Ling Ce hadn't been to school for two days, and An Yimeng spent two days happily.

Finally, there was no one around her to do the math, and she got rid of some psychological pressure.

However, the final exam was approaching soon, and without this god-level student at the same table, she was really a little flustered.

Many boys playing ball saw the empty seats next to An Yimeng and walked away regretfully.

The girls in the class are listless, who makes everyone love that central air conditioning Ling Ce.

It's not a central air conditioner, it's good for everyone.

But it's not bad for An Yimeng, which makes the girls a little surprised.

You must know that the boys in the class don't want to talk to An Yimeng.

Because of this little girl, she skips class, is not motivated, and is not rough, she always thinks she is cute, but in fact, she is a little stupid.

Even the previous set was almost a girl who wanted An Qiuji's contact information.

However, after the cultural festival, An Qiuji fell in love publicly, and everyone will no longer try to get close to An Yimeng.

Helian had been away for two or three days, and although she had never appeared in her life before, An Yimeng felt very empty in her heart.

She believed that Zhu Chaoran had given the pendant to Helian, and Helian would definitely accept it.

But he must have been reluctant to accept it, and he didn't dare to disobey Zhu Chaoran's order to accept it.

Sighing, An Yimeng lay on the table, which was obviously the most precious thing in Helian Dynasty, but it was thrown to the ground...

If Helian Chao knew, he would definitely be so angry that he slammed her forehead.

Then he said in a rage, "Bad Nizi, why don't you pick up the things and return them!"

The corners of his mouth hooked bitterly, and he buried his head in the crook of his arm, ready to rest.

As soon as Tutor Liu stepped into the class, he heard some snoring, and it happened to come in at the back door.

May I ask who is the snorer, and An Yimeng is also in front of me.

The girls all turned their heads, including the boys, who couldn't stop laughing.

Today, no one reminded him in her ear, "Lao Liu is here", and no one told her, "Go to sleep, copy my notes later." ”

Some only have Tutor Liu's smoky face, which is as green as bronze.

Especially the student who satisfied him today inexplicably didn't come, but just scribbled a leave, which made him a little worried.

This An Yimeng also affects the class style in the class, hinders attendance, can't learn, and affects the mood when you look at it.

Pulling out a list of students, Teacher Liu patted An Yimeng's desk.

After she raised her head for a while, Teacher Liu was patiently angry and whispered, "You go and see Ling Ce." ”

"Why should I go?" An Yimeng rubbed her nose, and she also had a slight sense of getting up.

"You either go, or I'll call your brother here. Tutor Liu frowned, he was embarrassed to call An Qiuji again.

Thinking of the little awkwardness with An Qiuji, An Yimeng picked up the address of Ling Ce's house and walked out of the classroom.

This little master's house is really far enough, but it still costs money to go out to play.

For the sake of him copying his homework, the thirty yuan for a taxi should be regarded as a donation for a good deed.

However, the location, there is only a small villa.

After getting out of the car, An Yimeng looked at the street signs, as well as the small sign in front of the villa, and checked the address, yes, it's here.

It looks like it's two floors, and Ann Yimeng pouted, if... It would be nice to be able to take my brother to live in such a villa in the future.

Outside, there is a small garden, and a richly dressed lady is trimming the flowers.

She doesn't look very old, but she frowned, she was so sad, she was very young and beautiful, but she was worried.

"You... Okay?" An Yimeng stood in front of the courtyard and called softly, for fear of scaring the woman.

But I was still scared, because the woman was very involved and put into a sad mood.

Receiving the woman's puzzled eyes, An Yimeng immediately asked, "This is... Ling Ce's house?"

The woman nodded.

"That's right, Auntie, I'm from Ling Ce... Classmates and tablemates," An Yimeng paused, "He hasn't been to school, and the teacher asked me to come and see him." ”

The woman's melancholy expression was relieved, she bowed her head, put down the scissors that repaired the flowers and plants, and her gestures were all elegant.

When she called her aunt, she was a little hesitant, maybe she should call her sister?

"Ling Ce... He's not in very good shape," the woman made a gesture of please, "I'm sorry, something happened to our family..."

I wanted to ask what was wrong, but seeing the woman's expression, An Yimeng consciously stopped her mouth.

At the staircase, the woman did not go up.

"He's on the second floor, won't let us go up..."

An Yimeng frowned, the entire first floor was empty, as if there were strips of white cloth, and the atmosphere was unbearable and depressing.

"Auntie, then I'll go up and see him. ”

After the woman nodded, her worried expression overflowed, and she even forgot to thank her, and she didn't remember the name of greeting An Yimeng.

This should be a happy little villa, but the European-style tone is blended with the dead silence.

An Yimeng looked at the room upstairs, the door was open...

As soon as the door was pushed open, black hair appeared on the floor that An Yimeng could see.

She pushed open the door and quietly walked in, the pervasive smell of alcohol spreading into her nostrils...

She frowned, a faint worry flashing across her fair face.

And the boy on the ground didn't notice her, just lowered his head and fell asleep...

Obviously tall and slender body curled up slightly, like a cute koala.

He muttered something vaguely, a blinding light through the crack in the door, enveloping him on the ground.

An Yimeng's warm palm caressed his face, cold and cold, as if he had cried, and the double eyelids that made the girls envious were a little red and swollen at this time.

"Ling Ce?" An Yimeng patted his face, "Hey..."

"What's the matter with you?"

Ling Ce's black eyes trembled, opened a slit slightly, and then turned over and reached out to grab the wine bottle with a green glow.

"Hey, don't drink it anymore," An Yimeng snatched the bottle, and the liquid inside shook and shook.

"You're fooling around..."

If she hadn't copied his homework every time, asked him to sign in every time, and the upcoming exam, she wouldn't want to care about this Ling Ce, wishing he was drunk to death.

"Huh, where's my bottle..."

Ling Ce's soft body finally stood up, and he reached out to grab the wine bottle.

An Yimeng shook the wine bottle in his hand, "Do you want to drink?"

Ling Ce didn't look like a scholar at this time, and he lost his usual rational and wise conversation style, and laughed like a child.

"Yes!"

"Then tell me why you're drinking?" asked An Yimeng patiently.

As soon as she noticed that behind her, there were all bottles of wine that had fallen to the ground, one after the other, in a gymnastic formation...

Ling Ce sniffled, his slightly red eyes were not distressing, and he bit his lip.

"Ling Zhihang, this stupid brother... I'll never see you again..."