Zhou Qin took the second love letter, ignored Qiong Jingjing and sat back on the bench, looking quietly.

Qiong Jingjing stood there, but couldn't walk, and she didn't know what to say if she didn't walk.

The air in the activity room is like solidification. Most people who have time in the painting club go to the drama club to help. There are only two of them in the activity room, and the atmosphere gradually changes strangely.

Zhou Qin was reading a love letter with a faint smile on her lips. The breeze outside the window blew in, disturbing the hair on her forehead. She gently pushed it away with her hand, elegant and calm.

Qiong Jingjing, who was standing aside, suppressed her irritability, but her tight hands and tight eyebrows still exposed her emotions.

Yang Xiaoyu was walking around outside, anxious, but couldn't help with anything.

She even doubted whether this task was torture of her nature, so her fate was so high.

A few minutes later, Zhou Qin finished reading the second love letter and took out a white letter from her music theory book, and handed it to Qiong Jingjing along with the previous two love letters.

"This is my reply, please give it to him."

"What is your reply?"

Qiong Jingjing didn't understand whether Zhou Qin's actions meant to refuse. If Zhou Qin refused herself, she might have a chance.

After a long wait, she got good news and couldn't help but feel excited.

"The boys are very serious and cute." Zhou Qin picked up her drawing board and said indifferently. Yu Guang glanced at Qiong Jingjing's surprised expression, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Tell that letter to that boy, I think he will be very happy."

Very happy? That's what I agreed? There should be a chance if I didn't agree.

Qiong Jingjing felt cold all over her body instantly. When she left the Art Department building with Yang Xiaoyu, she felt that even the sun outside was like decorations hanging in the sky, and could not bring her a trace of warmth.

Yang Xiaoyu, who had been by her side, didn't hear what they were talking about.

But Qiong Jingjing's condition is very wrong, and there is nothing wrong with this.

Qiong Jingjing, holding three envelopes in her hand, finally walked to a flower bed, sat down, and sobbed quietly.

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't watch it and then squatted down to comfort her, "Senior Sister Qiong, please cheer up, you can't give up just like that."

"Impossible, Zhou Qin is so beautiful and elegant, I can't compare to her."

"You can't say that. You and Wu Yue should have a emotional foundation, that's your advantage."

"No, I can't bind him with my previous feelings. This is a kind of kidnapping."

“…”

Yang Xiaoyu said everything he could think of in her mind, but in the end she was moved by Qiong Jingjing.

She likes Qiao Yang, but Qiao Yang only treats her as her sister at the beginning, and she has been using her previous feelings to bind him.

Before he knew it, Yang Xiaoyu sat under the flower bed like Qiong Jingjing.

"What's wrong with you?" Qiong Jingjing was frightened by Yang Xiaoyu's reaction. She didn't mention Qiao Yang in front of Zhou Qin. Why did she feel depressed?

"According to what you said, am I always kidnapped Qiao Yang?" Yang Xiaoyu felt aggrieved. "I have liked him since I was a child, but he has always regarded me as his sister. Even yesterday he forced him to sleep in the same bed with me."

Qiong Jingjing didn't expect that she would accidentally eat such a big melon, and asked in surprise: "Is it because you are the one with him that he agreed to be your boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"No." Yang Xiaoyu shook her head, "He put the pillow between us. Although I pretended to be asleep in the middle of the night, I kicked the pillow and lying on him to sleep, he did nothing."

"He probably didn't hate you, but why?" Qiong Jingjing couldn't understand Qiao Yang's thoughts at all, "Are you blood related?"

"No, he used to feel that falling in love with a girl was a waste of time, and even me was no exception." Yang Xiaoyu lowered her head and pulled the grass on the ground, her mouth full of grievances, "I have always forced him to be with me."

"No, if he wasn't the person he liked, how could he wish you to be with you?"

"But Isn't it said that you can't hide it if you like someone?"

"That depends on the person." Qiong Jingjing in turn persuaded Yang Xiaoyu, and her complex slowly opened up. "Maybe Qiao Yang is better at hiding his own emotional type. For example, like me, I have never told Wu Yue that I like him."

"But I secretly made something from him."

As he said that, Qiong Jingjing took out her cell phone and showed Yang Xiaoyu a photo.

The photo shows a castle built with metal pieces. From the roof of the castle to the windows, to the gate and watchtower, the details are very detailed and realistic, which shows that the maker is very attentive.

"So beautiful, did you do this?"

"Well, this is what I made with the drink he invited me to pull the ring."

"Just just a drink pull ring? How many drinks do you have to drink?"

"I started to accumulate it since I met him, and I only started to do it after I went to college." When talking about his works, Qiong Jingjing's eyes emitted light.

"Then show him this. Boys are sometimes more moved than girls." Yang Xiaoyu stood up and patted the weeds on her butt.

"Are you okay?" Qiong Jingjing was a little confused. Who was still feeling wronged just now?

"I'm fine, I just sit with you for a while when I'm tired of walking." Yang Xiaoyu smiled and blinked.

In fact, she doesn't care whether Qiao Yang has liked her in terms of men and women before, as long as he likes herself in the future.

But there was a moment just now that she was really inserted into it by Qiong Jingjing. This is probably the difficulty of the 400-point fate task.

Yang Xiaoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, but fortunately she held on.

"Senior Sister Qiong, just listen to me and make an appointment with Senior Wu Yue in the afternoon, and then you will confess your love to what you have made."

"But..." Although Qiong Jingjing has been in a much better mood since now, she has not become confident when she sees the three letters in her hand.

"No, Senior Sister Qiong, you have to be fair to yourself." Yang Xiaoyu grabbed Qiong Jingjing's arms with both hands and pulled her up from the ground.

"Even if senior Wu Yue still likes Zhou Qin in the end, you have to pass on your feelings for so many years to the other party." Yang Xiaoyu stared at Qiong Jingjing with bright eyes, "You can't be a deserter on the battlefield of love. Even if you fail, you will be better than Schrödinger's cat and keep it silent."

"Okay, I'll try." Qiong Jingjing gritted her teeth and nodded.

"I will accompany you at that time, just be assured and bold as you confess your love." Yang Xiaoyu waved her fist and said confidently.

When Qiong Jingjing saw Yang Xiaoyu thinking about her so much, she hugged her gratefully, "Thank you Xiaoyu, if I were a boy, I might have fallen in love with you."

"That won't work. I'm Qiao Yang's, no one can take it away." Yang Xiaoyu escaped from Qiong Jingjing's arms, protected her chest with both hands, and said seriously.

Qiong Jingjing was immediately happy. She had never been so happy during this period.
Chapter completed!