Murong Qiao hadn't noticed Nan Jin's existence at first.

After all, the curriculum was not fixed, and she didn't leave school in the evening every day. Recently, Murong Qiao, who had a headache with the paper, even went to ask the third brother for advice several times, so she simply stayed in the office and directly revised it.

But Nan Jin insisted on coming to Huida's gate every day.

He is surprisingly stubborn on this point, even if the overtime pay is so high that it makes one's eyes tantalize, or there is a time schedule conflict at work, Nan Jin will always come to the school gate on time and wait for the person she wants to see to appear.

He is so good-looking that girls can fall in love with him just by looking at him. Even if he stands there with a cold face, he can attract countless strike-ups, and some people call him senior.

When school was over in the evening, as soon as the bell rang, Yang Xin dragged Murong Qiao out of the school.

Girls are always more intimate when they hold arms, and Yang Xin even clings to her and chatters non-stop, chirping like a little sparrow.

It was not noisy, Murong Qiao turned his head sideways to listen to her speech, and responded from time to time, with a smile on his face unconsciously.

"Stop fiddling with your thesis all day, Qiao Qiao—you haven't come out to play for a few days, and you occasionally relax." Yang Xin poked her. "Otherwise, it's really a panda."

Although she wasn't the one who wrote the thesis, looking at Murong Qiao's dark circles for the past two days, Yang Xin felt tired looking at it.

However, seeing that Murong Qiao is still so energetic in class, and even taking notes beautifully and efficiently, Yang Xin said that the god of learning cannot be measured by a person, and it feels like not sleeping for 24 hours.

Yang Xin joked again, and spread his hands helplessly, "Don't curl up, don't curl up, you will be stupid if you curl up again."

"I'm just afraid that I'll be too busy later." Murong Qiaowen explained with a smile. "Because I'm not busy yet, I just did it."

After she finished speaking, she paused for a while, touched the position in front of her eyes again, and asked Yang Xin with a serious expression for a moment.

"Are the dark circles under your eyes really that serious?"

Hearing what Yang Xin said, it was rare for her to focus on other things. She even took out her phone and took a selfie to take a look at herself.

In case Huo Yichen sees himself like this, he might be told a few more words by the other party.

But Yang Xin didn't look back at her, and her eyes drifted to the bus station not far from the school gate.

The excitement is so attractive to people that as soon as he left the school gate, Yang Xin saw a few girls and a boy standing in the middle from a distance.

The taste of gossip, she immediately judged.

Yang Xin's eyes lit up, and he immediately took two steps over there.

She didn't forget that there was Murong Qiao beside her, so she elbowed her to signal Murong Qiao to take a look, but her eyes sent information to her brain first, making her feel a little familiar when she saw the boy's face.

"Huh?" Murong Qiao turned to look at Yang Xin blankly.

Yang Xin looked dazed, rubbed his eyes with his hands to confirm that he was not mistaken, and then fell into a strange silence, as if he was trying to organize his words.

She pursed her lips, and after hesitating, she reminded, "Qiao Qiao, that boy looks so familiar."

Seeing that he looks like her brother, Yang Xin added the second half of the sentence in his heart.

The person she saw was Nan Jin.

Some time ago, Nan Jin and Nan Xuan always came to wait for Murong Qiao at the school gate, and Yang Xin found out about the gossip about Xihua on the forum, and thus learned about the two elder brothers from Murong Qiao. .

"...It's him." Murong Qiao stared intently for a while, then nodded for confirmation.

There were two girls standing beside Nan Jin at a distance of 30 to 50 meters. Looking at the gesture of handing over the phone, she must have been accosted.

When Murong Qiao looked over, he happened to collide with Nan Jin who shook his head and refused, then looked over.

The moment the two looked at each other, Nan Jin seemed to be nailed by a nail, his movements were stiff and his body stood still like a statue.

But Murong Qiao only took a vain glance before turning his head, without any intention of going over to say hello, pulling Yang Xin to turn around and follow the original route.

Her tone was cold, her face sullen and indifferent. "There's nothing to see, let's go."

Yang Xin responded blankly, and trotted a few steps to follow behind Murong Qiao, obviously a little at a loss for the performance of the siblings.

She was even preparing to say hello in her heart just now.

Yang Xin poked in his heart, followed Murong Qiao for two steps, and felt as if someone was staring at him behind him.

When she turned her head, she saw Nan Jin looking at them, as if she was a little disappointed.

Nan Jin didn't expect her sister to leave without saying a word after seeing her.

It's not unexpected, in fact, maybe this is the real relationship between them, Nan Jin lowered her eyes and was a little absent-minded.

He felt empty in his heart, seeing Murong Qiao treating him like a stranger, he felt lost and sad emotions surged up until he was drowned.

When Nan Jin lowered her head, her slightly longer broken hair covered her eyebrows and eyes, her pale and handsome face was expressionless, and there was no smile at the bottom of her eyes, which really made people feel quite gloomy.

The two girls standing in front of Nan Jin looked at each other, and they didn't understand why the person who was looking at the school gate just now had a sudden change in mood.

"Senior?" The girl in front of him called him.

The girl plucked up her courage, and handed the phone to Nan Jin again, her shy tone seemed to have a substance, and the scarlet color left traces from her movements to her cheeks.

"Can I exchange contact information?"

The girl's voice caught Nan Jin back to his senses. He blinked his eyes to wake himself up, and then shook his head after realizing what the girl said.

"Feel sorry."

For the two girls who started talking, he politely shook his head and refused to exchange contact information, then hesitantly looked at the back of his younger sister who was shrinking and was about to disappear from his field of vision, Nan Jin finally followed her up .

Nan Jin couldn't tell what was on her mind, but her steps became more impatient step by step.

He chased Murong Qiao's back in his field of vision, staring closely at Clean as if he was afraid that he would disappear if he didn't pay attention.

Fortunately, he had tall legs and long legs, so he narrowed the distance between them after a short chase, and then slowed down to follow Murong Qiao at a distance of tens of meters.

Nan Jin took out her mobile phone in time to send a message to Murong Qiao, fearing that she would get angry again when she saw him.

Fingertips tapped repeatedly in the Jiugong grid, a few lines of words appeared and disappeared, and a small screen lit up on the phone carried all the complicated thoughts of Nan Jin at the moment.

【Jojo, I came to school today because...】

But after compiling several reasons, Nan Jin directly deleted the draft after getting entangled.

If after reading the news, my sister annoys him even more...forget it.

"Did, Didi——" the phone's alarm rang.

It was Nan Jin who set it for himself, and it was also the time he usually went home.

But today Nan Jin seemed to have lost her self-control, as if there was a magnet attracting Nan Jin to her sister.

It's always not safe for a girl to walk outside alone, and now that night is approaching, Nan Jin is a little worried about her sister's safety.

Of course, deep in his heart there was still a selfish desire that he could not express. In order for him to see his sister more, Nan Jin found a legitimate reason for himself.

But it took several days to find the reason.

Nan Jin seemed to have discovered a new world. Whenever she met Murong Qiao after school, she would quietly follow behind her sister and escort her all the way home.

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