Lu Yiming seemed to be drunk, and his speech was a little upside down, "I don't know...... You didn't tell me. I...... I lied to my parents, or they would ...... They disagreed. Xiao Chu, I really like you. ”

"I'm sorry....... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"No need to apologize. An Chu really let go, "You didn't do anything wrong." ”

"No!" Lu Yiming was very persistent, almost sick, "I was wrong, I was really wrong." Can you give me a chance to make am......ends? I...... I scolded Xue Ying, if you still mind, I won't have anything to do with her in the future!"

Listen, what a childish thing to say.

"Brother Yiming, Lu Xueying is your own sister, and you loved her the most in the past. An Chu was very envious of Lu Xueying for having a brother who tolerated her everywhere, but she didn't.

My sister, who has been pampered in the palm of her hand for so many years, how can she say that she doesn't want it. Let's not talk about whether Lu Yiming can do it, it's just that Lu Xueying, if it was because of An Chu, Lu Yiming fell out with her, she didn't know how to make trouble.

It's a headache to think about.

An Chu sighed, very tired, "Don't call again, let's not contact each other in the future." ”

There should be no intersection at all.

"An Chu!" Lu Yiming yelled, and after roaring, he seemed to be crying, "How can you do this to me! Obviously you were willing to be with me back then! An Chu, you gave me hope!"

This kind of entanglement is something An Chu has never encountered. She was a little scared and a little weak-hearted.

In a hurry, she shouted, "Whatever has happened, it's gone." See you soon!"

After saying that, hang up directly!

This night, An Chu didn't sleep well, and he got up a little nasal congestion in the morning.

went to school on time, Feng Ye came later than her, and came after early self-study.

An Chu's body was not very comfortable, lying on the table and closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Who, how are you preparing for the mock exam on Wednesday?"

An Chu's eyes didn't even open, "Don't I have a name, who are you calling?"

Feng Ye took a deep breath, "An Chu, do you think you can do well in this mock test?"

"Aren't you very clear about my level? ”

Feng Ye really felt that he had met a nemesis.

Scratching his head, "With your math background, it's a blessing to be able to pass, how can this be good?"

An Chu couldn't fall asleep because of his noise, sat up straight, opened the exercises on the table, and planned to continue brushing the questions, and replied to him, "It's not like I can't learn well forever." ”

A result doesn't mean anything.

Feng Ye was worried, "Then at that time, we won't be able to sit together." ”

After the first mock test in the third year of high school, seats are arranged according to their grades, which is a rule set by the class teacher a long time ago.

In this regard, An Chu has nothing to do, "It's the same wherever you sit." ”

How can this be the same!

Feng Ye looked at the question she wrote, and said with a fighting spirit: "Come on! Which one won't, I'll tell you! One more point is one point!"

Who knew that before he finished a question, Liao Hongyuan hurriedly ran into the classroom and called Feng Ye, "Aye, go and take a look, the people in our class are fighting with the seventh class!"

"What?" Feng Ye dropped his pen, "for what?"

Liao Hongyuan was sweating anxiously, "I heard that it was for An Chu, but I don't know what happened!"

"For her?" Feng Ye turned his head to look at An Chu.

An Chu had a 'what the hell' expression on her face, what was going on with her?