Yanling omega doesn't want to talk

Chapter 40

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Qiao Yan was sitting in the corner of the coffee shop, unconsciously stroking the coffee cup with his hands, his thin back and stretched shoulders could be vaguely seen under his white shirt.

He looked calm, staring at the door without blinking.

The two girls sitting next to him secretly looked at him for a long time, and one of them walked towards Qiao Yan as if he had finally mustered up his courage.

"Student... can I exchange contact information?" Although the girl's face was flushed, her expression was generous, "You are so beautiful, I want to make friends with you."

Qiao Yan's attention was briefly attracted, and he showed a distant and polite smile: "I'm sorry."

Click till.

The girl is obviously also a knowledgeable and interesting person, and she didn't bother her when she was rejected, she turned around and left gracefully.

When Qiao Yan turned around again, Qin Yuan had already walked to the table.

As always, she painted flawless makeup, wore a decent suit, and carried a delicate handbag in her hand.

"My son has grown up and can attract girls." Qin Yuan laughed.

Qiao Yan didn't answer.

Qin Yuan's expression faded, she leaned over and sat down, and called the waiter to order a cup of coffee.

It was already the last day of May Day, even if Qiao Yan didn't want to, he had to meet Qin Yuan and explain the matter clearly.

The last time they met was at night, and the two of them had an unpleasant fight. Qiao Yan didn't want to stir up emotional tit-for-tat, so he chose a relatively public place.

Qin Yuan is strict with herself and never loses control of her emotions in public.

"Mom." Qiao Yan cut to the chase, "I want to talk to you about transferring schools."

Qin Yuan didn't speak, she took a sip of coffee, her expression was difficult to distinguish.

Qiao Yan was a little apprehensive, but thinking of Lin Xiao's injuries, thinking of Chen Le and Li Yue, and thinking of those classmates in the class, he still wanted to try to win over: "I don't want to transfer schools, I'm doing well now, I'm in the third year. There are many friends in it."

Qin Yuan didn't respond much, and she was noncommittal to Qiao Yan's words: "If the friends you mentioned are Xu Yanyan and Qin Siyuan, then I really have to re-examine you, Qiao Yan."

Her tone was serious, her expression serious, and what she said made Qiao Yan's heart tighten.

She even knew about Xu Yanyan and Qin Siyuan?

Qiao Yan frowned.

As if she understood his thoughts, Qin Yuan snorted coldly: "You children are still too immature, no matter what you do, you have too many lies." She eased her tone, "Qiao Yan, I have taught you since childhood that you must In front of people. If you were still with me these two years, this kind of thing would never have happened."

There was unconsciously a hint of arrogance and hatred in her expression.

Qiao Yan didn't want to argue with her about this matter, so he changed the subject unskillfully: "No.[-] Middle School is not much worse than A Middle School's teachers."

Qin Yuan: "You mean the school with more extracurricular activities than courses?" She said disdainfully, "Qiao Yan, are you trying to convince me with these?"

She seemed a little disappointed: "I thought you asked me out, there was something you could chat with me... At least you can improve a little bit compared to before."

Qin Yuan looked worried: "You have this little time, why don't you pack your luggage well."

Qiao Yan gripped the cup tightly.

Qin Yuan was right about one thing.

Do things before others.

Neither Qin Siyuan nor Xu Yanyan made complete preparations for what might happen, so in the end not only put himself in danger, but also involved Lin Xiao.

How could he reach a consensus with Qin Yuan without any bargaining chips?

The weather in May has started to heat up.

Qiao Yan said slowly, "Mom... that matter is over."

He spoke vaguely, but Qin Yuan instantly understood what he meant.

The memory went back to a year ago, and her attitude of doing things with ease suddenly changed.

That incident was too big, and it took her a lot of effort to settle it.

Qin Yuan: "It's passed, what do you mean?"

Qiao Yan's glazed eyes looked like crystal clear beads, calm and waveless, but seemed to contain infinite emotions.

"As long as I stay in No. [-] Middle School, this matter will pass forever."

The weather was gloomy, as if it was about to rain, and it made people feel depressed for no reason.

This is Qin Yuan's mood at the moment.

"Are you negotiating terms with me?" Qin Yuan raised her thin eyebrows, her expression already showing a hint of disbelief.

Qiao Yan's expression didn't change: "I'm just telling a fact."

He stroked the wall of the cup, and his heart was far less calm than his appearance.

Qin Yuan paused to ease her emotions: "What happened?"

Qiao Yan refused to answer with silence.

Qin Yuan sneered: "Qiao Yan, don't think that I don't know anything... Which brat marked you?" Her expression twisted for a moment, as if she was just a mother who was simply angry about it.

"Okay, Qiao Yan, you have really grown up, and you have been secretly marked... Do you still know how to write the word self-love?" Qin Yuan said angrily, "This study must be transferred! You can't let it go any longer. You have stayed in No. [-] Middle School! What have you learned! Fighting, demerits, you didn’t even get into the special class, and you have a puppy love!”

Qiao Yan didn't expect Qin Yuan's reaction to be like this, and was a little stunned for a while.

What he didn't even expect was that Qin Yuan knew almost everything about him in No. [-] Middle School like the back of his hand.

"I'm going to ask your teacher, which bastard is it that dares to mark you!" Qin Yuan was so angry that she picked up her bag and was about to make a phone call.

Qiao Yan quickly stood up and stopped her.

The coffee cup overturned and splashed on Qiao Yan's clothes.

The waiter who had been staring at them for a long time immediately stepped forward to deal with them.

Qiao Yan's clothes were heavily soiled, so he had to go to the bathroom to clean them up first on the advice of the waiter.

Qiao Yan looked at Qin Yuan with some hesitation, for fear that she would really call Yu Huili if she couldn't control it.

Qin Yuan was interrupted, and took a deep breath of relief: "Go and deal with it first, it's messy... I'll talk about it when you come back."

Only then did Qiao Yan feel relieved to go.

Seeing Qiao Yan's figure disappear around the corner, Qin Yuan took out a delicate lady's cigarette case from her bag with shaking hands, as if she wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm her emotions, and then immediately remembered that she was in a non-smoking coffee shop. Can press the hand.

She rubbed her forehead, as if very tired.

Suddenly, a boy's clear and deep voice sounded behind her: "Aunt Qin, hello. I'm Lin Xiao, Qiao Yan's deskmate. I have something to talk to you about."

When Qiao Yan returned to the hall, Qin Yuan had already left.

The table where the two sat has been cleaned up, with a small note pressed on it.

Qiao Yan picked up the note, which was in Qin Yuan's handwriting.

[Let you wait until the end. 】

Qiao Yan was taken aback for a moment, and a dimple immediately bloomed on his lips.

Although I don't know why Qin Yuan suddenly changed his mind, but as long as there is time... and time with them, it is enough.

Towards evening, the sky suddenly began to rain.

Chen Le rushed to the classroom to copy his homework, took two small buns and left the door with his bag.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Lin Xiao standing on the porch, his T-shirt stuck to his body soaked through the rain.

"Brother Xiao, where have you been?" Chen Le asked strangely.

Lin Xiao's hair was soaked, and the messy black hair stuck to his forehead, and the water dripped down his chin.

His expression was a little cold, and he only waved his hands when he heard Chen Le's words, but did not respond.

Chen Le was confused: "Hurry up and take a bath, don't catch a cold."

Lin Xiao seemed to get out of his thoughts, he nodded lazily, turned around and walked upstairs.

Chen Le watched Lin Xiao's unhurried movements, thought for a while and added: "Ginger tea is in the drawer, you make it yourself!"

Lin Xiao waved his hand without looking back.

Lin Xiao's figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs, and Chen Le opened the umbrella mumbling: "I'm really an old lady... I have to be a part-time matchmaker."

Chen Le started yelling before entering the classroom: "Li Yue! At the same table! Homework!"

When he put away his umbrella and walked into the classroom, he saw a figure sitting on the seat with his head bowed and writing something.

He was a little surprised: "Qiao Yan? Why did you come to school?"

Qiao Yan raised his head when he heard the words, saw Chen Le, and suddenly smiled: "I didn't do much homework during the holidays, so I'm here to make up the homework."

Chen Le immediately felt an unparalleled sense of recognition, and he sat back in his seat: "Even Qiao Xueba didn't write his homework, so it's understandable for me not to write it."

Li Yue had no intention of showing him mercy: "He came to make up, and you came to copy."

Chen Le has always been thick-skinned, and he doesn't take these ridicules seriously: "It's all the same, have you finished your math?"

Although Li Yue was not polite, she still took out the math test paper from the drawer and threw it to Chen Le: "Remember to correct a few questions, I don't want to be asked by Yu Huili to talk."

Chen Le perfunctory: "I know."

Qiao Yan watched Chen Le and Li Yue fight with a smile, and the mood that had been sinking for the whole holiday showed signs of surfacing.

The patter of rain outside the window seems to wash away all the doubts in people's hearts.

Qiao Yan never wanted to see Lin Xiao as much as now.

Lin Xiao's desk is as clean as ever, and the arrogant "Lin" on the cover of the homework book seems to be as domineering as himself.

The difference was that there were a lot of draft papers stuffed in the belly of the table. When Qiao Yan saw them, he seemed to see the boy frowning and doing calculations.

... I don't know if he has finished his homework.

Tomorrow, we can see him again.

As Qiao Yan thought about it, the smile on his lips never disappeared.

The next day, Lin Xiao didn't come to school.

On the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day... for a whole week, Lin Xiao didn't show up.

There was no one in Lin Xiao's family, and even Chen Le didn't know where Lin Xiao had gone. Yu Huili was always vague when facing their questions...

Qiao Yan stood at the door of the classroom holding the mobile phone that had not received a reply, looking at the table by the window that seemed to have not changed, and felt a great confusion attacking him.

He didn't expect that when Lin Xiao began to deliberately avoid him, he couldn't even find any news about Lin Xiao.

And his temporary marker... is about to disappear.

the thread that binds them

- It's about to break.