And no matter what Meng Ziheng thought in his heart, Wang Qianqian, who was carried by the princess all the way to the infirmary, was completely moved.

In the absence of the girls' school doctor, Song Ye took the initiative to take the medicine and pulled the curtain of the hospital bed, so fast that Xiang Qing didn't even respond.

"Hey, it's so outrageous for the young people now. You can do it yourself." The boys' school doctor sighed after realizing it. The young master and young lady Qian Youshi waved his hand and went out.

Xiang Qing was standing outside in embarrassment, and it was not easy to ask herself to take medicine. After a while, he hesitated to find an excuse to fetch water and left.

After leaving the door, she looked into the room again, her brows wrinkled indistinctly, and she felt a little dissatisfied with Song Ye, who had met for the first time. Even if she and Wang Qianqian are in a relationship, but this is in school, she doesn't avoid it in front of the teacher, she doesn't care, and she's not afraid of causing gossip to Wang Qianqian.

In the school doctor's room, Wang Qianqian looked at Song Ye who was pulling down the zipper of her school uniform a little flattered. She tried to speak several times and swallowed after seeing the expressionless face.

A large piece of Yuexiongkou's skin was exposed, and it was extremely red and swollen. The ointment was wiped on, and the pain caused her to tremble when she touched the blisters.

Song Ye's fingertips paused, and her movements became lighter again. After all the ointment was applied, she handed over the things in her hand, "I will use this for the first few days, I will find some if there are scars. The way to get rid of scars.”

"Huh? Well, good..." The hotness in her chest was covered with coolness, and Wang Qianqian's brain finally shifted her attention to the people around her. She always felt that Song Ye was a little different at this time.

Just as he was about to ask, he saw that Song Ye had already opened the white curtain and walked out. He turned on the faucet and was washing his hands. The sound of water was rushing, and the boy's voice came coldly and coldly, "Don't come with me at school in the future. already."

What? Wang Qianqian was stunned for a moment, but did not respond for a while. Xiang Qing at the door heard the voice and just came in, she saw Wang Qianqian trot a few steps to the boy, and gently pulled her arm, "Song Ye, yes Did I cause you trouble?"

"No." Song Ye turned off the water faucet and gently flicked her hand away, looking straight at Wang Qianqian in front of her with deep eyes, and said lightly, "Today's events are caused by me. That person originally wanted to target. man, it's me."

Although it wasn't her fault, and she would not apologize to Wang Qianqian, she did not want to happen again when it indirectly caused others to be injured.

How smart is Wang Qianqian, thinking of the gossip in the school after the military training that day, how can she not understand the behavior of the boy just now.

Seeing the young man standing alone in front of him, calm as before, and never showing the slightest emotion when he was isolated and excluded from the surroundings, Wang Qianqian suddenly felt a sore nose, sore bubbles in her chest, and the tears began to fall again.

Uh... Song Ye has a headache, she is not sociable, she doesn't know how to deal with the tears of a girl, she turned around to find some tissues for her, but in the next second, a pair of small hands hugged her from behind, tightly, as if carrying some kind of tissue. Suppressed emotions, stubbornly do not want her to leave.

"Song Ye, I don't blame you. It's not your fault. From the day you saved me, I've decided that you are my best friend. Even if everyone misunderstands you, I won't stay away from you." Wang Qianqian snorted Da Da, with a stubborn personality, she felt that she had shed tears for a whole year today, but when she thought of Song Ye's grievances, she felt inexplicably distressed.

Song Ye was quite unaccustomed to being treated by a nauseous confession, but Wang Qianqian patted the back of her hand out of good intentions. She finally chose to compromise, "Well, I know, we are friends."

friend.

Wang Qianqian responded hurriedly, and then let go of her hands and smiled, rubbing her eyes and muttering, "You know, getting a friend's testimonial from your mouth is more difficult than going to the sky. I can be considered a blessing in disguise. uh, huh..."

Song Ye reported this remark with a helpless smile, not knowing how to answer. She was used to being alone in her last life, and she was indifferent to most of the people and things around her, and she really had very few friends. And Wang Qianqian is Wang Yutang's daughter, and she has inherited her father's exquisite communication skills, making it comfortable to get along with.

In the past, Song Ye probably treated her more like a partner's daughter, and treated her with courtesy. Until this moment, maybe she accepted the title of friend from the bottom of her heart.

Wang Qianqian is right, the word friend is very rare and precious for her.

Xiang Qingqi was at the gate, watching this scene in the house, and his mind was full of questions. Could it be that these two people are close enough to be honest with each other, but they are not boyfriend and girlfriend?

Thinking of this, her impression of Song Ye was even worse. From her point of view, Song Ye, apart from having a good face, has a high-spirited personality, and his behavior doesn't care about the feelings of others. And I just said that I want to cut off contact with Wang Qianqian, no matter how I look at it, it seems like I'm trying to get hold of it, really a cunning boy.

After coming out of the infirmary, Song Ye took the initiative to take Wang Qianqian back to the dormitory. When talking about his new roommate, he only mentioned the name Meng Ziheng, which immediately attracted the exclamations of the two girls.

"It turns out that Meng Ziheng is your roommate. Now that the school starts, the two school teachers will live in the same room." Xiang Qing was full of emotion, and the focus fell on the equally outstanding faces of the two.

When Wang Qianqian heard the words, her expression was a little worried, "Song Ye, have you heard of the Meng family in the antique world of Shishi City?"

Song Ye shook his head, "I've never dabbled." In the metropolis, there are many powerful families in all walks of life. Although there are some connections between antiques and jade, after all, the fields are divided into different areas, so she can't cover everything.

In this regard, Wang Qianqian also expressed understanding and continued to analyze for her: "The Meng family is a family of antiques that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is a leader in appraisal and collection. However, in recent months, the Meng family has encountered a crisis. The source of the crisis is the people of the Bai family."

White House? Hearing this, Song Ye's eyes moved and he thought of something.

"The Bai family was originally a family led by Bai Dechang, but before the medicine stone line was passed down, the Bai family had always been involved in the antique world, and they had always been on a par with the Meng family. Later, the Bai family got the medicine stone inheritance. After this, they escaped from the antique world, and the two families lived in peace. But after the death of Bai Dechang, the remaining forces of the Bai family took the money from the sale of the shares to fight back in the antique world, and they held on to the Meng family. An antique appraisal genius has emerged."

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