Good Morning, Mr. President!

Jing Yu walked alone in the community.

The cold wind was blowing, and the sullenness in her chest was gone, and she felt better.

Before I got downstairs, I met the landlord's wife.

"Jingyu! You're still swaying outside, go back quickly!" The landlord's wife spoke to her.

Jing Yu asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your friend is here. He's been waiting for you to go back. It's been a long time."

friend?

Jing Yu's temperament has always been lukewarm, and her friends are only Qi Jinnian except those from the hospital.

And knowing that she lives here, no one except Qi Jinnian.

No, there is one more ...

Jing Yu flashed a figure in her mind, her heart suddenly jumped frantically, and her feet didn't even listen to the call, her pace was faster.

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the other side.

Jing Rong hung Jing Yu's phone and slumped in a wheelchair for a long time without moving.

Wen Yanzhi came in from the outside and saw him look dazed at a glance.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

Jing Rong returned to God and looked at Wen Yanzhi. After a moment of groaning, he said, "I think it's time for me to go away from you."

Wen Yanzhi's face sank. "Where can you go? Who are you looking forward to looking after you like this?"

"I can take care of myself." Jing Rong's voice remained calm.

Wen Yanzhi chuckled, "You can really look at yourself!"

His satire, Jing Rong was not angry. As if to prove that he could indeed leave here, he took a wheelchair, slowly got up, and took two steps forward.

Wen Yan's face grew colder.

For some time now, he always hoped that the boy could get better quickly, get up behind the wheelchair, and walk like a normal person. However, at this moment, when he finally staggered and took a step, he was not happy at all.

"That's it, you dare to say that you can take care of yourself? Don't give me a mess. When will you be fine, and you want to stay with me again, I won't keep you!" He continued sarcastically.

"Can't you be so angry?" Jing Rong was helpless in his tone.

"Am I angry? What can I be angry about!" Wen Yan shouted at him.

But in fact, can you not be angry?

This boy, before he really learned to walk, thought about leaving from him all day long. How annoying is he?

"I just want to talk to you and I don't want to quarrel with you." Jing Rong always maintained a calm attitude. This look made Wen Yanzhi feel more like a childish ghost in front of him.

He restrained his temper and sat down by the bed. Hold him in a wheelchair and sit back, turning him to face him, "chat. How do you want to talk?"

Jing Rong looked at Wen Yanzhi's eyes, "I can't live with you all my life."

One of Wen Yan froze, clenched his lips, and said nothing. The teenager is telling the truth.

"I leave early, and I leave late. Now my sister is alone, she needs me."

Jing Rong's voice was so mild and mild that Wen Yanzhi felt both frustrated and frustrated.

He couldn't bear Jing Rong.

However, in Jing Rong's voice, a little bit, even a little bit, never showed up.

Wen Yanzhi looked at him coldly, "To be honest, have you wanted to leave here for a long time?"

Jing Rong's thin lips were tight and silent.

Wen Yanzhi was irritated, "Is it so difficult for you to say something nice?"

"I have been thanking you very much."

"Cut ~" Wen Yanzhi said, "Thank you verbally, who is rare?"

Jing Rong stared at Wen Yanzhi, his hand pressed on the wheelchair arm rested tightly, and then released. Then he suddenly leaned forward and leaned forward.

Wen Yanzhi was angry, only to see the teenager's face leaning towards himself. Before I could figure out what was going on, a cold and soft touch came from my face.

However, the touch disappeared quickly.

The boy sat up straight again, "Is this okay?"

Wen Yanzhi was shocked, as if struck by Thunder, and looked at him stupidly. I haven't been back in a long time.

His eyes stared at Jing Rong.

Jing Rong was calm again, and he was very uncomfortable. "What kind of expression do you have? No matter what."

Wen Yanzhi finally returned to God, raised his hand and touched his cheek.

There seemed to be a fire there.

He glanced at Jing Rong. "Why didn't your relatives say hello before?"

Jing Rong blushed.

"Is that all right?"

"... OK. It's ... not quite in place. I haven't felt it yet, and you're over. Thank you and it's too dishonest." Wen Yanzhi put his face together and looked at him, "Or else, try again a bit?"

Jing Rong pushed him away, "Get away!"

He said, pushing the wheelchair to walk away, and Wen Yan's hand pulled him back again.

"Jingrong, you have to thank me, such a perfunctory kiss is not enough!"

Jing Rong pursed his lips and looked at him heavily.

"Have you heard a word?"

"What is it?"

"Look at each other!"

"..." Jing Rong looked cold, "Dream!"

Wen Yan snorted. "Then don't expect me to let you go!"

"I can never agree with one another, do you intend to raise me forever ?!"

"It's good to have a lifetime. Do you want me to support you forever?"

"No!"

Wen Yanzhi laughed out loud. "If you don't want to, then you should come and give yourself a compliment."

Asshole!

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Jing Yu quickly walked downstairs.

The closer you get, the faster your heart beats.

"Fish!"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind him. She stepped forward and looked up.

It wasn't the person she thought it was, it turned out to be ...

Liang Shengyi.

Jing Yu's eyes rose with disappointment, and he subconsciously said, "How are you?"

Liang Shengyi approached, and when he heard this, his face was stiff for a moment, "Who do you think?"

Jing Yu looked back, shaking his head sadly.

Yes!

Who does she think it is? !!

Who else can it be? !!

That person?

It's already over, isn't it? Why does she have such hope?

"So late, why are you here?" Jing Yu asked Liang Shengyi. The mood is lower than before.

"Today is such a special day for you, but I was not able to accompany you for a meal, and I feel very sad. Thinking about it, I still want to give you a birthday cake and watch you blow the candles before I can feel at ease." Liang Shengyi Then, carrying the cake down from the car.

Jing Yu had no heart.

However, the cake was delivered to the door, and she would be too ruthless if she refused.

"I accepted the cake, but you can save the candle blowing. It's really inconvenient here."

"I've come to your door, don't you plan to ask me to sit up?"

"Sheng Yi, it's getting late today," Jing Yu insisted, "I've been busy all day, and I'm a bit tired."

Her repeated refusal made Liang Shengyi impatient. He took a step forward and clasped Jingyu's hands with both hands. "Yuer, why are you so ruthless? Are you not over with that person now? Can you try to accept him now, why not try to accept me now? "

"You let me go!" Jing Yu struggled.

Why did Liang Shengyi want to let go? One hand wrapped around her waist pulled her closer to her, the other hand clasped her back.

Jing Yu was about to push him away, and suddenly, a familiar figure came out of the community building.