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Chapter 16 Separate Actions
"Leng Yu, what color wool do you want to buy?" When Yang Qingqing and Leng Yu were talking, they had already entered the mall.
"Which color do you think looks better?" Leng Yu had no idea in his heart.
"Then white, it goes well with winter." Yang Qingqing's favorite color is white.
"Then buy white." Leng Yu also thinks white looks better.
"Tongtong, what color do you want to buy?" Xia Jordan had no idea in his mind when faced with the colorful wool.
"White, I prefer white, and Leng Yu should like it too."
"Hey, I really envy Leng Yu, and there are people who send scarves."
"Haha, Dandan, you have nothing to envy."
"What do you mean?" Xia Jordan looked at Ye Tong puzzled.
"It's no fun, I'll go back soon after I buy it, I have to go to work." Ye Tong looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock.
"Juan, look at the snowball fight over there, we went over to join in the fun." As soon as she arrived at the school gate, An Ling was attracted by the snowball fight next to her.
"Because you spent a day shopping with me today, I will play with you." Wang Xiaojuan said, put down the bag in her hand, and chased towards An Ling not far away.
I don't know who it was, but the snow balls were thrown very accurately, and each one was thrown into Wang Xiaojuan's neckline with precision.
An icy and biting feeling came to Wang Xiaojuan's heart. Because of the melting of the snow ball, Wang Xiaojuan couldn't help trembling. She felt very cold at the moment, and she just wanted to hurry back to the dormitory to change clothes.
An Ling noticed that Wang Xiaojuan was trembling on the side, walked to her side and asked with concern, "Juan, what's the matter with you?"
"Lingling, I don't know who threw the snow ball into my clothes. Now the snow ball is melting, and I feel very cold." When Wang Xiaojuan spoke, her teeth were already fighting.
"Okay, then let's go back." An Ling realized that the situation was not good, and if this continued, Wang Xiaojuan would get sick.
After returning to the dormitory, Wang Xiaojuan changed her clothes. The sweater she was wearing inside was completely soaked, but the down jacket outside was not stained at all.
"Juan, go to bed and cover for a while, I'll get some hot water for you." An Ling carried the thermos and walked towards the boiling water room.
"Leng Yu, it's still early. Find an empty classroom and I'll start teaching you how to knit a scarf." When Yang Qingqing and Leng Yu were talking, they had already returned to school.
"Okay, let's go." Leng Yu said as he walked towards the teaching building.
Yang Qingqing taught very carefully, and Leng Yu also studied very seriously, but they both felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward. There were only one male and one female in the classroom of Nuoda University.
After Yang Qingqing demonstrated it twice, Leng Yu had basically learned it, and the next step was Leng Yu knitting by himself, with Yang Qingqing guiding him.
Needlework was still a bit difficult for Leng Yu. Even when the needle was not very sharp, he was stabbed and blood flowed down his palm.
"Leng Yu, you are weaving a scarf, not taking it apart. Why are you working so hard? You wait here, I'll find some gauze to wrap it up for you."
"I'm sorry for making you worry." Leng Yu felt very guilty.
"It's okay, it's just that you are easily injured by knitting a scarf so vigorously." Yang Qingqing walked out of the classroom and ran towards the girls' dormitory.
Soon, Yang Qingqing came back and carefully wrapped Leng Yu's palm with gauze.
Leng Yu could feel in his heart that this was a kind of concern from a friend, not mixed with other emotions. At this moment, Leng Yu realized that the girl in front of him really regarded him as a friend.
"Qingqing, thank you."
"There's no need to be polite between friends, but you can't weave scarves any more today. Let's continue tomorrow." Yang Qingqing was also speechless. It was the first time she saw someone knitting a scarf and hurt herself.
"Okay, let's go, I'll invite you to dinner." Leng Yu already regarded Yang Qingqing as a friend in his heart.
"Haha, I've helped you so much. If you don't invite me to dinner, you will definitely have nightmares at night." After a day of getting along, Yang Qingqing has adapted to Leng Yu.
"Yes, thank you very much for your help, let's go."
"Well, as a friend, I have to say a few words to you, don't be polite to me in the future, understand?"
"Understood, let's go, what do you want to eat?"
"Go to the most expensive point."
"Wow, can you be merciful?"
"No." Yang Qingqing carried her things and walked out of the classroom, Leng Yu followed behind her and walked towards the cafeteria.
"Dandan, go back to school by yourself and pay attention to safety. I'm going to the restaurant." Ye Tong and Xia Jordan had already walked out of the mall, not far from where Ye Tong worked.
"Well, I see, you have to take care of yourself." Xia Jordan looked at the girl who was fighting for life in front of him, and felt very uncomfortable.
"Why are you suddenly unhappy?" Ye Tong noticed Xia Jordan's strangeness.
"No, I just feel sorry for you."
"Dandan, it's okay, I'm used to this kind of life." When Ye Tong said this, a trace of sadness flashed on his face.
"Well, let's not talk, I'll go back to school first." Xia Jordan turned and walked towards the school.
Ye Tong watched Xia Jordan walk away, until her figure completely disappeared, then she regained her senses and walked towards the restaurant with heavy steps.
In the restaurant, Xia Lin was serving food and Aunt Chen was cooking in the kitchen. There were many customers today.
"Xiao Tong, you're back, come and help, there are so many guests today, Lin Er and I are too busy." Aunt Chen talked to Ye Tong while cooking.
"Aunt Chen, which table is this dish on?" Ye Tong quickly integrated into his work.
It was busy until about ten o'clock in the evening, when the number of guests gradually decreased. Ye Tong, Xia Lin and Aunt Chen were starving after a busy day. They cooked a little dish and sat down to eat together.
Since Ye Tong worked part-time here, as long as he is in the store, he basically eats with Xia Lin and the others. Ye Tong is very grateful to Aunt Chen in his heart.
"Xiao Tong, you have worked hard for you today. Be careful on the way back." At twelve o'clock in the evening, the restaurant was closed, and Ye Tong was going back to the rental house.
Not long after Ye Tong went out, Xia Lin followed. He just followed Ye Tong silently, not far or near, at a distance that was just enough to protect her but not touch her.
Xia Lin thought that Ye Tong didn't know that he secretly protected her back to the rental house. In fact, Ye Tong already knew about it, but she didn't tell him.
It's not sad to have a crush on a person. It's sad that the other party is indifferent after knowing the truth. Xia Lin's crush is just like this, both bitter and helpless.
Back at the rental house, Ye Tong habitually ran to the window and silently looked at Xia Lin who was leaving. Ever since she knew that Xia Lin was secretly protecting her back to the rental house, every time she came back, the first thing Ye Tong did was to look at Xia Lin. See if Xia Lin has gone back.
Knowing that there is someone who protects him silently is a kind of warmth and a poisonous thorn to Ye Tong who is alone.
Although she was very tired, Ye Tong didn't plan to go to sleep. She wanted to try knitting a scarf. The first few times basically ended in failure. It wasn't until the seventh time that Ye Tong slowly found the right direction.
The outside of the house was illuminated by the white snow, and a little faint white light fell on Ye Tong's face through the window. She was sleeping very sweetly at this time, her upper body was leaning against the head of the bed, and she was holding the newly woven scarf in her hand.
The next day, Wang Xiaojuan felt very weak and dizzy, but she still insisted on going to class and did not tell An Ling about her illness, because she understood that once An Ling knew that she was ill, she would not say anything to make her went to class.
The final exam is coming soon, and Wang Xiaojuan doesn't want to miss the course, because the content behind is very important, so she chooses to take the class while sick.
After dinner, she returned to the dormitory for a nap. Everyone else was sleeping, but Wang Xiaojuan was weaving a scarf. Although she felt very tired, she did not plan to rest.
Those who didn't plan to rest at noon were Xia Jordan in the girls' dormitory, Leng Yu in the boys' dormitory, and Ye Tong in the rental house. They were all doing the same thing, weaving scarves.
Wang Xiaojuan's speed is the fastest. In one noon time, she has already knitted one-tenth of the time. She is still knitting with a disease. Xia Jordan is the slowest, and basically only starts one.
Since Leng Yu became friends with Yang Qingqing, he liked to chat with her very much. The other students in the class were stunned. Leng Yu, who usually only knew about studying, suddenly became so close to a girl. How could they not be surprised.
Leng Yu and Yang Qingqing have never been the kind of people who care about other people's eyes. From childhood to adulthood, they have long been accustomed to other people's eyes.
In the afternoon, Leng Yu and Ye Tong were eating in the cafeteria, Leng Yu looked at Ye Tong tenderly: "I made a friend."
"What, you made a friend?" Ye Tong spat out a mouthful of rice, which was probably the most shocking news she had ever heard.
"Well, it's just that she's a girl."
Hearing that Leng Yu said that the other party was a girl, Ye Tong's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, and it hurt.
"Would she like you and approach you in the name of a friend?" Although Ye Tong felt uncomfortable in his heart, he pretended to be nothing on the surface.
"Ye Tong, don't worry, I can feel it. She just regards me as a friend. She said that she wants to prove to the world with me that there is pure friendship between men and women."
"I'm relieved when she says that." No matter what the other party's purpose was, Leng Yu was able to tell Ye Tong this matter, indicating that in his heart, she was still the most important person, as long as he knew this, Ye Tong would be very happy. Satisfied.
"The weather is getting colder recently, you have to take care of yourself." Leng Yu's eyes were full of concern.
"Well, don't worry, you too, don't know how to study every day, treat yourself properly." Leng Yu's academic performance has been stable in the first place in the school, and Ye Tong has been stable in the second place.
After eating, Leng Yu went back to the dormitory to continue knitting scarves, while Ye Tong found a classroom without students and continued to work hard.
"Juan, why do I feel that your complexion is so bad? Is it because you haven't rested well? You should stop knitting and lie down in bed for a while. I'll call you for self-study later." An Ling lay on the bed and inadvertently It was found that Wang Xiaojuan's mental state was very poor.
"Lingling, I'm fine, maybe the weather is too cold and freezing." Wang Xiaojuan didn't plan to say anything about her illness.
"Really, don't lie to me, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me in time."
"Well, don't worry, you can sleep if you want, and I'll call you later." Although Wang Xiaojuan was dizzy, she still wanted to finish knitting the scarf early. She didn't understand why she was so anxious to finish it. this matter.
"Hey, I really don't know what to say about you. I finally see it clearly now. You don't like Leng Yu, but a secret love. Since ancient times, secret love is the saddest, and you don't even have the right to be jealous." An Ling felt sorry for Wang Xiaojuan. .
"Who said I was a crush? It's just that the time is not ripe. Now we are all high school students, and we should focus on studying. When the time is ripe, I will confess to him."
"Okay, I'll just wait for that day to come. If he doesn't agree, I'll abolish him."
"Lingling, promise me, no matter what, you can't hurt Leng Yu, or I'll be sad for the rest of my life."
"Okay, I promise you, but don't be too persistent." Many years later, An Ling understood Wang Xiaojuan's mood at this time.