Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

As for Qin Shiting.

You don't have to think and know that Tsinghua North Oxford Harvard Technologies is waving at him happily.

Everyone is excited today, and they don't have to wear school uniforms. Everyone is wearing all kinds of clothes they like, and even a few of them are wearing strange outfits, so don't exaggerate.

It's not as relaxing as singing today.

She's actually been blaming herself.

She thinks she screwed up their relationship.

The song was lost all morning. She didn't listen much when the teacher entered the class to talk about everyone's grades and what aspects of college entrance exam volunteering were. But I think I heard Teacher Zhao specifically call Qin Shiting's name. Ask him if he really filled in college entrance exam volunteering correctly? At that time, Qin Shiting only said no, and she didn't notice anything else.

It was sad to read the song. Although she didn't write about the loss on her face, before everyone left school at noon, she lay on the table and suddenly realized that she really didn't look forward to the college entrance exam and graduation at all. She preferred to sit with Qin Shiting in the same class every day facing a boring review, she didn't want to be separated.

She had a slight shadow under her eyes because she knew she was coming to school today to see Qin Shiting, and she didn't sleep well last night.

Everyone was ready to go, and the song was still lying there, and they weren't asleep, but they were falling asleep.

Qin Shiting turned to see her: “If you are sleepy, go home to sleep. Don't sleep here. Time to go. ”

He sat up and didn't respond, just picked up his bag and walked with him.

As usual, she left the school with her class as before. When she returned home, she could take the middle road. Uncle Tai didn't know the exact time of her temporary departure from school today, so she didn't drive over to wait for her.

The singer continued to follow him until she did not turn to go that way, but continued to move forward at the intersection where she should normally be separated.

Usually Qin Shiting said less, even reading songs from time to time is particularly silent today.

She didn't even say a word to him that she was going home today, just walking so silently.

Until the other road ahead, in fact, until now she does not know where Qin Shiting's house is, whether he lives alone or where. He did not say that she has not followed this far.

She stopped at this junction. After all, she was a little far from home and had to take a taxi at home.

Here she turned her eyes towards Qin Shiting next to her and looked up at him for a moment. Her eyes suddenly fell on his neck in the neck of his shirt. Her gaze stopped there for a moment.

Gordon read, stared at Qin Shiting's movements, and at the moment he looked over his side forward, saw the more obvious marks there, so he stared for a dozen seconds, then suddenly came to him.

Qin Shiting turned to look at the figure she suddenly leaned so close to. He didn't avoid it. He just asked: "What's wrong? ”

He didn't answer the song, but suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his shirt collar and pulled it down hard.

Qin Shiting frowned at her because of this action. She raised her hand and was about to pull her neck back up. When she read the song, she looked him in the eye and stubbornly refused to let go. She was so stubborn for half a day, until Qin Shiting gradually loosened the force in his own hands.

Read a song, and it pulled his collar apart, and then his eyelids jumped.

His shoulder was tied to the back with marks of being hit by heavy objects, bruises and purple, and even a cut near the artery next to his neck. Just a little deeper, he could cut into the artery of his neck, although it should have happened at least a few days ago, but the chant was still red in the eyes.

“How did you do that?” Her voice was a little mute and a little trembling.

Qin Shiting pushed down her hand, pulled the shirt collar back up, caressed the collar at will, and covered all the wounds hidden under the clothes.

Still standing there reading songs, looking up to Qin Shiting.

Qin Shiting did not speak, but lifted his hand and gently touched her head like a soothing touch, rubbing her soft hair a little messy and then helping her to smooth it back, then whispered: “It's okay. ”

She remembered that he and his mother had seemed to have had a bad relationship before, and she remembered that time when he said that he had crushed the glass and remembered the person who was standing outside the scenic spot that day who looked like a bad person.

She stood very close to him and could easily breathe the clean smell on him. She was only shy and happy when he was particularly close to herself in the scenic spot that day, but now she's only sad.

“Did the Qin family offend anyone? Or did something happen? Even though there are so many threats to the safety of family members in Haumen, aren't those things usually done to children? You're not a kid. Why would anyone move your ideas? But if it's not for these reasons, how did you..."

In fact, there were some incestuous words to sing, and she just knew that she was sad and hurt.

She sucked on her nose after she spoke.

“It's nothing to do with that. I hit myself. Don't even think about it.” Qin Shiting didn't explain, he just picked up a car to let her in, then let her tell the driver the address of the Times, and then left.

He knew she wanted to go home, even though she didn't say he didn't ask.

What can't he say about someone so intelligent? The Qin family is a big family of four in Haicheng. Perhaps the family matters are complicated and cannot tell one of her outsiders, but the wounds on his body are so alarming, but he doesn't seem to have seen a doctor. After looking at the wounds in his neck artery, he knows that he hasn't even taken medicine.

She sat in the car, disturbed, and lowered her head and texted him: [How many days have you had a neck injury? Be careful, don't get infected.]

Qin Shiting replied: [Hmm.]

He actually replied to this text.

When I read the song forward, I saw the question I had asked before the two sentences, and many days earlier I had not waited for a reply.

So he really wasn't going back.

She dropped her phone and looked out the car window. Suddenly she felt that it was really her fault that made the situation like this. Ming Ming a while ago, she and Qin Shiting were quite close.

But he seemed to be keeping his distance from her, and although it looked no different, she could feel it.

After Qin Shiting saw the text message, he stood on the side of the road for a while. The taxi in which he read the song had safely walked away until another road car shadow disappeared on the roundabout road.

When she returned home, she went back to the college entrance exam results after reading the song and turned on her computer. She wrote down Qin Shiting's quasi-examination number and finally had the courage to check him out.

The score is much higher than she expected.

It's really Qin Shiting.