlines caught her attention - the three happiest things in her life: he was a Barcelona fan, she was a Real Madrid fan, and she was his girlfriend.

Aren't Real Madrid and Barcelona feuding?

As two of Spain's most dominant giants, the feud between the two teams goes back more than a century.

She scrolled the mouse and dragged the web page down.

Under the eye-catching headline, dozens of oversized pictures are clearly visible, all of them are couples, men are wearing Barcelona jerseys, women are wearing Real Madrid jerseys, the only difference is that they are either snuggling, or hugging, or ...... Kiss.

Ling Xiquan's face turned red all of a sudden, and she hurriedly minimized the web page, and it took a long time to ease her panic, but the intimate photos seemed to be imprinted in the depths of her mind, no matter how hard she tried, it was useless to forget.

Ling Xi Quan, calm ...... Didn't you see a kissing photo? What's all the fuss?

She kept convincing herself, then took another deep breath and opened the minimal window.

Even though this time, she was ready, but seeing that one picture after another, the temperature on her face was about to rise again, however, when it came to the last picture, she suddenly put aside the charm in her heart.

It seems to be a picture of eternity under the lens of the photographer, in the stands of Barcelona's home stadium Camp Nou, the end of the game has just come to an end, the female fans who support Real Madrid burst into tears, and the male fans wearing the home jersey hugged her shoulders and dropped a kiss on her low forehead, comforting and affectionate.

Ling Xiquan didn't know how the other people who saw this picture would feel, just looking at this picture, she seemed to be able to feel this warm and unthinkable kiss.

Everything becomes the background, only that kiss lasts forever.

At the bottom of this picture, there is also a concluding sentence: the so-called desire to kill and fall in love is just looking forward to a beautiful ending, and every hostile couple should be blessed.

Every rival couple deserves to be blessed...... Is it?

She read the last sentence repeatedly, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, until she couldn't help but imagine in her mind that Ye Qingting was wearing a Barcelona jersey and she was wearing a Real Madrid jersey.

Oh my God, what was she thinking, didn't she decide in the afternoon that she wanted to like Barcelona that Ye Qingting liked? How could it be that just because of reading an inexplicable picture and text, he began to want to become a hostile fan with him?

Ahhh

Ling Xiquan grabbed a ponytail in one hand, and his head rested on the edge of the table, deeply entangled.

At this moment, there was a prompt sound from QQ, which had been hanging.

She immediately lifted it up and clicked open.

Friend verification: "Ax" requests to add me as a friend.

Verification Information: Lingxi Spring?

She clicked accept and opened the other person's profile.

It's a blank slate.

She clicked on the dialog box and asked who you are.

20:13:15

Ax: Thank you.

Thank you?

The two simple and neat words surprised Ling Xiquan for a while before hesitating to reply to a message.

20:15:20

Me: Uh, what's wrong?

20:16:20

Ax: Are you the girl who had dinner with Lu Xining at noon?

20:16:30

I:...... Be.

20:16:50

Ax: Oh, yes, I'd like to ask you a favor.

Ling Xiquan had a faint feeling that something was not good, as if he had a premonition of what he was about to say.

Is it too late for her to take the stealth outfit offline now......

20:17:20

Ax: As you know, I'm chasing your friend, and Si He said that you have a good relationship with Lu Xining, and you may be able to help me.

It seems that it is too late...... Ling Xiquan sighed secretly.

But what does this second half mean?

Shee? Neskh?

They don't seem to have said a word, they don't know each other at all.

Ling Xiquan frowned.

20:18:55

Me: But I don't know Neskh, and I don't know you.

So, why should I help you?

Ling Xiquan didn't type the second sentence, but she was sure that Xie You must have understood what she meant.

She didn't think that what she had said was excessive, after all, they didn't have much to do with each other, and it was understandable for her to say that. However, to her surprise, Xie You seemed to have anticipated her reaction and replied to the message without too long.

20:19:10

Ax: Isn't it true that everyone never recognizes each other?

These words came out of the mouth of a man who was arrogant and contemptuous, dragged to the sky early in the morning, and despised others as a speck of dust in his eyes.

Ling Xiquan stared at the line of words strangely, and read it several times before tapping on the keyboard.

20:21:20

Me: I'm sorry, I just thought something was wrong with my eyes.

20:21:22

Ax：……