Chapter 765

Jingjing has been in a coma after drinking a lot of water. Xiaomei gently puts her on the ground and hastens to do artificial respiration. "Jingjing, you can't do anything, you can't do anything, Jingjing! Wake up, wake up. "

Xiaomei didn't expect that she would die. Her heart hung up for fear that something might happen to her.

"Cough..."

Finally, Jingjing suddenly coughed and woke up, "Jingjing, you wake up. What's the matter? Is there anything uncomfortable? It doesn't matter. I'll take you to the hospital right away. "

Xiaomei saw her face pale, still not at ease, picked up her to prepare to go to the hospital.

"Wait..." Jingjing suddenly held him, powerless stop way.

"I don't want to go to the hospital..." Her voice was weak, almost feeble, with a whimper.

Xiaomei hesitated, hugged her, patted her on the back and comforted her, "OK, OK, we won't go, we won't go to the hospital, we won't cry, it's OK, Jingjing, it's OK. I'm here. There won't be anything for you. "

Xiaomei gently comforts her for a long time until her mood stabilizes. Jingjing lies in his arms, her crying voice is hoarse, as if to vent her long suppressed emotion.

"My good sister, why are you willing to die for that bastard?"

Nie Jingjing did not answer her, she could not hear any voice.

Xiaomei put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt, but she didn't rush out. Instead, she sat down and Jingjing glared at him, a little confused.

"Why do you do that?" Suddenly Xiaomei said.

Jingjing is still immersed in her own world. She doesn't keep up with her rhythm all of a sudden. I don't know what she suddenly asked?

"Is it because of Lancang? You saw the report Xiaomei continued, not doubting, but affirming.

There is no doubt that Nie Jingjing will be like this, except for Lancang, it will not be any other reason.

Jingjing was stunned. Her face became cold and her pupils narrowed slightly. After a long silence, he and she spoke slowly, "I don't know how to face him all the time..." Jingjing said to herself, with a light and sad tone, like the misty clouds.

Xiaomei didn't say anything. She hugged Nie Jingjing tightly, and her eyes were full of sympathy.

"Well, go to sleep, Jingjing. You can have a good sleep."

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The sun shines on Nie Jingjing's face through the gauze curtain, and her long eyelashes blink, as if she is being baptized by the sun.

Stretch out both hands to feel the temperature of the sun. The sun shines on Jingjing through the gap of her fingers. Clearly sad she, but because of such a good weather, inexplicably also with the mood up.

Lazily stretched a stretch, and then opened the velvet quilt, simple wash. Sitting in front of the dresser, she put on a light make-up for herself, but it's just a Lancang. She won't let herself die. If she can't, she must show them that Nie Jingjing is not so fragile.

Pick up everything, take your own bag, take a taxi, take out the earphone cable, put it on and listen to the music in your mobile phone.

After getting out of the taxi, Nie Jingjing goes to the shopping mall. She doesn't notice. The teenagers who look like high school students behind her are paying attention to her all the time.

"Which school is the girl from? Why have you never seen her? "

"I don't know, but it's really beautiful. It looks like a goddess in my mind. Hehe, you are not allowed to rob me. I'll call soon." Student little c answered the question of little p just now.

When she got off the bus, Nie Jingjing was stopped by the students in front of her. She was startled.

"What's your name, which school? May I have your number, please Small C slightly some shy, but overbearing incomparable asked.

"Me?"

Nie Jingjing was stunned and looked around as if there were no other girls

"Yes, why haven't we met you before? Give me your phone number. If you are willing to be my girlfriend, I will pick you up to school every day and prepare love breakfast for you every day. You can see that I am handsome and expert. You will never lose out. "

Later, the student little C was shameless. They followed Nie Jingjing all the way. They should have got off the bus long ago, but they didn't show up until Nie Jingjing arrived at a place where there were few people.

"Little brother, I have graduated from college for a long time."

Small C scratched his head, some incredible looking at that thin figure, how to see this girl is still very young, ah, can it be because he wanted to refuse to deliberately say so?

Originally some gloomy mood, because this farce also followed up better, never thought that this kind of thing stopped by high school students to express themselves would happen in themselves.

Is it because she wears too casual today, so it's too misleading?

Think about and inexplicably laugh up, think of that little boy don't believe the appearance will feel funny. She thinks that she seems to be ten years old during this period of time, but some people misunderstand her as a high school student. No wonder those aunts like to be praised as young."What's so funny?"

"Hey, it's just a good thing not to tell you."

Although this kind of thing is very funny, it is not easy to publicize everywhere. Perhaps because of her many words, accidentally spread to the boy's ears, hurt self-esteem, after all, people's words are terrible, although she trusted Xiaomei very much.

The smile on Nie Jingjing's face is full of sunshine.

She signed up for a short-term ceramic course, and there was nothing else to do when she came to p island for vacation, so she found something meaningful to do. In addition, she had deep-sea phobia since childhood, so she was afraid to go to the seaside.

After lunch, Nie Jingjing came to the place where she studied ceramics.

When she came to the studio where she was studying ceramics, the master had already come early. The yellow mud on her hand suggested that the master had been here for a long time.

Nie Jingjing has been studying here for several days, so the ceramic master is familiar with her.

"Good afternoon, master."

"Good afternoon, Jingjing."

For this master of ceramics, Nie Jingjing admires her from the bottom of her heart. Although she doesn't know what she wants, she never does exhibitions or goes to any competitions.

Mingming's craftsmanship is already the top level. I don't know how many people want a master's work, but the master still stays in the studio and seriously creates one classic work after another.

"Master, what do you want to learn today?"

"Practice today!"

Soil training is to keep kneading the newly bought soil into chrysanthemum shape, and then drop the clay onto the table until it is smooth.

"Well, good."

Although the master asked her to do the most basic things, she knew that as a monk, she should start from the basics, not to mention practicing soil is not a simple thing.

A good ceramister must be one who has a good command of every process. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, he will not be able to make a perfect ceramic work.

The master, who had always been immersed in his ceramic works, looked up silently at the girl who rolled up her sleeves and kept hitting the clay. Although her thin arms and legs always made him doubt whether he would give up halfway.

But unexpectedly, after so long, Nie Jingjing still insisted. In the heart silently thought, this is indeed a good seedling.

"Master, it's more and more like a secret base."