Qiao Jinling looked up and saw a man with pigtails, a smile on his face and a cold temperament. He had a narrow face, a pair of beautiful red and phoenix eyes, raised eyebrows, a high nose bridge, fair skin, and a pair of full and red lips.
He felt alienated.
"This is a meal card. There isn't much money in it. You can use it as you like."
Qiao Jinling pushed her meal card forward and immersed herself in eating. After waiting for so long, she was so hungry that her stomach ached.
"So generous? But that's right, you've always been like this."
The man pushed back the meal card and sat across from Qiao Jinling, watching her eat quietly. Qiao Jinling didn't feel uncomfortable at all and wanted to fill her stomach first.
"Huh~ I'm finally full. Tell me, what do you want from me?"
After eating a full meal, Qiao Jinling became more motivated to fight. She stared at the man in front of her with her arms folded across her chest, showing a generous attitude.
"Oh, so you recognized me at first sight, why are you so indifferent? At least we grew up together when we were children? You think so, Qiao Jinling?"
The smile in the man's eyes deepened, but this smile did not reach the bottom of his heart, it only floated on the surface, more like the expression of a hunter treating his prey.
"Ji Cheng?"
"Um."
"It's really you."
"What if? You hope it's that person?"
Ji Cheng raised his eyebrows with provocative eyes. Between his eyebrows, he could vaguely see his childhood appearance, but his eyes were no longer gentle and gentle, but more sharp and unruly, but it matched his artist's temperament.
"Which person?"
Qiao Jinling held her chin in her hand. Faced with Ji Cheng's eyes, she was not frightened at all and met his gaze.
"Who are you talking about? It's not him. The person who has been pestering you since childhood. Unfortunately, I heard that he became a vegetable. What kind of plant will he turn into? Eggplant or cucumber?"
Ji Cheng was amused by herself and originally thought it would anger Qiao Jinling, but Qiao Jinling was neither sad nor happy and had no reaction at all. In her opinion, Ji Cheng was still the little boy before, showing off his big leather shoes, and he was showing off the same now.
"You are really the same as before. You have never changed. You are always so calm. Those eyes seem to be able to see through the future. Others' eyes are shining with confusion. Only your eyes are always so clear."
Ji Cheng stopped smiling, tilted his head, and looked at Qiao Jinling carefully.
"For so many years abroad, I have always remembered your eyes. When you saved me from the traffickers, I remembered these eyes. It seems that as long as these eyes are there, I don't have to be afraid of anything."
Ji Cheng gave a wry smile. His cold temperament, staying away from strangers, and rejecting others from thousands of miles away were all staged for outsiders to see. Only one look in front of Qiao Jinling made him invisible.
It has been many years since he said the word "fear", even though he has been afraid for many years.
"What do you have to be afraid of? You are a young talent, an excellent painter, you can donate 500,000 US dollars, and you are rich. You are a winner in life. If you are still worried like this, will other people survive?
"
Qiao Jinling finally had a smile on her lips. This conversation was between her and Ji Cheng.
"That's right! I should be happy, but why can't I be happy?"
Ji Cheng lowered his eyes and remained silent. His bright and bright expression just now suddenly dimmed again. Qiao Jinling felt helpless. Maybe artists are so uncertain.
"Sorry, I did the interview this morning on purpose. I wanted to see how long you could wait for me?"
Ji Cheng's eyes became direct and passionate again, as if he wanted to burn a hole in Qiao Jinling's face before he would give in.
"How long do you think I've been waiting for you? I'm almost hungry. It's fun to play with me, right?"
When Qiao Jinling thought about what happened in the morning, she felt a little angry. She couldn't even show the most basic respect. Sure enough, she was still a child who hadn't grown up.
"You have waited for me for so long, and you are impatient. But I have waited for you for so long, and I am still waiting to this day."
Ji Cheng murmured to himself, as if he was talking to Qiao Jinling, but also as if he was talking to himself.
"What did you say?"
"It's nothing. Don't you want to interview me? I'll give you a chance and take you to my art exhibition. If you want to interview me, you have to get to know me first."
Ji Cheng didn't wait for Qiao Jinling to agree, put on his sunglasses, walked over to her, grabbed her arm, and walked out the door.
"Wait a minute, the plates haven't been put into the recycling bin..."
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Qiao Jinling and Ji Cheng walked side by side on campus, and the girls' eyes were fixed. Ji Cheng was so good-looking, with a height of 1.9 meters, and a pair of long legs that made him walk like a wind, but he also looked handsome and confident.
He looked like he was knowing and pretending to be cool on purpose.
"How's it going? If you walk with me, your chances of turning heads will increase, right?"
Ji Cheng rubbed Qiao Jinling's shoulder with his arm, and Qiao Jinling subconsciously dodged. She didn't want to have physical contact with Ji Cheng.
"Heh~"
Ji Cheng gave a soft drink, with mixed feelings. He put his hands in his pockets and stepped forward with his long legs. Qiao Jinling could only trot along and follow him. By the time he reached Ji Cheng's car, Qiao Jinling was already panting and out of breath.
gas.
"The legs are too short, why are you still so short? Short legs."
Ji Cheng gestured at his height, and Qiao Jinling was only close to his chin. In the past, when he reached Qiao Jinling's chin, things had changed and there was no way he could go back.
"Don't call me short legs. Are my legs short? They're not short at all. Come on, go ahead. I'm still young and learning how to flirt with girls. If the teacher hadn't asked me to do the interview, I wouldn't have wanted to come."
Qiao Jinling opened the back seat door and sat directly in. She didn't want to sit in the passenger seat.
Ji Cheng shook his head helplessly, sat in the driver's seat, and patted the passenger seat: "Come here, otherwise I won't say anything. If you can't complete your school tasks, it will be very difficult!"
Definitely a threat!
Qiao Jinling hesitated for a moment. It didn't matter if he sat in the passenger seat. This kid was obviously angry and was deliberately playing tricks on himself to prevent him from saying what was on his mind. He would definitely continue to cause trouble.
"Okay, I'll sit."
Qiao Jinling returned to the passenger seat, put on her seat belt, and said, "Ji Cheng, I'm already sitting in the passenger seat, can we go now?"
"Sister Jin Ling, can you be gentle to me?"
Ji Cheng's expression suddenly darkened, like a child who made a mistake, praying for his mother to be kinder.
Qiao Jinling sighed and softened his tone: "Ji Cheng, can we leave then?"
After all, she still couldn't bear it. The little boy who followed her and called her sister when she was a child. Once upon a time, they were also very close.
"Thank you, Qiao Jinling."
There was a wry smile in Ji Cheng's words, and he suddenly had a look in his eyes. He shifted gears and started, and in one go, the sports car sped out with a whoosh, leaving smoke and dust all over the ground.