Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 326 Shang Qing felt this suffocating and uneasy feeling

Besides, Shang Qing and the other dozen people were hiding in a relatively corner, so they would not attract too much attention.

At this time, everyone's attention was on Mo Beibei and Yin Qinghe.

Cang Yan was so curious that she couldn't help but ask, "Beibei, have you two known each other for a long time?"

Mo Beibei's attention was focused on her beloved cucumber-flavored potato chips. She glanced at Yin Qinghe, pouted her lips, and complained, "That's right. I hate it so much."

"Eh?" Cang Yan's eyes lit up when he saw Mo Beibei's annoyed expression, and he asked curiously, "Why?"

"He has been bullying me since I was a child. He nicknamed me Mo Xiaopang!" Mo Beibei frowned and took a big bite angrily. Only then did she feel a little better.

Yin Qinghe was amused by her cute look, but he was not forgiving: "Humph, it's obviously you who likes to complain and even gave me a nickname. How can you wrongly accuse me of bullying you? It's you who bullied me."

So, the two of them talked back and forth until everyone finally understood. Mo Beibei and Yin Qinghe's parents were good friends, and the two had played together since childhood.

Yin Qinghe is a few months older than Mo Beibei. When Yin Qinghe was a child, he was delicate and pretty, like a little girl. Mo Beibei thought he was a little girl and always called him "pretty little sister".

Later, as Yin Qinghe grew older, he became clear about his gender and knew that he was a boy.

But because this little sister always called him "little sister", he was very distressed. So he asked his mother to take him to the barber shop and shave his head. He thought that would make everything peaceful. But who knew that Mo Beibei saw his bald head and because his name contained the Chinese character "和", she started calling him "little monk" again!

The little monk is a little monk, after all, it sounds better than the little sister. But Yin Qinghe is not a good person to talk to, so he started to provoke Mo Beibei from time to time.

Thus began the days of love and hate between the two, which lasted for more than ten years.

The parents of both families were no longer surprised and joked helplessly that it seemed that the marriage they had arranged for their children would not come true. Otherwise, which couple could bear the constant fights?

Shang Qing and Ji Xun were sitting next to each other, and from her angle, she could just see Mo Beibei and Yin Qinghe.

It seemed like Mo Beibei could finally vent out the unfair treatment she had received over the years. She told the story vividly, like a cute, carefree child, especially her doll-like hair, which bounced back and forth.

As for Yin Qinghe, he just sat there straight, a faint smile on his face, and listened quietly to Mo Beibei telling their story. There was also some doting and indulgence in his eyes.

For some reason, Shang Qing felt this scene was familiar. She had seen Yin Qinghe's eyes before. Where had she seen them before?

"Sister, come and eat this."

When she heard Ji Xun's voice, her little hand was pulled open, and then a handful of melon seeds appeared in her palm.

Shang Qing tilted his head slightly, looking at Ji Xun's handsome face. His delicate and beautiful eyes, under the light, became even brighter. This look?

Yes. Isn't the way Yin Qinghe looks at Mo Beibei the same as how Ji Xun usually looks at her?

"Yin Qinghe, do you like Beibei?" Cang Yan, who was the most outspoken here, asked the soul-searching question again.

The sound of Ben's noisy chatter stopped.

The small team of more than a dozen people fell silent in an instant.

Everyone stared at Cang Yan in disbelief, then looked at Mo Beibei and Yin Qinghe.

I wanted to find some clues between the two of them. Could this also be a childhood sweetheart drama like Shang Qing and Ji Xun?

Mo Beibei was stunned. Then, her cheeks flushed instantly. She blinked her eyes and her voice trembled a little: "Cang Yan! You, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Yin Qinghe was stunned for only a moment. When he saw Mo Beibei looking like a shy little kitten, a cunning light flickered in his narrow eyes. The smile at the corner of his lips added a bit of warmth. He seemed to be indifferent, but people could hear his seriousness: "Yes. I like it."

"Hey! Little monk! What are you doing here?" Mo Beibei had already gotten over her shyness and embarrassment. She suddenly looked at Yin Qinghe, who was smiling, and patted his shoulder with a vigilant look on her face. "Tell the truth! Are you going to do something bad again?"

Seeing her furious expression, Yin Qinghe's eyes, which had been shining just now, had returned to calmness, as if he had really just been joking. He replied calmly, "Xiaopang still knows me best."

"Hmph! I'm the worm in your stomach! Oh, no, no! Who wants to be the worm in your stomach!" Mo Beibei wanted to cry. When she met this annoying guy, she didn't use her brain.

Yin Qinghe smiled, and a doting and helpless smile appeared on his cold face again: "It doesn't matter. If you don't want to be a roundworm, you can be anything else."

"Little monk! Don't go too far. I don't want to be anything, I don't want to be anything!" Mo Beibei was completely furious, puffing out her cheeks, pinching her waist, and looking like she was about to fight with Yin Qinghe.

Yin Qinghe laughed, and everyone laughed too.

Shang Qing, who loves to laugh, didn't laugh.

She stared at Yin Qinghe silently, observing every little movement and change in his expression. She seemed to have discovered something. This discovery made her nervous, expectant, confused, and entangled.

"Sister..." The voice was trembling and tender, with some humility and worry, and it sounded in Shang Qing's ears.

Shang Qing came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Ji Xun. At this time, Ji Xun's eyes were slightly dim, his eyes were trembling, his face was slightly pale, his brows were slightly furrowed, revealing an indescribable grievance. That grievance seemed to have penetrated deeply into his heart and soul, and could not be expressed in words.

He looked fragile and humble, as if he was afraid and worried, worried and uneasy about being abandoned.

Ji Xun held Shang Qing's hand and clenched it slightly. He didn't dare to guess.

Seeing Shang Qing staring at Yin Qinghe, he became nervous.

Could it be that the young lady likes Yin Qinghe? Otherwise, why does that look have a different feeling?

Didn't he even have the chance to pretend to be my boyfriend? Couldn't he even be given a false illusion?

Lonely, cold, helpless, filled with grievances and insecurity.

It seemed as if he would be ruthlessly abandoned in the next moment!

Shang Qing clearly felt this suffocating feeling! For no apparent reason, she just felt it!

She shook Ji Xun's hand back, and the melon seeds in her hand accidentally fell to the ground. Shang Qing no longer hesitated and pulled Ji Xun up.

Ji Xun obediently let her hold his hand and let her pull him to a more secluded corner.

"Xiao Xun, what's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Shang Qing's palms were cold, trembling slightly, suppressed, as if there was no heat at all.

The corners of Ji Xun's eyes were red. He didn't want to endure it any longer. His voice was hoarse and he said softly: "Sister... do you like Yin Qinghe?"