Xiu Qingyan's anger was mixed with embarrassment, he was as proud as he was, and no one had ever dared to despise him like this. He stared at the girl who had been chasing him since the first year of junior high school, she used to be full of infatuation, and her eyes were full of him, but now?

His hands clenched, his muscles flared up, and he suddenly raised his hand to overturn the lectern table. Xiu Qingyan glanced at her coldly, turned around and strode away.

Su Guo'er was startled, picked up a broom and pointed out the door, "What kind of person?" It's too much, the podium has been knocked down!"

Wen Qiong looked at the door, stunned for a moment, and then stepped forward to help up the podium table pressed in the first row, which was not very heavy, but it was too big to push.

Su Guo'er hurriedly threw down the broom and came over to help.

There were books scattered on the ground and many love letters, Wen Qiong squatted down to clean up, touching those colorful envelopes, her heart was sour. She pulled the trash can aside and threw all the love letters into it. All her feelings and expectations in her previous life were in these letters, but they were never seen by the people she liked. It's okay if she hasn't seen it, but now she really doesn't want him to know that young and cautious feelings.

Wen Qiong picked up his book and put it in her school bag. After tidying up, she glanced at the envelope in the trash can again, and buried the past Wen Qiong and her in her previous life here, and at the same time forgot her feelings for Xiu Qingyan. The past is no longer important, she wants a new life, a new beginning.

After doing a good job of hygiene, Wen Qiong hurried home, took Shang Jing out of the house, and went to work in the stationery store.

When the proprietress saw Shang Jing, she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes, "Classmate Wen, your mother looks so young, just like your sister." ”

Wen Qiong was very happy and praised Shang Jing for her honor.

Shang Jing was a little shy, she pulled Wen Qiong, "What should I do?" ”

Wen Qiong smiled and said, "Help organize these notebooks, and the pencils over there are gone, take out some from the warehouse and put them on the ...... That's right, that's it. ”

Shang Jing looked at Wen Qiong while busy, a little surprised in her heart, when did her daughter become so capable.

The mother and daughter take a salary to do a job, and Wen Qiong mainly wants Shang Jing to adapt to working outside, so that the two of them can be guaranteed after the divorce. Of course, she also wants to make money for Shang Jinghua, but she still has to go to school, she doesn't want to just graduate from high school and be unable to balance her studies and work, Shang Jing must be independent.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the mother and daughter came out of the stationery store and worked for three hours, although Shang Jing was a little uncomfortable, but she felt very fulfilled, especially after getting the money handed to her by the stationery store proprietor, Shang Jing happily hugged her daughter's shoulder, "Xiaoqiong, mom can make money." ”

"Yes, Mom, you make money in the future, I will go to school hard, and in the future I will find a job with a high salary, and I will support you." Wen Qiong held Shang Jing's hand.

Shang Jing lowered her head and looked at her daughter's face, the street lights were dim, but her daughter's eyes were extremely firm. She opened her arms and hugged Wen Qiong, "Mom, I'm sorry for you." ”

Wen Qiong leaned into her arms, clutched the corners of her clothes tightly and shook her head.

"Mom will go to find a job tomorrow, you go to school hard."

"Okay." Wen Qiong's eyes couldn't help but redden.

Shang Jing's strength is very important to her, in her previous life, the picture of Shang Jing lying downstairs like dead ashes kept flashing in her mind, she tightened her arms and hugged her mother preciously.

After the two of them were busy, they were hungry, Shang Jing took her daughter's hand and walked home, feeling at ease. When she got downstairs, Shang Jing stopped and looked at the window on the second floor, where it was pitch black. Wen Qiong stood beside her and also stopped. After a while, Shang Jing took a deep breath and pulled Wen Qiong upstairs. This is their home and the source of their fear.

Shang Jing went to cook noodles, Wen Qiong leaned on the sofa and stretched, the days without Wen Ling were too comfortable.

Shang Jing put the noodles on the table, "Hurry up and go to bed after eating, I have to go to school tomorrow." ”

Wen Qiong nodded, "Well, but the monthly exam has just passed, and it's been easier recently." ”

"Monthly exams? Then you...... How did you do on the exam? ”

Wen Qiong silently picked up the bowl without saying a word.

This is undoubtedly a big problem, if she wants to go to college, she must have good grades, but fortunately, she is only a freshman in high school now, and it is still too late to work hard.

Shang Jing, as a woman who didn't go to school much, didn't have much opinion on Wen Qiong's academic performance, but of course she was happy to study well. She patted Wen Qiong's head, "It's okay, take your time." ”

"Hmm."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Shang Jing and Wen Qiong froze at the same time, and the two glanced at each other, both of them saw vigilance and fear in each other's eyes.

Aunt Liu's voice came from outside the door, "Shang Jing, Wen Qiong, are you there?" ”

Shang Jing reacted, "Yes." ”

Wen Qiong's tense nerves also relaxed, and she continued to eat noodles while holding the bowl.

Shang Jing got up and opened the door. Aunt Liu held a few baked cakes in her hand and said with a smile: "This is what I made in the afternoon, you can taste it." ”

Wen Qiong smiled and thanked her, "Thank you, Aunt Liu." ”

"Come and sit down." Shang Jing poured water for Aunt Liu.

Aunt Liu saw Wen Qiong holding a bowl and asked, "Why did you eat so late?" ”

Wen Qiong sucked the noodles, "I just got out of class." ”

"Oh, yes, high school is hard." Aunt Liu glanced at the back room and said with relief: "I see that your life is okay in the past two days." ”

Shang Jing reluctantly pulled the corners of her mouth, and there was a bit of bitterness in her smile.

Aunt Liu took her hand and said: "I heard Wen Qiong say that you are ready to divorce, this is a good thing, it was originally all about persuasion and not persuasion, but I know that you are in a special situation, don't care what outsiders say, it's good to leave, it's good to leave." ”

"Hmm." Shang Jing lowered her head, revealing her snow-white neck.

After chatting a few more words, Aunt Liu said: "Shang Jing, that's the case, I know you're looking for a job, I'm idle, I'm idle, I discussed with the old man, I plan to open a baked cake shop, now I'm alone, doesn't the old man still have to go to work." I thought, why don't you come over and help, what do you think? ”

Wen Qiong looked up from the bowl.

Shang Jing asked hesitantly, "This...... Can I do this? ”

Aunt Liu smiled kindly, "Of course you can, you come over to help get to the bottom of it, I don't worry." If I open a branch in the future, you can also help me manage it, how great. ”

"This is good!" Wen Qiong bit off a noodle and nodded, "Mom, I don't feel at ease when you go out to work, how good it is to follow Aunt Liu." ”

Shang Jing said gratefully: "Aunt Liu, thank you, I will do a good job." ”

"Okay, okay, let's do it together."

After Aunt Liu left, the mother and daughter hugged each other and even wanted to cheer loudly. Wen Qiong was really worried about Shang Jing going out to find a job, and Shang Jing was even more nervous about going out to find a job, but now that it's okay, the problem is solved.

The next day, Wen Qiong was woken up by the alarm clock and sat up from bed. Shang Jing was in high spirits, didn't sleep much all night, made breakfast early, and said that she would send Wen Qiong to school. Wen Qiong was also very happy to see Shang Jing so energetic. After breakfast, hooked Shang Jing's arm and went to school together.

The morning sun is shining, the breeze is gentle, and the foliage of the large trees along the road is luxuriant. The students wore blue and white uniforms and were full of youth. This is the first time Shang Jing has seen her daughter's daily life seriously, and pulled Wen Qiong to sort out her collar, "Study hard." ”

Wen Qiong smiled and hugged Shang Jing, "Okay." She walked into the campus and turned back to wave to Shang Jing.

Su Guo'er walked over from behind and hooked Wen Qiong's neck, "Who is that?" ”

"My mom." Wen Qiong pulled down her hand, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

Su Guo'er couldn't help but look back a few more times, "Your mother is so beautiful." ”

Wen Qiong also turned her head, Shang Jing was still standing in place, the sun was shining on her jade white face, she squinted slightly, quiet and beautiful, with a bit of classical beauty. Wen Qiong said: "Well, my mother is quite beautiful. ”

The two of them talked and laughed and entered the classroom. The classroom was noisy, and the most striking thing was Xiu Qingyan's table, where a girl was snuggled up next to him, and the two of them were eating breakfast. When Meng Ling saw Wen Qiong coming in, a mouthful of soy milk almost squirted out, and he raised his hand to poke Xiu Qingyan.

Xiu Qingyan was lazy, rubbed his chin against the girl's forehead, and then lightly glanced at Wen Qiong at the door. With his eyes facing each other, Xiu Qingyan looked away without the slightest emotion.

Wen Qiong paused, lowered her head and continued to chat with Su Guo'er. She walked over and pulled out a chair and was about to sit down, but Meng Ling and Zeng Ming ran over and carried Wen Qiong's table away.

Wen Qiong was stunned and looked at Meng Ling suspiciously. Meng Ling smiled dryly and said, "Wen Qiong, I'm sorry, your seat has changed." ”

"Where?"

"Here." Meng Ling and Zeng Ming moved the table to the back of Xiu Qingyan.

Wen Qiong was silent. Su Guo'er was already jumping up in anger, "What about me?" ”

Meng Ling sneered, "You, you also come here to sit." ”

Su Guoer asked, "The teacher said to change it?" ”

"Of course not, our brother Yan has the final say, and you and Wen Qiong will sit here in the future."

Su Guo'er turned around, "I'll tell the teacher!" ”

As soon as he walked to the door, he was blocked by several male classmates, who looked fierce, "This is Xiu Qingyan's final say!" ”

Su Guoer wanted to squeeze out hard, but a male classmate pushed her with some force, she couldn't stand steadily, took two steps back, and hit the podium directly.

Wen Qiong put the schoolbag on the table heavily, and there was a loud bang, and the whole class was silent.

Everyone's eyes were on Wen Qiong. Xiu Qingyan leaned lightly on the girl, the corners of his lips hooked, and said coldly: "What? Not satisfied with my arrangement? ”

Wen Qiong's face was indifferent, "Don't bully Su Guo'er, if something is coming at me, I can sit here, where Su Guo'er wants to sit can't be arranged by you." ”

"Heh, you want to stand up for her?" Xiu Qingyan's brows furrowed, and he raised his foot and kicked it, and the table clanged. Wen Qiong hurriedly held on to the table that was about to fall, he worked hard, Wen Qiong was struggling, her hand was pressed by the edge of the table very painfully, but she didn't say anything.

The two were at a stalemate, and it wasn't until a drop of sweat slipped down her forehead that Xiu Qingyan let go, and the table returned to its place safely.

Xiu Qingyan's eyebrows were sharp, "Okay, just listen to classmate Wen, Su Guo'er chooses where she wants to sit." ”

Several male classmates who were blocking the door heard this and got out of the way.

Su Guo'er said to Wen Qiong: "You wait for me, I'll tell the teacher." With that, she rushed out of the classroom.

Wen Qiong saw her leave, sighed, and sat down alone. The position was cramped, with a blackboard newspaper behind her and a trash can next to it, and she was silent and didn't seem to take it to heart.

Xiu Qingyan's hand on the table was lowered, clenched into a fist, and his knuckles were a little white because he had pressed too hard.

Meng Ling and the others kept observing his face.

The girl in his arms saw that he was not in a high mood, and looked at Wen Qiong, who was bowing her head and doing her homework, and a sense of crisis rose in her heart. She hugged Xiu Qingyan's neck with her backhand, "What else do you want to eat?" I'm going to buy it. The tone is sinister and lovable.

Xiu Qingyan lowered his head and brushed the hair on her forehead, "No, I won't eat it." ”

"Hmm." She pursed her lips and leaned into his arms.

Meng Ling deliberately teased, "Sister Yu Miao, why don't you ask us what we eat?" ”

Yu Miao! Two words exploded in Wen Qiong's mind, and she suddenly raised her head from her homework book and looked at the girl in Xiu Qingyan's arms. The girl has straight hair and flat bangs, Yu Miao is still young at this time, and the style is very different from the previous life, she can't recognize it at a glance. The junior in the previous life, Chu Xin's cheating object, Yu Miao.

With a click, the pen in his hand snapped. Wen Qiong didn't notice it, her eyes were full of hatred and indescribable complex emotions, and she stared at Yu Miao.

Yu Miao was aware of it and looked back at her, her eyes full of innocence.

Wen Qiong stood up suddenly, threw down the pen, and rushed out of the classroom.

Yu Miao raised her head and asked Xiu Qingyan, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Xiu Qingyan looked at the door with a gloomy face.

Meng Ling's laughter also stopped instantly, and they looked at each other.

Zeng Ming was puzzled, "What's wrong with Wen Qiong?" It can't be jealous, right? But the vinegar came too late. ”

Wen Qiong ran out of the classroom, panicked, and could only hide in the bathroom, and locked the door of the cubicle with her backhand. She squatted on the ground, hugging her knees, and her mind was full of Yu Miao's face.

Yu Miao in her previous life was such a weak face, and she said with tears in her eyes that she loved Chu Xin and asked Wen Qiong to give Chu Xin to her.

Let? Wen Qiong has a family and children, she needs Chu Xin, how can she let her.

Yu Miao is obviously a third party, but she has played an innocent role for many years, and then she invaded her life inch by inch, occupied her man, her family, and finally forced her to be cornered.

A line of clear tears slowly slipped down, and Wen Qiong wiped it over and over again, but she couldn't wipe it clean. What is there to be afraid of her? It is she who is reborn, she will no longer have anything to do with Chu Xin in this life, what happens to Yu Miao, it has nothing to do with her, no matter who she is, it has nothing to do with her.

Wen Qiong sorted out her mood, and the bell rang outside.