How to make your boyfriend cry with one word

I couldn't find the audiobook, and there was no audio recording on my mobile phone. It was nine o'clock, and it was eleven o'clock. There was no cousin who didn't want to ask him to give her a lecture.

He Jing sat in a familiar yet unfamiliar room all morning. For the first time in her life, she only spent the morning brushing her teeth and thinking about something.

A car passed by downstairs outside the window, maybe it was broadcasting something, it happened to be noon, as if by the way, it reminded He Jing that it was already twelve o'clock.

During the period, it seemed that someone knocked on the door, but He Jing didn't know. The sweet female voice on the phone was so loud that he felt a little annoying and didn't want to read it. He was just a stupid nerd.

Unlucky enough, talk about it.

The memory of the cannon fodder He Jing has already penetrated to him, and He Jing really wants to cheer up and accept this reality.

But he can't accept it!

Did the author of the original book hear his abuse last night?

Let him in and change this wretch?

Why?

"Boom..." He heard it very clearly this time.

He Jing ignored it, looked at the potted plant in front of him and missed his ancient poems.

The knock on the door only rang for a moment and then left, probably not wanting to talk to him very much.

Or let it be as it comes?As soon as this idea came out, He Jing was frightened and became more sober.

But there is really no other way.

I don't know if he can wear it back. Before putting it back on, he should at least let himself live a little better. Just like what he said last night, he shouldn't be so aggrieved.

He Jing grabbed the phone, trying to understand the world first.

According to He Jing's memory in the book, he is also a prospective sophomore in high school. Now he is on summer vacation and school is about to start, just like himself.

In the book, He Jing's mother died early, and the relationship between his father and him was in dire straits. He was not a strong father, but a good son with a weak personality. It's different, no matter how good the son is, he still doesn't give him a good face.

He Jing didn't know the reason when he was reading the book, but now he knows through memory that he is not his own.

He was married in with his mother's expectation, and He Shangji was his stepfather.

He is really a stepdad, no wonder he has to be favored.

He Jing muttered, slowly accepting, accepting and analyzing this role.

The person He Jing in the book is the same as what he read last night. He is a crybaby, a doormat, and a love brain. Get rid of those classmates and teachers who already hated him.

He also felt that there was no problem.

He Shangji beat him and scolded him. He felt that he was too tired from work and was in a bad mood. He deserved to be angry. He didn't care if his teachers ignored him and his classmates gave him cold eyes. Why did he ask those people to like him?

"He Jing" has only one thought in mind - to win the favor of the school grass at the same table, anyone else and anything are not important, and can be put aside, including the most important study right now.

Shocked and tired by the idea of ​​her new identity, He Jing rolled her eyes as a concluding evaluation, and her eyes also transitioned from simple and stupid at the beginning to serious and mature.

Since he was given such a life, he couldn't go back for the time being, so he wouldn't play like cannon fodder He Jing.Failure in the college entrance examination does not exist!Waste your life, no!Chasing school grass, impossible!

He Jing really cheered up, took a set of decent clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After washing, he looked at his new face in the mirror. His thin lips had a bewitching crimson color, the bridge of his nose was straight and wide, and the tips of his eyebrows were soaked in water. Moist and slightly upturned, the tear mole at the end of the eye is the same as her own, clear and light, but still bright.

It looks so similar to myself, but I don't know if this tear mole is really like the one described in the original book, it has accumulated a lot of tears, and it will only flow.

When Aunt Liu knocked on the door countless times, there was finally a response from inside.

She glanced at the open door, wondering where she had gone, when a cold face suddenly appeared.

It was the first time Aunt Liu saw Huiqibao's face like this, and it seemed that something was different.

"How many times have I called you? You haven't eaten all day, so you're not hungry, right? Don't plan to eat?"

He Jing also had a nanny to take care of her before, and she always had a pleasant face and inquired about her health. It was the first time she had heard such a nanny's words, but she was not surprised. Aunt Liu in the memory clip was like this.

He staggered away from the person blocking the door and walked downstairs, "Where's my dad?"

The tone of the woman in the back was as bad as ever, and she said unceremoniously: "I don't know the whereabouts of the master so I dare to ask, you eat quickly, I'm in a hurry to get off work!"

What shift is she off? If He Jing remembers correctly, Aunt Liu's working hours are until nine o'clock in the evening.

"Okay, I see, I went to wash the clothes, there are piles in the room, and there are also in the bathroom."

After He Jing finished speaking, he went straight to the dining table.

Aunt Liu looked at his back with a complicated expression on her face. The bad guy actually ordered her to do something?

It was the first time for He Jing to see this dish was extremely salty and that dish was hopelessly bland, and he threw away the bowl after chewing a few mouthfuls of rice.

It seems that this Aunt Liu should be changed.

In his current memory, Aunt Liu is a low-browed nanny in front of He Shangji, doing the housework that a nanny should do. Whenever He Shangji is not at home, Aunt Liu is like the mistress of the house, bossing around the young master without saying a word , didn't fulfill the babysitting duty at all, and satirized the young master again and again as an unlucky ghost and unlucky bag that no one wanted. He didn't do the housework that should be done, and sometimes he didn't do his own food, rubbing "He Jing" takeaway.

What the hell!

He Jing vowed to replace the babysitter sooner or later. He despises those who are not self-motivated, and also hates those who are obedient and disregarding business.

But it's not that easy, the matter of changing the nanny is not up to him, after all, he is not the real young master, and He Shangji still can't get used to him.

It's also strange, He Jing was lost in thought while holding the pen.

It stands to reason that He Shangji has raised "He Jing" for more than ten years. Although he is a stepson, as time goes by, the relationship between father and son will not be so tense. Apart from almost studying, "He Jing" has not done anything earth-shattering. Well, the fact that he is a step-son didn't come to light halfway through. From the very beginning, their family obviously had a peaceful and beautiful life!

According to "He Jing"'s memory, He Shangji gradually became an evil father in the later period. At that time, his mother Kong Ling was still there. I don't know where the conflict came from. The atmosphere in the family became worse and worse. Kong Ling shook hands with him.

Really not a qualified stepfather!

He Jing sighed, shook his head, and decided to put aside these tedious and nerve-wracking housework, anyway, he can't change what has happened, and he can't decide what kind of person He Shangji is, only himself, he can make himself Change your way of life.

"He Jing" is the same as him, and he will be promoted to the second grade in a week, which is an important period for preparing for the college entrance examination.

The alarm clock on the mobile phone next to the bed rang again, and He Jing walked over to pick it up with a slumped face. Seeing the to-do list on it, he couldn't help but want to roll his eyes again.

At 18:00, send dinner greetings to Brother Yi.

Thanks to "He Jing", there are a total of ten alarm clocks, all of which are related to "Brother Yi". They are not sent morning, afternoon, and evening greetings, or pre-dinner greetings. Gifts send blessings and so on and so on.

He Jing let out an "oh", and suddenly realized that this is dog licking!

After "Oh" he deleted all the alarm clocks and to-dos without expression, and reset a few normal ones. He didn't allow such ugly things to appear on his phone.

By the way, after changing the various ringtones that had lost his teeth, He Jing began to organize the original study notes that were like garbage.

It is not wrong to say that "He Jing" is the first in this grade. Just looking at his notes, it is considered that he has studied very seriously to be able to pass the test.

Not to mention calculation questions that require logical thinking skills, those that can be written by memorization, his test paper is also lined with rows of uniformly sized red crosses, because the teacher is patient, and it is rare to change them one by one, and replace them with He Jing , only pick the right tick, wasting ink.

Halfway through the notes, He Jing couldn't stand it anymore, and mercilessly scolded himself, "Waste He Jing!"

It was getting late at night, and the small alarm clock next to the bed pointed to twelve o'clock. He Jing simply gave up the idea of ​​revising all the notes, and planned to start sorting out new ones tomorrow.

Anyway, it's still studying. Although I was revising these useless notes this evening, I learned a lot invisibly, such as... I learned how inconspicuous my role is.

Adhering to the past habits, He Jing took 10 minutes to take a shower, and the remaining 10 minutes to start playing with her mobile phone.

Of course, it is impossible to have a chess game in the new mobile phone, so He Jing played one.

In the process of downloading, he quit, intending to learn about the original body's network relationships.

After turning around, it was extremely monotonous, even more monotonous than when I was a nerd before.

Cooperating with his memory, He Jing read all kinds of social software and address book in a few minutes, and there were only a few people and a few class groups lying in it, so simple that he could memorize it immediately.

boring!

He Jing moved his fingers, intending to exit, but a person named "Xiaohao" on the list caught his attention.

It is not surprising that "He Jing" has a trumpet, but the strange thing is that the latest update under the remarks is really eye-catching.

[Log: Today is the 300th day of liking Brother Yi...]

He Jing couldn't see the following content, so he was a little surprised. Could it be that he had already written 300 diaries for that translation brother? The useless He Jing has such a pink boyish sentiment?

With a curious mind, He Jing easily switched to that trumpet account. There was only one friend in the trumpet account. When he turned to his personal space, he saw nearly a hundred long or short diaries.

?

He Jing, He Jing, if you put your mind of chasing men into your studies, you won't be in your second year of high school and haven't passed the second-to-last exam.

The writing in the diary doesn't look bad, but why are the Chinese notes he just found full of sick sentences and typos?

It is nothing more than treating them differently and not paying attention.

He Jing came to a conclusion that if "He Jing" spent half of the time on Brother Yi's study, he would definitely not fail the college entrance examination, and would not even be able to achieve a serious college score.

It was one o'clock soon, and he didn't open the game again. After thinking twice, he still closed the phone interface.

I have already taken the initiative to delete other people's alarm clocks and schedule reminders, so I don't care about the log. After all, it looks like a lot of effort, so just keep it and ignore it.

In fact, He Jing still had a little thought, what if he got up after tonight and put it back on by himself?

There are birds chirping outside the window, I don’t know if it’s an owl, and I don’t know what the potted plants on the table are planted, but I can smell a little familiar fragrance. With a beautiful vision for tomorrow, He Jing didn’t suffer from insomnia tonight and slept very well stable.

When the alarm clock rang in the morning, he didn't open his eyes, his consciousness returned first, he hesitated for a few seconds, and raised his eyelids to look at the ceiling.

There are no right triangles.

The author has something to say: Happy!