Qin Ran looked at the message for a while, threw the book to Wei Zihang and took it, and returned the line of words—

【The person who placed the order is sick?】

She hung up a price that was ten times more than the travel price.

Before she could come back there, she quickly gave the other party two words, dependent on her speed of hand.

【Not connected.】

Wei Zihang took her book to pay, and then searched through the books chosen by Qin Ran. It was not learning materials, but several original documents from abroad, and it was basically ignored in the bookstore.

He knew that Qin Ran liked reading, and Chen Shulan's entire study was filled with her books, especially her original text.

Wei Zihang had seen the original text "Hundred Years of Solitude" and "The Kite Chaser" always posed by her bedside.

He put the book on the cashier, his fine hair hanging slightly, but his dark eyes were full of sharpness.

Wei Zihang paid the money, and Qin Ran didn't argue with him.

After replying to the message, put your phone back in your pocket and walk outside first.

Wei Zihang walked towards her with a bag, holding the cigarette that was about to be extinguished in his other hand, and was about to find a trash can to throw it away.

"Go to have dinner first?" Wei Zihang raised his hand at her, lowered his head slightly, and asked with a smile.

Qin Ran shook her head, she had to go back to the dormitory and study for herself.

"Give me one." She glanced at him.

"..." Wei Zihang knew what she said, shrank back and shouted, "No, Grandma Cheng will beat me to death."

Qin Ran kicked him and looked at him with her beautiful eyes, both cold and terrifying.

Wei Zihang reluctantly took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Qin Ran, and then handed the lighter over.

His lighter is friction-like, and Qin Ran’s fingers are thin and long, like jade snow, with a healthy pink color.

With a slight "click" sound, a faint blue flame jumped out.

A faint smoke rose, filled with a less obvious mint smell. Qin Ran was wearing a white T-shirt with a white T-shirt on her outside, and was wearing a loose school uniform on her outside.

He looks very obedient, but he is doing things that are rebellious.

My hair was very soft, a little fluffy draped behind my head, and the wind blew, gently shaking.

She lowered her eyes and leaned casually against the wall, her bright fingers were filled with smoke, three points of unrestrainedness, three points of lazyness, three points of casualness, and one point of peace that is not easy to see on her on weekdays.

The smoking posture is also very handsome.

Wei Zihang squatted at the intersection to help her see people, but couldn't help looking back and frowning.

Qin Ran was brought by him to smoke. A few years ago, Qin Ran knocked on his door in the middle of the night. He saw that she was covered in blood and her eyes were dark and cold, and she didn't know what she had experienced.

He mostly doesn't care much about her affairs, he doesn't comfort others. When he was a child, he learned to smoke when he couldn't think about it. For people like them, cigarettes are mostly a psychological need.

That night he accompanied Qin Ran to smoke all night, and it was better.

But Qin Ran is different from him. She can't get a few shots a month, and when she is so annoyed, she will hide at his house to get a shot.

When he was discovered, he was beaten by his grandmother, but she looked at the two old men with her eyes. She believed that he had deceived her to smoke.

"It's not good to smoke." Wei Zihang poked his head depressedly. Seeing that there was no one at the intersection of the street, he withdrew his head and persuaded him with great sincerity.

Now he wishes to go back a few years ago and strangle himself to the person who handed her cigarettes.

After half of the pumping, Qin Ran slapped it out and threw it into the trash can.

She walked back two steps, reached out to clean her hair, and heard Wei Zihang's voice, she glanced at him lazyly, and a low smile overflowed from her throat, and the tail sound seemed to have a hook: "Get out of here."

"I reflect on myself many times every day, why did I take you on this wrong path?" Wei Zihang pulled his collar.

"What's wrong with that?" Qin Ran asked Wei Zihang to hand her the book. Her voice was loose and tired, and she was extremely dull. However, she was cynical and laughed between her eyebrows, but she was very confused. "I, I was not a good person at first."

"You are a good person." Wei Zihang was extremely serious.

Qin Ran walked forward with the bag, waved her hand in the direction of Wei Zihang, smiled carelessly, and finally sighed in a low voice: "That's because you don't understand me."

She returned to the dormitory, and there was no one in the dormitory at this point, and the time for evening self-study was short. After dinner in the third year of high school, they basically returned to the class.

Qin Ran put the book on her desk casually.

Open the iron box on the bed, take out a white sleeping pill from it, and swallow it with the water.

After taking the medicine, she did not go to class immediately, but took out her black backpack, unzipped the zipper, and took out the very thick black phone.

The screen of the phone is still black.

She pressed her temples and turned on the power button.

In less than a second, the phone lighted up, but it was not the main page, but the map page of the chapter, with a red dot on it falling into the school medical room.

**

at the same time.

Lin Family.

Lin Jinxuan didn't go out today, and the family sat at the table for dinner.

Lin Qi asked Qin Ran. When she heard that she lived in the school, Lin Qi was surprised, but she didn't say anything, and instead asked about Principal Xu.

"Do you know Principal Xu?"

Ning Qing and the others did not know the identity of Principal Xu, but Lin Jinxuan, who came back from the imperial capital, heard about it.

Ning Qing showed Qin Yu the dishes, "I heard from my mother that Principal Xu went to Ninghai Village to help the poor three years ago."

Qin Ran talked around the dining table for several minutes.

Qin Yu touched the bowl with a spoon.

Several people looked at her, and Lin Qi said with concern: "What do you think so enchanting?"

"I seemed to see my sister after school at night," Qin Yu hesitated, "She is with people from vocational high school."

"Vocational High School?" Ning Qing's voice rose slightly, her fingers turned pale, "Aren't she in No. 1 Middle School?"

Qin Yu's eyes drooped, and he tightened the spoon in his hand, "I heard that she had fought with people from vocational high schools at noon, and those people came to me in the evening. I was a little worried about my sister..."

"What are you worried about!" Ning Qing's voice coldly, her eyes as if she was hiding a knife. Looking at Qin Yu, she finally stopped her anger and lowered her voice, "You learn from you well, even if she looks for you, don't pay attention to her."

My heart muscle was so angry that I was infarcted.

Ning Qing is destined to be unable to eat this bowl of rice.

Lin Qi was still having a meal, so he didn't ask much.

Qin Ran is just his stepdaughter, and being able to help her arrange accommodation and school is considered a perfect end.

If the other party is like Qin Yu, he may be more distracted, but Qin Ran doesn't think of it anyway.

He is busy with business, so he has no time.

"Then clean up the third floor and install a study for Yu'er." Lin Jinxuan didn't care about the matter at the dinner table. He was curious that Qin Ran was true, but he could not resist the care for Qin Yu.

A genius like Lin Jinxuan who has a smooth journey rarely takes people seriously.

Ning Qing's expression also slowed down.

She will not be reborn. The Lin family will still belong to Lin Jinxuan in the future. It is very important for her to be valued by Lin Jinxuan.

Lin Jinxuan was not cold to her, but he was very fond of Qin Yu.

Her status in the Lin family will still rely on Qin Yu.

The brother and sister have a good relationship, so they can say anything.

Qin Yu's eyebrows and eyes curled up and smiled sweetly: "Thank you brother."

"I'll answer the phone." Lin Jinxuan nodded slightly, pulled away the chair and stood up, and walked upstairs with his cell phone.

There was a very gentle middle-aged voice on the other end of the phone, with apologies: "Mr. Lin, we can't accept your order. I have someone to call your card."

Lin Jinxuan was shocked, his voice was warm but polite: "Can I know what the reason?"

"I don't know the inside story for personal reasons." The sound on the other side of the phone couldn't be heard very clearly.

Lin Jinxuan hung up the phone, his eyes slightly converged, and he couldn't see clearly.

He was playing with his phone, but he was still irritated after all.

**
Chapter completed!