Nan Qing hugged his waist tightly, burying her whole body in his arms. Huh, catch him and see how he ran away?
An Moci was still confused. Slowly, he felt the thin hands around his waist and the person in his arms.
"An Moci, I know you are always behind me, please stop hiding from me, okay?" Nan Qing leaned on his chest and said.
An Moci opened her mouth slightly but fell silent.
"How about coming back to class? The teacher in the competition class asked me where you were today. The competition is in a week. Don't you want to get the recommended spot? Don't you want to go to the same university as me?
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Nan Qing raised his head and stared at him with a pair of watery eyes.
There was no impurity in her eyes, as if what happened before and her life was almost in danger had never happened.
"Qingqing...don't you blame me? Aren't you afraid of me..." His voice was hoarse, and he had raised his voice when he questioned the gangster.
Nan Qing tilted his head and smiled: "Look, am I afraid of you now? Am I blaming you?"
An Moci stared at her without blinking, as if he was deciding whether the scene he saw now was an illusion.
"Why don't you talk? Why are you so silent again after not seeing you for a few days? An Moci, can you say a word?"
"An Moci, were you worried that I would be in danger just now?"
"An Mo said goodbye." Nan Qing pressed her hands against his chest and hugged his waist, as if she was afraid that he would run away.
The two people's bodies were pressed together, and each other's body temperature was transferred to each other. An Moci's body felt slightly numb, and she was finally sure that this was indeed true.
An Moci looked down at her: "Qingqing, I... I'm sorry."
This is what he wants to say to her most these days, I'm sorry, he hurt her.
"It's okay, An Moci, can you go to class with me tomorrow?"
"..."
"Hurry up and agree!"
"good."
"That's right." Nan Qing let go of his hand, and then reached out to hold him: "Let's go, it's getting dark, let's go home, this road is not safe, you have to protect me.
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"Um."
As An Moci was led by her, he felt his whole body warm and his heart beating rapidly. It was an emotion of joy and excitement.
He was lucky to meet her, and her appearance illuminated his darkness like light.
She's not afraid of him, she doesn't hate him or blame him, which is great.
The two of them walked all the way home, and Nan Qing never let go of his hand. Occasionally, she met some bad-looking people on the road, and An Moci took the initiative to protect her.
Fortunately, those people didn't provoke the two of them, and they walked peacefully from the path to the back door of the community.
Unfortunately, the back door of the community was locked.
Nan Qing looked at the locked door dumbfounded: "The door is locked, we have to go around in a circle to get to the main entrance."
This community is so big that it takes at least ten minutes to walk around it. It feels like they are walking on a small road in vain.
An Moci held her back: "Wait a minute."
"Um?"
An Moci took out a piece of iron wire or something like that from his pocket, and then pried the lock open.
Nan Qing watched him picking the lock with a calm face, and then asked calmly: "An Moci, you can actually pick the lock. Is there anything else you can't do?"
An Moci's fingers trembled, feeling a little guilty for no reason.
He slowly opened the back door of the community and said, "You know better."
"Oh." Nan Qing nodded and walked in.
An Moci followed her, and for a moment he felt that she knew everything.
"An Moci, my parents are working overtime tonight, can I come to your house for dinner?"
An Moci was stunned, raised his head and asked, "Aren't you scared?"
"Are you afraid that your cooking will be unpalatable? I'm not afraid, the food you cook is delicious." Nan Qing replied pretending not to understand.
An Moci smiled for the first time today after hearing this answer. He nodded with a gentle smile on his face: "Okay, I will make chicken wings for you tonight."