Love perfect score

Chapter 12

Maybe it was Yan Xiaomu who was just sitting on the ground with his buttocks at the moment, and before Xu Qingqiao found him in the crowd, Wang Meimei who was beside him had already stepped over to help him.

When Wang Meimei helped Yan Xiaomu up, she found that the man pursed his lips and lowered his eyebrows, he didn't cry out in pain, and only loss was written on his face.

In fact, Yan Xiaomu blamed himself, blamed himself for only focusing on eating potato chips, being stupid, and sitting on the ground directly after being hit by someone.

Not long after he walked back to the water supply point clutching his butt, Xu Qingqiao came to find him.

There were people coming and going, Xu Qingqiao leaned over, tilted her head and whispered in his ear, "Xiao Mu was only focused on eating potato chips, and didn't remember to bring me water."

So Xu Qingqiao found out!When did you discover it, did you discover it at the end, or did you see him sitting on the grass and eating when you ran 1500?

Yan Xiaomu blushed and responded, "I counted the wrong circles."

Xu Qingqiao laughed and said, "I know."

Yan Xiaomu thought to himself, fortunately Xu Qingqiao didn't notice him fall, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Unexpectedly, Xu Qingqiao suddenly said again: "Is your butt still hurting? I wanted to help you just now, but I was dragged to register for the ranking."

Yan Xiaomu turned his back and ignored Xu Qingqiao, in fact, even his neck was red.

He covered his ears again, not listening to Xu Qingqiao laughing behind him.

Soon, Xu Qingqiao touched him, "I'm so thirsty, don't you have any water?"

Yan Xiaomu was still holding the bottle of mineral water just now, he was stunned for a moment before turning around and handing it to Xu Qingqiao, faltering and saying: "Didn't someone bring you water just now?"

Xu Qingqiao took the water and unscrewed the bottle cap and drank half of it in one gulp. After putting down the water, she asked him, "You want me to drink what someone else gave you?"

Yan Xiaomu's head was shaking like a rattle, thinking that Xu Qingqiao didn't drink the water given by others, he was so happy, all the sweet smiles hung on his face, and Xu Qingqiao called him stupid again.

Xu Qingqiao had just finished running, and the dark gray sports T-shirt was stuck to her body, showing the shape of her abdominal muscles due to sweat.

Yan Xiaomu glanced at Xu Qingqiao's abs, and couldn't help but glance again after looking away.

The biggest advantage of being a volunteer is that you can sit under the big parasols in the volunteer base camp to enjoy the cool. In November in the south, you can still wear short sleeves, so naturally you need to cool off.

When they were free, some volunteers would sit under big umbrellas and play cards and chess, while Yan Xiaomu huddled among the girls and watched gossip about popular stars in film and television magazines with Chen Xue and Wang Meimei.

Chen Xue pointed to a Taiwan idol drama male lead in a magazine and said he was so handsome, Wang Meimei said that Xu Qingqiao was not as handsome, Chen Xue pointed to another one, Zhang Ming took a look at it, and said that Xu Qingqiao was not as handsome.

Although these people usually kept Xu Qingqiao at arm's length, they were honest when it came to basic aesthetics and common sense.

And the idiot Yan Xiaomu was only focused on reading the selected cold jokes on the side of the magazine, and didn't notice what they were talking about at all.

When Xu Qingqiao competed in the triple jump, Yan Xiaomu was still reading magazines in the volunteer base camp. When Wang Meimei came to remind him that Xu Qingqiao had a competition, and when he rushed over, Xu Qingqiao had already finished dancing.

Immediately he was so angry that he cried, Yan Xiaomu's eyes were so sore, he ran away from the playground with his head down, thinking that the volunteers should not run too far, so he went around the corner of the building in the equipment room next to the playground, and found an unoccupied secretly wiped away tears.

Hearing footsteps nearby, Yan Xiaomu immediately turned around and found that it was Xu Qingqiao.

"What's wrong?" Xu Qingqiao stopped in front of him, reaching out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Why did you run away when you saw me in the playground, and you cried so pitifully?"

"I didn't see you compete." Yan Xiaomu blamed himself badly, as if he had failed Xu Qingqiao, he grabbed the hem of his clothes and muttered, "I remembered it, but I forgot after reading it in the base camp."

Xu Qingqiao only thought that Yan Xiaomu was cute and clumsy, so she imitated him, lowered her head and kissed him on the cheek, "It's okay, it just so happened that I didn't dance well this time."

Even if it was just on the cheek, every time Yan Xiaomu was kissed, his head would go blank for a few seconds, and when he recovered, he completely forgot about the unhappy things, and smiled again with his eyes narrowed.

It was only later that I found out that what Xu Qingqiao said was that she didn't dance well, but that she scored No. 2 in the dance.

During the three-day sports meeting, Yan Xiaomu just followed the base camp around in such a daze, delivering water to different contestants. Xu Qingqiao only appeared during the games, and was basically not at school at other times.

On the last day of the sports meeting, the volunteers had to stay and clean up the scene. As a boy, Yan Xiaomu was assigned the task of moving desks and chairs back to the classroom. Zhang Ming also moved. His hands and feet were much more dexterous than him. Ming went back and forth two or three times by himself, and when he came back the last time, Xu Qingqiao was beside him.

Zhang Ming went to Yan Xiaomu's side and whispered, "You and Xu Qingqiao are so close now? Xu Qingqiao came directly with me when Wang Meimei said that you were moving tables and chairs downstairs."

The chair was left to Yan Xiaomu, and Xu Qingqiao carried the heaviest desk upstairs by himself.

Zhang Ming said again: "He is a real man, I won't scold him anymore."

Because if Xu Qingqiao didn't move the table, Zhang Ming had to move it, and Yan Xiaomu couldn't be counted on.

When Yan Xiaomu carried the chair up the stairs, he wished happily that he would take Xu Qingqiao with him after school, and let Xu Qingqiao go with him and Zhang Ming, and he wanted to treat them to eat egg waffles.

As soon as he returned to the classroom, there was no trace of Xu Qingqiao, only to find out from Wang Meimei that Xu Qingqiao had moved the desk back and left with his bag.

It was a two-day weekend after the sports meeting. Yan Xiaomu called Xu Qingqiao several times but no one answered. He couldn't find anyone in the rented room, so he sneaked to the studio to have a look, but unexpectedly the studio was locked.

Xu Qingqiao's seat was vacant on Monday morning.

Xu Qingqiao didn't come, and those who had a good time with Yan Xiaomu in the class came to ask about it. It seemed that after the school sports meeting, they all discovered that Xu Qingqiao had a less cold side.

Although in Yan Xiaomu's opinion, Xu Qingqiao was a very, very good person.

Wang Meimei went to the office to ask Lao Huang for Yan Xiaomu, but Lao Huang only said that Xu Qingqiao had asked for leave, and didn't say anything more.

For several days, Xu Qingqiao didn't show up, and the topic about him heated up again in the school. There was a boy nicknamed Big Mouth in the liberal arts class. He always used the so-called internal channels to attract the girls' attention, and in the past two days, he also started chewing on Xu Qingqiao's tongue.

It was raining fast that day, and it was blown into the room by the wind. Before Yan Xiaomu could react, Xu Qingqiao's table next to the window was already completely wet by the rain.

He knelt on Xu Qingqiao's chair with one knee, stretched out his arms and struggled to close the window, and the loud voice of the duck in the front row of the classroom could already be heard in his ears.

The last textbook was a physical education class, and it turned into a self-study class when it rained. Lao Huang was in another class, and the liberal arts class was far away from the office. , so with the thunder and lightning outside the window, the class at this time has become a lawless place and is in chaos.

Dazui knocked on the podium with a rolled up textbook, "Xu Qingqiao, it's best if you don't come, isn't it just to study better? Who is there to show a bad face all day long?"

Tang Li sat on her seat and smiled and said, "Big mouth, you're not jealous of him, are you? Xu Qingqiao doesn't just study well."

Yan Xiaomu saw that Dazui seemed to have been hit by a rumor, his neck was swollen red, and his mouth was still trying to be brave, "I'm jealous of him?"

Perhaps it was to save face, or to prove that he was not jealous of Xu Qingqiao, but the next sentence that Dazui said did indeed have a deterrent effect:

"I'm jealous of him? I'm jealous that his dad is a murderer. I'm jealous that his dad killed his mother?"

After the voice fell, the noisy class fell silent instantly, and the dark clouds outside the window seemed to hang over everyone.

There was too much information, Yan Xiaomu was stunned for a moment, his mind went blank.

"His father is a murderer. I heard that he strangled his mother to death when he was drunk in the early years. Later, he spent money to settle it. Nothing happened. Now he found a stepmother for him."

"Do you know what the outsiders call Xu Qingqiao? Call him Young Master!" Dazui spat, "His father has raised dozens or even hundreds of younger brothers. I don't believe that Xu Qingqiao has nothing to do with it."

None of the high school students had such close contact with these things. Thinking that people with this kind of background were by their side, the class exploded after the dead silence, which was even more noisy than before.

Dozens of gazes turned to Yan Xiaomu, but at this moment there was only roaring in Yan Xiaomu's ears, and his heart seemed to be being torn apart bit by bit. Even though the windows were closed tightly, the cold wind was still pouring into his body. chest, making him a little out of breath.

Later, it was Wang Meimei who yelled first: "What are you looking at, no one is here, who are you looking at?"

Chen Xue, who was a few rows away, also spoke up: "Big mouth, don't spread rumors!"

Regardless of whether it is true or not, the purpose of the big mouth has been achieved. Due to the family relationship, every time his gossip is accurate, and this time Xu Qingqiao is not around, so there is no way to confront and verify, so Xu Qingqiao has another "murderer" from now on. Son" label.

The fact that his father killed his mother caused more panic than Xu Qingqiao's gangster background. Even Zhang Ming ran to Yan Xiaomu's seat after school and asked him if he wanted to change seats with Lao Huang.

Wang Meimei turned her head a few times and saw that Yan Xiaomu was lying motionless on the table and it had been more than half of the class. Zhang Ming stood beside Yan Xiaomu and pushed his arm, but Yan Xiaomu still didn't respond.

In a hurry, Wang Meimei said "Xu Qingqiao is here" before Yan Xiaomu raised her head.

His eyelids were swollen from crying, and there were red marks on his cheeks.

Chen Xue and Liu Chunyan gathered around, not as bold as Zhang Ming, they knew that Yan Xiaomu and Xu Qingqiao had developed a friendly tablemate relationship, so their mouths were full of comforting words.

Yan Xiaomu finally spoke, choked up and asked, "Is Xu Qingqiao here?"

"Big mouth is too much!" Wang Meimei was so angry that her teeth itch.

Yan Xiaomu looked around and didn't see Xu Qingqiao, his eyes dimmed again, and the circles around his eyes could no longer be red.

"It's too much..." Yan Xiaomu shed two more tears, "It's really too much, Xu Qingqiao didn't mess with him."

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Yan Xiaomu felt sorry for Xu Qingqiao, and also hated Dazui's way of revealing the privacy of his choreographers.

Ten minutes after school, the rain finally stopped. A group of people worried about Yan Xiaomu, so they hugged him and sent him back to the store.

Throughout November, Yan Xiaomu didn't see Xu Qingqiao again, he couldn't get through the phone, he couldn't find anyone in the rented room, and the door of the studio was locked several times.

On the first weekend of December, Yan Xiaomu had lunch and was watching TV in the shop on the first floor with his back facing the door, when he suddenly heard Lin Xiangyu's voice from the door behind him, "Is it Qing Qiao? Is it because Auntie hasn't been there for too long?" I saw you, I almost didn't recognize you."