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Liang Qingzhou managed to get rid of Qiu Yilin, and walked swaggeringly between Ling Xing and Su Qingluo.

He first glanced at Ling Xing, then at Su Qingluo, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What were you two talking about just now?"

Su Qingluo looked at him like an idiot, so naturally she wouldn't answer his stupid question.

Liang Qingzhou is not easy to mess with, he is used to being arrogant, how can he stand being ignored like this, he immediately issued a challenge letter, saying that he must fight with Su Qingluo today, if he doesn't fight, he will search everywhere His surname is not Liang!

Su Qingluo sneered, and exposed him mercilessly: "Last time, you also said that."

Liang Qingzhou choked, and opened his mouth dryly for a long time, but he didn't refute.

Su Qingluo twitched the corner of her mouth lightly: "So, what's your last name now?"

Oh wow.

Su Qingluo actually has the ability to make Liang Qingzhou feel embarrassed?

A big melon from the sky.

Ling Xing and Zeng Zhile's eyes lit up immediately, and they looked at each other, trying to hide in the corner to reduce their sense of existence, hoping to hear more gossip.

The dark boy following behind Liang Qingzhou hurried out to smooth things over: "Brother Zhou, you only agreed to Uncle Liang some time ago, don't cause trouble during this time, don't cause trouble!"

Liang Qingzhou snorted coldly, seeing that Qie Bianjin couldn't hold back the nine cows as soon as he came up, but the next second the style of painting changed suddenly, and he went down the steps: "If I hadn't promised my old man, I wouldn't be able to do it in this period of time." Make trouble, hum!"

Su Qingluo raised her chin slightly, her expression was haughty, and she didn't even wink at Liang Qingzhou.

Liang Qingzhou was obviously so angry that he was about to smoke. He shifted the flames of battle, looked around and landed on Ling Xing: "I told you to add me, where did you add it?"

Ling Xing, who was innocently lying on the gun: "..."

What kind of rubbish is this?

Liang Qingzhou didn't have any doubts about himself, he was still aggressive: "What are you playing hard to get? When you deliberately attracted my attention, you were not like this."

Zeng Zhile couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth. She leaned closer to Ling Xing's ear and whispered: "I know this guy is narcissistic, but I really don't know that he is so narcissistic."

She expressed her sympathy for Ling Xing.

Ling Xing also felt quite speechless. Under Liang Qingzhou's oppressive gaze, she had to bite the bullet and perfunctory: "I forgot your WeChat ID, or you can give it to..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Su Qingluo pulled Liang Qingzhou by the neck and led her to the basketball court, and vaguely heard his voice: "As long as you win a game against me today, you will still be named Liang."

"Really?" Liang Qingzhou said suspiciously, "You said it yourself."

The backs of the few people gradually walked away, Qiu Yilin and Tian Jiayun murmured a few words, as if they were saying that Ji Yan and the others were playing on the playground now, and Liang Qingzhou and Ji Yan didn't deal with each other, there must be some excitement later, so they followed up .

Zeng Zhile also wanted to follow along to watch the excitement, but her physical strength really didn't allow it, so she could only stay where she was and continue to rest.

Ling Xing didn't know the specific situation on the playground, but when he was returning to the classroom, he heard that Ji Yan accidentally fell down while playing and hit his knee, and he had already gone back.

After all, they grew up together since they were young, and the friendship of more than ten years is there. It is impossible for Ling Xing not to worry about Ji Yan's injury, but she can't ask for leave immediately to go back at this time.

During the evening self-study time, the classroom was very quiet, Ji Yan was not there, neither were Monkey, Fatty, and Qiu Yilin.

As expected, it is impossible for Qiu Yilin to give up this opportunity to crazily increase her favorability in front of Ji Yan.

Zeng Zhile copied a thank you note on a note, and then smashed the note on Pei Yan's head at the front desk.

Pei Yan touched the back of the hit head, looked back at Zeng Zhile expressionlessly, bent down to pick up the note, opened it for a look, then threw it into the trash can.

Zeng Zhile's face didn't change. Anyway, Pei Yan helped her, so she should thank her. After yawning, she opened the book and buried herself in her studies.

Looking up from the test paper, it was already the end of the evening self-study. Ling Xing brought an English test paper back this time. Before she was divided into subjects, her liberal arts scores were good. English is not difficult for her. She just took the test today. Try, she also wants to relax her mind a little.

She still went back with Su Qingluo, and the two of them didn't say much on the way back today.

Until approaching the corner where the street light was broken, Su Qingluo finally broke the silence all the way: "Are you going to find Ji Yan?"

"...What?" Ling Xing was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly came back to his senses: "He is injured, I must go and have a look."

The corners of Su Qingluo's lips were straightened, and his eyes fell on Ling Xing unscrupulously under the dim light.

After a long time, he asked, "Are you going now?"

Ling Xing nodded: "I still have to go to school tomorrow, and I will go to see him with my brother later."

It was quiet again. Su Qingluo, who was about to walk to another intersection, did not move. The dim street lamps in the distance reflected in his dark eyes, as if a candle was flickering. He took a deep breath, and finally said slowly: "Everyone It's a classmate, let me go with you to see Ji Yan."

When did the relationship between Su Qingluo and Ji Yan get so good that they needed to visit?

Ling Xing didn't think too much about it, and when he saw Shi Shu told him about Ji Yan's falling on his leg at school today, it was already dark, and Shi Shu didn't have too many worries no matter where he went at this time.

The three of them walked towards Ji Yan's house together, during which Shi Shu took a few more glances at the two walking side by side, the more he looked at him, he felt a little intrusive, so he quickened his pace and walked between them.

It was Jiang Wan who opened the door for them. When she saw Ling Xing, she smiled. When she looked at Su Qingluo behind Ling Xing, her smile froze. After all, she had seen the world. Jiang Wan quickly greeted them with a normal face. Come in.

"It's nothing serious, I just broke the skin on my knee." Jiang Wan led them to the second floor, and for some reason, she said as she walked, "Hou Lin, He Yu and the two girls in your class also Come here, no, just left."

Luckily, I didn't meet them.

Ji Yan was lying on the bed reading a book. Like Jiang Wan, the smile he showed when he saw Ling Xing froze when he saw Su Qingluo. He couldn't control his emotions well, and asked Su Qingluo with a frown: " How did you come?"

Jiang Wan quickly patted his arm lightly: "How do you talk, kid? Your classmate must have come to see you."

Su Qingluo didn't mind at all, his eyes swept over Ji Yan's bloody knee, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Actually, even if you didn't jump up to stop that, the ball wouldn't hit Qiu Yilin."

Ling Xing didn't know the reason, and asked subconsciously: "What's the matter? Did you throw it for Qiu Yilin when blocking the ball?"

Ever since he was a child, what Ji Yan is worst at is lying. He didn't deny it, but said sullenly: "It's not because of Qiu Yilin, no matter who is standing there, I won't let the ball hit her..."

No one spoke anymore, and the room fell silent.

People also watched, and the goal was basically achieved. Su Qingluo lazily stood up straight and leaned against the door, and waved goodbye to them: "Student Ji Yan, take care of your wounds, I'll go back first."

Ji Yan wished it would leave quickly, and hurriedly said: "Then, see you Su Qingluo."

The boy glanced at Ling Xing again, turned and left, his figure slowly blending into the night.

That feeling of loneliness seemed to come back again.