"Hahahaha, look at my little sister's face! Sister, if you feel tired, I can help you plead with your aunt~"

Sikong Yang saw the stunned expression of his sister sitting opposite, and laughed gloatingly, insisting on adding fuel to her fire.

“……”

Sikong Ran was annoyed by the second brother's quarrel, if she was ordinary, she would definitely rush over and beat him, but with so many people today, she couldn't sweep everyone's interest, so she had to be silent and secretly bear this wave of offensives.

"Xiao Ran, is there too many courses, why don't you let your mother give you a refund."

Grandpa also seemed to see his granddaughter's unspeakable secrets, so he took the initiative to mention that he didn't want to see such a lovely granddaughter so pressed by heavy schoolwork that she couldn't even laugh, he liked his granddaughter to laugh the most.

"Dad, you can't be so used to her, you still have to learn what you should learn, otherwise you will have to suffer when you enter the society."

Sikong's mother is not so easy to soften, she has been thinking about the dance class for a long time, and she has not talked about it, for fear that her daughter will escape cunningly, and she just has the opportunity today, so she has to say it quickly, so she has to be obedient.

"Grandpa, you really understand me so well, I usually have enough homework, I still have to learn the piano, practice speaking, and I don't have time to rest on weekends, it's so difficult!"

Sikong Ran angrily confided all the words that he usually dared to be angry and dare not say to his grandfather, and secretly said in his heart, since her mother is not benevolent, then don't blame her daughter for telling the truth.

"Hey, you ......"

Sikong's mother was countered to the army, and she was about to teach her daughter a lesson, but her grandparents said a word at the same time.

"Xiao Ran is indeed too hard."

"Why don't you sign up for dance classes again, don't you dance every day, it's the same to take her to move once in a while."

"Yes, the child is already tired, how can he have the strength to dance again, just do the activity."

Sikong's mother stretched out her head and instantly retracted her seat, and after being persuaded by the two old men to sing and sing, she didn't dare to insist anymore, and then she would calculate it with her daughter after this account, she glared at her proud daughter fiercely, and continued to eat and stopped answering.

Sikong's father sat between his wife and daughter, and was struck by the convergence of his left and right eyes, and he couldn't say it, he was still appeasing his daughter's lost emotions just now, and he had to lean on his wife's ear to comfort him for a while, and the dishes in the bowl were cold.

"Grandma, come, eat ribs, grandpa, quick, eat a piece of fish~"

Sikong Ran smiled and diligently served half a bowl of dishes to his grandparents with a spoon, which was regarded as thanking the two for saving their lives.

The second uncle came out to say some jokes at this time, and Sikong Ran could echo the jokes, and when he couldn't echo it, he ate with his head bored, and the two did not delay, and the dinner table was lively again, which is exactly the state she liked, sometimes I hope that such harmony and warmth can continue forever, and I have never felt such happiness in my previous life.

But the happiness is short-lived, the pain is long, and as soon as the picture turned, Sikong Ran returned to school, wrapped in a long black down jacket, and ran into the teaching building tremblingly.

The wind was stronger today than yesterday, and she forgot to bring a scarf and shrunk her neck into her collar, but the cold wind could still find the crevice to sneak in, so when she got to the end, she had already buried half of her head in her down jacket, keeping her head down to prevent the wind from passing through her cheeks.

"Damn, it's so cold!"

A voice suddenly came down from the stairs, followed by a rush of footsteps, Sikong Ran was reluctant to look up for an unfamiliar voice, just leaned to the side, and continued to walk up.

Soon, the owner of the voice appeared in the field of vision, but he could only see a calf, wearing thick black pants, but his ankles were exposed, Sikong Ran said secretly, it is strange that it is not cold, and the wind has penetrated into it.

The figure was fast, and when it passed her, he glanced curiously, and thought that the man who wrapped himself like a bear was a little funny.

"Wow......"

Another heavy footstep sound solidified in his ears step by step from the bottom to the top, and Sikong Ran was finally reluctant to turn his head to take a look, because such an action would not leak air.

The eyeballs subconsciously looked at the soles of her feet, and when she saw the familiar ankles and thick black pants, she knew that the person was back just now, but it was very strange, it was only a few steps past, how could she run back again, was it running to ward off the cold?

The eyes gradually rose up, and the figure gradually became clearer, and when I saw the face, I realized that it was a boy, with dark skin, slender cheeks, and hair that was uninhibitedly scattered, so familiar.

"Sikong Ran?"

The boy asked, standing a step behind her, somewhat uncertain.

"Yes."

Sikong Ran replied very consciously, almost subconsciously, as if his brain had already set a response program for himself.

"You don't remember me either?"

The boy continued, his feet lifted up a step and leaned his face over.

But Sikong Ran was a little puzzled, and stretched out her entire head from the down jacket with difficulty, and her vision was finally not affected by the warm long hair on the edge of the collar, and the boy's face became clearer again, and then she suddenly realized.

"Ah, it's you, it turns out that you are from our school, I haven't known about it before!"

"I was also strange just now, this "bear" has a very familiar ponytail~"

The boy smiled and talked about what happened just now, and he also felt very fateful.

"Bill, hey, hey, the wind is too strong, so I have to shrink up, I see that your pants feel cold."

Sikong Ran recognized the boy, he was an old acquaintance, a classmate in the speaking class and piano class, Zheng Hengchang, but he didn't expect to be a classmate of No. 1 Middle School, in fact, she was still a little happy in her heart, and she felt like she had a good friend.

"Harm, handsome is more important, and the others will pass as soon as they stand up."

After hearing this, Zheng Hengchang glanced at his trouser legs, shook his head, and said with a smile.

"Boys like this, you're so thin, you're really not afraid of freezing and catching a cold."

Sikong Ran forgot about himself when he was happy, turned to face him, and chatted like this.

"Hahaha, I'm used to this, which class are you? I'll go back and play with you. ”

Zheng Heng smiled indifferently, then changed the topic, and seemed to be leaving the next moment.

"Class 14, waiting for you at any time!"

Sikong Ran replied with a smile.

"Huh? I'm very familiar with Class 14, why haven't I seen you before? Which class 14 is it? ”

Zheng Hengchang held his chin and thought about it, and he couldn't find this single-ponytail girl among the many faces, and he was a little puzzled.

"Class 14 of the first year of junior high school, which one else can it be?"

Sikong Ran was also stunned for a moment, thinking that the boy in front of him had a brain problem.

"Well, I said, I'm in my second year of junior high school, you're a freshman, hey, hey, you have to call me senior."

After listening to this, Zheng Hengchang suddenly understood, the two of them were not in the same grade, and they were still asking hotly, and laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

"Hey, I didn't expect it, senior, you're so old."

Where can Sikong Ran scream in vain, without mockery, he feels panicked.

"Hehe, let you go first, I still have something to do, let's talk about it next time, let's go."

After speaking, he didn't wait for Sikong Ran to reply, so he turned around and went downstairs, leaving a gust of cold wind, and the stinging Sikong Ran trembled.

"Hmph, the senior is amazing, look at who bullies whom!"