Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 506 Qingqing, will you miss me?

Yue Qingqing walked over with crooked eyebrows, "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Jingze habitually reached out to touch Yue Qingqing's head.

But Yue Qingqing, who was about to enter the third year of junior high school, always felt that something was wrong.

He tilted his head and dodged subconsciously.

Jiang Jingze's palm extended into the air, and he was suddenly stunned.

Yue Qingqing looked at the boy's expression, like a helpless big dog after being abandoned.

Suddenly there is a feeling that I have done something wrong.

Yue Qingqing immediately moved her head closer, and rubbed against Jiang Jingze's palm that was standing in the air.

Jiang Jingze's rua cub succeeded, and then he withdrew his hand contentedly.

Yue Qingqing asked curiously: "Didn't you all finish the college entrance examination? Why did you come to school today?"

Having said that, Jiang Jingze lowered his eyes.

"Qingqing, I have to go."

Yue Qingqing didn't know, so, "Where are you going?"

"Kyoto, I was admitted to Minghua University."

Yue Qingqing was stunned, Jiang Jingze had good grades, she knew this all along.

Minghua University is one of the top schools in the country.

If he can go to school there, he should be happy for him.

But inexplicably, Yue Qingqing recalled the distance from Kyoto to Zhuancheng on the map in her mind.

It is a long line running across things.

Yue Qingqing lowered her head and whispered, "Congratulations."

Jiang Jingze looked at the girl with dark eyes, his eyes were like smooth black jade.

"Qingqing, will you miss me?"

His tone was not high, but Yue Qingqing suddenly raised her head.

There were fluctuations in my heart that I couldn't understand, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

seem--

Someone once said that to her.

Yue Qingqing frowned and thought desperately, she is obviously a monk with an excellent memory.

But why can't I remember who it was?
Jiang Jingze didn't urge him, but just looked at Yue Qingqing quietly.

Since he was a child, he was a freak in the eyes of many people. Only after meeting her did he seem to gradually become a living person.

But Jiang Jingze also understands a truth.

Whether you like it or not is one thing, but whether you can keep it is another.

Of course, he can apply for a school that is closer to him, and he can always be by her side.

But what about later?

When Yue Qingqing grows up, he can only watch someone better appear and hold her hand.

Jiang Jingze will never allow this to happen.

He wants to be the best.

Yue Qingqing didn't know Jiang Jingze's complicated emotions, she just searched in her mind, and sighed after she couldn't find the source of the familiarity.

"Brother Jiang, I will miss you." Yue Qingqing raised her head with a serious expression.

Jiang Jingze pondered for a few seconds, then curled up the corners of his lips, and rubbed Yue Qingqing's head again.

"After all, it's been a bit of a conscience after feeding it for so long."

Yue Qingqing said displeased: "I'm serious."

It's not that I miss Jiang Jingze's cooking skills, but the person himself.

Jiang Jingze chuckled, "Okay, I know, you should remember to eat breakfast well in the future."

"it is good."

"Call me often."

"it is good."

"Eat less outside food." Especially don't eat what other people have cooked.

Just as Yue Qingqing was about to respond, she suddenly raised her head, "Huh?"

Jiang Jingze coughed lightly, "Didn't you read the news recently? They are all talking about the current food safety problem. Many unscrupulous restaurants use waste oil. If you want to eat something, call me and I will ask Sihai Restaurant to deliver it."

Yue Qingqing was a little dizzy from being surrounded, so she could only nod along.

It's because Jiang Jingze's manner of speaking is so serious that people have to follow his train of thought.

Seeing that Yue Qingqing agreed, Jiang Jingze was satisfied.

He bent down and looked at Yue Qingqing.

"So grow up quickly, little girl, when you come to Kyoto, I will take you to eat delicious food."

"it is good!"

Jiang Jingze stretched out his right hand, "Hook?"

Yue Qingqing wrinkled her nose.

Although he felt a little naive, he stretched out his little finger and pulled.

Following Jiang Jingze's movement of raising his hand, the faded red string on his wrist extended to his forearm.

Like a silent witness.

(End of this chapter)