Qi Fei got off the basketball court and sat down next to Ji Qinyang.

"Did you have a quarrel with Xie Meng?"

Ji Qinyang showed a questioning expression.

"I rarely see you two together recently," Qi Fei explained, "and you can see that you are not in a good mood."

Ji Qinyang did not deny it. It was rare that he could not see a smile on his face and his expression was very cold.

Qi Fei observed his face and said carefully: "Brother has no overnight revenge... It's better to say anything, and it's not a solution to hide so much."

"It's not what you thought." Ji Qinyang said patiently.

Qi Fei shrugged: "Okay OK, don't be angry." He hooked Ji Qinyang's shoulder: "Let's play with the beautiful little sister."

Of course Ji Qinyang is not interested in the beautiful little sister.

He was anxious, full of enthusiasm but had nowhere to rest, just as no matter how many love songs were written or how well they were sung, no one could hear them.

Han Dong saw Xie Meng in a daze, looking at the paper, and didn't write it. He didn't know what to think, so Han Dong called him, "Oh."

"…?" Xie Meng turned his face.

Han Dong ordered some papers: "Do you want to do it?"

"Yeah..." Xie Meng smiled bitterly: "It's a waste."

Han Dong sneered: "Don't tell me that you are still thinking about Lin Weixin. To put it bluntly, true love is revealed in times of adversity. You are good at junior high school, a golden boy and a jade girl, but what is her attitude when something happens to you?"

Xie Meng was embarrassed: "I didn't think of her."

Han Dong smiled indifferently: "Who doesn't know about the training class now? Lin Weixin writes love letters to you every day and goes with you after class. I advise you to leave it in the morning."

"I know." Xie Meng turned the surface and quickly listed the formula: "I will explain it to her clearly when looking for an opportunity."

Yin Luoxue found the door of Class 3 at the end of the second class in the afternoon. Qi Fei saw it and poked Ji Qinyang.

Unlike other girls, Yin Luoxue is very beautiful. Even the school uniform skirt is deliberately cut short, revealing her fair long legs.

Now that I think about it, Ji Qinyang might have really liked her when dating in junior high school, but after breaking up, he was very calm, no nostalgia, no hostility, and no so-called sadness, just simply not wanting to bother her anymore.

Amid the cheers of several boys, Ji Qinyang and she went to the playground.

"How long has it been since we spoke?" Yin Luoxue looked at him with a smile.

Ji Qinyang said without much interest: "I don't remember."

Yin Luoxue was not angry either: "You are still the same, heartless."

Ji Qinyang refused to comment. After the two walked for a while, he didn't have much patience and said straight to the point: "What's the matter with me?"

Yin Luoxue didn't go around: "I want to ask you for a song. If you always sing a few songs in the bar, you will get tired of it. Our band knows you, and when someone asks you, they will say it's yours."

Ji Qinyang did not refuse, but just asked: "Did you bring your headphones?"

Yin Luoxue muttered: "Didn't you have it... I can't borrow it." He took out his earplugs while saying that.

Ji Qinyang threw the MP3 to her: "You can choose it yourself."

After listening to it for a while, Yin Luoxue's expression gradually changed. She opened her eyes wide and stared at Ji Qinyang in surprise: "Do you have someone you like?"

Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows: "What's strange about this?"

"No...I mean..." Yin Luoxue's expression was complicated. She was silent for a while before she smiled sadly: "I think you were dating me at that time, but you didn't write a love song for me."

Ji Qinyang didn't say anything, and after a long time he said lightly: "He doesn't like me."

"...Puff!" Yin Luoxue smiled and leaned back and forth. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Can I say you deserve it?"

Ji Qinyang looked at her sideways, his face a little smelly.

"You can actually be liked so much." Yin Luoxue was a little envious, and she sighed: "I really want to know who it is."

Ji Qinyang curled his lips and said coldly: "Why do you want to tell you?"

Yin Luoxue thought he was joking.

Ji Qinyang laughed lazily: "Didn't you always say that I'm heartless? I want to know who I really like."

Yin Luoxue opened his mouth: "You..."

Ji Qinyang thought about it seriously: "That's it."

Yin Luoxue: "..."

"I want to be with him, I want to kiss him, I want to write endless love songs for him." Ji Qinyang said calmly with his expression: "I don't think the whole world knows him, only I know."

Xie Mengwen asked Maitreya Buddha to borrow the keys of the library. Although it was unpromising to say this, he was indeed using the excuse of reviewing the arcane as an excuse to avoid Ji Qinyang.

There were almost no students in the library in the morning. Xie Meng was a little absent-minded after reading the questions for a while. After trying a few times, she really couldn't read them, so Xie Meng gave up.

He moved the ladder and planned to look for other books on the top of the bookshelf. While sitting on the top of the ladder, he heard Ji Qinyang's voice: "What are you reading?"

"!" The book in Xie Meng's hand fell under the ladder.

Ji Qinyang raised his eyebrows, and he bent down and picked it up.

"Same-sexual Behavior Psychology" Ji Qinyang glanced at the cover and said with a smile: "What do you think of this?"

Xie Meng had a straight face: "Why are you here?"

Ji Qinyang: "I skipped class."

Xie Meng frowned in disagreement.

Ji Qinyang looked indifferent: "It's okay if you escape in Chinese class, let's talk about it." He looked up at Xie Meng: "How can I find you if I don't skip classes?"

Xie Meng: “…”

Ji Qinyang climbed up from the other end of the ladder with the book "Same-sexual Behavior Psychology". Xie Meng sat down without moving. He watched Ji Qinyang slowly approaching with a blank expression.

"Don't you escape?" Ji Qinyang stuffed the book into the bookshelf. He supported the corner of the ladder and looked at the boy's expression face to face.

"Why should I run away?" Xie Meng's tone was a little rushing. He probably realized it himself and pursed his lips in a little annoyed state.

Ji Qinyang smiled indifferently. He stared at Xie Meng's lips and bent down to get closer. Just as he was about to touch him, Xie Meng suddenly turned his face away: "Don't do such things in the future..."

Ji Qinyang's kiss almost touched the boy's cheek. He squinted his eyes and smiled a little coldly: "Don't do anything? Kiss you?"

Xie Meng's expression finally fluctuated. He yelled in a embarrassed look and said, "What's the difference between you and Lin Hengjing like this?! You..."

"You know I'm different from him," Ji Qinyang interrupted calmly: "Didn't you beat him? Do you think I'm the same as him, why don't you beat me?"

Xie Meng raised his head and stared at him fiercely.

"I'm on this ladder now. If you push me, I will fall down. Maybe I'll get injured? Bone bleed, ha, who knows?" Ji Qinyang curled his smile. He looked at Xie Meng's face intently and said word by word: "As long as you are willing to do this, I will understand that I will never bother you again from now on."

Xie Meng's chest was fluctuating violently. He moved his lips, but couldn't speak, his eyes were confused and contradictory.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time and stared at each other silently.

Until Ji Qinyang suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Xie Meng's face.

The boy's palm was dry and warm, and his thumb stroked Xie Meng's cheek with some force. He closed his eyes and felt Ji Qinyang's forehead pressing against his.

"Xie Meng."

Xie Meng looked at him with a complicated expression: "?"

Ji Qinyang took a deep breath: "I'm happy..."

"What are you doing?" The library man knocked hard on the bookshelf blocking the front, and he could only see four legs on the ladder: "How many times have you said it! Don't sit two people on the ladder! Do you know how dangerous it is?! Get down!"

Ji Qinyang: “…”

Xie Meng pulled Ji Qinyang's hand away. He didn't dare to look at the other party's eyes and whispered: "...Let's go down."

Ji Qinyang didn't say anything or leave immediately. He waited for the library uncle to lock the door before returning to the classroom with Xie Meng.

Qi Fei saw the two of them coming in one after another and whistle, and joked, "Yeah, I'm back from the date."

Ji Qinyang stepped forward and kicked him.

Zhang Ganggang also thought they had made up and shouted that they would have dinner together at noon.

"Today's training class is going to take the exam, I have to go there early." Xie Meng declined. He sorted out his desk and suddenly found that the few letters Lin Weixin had given were gone.

He looked through it again, but still couldn't find it.

Ji Qinyang came over and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Nothing..." Xie Meng turned around and found that their faces were very close.

Ji Qinyang smiled, he tilted his head and rubbed his nose with his nose as if nothing had happened.

Xie Meng: “…”

Fortunately, no one around saw it, but even so, Xie Meng was still nervous and had dry mouth, sweaty palms, and a slight pain in his heartbeat.

He was almost unable to tell what this kind of fear and nervousness was for.

The cram school on Saturday was only half a day, and the competition was approaching, so I was not so nervous, so as not to put too much pressure on the students and perform poorly. Xie Meng was the last few who left the classroom, and Lin Weixin was still waiting for him.

"Let's go out for a walk." Lin Weixin said seriously: "I have something to say to you."
To be continued...