In the quiet corridor on the seventh floor, Ai Mengmeng looked up at the sluggish Big Ben, ah, it's already past noon, has Wu Jiao already returned to the dormitory?

Wu Jiao is a boarding student, she has five roommates, each roommate is from a different class, so Wu Jiao never stays in the dormitory for a long time, as long as Ai Mengmeng is in school, she will always accompany her, they either go to the supermarket to buy some snacks, or go to the underground billiards room opposite the school to watch, or go to the school library to study on their own...... There's always a place for them to have fun, and on weekends they go to Ai Mengmeng's empty home to plague her pet parrot...... Regarding this point, Wu Jiao didn't need to ask to know why Ai Mengmeng raised a parrot, because her home was so quiet and quiet that it was difficult to even receive a phone call.

Ai Mengmeng stepped up and wanted to take a look in the classroom, maybe that silly girl Liang was still waiting in the class. This kind of luck seems to have infected her footsteps, with the rapid and excited footsteps ringing in the empty corridor, an office door was suddenly pushed open without disturbance, ah, did it disturb the principal, Ai Mengmeng just had this worry in her heart and immediately found that it was not the case at all, a male model in a straight suit came out of the office, ah oh, it was a senior, it was really a narrow road.

Ai Mengmeng thought to herself, why, does the senior think that the school uniform is too obscene, and he has to change into a suit to meet people in such a short time at noon? In math class, Wu Jiao had already told Ai Mengmeng about her senior's habit of moving chairs, but Ai Mengmeng suddenly found that Liu Xingchen was not wearing a suit, but an ordinary casual clothes, but he was wearing it very well.

Ai Mengmeng came over playfully: "Why did the senior appear here?" ”

Liu Xingchen said with a smile: "My house is too far away from the school, come to my father's office at noon to take a little rest." What about you? How's that, is a qiē still shun lì? ”

Your sister, the corners of Ai Mengmeng's mouth are crooked, what does this have to do with you. If you have a little common sense, you should know that it is not a glorious thing to go to the teaching office, and his expression at the moment seems to be asking: I heard that you won a first-class scholarship, how about it, is it still smooth?

Knowingly asked, Ai Mengmeng forced out an ugly smile: "Hehe, for an old boy like Director Lin who is in the midst of menopause, I can only hehe, otherwise what else." ”

Liu Xingchen said funny: "Yes...... Yes. What's wrong with your face, did you just cry? ”

"Who?" Ai Mengmeng recalled the scene in the office, damn, she was actually hypnotized by that guy just now, she subconsciously glanced at herself reflected on the glass: "Me?" ”

Liu Xingchen pointed with his finger: "That's it, below the inner corner of the left eye, and there, under the outer corner of the right eye......"

Usually Ai Mengmeng likes to apply a light layer of foundation on her face before going out to make her face a little whiter, because she hates the cute and stupid appearance of the girl's two big pink faces, and her eyebrows are very thin and light, which will make her eyes sharper.

She thought to herself, it must be a little flowery foundation, but she believes that this brand of foundation will not make a big face when she cries a little. Nasty guy with eyes sharper than a mosquito's mouth.

Liu Xingchen said: "Do you want to come in and wash your face?" ”

"Don't read;." Ai Mengmeng rejected him without thinking about it, thinking, I'm not as stinky as you.

"Hehe, it's not good to let Wu Jiao see it, let's wash it." Liu Xingchen is very sure, as long as she says so, she will definitely agree.

Ai Mengmeng was really shaken, and she seemed to be doing a fierce psychological struggle at the moment. Liu Xingchen knew that there was no need to say much now, so he turned around and walked into the school director's office, and Ai Mengmeng obediently followed up with her schoolbag.

As soon as she walked in, she was shocked by the luxurious carpet, the magnificent sofa and the advanced desk and chair, which is called the office, and the elegant and neat floor-to-ceiling curtains reflect the soft afternoon sunlight to make people feel very reassured.

Ai Mengmeng put down her schoolbag, walked around the room, and looked around, expensive green plants were arranged in an orderly manner by the window and extended to one corner of the room, a wall clock of more than one meter high Venus sculpture fell in the other corner of the room, and the wall was hung with simple calligraphy, as well as the temporary works of the French Impressionists.

Liu Xingchen said: "The bathroom is over there. ”

Ai Mengmeng walked into the bathroom, and was shocked again, this is a super large and super luxurious bathroom, a brand-new washbasin under the bright mirror is inlaid in the center of the flesh-pink marble countertop, it feels like entering the presidential suite, she looks at her eyes, a little red, a little swollen, but the powder makeup is fine, not as exaggerated as Liu Xingchen said, she washed her hands and came out.

Liu Xingchen brewed two cups of strong coffee with freshly ground coffee, and there was a small plate on the coffee table, with a small piece of exquisite cake on the plate, he said: "You haven't eaten at noon, there is just a piece of cake here, you can eat it." ”

Ai Mengmeng shook her head and said, "I don't like to eat cakes." ”

Liu Xingchen said: "Oh, I don't know, so what do you like to eat, Chinese dim sum?" ”

Ai Mengmeng refused to accept the kindness conveyed by his gentle eyes: "I don't like sweets. ”

"Then have a cup of coffee, you have to add a little energy, it just so happens that I haven't put sugar yet."

I didn't expect Ai Mengmeng to sit happily on the sofa, holding the hot coffee cup with both hands, and the rich fragrant mist sprayed on her face, making her whole body relax. Unsweetened lattes are actually her favorite, and memories come back to the scene three years ago...... That day, she appeared in a café wearing a red dress with slanted shoulders, and she was only 14 years old, because she was tall, she looked like an adult, she ordered an unsweetened latte, and sat alone in the corner and drank until the café closed.

At that time, she experienced a very sad thing, the bitterness of the latte in her taste buds was the same as the hard work that her parents silently endured to each other for the integrity of the family in those silent times of her childhood, she was a child who grew up in a family that froze all year round, and the memories of her childhood were rarely sweet, so she rejected something soft and sweet, thinking that such things did not exist in her world, perhaps compared to Haruko Akagi, the melancholy Wu Jiao made her feel more secure.

Liu Xingchen quietly sat down beside her and looked at her with satisfaction, he transferred from a noble school very close to his home to this ordinary high school just for one person, he had been looking for her for three years in this crowded city, and now he couldn't wait to express his long-standing favor, but he couldn't be too anxious, it would scare her away.

The hurried lunchtime slipped away in a blink of an eye, the campus became noisy, Ai Mengmeng's half-drunk coffee gradually cooled, Liu Xingchen stood in front of the window, and saw a very small back in the center of the playground.

The first class in the afternoon is the Chinese class, which is the class of Teacher Chang. Ai Mengmeng returned to her original seat as she wished, and the students thought it was amazing, and the classroom was noisy.

Teacher Chang stood at the door of the classroom and patted Liu Xingchen on the shoulder on tiptoe, and said, "This is what Director Lin meant, I hope you can understand reads;." ”

Liu Xingchen said lightly: "I completely understand. ”

Teacher Chang nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, thank you." ”

The students saw the staff bring a new set of desks and chairs and place them in the last row of the classroom, next to Ai Mengmeng's seat, and from then on, the senior became the owner of the new set of desks and chairs.

But what is the ins and outs of this matter? In the face of Wu Jiao's incessant questioning, Ai Mengmeng remained silent, because in that dark office, she and Director Lin exchanged each other's conditions and promised each other to keep the matter confidential. Ai Mengmeng looked at Wu Jiao happily, no matter what, isn't it good to return to this seat now.

The setting sun shone on Ai Mengmeng's short light brown hair, making them look soft and sparse and shiny, in stark contrast to the black fishbone braid on Wu Jiao's head.

Liu Xingchen couldn't understand why Ai Mengmeng was wearing a boy's school uniform, even if a girl was tall, it was impossible for a girl to grow a boy's body, her shoulders couldn't hold up at all, the back placket completely covered her buttocks, and the sleeves were layered on the fine ulna, and the visual effect was still thin.

But I don't know the reason for the gods, the boys' school uniforms that she was wearing listlessly have unconsciously become a fashion, almost overnight, the figure of lifting and throwing off the gown can be seen everywhere on campus, I have to say that it is a bit of an eastward effect, everyone knows in their hearts that some girls are borrowing school uniforms from boys in every possible way, and those boys who do not have school uniforms to wear have to get a hurdle vest to cover up the clumsy cut of school uniform pants with toned muscles, after all, boys and girls at this age are very concerned about personal image.

Cui Xiaokai lent his school uniform top to his girlfriend, he was the first person to walk on campus in a hurdle vest to provoke this gust of wind, and like Ai Mengmeng, the initiator actually didn't mean it.

Xiao Xinshuang of the third class shows off everywhere in his school uniform, maybe the boys will not be able to sleep for the goods that have been sold, anyway, the girls are very disdainful of her approach, disdain is disdainful, no one has the ability to resist the infiltration of the campus trend, almost all the girls who have boyfriends wear boys' school uniforms, and girls who do not have boyfriends make boyfriends in order to borrow school uniforms...... This autumn is really different, everyone is really two.

The moment Ai Mengmeng found out that she became the first person to bring the style of school uniforms, she was actually quite irritable, if everyone was so popular, the school must have held a meeting to study it again, and the result was that in the end, no one wanted to pull the wind again, that is to say, Ai Mengmeng had to wear cropped pants to school.

Miraculously, this incident has not attracted the attention of the teachers, and even Ma Baonian, the deputy director of the teaching office with the best sense of smell, has not noticed it. There are also spy wars in schools. The students privately agreed that Director Ma was the best at getting along with the students, and the smiling tiger who turned around and reported to the school that he offended people. In fact, both Director Ma and Director Lin are experts in student work, and it is their respective responsibilities to sing/redface or blackface, which is not at all what the students think.

Speaking of "school uniform style" just now, only Wu Jiao was slow to get home about this kind of thing. Before the exercise on this day, she found that Ai Mengmeng took off her school uniform and stuffed it into the hole in the table, and hurriedly asked: "At the same table, why don't you wear a school uniform, how cold it is to wear only a sweater." ”

Ai Mengmeng had a "you asked well" expression, and said with a smile: "I want to lead the new fashion on campus." ”

Wu Jiao immediately taunted her: "Cold? ”

"Nasty."

Ai Mengmeng couldn't help but pull Wu Jiao out to do exercises. As a result, she caught a cold in the afternoon, and then there was a very serious flu in the school. It's all the school uniforms that are to blame.

Sometimes, the cause and effect of things are really just sauce