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The bell for the end of the last class rang, and Ning Xuechu received a message on her mobile phone.

It was An Jianqing who sent it, "Xuechu, I've already arrived at the school gate, you should be dismissed."

"Sister, wait for me for a while, I'll be right there." Ning Xuechu typed with both hands and replied quickly.

"It's okay, don't worry." An Jianqing replied with a smile.

Even so, Ning Xuechu quickly packed up her textbooks and rushed out of the school gate.

When passing by a fruit shop, she narrowed her eyes and stopped.

Putting the schoolbag on her shoulders together, Ning Xuechu walked into the fruit shop, looked around and asked, "Boss, do you have sweet and sour cherries here?"

"Our cherries are all sweet, not sour at all. If you don't believe me, try one." The boss replied with a smile, his voice was full of confidence.

"I want something sour." Ning Xuechu insisted, "I'll buy it if it tastes sour."

She was very sure, her thin face was a little cold, she didn't look like someone easy to fool.

The boss thought about it for a while, and immediately changed his mind and said, "Look at the cherries here. Let me tell you the truth, they are a little sour, but overall they are sweet."

Seeing that the boss was very sincere, Ning Xuechu reached out, picked up a cherry, wiped it casually, and took a light bite.

A sour feeling passed through her throat, as if the whole winter ice had been sucked into her mouth, Ning Xuechu couldn't help shivering.

The wet mouth was stimulated to secrete a lot of saliva in an instant, and she chewed several times before finally swallowing it.

Ning Xuechu frowned, coughed a few times, covered her lips to suppress the soreness in her mouth, and said to the boss, "Buy two catties."

"That's good." The boss smiled, and quickly put on two catties.

Ning Xuechu paid the money, walked out of the store, and couldn't help sticking out her tongue.

The sour taste of cherries seems to be engraved in her taste buds, and now she still feels a sour taste corroding the nerves of the cerebral cortex.

But at the same time, a faint sweet taste rose in his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste is a bit weird.

She is afraid of the sour taste, but she also craves the sweet taste of cherries in her heart.

Ning Xuechu's bright red tongue licked the corners of her lips, and finally held back the longing in her heart.

She glanced at the jewelry store next to her, stood for a few seconds, and walked forward.

Within 5 minutes, Ning Xuechu came out with a heart-shaped box in her hand.

She found a stone bench and sat down, put the box on the stone table, and placed the cherries in the bag neatly in the box.

Two catties of cherries, no more, no less, just full.

The orange-yellow reddish color of the cherry reveals a little translucency, and it instantly adds a lot of romantic atmosphere when placed in a red box.

If you add a quick rose, giving it to your girlfriend as a gift will surely make her happy.

The corners of Ning Xuechu's mouth curved slightly, as if thinking of something, her smile froze and turned into an indifferent arc again.

What my girlfriend said was just a lie, how could she have such an illusion?

Even if she wanted to please An Jianqing, she was just trying to get back the property of the Ning family.

She would never fall in love with this high-ranking and rich Alpha, and she didn't want to become a rich man's plaything like others.

Ning Xuechu held the love box and walked out of the school gate quickly.

At first glance, she saw An Jianqing's low-key luxury car.

Even if it is parked in an inconspicuous corner, it can still grab people's attention at a glance.

Beside the luxury car stood a few students talking loudly.

They painted exquisite makeup, wore nice clothes, showed coquettish smiles, and glanced at the direction of the car from time to time.

Ning Xuechu immediately understood that these people were drunks and deliberately chatted here to attract the attention of the people in the car.

At the school gate, she had seen such a scene several times.

While disdainful in her heart, she also envied the boldness and beauty of those girls.

But this time, there seemed to be an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

Ning Xuechu frowned, tapped her chest with her fingers, trying to get rid of the depression there.

The girls were still standing there chatting, and some people were already deliberately brushing their hair and pulling down their collars.

Ning Xuechu's eyes turned cold, and she ran over quickly holding the box.

She stopped beside the passenger seat, turned sideways, raised a hand and knocked on the glass.

Through the reflection of the glass, Ning Xuechu saw the surprised and envious eyes of the girls, as if she couldn't imagine it.

A sense of joy suddenly rose in her heart, and she turned her head to look at those girls.

There was a little pride in the upturned eyes, which instantly made the girls' pretty faces jealous.

The window glass fell slowly, folding all the expressions of the girls into the gap.

"Xuechu, get in the car." An Jianqing looked out of the car and said with a light smile.

Ning Xuechu laughed happily, her thin body blocked the girls' sight, preventing them from seeing the beautiful Alpha sitting in the car.

She got into the car, holding the box in both hands carefully, her eyes flickered, and she said nervously, "Sister, a little gift, I hope you like it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ning Xuechu's white and tender face instantly flushed with a blush, like winter plum blossoms in full bloom, her coldness and aloofness tinged with beauty.

An Jianqing moved the tip of her nose slightly, and immediately smelled the faint fragrance of cherries.

Still her sweet and sour taste.

She couldn't help but feel happy in her heart, and a look of relief appeared in her eyes.

The person in front of her has changed a lot from being repulsive and disgusted at the beginning to now being willing to approach him proactively, and finally, her careful care and meticulous care these days are not in vain.

Although it was just a box of cheap cherries, it was enough to make her feel that all the hard work was worth it.

"Thank you, Xuechu, I like this gift very much." An Jianqing smiled happily, her gentle eyes were full of doting.

"Sister, you're welcome. I don't have the ability right now, so I can only do this little thing for you." Ning Xuechu showed a cute smile, and there was a hint of guilt behind her words.

Hearing this, An Jianqing felt more and more fond of her sensibility, stroked her soft hair, and said gently like an elder, "It's good if you have this kind of heart."

Hearing this, Ning Xuechu lowered her head, her thick eyelashes covered the coldness in her eyes.

She could feel that An Jianqing just treated her like a child.

No climate, no threat.

Adults think that children are ignorant, easy to bully, and can control their lives at will.

But she is no longer the stupid kid who would foolishly trust others more than ten years ago.

"Sister, as long as you like this gift, I'm still worried that I'll be clumsy and self-defeating." Ning Xuechu raised her head, a flash of panic flashed across her petite face, which soon turned into a relieved smile.

An Jianqing caught this expression, was taken aback for a moment, and said seriously, "No matter what gift you give, my sister will like it."

Ning Xuechu gave this gift carefully, for fear that she would not like it.

As expected, the child is still very sensitive, with worries and panic hidden in his heart, fearing that he will be disgusted by others if he does something wrong.

If those people weren't too selfish and vicious, her sister wouldn't be so sensitive that she would feel uneasy about giving gifts.

"Thank you, sister." Ning Xuechu was startled, and then a light of surprise appeared in her eyes.

An Jianqing had seen it many times, but she still couldn't help being stung, she chuckled and said, "Xuechu, let's go home."

"Okay, sister." Ning Xuechu nodded vigorously, with a bright smile on her face.

When the car drove away, she pretended to be admiring the scenery outside the window, and turned her eyes to the window, her black and white eyes revealed a trace of unspeakable sadness.

She has heard the word 'home' many times, but she doesn't know where is her real home.

When will the days of living under the fence without feeling safe be over?

In this world, who can really give her a warm home.

Ning Xuechu closed her eyes to hide the loneliness and sadness in her heart.

Back to the villa, had dinner.

Ning Xuechu was lying on the bed, staring fixedly at the exquisite chandelier above, replaying An Jianqing's smile and expression when she received the gift over and over again in her mind.

She thought about it carefully and found nothing wrong.

This step was successful, and she won An Jianqing's favor.

A woman who grew up in a wealthy family with no worries about food and clothing, and even enjoyed various luxuries, was moved by a box of cheap cherries.

It's really ridiculous.

Ning Xuechu pursed her lips, her gloomy eyes were full of disdain.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, followed by a gentle female voice, "Xuechu, are you asleep?"

"Not yet." Ning Xuechu immediately got up from the bed, her voice became weak, as if she was cautious.

She walked towards the door, and when she passed the mirror, she turned her head and saw the cold face in the mirror, and immediately curled the corners of her mouth to show a cute smile.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Ning Xuechu opened the door, her dark eyes flickered twice, with a look of anxiety on her face.

"I washed the cherries, and I want to eat them with you." An Jianqing raised the fruit plate in her hand, her pretty eyebrows were gentle, and there was a questioning in her eyes.

Hearing the word 'cherry', Ning Xuechu immediately remembered the sour taste passing through her throat, swallowed slightly imperceptibly, and said happily, "Okay, I also want to talk to my sister... more."

Speaking of the latter, Ning Xuechu blushed slightly, and lowered her head in embarrassment.

An Jianqing smiled softly, entered the door with a cherry in her hand, scanned around without any trace, and found that there was basically no change in the layout of the house.

Even the doll on the bed was still leaning against the head of the bed, as if it had never been touched.

"Xuechu, don't you like dolls?" An Jianqing asked softly, and handed over a cherry while speaking.

Ning Xuechu was taken aback, and quickly pondered the meaning of this sentence in her heart.

She reached out to take the cherry, lowered her head and took a bite, and finally thought of a reply while chewing, "I like it very much, I hug it to sleep every night."

In fact, she has no interest in dolls and has never touched them.

She used to like dolls very much, but she was slapped when she touched her aunt's daughter's doll.

From then on, she never liked it again.

"That's good, I'm still worried that you don't like it." An Jianqing smiled, sipping a cherry, and a happy smile appeared on her beautiful face.

Seeing this expression, Ning Xuechu couldn't help asking, "Sister, why do you like sweet and sour cherries? Don't sweet ones taste better?"

An Jianqing frowned when she heard the words, her gentle smile could not hide her sadness, "When I was a child in the orphanage, being able to eat sweet and sour cherries was the happiest thing."

"Sorry, I made my sister think of something bad." Ning Xuechu lowered her eyes guiltily, grinding the cherries with her fingers.

"It's okay. Although the days before were a bit bitter, they were also very happy. Just like this cherry, there is a hint of sweetness hidden under the sour appearance." An Jianqing looked at the cherry with a smile, and there was a hint of sweetness in her eyes. Unbelievable sadness.

Ning Xuechu was taken aback.

She couldn't understand this sentence, nor could she understand this nostalgic expression.

She never wanted to experience the bitter days before.