Chen Yuanyuan took a sip of water and gasped for breath twice before he came to his senses.

"Yuanyuan, your chest?" Julie looked at the boy over there staring at Chen Yuanyuan at this time, and couldn't help but remind.

"Chest?" Chen Yuanyuan lowered his head suspiciously, found that something was wrong, and felt a little flustered, but he immediately calmed down.

She raised her head and squinted her eyes to look at the onlookers, and she didn't hug her chest to cover it, she had seen it anyway, and now she has serious things to do.

You Jing walked to Chen Yuanyuan's side with some hesitation, handed over the school uniform jacket, and specially put the red handprint up, so that Chen Yuanyuan could see it at a glance.

Chen Yuanyuan took the clothes, took a closer look, and said that there were two red handprints on the back, but in fact, there were two finger prints on the left and right sides, and she felt that it might still be the same hand, and the two fingers were pressed twice.

As soon as You Jing turned around at this time and wanted to walk towards the group of girls, Chen Yuanyuan put a hand on her shoulder. She tried to break free twice, but failed, so she turned her head, because the angle was not enough, she could only slant her eyes and glanced at Chen Yuanyuan, as if she was a little confused.

"What's going on?" Chen Yuanyuan was a little furious by this look, so he quickly let go of his hand, cleared his throat, and pointed to the fingerprint and asked.

"I don't know!" You Jing turned around and replied with some confidence.

"Really? Hands outstretched. Chen Yuanyuan said with some disbelieving.

"Now, look, there's nothing." You Jing stretched out her left hand, opened her five fingers, and opened the back of her palm once.

"The other hand." Chen Yuanyuan glanced at his left hand, there was no problem, so he said.

You Jing's expression became quite aggrieved at this time, and she reluctantly stretched out her right hand, but Chen Yuanyuan didn't find anything. So she didn't give up, she compared You Jing's finger on the red finger print again, and found that it was not suitable, and the finger print was smaller.

"I'm done, I didn't do it." You Jing sniffled, feeling like she wanted to cry. That expression coupled with that cute face is quite a match, and it can arouse people's desire to protect, both men and women are no exception.

"Well, I was wrong, I apologize to you, I shouldn't have doubted you." Chen Yuanyuan looked at her posture, and the unhappiness just now disappeared without a trace, and began to comfort You Jing.

"Well, I accepted your apology, but not next time." You Jing didn't take two seconds to put away the expression just now, and now she looks very serious.

However, what brought Chen Yuanyuan was the feeling of wanting to laugh and holding back a lot of pain. She thought, "Could it be that I was wrong?" Didn't she do it? Or is it not just her doing, but someone else? ”

Chen Yuanyuan looked at You Jing, who seemed to have returned to the girls' group as a winner, and glanced at Julie not far away, intentionally or unintentionally, a little thoughtfully.

There are several more boys not far away now, and they are still discussing something, and their voices are not small. Chen Yuanyuan exhaled heavily with his nose, put down what had just happened, and put on his school uniform. The scenery was obscured, and the boys' expressions looked very lost.

In a group, when doing a lot of things, it is not what you want, but passively accept the opinions of the majority, otherwise it is easy to be excluded and driven away, which is unbearable for a person who longs for friends. Chen Yuanyuan in the previous life was isolated because she was unwilling to do things against her will, every time she changed schools, this kind of thing would happen once, she didn't have a long memory at any time, so she has always been alone, fighting against loneliness and enjoying loneliness.

Is Chen Yuanyuan's class bigger than her breasts? No, there's a bigger one. It was a somewhat fat girl, named Mu Fang, with a round face, taller than Chen Yuanyuan, who didn't like to talk, her grades were slightly worse, and she had a feeling of being a little transparent. She didn't fit into the group of girls in the class, she usually stayed quietly in the corner, and occasionally chatted with her classmates, but her voice was so small that she couldn't hear it clearly.

If Chen Yuanyuan has just arrived at B, Mu Fang is at the level of C. When running, it is very slow and a little strenuous, and the two lumps on the chest can still shake slightly, which is a little strange for the boys.

Mu Fang may not be able to stand their gaze, her face is so red that she can drip blood, and she sweats a lot after exercising, and she walks to the teaching building in a little panic. When passing by others, it exudes a faint 'milky fragrance'.

Usually this girl always finds all kinds of reasons to shirk, not to go to sports, today I can't do it, I ran a lap, I sweated, and I exuded a body fragrance that I don't usually have, which is really a strange thing.

After Chen Yuanyuan sniffed twice, she held her breath, because she thought of the scene of her mother's milk bath before, and she was a little distressed.

The rest of the people have nothing to look at, only a few girls are qualified, so they were reprimanded by the physical education teacher together, restricting the leave in the future, which made many people sigh for a long time.

After school on this day, the four of them separated at the intersection, Chen Yuanyuan did not go directly, but put the car diagonally to the side, leaning against the wall as if waiting for something.

After a while, Julie turned back again, walked up to Chen Yuanyuan a little timidly, and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

"I don't have anyone to wash my clothes when I get home, Lily, you can wash it for me." As he spoke, Chen Yuanyuan took off his school uniform and stuffed it into Julie's arms.

Julie took a deep breath, as if she had the courage, and just as she was about to open her mouth, Chen Yuanyuan pressed her lips with her right index finger.

"Promise me, okay?" Chen Yuanyuan looked at Julie's eyes and said a little lonely.

Julie nodded her head, and then the two of them talked about the past, and then they went in different directions.

The autumn evening was a little cool, coupled with the cold wind blowing from time to time, even Chen Yuanyuan, who was in great physique, sneezed, after all, he was riding a bicycle with half sleeves.

When she got home, she felt that she might have a fever and her head was a little messy, so she took some cold medicine and sweated all over her sleep at night.

The next morning, it was much better, but I still stuck with it for one day, and on the third day it was completely fine. This made her have to sigh: "My body is amazing." ”

Comparatively speaking, other people's bodies are much worse, recently there are a lot of colds in the class, and during class, people often can't help coughing a few times, stimulating other people's nerves.

One afternoon, one of the students probably had a bad cold, and he was lying on his desk during a Chinese class, and his seat was facing the row of the podium, and the second.

At this time, the Chinese teacher finished writing on the blackboard, and when he turned around, he saw him, and his face sank.

"Kong Pengfei! Get up and answer the question. The teacher stared at the boy and said coldly.

......

"Kong Pengfei, didn't you hear?! I call you up! The Chinese teacher said in a colder voice.

"Old... Teacher, my head hurts. The boy did not stand up, but raised his head slightly, frowned, and replied in a somewhat weak voice.

"I told you to stand up! Don't talk about those that don't work. The Chinese teacher knocked on the podium with the book in his hand and said in the same tone.

Finally the boy stood up in anger and quarreled with the teacher. said that his head hurts how he can answer questions and the like, and the teacher said that he didn't listen to the lecture in class, and he dared to talk back.

After all, the boy is sick, and he still feels that he is at a loss. After all, even the reason of illness can sometimes be untenable during this period. The momentum gradually weakened, and the teacher, after saying a word, saw that the boy no longer squeaked, cleared his throat, and let him sit down.

Is this the end of the matter? Maybe, or maybe it's just the beginning.