Late at night, in a certain room of the Kyoto Hotel, Yao Siman, who had just returned from outside with Victor, couldn't wait to rush into the bathroom and take a comfortable hot shower as soon as he entered his room.

After taking a bath, Yao Siman fell on the bed, reached out and turned off the light, and it was dark all around.

She forced herself to close her eyes, just to get to sleep.

Strangely, there seemed to be something flying around in her head all the time, disturbing her unusually conscious and unable to fall asleep.

Yao Siman lay restlessly on the big bed, distraughtly covering his face with a pillow, turning it over and over, and his heart was in chaos.

Twenty minutes later, Yao Siman sighed, threw the pillow aside in a sullen voice, and then stared at everything in front of him with a pair of eyes.

After thinking about it, she finally reached out and took the work mobile phone that she had just applied for by Wei Yongcheng on the bedside table today.

Yao Siman lit up the mobile phone screen, logged in to QQ and looked at it.

In the next moment, seeing that the little tail was still online, Yao Siman seemed to have finally found a trace of comfort in his heart.

She couldn't help but smile, lay on her side on the bed, held her mobile phone and quickly typed a line of words and sent it.

Bystander: [Little Tail, you haven't slept so late?] Sneaked away to the Internet café again? 】

"Didi, Didi." Almost a few seconds after the message was sent, the other party immediately replied to the message.

Lavender: [Well, I was playing a game.]

Xiaoman, why haven't you slept so late? 】

If you're playing a game, why do you reply to messages so quickly?

Sure enough, good friends are more important than games.

Thinking of this, the girl's heart was inexplicably a little warm, and then she replied to the message.

Bystander: [Hey, I don't know what's wrong, I just can't sleep.] 】

Lavender: [Can't sleep? Is it because you're in a bad mood? 】

Bystander: [I feel like you're the only one left to understand me now, you really guess accurately, but you're in a bad mood, and you don't know how to do it, and your heart is panicked.] 】

Lavender: [Can you tell me what happened?] 】

The chat window was quiet for a while, and Yao Siman, who didn't know how to mention his thoughts, smiled a little bitterly, and then replied to the message.

Bystander: [Little Tail, what time are you going back to bed?] Do you still have time to play games with me? 】

Lavender: [Okay.] 】

After a few hours unconsciously, he glanced at it by chance, and saw that it was more than three o'clock in the morning, Yao Siman was worried that he would affect the rest time of the other party, so he excused himself to say that he was in a much better mood, and after saying thank you, he hurriedly got off the line.

Lying alone in the hotel room, Yao Siman was thinking about something in secret, thinking about Tong Minkun in his head, and still didn't feel sleepy......

Looking back, it was Tong Minkun who suddenly took the initiative to approach her and quietly walked into her inner world, which also brought her infinite warmth and happiness.

This time, since he didn't come, let's change her to get close to him.

No matter what, she must get this lost friendship back!

Yao Siman pursed her lips and secretly made up her mind.

On the other side, in a certain Internet café, Tong Minkun stared at the computer screen, watching Yao Siman's QQ avatar change from color to gray, with some nostalgia and reluctance in his eyes.

He thought: Maybe only by hiding on this side of the screen, under the pretense of Little Tail's identity, he can no longer hide his concern, and he can no longer deliberately say something to hurt her and dislike her to stab her heart.

Xiaoman, I'm sorry, if it weren't for the fear that you wouldn't find someone to talk to when you were sad, I wouldn't use the identity of Little Tail to lie to you......

Tong Minkun thought like this with a gloomy look in his eyes, although he was always a little relieved about Yao Siman, he could only get up from the computer desk and leave.

When he finished paying, he walked out of the Internet café with a blank face, and walked all the way in the direction of home, a heart that was obviously lost, and lost his direction more and more for a while.

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In the early morning of the next day, Yao Siman sat on the bus, sitting alone by the window, holding the book on improving emotional intelligence that Mr. Chen asked her to read carefully.

Twenty minutes later, as soon as he got off the bus at the bus stop near the school, Yao Siman smiled and held the thick book in his hand, like a magpie active in the early morning, and rushed straight to the school, his steps were a little less heavy than yesterday's, and there was a little more unknown joy in his eyes.

After buying a pack of tissues at the Dream House at the school gate, Yao Siman quickly stepped into the gate of the school, walked through several avenues on campus, and eagerly walked to the outside of the junior high school teaching building.

After discovering Teacher Chen's serious preparation figure, Yao Siman sped up his pace and came to the office door opposite the classroom of the fifth class of junior high school.

"Tuk Tuk"

Yao Siman raised his hand and knocked on the door.

A short time later, the office door was opened.

What appeared in front of Yao Siman was the math teacher, Mr. Han, who was standing by the door, smiling at her, "Yao Siman?" Is there something wrong? ”

"Hmm!" Yao Siman nodded, glanced at the situation in the office, and stretched out his finger to point at Teacher Chen, "Teacher Han is early in the morning, I have something to talk to Teacher Chen." ”

Probably because Teacher Chen heard Yao Siman speaking outside the door, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, and before Teacher Han could say hello, he hurriedly raised his head and waved to the girl outside the door with a smile, "It's Xiaoman, come in quickly." ”

Facing Yao Siman who came to the office early in the morning to find her, as soon as she stopped at his desk, Teacher Chen couldn't help but ask with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

Yao Siman held the hand of the book, subconsciously tightened, took a deep breath, and said calmly and unhurriedly what he had considered before: "Teacher Chen, I think I probably understand the purpose of you asking me to read this book. Do you wish I could get along with my classmates? ”

Hearing this, a faint smile of satisfaction instantly appeared on Teacher Chen's face, and he nodded, "Yes, you kid is smart, I didn't expect to understand the teacher's hard work for you so quickly." ”

Xiaoman, actually, you...... It's good anywhere, but sometimes you can't control your own bad temper, and you don't like to take the initiative to approach people.

That's not good.

You see, in the first few days of school, other students can almost get along with everyone, but what about you? It seems to have a better relationship with Wang Mengyao, Sun Qianqian and Yang Yangyang, right? ”

If it were the usual ones, Yao Siman would not be willing to listen to Mr. Chen's bitter words.

However, today's girl listened very carefully, and after listening, she didn't forget to nod her head in agreement, "Teacher Chen, you're right. I'll definitely try to make it right.

Mr. Chen, you are such a good teacher. Thank you for taking care of me all the time. Yao Siman continued to pat himself on the back.

Teacher Chen looked at Yao Siman with an unusually well-behaved appearance, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and patted her little shoulder, "Xiaoman, seeing that you listened to the teacher's words, the teacher is really happy." ”

However, the atmosphere was obviously still very cheerful in the last second, and in the next second, Yao Siman secretly brewed emotions, suddenly pouted, and instantly turned into an expression that looked like he had encountered some big problem.

Seeing Yao Siman's expression that seemed to be very wrong, Teacher Chen, who knew that the other party had a lot of family conflicts, inevitably became nervous, "Xiaoman, what's wrong?" Is there something going on at home? ”