Chapter Twenty-Seven: Sweet Aaron
Xing Yue is the representative of the English class, every day after school, she goes to the blackboard to write the English homework left today, Amu looks more serious than anyone else, she is so thin.
Near the end of school, Aaron sent a note, his note Amu really couldn't read, twisted and winding small characters, lying on the white paper, relying on Yuki's translation, Amu Kankan could understand, it is estimated that the two are of the same origin.
Aaron wanted to say: "I'm going to Thirty Middle School after school!" ”
Amu replied: "Okay." ”
At the end of school, Amu hesitated and didn't want to leave, he wanted to say goodbye to Xing Yue.
Xing Yue spread her hair after school, and under her thick eyelashes, she had a pair of big watery eyes, which were touching and lovable. The slightly long bangs just reach the eyebrows. The shawl of hair left a few strands of green silk in front of him.
Amu walked up to her, "See you tomorrow!" Xing Yue smiled, and her delicate and soft voice said, "Goodbye." ”
At the same time, Amu felt a cold look beside him, Amu swept his eyes, and he immediately dodged it, it was Zhang Jiawen of the Sports Committee. Zhang Jiawen and Xing Yue left the class side by side, and then Ah Long walked over, "Let's go, don't look at it." ”
Out of the school gate, found Fenglin, the three of them took a taxi to the 30th Middle School, Fenglin went home first, and Amu accompanied Aaron to walk around.
Aaron took out his mobile phone, took a left and right shot, the junior high school students and Amu were out of school at a time, there were no more students in the school at this time, Amu asked him, "No one has seen it, regret it?" ”
Aaron smiled, "Come back tomorrow." At the same time, I don't know who the photo was sent to, and an uncontrollable smile bloomed on his face, and the sweet Amu was a little envious.
After sending Ah Long to the car, Amu returned home, Sister Yun had just cooked a meal, the three of them were eating and chatting, Sister Yun saw that Amu was in a good mood, "What's the matter, what's the fun today?" ”
"Hehe," Amu was a little embarrassed, "I'm just happy." ”
Feng Lin: "Hmph, I don't know which little girl I like!" Sister Yun knocked him on the side, "Okay, I'll take it home when I have time." ”
"It's early, it's early, it's not written yet."
After eating, after writing his homework, Amu hugged his mobile phone and chatted with Xing Yue, when Xing Yue didn't reply to the message, Amu felt painful, and when the prompt sounded, Amu's heart trembled, and he couldn't care about chatting absentmindedly with Fenglin, so he ran to reply to the message.
There is a truth, things that are too attentive will rarely be rewarded, but they are unintentionally planted in the willows.