It was almost noon, and the scorching sun of September was still like fire, scorching the entire city of Santa Fe, but fortunately, the city was close to the coast, and the sea water also sucked a lot of heat in the city, so the air in the city was still humid with a trace of residual heat, and such weather also made it in a state of recovery for the trauma of the person.

In a ward on the third floor of the inpatient department of Santa Fe Central Hospital, Mo Qingfeng was lying on the spacious windowsill and looking into the distance, and as far as the eye could see, there were two colleges in Santa Fe and Eton, which were magnificent with red bricks and white tiles. From needing someone to help him get out of bed the day before, to now being able to stand and walk on his own without difficulty, Mo Qingfeng's injuries are obviously recovering at an extremely alarming speed.

"Qingfeng, how is your body feeling today? Is there anything uncomfortable about you, how did you get up? At this time, a familiar voice of concern suddenly came from behind Mo Qingfeng, and it also suddenly broke the original tranquility of this ward.

"Much better. By the way, you don't have to bring me any more food today, I can go to the hospital cafeteria to eat by myself, and you should go back to your ward to rest. Mo Qingfeng turned around and saw that it was his mother Shen Ruxin, frowned slightly, and then spoke lightly.

"Okay, Mommy listens to you. But you have to promise me that you can't sneak out of the hospital behind my back. Shen Ruxin seemed to have thought of something, and after nodding with a smile, she hurriedly added.

Mo Qingfeng naturally didn't know what Shen Ruxin was worried about, in fact, it was just the latter who was too worried, Mo Qingfeng nodded slightly, and then took a step towards the outside of the ward, judging from his rather steady pace, Mo Qingfeng's waist injury was obviously no longer a big problem.

Seeing that her son was able to resume normal walking, Shen Ruxin also breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of her heart, and her originally gloomy expression seemed to have a hint of joy at this moment.

And when Shen Ruxin looked at Mo Qingfeng's back with a smile, the latter suddenly turned around, looked at herself with a torch in his eyes, and slowly spoke: "If Qingyi comes to me at noon, you will ask her to wait for me in the ward for a while; If not, let her go back first, I don't want to see anyone else right now. ”

The expression on Mo Qingfeng's face was quite flat, but the words made Shen Ruxin's body stiffen slightly, and her heart was also quite unhappy at this moment, but she still maintained a smile on her face: "Okay, Mom knows." By the way, the cafeteria is quite crowded at noon, so you should be safe. ”

Mo Qingfeng nodded and hummed softly, turned around and walked out of the ward.

After Shen Ruxin watched her son disappear at the end of the corridor, she sat down beside Mo Qingfeng's hospital bed with a hesitant expression, her eyes looking into the distance through the window, her eyes squinting slightly and muttering: "It seems that Qingfeng has true feelings for that Liu Qingyi." But what can I do to draw a line between the two of them without hurting the sunny wind......"

Under the teaching building of St. Feyton College, Tang Yating hid alone in the corner of a big tree and cried. She has a strong sense of self-esteem, telling herself that even if she has tears, she can't fall in front of the people she hates, and she can't tell people she doesn't trust if she has grievances, so at this time, Tang Yating took off all her strong and stubborn disguises, revealing her most fragile but true side as an ordinary girl.

Nalan Yunxiao came downstairs, looking around for something, and finally found the familiar shadow under a remote tree after a while, but just when Yun Xiao pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled and was about to walk over to call her, a cry of grievance came to his ears at this moment.

Hearing this seemingly familiar sobbing, Yun Xiao's steps forward suddenly froze, and he found that his heart suddenly hurt. So he hurriedly covered his chest, and after the pain was reduced until it disappeared, his eyebrows were tightly frozen, just looking at Tang Yating's back so blankly, the original decision in his heart was shaken at this moment.

"Forget it, let her vent alone for a while. I'd better not call her, just tell Chang Qing for a while that I didn't find her. However, why does it happen that every time I see her or Qingyi sheds tears, I feel a feeling of pain in my heart......" Yun Xiao finally glanced at Tang Yating deeply, and forcibly suppressed the urge in his heart to step forward to comfort the latter, because he knew that if he passed this time, the result would only be counterproductive. After making this decision, he did not linger too long, turned around and muttered in contemplation, and walked slowly towards the classroom office building alone.

Not long after Nalan Yunxiao left, a white figure appeared under the teaching building, his eyes swept around slightly, and he found Tang Yating squatting under the tree crying, after smiling and shaking his head slightly, he put his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly towards Tang Yating with a trace of tenderness on his face.

"Oh, stop crying, wipe away your tears." The boy in white walked up to Tang Yating and stopped, took out a white handkerchief from his trouser belt and handed it to the latter, and whispered softly with a slight movement of his lips.

"I said it, don't worry about it, you go." Tang Yating buried her head between her arms, sobbing and yelling at the boy.

Hearing Tang Yating's extremely impolite words, the boy's brows furrowed slightly, and the expression on his face was slightly stiff; But then he seemed to think of something, and a smile returned to his face, and he still explained softly angrily: "You don't even look at me, why do you think I'm Nalan Yunxiao?" ”

The words of the boy in white fell, Tang Yating slowly raised her head with the back of her hand to wipe her tears, and after her eyes converged on the boy in front of her, her face was red at first, and she was filled with joy. Tang Yating tried to calm down the excitement just now, and then said happily: "Zhou Ziqi, it's really you ......"

The midday sun shines vertically on St. Feyton's College, making the college's original shade even more scarce, so that the leafy tree next to the school building is almost the only outdoor place to shelter from the sun. And under this huge banyan tree, a man and a woman are sitting at the moment, the boy is dressed in a neat white school uniform, and the girl is wearing a casual dress, but there are residual tears on her face.

"Actually, on the first day of school, when you were asked out of the classroom by Teacher Changqing, I recognized you. I was just waiting to see when you would recognize me, but I didn't expect that I would wait for a whole week. Zhou Ziqi looked at Tang Yating, who was sitting next to him and wiping her tears with her handkerchief at the moment, and half-jokingly told the latter about his memories.

"I'm sorry." Tang Yating sobbed softly, held the handkerchief that wiped her face tightly in her hand, turned her head and still looked at Zhou Ziqi with a pear blossom and rain look, and whispered softly with a slight apologetic tone, "Your handkerchief is stained by me, I'll return it to you after washing it later, right?" ”

"It's okay, this handkerchief is considered to be a gift from me, and it can be regarded as a kind of fate that we can be assigned to the same class in the same school." Zhou Ziqi showed a rather sunny smile, and said lightly without caring about it.

"How's that going, I can't take your stuff!" Tang Yating hurriedly refused.

"You've gone to college, but your temperament hasn't changed at all. Could it be that as a friend and classmate for three years, I would refuse to give you just a handkerchief? Then you don't think of me as a friend. Zhou Ziqi looked at Tang Yating softly, and the corners of his mouth also set off a smile at this moment.

"But ......"

When Tang Yating was about to refuse again, Zhou Ziqi suddenly stood up, looked down at Tang Yating, and made a slightly impatient expression on his face: "If you refuse again, I can go?" ”

"Don't go!" Tang Yating suddenly couldn't help but say these three words, at this moment she really needed someone to accompany her to talk about her heart, so she had to nod helplessly, "Okay, I'll take it." ”

Seeing that Tang Yating finally agreed, the corners of Zhou Ziqi's lips lifted slightly, and then he turned around and sat back beside the former, looking at her quietly like this, because he knew that Tang Yating would definitely take the initiative to speak to him.

"I didn't expect you to see all the ugly things today. Now in your heart, I must be a very unreasonable girl, right? Tang Yating looked at the tall buildings in the distance, and whispered to Zhou Ziqi with a gloomy expression.

"No, in my heart, you have always been the best, you have not done anything wrong, and you don't need to deny yourself." Zhou Ziqi responded softly.

"Really? Do you really think I'm not wrong? Tang Yating's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up at this moment, and she immediately turned her head sideways to look at Zhou Ziqi.

"Have you forgotten what I told you that no matter what happens, I will always be on your side and support you." Zhou Ziqi said affirmatively, and his eyes flashed with a brilliant light.

"Thank you, Ziqi." Hearing this word, which may have been extremely vague in the depths of her memory, Tang Yating felt extremely warm at this moment, so she smiled at Zhou Ziqi.

"This is the first time you've only called me by my name." After Zhou Ziqi was stunned for a moment, he immediately resumed his usual smile and said.

"Well, because from today onwards, I have decided to be true friends with you, would you like to?" Tang Yating smiled cheerfully at first, then seemed to suddenly remember something, and then lowered her head slightly and whispered to herself, "If you don't dislike me like that Nalan Yunxiao......"