His concern was ignored, and Han Zhe was discouraged for a moment, but he returned to normal in the next second.

Remembering the leftover painkillers he ate for his toothache last time, Han Zhe hurriedly took them out of his drawer, put them on Meng Qingge's table, and said cautiously: "This is a painkiller, I really can't stand it, so I'll take one." And I'll go first, you be careful by yourself. ”

The tone of concern is like a close friend who has been friends for several years.

I don't know why, Han Zhe always felt that as long as he stayed here, Meng Qingge would not accept his kindness.

So he put down his medicine, grabbed his bag and left the classroom.

The breath unique to teenagers faded from the tip of her nose, Meng Qingge knew that Han Zhe was gone, she slowly opened her eyes and looked down at the painkiller in front of her.

The pain had already caused her to begin a trance, and by the ghost's request, she actually opened the medicine bottle and chose to accept the kindness of others for the first time.

After the white pill was swallowed, Meng Qingge did not swallow it directly, but held it in his mouth, and the bitter taste gradually blossomed on his taste buds......

By the time I got home, it was nearly half past nine in the evening, and night covered the bustling southern city.

The glitz of the night had just risen, but Meng Qingge was eager for the arrival of the day.

In this world, there should be no high school student who likes school more than her!

Passing through a narrow alley, the stench of the sewage-ridden pavement and the moss crawling all over the walls on both sides, Meng Qingge's home was at the end of the alley.

The walls of an old seven-story building are beginning to peel off, revealing unsightly ravines.

Except for the second floor, which is still occupied, the other floors are empty, and the whole building looks like a ruin.

As soon as I pushed the door open, the furniture in the room was crooked, and the glass fragments were scattered on the floor, as if a vicious battle had just been experienced here.

A woman with a disheveled hair sat on the floor near a table, her shirt had been cut open, her cheekbone on the right cheek was bruised, and the corners of her mouth were bruised.

Seeing Meng Qingge coming back, the woman's originally sloppy eyes slowly focused, and she stood up with her hands on the ground and said casually: "Qingge is back, are you hungry?" I'll go and make you something to eat." ”

"Mom, you divorce that man. Faced with this mess, Meng Qingge finally couldn't bear it anymore.

As if touched by this sentence, Meng Qingge's mother grabbed the upside-down glass on the table and smashed it at Meng Qingge.

The woman's whole person seemed to be crazy, pointing at Meng Qingge and scolding: "I know that your father and daughter have no conscience! Why, do you hate me for tying you up all the time and not letting you enjoy happiness with your wolf-hearted father, so now even you don't want me? You dream, I won't agree, I won't divorce him if I die! As soon as you have money, you want to leave me, and the door is not ......?"

The glass didn't hit Meng Qingge, but the broken fragments splashed on Meng Qingge's right wrist, making a small cut.

There were blood stains oozing out, but Meng Qingge didn't feel any pain, only felt numbness.

had expected such a result for a long time, Meng Qingge felt that he was really stupid today, and he would actually say such meaningless words.

"Whatever you want, I'll go review my homework. When he entered the house, Meng Qingge turned around and said to his mother in the living room.

As soon as he closed the door, Meng Qingge heard the crying that broke out in the living room, which was depressed but painful.

This is her miserable teenage life!

A father who only thinks about divorce, a mother who only knows how to feel sorry for herself, and a walking corpse self......

Opening the window to breathe, the gentle white moonlight sprinkled on the desk like water, and Meng Qingge's mind suddenly flashed Han Zhe's warm and jade-like face.

The delicate silhouette, the perfect side face, and when you laugh, those sparkling eyes can literally melt people.

The top students in the grade, the best candidates for school grass, the students loved by teachers, and the objects admired by classmates, this is all Meng Qingge's cognition of Han Zhe, but it has nothing to do with him.

Taking out the medicine bottle that Han Zhe gave her from her backpack, Meng Qingge threw it out of the window without hesitation.

People from different worlds should stay in their own world......

Wednesday morning at 10 a.m. is math class, and the male teacher in a thick suit stands on the podium and talks about geometry problems.

As soon as Han Zhe took a nap, he heard his name being called by the teacher: "Han Zhe, you and Meng Qingge come to the blackboard to do this question." ”

The tall girl who was already standing on the podium glanced back when she heard the sound, but a casual glance swept away Han Zhe's sleepiness.

Originally, it was quite unlucky to encounter this kind of disguised warning, but because of the difference in opponents, it seems to have evolved into an interesting thing.

Meng Qingge's math score is very good, and the thin white chalk seems to have wings under her hands, and she is waving it vigorously.

That casual glance seemed to ignite Han Zhe's fighting spirit, and after a hurried glance at the topic, Han Zhe also worked hard to write.

For a moment, in the quiet classroom, only the sound of two pieces of chalk writing on the blackboard could be heard.

When the last line of formula was written, Han Zhe subconsciously turned his head to look at Meng Qingge next to him, she was a beat slower than herself, but she also put down the chalk immediately after.

Without turning his head to take a second look, Meng Qingge quietly walked back to his seat, but Han Zhe lost his soul at that moment.

"The methods of the two students are very good, but Han Zhe's method is simpler, let's come and see here......" The math teacher continued to explain the exercises on the podium, but Han Zhe couldn't listen to a word.

After spending a day in a daze, after the evening self-study, the classmates who had made friends invited Han Zhe to go home together.

When he arrived at the school gate, he folded back on the grounds that his mobile phone had been left in the classroom.

The classroom after school is very quiet, but even quieter than this is Meng Qingge in the position.

Meng Qingge's position happened to be by the window, and there was a street lamp outside the window, so she looked up at the street lamp with a sideways face.

The eyes like night pearls are glowing with a faint mist, and the eyes reveal a melancholy that does not match their age, like a spider weaving a web, easily entwining people in between.

"Do you like to peek at others like this?" I don't know when, Meng Qingge actually looked at him, and Han Zhe was shocked to realize that he could actually see it.

"I ...... It's not ......" Han Zhe's speech has always been neat, but when facing Meng Qingge, he suddenly spoke clumsy.

However, Meng Qingge didn't seem to be expecting Han Zhe's explanation, and before he could finish speaking, she carried her schoolbag and prepared to leave the classroom.

Originally, after school, she liked to spend more time in the classroom, but it seems that she will not be able to do it in the future.

Seeing that Meng Qingge was leaving, Han Zhe hurriedly stopped her: "In this morning's math class, you deliberately let me, right? What I wrote on the blackboard is the method you originally used." Later, you suddenly changed to a more troublesome method, so you lost to me. Why are you doing this, are you afraid that I will lose face?"

Not wanting to dwell too much on this issue, Meng Qingge said disapprenously: "It's not that I deliberately lost to you, but everyone wants you to win." It is natural for you to win, and if I win, it will evolve into 'Meng Qingge actually won Han Zhe by luck'. It's just a small thing, but isn't it good for everyone to be happy like they are now?"

"Do you hate me a little because I accidentally stole your secret?" Han Zhe asked reluctantly.

"You say yes, that's it......" Meng Qingge replied coldly, and then left the classroom, leaving Han Zhe at a loss.

In fact, what Han Zhe didn't know was that Meng Qingge didn't hate him, but was afraid of his attention.

He is the pride of the sky with a bright future, and she is a grass that grows in a dark corner, and too much attention will only crush her fragile branches......

"Have you heard, Han Zhe in the next class seems to like Meng Qingge in their class, and some classmates have seen them alone in the class every day these nights. In front of the sink, a girl in a short skirt gossiped while washing her hands.

"This can't be, how can someone like Han Zhe like that kind of sullen woman? The girl in the plaid shirt next to her was incredulous, and there was a hint of contempt in her tone.

turned off the faucet, and the girl in the short skirt shook her hand and said disdainfully: "You said that people are sulky women, and it's hard for men to eat this." pretends to be like the White Lotus Mother every day, and all she thinks about in her heart is how to seduce a man to take the bait. ”

"If this is true, my heart will be broken, a good male god, just planted on a broken flower and a willow. The girl in the plaid shirt shrugged her shoulders and said with regret, but her tone was extremely sarcastic.

waited until the two girls who were talking outside walked away, and Meng Qingge in the toilet slowly walked out.

As soon as she got out of the door, she saw Han Zhe standing at the door of the men's toilet opposite.

The structure of the school is a washbasin in the middle of the common toilets for men and women, so the conversation between the two girls should have been heard by Han Zhe on the other side.

didn't want to cause any more trouble, Meng Qingge ignored Han Zhe, walked to the sink and turned on the faucet, and after washing his hands, he wanted to go back to the class, far away from this person of right and wrong.

It's just that Han Zhe didn't let her get her wish, walked up to her and stopped the way, and said angrily: "Those two women said that about you just now, why don't you go out and reason with them? You obviously didn't do anything, why did they say that about you?"

Unable to escape Han Zhe anymore, Meng Qingge decided to face up to this matter.

She raised her head, looked at Han Zhe and asked, "Do you think that whether I have done it or not is important to them? Isn't your attention to me now because of my 'sullenness'? If you don't want me to become such an unbearable woman in their mouths, please stay away from me." ”

Seeing that Meng Qingge wanted to leave again, Han Zhe was unwilling to let her go like this, so his brain was hot, he grabbed her arm violently and dragged her to the women's toilet.

There is a huge disparity in the strength of men and women, Meng Qingge couldn't break free, and after being dragged into the toilet, she said angrily: "What are you doing?