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Ji Yan didn't leave.

Instead of leaving, he asked Shi Shu, Su Qingluo could go into their house, why couldn't he go in?

Shi Shu frowned slightly, and when he was about to say something, Ling Xing's voice came from behind him.

"elder brother."

Ling Xing limped out of the yard, while Su Qingluo stood behind her and leaned against the door of the living room, looking at Ling Xing from a distance, with a look of displeasure on her face, but she didn't dare to show too much obvious.

Limping, Ling Xing walked unhappily.

But it didn't take long to get to the gate, she turned her head and said: "Brother, you go back to the room first, I have something to say to Ji Yan alone."

There is a high probability that what she wants to say next will be a little unpleasant, and I really don't want to dirty my brother's ears.

Shi Shu nodded, turned around and left without asking any questions.

Ji Yan stepped forward with some hesitation, eager to explain what happened before: "Xing Xing, me and Qiu Yilin... really didn't do it voluntarily, it was she who rushed up to..."

He still didn't give up and wanted to explain to Ling Xing that his relationship with Qiu Yilin was not what Ling Xing saw.

"Yes," Ling Xing smiled coldly, looking at Ji Yan more like looking at a piece of garbage, she slowly excused Ji Yan: "She came up and hugged your neck and kissed you forcibly For a few minutes, she was so strong that you couldn't break free at all."

"Oh, no, no, no," Ling Xing denied himself, and continued: "How strong can the little girl be? It should be that you were frightened by her operation and forgot to struggle for a while, right?"

Ling Xingyun calmly found all the reasons for him.

All the blood faded from Ji Yan's face, and his fingers hanging by his side were trembling: "Xing... Xing..."

"Don't call me by my name," Ling Xing waved his hand, and took a step back with one foot: "My name is obviously so nice, but it's so disgusting when it comes out of your mouth?!"

Ji Yan is still trying to make the last struggle: "Xing Xing, we grew up together, and the friendship of more than ten years is here, don't be like this... okay?"

Ling Xing suddenly sank his face: "I was going to give you two points of face in the end, but you didn't want it, Ji Yan."

Ji Yan may have lost control of his emotions, he took a few breaths, and roared: "Don't think I don't know, you just like Su Qingluo, that's why you don't like me everywhere."

Ling Xing looked at him like a fool.

Ji Yan has been like this since he met Ji Yan. He likes to find problems from others, and he will never realize what he did wrong. , in order to regain their sense of balance.

Ji Yan crouched on the ground and grabbed his hair: "But why, Ling Xing, we've known each other for more than ten years, and I think I'm no worse than Su Qingluo..."

Ling Xing watched Ji Yan go crazy with cold eyes, not only did not speak, but also took a few steps back calmly, distanced himself from Ji Yan.

When Ji Yan finally had enough of yelling, she said unhurriedly: "Will you stay away from me from now on? Although I know it's impossible, I still hope that it's best not to see you again."

Ji Yan stared at her with those red eyes, and pursed his thin lips tightly, without saying a word.

A face that has already been torn apart doesn't care about tearing it up a few more times.

The knife has already been stabbed here, Ling Xing made up the last and heaviest cut: "Really, Ji Yan, now I just need to look at you one more time, I feel disgusting, extremely disgusting!"

Maybe young people always like to say harsh words.

Ji Yan knew that no matter what he said, Ling Xing would never talk to him again.

So he left a cruel sentence: "Ling Xing, you will regret it."

Ling Xing was silent.

Ji Yan accentuated his tone, and the last trace of gentleness remaining on his body completely dissipated, he gritted his teeth: "You will definitely regret it, Ling Xing!"

After that, he turned around and left quickly, but his steps were a little staggering, and his back was lonely.

Perhaps at this moment, Ji Yan should also change.

It doesn't matter if he is willing to be Qiu Yilin's puppet.

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This time he said such important words to Ji Yan, Ling Xing had a premonition that Aunt Jiang would not do anything.

Sure enough, Ling Xing received a call from his mother at three o'clock in the afternoon.

At that time, she and Su Qingluo were discussing a final question on the math test paper. The discussion was intense. The two had different opinions, and they both believed that their opinions were correct, and they refused to give in to each other.

Su Qingluo gave a reasonable explanation for her point of view.

It was Ling Xing's turn at this time, and her WeChat call rang.

Ling Xing was a little impatient, and when Su Qingluo helped her get the phone and said that it was her mother calling, instead of dissipating, it became more intense.

Before even answering the phone, she knew what her mother was looking for.

Playing the suit of suing, is Ji Yan still a child in kindergarten?

For some unknown reason, after Ling Xing took the phone from Su Qingluo, he grabbed Su Qingluo who was about to leave her room, and directly connected it.

"Xingxing, are you on vacation?" After the video call was connected, Mama Ling didn't look at the phone screen, but focused on the laptop in front of her, her fingers still jumping on the keyboard.

"Well," Ling Xing's voice couldn't be heard any different from usual: "I'm doing my homework, Mom."

After a while of silence, Mama Ling finally finished the task at hand and glanced sideways at the screen.

At this time, Su Qingluo's figure did not appear on the screen, and Ling's mother smiled, and went straight to the point without beating around the bush: "Xingxing, Aunt Jiang asked me, did you have any trouble with Xiaoyan today?"

Ling Xing remained silent, trying to meet Ling's eyes on the other end of the phone through the microphone.

Seeing that Ling Xing didn't speak, Ling's mother smiled awkwardly again: "At first, I didn't plan to ask about you young people, but your Aunt Jiang called me all the time, if I didn't ask Wouldn't it be great if you took a moment?"

Ling Xing still didn't speak.

Mama Ling got a little anxious, so she picked up the phone and pointed it in front of her face: "Xing Xing, what's wrong with you? Did that kid Ji Yan bully you?"

In the end, it's my own daughter who is more kissable. Look, even the name of Ji Yan has changed.

"No," Ling Xing breathed out slowly, trying to calm down his mood, so that the next words would be as emotionally as possible as possible: "Mom, Ji Yan also has a girlfriend now, and his emotions should be caused by his girlfriend." Pull it, how could it have something to do with me?"

Ji Yan can do the first grade of junior high school, why can't she do the fifteenth grade?

Ling's mother was obviously taken aback. A strong woman who has lived to her age sometimes loses her emotions, but when she heard her daughter say this, her voice still raised a few degrees unconsciously: "Good girl, are you Said Xiaoyan has a girlfriend?"

Ling Xing nodded, and told the whole story without hesitation: "On the way home from school today, I saw him and his girlfriend hugging each other... kissing."

Ling's mother looked as if she had been severely shocked. She moved her lips a few times before she could say a complete sentence: "That, that, does Aunt Jiang know about this matter?"

"Maybe I don't know," Ling Xing said with a frank face, "Mom, I think this is good news. You can tell Aunt Jiang. Aunt Jiang will be happy to hear it."

There was silence again.

Ling Ma stared at the phone screen for a while, and then asked cautiously: "Xing Xing, are you sad?"

Ling Xing was puzzled: "Why should I be sad? I don't like Ji Yan."

Ling's mother was relieved when she heard the words, and laughed again: "Yes, we don't like him, but, Xing Xing, Mom suddenly thinks that the young man who was with you last time is pretty good."

Ling Xing shifted the camera to Su Qingluo's face, pretending to be puzzled and asked: "Mom, is that the guy you're talking about?"

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