my wife

Jing Jing turned around and smiled, "The teacher is also very punctual."

Yang Zihao raised his eyebrows and smiled at her, did not continue to respond to her, and walked straight past her to the podium.

Quietly looked around, ready to find a place to sit down.

When his vision reached the last row, he met Ling Yang's eyes.Ling Yang's eyes were very light, and then he pretended not to recognize her, and turned his head away; she also pretended not to see, and continued to scan the classroom nonchalantly looking for a good seat.

Ling Yang's reaction reassured her so that her identity would not be exposed. Although she had always thought that Ling Yang would not expose her before, she was still a little worried.

She admitted that she didn't know Ling Yang well enough.She thought she didn't have the ability to understand this unpredictable young man.What she thought she knew about Ling Yang in the past might just be her own obsession.

Ling Yang's habit of choosing seats is still the same as before, he always picks the one in the last row next to the window.In the past, old man Li, the head teacher of the high school, was afraid that he could not see the blackboard clearly, so he came over every three days to persuade him to sit in the best seat in the middle.He always had a faint expression, "It's fine for me to sit here, it's clean and suitable for studying."

Every time old man Li gets very angry because of his lukewarm attitude, but Ling Yang is his favorite student, so he can't bear to blame him, he loves and hates Ling Yang at the same time.

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Quietly looked forward, that He Qianqian was sitting in the front row, so she could only focus on the middle, but the middle seats were usually full of people.

She regretted it a bit, why did she come so late, as a freshman, she should obediently arrive early, what old fritters are she playing?

"Has the student in the back not found a seat yet?" At this moment, Yang Zihao's damned voice rang out.

Jing Jing lowered her head, pretending to be shy, and looked a little flustered.

"Since you haven't found a seat yet, let's take the seat next to the last male classmate. Isn't there an empty seat there?"

An Jing glanced at the seat next to Ling Yang, it was indeed empty, sighed, walked over and sat down.

She smiled dryly at Ling Yang, who glanced at her lightly and ignored her.

Jing Jing twitched the corners of her mouth, put away her smile, and looked at the podium, where Yang Zihao was excitedly introducing himself, talking a lot of nonsense, but the applause from below continued.

"I'll leave the time to you guys, everyone, please come up and introduce yourself..."

There was a commotion below.

The self-introduction is not in order, you can choose the first one or the last one.

Jing Jing went up to introduce herself when she was in the middle. She is a layman and always believes that pursuing the golden mean is the most low-key and safest way of doing things.

One after another, people came to the podium to introduce themselves. What surprised her was that He Qianqian was the first person to go up, her voice was a little hoarse, and her expression was a little proud, "He Qianqian, from City A, thank you. "

Just eight words, enough to pull!

She sighed, "This woman is so proud..."

Ling Yang's cold voice then rang in her ears, "No. 2 in the province of the college entrance examination is also proud of the capital..."

It seems that Ling Yang could only get a No. [-] in the college entrance examination. This He Qianqian is actually the second place?An Jing was quite surprised, but thinking of the ten-centimeter Oxford dictionary in the dormitory, it was understandable.

An Jing had also heard of this year's top scorer in the college entrance examination. Her father used to educate her about him, saying that the boy studied hard and could complete several sets of test papers in a week.What Jing Jing disdained the most at that time was the kind of people who were desperate to read. She always thought that reading was like eating. For bloating and constipation, nutrition and moderation are very important.But Professor Tao always said it was her excuse for her laziness.

Among the top three in the college entrance examination this time, Ling Yang was the one who had the easiest time studying. Although she didn't say it on the surface, in her heart, she was still jealous of Ling Yang's talent in learning.

When He Qianqian came down, there were some small discussions below, and I listened quietly, for example, she is the No.2, for example, her family background is very good, for example, she won the national high jump championship in high school...

Jing Jing glanced at Ling Yang, his eyes were cast in He Qianqian's direction, there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and there was a little warmth in them.

She hurriedly withdrew her gaze from Ling Yang's face, and turned away as if nothing had happened, her chest was a little sore, like eating green oranges that were on the market in summer, her body was so sour.

A hero cherishes a hero, not to mention that the other party is a heroine, clasping her fingers quietly. Some people say that a jealous woman is the scariest, but she feels that a jealous woman is the most pitiful, and now she is that poor ghost.

Ling Yang has never appreciated her. Before, he either ignored her, satirized her, teased her, or... just never appreciated her. What a proud young man he is, now he suddenly showed this expression to He Qianqian , she admitted that she was jealous and entangled.What was even more depressing was that she and He Qianqian didn't get along at all. She wasn't He Qianqian's soup, He Qianqian was also her dish.

After more than a dozen people passed by, she walked to the podium, showing her usual smile, "Hi everyone, my name is Zhou Ruohan, and I'm also from City A. It's the first time we meet. I hope everyone can give me some advice." Simple self-introduction, unremarkable.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zihao took the lead in applauding at this time, and then there was a warm applause below, with a few whistles interspersed.

An Jing was a little overwhelmed, and after bowing, she hurriedly walked off the podium.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yang Zihao laughing at the side, saying that he was trembling.

Is this the beauty benefit?

After the silence, Ling Yang also walked up to introduce himself, "Ling Yang, a native of this city, I am very happy to be a classmate with you." The concise introduction is his usual style.

After the self-introduction, Yang Zihao said some precautions about tomorrow's military training. His cold jokes often caused bursts of laughter from below.

Ling Yang didn't follow suit, and she couldn't laugh today, so the atmosphere of the two of them sitting together was unnatural, but no one broke the embarrassment until the end of get out of class.

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After class, Jing Jing rushed out of the classroom and returned to the dormitory alone.

He Qianqian came back very late, with a cup of milk tea in her hand when she came back.After He Qianqian came in, she was regarded as air at all,

She didn't need to make fun of herself, she got ready and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

The items and clothes she uses now are all bought later. Although Zhou Ruohan left behind a lot of clothes and items, she doesn't have the habit of picking up dead people's things. She sorted them out after entering Ling's house.I pray for these clothes every morning, and pray that she can return to her body as soon as possible.

However, Zhou Ruohan left a lot of cards behind. She canceled the password on her ID card, and the amount in it made her tongue-tied when she inquired. Then she carefully put away these cards and never touched them again.

So she spent all her shopping expenses from Ling Meinan, and Ling Xiwen didn't ask her about those bank cards, so she just pretended that Ling Xiwen didn't care at all.

She has a little book, which records that she spent Ling Xiwen's money. Although the Ling family doesn't care about the money, it's better for her to figure it out.

Although she, Tao Jingjing, is not smart, she is not stupid either.

It's better for her and the Ling family's money to be separated clearly. Zhou Ruohan's frightening amount of money will not be as simple as it appears on the surface.

Ling Xiwen didn't choose to divorce her, which was also a tangled issue.

When I was about to go to bed, I suddenly remembered that she hadn't called her obedient "son" today, so I hurried out of the 1110 dormitory and dialed a number.

After three rings, the phone was connected, and she called quietly and affectionately, "Baby, do you miss your mother?"

After a while of silence, a male voice on the other end of the phone coughed a few times and said after a while, "...it's me."

"Ling Xiwen?" An Jing was surprised, "Where's my son?"

The other party seemed to pause, "He fell asleep just now..." His voice was a little low, as if he was afraid of disturbing others.

"Are you with him?"

"I... sleep with him tonight..."

"Oh."

"Then I hang up, goodbye."

"and many more……"

"Ah?" An Jing leaned against the wall in the corridor, lowered her head and answered the phone.

"It's nothing, go to bed early." Ling Xiwen's data-processed voice was more magnetic than usual, with the texture of night.

"Well Goodnight."

"Good night……"

……

At night, lying quietly on the boat, tossing and turning, there is no air-conditioning in this room, and the electric fan makes a hissing sound when it turns on. There is no irritability, but it makes people feel a little peaceful.

An Jing was covered with a thin quilt, even though she was sweating a little, she still insisted on covering her with the quilt.When she was a child, she was afraid of the dark, so she developed a habit of sleeping with the quilt covered even if it was hot and sweaty. She felt very safe under the quilt.

Her body is very relaxed, but her head is a bit messy, the pictures are like rolls of film, and her head is like an old projector, playing the pictures with a creaking sound.

In the picture are Ling Yang and her, her and Ling Meinan, Qiao Qiao's smiling face, her father and mother, and Yang Zihao...

And Ling Yang and He Qianqian...

This picture is relatively new, as if it was just shot tonight.

On the way back to the dormitory from the classroom, she saw Ling Yang and He Qianqian walking together not far away, and they were walking towards the milk tea shop.

At night, the stars, the dim street lights, the strange-shaped bushes, Ling Yang and He Qianqian.

It was just a quick glance, but it was frozen in her mind in an instant.