There were so many people watching the excitement, Song Yingying and Chen Zhiyin were pushed away, the crowd was crowded, Song Yingying really didn't want to squeeze, so she simply backed out.

There was class in the afternoon, Song Yingying wasn't sleepy, so she simply went to the library to stay.

Now people are scattered to the basketball court to watch the excitement, the library has fewer people and there are empty seats.

Song Yingying scanned around and saw Yu Fengyao sitting there quietly. Song Yingying walked towards Yu Fengyao with the book in his arms.

Yu Fengyao was alone, and seemed to have no interest in these commotions.

To be honest, Song Yingying admired such a person.

For those who can refuse food, excitement, games, entertainment, and beauty, it will be intolerable for them to fail.

Of course, such people often have extreme personalities, and it is not difficult to succeed, but it is easier to put yourself in prison with your own hands.

Because this kind of person doesn't need feelings.

"Can I sit down?" Song Yingying asked in a low voice, the library is forbidden to make noise.

Yu Fengyao looked away from the book and landed on Song Yingying's pretty face. Yu Fengyao raised a shallow arc and nodded gently:

"can."

Song Yingying knew the reason and asked:

"Why are you always alone?"

"There are a lot of people around Mr. Song, so there will be times when orders will be placed, won't you?" Yu Fengyao has a good habit of not putting his mind on things other than chatting when talking with people.

When those bland eyes stared at a person, I couldn't tell what it was like to feel, but it would never be as calm as him.

Song Yingying suddenly had the feeling that he had seen through all the layers of camouflage and coats on his body.

Song Yingying and Yu Fengyao looked at each other for a long time, as if whoever moved away and spoke first would lose, and the person who finally interrupted this exchange of eyes was Meng Wei.

Meng Wei stood with Jiang Qi, and she asked kindly and politely:

"Student, you still have two vacant seats here, can we sit down?"

Words such as "you" and "we" are just ordinary and have no problem in any other scenes, but when they are placed on the four of them, sparks are everywhere.

A love triangle with an innocent Yu Fengyao involved.

Song Yingying took the lead to look away, and she bent her lips:

"Yes you can."

A trace of surprise flashed across Meng Wei's eyes, surprised at her calmness.

Meng Wei sat down beside Song Yingying, Jiang Qi stood there for two seconds, and then sat down beside Yu Fengyao.

Logically speaking, Song Yingying didn't feel uncomfortable at this very awkward scene, she naturally regarded Meng Wei and Jiang Qi as people in the air that she didn't know.

After the silent game ended, Song Yingying answered Yu Fengyao's question:

"Student Yu's words hit the nail on the head."

It doesn't matter how many people are around, no matter how lively the surface is, the inside is overgrown with weeds, it is a lonely wasteland.

The two girls on the court are calm and composed, while Yu Fengyao and Jiang Qi have their own thoughts.

Jiang Qi was restless, and when he saw Song Yingying and Yu Fengyao staying together again, looking at each other affectionately, he was furious.

However, when Meng Wei asked to sit with them, Jiang Qi couldn't help looking at Song Yingying frequently to observe Song Yingying's expression.

Will she be jealous?

Would she want to distort his relationship with Meng Wei?

No, neither.

She treats her lovers and rivals with the same kindness she treats strangers.

Painful like a pinprick.

Yu Fengyao knows who won this encounter without looking.

In terms of performance alone, Song Yingying had already beaten Jiang Qi.

Yu Fengyao looked at Song Yingying and smiled, then looked down at the book.

As if Meng Wei didn't feel the frozen atmosphere at all, she chatted with Jiang Qi in a cheerful mood:

"Today, someone in the basketball court lost the women's clothing game. I heard that it was you, Jiang Qi, who won. It's a pity that I didn't get to see you play basketball. I will have a chance to see you in the future, right?"

Meng Wei's attitude towards Jiang Qi was like that of a girlfriend. She kept smiling at Jiang Qi with eyes full of love.

Before answering the question, Jiang Qi glanced at Song Yingying, and then said "Hmm" indiscriminately.

Meng Wei's attitude of pretending surprise followed Jiang Qi's gaze to Song Yingying, and smiled kindly at Song Yingying:

"Do you know Jiang Qi?"

Jiang Qi lowered his head and pricked up his ears, expecting Song Yingying's answer.

Song Yingying said casually:

"know."

Meng Wei tilted her head, waiting for her next words.

Song Yingying pursed her lips slightly, stating a fact like an outsider:

"It's my deskmate in high school, and someone I used to like."

The more natural her attitude is, and she tells the truth without any cover-up, the more it means that she has really let go with a clear conscience.

Jiang Qi was even more sad than hearing the answer of denying his acquaintance. He lowered his head and clenched his fists under the desk.

He didn't refute Meng Wei's "We Jiang Qi"

This is the face Jiang Qi left for his savior.

Meng Wei raised her eyebrows, Zheng Gong's posture was of course proud and said:

"Our Jiang Qi really likes little girls."

"Are you guys in a relationship?" Song Yingying asked the question straight, without beating around the bush.

"Why do you say that?" Meng Wei didn't answer directly, but lowered her head shyly, as if she had tacitly agreed to the answer that she was in a relationship.

Even though they didn't talk, it's just that Jiang Qi didn't refuse, and Jiang Qi indulged her little tricks.

"Is it difficult to answer yes and no?" Song Yingying said in an innocent tone:

"Nothing else, just curious, isn't it?"

Meng Wei stared at Song Yingying without speaking for a while.

Before Jiang Qi officially nodded and agreed to fall in love, she could mislead others with vague words, but she couldn't admit it directly.

It would be fine if Song Yingying was careless, but if she did it on purpose, then her rank would be quite high.

Seeing that Meng Wei didn't answer, Song Yingying asked Jiang Qi:

"Jiang Qi, is she your girlfriend?"

Jiang Qi, admit it.

Jiang Qi, you just gave "me" roses to show your love a while ago.

Jiang Qi clenched his fists, he looked at the aggressive Song Yingying, Jiang Qi denied:

"No."

In the book, Jiang Qi would not answer "no", although he would not answer yes, but he would not deny it

With a categorical no, the most surprised and embarrassed person became Meng Wei.

Song Yingying is satisfied with this answer, she is not the original owner, and she doesn't like Jiang Qi, but she wears the original owner's body, and if someone comes to her to show off her might, Song Yingying can bear that there is a high probability that it is not herself.

There was more than one empty seat around, Meng Wei pretended not to know her, there was no way Meng Wei didn't know herself, but asked hypocritically if she and Jiang Qi knew each other.

Meng Wei, your thoughts are not hard to guess at all.

The excuse of impersonating the savior, showing off in front of the real white moonlight and cinnabar mole, so I have to teach you to learn to shrink your head.

Even if you bear the name of a lifesaver, you can still lose completely.

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