One of my classmates said, "Wow, that's the sign of a spirit giver." ”

Another student also said with a look of surprise: "I know that people like us are ordinary competitors, but the spirit granter is a player who can participate in a large competition." ”

"Of course, our Sister Yue is now a two-star wood spirit giver, and you amateurs will never be able to compare."

Cao Qian, who was standing next to Han Yue, showed off proudly, as if it was her own glory.

Han Yue pulled the corner of Cao Qian's clothes and whispered, "Qianqian, they are all classmates, there is no need to ......"

Cao Qian said loudly: "Han Yue, we can't keep a low profile anymore, you said that a person at the level of a school flower like you is still a two-star spirit granter, there is no need to be low-key." ”

Cao Qian's words also attracted the approval of many male classmates, of course, some girls were inevitably jealous of Han Yue's appearance and talent.

In the beginner (3) class, and even in the entire junior class, Han Yue's appearance is as beautiful as a princess, while Mu Cang in the beginner (1) class is called "Prince Charming", what to say, the two of them are a natural pair.

When Han Yue heard this, she also smiled, and she didn't answer or deny it, which made more people think that they were a couple.

"Let's make it."

Han Yue stood at the door of the classroom, blocking Han Yaoyao's way into the classroom, and Drizzle scolded loudly.

Han Yue pretended to be taken aback, and hurriedly gave way, but the drizzle didn't give Han Yue a good face at all, just because Han Yue was too ugly.

Han Yue turned her head and saw Han Xiaoyao pushing by the drizzle.

At this time, Han Yaoyao changed into a clean school uniform, wore a mask, lowered his head, and looked at the book.

Mao Yu wanted to push the wheelchair away, but Cao Qian stopped in front of Mao Yu and Han Yaoyao.

Cao Qian sneered without hesitation: "Yo, isn't this the lame man, what's the matter, my brain is suddenly better, and I want to read a book?" ”

Han Yue stopped, pulled Cao Qian, apologized to Han Yaoyao, and said, "I'm sorry, sister, she doesn't speak very well." ”

"Sister, isn't what she said you taught? Well? ”

Han Yaoyao, who has never spoken in front of the living, opened her mouth to speak, but in Han Yue's impression, her younger sister has always been submissive, and she had heard her say a few words before, and her tone was that timid, but now, she was directly turning the spearhead to herself, and she spoke so sharply.

Han Yue smiled awkwardly, just leaned over, squatted beside Han Yaoyao's wheelchair, and reached out to touch her head, but Han Xiaoxiao tilted her head at this time, and casually stopped a classmate who was just returning to the classroom, chatted with that person, and completely ignored Han Yue.

Han Yue's hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly, Han Yue lowered her head helplessly, but when she looked up, she was still smiling, Han Yue stood up, she didn't say anything, she seemed to see something, and between her eyebrows and eyes was the joy in her heart that was difficult to hide.

Han Yue said with a little girl's tone in her voice, "Brother Mu Cang, you are here." ”

You know? That kind of liking can't be hidden, Han Yaoyao turned his face at some point, and raised his eyes slightly to look at Han Yue, Han Yaoyao didn't understand, why, at this moment, Han Yue's eyes seemed to have stars, probably this is the appearance of the person who likes it all over his eyes.

She is from another world, she doesn't understand emotions, she only knows that her mission is to eliminate the danger.

Han Yaoyao beckoned to the drizzle behind him: "Let's go, come to my seat." ”

Mao Yu nodded, then pushed Han Yaoyao back to his seat, and Han Yue on the other side walked to Mu Cang's side and muttered in a low voice: "My sister seems to hate me a little." ”

Mu Cang patted her on the shoulder and said, "You are a good sister, it's just that she may not know." ”

Han Yue glanced at it worriedly, didn't say anything, turned around, pulled Mu Cang out, and said that she wanted to buy some drinks.

Han Yue excitedly pulled Mu Cang to the entrance of the building, but Mu Cang fell all his eyes on Han Yaoyao, just now Mu Cang heard Han Xiaoyao's voice outside the classroom, and he always felt that he had heard it somewhere.

In the morning, Han Yaoyao was sleeping, because these classes were her foundation in another school, and as soon as school ended at noon, Mao An and Mao Yu came to push Han Yaoyao to the cafeteria.

But Han Yue came out halfway, she held two lunches in her hand, took one to Han Yaoyao and said, "This is from your father, saying that you are not in good health, and I prepared a ...... for you"

Han Yaoyao waved it over with one hand, and said with an angry face: "Don't pretend! That's your dad! Not my dad! My dad is long dead! My mom is ...... too."

Some of the students who were about to go to the cafeteria in a group had not gone far when they heard the noise and gathered around.

Han Yue looked at the boxed lunch scattered all over the ground, she was very aggrieved, but what could she do, they were sorry for Han Yao.

"I'm sorry, Dad, he's just ......"

"I repeat! That's your dad, not my dad! Mao An, I'm getting out of here. ”

Mao An looked at Han Yaoyao's figure worriedly, shook his head, and left with a wheelchair.

Han Yue felt at this time, she knelt on the ground weakly, her tears burst out of her eyes, at this time, the mobile phone rang, and her father's kind voice came from inside: "Yueyue, did she eat it?" The first time I did it, it may not taste good, and I don't know ......"

Han Yue tried very hard to maintain a calm tone and replied, "Dad, she didn't eat when she died, what should I do?" ”

Dad Han was on the other side, and the hand that was originally wiping the picture frame stopped, and it seemed that he had stopped for a long time before he replied in a choked voice: "I'm sorry, Yueyue, I hope you can forgive her, that child, we are sorry for her." ”

"I know, Dad, I treat her like a sister, don't worry."

Han's father felt that his daughter was sensible, so he said a few words, hung up the phone, and looked at the two people in the photo on the wall, his eyes were full of guilt.