At this moment, An Jing was hiding somewhere in the Taekwondo arena. Looking at the smiling Seventeen, she turned around and left.
Taekwondo arena.
Seventeen looked at An Jing's lonely back and had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
She should be happy. After all, An Jing would be unhappy because of this.
In fact, love was a game of chasing and being chased. Of course, in the game, one had to use some appropriate strategies.
For example, An Jing thought that Seventeen did not know of his existence.
For example, Seventeen knew that An Jing didn't know that she was paying attention to him.
On campus, An Jing walked quietly on the school road, attracting the attention of a group of people...
An Jing is so handsome, so cold, so sensual. This is the praise of the public.
However, no one said that An Jing was so pitiful. In fact, the pitiful An Jing was the real An Jing, right? This was because everyone only saw An Jing's glorious side and ignored the sadness in An Jing's heart.
To be hated by one's own biological mother, hated by the mother that one loved the most when they were young…what kind of feeling was that? He clearly had relatives, but he was still an orphan. He was taken in by his grandfather (the head of the Kuang Family) and was given the title of the eighteenth eldest grandson of the Kuang Family…
In the past, An Jing also knew how to laugh, and An Jing also knew how to love…
And An Jing adopting Seventeen was not an accident, but a plan, a plan for An Jing to take revenge on Nangong Zhe. Of course, Seventeen and Nangong Zhe did not simply meet for the first time...
However, he couldn't remember and couldn't think of anything.
After all, it had been ten years. Who would still think that the people standing in front of them were the little boy and little girl who knew nothing back then?
Moreover, that little girl was already dead…
An Jing took out the photo that she had never taken away from her pocket. The photo was a little yellow. In the photo, the background was blue sky and white clouds. No. 17 was standing beside An Jing with a bright smile. An Jing's face was very serious.
But An Jing remembered that at that time, she was so happy that her smile was almost overflowing.
That was the first time they had taken a photo…That day was An Jing's birthday.
On the other side, Nangong Zhe and Seventeen changed back into their original clothes and took off their white Taekwondo uniforms. In the field, only Wuque was left. Bai Zihao had run as far away as he could, while Zijie had gone back to research.
He went to study mathematics.
"Seventeen." Wuque saw Seventeen and immediately shouted,
No. 17 turned around and saw Wuque saying," Teach me Aikido. The moves you used just now, the ones you used Nangong Zhe's strength to fight back, were really cool."
Seventeen was a little surprised. Wuque actually saw through it.
Aikido wasn't about offense, but defense. It was about borrowing the opponent's strength to counterattack...
Back then, An Jing was afraid that Seventeen's body could not withstand it, so she taught Seventeen...
"If we can't attack, we'll defend." This was what An Jing said to Seventeen.
However, he did not expect that the first time he used it would be in such an occasion.
Wuque was still mumbling something in Seventeen's ear, but Seventeen was no longer in the mood to listen…
An Jing.
In fact, at the age of seventeen, she really knew nothing about An Jing, and An Jing had never told her. Seventeen would wonder if An Jing didn't want her to worry, or if he treated her as an outsider and there was no need to tell her.
However, Seventeen would never forget the time when her eight-year-old self curled up by the roadside out of fear. At that time, her entire body was dirty. She could not remember where she came from or where she should go…
It was An Jing, the perfect young man who was like an angel. He reached out to her with a smile that made her feel warm."Are you willing to come with me?"
Are you willing?
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