"Tong Beibei, can you turn around first!"

Seeing that Tong Beibei had never listened to what she was saying, Tang Yating's original patience was gradually worn out a lot. She raised her head, her jade hand lightly inserted into her waist, and she pouted in demand for the former.

But even so, it only made Tong Beibei's body twist uncomfortably, and then quiet again. But a cold snort from the tip of her nose finally broke the guilt in Tang Yating's heart.

Originally, she didn't have any responsibility for this matter, not to mention that she was innocent with Nalan Yunxiao, if it weren't for the fact that she was friends with Tong Beibei, she wouldn't even have the leisure to explain more.

As soon as she remembered that Beibei was a little bit away from losing the crystal headband given by Nalan Yunxiao, Tang Yating's heart began to become unbalanced at this time, and she still learned to sit on the edge of the bed with her ass heavy, leaning on Tong Beibei and half-lying down, quiet and silent.

Such an atmosphere of not talking to each other lasted for a long time, and Tong Beibei, who couldn't bear it anymore, finally moved her body and sat back, supporting the edge of the bed with her hands, looking at Tang Yating, who was still lying with her back to her, and couldn't laugh and laugh.

"Eh, Tang Yating, you're a scoundrel. If you like Yunxiao, you can admit it, so that at least we can live in peace. Is it interesting that you deny it even though you have a lot of evidence? ”

"I—I don't have anything at all, what do you want me to admit?"

As soon as Tong Beibei's sharp words fell, Tang Yating jumped up as if she had been stimulated, and justifiably defended herself again, her eyes were filled with mist, obviously because she was wronged and wronged.

"Then how do you explain this hairpin you have on your head? This is clearly the one Yun Xiao gave you. ”

Tong Beibei's eyes were full of jealousy and envy, looking at the crystal hairpin on the top of Tang Yating's hair, and she still didn't give up.

was reminded by her like this, Tang Yating suddenly recalled that because her hairpin was left in the Nalan villa, she had no hairpin to bring, so she always carried the crystal headband given to her by Yun Xiao.

Helplessly scolding herself for forgetting in her heart, Tang Yating hurriedly raised her hand to take off the hairpin on the Tianling cover, and placed it casually on the bedside table on the side, and then hurriedly began to shake her head.

"It's not what you think, this hairpin was actually paid to me by Nalan Yunxiao. Because, he broke my hairpin, yes! ”

Tang Yating actually hesitated in her heart for a long time before she said it truthfully, after all, she was actually not willing to admit and accept that Nalan Yunxiao had really ruined the fact that she was extremely precious and issued a card. She preferred to believe that the hairpin that he had accidentally lost was still intact.

"Really? But ......"

Listening to Tang Yating's explanation full of obvious anger, Tong Beibei, who was just about to believe and confirm it, remembered something in an instant, and was busy immediately changing the conversation, still hesitating.

"However, he broke your hairpin, just pay you the same one, why did he give you such a good one? The colorful crystals on this hairpin are real crystals. The price has to be at least thousands. ”

Tong Beibei's family is also a well-off family, so she is quite familiar with such finished goods. After she recognized the shining crystals on Tang Yating's hairpin, she didn't hide anything and explained it directly.

"So expensive? I thought — I didn't know, Beibei. Let's stop arguing over things like this, okay? Moreover, you and Nalan Yunxiao, you, him, his type is not suitable for you. ”

Somehow, Tang Yating suddenly decided to take another roundabout way to persuade and end such a boring dispute. At least in her mind, such a quarrel was pointless.

"You! You still say you didn't like him? You're trying to persuade me to let it go! Hum! ”

When she said this, Tong Beibei's breathing became a little shorter, and her round face was swollen with anger. She obviously didn't understand Tang Yating's true intentions, so she stubbornly pouted and glared at Tang Yating fiercely, then went out of the door directly and left the dormitory.

"Eh, it's not what you think! Tong Beibei! ”

Looking at the door of the bedroom that only left the "squeak" sound and slowly closed, Tang Yating frowned tightly, and her beautiful contacts flashed full of helplessness. For the simple Tong Beibei, who has always only used one string to think, she really doesn't know how to explain it anymore.

"Forget it, it's better to let her be alone for a while. If you are misunderstood, you will be misunderstood, in order to get back the hairpin left by my grandmother, I am just a little wronged, it is nothing......"

Tang Yating suddenly turned her head away, turned her eyes to the blue sky outside the window, and her eyes gradually softened. She whispered to herself, and a line of tears began to drip uncontrollably from the girl's fair cheeks.

The flowers and rain are scattered, the sky is full of tung flowers, and the Santa Fe Chinese University in early autumn is built at the foot of Tingshan Mountain, backed by a wooded mountainside. The cool breeze of the afternoon added a bit of tenderness and beauty to this equally beautiful institution of higher learning.

"Hey, Liu Qingyi, is that you? Hurry up, our innovative design lab course is about to start in ten minutes. Where are you now? ”

Somewhere on the third floor of a dark red newly renovated teaching building, on the edge of an arc-shaped open-air balcony outside the building, a short-haired young man with a hard face, fair skin, a straight nose, and a pair of clean silver glasses was lying on the fence with a slightly anxious front. With his phone in his ear, he was smiling nervously in an extremely fluent Swedish English.

"I've arrived at your school. Lu Sen, in which school building are you taking classes, please send me the address before you go. ”

The familiar silver bell-like girlish voice came from the blonde youth's mobile phone earpiece.

Although the words of the answer were also in English, the owner of the voice could still be recognized, and it was Liu Qingyi, who was supposed to be in the office building of the Santa Fe Eaton Business School, but chose to leave because of something temporary!

"Oh, don't you say I almost forgot. Okay, you're in the north gate of the school now, right? You just walk straight along the road where you enter the north gate and turn left, about 300 meters or so, on the edge of the flower bed in the center on the right, the tall building with a dark red wall is our No. 4 laboratory building. I'm in room 503 in this building. ”

The blonde foreign young man who was called Lu Sen by Liu Qingyi was suddenly reminded, and then he remembered that he had never told Liu Qingyi the exact destination he was coming to. Therefore, he reacted awkwardly and was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly recounted it, covering it up perfunctorily.

"Got it, I'll be there in ten minutes. Hang up first. ”

Liu Qingyi's tone was a little quick and flat, and after answering simply, he hung up the phone directly. However, judging from the brief conversation between the two, Lu Sen seemed to have something to do and needed Liu Qingyi's help.

"I just like this girl's quick and unprocrastinating personality! Liu Qingyi, whether our group can win the first place in the experiment today is waiting for your performance. ”

Leaning against the edge of the alloy fence of the open-air platform, Lu Sen swept his eyes to the large campus in front of him, as if he was looking for something, and after a while, he quickly took it back without success.

In his dark blue eyes, his expression flickered with great curiosity and anticipation, and then he whispered and grinned.

This blonde-haired and blue-eyed young man named Lu Sen looks to be in his early twenties, but he is from Yale University in the United States, and he took the initiative to apply to come to China as an exchange student to learn Chinese.

He has a unique interest in Chinese culture. However, although he is still poor at learning Chinese, he is an excellent high-achieving student in the United States, and his international finance major, grades and rankings have always been among the best even in the entire college.

And his acquaintance with Liu Qingyi was naturally because of a world economic exchange seminar outside the school.

At the end of the meeting, both of them took the initiative to take the microphone on the stage and expressed their unique views to the audience, which can be described as a variety of games, and made considerable macro judgments on the current situation of the world economy and the forecast of the prospects of the financial market, which attracted a lot of insiders in the audience, and all applauded.

It is precisely because of this encounter between the two and the sparks that they appreciate each other's professional abilities.

But after a chance exchange, Liu Qingyi discovered that although Lu Sen is extremely good at financial knowledge, his greatest hobby is learning and researching Chinese.

At the same time, Lu Sen also learned that Liu Qingyi's Chinese language and literature skills are also extraordinary. In this way, learning from each other's strengths, the two naturally gradually formed a gentleman's friendship who only talked about academics.

When Liu Qingyi's face was cold, and he quickly walked through the shady green paths of Santa Fe Chinese University, at this moment, in Santa Fe Central Hospital, in front of the huge arc-shaped square in the front hall of the outpatient department, Mo Qingyu, who should have been dressed in a hospital gown, was already bathed in the sun with a bright smile on his face.

The girl finally changed into her favorite beige suspender dress, and her high-bunned hair was already pouring down like a waterfall, waist-length soft and slender, fluttering lightly in the breeze.

The warm golden sun shone on the delicate face of the girl, outlining a moving landscape.

"Wow, finally ready to be discharged from the hospital! It's so comfortable! ”

Enjoying the free and fresh air outside the hospital, Mo Qingyu also seemed to have the intention to vent, and the anguish that had been stuffed in the hospital bed for several days was loudly exhaled several times.

Then she turned around and looked at her grandmother Huang Yun, who was standing quietly on the side, just smiling, and quickly put away her big grin, stepped forward with a light smile, and grabbed the latter's arm.