Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Qin Ran looked at the message for a while, then threw the book to Wei Zihang to hold it, and went back to write a line—

[The person who placed the order is sick? 】

She put up a price ten times more than the asking price.

Without waiting for the other side to return, she relied on her own speed, and quickly gave the other two words——

【No answer. 】

Wei Zihang took her book to pay for it, and flipped through the book Qin Ran had chosen. It was not a study material, but several original books from abroad, which were basically ignored in the bookstore.

He knew that Qin Ran liked to read books, and the entire study of Chen Shulan's house was filled with her books, especially the original text.

Wei Zihang had seen the original texts of "One Hundred Years of Solitude" and "The Kite Runner" always on the head of her bed.

He put the book on the cashier counter, his fine hair hanging down slightly, but his dark and deep eyes were full of sharpness.

Wei Zihang paid, and Qin Ran did not argue with him.

After replying to the message, he put the phone back in his pocket and walked outside first.

Wei Zihang walked towards her with the bag, holding the dying cigarette in his other hand, ready to find a trash can to throw it away.

"Let's go to dinner first?" Wei Zihang raised his hand towards her, lowered his head slightly, and asked with a smile.

Qin Ran shook her head. She had to go back to the dormitory and study for herself.

"Give me one." She glanced at him.

"..." Wei Zihang knew what she was talking about, so she shrank back and shouted, "No, Grandma Chen will kill me."

Qin Ran kicked him and turned her eyes sideways. Those thief's beautiful eyes looked at him, cold and evil.

Wei Zihang reluctantly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and handed it to Qin Ran, and then handed over the lighter.

His lighter was a friction type, and Qin Ran's fingers were thin and long, like jade snow, with a healthy pink color.

With a slight "click" sound, a faint blue flame jumped out.

A faint smoke rose, filled with an unnoticeable mint smell. Qin Ran was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, and the school uniform of a middle school was loosely draped outside.

Very well behaved, but doing things that are betrayal.

The hair is very soft, some fluffy drape behind the head, the wind blows, gently swaying.

She lowered her eyes and leaned against the wall casually, her lustrous fingers and fingertips filled with smoke, three parts uninhibited, three parts lazy, three parts casual, and a part of peace that is not easy to see in her on weekdays .

The smoking posture is also very handsome.

Wei Zihang squatted at the intersection to help her see people, but couldn't help but look back, frowning.

He brought Qin Ran to smoke. A few years ago, Qin Ran knocked on his door in the middle of the night. He saw that she was covered in blood and her eyes were pale and cold. He didn't know what she had experienced.

He doesn't care much about her affairs. He doesn't comfort others. He learned to smoke when he was a child. For people like them, smoking is mostly a psychological need.

That night, he had smoked cigarettes with Qin Ran all night.

It's just that Qin Ran was different from him. She couldn't smoke a few sticks a month, or when she was too annoyed, she would hide in his house and smoke.

When he was found, he was beaten by his grandma, but she looked at the two old people with a pair of eyes, and the two old people believed that he tricked her into smoking.

"It's not good to smoke." Wei Zihang probed the probe dejectedly, seeing that there was no one at the street intersection, he retracted his head and persuaded bitterly.

Now he can't wait to go back a few years ago and strangle himself who handed her the cigarette.

After half the smoke, Qin Ran snuffed it out and threw it into the trash can.

She took two steps back, stretched out her hand to straighten her hair, and when she heard Wei Zihang's voice, she glanced at him lazily, a low smile overflowed from her throat, and the ending sound seemed to have a hook: "Get out of here. ."

"I reflect on myself many times every day, why did I lead you down this crooked road." Wei Zihang tugged at the collar.

"What's wrong," Qin Ran asked Wei Zihang to pass the book to her, her voice was languid and tired, but she had a cynical smile between her brows, but she was very confused, "I am , was not a good person."

"You are a good person." Wei Zihang was extremely serious.

Qin Ran walked forward with the bag, waved her hand in Wei Zihang's direction, smiled casually, and finally sighed in a low voice, "That's because you don't know me."

She returned to the dormitory. There was no one in the dormitory at this point. The time for the evening self-study was short, and the seniors in high school basically returned to the class after eating.

Qin Ran put the book on her desk casually.

Open the iron box on the bed, take out a white sleeping pill, and swallow it with water.

After taking the medicine, she did not go to the class immediately, but took out her black backpack, unzipped it, and took out the very heavy black mobile phone.

The phone screen is still black.

She pressed her temples and turned on the power button.

In less than a second, the phone lights up, but it is not the main page, but a map page with a red dot on it, landing in the school doctor's room.

**

at the same time.

Lin.

Lin Jinxuan didn't go out today, the family sat at the table to eat.

Lin Qi asked about Qin Ran, and when she heard that she was living on campus, Lin Qi was surprised, but he didn't say anything, and instead asked about Principal Xu.

"Do you know Principal Xu?"

Ning Qing and the others didn't know the identity of Principal Xu, but Lin Jinxuan, who had returned from the imperial capital, had heard of it.

Ning Qing showed Qin Yu some food, "Listen to my mother, Principal Xu went to Ninghai Village to help the poor three years ago."

Qin Ran talked around the dinner table for several minutes.

Qin Yu's spoon touched the bowl.

Several people looked at her, and Lin Qi cared, "Why are you so fascinated?"

"After school at night, I seem to have seen my sister," Qin Yu hesitated, "she is with the vocational high school."

"Vocational high school?" Ning Qing raised her voice slightly, her fingers turning white, "Isn't she a middle school?"

Qin Yu's eyes drooped, and she squeezed the spoon in her hand, "I heard that she fought with people from vocational high school at noon, and those people came over at night. I'm a little worried about my sister..."

"What are you worried about!" Ning Qing's voice was cold, her eyes seemed to be hiding a knife, she looked at Qin Yu, she finally stopped her anger, and lowered her voice, "You learn from you, even if she finds you, don't pay attention to her."

Myocardial infarction.

Ning Qing was destined to be unable to eat this bowl of rice.

Lin Qi was still eating, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Qin Ran can only control his stepdaughter, and being able to help her arrange a place to live and a school is considered a kindness.

If the other party was like Qin Yu, he might be a little more distracted, but Qin Ran didn't have anything worthy of his attention.

He is busy with business and has no time.

"Then clean up the third floor and set up a study for Yu'er." Lin Jinxuan didn't care about the dinner table.

A genius like Lin Jinxuan, who has a smooth journey, rarely takes people seriously.

Ning Qing's expression also softened.

She won't be born again. The Lin family will still belong to Lin Jinxuan in the future. It is very important to her to get Lin Jinxuan's attention.

Lin Jinxuan was not cold to her, but he was very fond of Qin Yu.

After her status in the Lin family, she still had to rely on Qin Yu.

The two brothers and sisters have a good relationship, and they can talk about everything.

Qin Yu frowned and smiled sweetly: "Thank you, brother."

"I'll take a call." Lin Jinxuan nodded slightly, pulled out his chair, got up, and walked upstairs with his phone in hand.

There was a very gentle middle-aged voice on the other end of the phone, with an apologetic tone: "Mr. Lin, we can't take your order, and I've already had someone call your card for the deposit."

Lin Jinxuan was shocked, his voice was gentle but polite: "May I know the reason?"