The following week, Wen Qiong and Shang Jing officially moved into the attic of the cake shop. Shang Jing's back injury is not completely healed, so she rubs the medicine on time every day, and on the third day, she can get out of bed. Aunt Liu set the opening date of the store at the end of the month, and Shang Jing began to help Aunt Liu deal with the things in the store. Wen Qiong also relieved herself and went back to school.

"Wen Qiong!" Su Guo'er beckoned to her from afar on the other side of the teaching building.

Wen Qiong smiled at her, set the bicycle away, carried her school bag, and stepped forward.

Su Guo'er hooked her arm and asked, "Why did you take a leave of absence last week?" ”

"There's something going on at home." Wen Qiong's eyebrows and eyes relaxed.

Su Guo'er looked at her twice, and only when she saw that she looked at ease did she relax, "There's nothing big at home, right?" ”

"No, it's been resolved." Wen Qiong smiled.

"That's good." Su Guo'er nodded.

Wen Qiong asked for leave this time, Teacher Wu deliberately kept it secret, and the students knew why she didn't come to class, and there was just one less person who didn't have a sense of existence, and everyone didn't care too much.

The two chatted while walking, and when they came to the class, the atmosphere was lively, and there were many people around Xiu Qingyan's table.

Su Guo'er said to Wen Qiong: "The day after you took leave, Xiu Qingyan changed our position, and we still sat there. ”

In front of Xiu Qingyan was indeed her table, Wen Qiong didn't say anything, and walked over with Su Guo'er.

Meng Ling crossed Erlang's legs and chatted with someone with a wicked smile. Seeing Wen Qiong coming, he sat up straight and stabbed Xiu Qingyan.

Xiu Qingyan looked up, his fingertips tapped on the table, and his eyes fell on hers.

Su Guo'er also shook Wen Qiong's arm, Wen Qiong met his eyes silently, and then slowly moved away.

Wen Qiong took out a white lunch box from her schoolbag and placed it on Xiu Qingyan's table in full view of everyone, "In the future, I will take care of your breakfast." ”

Everyone's eyes were curiously on the lunch box. The lunch box is very new, like it was just bought.

Xiu Qingyan's eyes flashed, and a trace of indescribable emotion was fleeting, he stared at the lunch box for a moment, then threw it back, smacked, and went into the trash can. He said in a cold tone, "Who scarces your breakfast." ”

The whole class looked at Wen Qiong in surprise. Su Guo'er was even more angry and gritted her teeth. Only Wen Qiong's expression was indifferent, and she didn't seem to have any special emotions, "You don't like the breakfast I make, I'll buy you what you like tomorrow, what do you want?" ”

"Don't you know best what I want?" Xiu Qingyan stood up, propped himself on the table with one hand, approaching her, his eyes slowly descending from her white forehead, looking at her delicate nose, and then pink lips, he looked up and down, and his Adam's apple moved.

"No, I can only bring you breakfast." She couldn't give him the love letter he wanted. Whether it was the lawyer's matter or the help that night, he had repeatedly instructed Lawyer Zhou to lend a helping hand to their mother and daughter, and she had to pay them back, and she didn't know how to pay her back, maybe he didn't like it, but it was all her business, but it was a pity that she got up early today to make breakfast.

Wen Qiong looked at the trash can at the back of the classroom, where lunch boxes and breakfast cost money. Xiu Qingyan swept back along her line of sight, and the white lunch box stood out in the trash can. Wen Qiong stuffed the schoolbag into the drawer, walked over, bent down to pick up the lunch box, and just patted the dust on it, the lunch box was taken away by him.

Xiu Qingyan threw the lunch box into the trash again, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't it for me?" I don't want it, you can't pick it up if you throw it away! ”

Xiu Qingyan looked down on her condescendingly. Wen Qiong stood by the trash can and was silent for a while, before she whispered: "The lunch box needs to be bought with money, and it is still new." ”

Xiu Qingyan sneered and refused to back down.

Wen Qiong looked at the trash can again, and didn't insist anymore, she was so domineering, she couldn't help it. She turned back to her seat, Xiu Qingyan staring at the back of her head with a dark expression.

"You haven't been here for the past few days, but the results of the monthly exam are out." Su Guo'er took out the test paper from the drawer and handed it to Wen Qiong.

Wen Qiong asked softly, "How many points?" ”

"......" Su Guo'er scratched her head and smiled bitterly, "How many points can we have, at the bottom." Actually, I plan to go to college after graduating from high school and learn some skills. ”

Wen Qiong nodded, "It's okay." ”

Su Guo'er asked again, "What about you?" ”

"I want to go to college." Wen Qiong said lightly. She opened the test paper, and there were nine subjects in total, and none of them passed.

"Huh? Going to college, huh? Su Guoer felt a little incredible.

"yes." Wen Qiong really wants to go to college, wants to live a different life from her previous life, and only by going to college can she have a way out.

"By the way, why did you bring breakfast to Xiu Qingyan? Was it currying favor with him? After a long while, Su Guo'er still couldn't help but ask.

Wen Qiong's hand flipped through the test paper, and she shook her head, "I'm paying off my debts." ”

"Paying off debts? What do you owe him? ”

Wen Qiong smiled and was silent.

Seeing this, Su Guoer didn't want to ask any more.

Most of the classmates in the class, like Su Guo'er, thought that Wen Qiong was currying favor with Xiu Qingyan. The rumors began to spread in the morning, everyone said that Wen Qiong was very pretending, first said that he didn't like Xiu Qingyan anymore, and after a few days, he relapsed into his old ways, and he was thrown away to make breakfast for Xiu Qingyan, and asked him what he liked, Xiu Qingyan naturally refused as thoroughly as before.

Meng Ling stood in the corridor, looked at Wen Qiong in the classroom who was seriously correcting the test papers, and said leisurely, "Brother Yan, does she like you again?" I'll bring you breakfast early in the morning, little daughter-in-law. ”

Zeng Ming laughed, "I must like it again, Brother Yan is a good method." ”

Xiu Qingyan didn't say anything, and his face was not good.

Zeng Ming and Meng Ling glanced at each other, and both of them shut up in disdain.

Xiu Qingyan's gaze fell on Wen Qiong's body, and he sneered. Why did she make breakfast, and she looked submissive, he knew best, he was even more irritable when he thought of this, what he wanted was not gratitude.

Wen Qiong was still thinking about the lunch box, which cost her a lot of money to buy, and seeing that most of the classmates in the class had gone out, she got up and rummaged through the trash cans that were covered by the paper, but fortunately it was still clean, but she turned it all over, and still didn't find the lunch box.

Wen Qiong never left her seat, thinking that no one should have touched this trash can. She squatted in front of the trash can and was stunned for a long time.

Su Guo'er came back with the homework book and asked in a low voice, "What are you looking for?" ”

Wen Qiong came back to her senses and hurriedly stood up, "I didn't look for anything." Have you gone to see Mr. Wu? ”

"Yes, he said that if we really want to study hard, he will arrange one-on-one student support for us."

Wen Qiong's eyes lit up, "Really? ”

"Hmm."

"Great."

She wants to study hard now, but she can't understand a lot of knowledge, and if someone brings it, she may be able to fight hard. She wants to go to college, she wants to live her own life, she wants to have her own future.

Outside the window, Meng Ling was puzzled, "What is she looking for?" That lunch box in the morning? ”

Zeng Ming replied: "It should be, she seems to be very precious about that lunch box." Brother Yan, is it really okay for you to throw it away like this? ”

"What? Do you have an opinion? Xiu Qingyan's eyebrows were raised, and he looked impatient.

Zeng Ming said twice and pulled the corners of his clothes, "How dare you!" ”

The class bell rang, and scattered students flocked into the classroom, and Xiu Qingyan and the three of them also walked into the class slowly. Xiu Qingyan pushed the table forward. Wen Qiong's back was pressed against the table and she looked back at him. The two of them looked at each other, but for a moment, Wen Qiong turned her head back.

Teacher Wu walked into the classroom, holding a lottery holder in his hand, his eyes swept away, and he stayed on Wen Qiong's face for a few more seconds, he coughed lightly and said: "There are less than eight months to go, the first year of high school is over, and then you will face the choice of class placement and liberal arts and sciences, in order to enter an excellent class and have a better learning atmosphere, you should start preparing for the war at this time." I was very relieved that I knew that everyone was busy with their schoolwork, and that it might be troublesome for students to make up for each other, so the students who helped with the class were all voluntary. ”

"I have a sticker in my hand, and the dedicated classmates will come and draw a slip of paper with the words on it that will help the students in the next period of time, and I call out the names. Meng Ling, Zeng Ming, Xiu Qingyan ......"

The students who read their names stepped forward one after another and drew notes from the stickers. There are not many students in the class who want to make up classes, mainly a few of them are at the bottom of the grades, Wen Qiong is one of them, Su Guoer is probably also because she heard that Wen Qiong was going to take the university entrance examination, ignited her fighting spirit, and wanted to sprint, so she also signed up.

Meng Ling opened the note without paying much attention, and when he saw the name on it, his eyes widened in disbelief, then he glanced at Wen Qiong, and then subconsciously looked at Xiu Qingyan.

Xiu Qingyan squinted his eyes as he held the note between his fingertips. Meng Ling froze, Xiu Qingyan stretched out his hand and directly exchanged notes with him. The note with "Su Guo'er" written on it was placed in the palm of his hand, and Meng Ling scolded fiercely, "She? ”

Xiu Qingyan looked down at Wen Qiong's name and handed it to Teacher Wu, "My student is Wen Qiong. ”

His voice was not loud, but it was very clear, and the classmates in the class who were waiting for the news heard it, and Wen Qiong also raised his head. Xiu Qingyan leaned against the podium, his dark eyes staring at her.

When Mr. Wu saw the note, his brows furrowed, and he asked, "Xiu Qingyan, do you want to change it?" ”

"Is the teacher afraid that I won't be able to teach her well?" Xiu Qingyan asked rhetorically.

"No, no, of course you can teach her well."

"That's fine."

Wen Qiong sat in her seat and looked at Xiu Qingyan on the podium in confusion. She had just seen Xiu Qingyan and Meng Ling exchange notes with her own eyes, she was a little helpless, and her fingers lightly clasped the tabletop.

"Wen Qiong." Teacher Wu shouted.

"Yes." Wen Qiong stood up.

"Xiu Qingyan will help you make up for the class, okay?"

Wen Qiong refused in her heart, she already owed a lot to Xiu Qingyan, and she had to sacrifice his time to help her, a poor student, make up for her class. She opened her mouth and was about to speak, Xiu Qingyan was carrying an iron ruler with a threatening look in her eyes.

Wen Qiong hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes." ”

Anyway, for her, as long as her academic performance can be improved, there are no other requirements. Xiu Qingyan has good grades, if she helps her make up for classes, she will take a big advantage.

But the irony is that in her previous life, she couldn't ask for it, in exchange for endless tears, she got it so easily in this life, but it is no longer what she wants.

Her affirmative reply made Xiu Qingyan's face a little better, and he threw down the iron ruler, walked around the podium, and walked back to his seat. As he passed by Wen Qiong's side, he stopped and looked down at her with a faint look in his eyes.

Wen Qiong felt his gaze and sighed, she raised her head, smiled at him, and asked, "Xiu Qingyan, I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning, do you want it?" ”

Xiu Qingyan just looked at her intently, without answering, her eyes were surging with complicated emotions, she couldn't understand it. And she always keeps smiling, and the shallow pear vortex on the side of her mouth makes people feel warm and gentle.

Xiu Qingyan lowered her head, Wen Qiong was a little panicked, she saw that handsome face was getting closer and closer, so close that her breath was entangled, she wanted to retreat, "Xiu Qingyan, if you don't like it, then I ......"

"Who says I don't like it?" Xiu Qingyan was still staring at her.

Wen Qiong pressed her fingers against the edge of the table to find support, "Then tomorrow, don't throw away the lunch box." ”

The corners of the mouth of the clear rock were slightly curved, and they flashed. He said, "Okay." ”

Wen Qiong breathed a sigh of relief. Xiu Qingyan stood up straight and passed by her side, the hem of her school uniform brushing her arm, gently, with a refreshing breath.

At this time, Su Guo'er pointed at Meng Ling, "You help me make up the class?" ”

Meng Ling's face was also very ugly, and he deliberately said, "You don't want to?" If you don't, I won't help you! ”

Su Guo'er was so angry that her face turned blue, and she looked at Teacher Wu for help.

Teacher Wu smiled, "Meng Ling's grades are very good, and it is more than enough to be your teacher." ”

Su Guoer sat down aggrievedly and tugged at Wen Qiong's sleeve.

"It's just a make-up class, and he can't eat you." Wen Qiong patted her on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

Su Guo'er lowered her voice, "But I hate him." ”

Wen Qiong took out a bag of small biscuits from her schoolbag and handed it to Su Guo'er, "My aunt made it herself." ”

"Thank you."

Recently, the temperature has cooled, and the afternoon sun is not as warm as before, with a bit of a cold chill.

After school, Wen Qiong had just packed her schoolbag when the table behind her slammed her back, and she turned around.

Xiu Qingyan held a workbook in his hand and squinted at her, "Make up the lesson, what's not to understand?" ”

Wen Qiong paused, "I still have to go to work." ”

Xiu Qingyan's face immediately sank, "So you don't have to make up classes, right?" ”

"It's not." Wen Qiong thought for a while, "I won't make it up today, I need to talk to the owner of the stationery store, and then we will determine the time for making up the class, what do you think?" Her voice was gentle, with a tone of negotiation in it.

Xiu Qingyan's pen tip nodded her forehead, "Okay, I'll talk about it tomorrow!" ”

After saying that, he got up and walked out with his schoolbag, Wen Qiong could tell from between his eyebrows that he seemed to be a little angry, and she also stood up after him.

Suddenly, with a bang, a white lunch box fell out of Xiu Qingyan's drawer, Wen Qiong couldn't help but be stunned, and before she could get closer and take a closer look, the lunch box was picked up by a slender hand.

She raised her head in a daze, and Xiu Qingyan explained a little unnaturally, "Seeing how hard you looked for it, I asked Meng Ling to get it back!" Then he put the lunch box on the table and turned to leave.