Zeng Zhile, who runs slowly on weekdays, ran home so fast this time that he almost broke the world record.

Probably the title of 'Dad' satisfied the man, he loosened the hoop around Zeng Zhile's neck, and said that Zeng Zhile was only given a minute to leave, and Zeng Zhile was not allowed to turn back during this period.

Zeng Zhile couldn't ask for it, of course she wouldn't look back, if she saw what that man looked like, would she still have a way to live?

While Sa Ya was running wildly all the way, Zeng Zhile did not forget to thank her father for sparing her dog's life.

Running all the way to the door of the house, she didn't even have time to press the password, she knocked on the door urgently, and called her parents urgently.

It was Zeng's father who came to open the door, and before he could say a word, Zeng Zhile threw himself into his arms, crying a heartbreak.

Zeng's father was frightened, and he wanted to comfort his daughter at a loss, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to ask her what happened?

Zeng's father didn't ask, but when he asked, Zeng Zhile cried even more fiercely.

Zeng's mother ran out of the kitchen when she heard the voice, she looked at Zeng Zhile, who was crying miserably, and was also a little confused: "Just go downstairs and throw out the garbage, what happened?" Why did you cry? ”

What happened downstairs, Zeng Zhile naturally didn't dare to let his parents know, mainly because he was afraid that his parents would worry.

And the man didn't seem to have any ill will towards her.

In fact, today's incident is not completely unbeneficial, at least it has dispelled most of Zeng Zhile's curiosity, and if he encounters this kind of thing in the future, he will not move forward to kill her.

Zeng Zhile shook his head, howled for a long time before barely squeezing out a tear, wiped his eyes with his arm, and found a lame reason: "It's so dark downstairs, I'm scared to death......"

Zeng's father looked helpless: "Next time I throw out the garbage, I will go down with you."

Zeng Zhile looked at his great-father with teary eyes: "Dad, you are so good, but unfortunately from now on, you will no longer be my only father."

Not the only dad? What about her two fathers?

Zeng's father was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Zeng's mother.

Zeng's mother gave him an angry look: "Look at what I do, you will believe what the child says, right?"

Zeng's father smiled wryly, and asked Zeng Zhile again: "Girl, where did you find another father?"

Zeng's father fell into a mood of self-doubt, and found a father for himself, Zeng Zhile is really his good daughter.

Two lines of hot tears slipped from the corners of Zeng Zhile's eyes, and she suddenly remembered that her other father seemed to be a traitor, and it was over, and she couldn't take the public exam for three generations......

Sometimes Zeng Zhile feels some kind of pressure, and she will cry for a while from time to time, so her abnormality today is already used to it in the eyes of her parents.

Zeng's mother hugged her shoulders and comforted her softly: "Learn what we can learn, don't learn if you don't want to learn, don't force yourself."

"That's it," Zeng's father also echoed on the side: "Three hundred and sixty lines are the champion, girl, don't put too much pressure on yourself, it's really not good, your grandfather still has a few acres of land in the countryside......"

Zeng Zhile didn't want to go back to the countryside to farm, and after her mood calmed down, she returned to her room to continue brushing the questions.

The question can't be brushed up, what just happened, she can't wait to find someone to talk to.

It seems that the most suitable person to confide in is only Ling Xing, so Zeng Zhile picked up his mobile phone and began to edit, and wrote a small composition about what happened tonight and sent it to Ling Xing.

After the debate class ended, Ling Xing began to race against time to brush up on the questions, and by the time she finished brushing the test papers and lay down on the bed, the time had already reached 11 o'clock.

was so tired that she didn't want to look at her phone at all, so she lay down and fell asleep in the bed for seconds, so she didn't see the small composition sent by Zeng Zhile to ask for comfort.

……

At 6:20 in the morning, Ling Xing turned off the alarm clock and lay in the warm quilt for another five minutes before getting up.

Breakfast was already on the table downstairs, and there was no sign of her brother in the living room.

When Ling Xing sat at the dining table peeling eggs, she still wondered what time her brother got up every day?

Sometimes even if she gets up half an hour early, gets up at six o'clock, and goes downstairs at about six twenty, Shi Shu has already prepared breakfast.

I didn't see the Times, and I didn't see the stupid cat hair.

Ling Xing quickly finished breakfast, and when he was about to go to school, he remembered Liang Ke again......

Liang Ke's guy is still waiting for her brother's return gift, but looking at her brother's posture today, he is obviously angry with her as a middleman to deliver gifts.

You may be hiding somewhere with a hair ball.

Ling Xing thought, why don't you go to the studio and get two portraits of Mao Tuan, and say that Liang Ke is a return gift?

Never mind.

What Liang Ke wants is her brother's mind, what is it for her to take two pictures casually?

Thinking about this, Ling Xing was no longer entangled, and walked out with the door of the living room.

As soon as she walked to the road, she heard Ji Yan's voice behind her.

"Stars? Stars—"

Ling Xing frowned in annoyance, and began to regret in his heart why he had gone out so early.

She pretended not to hear, did not look back, did not pause in the slightest in her footsteps, and even faintly quickened.

The footsteps behind him came from far and near, and Ji Yan ran all the way to catch up with Ling Xing.

"Xingxing," he walked to Ling Xing's right side with a slight gasp, and said with a grin, "What a coincidence."

Is it really a coincidence?

With Su Qingluo's cases of coincidences first, Ling Xing no longer believes in any excuses for coincidences.

She nodded casually and continued to stride forward, clearly expressing that she didn't want to communicate.

Ji Yan also quickened his pace to keep up, always walking on the right side of Ling Xing.

After walking a long distance, Ji Yan finally couldn't help but ask, "Star, gift...... Do you still like it? ”

Ling Xing's footsteps paused slightly when she heard this, she glanced at Ji Yan with expressionless side eyes, and then looked at the road in front of her without squinting.

To tell you the truth, "I didn't tear it down."

The rift between her and Ji Yan has been formed, and now she has only a superficial relationship with Ji Yan.

In other words, Ji Yan is now completely unimportant in her mind, and she is not even a friend.

Ji Yan is sometimes a dead eye, he heard the words and paused, and quickly caught up with Ling Xing.

He didn't understand, so he didn't give up and asked: "Why don't you take it apart and take a look, if you don't like it, you can tell me, and I can replace it for you ......"

"Ji Yan, don't you understand?" Ling Xing paused suddenly, interrupting Ji Yan's unfinished words.

Ji Yan paused with a puzzled expression, and the two stood face to face.

Ling Xing's attitude was frank and cold: "Ji Yan, my acceptance of your gift is just a polite gesture between classmates and classmates, don't say it's you, even if it's another classmate, I will accept it and give a gift in return."

Ignoring Ji Yan's sudden change in complexion, Ling Xing didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued: "Ji Yan, I just didn't want to embarrass you when I accepted the gift at that time, for the sake of our two families' friendship for many years."

It's not about the friendship between the two of them for more than 100 years, the friendship between the two of them for more than 100 years has been worn out little by little under Qiu Yilin's offensive.

The friendship of teenagers seems to be strong, but it can be recalled frequently, but it is also the easiest to eliminate.

Ji Yan's face turned pale, and he only called out Ling Xing's name when he pursed the corners of his lips: "Xingxing, how can you ...... me like this?"

Ling Xing didn't want to answer his stupid question, whatever he sowed, he would reap the consequences.

Ling Xing looked at Ji Yan's eyes and said slowly, word by word: "I accepted your gift regardless of my previous suspicions, why do you still expect me to open it?"

"That's right," Ling Xing said again: "There is no special meaning to give you a refill, after all, the gift I give to each classmate in return is a bundle of refills."

Except for Su Qingluo's ten bundles, no one was an exception.

After that, she didn't care what Ji Yan's reaction was, and walked past him in a wrong step.

Sometimes Ling Xing really couldn't understand Ji Yan, how did he act like nothing had happened after he had done something that had already caused harm to her?

Actually, it doesn't matter.

Ji Yan can act as if nothing has happened, she will help him keep it in his heart and never forget.