In the morning, I entered the classroom in a state of ignorance that I had not woken up, took out the first required textbook, and buried my head in the hole in the table to find milk and biscuits, and a small note next to it that read "Don't be angry".

The moment I looked back, I smiled, it seems that this girl doesn't know that I don't have a memory of being angry with her.

Also, we don't seem to know each other very well.

So I stuffed the note back into the hole in the table, and walked to Wu Ya's seat with milk and biscuits in my hand, where I was struggling to write something.

I handed the torn open biscuit to her eyes.

She froze for half a second, then looked up at me and smiled sweetly, then reached out and took a random piece from the cookie box and stuffed it into her mouth.

As the hand blocking the notebook was removed, I looked down and saw the three words written with a gel pen in the middle of the first row, "Review Book".

Wu Ya saw that I frowned and leaned over to look at the other small words, ignoring that most of the biscuits stuffed into my mouth were still exposed, so she hurriedly put the notebook into the hole in the table, as careful as last time.

Originally, she was still a little curious, but she was so awkward. I patted the cookie crumbs scattered around the book and didn't bother anymore.

But the title is a review book, not a love letter to convey love, which is really strange.

Could it be that this girl is hiding from me that she has a hobby of writing review books?

Such a pervert!

I sat on her class seat with great interest, hooked her chin and said evilly: "Wu Ya, you tell me honestly, do you have any special habits with your family Haoyu?" Like role-playing and the like. ”

Wu Ya blushed innocently when she heard this, and then got up and pushed my back with both hands and drove me back to my seat.

She said: "Wang Qi, can you not pretend to be a mess in your head, be careful of going crazy!" ”

I turned around with a wink, "Then you have to at least say what's going on, so I don't think about it!" ”

"It's just a piece of paper, what can it do!" Wu Ya scratched her hair unnaturally.

I looked at her blushing little face, and I was afraid that there would be a possibility of spontaneous combustion if I teased her again, so I decided to let her go and stop asking.

Originally, it was also boring, yes, it was really boring!

Eating in the cafeteria during the lunch break finally witnessed how popular Jiang Zeyi is, his legend has not stopped since he transferred to another school, what xx school's school grass, Xueba, plus the poignant love story of the underworld falling in love with Cinderella.

These are rumors that have no credibility, but everyone is happy to discuss them.

When I half-squinted at Jiang Zeyi, I asked Wu Ya, who was biting her chopsticks and looking in the same direction, "Why can't you say these women can change?" From Qian Mao to him, he hasn't grown at all? ”

The chopsticks in Wu Ya's hand moved because of distraction, and she coped: "I don't know, maybe I didn't dare to approach Qian Mao's body because I was suppressed before, and it is rare for someone to be able to flirt casually at this time, and they must be flocking to it." ”

"That's it?" I was clearly not satisfied with her answer.

Wu Ya sighed, and reluctantly turned her gaze back to look at me, "How can I know everything about this, besides, weren't we the same as them before?" ”

I couldn't help but shake my head, picked up the rice in the bowl and put it in my mouth, and couldn't help but feel ashamed of my previous behavior.

But at the same time, a ridiculous idea came to my head. And the more you think about it, the more it looks like that.

"Hey, Wang Qi, Wang Qi!" Wu Ya called me.

I came back to my senses and caught her gaze.

"Do you still eat it?"

Shaking my head in disgust, I looked at the hardened rice in front of me, and I put down the chopsticks in my hand.

Until I walked out of the cafeteria, my mind was thinking about the same thing.

I'm wondering if the person last night could be Jiang Zeyi?

Although a school uniform and rumors alone are not convincing at all, I don't know why it can be equated with Jiang Ze in my mind.

So I was going to ask Wu Ya, limited to just guessing, it was inevitable that she would be a little incoherent, I said: "Wu Ya, you saw all those people last night, do you think there is any of them from our school?" ”

Wu Ya unscrewed the lid of the pure water, raised her head and drank before answering slowly: "No!" ”

"But I saw our school uniform!"

Wu Ya was only then upright, and then denied, "Really? Dazzled, I haven't noticed it for so long, how do you know? Could it be that the black light is blinding, you are mistaken? ”

I listened to her words and shook my head in contemplation, not having a clue again.

Wu Ya stretched out her hand and shook it in front of my eyes, and only after focusing her eyes did she see that the pure water in her hand had been screwed on the bottle cap.

"What do you think?"

"Nope!"

Probably misunderstood, or that Jiang Zeyi was too mysterious.

During the second break in the afternoon, I was concentrating on yesterday's math problems. Because the class representative said that if he didn't hand it over, he would report it to the teacher, which really scared me to death.

When I put my ears open, I heard the sound of stools rubbing against the ground in the last row, and I immediately put down my pen and walked over quickly.

The man who stood up was casually loading textbooks into his school bag, and I held down the school bag he was about to pick up without saying a word.

The man looked up strangely, his originally unhappy face turned into surprise after seeing that it was me, and asked in a calm voice, "Wang Qi, what are you doing?" ”

I raised my eyes and skimmed him, "I should have asked you that!" ”

The expression was even more surprised, frowning and jokingly hitting my forehead with a backhand, muttering, "It's normal! ”

"Qian Mao," I crossed my hands on my hips and raised my eyebrows to look at him, "You tell the truth, have you taken a fancy to other sisters-in-law lately?" ”

"Please, how dare I!" Qian Mao put down his schoolbag, his aggrieved facial features were wrinkled together, and he hurriedly brushed it off, "Don't say that it's you thinking now, even if there is, I can still stand here intact with your temper?" ”

"Really?"

"After all these years, have I ever looked at other girls, don't you know yourself?"

I thought about it carefully, and I have to admit that the credibility of this kid's words is very high.

When he saw that I was moved, his restless paw picked up the bag again, but I pressed it mercilessly.

"Qian Mao, don't you think you're very strange these days?"

He shook his head innocently, "I don't think so." ”

I looked at him and said indignantly, "Usually a thief does not say that he is a thief, so can't I know about you?" ”

Qian Mao reluctantly took away the hand I put on the bag, his eyes were anxious, as if he was in a hurry to get somewhere.

He said: "Wang Qi, I have something to do today, let's talk about this topic next time." ”

Actually, it's not that you're ignorant, and you don't have to know an answer! I'm just constantly trying to verify something, and after listening to it over and over again, it seems that memory can build a house, and then the only people who live in it are you and me.

But the habitual thinking of man made me hold his hand when I thought it was unnecessary, and the warmth of the instant touch spread from the palm of my hand to the soles of my feet. And every time I hold hands, it feels different.

I myself was shocked, and after a moment of confusion, I immediately let go.

Otherwise, the mind is too obvious, and it will not be a surprise for me.

It's a pity that the other party's understanding is completely different from mine, and even has nothing to do with it.

He said to me impatiently, "Okay, Wang Qi." ”

I was stunned, then turned around without saying a word, and my eyes shifted from his remorseful expression to the chalk writing on the blackboard.

A few seconds later, the sound of hurried departing footsteps came into my ears.

I just want to keep it at the temperature of my palm, and if it doesn't do what I want in the future, it should be one more thought.

You see, you once inadvertently made me so excited!

My imagination is only so limited.

When I came home from school, I sighed softly at my mother's smile and the fragrant dishes on the table.

There must always be someone who compromises, and life seems to be able to go on.

The slight stuffiness of the night has not yet reached the point of affecting sleep, and the wind blowing in from the window hits the tiptoes, and I shrink into the thin quilt, and it will be cold.

When I pressed the power off button until the screen stopped lit up, the corners of my mouth finally tended to rise, and the excitement after the prank seemed to satisfy a lot of emotions.

So I rolled over and looked out at the dark outside. Will you be furious tomorrow? Did my bad intentions succeed in getting your attention?

It took a long time for my eyes to get tired before I stopped fantasizing.

I woke up in the morning and found myself having a long dream, but I couldn't remember the contents.

It's probably a good dream, but I'm not qualified to remember it, hehe.

The good mood lasts for a short time, and from last night to now, I have obviously lost interest.

Biting the straw and walking through the guard's room, I kept looking down and looking for the footstep that would suddenly stop in front of me, and it seemed to be my pleasure at the moment.

Then from the hallway to the hallway, there was no liquid in the milk carton swaying in my footsteps. Suddenly, my eyes brightened, and I looked up ecstatically and said, "Found it!" ”

The other party still had a trademark smile on his face, and asked suspiciously, "What did you find?" ”

My smile stopped at my lips and teeth, and after half a second, I realized that the look I pulled down might not be polite, so I shifted my attention and flicked the bangs in front of my forehead.

Jiang Ze also glanced at the box in my hand, coldly withdrew it from my hand, and then before I could react, I was already holding a chocolate-flavored biscuit in my hand.

The first to react was a frowning brow, afraid that he would notice it, so he immediately raised a smile and said, "Thank you, although the person who gave you the cookie will be sad." ”

Jiang Ze was also caught off guard by my straightforward answer, and bent his eyes and laughed.

Then he said embarrassedly: "I originally wanted to secretly borrow flowers to offer Buddha." ”

I watched him smile and his cheeks bulge up, and I noticed that this man didn't seem to be moving much, whether he was happy or sad.

The first thing my eyes caught eye when I entered the classroom was the last row of people sleeping on their desks, and he didn't make out my footsteps.

But I laughed, because his crumpled uniform and messy hair were undoubtedly checked against the image in his head.

A series of actions of placing the biscuits on the desk and hanging the schoolbag on the edge of the desk attracted Wu Ya's attention.

She walked over and pointed to the biscuits on the table to look at me, "Don't you hate chocolate-flavored things?" ”

I nodded, leaned over and unzipped my bag to take out my textbook.

"Then what did you buy it for?"

"Someone else gave it!" The reason why I don't say give it away is because it is something that I get from changing hands, so I don't want to exaggerate the value.

"Who?" Wu Ya leaned on the table and asked me.

I wiped my gaze from her, raised my voice and said, "Jiang Zeyi." ”

Unexpectedly, the person who was more urgent than Wu Ya's reaction strode over with an expressionless face, and then grabbed the biscuits on the table and threw them into the trash can behind without mercy.

I looked at the low pressure emanating from his body, from the last row to me, and from me to the distance from the trash can on the right, he didn't seem to be bothered, but he was venting some kind of emotion, and waited until his face eased a little before returning to my seat.

Wu Ya walked away at some point, leaving me to watch his childish game with interest.

Qian Mao was still full of anger after exhaling a breath, and asked me with a dark face, "What did you do last night?" ”

"Sleep!" I replied nonchalantly.

Apparently not believing my words, he continued to ask, "Why didn't you answer my call?" ”

"No power!"

"Won't it be charged?"

"Too lazy to get up."

Qian Mao was angered by my appearance that it was none of his business, but he lowered his voice again and again, "Wang Qi, are you angry with me, right?" ”

Thank goodness you finally know!

"No," I replied firmly.

"Then why don't you answer my call?"

"Didn't you say there was no electricity?"

"Is that really all there is to it?" Qian Mao asked word by word.

This book is derived from reading the rim