Press the elevator button, waiting for the top floor of that moment, Jiang Qingyao's heart suddenly began to accelerate.
She can't help but pinch the movie ticket in her hand. She can't help but start to think about what to say when she sees he LAN Junyan and when she meets him
All kinds of imaginations, all kinds of small tension, small emotions are surging.
The more he Yantian is close to the cinema, the more afraid she will be.
But.
I just ran away.
She didn't like it.
Finally, after Huo Xiangxiang got such a chance to get along alone, she could not escape!
All the way.
Jiang Qingyao did this psychological construction, nervous came to the door of the cinema.
Huo Xiangxiang's movie tickets were given by Qin Mo for nothing.
When Qin Mobai gave Huo Xiangxiang the ticket, he lanjunyan also got the ticket, and he got to the cinema one step earlier than Huo Xiangxiang.
As soon as Jiang Qingyao arrived at the cinema gate, He Lan Jun Yan was waiting there.
He Lan Jun Yan, who was sitting there, turned his head and looked at him. The man he saw was Jiang Qingyao. He seemed to be stunned for a moment. Then, he came over with a frown.
Seeing him approaching, Jiang Qingyao's heart beat faster.
She was frozen in place, I don't know whether to move forward or not, so she watched Helan Junyan approach.
Without waiting for her to speak, He Lan Junyan took the lead in asking questions.
"How is it you?"
How is it you?
It's obvious that I don't want to see her.
Jiang Qingyao's heart was half cold in an instant.
She was staring at the handsome young man in front of her, and her voice was as low as a gnat.
"It's Xiangxiang..."
Before Jiang Qingyao finished speaking, He Lan Junyan left with a cold face.
Jiangqing Yao Leng there, slow half beat to turn around, looking at He Lan Jun Yan quickly away from the back, she opened his mouth to call him.
But.
He Lan Junyan has already walked to the elevator.
Soon.
The teenager disappeared into her sight.
Jiang Qingyao can't help but pinch the bag in her hand. Her heart seems to be pierced by thousands of arrows. Her blood is dripping. She feels that her breath is a little uncomfortable.
Because she is not Huo Xiangxiang, does not want to stay for a quarter of an hour?
At this moment, Jiang Qingyao confirmed the fact that Huo Xiangxiang was in the heart of Helan Junyan, and his weight was very heavy and could not be replaced.
……
On the other side.
Huo Xiangxiang, who had already returned home, ate and drank a lot to comfort his little heart.
Tell the truth.
It's not a good feeling to match up the boys you like with other girls.
She likes Helan Junyan, like will produce some exclusive emotions, want to occupy all of Helan Junyan, want him to revolve around himself.
But.
In order to be able to have a longer relationship with Helan Junyan, she chose to continue to be friends with him and hide her true feelings.
But that doesn't mean she doesn't mind something.
However, she is also loyal to her choice, because it is her own choice, because she knows that he LAN Junyan will not like her type.
And then.
It was not her own conjecture.
She heard it from Jun Yan of Helan.
One day last year, she and He Lan Junyan and Qin Mobai were not sure what they were talking about. All of a sudden, they talked about the so-called dream lover.
Then.
Huo Xiangxiang assumed a lot of possibilities, compiled several types of girls, let Helan Junyan choose, asked him which one he liked.
He Lan Junyan chooses a girl with long hair and looks gentle, virtuous and pure.
In reality, this standard corresponds to Jiang Qingyao.
That day, beside the wishing tree, He Lan Jun Yan's eyes followed Jiang Qingyao. Huo Xiangxiang was a little sad at that time.
But after thinking about it, I accepted the fact.
Who let Jiang Qingyao be the type of lover in his dream?
But she and He Lan Junyan's dream lover's image is very different, where dare to hope what?
After dinner.
Huo mother Fang Yuan came to Huo Xiangxiang's room alone. When she went in, she saw Huo Xiangxiang lying powerless on the table top, looking a little decadent.
"When I eat, I think you're not right and in a bad mood?"
Hear the sound.
Huo Xiangxiang immediately raised his head and subconsciously tried to cover up the fact that he was in a bad mood.
"What's wrong? Mom, you think too much. I was just too hungry. As a result, I couldn't bear to eat. Now I'm too full and I want to sleep.""All right."
Fang yuanlue nodded helplessly and did not pierce her daughter's little lie.
She went to her daughter, looked at her desk, put her hand on her shoulder and patted: "do you want me to get you two tablets to avoid stomach discomfort?"
"No, mom. I'll just have a rest. You don't have to worry about me."
"Well, whatever you want, I'll go out first."
"Well."
Seeing his mother leave, Huo Xiangxiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then he fell on the table again.
She sighed gently, thinking that, before the formal love, it has already made people so tired. If they really fall in love in the future, is it not too much?
Living room on the first floor.
Huo's father, Huo Donglin, is sitting on the sofa watching the ball game.
Hearing the footsteps of his wife coming, he turned to look at her.
"Well, what's the situation?"
Fang yuanlue shook her head helplessly.
"I can't ask, she won't say, but I think it's in a bad mood. You know her temperament. The more you want to ask, the less you can ask. Let her go."
After hearing the speech, Huo Donglin fell into deep thought and said, "that's what I said, but recently There are a lot of times when Xiangxiang is in a bad mood. "
Fang Yuan said yes, but she was not particularly worried.
"Her age is just a blooming girl in love. What can make her feel more troubled should be emotional things."
“……”
Hearing the emotional matter, Huo Donglin was alarmed and frowned.
"Do you think it's necessary to talk to her? What if she is bullied by other boys?"
Fang Yuan said slowly:
"you don't have to worry so much about this. I don't think she's been bullied like that. It's just that some things can't be figured out, but we parents can't help much in emotional matters. Let her experience and understand by herself is the king's way."
"I'm worried about being bullied."
Huo Donglin repeated this sentence.
It is said that his daughter is the little lover of his father's last life. As an old father, Huo Donglin holds his little cotton padded jacket in the palm of his hand as a treasure.
But.
He also agreed with his wife's statement that if he interfered too much, it might be counterproductive.
Think about it like this.
Huo Donglin asked, "what should I do?"
"Let it be. At most, she is depressed, not like she was when she was a child. After all, she is almost 18 years old now, and she is an adult. She can think of some things by herself. Even if she really takes some detours, it is her life experience and indispensable."
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