Fan Xuezhi made He An'an feel comfortable and close in his heart in two sentences: "What kind of beam do you have?" I was the one he beat at the beginning, didn't you smash him to save me? Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He Anan gritted his teeth and said half-truthfully: "Ah, I'm just here to save you, even my people dare to move, I didn't kill him, it's good." ”

Fan Xuezhi was melted in an instant by He An'an's words about my people, and his heart softened into water: "Actually, you don't have to be like this, how many years have passed since this happened." ”

Fan Xuezhi was surprised by He An'an's words, pretending to change his attitude generously, and helped Song Liang speak: "Besides, didn't you scare him back?" ”

He Anan simply summed it up: "He dared to beat you at the beginning, even if you turn the page, I'm still stuck, I just respond to him, annoy him, hate him, you persuade me, I don't have a change of opinion about him." ”

The little sour taste left in Fan Xuezhi's heart was blown away by He An'an's words like an autumn breeze sweeping leaves.

He Anan looked at his stretched eyebrows, and secretly happy in his heart.

After singing with a white face, sing again? Red-faced, the hard moves are over, and then the tender offensive is called the heart attack.

Fan Xuezhi was completely appeased by He An'an's words, and the inferiority complex in his heart disappeared, he turned his head to look at He An'an's dark and beautiful pupils engraved with his figure, grinning, He An'an was all in his eyes, how could he let others go.

Fan Xuezhi's heart was hot, and he held He Anan with his backhand: "Me too, I only have you in my heart, except for you, I can't look down on anyone else." ”

He Anan raised his head, and the two looked at each other deeply, and the two hearts got closer and closer.

Song Liang was bored answering the questionnaire, He Anan suddenly stood up and walked to the podium with the paper and handed it to the teacher.

Song Liang subconsciously reached out to grab her, but he was a step slower, his hand hung in the air, and he paused before taking it back.

Song Liang sped up the speed of answering questions, now it is the beginning of the exam, and it involves class seating, no matter how anxious he is, he also knows the priority.

When Song Liang was concentrating on answering the paper, the second person in the class stood up and handed in the paper, he glanced distracted from the solution, and saw a trace of his back turned out of the classroom, he didn't look closely, retracted his gaze, and refocused on the test paper.

Song Liang finally finished answering the paper, and originally planned to check it, but his eyes were staring at the test questions, and he was so anxious and panicked that he couldn't see it at all, so he simply handed in the paper and left the class.

Song Liang looked at the empty corridor, and then at the white snow outside, on this cold day, He Anan didn't stay in the corridor, he must have gone to the school supermarket.

Song Liang turned his head and trotted over to the staircase, and as soon as he pressed the handrail and was about to go down the stairs, he heard someone call him by name in a suppressed voice.

Song Liang paused, looked back, and saw He Fangyao chasing after him with a surprised face.

He Fangyao walked to Song Liang's side and raised his head slightly to look at people: "I looked like you just now, so I tried to scream, but I didn't expect it to be true, you also finished answering the paper?" ”

"Where is your class?" Song Liang glanced at the direction she came from, the sophomore liberal arts department was divided into two classes, both of which were in the side corridors, the eighth class of liberal arts classrooms sat in the north and faced south, and the ninth class sat in the east and faced west, and from the location of the classrooms, it could be seen how much attention the two classes received.

He Fangyao blushed, when she was just divided into arts and sciences classes, she was still in class eight, she didn't do well in the final exam this time, and she was assigned to class nine when she was classified, she glanced at Song Liang's line of sight, and was very ashamed.

Song Liang knew that He Fangyao was interesting to him, he had seen a lot of such a little girl, and he was not interested, not to mention that she was He An'an's sister.

Song Liang asked, "You told me something?" ”

He Fangyao stared at Song Liang with big eyes, her face was shy and timid, she bit her lip and didn't speak.

Song Liang looked at her expression and understood that it was over, He Fangyao didn't want to confess to him, right? Right now? At such a time?

Song Liang frowned, not wanting to waste time here: "If you have nothing to do, I'll go first." ”

After Song Liang finished speaking, he turned his head and was about to go down the stairs.

Seeing that he was leaving, He Fangyao hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hold him: "Song Liang!" ”

Song Liang glanced at his school uniform jacket that was torn off, felt unhappy for a while, and looked back at He Fangyao.

He Fangyao stopped talking again, staring at him with big eyes, as if he could communicate with brain waves alone.

"I'm fine." Song Liang didn't want to talk to her anymore.

He Fangyao tugged at his clothes and didn't let go, and his voice was crying without warning at all: "Song Liang, my grandmother is about to die." ”

Song Liang was stunned by her like this: "Your grandmother? ”

He Anan and He Fangyao are not sisters, Song Liang doesn't know.

The He family covered this matter very tightly, except for relatives and close friends, they never mentioned this matter to outsiders, after all, this is not something to show off.

Song Liang stood up and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with your grandmother?" ”

Song Liang thought that He Fang Yao's grandmother was He An'an's grandmother, and the news that He An'an's grandmother was about to die was still very important to him.

No wonder He An'an's nose was not a nose and his face was not a face when he saw him just now, it turned out that something happened at home.

Song Liang's mood before, which was still a little depressed, was slightly diluted by this news.

He Fangyao's eyes flashed with tears: "My grandmother was angry and fainted before, and the rescue was not timely when she was sent to the hospital, and now she can only rely on infusion to maintain it." ”

"Is it so serious?" Song Liang didn't know what to say, he didn't persuade anyone, seeing He Fangyao's tearful look, he squeezed out a sentence for a long time: "Your grandmother is old after all, you have to be prepared, so you have been in the hospital during the New Year?" ”

Song Liang asked in the ears of He Fangyao, and naturally became her mother and younger brother.

He Fangyao nodded: "On the third day of junior high school, my grandmother fell ill and we went to the hospital, and we only returned home the night before school started." ”

Song Liang said in his heart, it's no wonder, he waited for the third year of junior high school, there were fewer people at home to pay New Year's greetings, and he secretly made several calls to He An'an, but no one answered.

Song Liang said to He Fangyao: "Okay, don't be sad, I know the matter, if you have anything in the future, remember to inform me, I'll go first." ”

He Fangyao was obviously surprised, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Song Liang: "I have something to deal with in a hurry now, if you have anything to say to me in the future, go to the class to find me, I am in the first class of high school." ”

He Fangyao watched Song Liang walk with long legs, and disappeared at the corner of the stairs in a blink of an eye with three steps.

Her heart was pounding, she stood still and didn't move, looking at Song Liang holding the corner of the ladder in a daze, and the roots of her ears slowly turned red. (To be continued.) )