He Peiyuan needs to recall: "...Tao Meng is your monitor?"

Yang Jingxing seemed to have been caught with another excuse, and he nodded with great vicissitudes: "Yes."

He Peiyuan smiled.

Yang Jingxing: "Yuanyuan is still the school beauty."

He Peiyuan smiled bitterly: "I don't know anything, I'm kept in the dark about everything."

Yang Jingxing boldly asked: "Are these important to me and you?"

…

The debate process was very cumbersome. Although Yang Jingxing did not find a good way to defeat the enemy with one move, he was sincere in his words. He Peiyuan did not grasp any irrefutable evidence but was suspicious of the crime. Yang Jingxing mainly wanted to prove that he did not mean it maliciously and that the matter was not serious.

It must be necessary to go online. He Peiyuan mainly felt that she had been cheated, and then speculated that there were many, many important things that she didn't know, by the way, such as Ren Chuyu.

Yang Jingxing firmly denied that he had anything to do with Ren Chuyu. In fact, there was not even the slightest ambiguity. They were close male and female classmates in high school, and Tan Dong was just drunk and farting.

He Peiyuan wants to see photos. There are always high school graduation photos.

Yang Jingxing thought for a while: "Let me show you our old photos."

"OK!"

He took out the computer and placed it on the coffee table waiting to be started. The two of them looked at each other, as if their fighting spirit was no longer as good as when they started. Yang Jingxing smiled and said, "...juice?" and went.

He Peiyuan did not express her position.

Yang Jingxing took back the juice and cup and poured half a cup for his girlfriend: "Moisten your throat and continue."

He Peiyuan pointed at the computer: "Okay."

Yang Jingxing opened the folder. Under the scan of Yuanyuan's photo album, there was a sub-folder called Group Photos. He clicked on it and found that there were only two photos in it. He opened the first one, "Red Flower", then straightened the screen and showed it to his girlfriend: "Let's take a look."

He Peiyuan looked at the screen, her depressed expression frozen.

On the screen was the photo of He Peiyuan selected by Yang Jingxing as the second most beautiful photo in the six-to-seven-year-old album. The nearly seven-and-a-half-year-old He Peiyuan was wearing a short-sleeved white shirt tied into a long black skirt, with a bright red scarf on her chest.

According to observation and recollection, she must have had her hair tied in a ponytail. The framing and composition of the photo were very ordinary. The background was a relatively depressed road at that time, but the little He Peiyuan in the photo smiled so cutely.

After the photo was scanned and enlarged, and with color correction, the overall texture has changed subtly. The more obvious change is that there is an extra person in the photo, the rogue next to him, who is actually wearing a white shirt tucked into black trousers and formal shoes.

, he was just laughing and haha. The effect in the photo was that the rogue was standing not far behind the seven-year-old He Peiyuan. The little girl smiled implicitly and cutely, while the rogue was a little more unrestrained and bold, and he also gave instructions to the little girl.

Action. Although Yang Jingxing worked very hard to imitate the texture of old photos in his cutouts, his skills are limited. If you look more carefully, you can see that they are synthetic.

He Peiyuan also watched carefully. After watching for a while, she raised her eyes to look at the rogue opposite. Her unhappy expression did not change much: "What are you doing?"

"There's one more." Yang Jing started to take action.

The original material of the second composite photo was the group photo of children in the photo album. Yang Jingxing allowed himself to participate, and even put on a T-shirt, watching the camera with the children and having fun together.

He Peiyuan looked at the computer screen for a while, and seemed even more impatient when she looked at her boyfriend: "What do you want to do?"

Yang Jingxing confessed: "Actually, these two pictures are for practice. I originally wanted to surprise you in a few days, but I can't help it... Can you calm down?"

He Peiyuan was so angry that she couldn't control it: "...You want me to calm down?"

Yang Jingxing was also pitiful: "I can only give it a try and try my luck... I was so sick that I rushed to the doctor."

He Peiyuan was very dissatisfied and frowned.

Yang Jingxing moved his buttocks, almost half-kneeling in front of his girlfriend, and stretched out his hands: "Don't be angry. It's not worth the quarrel after just a few days. Let's make peace."

He Peiyuan remained motionless, but her eyes were moist.

Yang Jingxing approached cautiously, after all, his girlfriend's fists and kicks were not forgiving.

He Peiyuan remained motionless, and her posture did not change until her boyfriend hugged her.

Yang Jingxing did not dare to take it lightly: "Okay, don't be angry anymore, I didn't mean it." He gently touched his girlfriend's lower back.

There is a limit to patience. He Peiyuan suddenly attacked with both hands, hugging back tooth for tooth, and even harder. She clasped her boyfriend's back with her ten fingers with obvious force.

After feeling his girlfriend's chin poking his shoulder, Yang Jingxing also adjusted his posture to fight back.

He Peiyuan seemed to be exerting all her strength to cling to her boyfriend, and her breathing became increasingly unsmooth. After a while, her throat began to make some strange sounds, which soon turned into whimpering.

Yang Jingxing begged for mercy: "Don't be angry anymore. Yuanyuan is the best. My girlfriend is the best and the most generous."

He Peiyuan's upper body was tense and she whimpered in denial: "It's too uncomfortable, I'm holding it in too much..."

Yang Jingxing apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to it and made Yuanyuan feel uncomfortable for so long."

He Peiyuan whined: "...did you lie to me on purpose?"

"No, I didn't lie to you." Yang Jingxing repeated it many times: "Why should I go to the trouble of lying to you for such a small thing? The lesson is not deep enough."

He Peiyuan moved her neck, cheek to cheek with her boyfriend: "...Do you still love me?"

Yang Jingxing was playing the game of ice and fire again. On the top of his cheek were the hot traces of his girlfriend's fresh tears, and below were the cold traces of his girlfriend's old tears. Of course he said: "I love Yuanyuan."

Holding her in her arms, He Peiyuan's phone rang. She hurriedly arranged it to answer the call, but was surprised when she saw it: "Xue Yihan."

"No answer." Yang Jingxing said fiercely, "They both killed me."

He Peiyuan pursed her lips and stared, and of course she answered, so sweetly: "Hey, Yihan, is Tan Dong okay... I'm home, I'm home... I've been waiting for us, an acquaintance... He, he's here, he's here, he just called

…”

Yang Jingxing was so disgusted that he took this opportunity to wipe his girlfriend's face with a tissue while making various flattering expressions.

After enduring it for a long time, He Peiyuan finally hung up the phone, disgusted and angry: "It's so dirty!"

Yang Jingxing still had a bit of pride: "It's too much. You still dislike this house and Puhai!?"

He Peiyuan pouted and looked at the computer screen.

Yang Jingxing sighed: "I'm really grateful to myself, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to pass this level today."

He Peiyuan hummed: "Do you think you have passed?"

Yang Jingxing was optimistic: "At least Yuanyuan is willing to communicate with me."

"Is it useful to communicate with you?" He Peiyuan was sad again: "You are unwilling to communicate with me!"

Yang Jingxing flattered: "Drink water, drink water..."

He Peiyuan gave her some face and looked at her boyfriend: "I'm not angry about you attending the class reunion, but because you hid it."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, even if I hide it."

"What do you mean by forgetting it?" He Peiyuan said with reason: "I asked you if you were very cute? You never mentioned it."

Yang Jingxing defended: "It doesn't matter whether you mention it or not..."

"It's different!" He Peiyuan's eyes widened: "If you met Lao Qi tomorrow, wouldn't you tell me because you feel that nothing happened that you can't tell?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Of course I have to tell you now."

Looking at each other, He Peiyuan felt aggrieved again: "Do you know how I felt at that time? I almost couldn't hold it anymore."

Yang Jingxing nodded and sighed: "Thank you for your hard work, Yuanyuan...I also want to thank Yuanyuan for giving me face."

He Peiyuan thought for a while and sighed: "I admire myself...can you really see it?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I think you are a little different... but they are not familiar with you, so they probably didn't notice."

He Peiyuan was annoyed: "Actually, my first impression of Xue Yihan was good..."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I also think you two should be able to talk."

He Peiyuan thought for a while: "You really didn't say anything?"

Yang Jingxing was led by his girlfriend to reminisce about the back-to-school party. In his own opinion, he and Tao Meng were already relatively unfamiliar classmates, and they really never contacted each other again.

He Peiyuan asked: "Then will she go to New York?"

Yang Jingxing was troubled: "So I told you that she probably won't go, 99% of the time, but it's impossible for me to ask her..."

"What should I do if I go?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "What if something happens, just an ordinary student."

He Peiyuan asked: "Have you told Tan Dong and others? You are going to New York."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No, I'm not going to say it. I've always kept a low profile."

He Peiyuan was worried: "From now on...as long as it's related to them, you have to tell me no matter what?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "Then, I still want to inquire?"

He Peiyuan reluctantly corrected her: "As long as it is related to you and them... you don't have to say anything that has nothing to do with you. I don't want to hear it either."

Yang Jingxing smiled: "If I have any work dealings with Qi Qingnuo..."

"Say it!"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay... But I also want to make a small request. If anything happens in the future, I will communicate with you first. If we don't communicate well and you hit someone again, you can't do it without asking questions, okay?"

He Peiyuan felt wronged: "Are you angry?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "I'm not angry, but what if you hurt yourself?"
To be continued...