Do you think you can beat me before the end of the season?

If it was someone else, Qin Qing estimated that he would pull the black without saying a word, but the string of points on the head of the ID sending the message really gave the bottom of this sentence.

"I'm not sure." She truthfully replied that her casual tone almost made people feel no sense of war.

"Hehe, unlike your style, it's only a matter of time before you surpass at your current speed." On the contrary, the other party comforted him with a good temper.

Recently, the two have met frequently on the competition field. Compared with other players, the two sides are matched in strength, and gradually have a private exchange.

Qin Qing closed her sour eyes and tapped on her mobile phone with her fingertips. "I've been training for a month, and I'm a little busy."

The other party had already exceeded himself in time accumulation. Now he just caught up with the military training. According to the means of his own guardian, I'm afraid he doesn't have the energy to deal with the game.

"Military training? It's not August yet. "

Buzzing, the mobile phone vibrated, and the mobile phone information prompted her to come in. Qin Qing rubbed her eyes and just wanted to open it. Suddenly she heard two knocks at the door.

Suddenly, I didn't know which one was wrong. Qin Qing immediately pulled the quilt, choked his head, subconsciously held his breath, and when he knew it later, a row of black lines fell off his forehead.

Now she's not going out to kill people and set fire. She just came back. What is she doing in this conditioned reflex?

Seeing that the door handle had been unscrewed, the man's deliberate step of convergence had come in. In order to avoid embarrassment, Qin Qing had to pretend to sleep to the end.

As soon as Feng Yan came in and saw the window open, he first took a look at the people on the bed, and then went over to check it to make sure that he had not been trampled in and out. Then he silently closed the window.

"..." this kind of visual feeling that parents check the doors and windows of bear children in the middle of the night makes Qin Qing messy in the wind.

Qin Qing felt that if the other party came to cover her, she would collapse on the spot.

This feeling of being taken care of by people younger than themselves as bear children is really numbing.

However, without waiting for the other party's action, there was another sound in the quilt. In the silent night, the vibration of the mobile phone was infinitely expanded. Qin Qing, who was already guilty, breathed and stiffened in an instant.

"Hand it in." the man's indifferent voice blew up a burst of ice and snow in the room, and the temperature fell down. "During military training, military affairs management is implemented, and general mobile phones are prohibited."

This is a rule uniformly implemented by the whole school, and it is not accommodating because of the back door relationship.

The man wanted to wait until tomorrow, but now he doesn't have to wait.

Qin Qing, who was still holding her bag for the first time, slowly took off her quilt. In the dim light, her face turned red. It was not fear, but pure shame.

"Well, I just couldn't sleep and played a game." Qin Qing explained with a head of heat that she wanted to find a place to drill in. Once she had a criminal record, she would go with her.

"HMM." the man answered, but he didn't mean to pry into privacy. He put his mobile phone into his pocket.

Qin Qing thought it was over and was waiting for him to leave calmly.

As a result, the man turned and took two steps, pulled a chair from the table, and then sat straight by the bed.

"... what are you doing?" Qin Qing twitched the corners of his mouth, really unable to understand the man's operation.

The next second, the man took out his mobile phone, clicked twice, looked at the lit screen head and said, "listening to stories before going to bed helps sleep."

Bedtime story.

At that second, Qin Qing was almost suffocated by her breath. She held the quilt tightly in her hand, and stopped in a hurry: "no, I'll sleep now..."

Unfortunately, before she finished, the light music automatically played by the man's mobile phone had flowed out, accompanied by a low magnetic voice, "once upon a time, there lived a little princess in a kingdom..."

The man who didn't feel that his Grimm fairy tales were used to coax a 17-year-old girl. He was still straight and straight, and his rigid and monotonous tone was like making a statement and report.

At first, Qin Qing felt that the sky thunder was rolling and her face was so red that she wanted to hit people, but later she became unable to cry or laugh. During the countless times she wanted to remind each other to pay attention to her accent, her consciousness really gradually became blurred.

Before falling into a dream, she thought that in the future, men should stop telling stories to children, otherwise they must frighten people to cry.

The night gradually deepened, the girl on the bed was breathing evenly and steadily, and her hands were holding the corner to sleep soundly.

Feng Yan closed the page and stopped the music. He watched the dimple on the corner of her mouth in the dark. After a long stare, he raised his hand and gently scratched to the pink lips. His fingertips rested on it and quietly felt it. The touch was really as beautiful as imagination.

At that time, the mistake of leaving at one touch in the kitchen raised a strange emotion in his heart, eager to get closer, but when he was really close, the emotion was like a flame burning more and more violently.

He doesn't understand.

That night, Feng Yan, who thought fruitlessly, sat like this all night. He got up and left at dawn. In his cell phone locked into the cabinet, he lay quietly, and a few text messages were magnificently missed.

Hum.

"I heard that city B is mobilizing military training in the city. Are you in city B?"

Hum.

"It would be great if you were in city B, because the national exchange competition has just added a place, Yanhua high school, and we will meet soon."

……

Early the next morning, Qin Qing took her temperature, had breakfast, and was sent to school with excessive exercise pain.

"During the military training, you will stay with me and train more at night." before getting off the car, the man straightened his tone and made another regulation without expression.

Qin Qing endured pain, carried his bag, pulled the corners of his mouth and couldn't laugh, "OK."

After they reached an agreement, they went their separate ways.

When she finished packing up her military training supplies, changed into camouflage clothes and gathered downstairs, a group of people from class 7 blocked the door of the canteen early and rushed up to boo her.

"Song Shen, where were you yesterday? Our mobile phone was confiscated and we couldn't contact. We almost went to the hospital to find you."

"Yes, your face is not good. Can you stand it? Why don't you go to the school doctor for sick leave. Anyway, she likes you very much."

... all the people surrounded her into the canteen. They were afraid of her knocking.

Qin Qing could not help shaking her head and laughing. She shook her military training uniform and said, "I'm fine. I went back first yesterday. Today I came back to fight side by side with you."