Tears flowed down her cheeks to her chin and then from her chin to the table.

But no matter how sad you are, you can't go unwritten with your homework.

Under the lamp, it was a child in the third year of high school.

The kid in the third year of high school is crying.

While crying, I wrote.

This is a kind of sadness that is different from idol dramas, because this is real life.

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Friday

Every time the second morning after He Xinyu cried, his eyes would be very sore. Opening her sour eyes, it was already time to go to school, and she hurriedly packed her schoolbag and prepared to go out.

Her mother was responsible for the "delivery" of He Xinyu, and she relied on her own car to come back.

The "scars" of last night's quarrel are especially there, so the mother and daughter in the car didn't say a word, only the music on the radio supported the scene.

When he arrived at school, He Xinyu got out of the car and closed the car door without saying a word.

If it was usual, she would definitely close the car door again and say "bye-bye, be careful on the road", but if she couldn't hear her words, it must have been a fight or something happened.

"Hey!"

As soon as He Xinyu walked into the school gate, suddenly a hand was placed on her shoulder.

It's Liu Xiang.

I have to mention that there are many people with the same name as celebrities in this school. If it weren't for the fact that there was too much age difference between the two, unfamiliar passers-by would definitely be wrong.

When He Xinyu saw Liu Xiang, she didn't know what to say to her best table mate in her sophomore year.

And I don't know why she has an embarrassment of seeing her ex-boyfriend as soon as she sees Liu Xiang.

"Why don't you speak?"

"No, I just didn't react."

Liu Xiang is a second-class person, and he is also recognized as a "floor heating" in the whole grade.

Only tall and handsome warm men can be called central air conditioning, and the rest can only be called floor heating.

Liu Xiang saw that He Xin didn't speak, and jokingly complained: "Look at it, you have been a lot colder to me after we are not in the same building, why don't I deserve warmth as a good person?" ”

"You're really embarrassed." He Xinyu walked upstairs with him, and said as he walked, "In the past, the forest was big, and there were all kinds of birds; Now the forest is bigger, and everything treats itself as a bird. ”

"Cut...... Too lazy to mess with you. "The floor of the C2 class of the third year of high school has arrived, "I'm leaving, bye-bye~"

"Bye-bye~"

The floor of the He Xin language class is on the fourth floor, so naturally the two of them have to go their separate ways.

This parting of the ways is not only a literal separation, but also the meaning that in the end the two of them embarked on two different paths.

Originally, Friday was supposed to be an ordinary and happy weekend coming home from school, but today is different.

The difference is that today their class is going to be quarantined again.

Just last night, two more children contracted chickenpox.

This meant that their Class A had to start another big move, not only did the boarding students have to take a break for the two weeks, but once again there was only a small area to move around and grow mushrooms in a dark corner.

It's been a very difficult time.

And Mr. Yu still didn't seem to give up the idea of letting Liu Xiaoran and He Xinyu both exert their maximum effect.

In other words, He Xinyu changed to a table again.

This time this tablemate is Zhuang Shenghao.

In fact, from the bottom of my heart, He Xinyu is resistant. Although Zhuang Shenghao is a historical boss, she herself is biased, so won't the two of them sit together more biased?