Then Wan Chukong asked jokingly: "When are you going to confess to me?"

Qi Ji was still immersed in the content that was not allowed to read underage. He looked away guiltily and said casually: "When I collect all your magazines."

"So you really collected it?"

"No!" Qi Ji hurriedly clarified, "I just heard your name in junior high school..."

Wan Chukong said, "Is that true?"

Qi Ji wanted to cry but didn't cry, and wanted to defend himself, but suddenly he became hoarse and sat upright to look at Wan Chukong opposite him.

The man looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

"nothing……"

He just remembered what happened a long time ago, which happened in junior high school.

At that time, he had been learning dance for a long time but encountered a bottleneck. Seeing that children younger than him were dancing better than him, he was inevitably a little impatient. As a result, the more anxious he became, the worse he was. He sprained his ankle during the practice. Fortunately, it was not very serious, but he couldn't practice dancing for a while.

At that time, the school had two stairs to walk on, one in the teaching building and the other outside. The outside was basically the upper class, and few lower class people were gathered there.

In order to make it easier to walk a few steps, Qi Ji regretted it after walking on the outer stairs for the first time because he looked down from above and was very high and trembling. He was also a lame person, afraid of stepping on the empty foot.

Before that, he had seen Wan Chukong, playground, corridor, and school celebrity columns, but the name under the photo was still "Yingshan".

Only that time did they get closest.

Qi Ji looked up at the height hopelessly, and the boy lowered his head and walked down. When they passed by, Qi Ji saw his almost silent expression. Because the stairs were very narrow, he even turned sideways to avoid touching Qi Ji's shoulders.

The boy walked over quickly, and Qi Ji's ears turned red, feeling very embarrassed. He was embarrassed and walked up in such a mess, while the other party passed by casually.

Under the bright lights of the restaurant, Wan Chukong's smile was just right.

Qi Ji suddenly thought of his junior high school classmates' evaluation of Wan Chukong.

"He rarely comes to class in junior high school, doesn't like to talk or interact with classmates. It's cold and many people dare not approach him. Qi Ji, tell me the truth, did you melt him? You must have known each other in junior high school!"

At that time, Qi Ji was just trying to explain that he was not familiar with Wan Chukong at all and didn't care about what his classmates said.
Chapter completed!