Nervous?

Impatient?

Loss?

Helpless?

Chen Ai looked at the tablet and didn't get a reply for a long time. Knocking on the frame with his hand, with a slight evil smile on his face, fantasizing about the other side of the screen, Lin Rongdong's complicated mood at the moment.

The ordinary and boring life has finally developed in an interesting direction.

She lifted her hair to the front and brushed it back casually. While waiting for Lin Rongdong's reply, he wandered around in other post bars.

Lying on the sofa in the living room, she heard the sound of the door lock twisting and knew that her father had returned. She returned to her room with the tablet before the door opened.

The sky outside the window was getting darker. But on the tablet, there has been no reply from Lin Honeysuckle.

The sun rises as usual.

Early the next morning, Chen Ai, who was used to going to bed early and getting up early, got up early in good spirits.

Push open the window and the fresh morning breeze blows into the house. Outside the window, birds chirp and dew falls on the maple leaves, which are gradually dyed red.

It's a new day, Chen Ai, who finished washing up and eating breakfast, put on her school uniform and set foot on the road to school.

Now this season, the streets are not very deserted at six o'clock. In addition to the students who also carry schoolbags to school, there are also many uncles and aunts who exercise in the morning, as well as many people who go to the morning market to buy groceries and buy breakfast.

This is the city where she is, less impetuous, less noisy, elegant and a little lazy.

When I arrived at school, the janitor uncle was still obscene.

At half past six, the national flag was raised and the national anthem was played.

Time seemed to stop, and Chen Ai, like all the teachers and classmates on the playground, stopped to look at the slowly rising five-star red flag.

The national flag is raised to the very top, and the national anthem ends. Once a day, the school-wide flash mob came to an end. Students who should clean up, students who should go to the cafeteria go to the cafeteria, and those who should go back to the classroom go back to the classroom.

It was still not too late for Chen Ai to arrive today, and when she walked into the classroom, there were only five or six people in the room.

She put down her school bag, took out a blank white homework book, and opened the cap. As soon as she finished this series of actions, her tablemate Lin Honeysuckle came in from the door of the classroom. The connection between the two is natural, as if the two people have rehearsed countless times.

Lin Rongdong, who entered the classroom, did not say hello to Chen Ai. opened his schoolbag directly, tacitly took out the homework book, and put it on Chen Ai's desk.

In this process, Chen Ai pretended not to deliberately observe Lin Rongdong, wanting to find clues from his face, and find out the weakness and fear of being pierced secrets.

However, this table in front of me. It's still an expressionless face, and I can't see anything.

Chen Ai looked at Lin Honeysuckle calmly, and felt a little frustrated.

Damn, believe it or not, the old lady yelled at you Lin Honeysuckle is a women's pervert?

However, Chen Ai will not really shout out. Don't look at her laughing and scolding on the Internet, but in reality, she is an introverted child with few friends.

Whether it is male friends or female friends, she has very few friends. Yes, a guy who usually talks little and likes to entertain himself, how can he have so many friends.

Classes are in place.

Chen Ai, who still didn't give up, peeked at the same table from time to time. Every time, she didn't get anything, and even made her wonder if it was the guy who said on the Internet, "I'm going to be a girl". Not your own tablemate?

No, whether it's the username of the sticker bar of "Mumu Honeysuckle", or the school sticker of concern. all show that the guy who patted himself wearing girls' underwear is his own tablemate, Lin Honeysuckle.

He must be hiding himself.

Chen Ai discovered a mistake of his own, and the message sent to him yesterday doesn't matter if it startles the snake or not. The point is that I actually used a question sentence.

"Lin Honeysuckle?"

If you ask yourself, a fool will admit it. A wise man thinks a thousand times, and there are times when he is negligent. Chen Ai sighed slightly. Picking up his black carbon pen, he drew feathers on the footer of the book.

Time slowly passed by Chen Ai's fingertips.

After the class, instead of leaving the class directly, there is a five-minute eye exercise.

Chen Ai once again glanced at Lin Rongdong, who was at the same table, and finally found an abnormality.

Hahaha!

She wanted to cross her waist and look up to the sky and smile, little rabbit cub, and finally let the old lady catch the clues.

To do eye exercises, you need to take off your glasses. Chen Ai, who had just seen Lin Honeysuckle, found that his tablemate, who was closing his eyes at the moment, had obvious dark circles around his eyes.

Here's the proof!

Prove yourself yesterday's words. It really made him nervous, anxious, hesitant, and at a loss. That's enough. His judgment was correct.

After the eye exercises, Lin Honeysuckle brought back his eyes. Walking towards the door of the classroom, I probably lost the toilet.

Chen Ai looked at Lin Rongdong's back, to be precise, looking at his ass.

She wondered if she was going to rush over and take advantage of his unpreparedness to pull off his pants and see if he was wearing yesterday's white bear panties.

No, it can't be done.

If he wears it and I pick up his pants, there will be a lot of people who will see it. He won't be able to hold his head up in the class in the future.

In case he didn't wear it and I ripped off his pants, then what am I. Practical joke? Or am I a female pervert who likes to pick up boys' pants and watch little dingding?

It's really tangled. Chen Ai kept tapping the tip of the carbon pen on the paper. On the white paper, there is a cat made up of dots taking shape.

That's what she had in mind.

If you don't pick up Lin Honeysuckle's pants, what underwear he wears, for her, it belongs to a black box. It may be girls' underwear or boys' underwear.

Just want to abuse the cat madman Schrödinger, like the cat in the box. If you don't open the box, it's always an indeterminate superposition.

The only difference between the two is that Chen Ai is not sure what kind of underwear Lin is wearing, while Schrödinger is not sure about the life and death of the cat.

From this point of view, Miss Chen Ai Chen is still quite kind, but a gentleman cares about underwear, not to test life and death.

While she was changing her mind, Lin Honeysuckle had already returned.

Chen Ai still cares about what kind of underwear Lin Honeysuckle is wearing, why it is flat when she wears girls' underwear, and how she does it.

Do you want to do it yourself? Lin Honeysuckle returned to his seat and had not yet sat down. Chen Ai's right hand was raised slightly, trying to pull his pants down.

No, no.

Chen Ai hurriedly pressed his right hand with his left hand. There must be another way, and you can't do it yourself. Chen Ai stared at the paper, sketched out the black box with the border, and the cat inside and thought.

If you want to open the black box and make observations of what is inside, there must be another way.

For example, ask someone.

Chen Ai remembered that Lin Rongdong and He Hongwei were very good, and the two of them went to the toilet just now. Do you want to ask him?

Something isn't right.

Chen Ai vetoed this idea of her own, and went to ask a boy what kind of underwear the other boy was wearing. I don't want to be treated as a special fetish.

Moreover, He Hongwei's kid is lively and active, and at first glance he is a big-mouthed material, so he can't tell him.

It's really distressing.

Chen Ai was very distressed, and she wanted to rub her hair messily. However, this is in the classroom, which is not possible.

In class, it was another class feather trip, during which she was very "unlucky" and was asked a question by the teacher. However, there is no danger, just read a text.

Instead of writing on the blackboard or something, otherwise, it is estimated that she will be hung on the blackboard again and be regarded as a negative example.

She lowered her head and looked at her breasts, which had just begun to develop for a short time, obviously not big, why was she so brainless.

Siesta.

Due to school restrictions, only students close to home are allowed to leave the school, and junior high school students rarely bring lunch boxes. Therefore, except for a very small number of people who nibble on bread in the class, the vast majority go to the school cafeteria to eat.

Chen Ai and his friend Han Lu, the two of them stood side by side, and followed the crowd to find the canteen.

The city's No. 9 Junior High School is located on the outskirts of the city. In addition to the playground, which has been built very flat, most of the rest of the places are built according to the trend of the mountain.

So, the two of them climbed the stairs and went down the stairs to the cafeteria above.

"Lulu, listen to me." Chen Ai covered his mouth with his hand and whispered in Han Lu's ear.

"What?" Chen Lu, who was in front of Chen Ai in line, didn't hear clearly, and turned around and asked.

Canteens, especially school canteens. During the rush hour, there is always noise, whether it is the sound of metal cutlery colliding or the students talking to each other.

In short, it's just "buzzing" and annoying. In such an environment where the decibels are not low, it is obviously not easy for Han Lu to hear Chen Ai's whisper in his ear.

Never mind. Chen Ai felt the surrounding environment, and it was impossible for him to shout out the topic he wanted to talk about. She knew she had to say, "I'll talk about it after eating." ”

"Hmm." Han Lu nodded as if she didn't understand. For the companion next to her, she is used to the chattering behavior from time to time.

Junior high school is compulsory and meals in the canteen are subsidized. Therefore, Chen Ai spent two yuan and made three dishes and rice.

The two people who were cooking were looking around. There are a lot of people in the cafeteria, and there are no empty tables left, so you can only find empty ones to share tables.

Chen Ai saw a place where there seemed to be an empty seat, and led Han Lu over. Walking nearby, Chen Ai was disappointed to find that there was a battery on the chair, and someone was already occupying the seat.

Occupy the pit and don't, you are an immortal. Chen Ai gave an anachronistic example in his mind, and then drew a circle in his mind to curse the person who occupied the seat.

That's all she can do. Taking things to occupy a seat in the cafeteria of the ninth middle school is already a tradition that I don't know how many years it has been inherited, at least when I first came last year, the seniors did it.

The vacant seats were really hard to find, and Chen Ai looked at the vacant seats that were occupied, sulking.

And Han Lu beside her has already found a position.

She poked Chen Ai with her finger, "Xiao Ai, let's go there." ”

Chen Ai raised his head and looked in the direction that Han Lu was pointing.

There are two vacant seats, and on the edge of the vacant seats are Lin Rongdong and He Hongwei.