Chapter 135: Only You in My Heart (1)
There were people who happened to be passing by around and heard the movement, and turned their heads curiously to look over, Sun Cong'an turned his head and glared back: "Look at what!" ”
The other party immediately turned his head and continued to move forward, what should he do, he was a student in the second year of junior high school, he was busy with his studies, and he didn't have time to care about other people's affairs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Sun Cong'an withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at Xia Qing: "But you're too thick-skinned, right?" How long has it been? Why is there no sense of convergence at all? You're too persistent in prying in the corner, aren't you? ”
Xia Qing blushed, bit her lip, showed her neat white teeth, paused, and retorted: "What are you talking nonsense!" I'm just here to solve the problem! ”
Sun Cong'an sneered and said, "You don't have anyone who studies well in the second class? The second in the school year is in your class! I see you're pretty too, what's wrong? Don't even have a good friend in the class? Or do you play together with those who are not good at learning? ”
Fan Xuezhi listened to it for a while, understood it, and scolded in his heart:! A look of chagrin slowly appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.
Sun Cong'an turned around and ran back to class with Xia Qing's tears in her eyes that day.
Sun Cong'an stood in the position of Fan Xuezhi and He An'an, driving away Fan Xuezhi's admirers, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.
Seeing Xia Qing wiping her face while turning into the gate of the second class, Sun Cong'an turned his head and glanced at Fan Xuezhi: "If I don't come out to help you solve this matter, you just wait to see He An'an's cold face every day!" ”
Fan Xuezhi buried his head in thought and replied: "Thank you!" The tone was a little low, hoarse, with a growing sense of chagrin after a sudden realization.
Sun Cong'an glanced at Fan Xuezhi and hurriedly looked away, afraid that he would not be able to control it, so he took his hand.
Sun Cong'an pouted and snorted: "A thank you is over?" When you're done, you have to invite me to the small market for a big meal, by the way, you have to bring Hao Fatzi! ”
"Okay." Fan Xuezhi lowered his eyebrows, a little at a loss: "What should I do?" ”
Sun Cong'an looked at his expression, but his heart softened, and he sighed fiercely in his heart: "What else can I do, explain, there is a misunderstanding to explain the misunderstanding." ”
"And what if she doesn't believe it?" When Fan Xuezhi asked this, his heart felt as if someone had poured a ton of cement, and he was about to sink to the bottom.
"If you don't believe it, you won't let her go, press her, hold her, do everything you can to keep her, don't talk about it clearly, explain it clearly, and resolutely don't let go." Sun Cong'an gritted his teeth and said what he longed for in his heart, and he remembered it in his heart after reading it in a small book.
Fan Xuezhi narrowed his eyes, didn't speak, and followed Sun Cong'an back to class.
It's inconvenient to talk in school, Fan Xuezhi has been holding back and not mentioning this stubble, after school in the evening, the two of them walked out with schoolbags on their backs, out of the teaching building, Fan Xuezhi looked at the dense crowd at the school gate, and pulled He An'an with his hand that didn't carry his schoolbag: "My thing is in class, can you accompany me back to pick it up?" ”
He Anan didn't doubt that there was him, and followed Fan Xuezhi to turn his head and walk back, asking as he walked: "What is it?" ”
Fan Xuezhi said casually: "Homework book." ”
It was the end of school, and everyone was going out, and they drilled into it, and before they could take two steps, the road was blocked.
Fan Xuezhi turned his head and escorted He Anan to go back.
He Anan was quite anxious for him: "Or, let's stand aside and wait?" ”
Fan Xuezhi held his arm to block the crowded flow of people behind him: "No, go back and walk to the side corridor." ”
He Anan remembered that the side corridor was full of classes in the first year of junior high school, and the students in the first year of junior high school got out of school early, and there was no one after evening self-study, so there must be fewer people.
Fan Xuezhi took her to avoid the crowd and walked to the side corridor.
The further you go in, the less people flow.
As He Anan walked, he turned his head to look at the blackboard newspaper that came out of the glass of the class on the side, each class designed differently, some painted flowers and grass, and some posted photos to write big-character posters.
She was sticking her head out to watch the excitement, when she was suddenly pulled by Fan Xuezhi's arm and turned into a classroom in the first year of junior high school.
The classroom was empty for a long time, empty, and the class door was not locked, because tomorrow there was an exam in the first classroom of the borrowed junior high school from another school.
He Anan was startled, she almost didn't call out, she turned her head to look inside the class, because it was summer, it was dark late, so the outside was still faintly bright, and everything in the classroom was very clear and clear.
"What are you doing here?" He Anan asked, looking at the classroom.
The tables and chairs have been moved, the admission number is pasted on the table, and the blackboard on the podium reads the discipline of the examination room.
Fan Xuezhi pulled her to the position next to the wall, and the two sat facing each other.
The light that came in through the window illuminated the faces of the sunset.
"Didn't you take the homework book? What are you doing here? He Anan was puzzled.
Fan Xuezhi suddenly reached out and grabbed He Anan's hand and held it in his hand.
"What are you doing?" He Anan glared at Fan Xuezhi and shouted in a low voice: "Don't make trouble! ”
He Anan struggled, inexplicably, and glared at people with his eyes: "Let go!" ”
Fan Xuezhi's hand strengthened slightly, and he felt that she was no longer struggling, so he slowly let go of his strength and gently held her hand: "An An, I have something to say to you." ”
He Anan frowned: "What do you have to say here?" ”
"It's quiet, I want to have a good talk with you." Fan Xuezhi's voice was a little hoarse, and at the end of the day, he was on fire, and the anger began to look for illness from his throat.
"What are you talking about?" He An'an has been looking at him unpleasantly recently, and he is holding a breath in his heart, and his internal organs are swollen and uncomfortable.
"Are you angry because Xia Qing has been coming to me these days?" Fan Xuezhi was glared at by He An'an, and immediately panicked, and his mouth didn't pass through his brain, and he directly pouted a sentence.
He An'an's face sank, his eyes were round, and the fire in his stomach was a little unbearable, screaming and surging upward.
"Are you mad at me?" Fan Xuezhi felt very guilty when he said this, and felt that he didn't guard the corner for He An'an, and blamed himself.
"Who's mad at you! Who said I was angry because Xia Qing came to you? I'm not angry, what do I have to be angry about? You yourself are willing to give her a lecture, what do I have to stop? He An'an said in a series of words, not crispy, and in the dripping speed of speech, he was not controlled, bringing out a wave of complaints, grievances, and fermented pantothenic acid emotions.
Fan Xuezhi was anxious, and hurriedly defended: "I really didn't think about it, she never confessed to me, she never mentioned that she liked me, she just came to ask me questions, I was reluctant to tell her at first, she mentioned the help of buying things, and I was a little embarrassed to refuse her." And every time she came to me, she took the exercises, and I didn't say a word to her except for doing the questions, really! (To be continued.) )