However, the east wind knew that I wanted to go to the mountains, but it did not blow the sound of rain between the eaves.

In my cautious academic career, there is still a storm waiting for baptism.

The incident of Qian'an's hammer wound occurred at the end of April last year.

I had just gotten my midterm exam results for the first semester of high school that day.

The May Day holiday will start the next day.

Spring is in full bloom.

The willow trees by the playground are all smoking buds.

Qian'an leaned against a tree trunk and waited boredly for me to go home with him.

Tang Mingming and I laughed and walked out of the teaching building, and when I saw Qian'an's figure, this girl was inexplicably nervous, and she raised her feet and ran away after saying goodbye to me quickly with her eyebrows lowered.

"Mingming!"

I remember that Qian'an drove to school that day, he turned eighteen years old, and Manager Qi wanted to give him a car on behalf of the master.

The little brother was not ambiguous, and directly asked for a big jeep with a dry horse, and he drove a domineering side leak.

In the morning, he drove me to school, and when I went back, I thought I could drop off Tang Mingming.

Who knew that Tang Mingming was running so fast, I couldn't stop shouting.

When I walked up to Qian'an with my schoolbag on my back, he frowned as he looked at my handbag, "I don't want to."

I was stunned, looking at the scarf in the bag in my hand, and before I could speak, Qian'an took care of his own interpretation, "Wan Yingying, don't you want to be so excessive, you don't send me in winter, it's spring, you send me a scarf, I don't want it, I don't want anything!"

"What do you want?"

I hugged my handbag, "I've been knitting since last fall, but I'm done weaving, how can I give it to you?"

"Hey!"

Qian'an's eyes widened, "Then who will you give it to me if you don't send it, who is it who is conscientiously guarding you in this school, how much trouble I solved for you in private, and you knitted a scarf and didn't give it to me?"

"I can't help it, it's my intention."

I told the truth, "The only one who can accept it is Meng Qin, and I also knit this scarf for him......

The time is squeezed out, and I still have a few stitches when I press my legs at home.

It's very likely that I will weave this one for the rest of my life.

To give it to the benefactor, of course.

As I spoke, I comforted him again, "Qian'an, I can give you a head clip, the one with rabbit ears, the fluffy and cute kind."

"I'll you little bunny!"

Qian'an came to the strength of the six relatives who didn't recognize it, snatched the scarf in my bag, and wrapped it around his neck, "I want this, at least this can be wrapped around the door to keep warm, why are the good things all his Meng Qin's, this is still a white scarf, which is in line with my handsome temperament that everyone is angry......

"Give it back!"

Originally, it was okay to give it to him, but the moment he tied it around his neck, I was going to have chest tightness and shortness of breath, and I was sensitive!

So I grabbed my scarf and grabbed it with him, "Qian'an, I'm uncomfortable!"

The students who passed by knew that Qian'an was my brother, and they looked at it curiously.

No one stopped to ask more, just thought that the brother and sister were playing.

I saw that I was going to be out of breath, so I pulled the end of my scarf and didn't let go.

Qian'an's donkey was still dragging with me in temper, and pulled back and forth a few times like a tug-of-war.

It's also that I didn't lock the seam properly, and I broke off the scarf at once!

I didn't hold back again, and the end of the tugging began to snap and clasp very smoothly.

By the time I stood firm, the scarf was already a long way short.

The yarn was wrapped around my hand, and the other half of the scarf was still hanging around his neck......

Qian'an was dumbfounded for two seconds, took off his scarf with a brilliant reaction, stuffed it into my arms, turned around and ran away!

After more than ten meters, he stopped to look at me, and said with insufficient confidence, "Don't thank me too much, the master helped you lose, it's okay, it's not much bald, weave slowly, just send it in winter, by the way, you wait for me at the mouth of the alley next to it in a while, it's good to park over there, I'll pick you up after picking up the car!"

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I was speechless for a while, and I was used to being irritated by them, but I didn't get so angry that I broke down and went crazy.

Speechlessly, as soon as this scarf came off the line, I was instantly comfortable!

There is no altitude sickness.

It's not angry.

After packing my scarf and putting it in a bag, I walked out of the school gate, and I turned around to the entrance of the alley not far away.

The traffic here is relatively small, which is more convenient for novice drivers in Qian'an.

Just as he was wondering when he would arrive, his mouth and nose were suddenly covered, and then his body was pushed backwards by a great force.

I was caught off guard and stepped back a few meters.

The force pushed me against the wall again!

I looked over in horror and realized that it was a boy from the same school.

and Qian'an, who are still members of their basketball team.

Looking at each other, I was inexplicably angry and angry, "What are you doing!"

"Xie Wanying, I'm sorry."

He was tall and strong, standing in front of me like a high wall, one hand still propped up on the wall on the side of my face, his eyes were red, his emotions seemed extremely abnormal, and his voice was trembling, "I just want to ask you, why did I write you so many letters and you didn't reply to me?"

I didn't want to talk to him at all, so I was about to get out of under his arm next to me, which annoyed him for no reason, so he let out a low roar, and pressed his hands directly on my shoulders, as if he were going to nail me into the wall, and his eyes were wide open, "Is it hard? Is it hard to reply to a letter?! I've written you sixty-seven letters, and you haven't answered a single one! If you don't like me, why do you laugh when you see me!"

"There's something wrong with you!"

I palmed my palm against him and scolded, "I never smiled at you at all!"

"Do you dare to say that you didn't smile at me when we were playing?"

"That's Qian'an in the stadium, I'll say hello to my brother!"

I said directly, "I don't know you, why are you smiling at you, get out of the way!!"

"Then we know each other now."

He fixed his hands on my shoulders and said nervously, "Xie Wanying, you can only smile at me alone in the future......

"Get out of here!"

I struggled to get out of my palm, and I was surprised that a cold air was coming to my face, and before I could see it clearly, I had already received Tom in my ears~! The next second, the boy in front of me staggered away, and my arm was also pulled, and my shoulder leaned against a chest.

The nose catches the familiar scent.

Meng Qin?

I raised my eyes tremblingly, and I saw Meng Qin's smooth jawline.

He didn't look at me, his eyes stared coldly at the boy who had stumbled two steps and fell to the ground.

At the same time, there was a faint smell of blood in the air, and I didn't have time to say anything, but I followed the smell and saw the boy standing up with his feet on the ground, his face raised, and the nosebleed had spread over his chin.

"This ......"

He wiped his nose, saw the large piece of ruddy on his hand, and looked at Meng Qin in disbelief, "Who are you, you actually punched me, who gave you the guts?" Do you know who my dad is?!"

"Not enough."

Meng Qin didn't have any expression on his face, but his voice was cold to the bone, "It's far from enough."