Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

He will. Think about studying medicine?

But in his case, he could clearly go to a better school, and with the strength of the Qin family, he would definitely be a top coach in the financial world in the future.

And what she wanted, but she could just sit in the hospital room and smile at every patient who came to see the doctor to help them solve all sorts of complications, not to say that saving lives and wounds is such a great dream, it's actually just a hobby, a deep-rooted hobby influenced by grandpa since childhood.

Qin Shiting can take a better path, doctor, this road is not suitable for him.

Reading songs breaks unrealistic fantasies in his heart and smiles at him: “I'm joking, you can be Qin General, a scientist, chemist physicist or a leader in the business finance industry. A doctor who suffers every day is not for you. ”

The young girl, who was still hopeful, regained her senses in the blink of an eye, her emotions were all on her face, and she didn't need to ask, but she could tell, her face was full of writing: I don't want to drag you from the glorious heights of gold to the bitter abyss of the medical profession.

Qin Shiting did not say more, retracted his gaze and continued reading the book before him.

When I read the song, I took a sip of coffee, looked down at the coffee in front of me, exhaled gently, and calmed down.

Yes, he cannot be begged to study medicine with himself because of his own selfishness. Qin Shiting's future is far from being on the same line as her little goal.

So, since it is impossible to be together in the future, she can still converge on her favorite part of him, keep this friendly table relationship, otherwise she will be afraid of depression after the college entrance exam.

After she turned over a few pages, she closed the book: “Well, it's not too early. Let me borrow these books to go home and read them. Qin God, you should also go back early. Now the world is chaotic outside. It's not safe for nice boys to walk outside too late. ”

After speaking, she stood up directly, looked up at Qin Shiting because of what she had said and looked at him, harshly and harshly, trying to restrain herself from the emotions in her heart, and hugged those books and walked away.

Sitting there, Qin Shiting turned her head and looked at the shadow of her head. Her eyes were pale, but it seemed that there was a clear stream hidden in it, and she trickled over.

After returning to Villa Rushui, I read the songs and put the books on the couch, and then sat next to them and stared at them.

What's wrong with her today?

Isn't everything all right?

Qin Shiting was just asking her, do you want him to study medicine?

If he didn't like her at all, he would certainly not continue this conversation with her. He was obviously asking her.

But why didn't she answer? Why did you retreat when you took a step in the right direction?

This shouldn't be her!

But this way of studying medicine was not suitable for him. It is now mid-April. In two months, more than 60 days, it is the college entrance exam.

Is she going to let Qin Shiting give up his brilliant future and beg him to study medicine with himself for the sake of the same table for more than sixty days?

Reading the song, he lay down directly on the couch, his hands tightly codified into fists, didn't feel relieved, and kicked down the medical books on the couch, continued to bury his face on the back of the couch.

So sad.

My heart is sore and sore.

I always felt like I missed one of my most wanted relationships, but she couldn't.

Mom's right, they're all young, no one can take responsibility for each other's future, now she can ask him to accompany him to study medicine, then what?

That's the prince of the Qin family. His future, his future, should not be trapped in the hospital's clinic or operating table.

His future should be bright.

At the end of the day, she fell asleep on the sofa, and when she woke up, nothing happened. It was just a blockage in her heart. On the day she dreamed of graduation, Qin Shiting never returned to her back. She actually cried in agony, crying and crying, and she felt a wet and cold patch on the sofa, opened her eyes violently, sucked her nose, and found herself lying on the sofa all night, crying again.

She hurried up, picked up her phone and looked at the time, it was 3: 00 in the morning.

She sucked on her nose again, got up and went to bed, slept till dawn, took a shower and rushed out the door.

When I got under the tree outside the school, I hesitated for a while, but I didn't want to give up the chance to walk in with him every day and wait there.

The result is twenty minutes.

Time is about to learn from itself in the morning. Even Qin Shiting's shadow cannot be seen at the intersection in front.

When I read the song, I saw the time again. I shouldn't have. Qin Shiting wouldn't be late. He has been walking this way lately. If he wanted to change the way, he would have texted her, and basically he didn't change the way, unless his mother's car showed up, but that time he also said to come and let her wait.

She hesitated to open Qin Shiting's number and dialed it a few minutes later.

I never called him, I just texted him.

Suddenly she called and heard her heartbeat rate as if it had slowed down with the sound of "beep”, so slow that she could only hear her heartbeat and beep on the phone, and could not hear the classmates talking and walking in front of her.

The beep on the phone lasted a long time and was not answered until the end.

The song frowned and she didn't know what had happened. She hoped that because it was Monday, Qin Shiting had stayed in the library too late last night, but had just overslept.

On this day, singing was a teacher stepping into the class bell tone. He sat in his seat and waited all morning to see Qin Shiting. When he went to lunch with Zhao Xiaoqing, he was not even in the mood for a good meal. He tasted like chewing wax and called Qin Shiting after eating.

I've texted so many times before, but I haven't called. He didn't answer the phone in the morning. Now...

In fact, she doesn't know how she feels. Whether he's not around or doesn't want to answer his phone.

If Qin Shiting doesn't come this whole day, there is no contact between the phone and the text, then I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep again tonight.

On the way back to the cafeteria, Zhao Xiaoqing noticed that she was not in a good mood to sing. She also knew that Qin God was not here today, presumably because of this reason, so she didn't ask much. She was just turning the subject off and trying to distract the song.

Back in the classroom, I didn't see Qin Shiting's figure. I sat in my seat reading songs. I was particularly panicked and restless.

This feels really bad.

Why didn't he come to school?