After Song Song washed his hair and washed his face, Fang Chenchu had already written a "letter of apology", and was sitting on the chair with a sincere attitude, his eyes looking at the door from time to time, until he saw Song Song coming, he quickly put down the book in his hand and strode over.

"I wrote you a letter of apology!"

Song Song, who was about to sour him a few words of "shooting", was suddenly blocked, and his face was already red and blue for a while, and it took a while to adjust his normal face "color".

But an apology letter?

Song Songhu took two steps suspiciously, suddenly turned around and fell on him, Fang Chenchu hurriedly caught her and hugged her ass so that she would not fall.

"You helped me write the essay?!"

Fang Chenchu smiled, leaned closer, and wanted to kiss her, but as soon as he bent over, Song Song also shook down and almost fell down.

He didn't speak, but in this way, Song Song knew that her English composition had been solved.

Song Song buried his head in his chest, laughed and trembled, and covered his lips with a "pop" sound.

The two hugged and kissed for a while in this seemingly difficult posture, until they separated, there was still a silver thread on their lips, and Song Song was going crazy to laugh at this "saliva play".

"Stop shaking, be honest."

Song Song didn't listen, he put his arms around his neck and twisted left and right, Fang Chenchu reluctantly weighed her, let her feel that something was wrong, and then put her down.

Song Song stood there for a long time, held his forehead and thought for a while, then raised his head, looked at him with a serious expression, and said, "Are you a beast?" ”

Fang Chenchu calmly straightened the zipper of his jeans, and approached with a smile, "Am I a beast, don't you know?" ”

“…… Beast. ”

When the two of them remembered to go back to school, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when they saw the time, and just after leaving the gate of the community, they happened to meet Fang Changhao, who was driving out of the opposite community, and took a ride.

Song Song looked at the flickering traffic lights outside the window, and with a draft in his heart, he thought that he would ask Uncle Fang to put her down at an intersection in advance, and she would just walk over.

But she had just made up the order of the draft, and when she looked up, she saw their car make a sleek turn and rush straight to the school gate.

The car stopped.

Fang Changhao didn't get out of the car, just unbuckled his seat belt, turned around and looked at the two people in the back seat.

"Xiao Song, I'm going to go to the field next week if I have something to do with your Aunt Fang, can you help me watch this kid more?"

Song Song nodded, "Uncle Fang, Fang Chenchu will take care of himself." ”

"I'm not worried about him, I'm just afraid that he will be bored at home alone, so you can accompany him when it's okay and let him buy you more delicious food, you know?"

“…… Okay, uncle! ”

At this time, there were the most people at the school gate, Song Song laughed at Fang Changhao a few times, and made sufficient psychological preparations for himself before opening the car door and walking down.

Fang Chenchu also followed, still holding Song Song's schoolbag in his hand.

After Song Song said goodbye to Fang Changhao in the car, he watched the car leave, and then turned around to meet everyone's attention, but when he turned his head, he found that most people just glanced at it curiously and didn't care.

No, she is a girl who suddenly appeared and stands with the school grass, why are you so calm? Give me a little jealous look, okay! Song Song lowered his head in frustration.

Why did Bai Yalan and Fang Chenchu stand together, these people were like rats seeing rat 'medicine', could it be that there was a problem with the way she appeared?

Fang Chenchu took two steps, saw that she was still standing in place, walked back again, dragged her sweatshirt and hat forward, and Song Song only "exposed" her head, like a hamster, the kind that was round and not slippery.

"Fang Chenchu, doesn't it seem like I'm standing with you anymore?" Song Song was unwilling.

Fang Chenchu raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and the person walking behind him didn't see him stop, so he bumped into it without noticing it for a while, covering his nose and 'rubbing' it for a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't knock my nose down, "Why don't you stop and say something?" ”

Fang Chenchu turned his head, half-bent down to look at the tip of her red nose, and found that there was nothing before he stood up, covering her head with one hand, and did not hide the intimacy of the two in the slightest.

Song Song raised his head dumbfounded, looked at the people around him, and sure enough, seeing that many people's attention was attracted, he hurriedly took a step back, and at the same time warned him in a low voice, "Big brother, this is at the gate of the school!" ”

"So what?"

"......" Isn't this person amnesia, Song Song was a little puzzled, "Have you forgotten what you said to keep your distance?" You...... It won't be an early step into Alzheimer's disease! ”

I thought she could say something earth-shattering, but as a result, a senile dementia directly stiffened Fang Chenchu's body into petrification.

Leapfrogging into Alzheimer's disease early......

Fang Chenchu looked at this stupid girl who was half a head shorter than himself, and he didn't know what to say, and he wanted to change the topic with a smile, but the corners of his mouth twitched, and in the end he could only have a cold face.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Song panicked, wouldn't he, did he really step into Alzheimer's disease early? Can this be cured? Really, right?

With a string of question marks, Song Song stepped on Fang Chenchu's shadow and moved towards the dormitory with difficulty, not even hearing the people behind him sigh.

"Who is that girl, why is she so close to Fang Chenchu, isn't his girlfriend Bai Yalan?"

"You are stupid, that is Fang Chenchu's former junior high school classmate, and it is normal for the relationship to be better."

Song Song returned to the dormitory, and as soon as he pushed the door, he saw a group of people surrounding the small table again, copying compositions from side to side.

One will use An Kebei's one sentence, and one will use Yang Zhenzhen to make up a sentence, and there is no one composition that is the same, so I got two essays in a daze.

An Kebei was admiring his masterpiece, checked it carefully, and was very proud when he found that he couldn't see any wrong grammar, "Xiaoba, if you come a little later, you really won't be able to copy anything!" ”

"Whoever makes room for her, hurry up, I'm about to hand in my homework!" Liu Hui is the representative of the English class, and she is responsible for the heart-wrenching thing of collecting homework, and she takes the lead every time she takes the lead.

Now they are still struggling for the final ending, so they glanced up at Song Song, and quickly lowered their heads, chanting a few words and letters in their mouths.

Song Song walked out of the shadow of Alzheimer's disease, his walking posture was particularly domineering, he threw his bag on the bed as soon as he stretched his legs, and after thinking about it, he quickly climbed into bed and took out his homework book before he took it out.

"What are you singing?" An Kebei looked at her with a neurotic look, this baby can't be stimulated by homework.

Song Song didn't speak, took the thin homework book, twisted and kicked and walked in front of them, the pretentious look, Yang Zhenzhen was dumbfounded.

"What a demon, come out of our little eight's body!" Everyone put on a posture of a gourd baby saving grandpa, facing Song Song, and the scene was "chaotic" for a while, funny and unbearable to look at directly.