When school was out in the afternoon, Zhao Shuangwei bumped into Yang Sang at the staircase. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He should have made a special trip to wait for himself here. Seeing him, Zhao Shuangwei was a little embarrassed, with a stupid face, and she didn't know where to speak.

She stood in place, Yang Sang stared straight into her eyes, her gaze was like a torch, and she was panicked, so she had to quickly look away.

"Xiaowei," in the end, Yang Sang couldn't help it, and took the lead in speaking: "I... I miss you. ”

Zhao Shuang didn't speak slightly, she quietly looked at Yang Sang opposite her. I didn't see him for a while, Yang Sang changed his hairstyle, he kept his bangs long, and combed them all obliquely to the side, revealing a smooth and full forehead. He also looked a lot whiter, and his face was clean. It's really like Han Zhun, Zhao Shuangwei thought to herself, and her boredom with him was a little less unconscious.

Yang Sang reached out to hold her hand, Zhao Shuang frowned slightly, and shook his hand away. "Don't be like this, if you see it, you will be demerited." She said. Yang Sang hurriedly apologized.

"Are you looking for me?" She asked again.

Yang Sang looked at Zhao Shuangwei in front of him, only felt that she was indifferent and strange, she didn't think about it at all, and there was no trace of love in her eyes, which made him feel extremely cold. He couldn't understand why Zhao Shuangwei seemed to be a different person in a short period of time?

"Are you going to ignore me anymore? Don't you want me anymore? Yang Sang was reluctant to let go, and asked reluctantly.

Zhao Shuangwei pinned her head to the side to show her acquiescence, and she said lightly: "I'm tired of you like this." ”

"I'm sorry," Yang Sang hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry Xiaowei, it's me who is wrong, I apologize to you." It's all my fault, it's all my fault, am I all right? Can you please not do this to me... Please. ”

It turns out that everyone is so similar in love. Zhao Shuangwei looked at Yang Sang in front of her, just like the Chen Shixu she saw that day. Their bitter pleading, their humble retention, their low voices, their griefs and begs, are really all exactly the same.

"Xiaowei, I don't ask you to do anything to me. I just want to ask you to give me a chance to stay with you and see you every day. That's enough, really, don't push me away, okay? Seeing that Zhao Shuangwei was still silent, Yang Sang continued to plead and not give her a chance to breathe. Because he was afraid that the next thing she said would be goodbye. I'm even more afraid that after she says goodbye, they will really never see each other again.

Zhao Shuangwei looked at Yang Sang, the softest place in his heart was hit, he was so humble, he put himself so low, he didn't even ask her for anything, he just wanted to be by her side and be able to look at her every day.

She couldn't afford to refuse.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be like this, it's not good to be seen by others." Zhao Shuangwei's tone was much softer, which was very different from the previous tough attitude. Yang Sang heard the turn of events and hurriedly took her hand. She didn't break free again. He was overjoyed, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

Zhao Shuangwei looked at his eyebrows, and once again thought to himself, it seems like Han Zhun.

Just like every time before, Yang Sang sent Zhao Shuangwei home. He had nothing to say along the way, and she was a little helpless.

Zhao Shuangwei returned home, and finally unloaded a big burden in her heart, she took out her mobile phone and prepared to send a private message to Han Zhun. At this time, her phone rang, it was Li Zhijun.

"Hello? Zhijun? She rejoiced, and her heart was filled with joy.

"Weiwei, I found all the counseling books you wanted, can you come out tonight, I'll send them downstairs to your house." Li Zhijun's voice sounded so comfortable and pleasant, Zhao Shuangwei was happy in her heart, and couldn't help but laugh secretly.

"Okay, I'm home. Call me when you arrive. Zhao Shuangwei hung up the phone with a happy heart.

She was sure once again that she liked Li Zhijun. No matter how good Yang Sang is to her and how much she looks like Han Zhun, that feeling is different. It's just that...... It's just that she won't be able to say hurtful words to Yang Sang for a while. She can't be as ruthless as Guan Shudu to Chen Shixu, Yang Sang has always taken good care of herself, and Zhao Shuang can't bear to hurt someone who treats her sincerely.

Let's drag it like this first, she comforted herself so much. Maybe after a long time, Yang Sang's feelings will fade a little, and when the time comes, he won't be so sad.

Not long after dinner time, Li Zhijun's call came, and he was already downstairs.

Zhao Shuangwei changed her clothes and ran down. "Weiwei, where are you going?" Dad Zhao shouted loudly behind her. Zhao Shuang replied without replying: "Go downstairs to find a friend to get review materials." ”

Zhao's father was suspicious, hesitated for a while, and looked down at the window.

Zhao Shuangwei went downstairs and saw Li Zhijun standing there waiting for her. He carried a large bag, which was stuffed to the brim, and smiled slightly at the sight of her coming. She was moved and couldn't help but rush over and reach out to hug him.

"Weiwei, are you getting heavier?" Li Zhijun staggered a step and jokingly said, but he clearly freed up a hand and hugged her waist.

"Nasty." Zhao Shuang blushed slightly and said softly.

Li Zhijun handed over the bag in his hand: "Be careful, Shen." He smiled again: "Fortunately, I also read science, and I hope these textbooks are not too outdated." ”

"Isn't mathematics, physics and chemistry all those things, and formulas will not be outdated." Zhao Shuang took a cursory look, and Li Zhijun had already divided the tutoring books in the bag one by one according to the semester. Zhao Shuang quickly kissed him on the face, said "good night", and hurried upstairs. Li Zhijun wiped the saliva on his face and smiled shyly.

Dad Zhao watched all this from the upstairs window, with a gloomy face.

Zhao Shuang walked upstairs humming a little song, and when she got home, she saw Zhao's father and Zhao's mother sitting in danger, and she knew that something was wrong. Zhao Shuangwei stood at the door, not daring to breathe, and carefully closed the door.

"Weiwei, who did you just go down to see?" Father Zhao was the first to speak.

"A friend, who brought me a tutoring book." Zhao Shuang replied timidly, Father Zhao's eyes were like eagles, and she didn't dare to lie.

"Show me." Dad Zhao reached out and took the paper bag in her hand, opened it and examined it carefully. Sure enough, it was a tutorial book, and it was sorted very carefully one by one, and at first glance, it was carefully sorted out. His face looked a little better, and he asked:

"So what's your relationship? Is he your boyfriend? ”

Zhao Shuangwei didn't dare to raise her head, her mind was blank, she seemed to have lost the ability to think, and she was stunned.