"Mo Xiaoli!" As soon as school ended, Xiaoli put on her schoolbag and was about to walk out of the classroom, but Li Junfeng rushed over with an expression of asking questions, blocking Xiaoli's way.

"What's the matter!" Although they are no longer boyfriend and girlfriend, they will still say hello when they meet, after all, they have known each other, and he has helped her, but everything is just a loud greeting, and more is avoided!

Hearing this, Li Junfeng looked at Xiaoli again and again, pursed his lips, and didn't know where to start.

"If it's okay, then get out of the way." Seeing Li Junfeng's appearance, Xiaoli glanced at him impatiently, then raised her hand and pushed him away unceremoniously.

"Mo Xiaoli!" On the ground, Li Junfeng grabbed Xiaoli's arm and didn't let her walk away from his eyes like this.

"Just say anything, I'm in a hurry!" Recently, after school, I made an appointment with Xinyi and Ma Wenhao to tutor in the gazebo in the park, and the general tutoring time is one and a half hours, at first she thought that Xinyi's mother would not agree, but who knew that she knew that it was Ma Wenhao, who had a lot of money, and the proud son of the sky with a background tutored Xinyi, she immediately agreed, and ...... Not only did they agree, but they were even happy to say that it didn't matter if they went back later.

Hehe...... The world is so realistic, people with money and background are welcome and accepted to go there.

But...... Despite this, it doesn't matter if Xiaoli can help Xinyi, she can tolerate the rest, even if it is the cynicism of others, even if it is the unequal treatment of others.

In addition, after tutoring, she and Ma Wenhao will send Xinyi back together, but she will not send her to the door, but Ma Wenhao will send her back, and she will stand in the alley and watch them, because she doesn't want to be seen by her aunt, so as not to make Xinyi difficult to be a person when she gets there.

After sending Xinyi off, Ma Wenhao would ride her back on a bicycle.

Although she didn't want to have too much intersection with Ma Wenhao alone, she wanted to cook before Mo Hua came back, so she just gave up, anyway, there was already an intersection, and it was no longer so important to have more points or less points.

Although she didn't like Mo Hua, he didn't like the words he scolded when he was upset, because of the harshness, and because of ...... It hurts to hear it.

Unable to hear Li Junfeng's answer, Xiaoli glanced up at him, and told him with her eyes, I'm very impatient now, if you have something to say, let it go!

Receiving Xiaoli's eyes, Li Xiaofeng sighed, he fell in love with such a girl, and he could only admit it.

"Why did you leave when you saw me lately? It's okay to leave when you see me, why are you still with that Ma Wenhao recently? ”

In the end, his tone became stiff, with resentment, incomprehension, and anger.

"Li Junfeng, do you think you are qualified to ask me everything?" Xiaoli looked at him unhappily, and asked with an unkind rhetorical tone, she is not a prisoner, and there is no need to accept his interrogation.

"Mo Xiaoli, don't be like this." Li Xiaofeng frowned and pleaded helplessly.

Hearing Li Junfeng's tone change suddenly, Xiaoli raised her head and looked at Li Junfeng seriously, and then slowly showed a sarcastic smile, "Li Junfeng, when did you become like this, I'm really not used to it, you better be your playboy!" Because you're serious...... It will make people think that you are fake! ”

After speaking, Xiaoli shook off his hand unceremoniously, and then walked away without looking back.

"Does it make you feel fake if I'm serious? Hehe......" Standing outside the door, Li Junfeng said this slowly, and then sadly showed a smile with self-deprecation.

The farthest distance in the world is not life and death, nor I love you but you don't know, but I say I love you, but you don't believe it!

……

"Why are you so late?" Seeing Xiaoli coming, Xinyi immediately put down her homework and rushed over and hugged Xiaoli.

Now Xinyi and Ma Wenhao are out of school together, and then go to the pavilion to gather together, which also saves a lot of trouble, first, even if she has something, Xinyi doesn't have to stand at the school gate for a long time, and secondly, there is no need for a group of people to go to Yuying's door to stand in a row.

"That's it! Go get homework! Xiaoli smiled and flicked Xinyi's brow, and then urged. This girl always has to wait for her to come before she is willing to sit and do her homework obediently, she relies on her so much, she sometimes really doubts that she is her mother! I'm really fainting......

"Good!" Xin Yi smiled sweetly, then sat down obediently, wrote her homework, and asked Ma Wenhao directly if she didn't understand, now she won't be polite to Ma Wenhao! Because it's all for Xiaoli, she doesn't want her grades to become an obstacle for them. In the future, she still wants to play with her until she is old and dies......

Seeing Xin Yi obediently sitting down to do her homework, Xiaoli smiled slightly, then found a place to sit down, took out her sketchbook and began to draw quick writing.

Every day, her days live so peacefully, she likes this rare tranquility, as if there is no pressure of life, as if there is no shame given by Mo Hua, as if there is no troubles in the world, there is only tranquility, and then stability, only freedom.

After explaining a math problem for Xinyi, Ma Wenhao quietly stared at her who was seriously drawing fast writing, sometimes impulsive, sometimes indifferent, sometimes quiet, sometimes gentle, sometimes fragile.

Maybe in the eyes of others, she is a very strong person, as if she will not frown when the sky falls, she is a very reliable dependent, and she is a person who is optimistic and strong.

But...... He knew she wasn't, because he saw the sadness in her eyes.

Several times when he sent her home, he would hear the man's roars and curses, and sometimes she would see her walk downstairs in frustration, and finally sit helplessly on the stone bench under the banyan tree downstairs, sometimes she would sigh helplessly, sometimes she would even pretend to be strong with sadness, sometimes she would curl up her knees fragily, and then bury her head between her knees and cry.

Later, every time he sent her home, he would stay at a corner of her downstairs for more than ten minutes, until he could not hear the man's roar, until he could not see her sad figure, until he saw her walk upstairs again strongly, until he was sure that she was well, he would push the bicycle and leave with a full depression.

Slowly...... He seemed to understand her world, the cruel world that had to go on strongly.

Slowly...... He saw through her strength and understood that behind the strength was often the unavoidable recklessness.

Slowly...... Looking at her back, he seemed to hear the suppressed sigh in his heart.