If in the past, Jiang warm heart heard such words do not know how happy, but now, the heart is a little sad.

When a person learns to let go, he often has experienced all kinds of unbearable experiences.

Hang up the phone, lingxiaoyou pinch a ointment into the bathroom.

Although the lip is not swollen, but the tongue and inner lip of a few small wounds are not good, she hate on the medicine, heart and Lu Chengli whipped a meal.

For five days in a row, it was the same, which broke Ling Xiaoyou's cognition of Lu Chengli.

On Friday evening, when Lu Chengli put the packing box in Ling Xiaoyou's hand again, Ling Xiaoyou stepped back and avoided Lu Chengli's hand.

"Little?" Lu Chengli looked at her in surprise.

Ling Xiaoyou calmly looked at him, eyeground without waves, a pair of hands back in the back.

Lu Chengli's heart sank, he would rather lingxiaoyou to quarrel with him, to make trouble with him, to hit him, to bite him, to vent, but now lingxiaoyou did nothing.

She just looked at him calmly, as if not willing to give him any emotion.

He wanted to escape for no reason.

It should be that way.

Lu Chengli put things at Ling Xiaoyou's feet and ran away, as if for fear that she would say anything to him again.

Ling Xiaoyou is stunned. She looks at the food in the packing box and the man running away. Suddenly she wants to sneer. Does he think it's ok?

"Lu Chengli!" She yelled at his back, "it's no use! Don't waste your time! "

The figure who had gone away stopped and soon ran away again.

It seems that only in this way can Ling Xiaoyou's words be regarded as not having been said.

Life repeats day by day, the weather turns cool day by day, and people begin to wear sweaters and windbreaker.

That day, Ling Xiaoyou came downstairs. In the thick fog, a figure quickly came up, "little, it's so cold, you don't sleep any more?"

Ling Xiaoyou ignored him. Lu Chengli took out a box from his arms and handed it to her, "steamed stuffed bun and small picture scroll, haven't you eaten for a long time? Do you want to have a taste? I learned from my third sister-in-law. "

Today's Lu Chengli is dexterous. After several months of training, he has become familiar with the kitchen.

Ling Xiaoyou had a pause. She hadn't eaten this kind of food with oriental flavor for a long time. Although there is Chinatown here, she is busy in class and has hardly been there.

If you don't want to eat at all, it's impossible.

What's more, when she was in the Ling family, Jiang Wenxin's favorite breakfast was steamed buns, rolls with various porridge and vegetables, which was not only her favorite taste, but also her mother's taste.

However, hesitation is just an instant, Ling Xiaoyou turned his head.

Sugar coated shells, she will never accept!

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, don't go away. You take it and eat it. I use mushroom and carrot stuffing. It doesn't taste strange. You can eat it in the classroom."

"Keep it for yourself!" Ling Xiaoyou snorted.

When she finished, she trotted up, and still went to buy a hamburger and milk. Lu Chengli followed her, frowning, "Auntie, they asked you to come here, and they don't want to see you treat yourself so harshly. Xiaoxiao, why don't you listen to me?"

Ling Xiaoyou steps a meal, turned his head, eyes cool, but I don't know, the tone of the mouth is like ice on the Thames, "who are you, what relationship with me, why do you care about me?"

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