don't cry

- By the way, is there any gossip about Taotao's senior and sophomore?

- Don't say it, the relationship between the two of them is very delicate recently, it's not like getting back together, but they are not so honest

- The above mentioned mainly refers to the younger brother of the next year, he really likes to tease the seniors (don’t dare to post pictures, for fear of getting a letter from the lawyer)

- No one really thinks they are getting back together soon?I felt like this when my ex and I were about to get back together, so ambiguous that I wanted to see each other all the time, but my movements were cautious

- Sisters tell your story!

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-Hey, this building is so crooked, forget it, the insiders who know them can only say, you are all too naive, okay, it’s only been a while since the two of them got back together

- Oh hoo, those in the know upstairs don't run away!Catch and expand

-Actually, there is nothing to say, judging by the younger brother's appearance, it doesn't seem like he can wait too long, maybe he will bring the senior back to him after a while (I didn't say anything, the management don't block my account!!! )

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In the forum of Beicheng Academy of Drama, posts about a certain two became popular again. Various analysis and chat posts have been floating on the homepage, and it is hard to see or not.

Qu Mu's face turned gloomy, and the gloomy look in his eyes was like a boundless night. The roommate was startled after just a glance, and sat far away.

He himself was unaware of this, and the jealousy in his heart almost overflowed.

Last Thursday's dinner ended up failing.

When Qu Mu woke up from a coma, all he could see were tall trees. The driver of unknown origin actually had an accomplice hiding in the trunk. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he took a tube of ecstasy, which made him unconscious for an unknown period of time.

All he knew was that it was already dawn when he woke up, and the location he was in was very remote. Except for the trees, he couldn't see anyone, let alone take a taxi.

Fortunately, his luck was not completely bad. When he was tired, hungry, thirsty, and physically and mentally exhausted, he walked for a long time and finally met a kind person who took him to the bus station and paid for it for him. money.

Qu Mu was used to living a pampered life, and he didn't know which station to get off at. If he hadn't grabbed someone to ask, he would have almost missed the stop.

After returning home, there was a mess, Dong Wu complained that he went out and ran around, Qu's father hated that he was in a mess, and he couldn't please him anywhere.

Qu Mu was full of anger and had nowhere to turn. He was about to vent his anger on that damned little nanny, but was told that the other party had resigned and left last night.

For this reason, he finally understood that he was being plotted against. As for the suspect, he only had one in his mind, and that was his good brother Qu Yu who had been plotted against him once.

I heard that Qu Yu and Jing Rong had a pleasant chat at the dinner party, and the two of them left hand in hand without staying at the dinner party for too long.

When Qu Mu found out, he sneered, thinking it was all rumors, but after seeing the forum posts, he had to admit that these were all true, and Qu Yu really caught Jing Rong's heart again.

bitch.

Qu Mu angrily smashed his phone on the bed, his mind was filled with jealousy and disgust.

Now he has no support, he is almost isolated and helpless, so after cursing Qu Yu in his heart, he is a little at a loss, not knowing how to deal with Qu Yu.

He hesitated for a while, but quickly called Dong Wu.

In any case, the other party would never really abandon him.

As for one of the parties involved in the post, Jing Rong was totally ignorant of everything.

At this moment, he was sitting on a chair in the study room, and he glanced at someone next to him out of the corner of his eye, and shook his head helplessly.

The other party is like a peerless clingy spirit, who can't even be shaken off.

The stay that night seemed to be a good signal, which made the other party more and more keen on creating various "encounters" and "coincidences".

Although he didn't feel bored about it, he still felt a little pressure seeing the people around him gradually look at them in a different way.

But what makes him most happy is that the number of times he received love letters or was temporarily called out to confess his love has dropped significantly in the past few days.

Probably aware of his gaze, Qu Yu put down the pen in his hand, and looked at him slightly sideways: "Does senior have any thoughts about me?"

In school, Qu Yu still calls her senior.

Jing Rong looked back: "No."

"But the senior looked at me ten times in just one minute, and didn't write any more notes. Is there something on my face that attracted the senior?" Qu Yu continued to ask.

After he said this, Jing Rong realized that the frequency of his glances at the other party seemed to be a bit high, and the handwriting on the notebook just now did not continue.

Even so, Jing Rong still didn't want to be guided in such a way by the other party. He simply closed the notebook and asked with a half-smile, "I know I didn't continue to write notes, which means you have been paying attention to my movements."

"Yeah, because I like seniors, I can't help but keep my eyes on seniors. Of course I'm interested in what seniors are doing," Qu Yu admitted generously, "Then, seniors used the word 'also', Did you admit that the senior was paying attention to me just now?"

The ball was kicked back again, Jing Rong recovered expressionless and didn't want to continue talking to him.

Going on, I don't know how to be tricked again.

Jing Rong has a very clear understanding of himself. In terms of reading comprehension, he is indeed inferior to others, so he simply doesn't jump into the pit. This is the safest way.

But Quyu didn't want him to be quiet, so he asked persistently, "What does the senior's silence mean? Could it be that my analysis just now was too correct, so the senior is shy?"

Shy as hell.

Jing Rong glanced at him: "If you focus on your professional courses, you may be able to improve your grades."

"However, I'm already number one, and there seems to be no room for advancement," Qu Yu said innocently, "The senior cares so much about my grades, but he also cares about me. After all, I'm not trying to force my understanding, right?"

Very good, I was cheated again.

Jing Rong really didn't want to talk to him this time, no matter what he said, he could be caught in a series of routines, and he was even a little used to it.

He lowered his head to write notes seriously, Qu Yu saw this and didn't make trouble anymore.

In this regard, Qu Yu did a good job, knowing not to affect his study, and he would be quiet whenever he was reading or writing notes.

Without the noisy serial pursuit, Jing Rong's mood was obviously much calmer.

After writing notes for a while, he paused for a while.

The phone screen lit up, and Zhang Yuhan sent him a message, reminding him to go to the rehearsal room for the last time this afternoon.

Their group has rehearsed many times during this period. It can be said that they have gradually become familiar with each other from being very unfamiliar. But tomorrow will start a week-long National Day holiday. Some students do not live in Beicheng, so they cannot get together again. rehearse.

After returning to school, the theater activities will start, and there is not much time left for them. Today's rehearsal is particularly important.

Qu Yu also received the notice.

He leaned over slightly: "Senior, which part should we rehearse today?"

They are the ones who play the most games against each other, so they are very clear about each other's progress.

Jing Rong looked at him sideways, not believing that the other party really didn't know which part to rehearse.

When Chen Luoshu was about to die heroically, Jiang Kaisheng, as his best confidant, sent him off for the last time.

In this scene, Jiang Kaisheng embraces Chen Luoshu deeply. This is the largest scene between the two of them in the whole play, but it does not detach from their friendship, it is just sympathy and inseparable pain.

Qu Yu smiled at him: "I hope we can behave well and don't repeat it a few times, what do you think, senior?"

The senior doesn't think so.

Jing Rong wisely chose not to answer, packed his schoolbag, got up and prepared to leave.

There were still two hours before the rehearsal, and the time for eating and lunch breaks was greatly reduced, and it took too much time to go back and forth. Jing Rong temporarily decided to go to the cafeteria to solve the problem of food and clothing.

There is only one canteen at the North City Drama Academy, but it is very large, with four floors.

Jing Rong often came to the cafeteria to eat when he lived in school, but he didn't come here much after he moved out, so when he stood on the third floor and looked at the window that was different from what he remembered, he was a little confused.

He used to like to eat the pan noodles on the third floor, but now the window has disappeared, leaving only the Arabic numerals 123456, and during meal times, even if the restaurant has four floors, there will be a long queue.

If he reads them one by one, he doesn't need to eat when the line is up, and he can go directly to rehearsal.

Jing Rong looked at the six long lines hesitantly, and when he was about to pick a line at random, someone pulled his arm suddenly.

"Window No. 5, here is the ban mei." Qu Yu's voice was raised, but he was not buried in the noisy restaurant.

Jing Rong was dragged by the other party to line up behind the queue at window No. 5, paused, and then asked, "How do you know?"

"I told you, I am very concerned about the senior." Qu Yu smiled at him, looking in a good mood.

Jing Rong pursed his lower lip and didn't ask any more questions.

What he didn't ask was how the other party knew that he wanted to eat pan noodles, but for some reason, he didn't ask, but the other party understood his meaning tacitly.

Probably, there is indeed some magical tacit understanding between them.

After buying the board, Jing Rong sat down in a secluded corner, and the other party immediately sat down opposite him.

The portion of the plate noodles is very large, sprinkled with crushed peanuts and small rapeseed, covered with a thin slice of meat and marinated eggs, it looks very appetizing.

Jing Rong rolled up the noodles with chopsticks and savored it carefully. It was indeed the taste in his memory.

Seeing him stretch his brows and eyes contentedly, Qu Yu couldn't help but smile: "Senior is easy to be satisfied."

"Because the taste is really good." Jing Rong said to him in a good mood.

Qu Yu ate two chopstick noodles, as if recalling something, after a while he smiled again: "Really, but I don't think it's any different from the ones sold outside, maybe it's because I've eaten it too many times."

The stomach is satisfied, Jing Rong is not stingy to chat with the other party: "Have you eaten many times?"

Although he likes to eat this pan mee, he doesn't eat it often, after all, he will easily get hurt if he eats too much, and he will get tired of even the best food.

Qu Yu rolled his face, lowered his head and said, "Yes, I have eaten it many times because I want to know why the senior likes it."

That's not entirely true, not just many times.

For many noon and night, Qu Yu looked at the handsome figure in the restaurant from a distance, ate the same type of pan noodles as the other party, buried his unknown thoughts, carefully held the bowl, and tasted the other party's favorite food.

He wanted to know a little more about Jing Rong, and a little more about Jing Rong, so that when they really got to know each other, he wouldn't be in an embarrassing situation because he didn't know each other's food preferences.

For this reason, even if the other party never appeared on the third floor of the restaurant, he would still come to have a meal of pan noodles from time to time.

Probably, secret love is so cautious.

The author has something to say: Gougou was once pure wwww

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