Chapter 51: Crying

  Xiao Feng didn't say anything else, he just looked at her with confident eyes. Lin Xing also looked back at him with a puzzled and surprised expression, they stared at each other like this, seeing the thoughts in each other's minds.

  In an instant, or perhaps after a long time, Lin Xing had already put on the roller skates that Xiao Feng brought for her, which were still military green in color. It was obvious that they were a pair, simply put, they were couple's shoes.

  Seeing that he had put on the couple shoes prepared by Xiao Feng for himself, Lin Xing felt a surge of emotion in his heart. It wasn't inexplicable, but rather an expectation that had been long awaited. However, Lin Xing didn't know how to ice skate, and before this, it was just a secret thought.

  "It doesn't matter, I'll teach you!" Xiao Feng said as he finished speaking and started pulling Lin Xing's hand to start sliding.

  At the moment when they held hands, Lin Xing suddenly felt a warm current surging up to his heart, an indescribable emotion that was like putting on ice skates for the first time.

  But without experience and no teaching experience, a careless P (bang) sound Lin Xing firmly fell to the ground, Xiao Feng left himself far away due to inertia.

  As she watched him leave, Lin Xing felt as if Xiao Feng had abandoned her once again, and the pain was unbearable. She was afraid that this hard-won happiness would start to slip away from her, and it terrified her!

  Lin Xing fell on the cold marble floor, stretching out his pitiful hands with tears in his eyes, about to grab Xiao Feng's hand, but it was too late, Xiao Feng had already disappeared from sight.

  And disappeared without a trace under the cover of light.

  Lin Xing saw Xiao Feng's back disappear in front of him and suddenly shouted "Xiao Feng!"

  It was just a dream. When I woke up and saw that it wasn't Xiao Feng, but rather Zhou Xiaorong standing in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

  Originally thought Zhou Xiaorui would laugh at herself, but unexpectedly, Lin Xing didn't expect that Zhou Xiaorui's cheeks still had tear stains, apparently she had cried. Although Lin Xing's heart was a little bit smug, it absolutely wasn't to mock her.

  "Zhou Xiaoran, what's wrong with you?" Lin Xing asked.

  Lin Xing thought that after Zhou Xiao Ran heard her own shout, she would also ask what was wrong with her. However, the result Lin Xing got was not this, but a very honest answer from Zhou Xiao Ran, who sat down beside Lin Xing and said: "I had a fight with Qiu Tao!"

  In the past, Lin Xing also thought that way. Isn't it normal for couples to quarrel and make up? Why cry about it?

  Lin Xing knew that this was the trust given by Zhou Xiao Ran to herself, otherwise it would not be a very glorious thing to quarrel with her boyfriend.

  "Tell me, don't get too choked up, if I can help it, I'll even help you vent and teach this scoundrel a lesson!" Lin Xing shifted his attention to the coquettish little woman in front of him, momentarily diverting his own lost emotions.

  But as soon as it was time to teach this guy a lesson, Zhou Xiao Ran suddenly said, "Lin Xing sister, I just want him to be good, no one is allowed to bully him!"

  Lin Xing almost didn't breathe after hearing such cheesy words, if it wasn't for his strong heart, he might have died on the spot and gone to see King Yama.

  Lin Xing's inner monologue: Isn't this being overly self-deprecating? Wanting him to be good, not bullied, and going to great lengths to speak up for him.

  But these were Lin Xing's own thoughts and he didn't tell Zhou Xiao Ran about them.

  What is said in one's heart are words that one keeps to oneself and does not tell others, in other words, it refers to one's own lamentations. If they are not spoken, they remain as words in the heart; if they are spoken, they become words that offend people.

  After finishing her evening self-study session, Zhou Xiaorong received a text message from Qiu Tao, which read: "Old place!"

  It was an old place, where the two of them first met in this school, a pavilion for resting, only they knew it was their own old place.

  Zhou Xiaoran arrived as scheduled, but what came was Qiu Tao's bitter face, which looked like a bitter melon.