The Eye of the Heart [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 22

All the teachers and students watched Qiao Yuanlin's feat until the train entered the station and passed between the two platforms.

Liang Cheng was hugged too tightly, he couldn't find a gap to push Qiao Yuanlin away, so he raised his hand to pinch the back of Qiao Yuanlin's neck, and peeled it off from his body.

After peeling it off, there was still adhesion, Qiao Yuanlin grabbed him and said in a panic, "Don't go."

Liang Cheng ignored it, handed the ticket to the conductor at the door of the carriage, and at the same time withdrew his arm. In just a second, Qiao Yuanlin came over again and caught him.

"Don't get in the car." Qiao Yuanlin begged, "Stay here, don't go."

Liang Cheng was simply unbelievable. Let's explain this guy's appearance at the train station as a "coincidence", but who made a mistake in trying so hard to keep him?

At this moment, Qiao Yuanlin said, "I was wrong."

Liang Cheng: "..."

Qiao Yuanlin said again: "I know I was wrong, please forgive me, stay and give me another chance."

The conductor looked at them with delicate eyes, and suggested, "If you need time to think about it, you can change the ticket first."

"No need." Liang Cheng didn't even think about it, "Let go."

Qiao Yuanlin drooped her head and said in a timid way, "You know I have a heart disease and cannot exercise strenuously. I ran here just now...it's so uncomfortable."

He snorted realistically, as if he was not breathing well. The conductor was worried about an accident in the work area, and said to Liang Cheng: "This passenger, let's take your friend to rest first."

A minute later, Liang Cheng watched the train leave in front of him, and the ticket in his hand was invalidated.

He brushed Qiao Yuanlin away and said, "You are indeed a little sick."

Qiao Yuanlin had accumulated a lot of words and didn't know where to start, so he nodded.

Liang Cheng turned his face away speechlessly. On the other side of the train, the windows were crowded with heads, and the students in the car were all lying on the glass to watch them.

He suddenly saw Duan Sicun.

After looking at each other for a while, Liang Cheng strode away from the platform.

Qiao Yuanlin followed immediately. He was afraid that Liang Cheng would still leave, and he was afraid that talking too much would make Liang Cheng angry, so he opened and closed his mouth and got entangled all the way.

After walking out of the train station, Qiao Yuanlin breathed a sigh of relief. Liang Cheng ignored the taxis waiting in line for work, and casually boarded a double-decker bus.

On a scorching summer day, there were very few people on the open-air second floor, so Liang Cheng chose a side seat.

Qiao Yuanlin sat next to him, the chair was hot from the sun, his back was hanging in the air, and his breathing was a little difficult under the blazing sun. He sneaked a glance at Liang Cheng, feeling guilty, and glanced again, feeling a little happy again.

Liang Cheng looked out of the car, like a statue that is invulnerable to cold and heat. When the car engine couldn't cover Qiao Yuanlin's heavier and slower panting, he stuffed the backpack over.

Qiao Yuanlin immediately grabbed hold of it, and said courteously, "I'll hold it for you."

Liang Cheng said, "There is water inside."