Song Shuyun felt a slightly cool hand on her forehead, the familiar touch made her shiver, she raised her arm, and found that her arm was a little numb, which should have been pressed by sleeping on the table.

A little girl sitting next to her leaned down and slowly put it in her ear and asked, "Liu Xiaoxiu, if you're still unwell, go home!" Shall I help you ask the teacher for leave? ”

Song Shuyun's body stiffened on her stomach, her memory instantly returned, her heartbeat "pounding", and suddenly there was a feeling of being separated from the world, if it weren't for the name "Liu Xiaoxiu" in the girl's mouth, which was too unfamiliar, she would probably feel that she might have had a dream of a past and present life.

The little girl who spoke to her noticed her strangeness, and did not suspect her in the slightest, except that she was seriously ill.

Some concern asked her, "Do you have a fever?" I feel like your head is hotter than mine! ”

Song Shuyun also reacted immediately, and followed the girl's words and said, "Well, it's a little uncomfortable!" ”

She didn't dare to say too much, for fear that people would find out the problem.

Song Shuyun pretended to be weak and got up from the table, and looked at the girl beside her without a trace.

The little girl has a very pleasing face, white, fleshy, neither rubbing any cosmetics, nor pimples that girls of this age may have, refreshing and refreshing make people want to pinch it when they look at it, a medium-long ponytail, plus a set of well-fitting school uniforms, the standard for a proper first love girlfriend.

Seeing that Song Shuyun didn't speak, she was a little anxious: "Why don't you call your uncle?" It's past dinner now, and there is probably no one in your store, so let him pick you up? ”

Song Shuyun thought about it and nodded, she urgently needed a quiet environment to sort out her thoughts.

When the little girl heard this, she took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from the desk like a thief, and gestured to mean going out to make a call, Song Shuyun nodded, and she ran out.

Seeing this, Song Shuyun also breathed a sigh of relief, and casually flipped through the book under her arm, and the name written on the page was: Liu Xiuxiu.

She pretended to be casual and flipped through the girl's book again.

Qi Xiaomin.

After reading the name, she looked at this classroom, it should be the end of class now, the surrounding classmates were noisy, and sometimes some inquiring eyes fell on Song Shuyun, but no one stepped forward.

Song Shuyun guessed in her heart that the client might not be very popular in this class!

After a while, Qi Xiaomin came back and brought back the head teacher......

This efficiency!

The head teacher is a middle-aged female teacher, tall and thin, not good-looking, with big glasses and an expressionless face.

looked at Song Shuyun's state, touched her forehead again, and took her to the office.

She asked a few words routinely, and Song Shuyun pretended to be weak "hum haha" to deal with it, for fear of revealing her stuffing.

The head teacher didn't have the heart to talk to her, and he was afraid of affecting others' learning when he brought her out.

Song Shuyun breathed a sigh of relief, and tried to contact Shu Jue in her heart.

By the mind?

Or what induction?

So she thought strongly about Shujue at this moment, and Shujue at this moment was noble and sacred in her heart, and the aesthetics were detached from low-level tastes......

It's a pity that I missed it for a long time and didn't react, so I guess it won't work.

After thinking about it again, she felt that she should try to miss Diru.

And then......

"Ding! Your housekeeper Dilu has been launched, dear Song Shuyun little girl, is there anything you need to serve? ”

Song Shuyun: ......

She tried to calm herself down, trying to tell Diru about her current situation through her thoughts, instead of releasing her complaining energy......

Di Lu was obviously very experienced, and without explaining anything, he asked her instead: "Dear Song Shuyun little girl, do you need to accept the client's memories and wishes?" The time to receive the memory is one minute, and it cannot be interrupted or interrupted by anyone else......"

Song Shuyun: ...... I'll wait!

She didn't know when the client's father would come, and it was better to accept the memory before he came, so after thinking about it, she got up and said hello to the head teacher, and slipped out under the pretext of going to the toilet.

The head teacher is resigned, as long as you don't die in school, I don't care much about you.

Song Shuyun didn't care, she went out of the office, turned around twice and found the bathroom, went in and locked the door, leaned against the wall and accepted the client's memory.

The client's name is Liu Xiuxiu, her mother died early, and she was raised by her father alone.

Liu's father has a small noodle restaurant on the old street near his home, and most of the people who come to eat are only regular customers, and the taste is not good or bad.

Liu's father works most of the time, and he rarely takes care of Liu Xiuxiu, which makes her more timid and cowardly than others, and her average appearance makes her feel a little sensitive and inferior.

She doesn't like to talk, she doesn't like people, she always wears clothes that are older than others, so she has no friends since she was a child.

It wasn't until she met her current tablemate Qi Xiaomin when she was in high school.

Qi Xiaomin and her are like two extremes, she is optimistic, enthusiastic, beautiful, has good grades, she also has a sound family, and parents who love her.

She has everything that Liu Xiuxiu can have in her dream, and Liu Xiuxiu envy her in her heart.

While the two were adapting to this strange environment, they were also adapting to each other.

Qi Xiaomin is not the kind of person who has friends all over the world, she is the same as Liu Xiuxiu, all her energy is spent on each other.

If it goes on like this, this is a girlfriend who established a friendship when he was a student, and if the two support each other and work together in the future, it will add an inspirational aura to this friendship.

But unfortunately, this story ended in the second year of high school.

In the first semester of the sophomore year of high school, a male classmate named Su Mingli came to the class, he is not a very delicate person, but the white shirt in his school uniform is always clean, and he loves to laugh......

Girlish feelings are always poetry.

The same is true for Liu Xiuxiu, she feels that all the beauty in this world is not enough to describe him.

He became a light to her, making her ordinary and boring life more beautiful than she dared to tell.

But how could Su Mingli like her like this.

Su Mingli likes Qi Xiaomin.

Liu Xiuxiu didn't dare to ask Qi Xiaomin if she liked Su Mingli, she always felt that Su Mingli was still single, and she still had hope.

There are many people who think like Liu Xiuxiu, but not everyone is as careful as Liu Xiuxiu to hide their hearts.

There is a man named Qiao Yang in the next class, who is the craziest of Su Mingli's admirers.

Qiao's father is a big gangster, and there are a bunch of gangsters under his hands, Qiao Yang, like her father, is also a character who must grab what I like.

She transferred to Liu Xiuxiu's class for Su Mingli.

She follows Su Mingli to and from school every day, that is, she literally follows, Su Mingli hides her everywhere, but she can always be found.

If a girl approaches Su Mingli, she will immediately instruct the gangsters outside the school, threaten and intimidate, and take action herself if necessary.

Of course, Qi Xiaomin was also threatened, but she didn't have feelings for Su Mingli at that time, and Qiao Yang didn't think much about it, although she heard the rumor that Su Mingli might like Qi Xiaomin, but she hadn't seen this sign for so long, and she couldn't have deliberately targeted Qi Xiaomin, didn't that just make Su Mingli pay attention to her!

For Qiao Yang, the two of them are just right.

But things are slowly changing.