Chapter 11: You Are Still Saved

After shaking her head and immersing herself in the atmosphere of doing the question, she calculated that the answer she wrote down in such a large blank space was actually correct. The way he looked at her changed slightly.

Wang Menglai noticed this change, took out the dusty reference answer from under the pile of books, dusted it off on the desk and handed it to him.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed one by one, and she also asked ignorantly: "Copy the answer." How? The answer is wrong? ”

Jiang He shook his head: "No." ”

"I agreed to what you said earlier."

Wang Menglai touched his nose and glanced at him. I thought he would react violently, but his eyebrows fluttered, and he bumped her shoulder: "Thank you." ”

Wang Menglai repeated his words at school: "If you also love to learn, we are friends." ”

"Good. Friend. ”

Jiang He responded with a smile.

Remembering what he had heard from the girls after class, he suddenly became interested, gently bumped her shoulder and joked:

"I'll help you make up the math, and you give me your life."

She gave him a blank look and said lightly, "There's no need." ”

The words were full of contempt.

Then in the following time, Jiang He led her to swim in the ocean of knowledge, although she was obviously absent-minded and her spirit was on the endorsement, but she felt that he was very noisy. But this did not affect his enthusiasm for the topic.

Until she had memorized all the texts for today, he had tried to memorize those things, but he didn't.

The night was dark, he yawned, and went home.

Wang Menglai had already packed everything and was ready to sleep. Before going to bed, he threw a small stone from the opposite side and smashed it on her window, which made people irritated.

I opened the window and was about to beat him up, but I saw him laughing like a fool.

"Do you cultivate immortals?" She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and she barely pulled a slit to look at him, and his face was not clear.

He teased: "Double cultivation? ”

She quickly closed the window and gave him a word: "Get out." ”

Just listen to the scolding and scolding outside the window, just like an old woman.

She was so sleepy that she fell asleep. When I closed my eyes and looked at the time, it was a little more than a little bit.

The stacks of books quickly make her an emotionless endorsement machine.

But it works well and it's worth it.

Inexplicably, I dreamed of a river.

I dreamed that he didn't let go of himself in his dreams, standing on a mountain made of five or three piles and looking down on himself.

It's just anger anyway.

Wake up even more angry.

Because she was woken up again, continuing the sorrow of yesterday.

A good night's sleep is really hard to come by, especially after getting to know him.

The next day's was not right now, it was bila. Immediately after that, the pebbles followed one by one like raindrops, and the sound was chaotic, without the beauty of the sound of rain.

At this moment, she felt that Jiang He was a demon sent by God to punish her.

I can't wait to throw him back to Province A.

Anyway, no matter how far you go, don't come to her.

I never wanted to see him again in my life.

It's a little more than one o'clock when you close your eyes, and it's less than five o'clock when you open your eyes. The sky is still dark blue. She felt like she had closed her eyes for less than ten minutes.

She woke up under the weight of the humiliation, and opened the window to reveal her hateful eyes.

Jiang He was in good spirits, and he showed her the topic he had been looking for all night.

happily boasted to her: "Look, these are the topics I have sorted out for you. You'll be good at math when you're done. ”

The test paper was thicker than his hand, and the devil knows how he kept his spirit tireless all night for it. It's just incredible.

Wang Menglai tried his best to suppress hatred with reason. glared at him weakly with her sleepy eyes, sleepy, but with all the anger she could:

"You'd better not show up in front of me before six."

The window slammed shut, and she lay back on the bed. But after a dozen seconds, he fell asleep again.

The bad news in the dream has also been transmitted to reality, and evil has been created.

Because of the test papers he showed, she didn't sleep well when she returned to the cage. After falling asleep, I woke up naturally only 30 minutes later.

The thirty minutes of squinting seemed like only three minutes had passed to her.

Her biological clock is usually seven o'clock.

After absolute soberness, she began to regret what she had just done even more.

This is the first person who can make her feel that he is more important than sleep.

After washing, she went to knock on the door next door, and Grandma Wang opened the door for her.

Grandma Wang looked at her and smiled faintly, didn't ask anything, opened the door and went back to the room.

She walked up to the room on the second floor, and there was no sound outside the door.

She stood outside the door, struggling.

After opening the door gently, I saw him lying on the pile of test papers and sleepy like a dog, very tired.

Jiang He's dark circles under his eyes were as heavy as pandas, and he looked sick.

He sensed that Wang Meng was coming, and reluctantly opened his eyes and said with a smile: "They all say you can't do it, but I have to do it." Don't blame me, okay? ”

The voice sounded weak, pleading with her.

Wang Menglai froze in place, his heart full of emotion.

If the river weren't here, tears might be able to burst out of his eyes.

This is the first one.

The first person to be so nice to her.

But she didn't need his contribution.

This is, like?

The feeling was so dreamlike that she couldn't believe it was real.

"Are you a fool?"

Wang Menglai walked up to him, looked at his face closely, and felt that he was tired.

Jiang He stretched, and then yawned. He tried to show a gentle look for her, and said flatly, "Maybe." ”

"Go to sleep, you can sleep for another hour."

Wang Menglai eagerly pulled him to his feet. Jiang He leaned over to look at her, lying on top of her as if he had no bones, looking pitiful.

"I can't get up when I sleep." His voice was a little aggrieved. I opened the window, and it was windy outside, and they both woke up when they rushed in.

Wang Menglai glanced at him with resentment, closed it again, and pushed him on the bed.

I thought that it would be difficult for others to push him, but I didn't expect her to pull him gently and fall on the bed.

She said firmly: "Now, sleep." I watched you sleep. ”

Jiang He suddenly smiled brightly and teased her, "Come with me? ”

Wang Menglai's heart twitched, remembering the previous question, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure you don't like me?" ”

Jiang He's face instantly turned bitter. He felt that the joy in his heart was gone.

Turn over and sleep with the quilt neatly covered.

He quietly looked back at her expression, and asked pretending to be proud: "Self-inflicted." You've never seen someone as kind as me, have you? ”

Wang Menglai met his tired gaze and smiled: "I have never seen such a stupid person as you." ”

She helped him put the quilt on it, and felt hot when she held the pile of test papers.

In just a few seconds, Jiang He was snoring, and she sat on a stool to flip through the questions.

It's really all fool's questions. It's all the basics.

It's a pity that she really, doesn't need to.

I can't see that he's quite naΓ―ve.

His eyes slowly warmed, and tears floated in his eyes.

Refuse as soon as possible, otherwise it will be more difficult to part with deep feelings in the future.

Wang Meng looked at his back and said slowly, "Leave me alone." River, go your way. Because I'm dragging yourself down, there's no point. ”

She lowered her head, her vision blurred.

Jiang He's voice came faintly from the quilt: "Why do you think pigs can drag down planes?" ”

Wang Menglai's face suddenly became gloomy, picked up his book and slapped his buttocks, and threatened: "You owe it again?" ”

"Slightly." Jiang He covered his head with a quilt and wriggled his body mischievously in the quilt to provoke her, like an earthworm.