Zhao Hai and Sun Liying quarreled, and soon attracted the attention of the supervising teacher, and both of them were reprimanded to the corridor punishment station.

Zhao Hai didn't stand at all, his left leg was slightly bent at the knee, his right leg was pestleed forward, and the whole person was stuck to the wall, his eyes staring straight at the sky in a daze.

Sun Liying stood up straight, but her hands were also crossed in front of her chest, and she threw her head to the side hatefully.

There was no thought in the minds of the two of them.

Sikong Ran in the classroom was also worried that Zhao Hai would lose his face if he was scolded too much by the teacher, and he was looking through the window worriedly, but he couldn't see anything, but there was always a sad figure in his heart.

It wasn't until Liu Guangming came to class that he found that the son of the gold owner's father was leaning outside and did not enter the door, so he immediately stepped forward and took the initiative to inquire to know the reason.

Liu Guangming didn't dare to criticize Zhao Hai at will, just scolded him a few words slightly, and let him go back.

But Sun Liying was not so lucky, Liu Guangming threw the black pot to her, and scolded her head and face, and when she returned to her seat, her eyes were red, which showed how much she had been wronged.

Just like that, Zhao Hai's face has been bad, and when he saw Sun Liying, he couldn't wait to go up and shave his ears like disgust, Sikong Ran wanted to go to his side to comfort him several times, but he was also avoided intentionally or unintentionally, which was very weird.

After a few times, Sikong Ran was also a little lonely, his little head stayed on the back of his hand, lying on the table, and his right hand drew circles slowly, with no end, aimless, as if the joy of life had all disappeared at once.

The bell rang for the end of the last class, Zhao Hai rushed out with his schoolbag on his back for the first time, Sikong Ran wanted to call him and wait, but thinking of Zhao Hai's attitude today, he put down his raised hand again, the corners of his eyes drooped, and tears swirled in his eyes.

Soon, in addition to the students on duty in the classroom, only Sikong Ran was left, she was still stunned in her seat, and she put the snacks in the drawer into her schoolbag in a wooden manner, these were given by Zhao Hai in the morning, and there were still many uneaten ones.

"Ahem."

A figure appeared in front of the door, and Sikong Ran's hazy eyes couldn't see clearly, so he could only rub it again, and the phantom gradually became clear.

"Zhao Hai!"

Sikong Ran's eyes lit up, and the whole person jumped up excitedly, the schoolbag fell to the ground before it was tied, and bags of snacks were spilled between the tables and chairs.

Zhao Hai leaned on the edge of the door, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he stretched out his hand to signal the snacks that Sikong Ran had dropped on the ground.

When Sikong Ran saw Zhao Hai who had gone and returned, he was overjoyed for a while, where did he take care of those, he wanted to throw himself into Zhao Hai's arms, and his previous grievances and helplessness were instantly vented.

A steady stream of tears jumped on Zhao Hai's chest, he tilted his head slightly, staring at the little fox in his arms with tender eyes, and the dissatisfaction and anger suddenly dissipated, is it really cute and righteous?

"Okay, okay, my clothes are soaked, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

Zhao Hai rubbed Sikong Ran's brown hair with his left hand, and pulled it back with his right hand around his thin waist, so that Sikong Ran's face could face him entirely.

"Ahh I'm sorry...... I was just so excited to see you. ”

Sikong Ran poured out a ball of tears, his mood was much better, although his eyes were red and swollen, there was no sadness in his tone, but he was unusually shy when he spoke.

Zhao Hai let go of his hand, hooked his fingers to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and feigned anger.

"Hmph, I'm just angry, do you know that I'm shameless today!"

"Huh? I, I'm sorry, why? ”

Sikong Ran was a little puzzled, but when he saw Zhao Hai hanging his eyebrows and a fierce look, he unconsciously apologized first.

"Who in the class doesn't know that it was my idea for you to be the class leader, what you said in the morning was not to refute my face? My buddy heard about it and laughed at me all afternoon. ”

Zhao Hai didn't know why, but after hearing Sikong Ran's soft apology, his tone was a little more stern, as if he was deliberately trying to embarrass her.

"I didn't mean to, I just didn't want to get into trouble."

Sikong Ran was a little weak-hearted, habitually wrapping his index fingers around his hands, bowing his head and blushing his cheeks.

"Hey, hey, hey, seeing that you're nervous, I'm not angry with you anymore, but if you don't want to be, I won't let it go to Sun Liying, this girl is so annoying."

Zhao Hai stepped forward, flicked it on Sikong Ran's high forehead, and said with a wicked smile.

"Woo woo woo~"

Sikong Ran felt that he had made a mistake, and he didn't dare to fight back, but he hugged Zhao Hai again and felt his unique warmth.

"Let's go, Brother Chen has been waiting for a long time."

Zhao Hai parted Sikong Ran, took her hand and walked out, the two hands were entangled, and they were almost twisted into a twist.

The two students on duty in the classroom saw the two backs of the departed, and they sighed for a while, and their eyes were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

When he returned home, Sikong's father saw his daughter's eyes wet and red, and immediately sat down beside his daughter and grabbed and asked, his tone was so distressed.

"Xiao Ran, is someone in the school bullying you? Which one do you say, I'll go to him tomorrow to settle accounts!"

When Sikong Ran heard the sincerity of his father's words, he hurriedly stopped him and said with a smile.

"Dad, don't get excited, when I just came back, the wind was too strong on the road, I squinted, it's always raining lately, and I'm annoyed~"

Sikong's father has always believed in his daughter's words, and after Sikong Ran explained, he stopped guessing and thinking, turned his head and looked at his daughter's eyeballs again, and said with concern.

"Come, I'll take a look, just blow it, it's raining in the past few days, how about taking you to climb the mountain in two days?"

"Okay! Dad, I love you so much~"

When Sikong Ran heard that he was going out to play, he jumped happily, put his hands on his father's neck, and gave him a big reward.

"What a good! At the end of this month, you have to take the monthly exam, and at the end of next month, you can't do it, if you can take the top 50 exams at the end of the month, I will count you as good, hurry up and write your homework!"

Sikong's mother never stingy with her daughter's saliva, and she doesn't feel hard about it.

But this time the words were like a thunderbolt, mixed with the rain and rushed into Sikong Ran's heart.

What the hell? I wonder why everyone pushes me into the fire pit on low dispatch days!

Thinking of the provocation of the group of melon-eating girls and Sun Liying in the class in the morning, Sikong Ran's brain began to dizzy again, and the pain was like an ever-extending vine, densely burrowing into the blood vessels of the brain.

"Mom, how many seven points in this test depend on luck, three points depend on hard work, and you can't force it~"

Sikong Ran put his left hand against his forehead, his face was ugly, and the blood vessels near his temples were like a green vine.

Sikong's father hurriedly supported Sikong Ran, let her lean on his thighs, and gently rubbed his rough and thick fingers on both ends of his forehead.

"I see that you have itchy skin, right, if you don't study well in the monthly exam, you see that I won't beat you twice!"

Sikong's mother can't see her daughter's cleverness when others say that she wants to top ten sentences, and she has to force one to be satisfied.

"Don't say it, it's okay, Xiao Ran has a terrible headache."

Sikong's father had a deep voice, but the volume was not small, and it just happened to be transmitted into the kitchen.

Sikong's father usually doesn't dare to talk back to his wife, and he is happy to get used to most things, but he will interfere with his daughter.

"Hmph, don't lie on the sofa and watch TV if you have a headache, lie down on the bed."

Sikong's mother walked out from behind the transparent curtain with a spatula, and looked at Sikong Ran, who was frowning on the sofa, not like a fake, and a little worried in her heart, but she was a little jealous, pretending to be casual.