As the sun set in front of him, his heart turned from full of anticipation to deep disappointment, what was the matter with her? Why didn't you come? turned on the computer, flipped through the historical records, and watched all the variety shows that Chang Xiaoxiao had watched, although he didn't know where the laughter was, but after he watched it, somehow, he was in a much better mood. After a day, Chang Xiaoxiao still didn't come, and Song Muze was discharged from the hospital ahead of schedule despite the opposition of the doctor's family.

If the power of love is anything, it is that it can make a person nervous, sentimental, suffered, slightly mean, irritable. When Song Muze stepped into the classroom and saw Chang Xiaoxiao chatting with a boy hotly, he was extremely disappointed.

"Song Muze, how are you?" Chang Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.

"Hmm." Song Muze's expression was indifferent, and his face was pale.

He was so focused on his studies, either in the library or in the laboratory, and he wasn't interested in other people's affairs at all, so he couldn't even call the names of the classmates in the class who got along with him day and night, but at this moment, he wanted to know what the boy was talking about with Chang Xiaoxiao, and he was chatting so happily.

After what happened last time, Chang Xiaoxiao didn't play pranks on him, he wouldn't hide his textbooks, he wouldn't apply glue on his stool, and he wouldn't put strange things on his desk, he was also very friendly to him, and he talked more, and asked him about his hobbies and birthdays from time to time.

Just one day, Chang Xiaoxiao handed him a pink envelope.

"What is this?" Song Muze helped the frame of the mirror and asked with a frown.

"Love letters!" Chang Xiaoxiao said lightly.

After hearing this, Song Muze's heart was surging and ecstatic, but there was still a faint expression on his face, he had received countless love letters, but he had never felt this way.

When I opened it, my heart was half cold.

"Who is Xiao Li?"

"A girl in the next class is very beautiful and has good grades."

Song Muze was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, it turned out that it was just his own wishful thinking, and some people didn't care at all.

There is a boy named Equation, tall, if he and Song Muze have something in common, that is, they are both popular figures, and they both have a handsome face. The difference is that Song Muze is a scholar, and the equation is a scumbag. Song Muze is cold, rejects people thousands of miles away, is enthusiastic, and approachable. Song Muze is not good at sports, but the equation is a basketball master and a long-distance running champion. Needless to say, the similarities between the equation and Chang Xiaoxiao are both within the bottom 3. There is also Chang Xiaoxiao and Equation like to play games, and there are a lot of common topics.

One day, the equation sitting in the back threw a note at her, Chang smiled and glanced at it, wrote a sentence, and threw the note to him while the teacher was writing on the blackboard. After going back and forth several times like this, the paper ball of the equation was crooked and thrown onto Song Muze's table. Song Muze was already angry in his heart, it was a kind of indescribable, unclear anger in his heart, he threw the paper ball fiercely and threw it on the teacher's back, and the consequences can be imagined.

Chang Xiaoxiao and Equation were punished to the punishment station outside the classroom, and through the window, Song Muze saw that the two of them were talking and laughing, and he was even more angry, his heart was sour, and he was pulling a trace of pain. In this way, Song Xueba was distracted in class for the first time, his eyes glanced out of the window from time to time, he actually thought that the person standing next to Chang Xiaoxiao at the moment was himself, and when he realized this, he was frightened by his own thoughts.