At that time, they were in self-study, and the homeroom teacher said to let Xia Mo and Yanran go to the teaching office.

Yanran's heart chuckled, and she was stunned for a while.

In the afternoon, the sun was very abundant, and it spilled in through the glass window next to the corridor, which was white and swaying, making the corners of the eyes hurt.

The hallway was empty, suffocatingly quiet, and the black leather shoes clicked on the shiny floor...... The sound of 'clicking' is empty and lonely.

Yan Ran clenched her hands, her face was pale, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.

Unlike Xia Mo and Song Qian, Yanran is a free student recruited in the name of special enrollment, but in order to avoid too much exposure in several consecutive exams, Yanran has controlled her score at about 85 points.

Although she did not say at that time what grades she must maintain after entering Nanhua, she clearly said that she must abide by Nanhua's school discipline and school rules, which has become the only written requirement for her

For a free student like her, Nanhua was originally upside down, and she lost the aura of the scholar they cared about the most at the beginning, and she had no use value, if it was a violation of discipline...... She was afraid that she would be dropped out of school.

If you have been dropped out of school...... She didn't dare to think about it.

Rather than the panic of being dropped out of school, she was more afraid that the school would call her grandmother and ask her to come to school

When she thought of her thin and old grandmother bowing her head in front of the teacher for training, she felt as if her heart had been ripped out by something, and her heart ached.

Xia Mo seemed to see her uneasiness, looked at Yan Ran intently with dark and bright eyes, and shook her hand tightly, as if he wanted to comfort her in this way.

"Sister, do you regret helping me?" Xia Mo asked, her expression was solemn, her dark eyes revealed a certain loneliness and self-blame, and she found that Yanran's palms were soaked with cold sweat.

Yes! Do you regret it? Yanran asked herself.

A girl like her, in an aristocratic school like Nanhua, if she can spend three years safely and smoothly, she will already be favored by God, and it is really a bit overwhelming for her to be in the limelight to protect others.

To be honest, she did hesitate at the time, but when she saw Song Qian dragging Xia Mo by the hair and beating her, a burst of anger suddenly burst out in her heart, and she just wanted to save Xia Mo, but she didn't expect to fall into it instead.

Although Yan Ran didn't know how to fight, she knew how to make Xia Mo suffer fewer injuries, although these wounds were left on her own later.

Even after the fight, she didn't think too much about it, and even felt happy that she had protected Xia Mo, but if she knew that protecting Xia Mo in such a way would be punished and consequenced so severely, would she still do it?

"Silly girl, I'm not your sister." A faint smile bloomed on his pale face, and he clenched Xia Mo's hand.

Yes! Xia Mo called her sister, and I don't know when she also regarded Xia Mo as a sister in her heart.

She asked herself, if someone bullied Yan Yu, would she regret being punished for protecting Yan Yu?

The answer, of course, is no.

Xia Mo looked at Yan Ran, his dark eyes narrowed into a crooked slit, and there was a warm liquid circulating in it.

When he walked to the door of the academic affairs office, Xia Mo whispered something close to Yanran's ear.

Yanran raised her eyes to look at Xia Mo, her expression slightly stunned.

The door was opened, and Xia Mo let go of Yanran's hand without a trace.

There were already two classmates sitting inside, Song Qian and her friend, and it seemed that the teacher wanted to gather them all together and confront them face to face.

Xia Mo was very calm, with his hands on his chest, his posture was arrogant, and his black almond eyes glanced at the two of them with great contempt.

"Tell me, did you fight?" The director of the Academic Affairs Office was a middle-aged man with lush and dark hair, and a little wool curly, which his classmates privately called him.

"Nope!" The three of them said almost in unison, full of tacit understanding.

Maybe even they felt a little ironic, and after speaking, they looked at each other contemptuously.

Yan Ran didn't make a sound, lowered her head, and her heart was very weak.

"Yanran...... You say, did you get into a fight in the basketball arena yesterday? "After all, the director of the Academic Affairs Office is an old Jianghu, and he locked on to the target at a glance.

"......" Yanran lowered her head, her long hair covering all her expressions, and a cold patch of cold on her back, and liquid slid down her spine.

"Smack!" There was a sound, and Curly Slammed the ring ruler in his hand on the table, his face was fierce, which really scared a few girls.

"Say! I'm asking you! Curly's voice suddenly increased, and in this way, the little girl, she will do everything if she is scared.

"Teacher, who told you that we fought? We did watch the game in the basketball stadium yesterday, and we did have some unpleasantness, but it was just a verbal disagreement, and then we all reconciled. Fight? How can it be? We're not so violent......" Song Qian was afraid that Yan Ran would not be able to withstand the pressure, and her face was dignified, for fear that Yan Ran would recruit everything, trying to divert Curly's attention in this way.

No matter how deep the previous festival was, if it is characterized as a fight in the school, it will not benefit anyone, not only should parents be called to school, but also a review book should be written and read aloud in front of all teachers and students when the national flag is raised on Monday.

Fights and brawls? And it's a girl, if that's the case, it's ugly!

Song Qian has always shown herself as a good girl, and she has never had a bad record, so she naturally doesn't want to bear such a shame, not to mention that if it is written into the file, it will even affect her study abroad, she is going to study at Harvard.

"Shut up! I didn't ask you again! "Jiang is still old and spicy, how could Curly didn't see Song Qian's little trick, and immediately stopped drinking.

"There was a fight! Right! He lowered his voice and looked down at Yan Ran, revealing an eerie and terrifying aura, which instantly made people creepy.

There was silence for a while...... "No! Yan Ran raised her head suddenly, her eyes were blazing, and her eyes were as black as ink.

It's already like this anyway, so it's better to gamble.

There was no teacher present at the time, so as long as a few people insisted that there was no fight, there was still room to turn around.

Yan Ran's determined eyes made the director of the Academic Affairs Office a little surprised, and even began to wonder if he had really wronged them.

Good! In this case, there is only another tactic.

Several people were trapped in the academic office for a long time, and even missed the time for dinner, and did not let them out until the stars were o'clock.

Coming out of the door of the teaching office, the two girls held each other's hands tightly, their bodies stiffened, and they inexplicably accelerated their pace, and when they walked for a distance, the two looked at each other tacitly and smiled, their hair was flying, and they held hands and ran all the way.

They almost ran down from the third floor in one go, and they didn't even take the elevator, like the heroine who escaped for her life in a horror movie, she was definitely fast enough.

Escaping from the school building, the two girls bent over and supported their knees with their hands, breathing in the fresh air, and the two clutched hearts had a little time to breathe.

The night was slightly cold, and they looked at each other and smiled, their smiles bright and sincere.