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    "It's not difficult." Lying on the bed, Song Yingying hugged her beloved doll bear, and called Wen Yijia. When she thought of something, she suddenly became happy, "Wen Yijia, when you come back, you will call me senior sister!"

    He took a break from school for half a year, and when he comes back, he definitely won't be in the same class as her, so he wants to call her senior sister!

    "Not necessarily." On the phone, Wen Yijia's voice was very soft, "I will graduate before you, do you believe it or not?"

    Song Yingying thought of high school. He started doing high school questions in the first year of high school, and also worked as a teaching assistant for the teacher.  Grabbing a handful of doll bears, he firmly said: "Impossible! It's useless if you earn enough credits in advance! You can't graduate in advance!"

    "It's 'generally you can't graduate early', not 'you can't graduate early'." He said, "I remember your Chinese scores are good, why can't you tell the difference?"

    Song Yingying was so angry that she grabbed the doll bear, wishing it was Wen Yijia, and squeezed it hard: "You are so annoying!"

    It's so annoying to use IQ to suppress people!

    Paused, then casually said: "Wen Yijia, your voice is so low, is the microphone broken?"

    "It could also be that your receiver is broken."

    "I bought a new mobile phone!" She said angrily, "It's dead! I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

    After speaking, I hung up the phone.

    On the other end of the phone, Wen Yijia was in so much pain that she almost bit her lip.  Mother Wen stood by the bed, touching his face distressedly: "Jiajia"

    "It's worth it." Wen Yijia forced a smile, and handed over the phone, "I'll go after her when I'm well."

    Mother Wen nodded, and said with tears in her eyes, "Okay, mother will help you, and I will definitely catch her."

    Song Yingying received packages from Wen Yijia one after another.

    Still a lot to eat.  Some have pigs painted on them, and some have fairies painted on them.  Song Yingying knew that the one who drew the pig was made by Wen Yijia, and the one who drew the fairy was done by Wen Ma.  The first time she ate the snacks from Wen's mother, she told him that his mother was gentle and capable, just like a fairy.

    "Yingying, are you in a relationship?" After Song Yingying received another package, her roommate asked her.

    Song Yingying shook her head: "No. This is a gift from a friend."

    "Friend" The roommate's expression was a bit unpredictable, "I send you food every week, you are really a 'good friend'."

    Song Yingying wanted to refute that they were indeed good friends, but she opened her mouth and hesitated again.

    She was actually a little unsure.

    She always thought that she and Wen Yijia were friends.  At least, that's how she felt until college.

    But recently, how should I put it, every time she calls or texts Wen Yijia, she always feels that the relationship between him and her is not that simple anymore.

    But not sure, because he didn't say it clearly.

    In high school, she once asked him if he liked her?  He said he didn't like it.  It doesn't make sense to fall in love with her after going to university and leaving?

    Anyway, she didn't feel this way, and even gradually forgot him because of the distance.  If he hadn't sent her things often, and was willing to call and send text messages, she would have forgotten him.

    Busy study and rich club activities occupied her too much mind, and she didn't have much energy to think about him.

    Many thoughts came to mind, some were proving that he and she were just friends, and some pointed out that friends would not make people feel ambiguous, at least she had never felt ambiguous before.

    She shook her head vigorously to get rid of those thoughts.  He didn't even speak, not necessarily.  Maybe it's because she sees other people dating every day, and she's a little bit misshapen, let's think wildly.  It would be embarrassing if I misunderstood.

    The final exam is coming soon.  After a semester of serious study, Song Yingying felt that she did well in the exam.  After the exam, she went shopping with her friends, planning to buy some gifts to take home.

    Wen Yijia sent her a lot of food, so she had to express it no matter what.

    I bought him a pair of kitchen gloves with the pattern of Piggy printed on them, implying that he should remember to wear gloves when he cooks again.  However, when he got the gloves, he couldn't help laughing, and he still didn't bury him.  I bought another drawing board, intending to pass the time for him while recuperating.

    Then I bought a pink scarf for Mother Wen.  As Wen Yijia is so white, Mama Wen should also be very white.  She speaks so softly, she should look good in pink.

    Bought some gifts for family and friends.  She also bought it for Bai Ling. When she bought it, she hesitated for a long time. She heard from Yang Zijin that Bai Ling had moved, so she didn't know where to send it.  After thinking about it,Song Yingying said with a smile, "He's in touch with me now."  "

    Yang Zijin's face darkened.

    Put down the chopsticks, take a cigarette, and smoke it.

    His Ling Ling hadn't come back yet, but Wen Yijia made some noise first, and coaxed Song Yingying into a smile, why should he?

    Bastards are not eligible for happiness!

    He took a few puffs of cigarettes, exhaled hard, put out the cigarette, and suddenly made a smirk: "It's halfway through the freshman year, you don't plan to have a boyfriend?"

    Song Yingying blushed: "What? Don't talk about it. I only want to study in my heart."

    Yang Zijin laughed loudly: "You got it! Forget about being in high school, it's all in college, and you're an adult, okay?"

    Song Yingying was a little embarrassed: "Why are you doing this? Don't tell me if you see through it, don't you know?"

    Actually, it's not that she doesn't want to talk about it. She sees the sweetness of her roommates every day, and she is also very envious, okay?  It's true that none of the boys chasing her is very handsome, and occasionally there is a handsome guy who is either arrogant or slippery, and she doesn't like it.

    She always felt that among the boys she met, no one could compare to Wen Yijia in terms of character alone regardless of appearance.  Either childish, or flirtatious, or too aggressive, or not considerate, there are always various problems anyway.

    While she was eating with her head down, Yang Zijin took out his phone, opened the photo album, curled his lips, and swiped one by one.

    He built a folder, put photos of his good-looking friends in it, and handed them to Song Yingying: "Take a look, do you like any of them?"

    Yang Zijin is handsome, and his friends are also tall and handsome, especially when he built a separate folder, all of them are handsome at first glance. Song Yingying's eyeballs are stuck and she can't move.

    Seeing her appearance, Yang Zijin knew there was something going on, so he let out a laugh, leaned over, and introduced whomever she saw.

    After flipping through a dozen or so sheets, Song Yingying suddenly paused.

    She saw a boy, tall and handsome, with dark skin and a bright smile, and he was wearing a basketball uniform, which reminded Song Yingying of the school girl she once liked.

    The appearance of the school grass is a bit blurred, but the overall feeling is still imprinted in my mind, and at this moment it gradually overlaps with the appearance of this handsome guy.

    "Like this?" She watched for a long time, and Yang Zijin noticed it all of a sudden, and immediately said: "His name is Wu Yue, he is from the Department of Foreign Languages, he is one level above us, and he is now a sophomore"

    Song Yingying listened to his introduction, as if she was really interested in this boy, she immediately pushed the phone to him: "No! I don't like it!"

    Yang Zijin snorted, and put the phone back: "If you don't like it, forget it."

    Song Yingying didn't quite get used to him being so straightforward.

    Ask her again!  Persuade her again!  Who wouldn't like such a handsome boy?  She's just being reserved!

    However, Yang Zijin didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and he didn't let her look at the handsome guy behind him, which made Song Yingying hold back a mouthful of blood.

    However, the blood soon dissipated.

    Two days later, Song Yingying had no class and planned to go to the library for a walk.  As soon as he went downstairs, he was stopped by a tall, handsome boy in a basketball uniform.

    He smiled enthusiastically and brightly, and his eyes were bright: "Hi, classmate. I'm from N University. I came here to play a basketball game. I can't find the basketball court. Can you help me to show me the way?" (Remember the website address of this website: www  .hlnovel.com
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