Su Xiayu asked again: "Is my relationship with that little brother very good?" ”

"It's so good that it's like twins glued together." Ke Rou teased and quipped: "When you were young, you also said that you would call others dear, and that you would marry him when you grow up." ”

"Ahh Su Xiayu's eyes widened and she looked at Ke Rou blankly, "Mommy, did I really say such cheeky things?" ”

She was so heroic when she was a child? Have you decided on your future marriage?

Calling dear after a little boy? It's really childish, and it's really embarrassing to think about it now.

Ke Rou nodded, "Your father also knows about this, he won't lie." ”

Su Yi was so good at that time that he was competing with the little brother for favor.

Su Xiayu: "......"

Seeing that Mommy said so swearingly, this matter should be inseparable, so don't ask.

This incident is a stain on life, a little shame.

"That little brother, do we still have contact with our family now?"

Ke Rou shook her head and said regretfully: "Mommy and that little brother's mommy were originally good friends, but then your father has been transferred, and the contact has slowly been broken. ”

Back then, the help of Yan Shumei's family made Ke Rou, who was lonely and lived with Su Xiayu, feel warm, so how could Wang forget it.

It's a pity that when they went back, Yan Shumei's family also left Sioux City.

Su Xiayu looked at the necklace in her palm and sighed lightly.

She has been dreaming the same dream all these years, and it seems that it is really good to have a light relationship with the little brother in women's clothing.

It's a pity to break off contact, otherwise the two of them should be good friends.

Putting aside that strange dream and the origin of childhood, this necklace is still very fashionable after many years.

Although more than ten years have passed, the style has not become outdated, which shows that the designer's skills at that time were really powerful.

Su Xiayu picked up the necklace and walked to the vanity mirror, put it on her neck and compared it twice.

The slender swan-necked necklace is a seamless match.

The more Su Xiayu looked at it, the more she liked it, "Mommy, can I wear it?" ”

Ke Rou looked at the stinky little girl in front of the dressing mirror with a smile, "This was originally yours, Mommy just kept it on your behalf, and now that you have grown up, of course you can take it back." ”

In the past, the child was young and didn't know the meaning of this gift, so it was a pity to keep it if she lost it, but now it's time for her to keep it herself.

Maybe one day, that little boy is also waiting for Su Xiayu, and this girl is the opportunity.

Su Xiayu took the necklace for a while, then put it back and reluctantly closed the lid, "Let's put it first!" ”

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"Our school rules don't allow schools to wear necklaces." Su Xiayu reluctantly touched the brocade box, "It's better to wait for the opportunity to take it out and let it go." ”

There are still more than two months to go before the school anniversary of Xiyuan No. 1 Middle School, and that's it

Bring it, she can afford to wait.

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Senior 1 (8) class

Xiyuan No. 1 Middle School has always attached great importance to exams, so although it is only a monthly exam, the students are very nervous, and no one dares to relax and do not pay attention to it.

Yan Jing is definitely an outlier in this group of hardworking students.

Su Xiayu buried herself in copying notes, all she had to do was to transfer the handwriting on Yan Jing's book to her own book intact.

Although she thinks that even if the whole book is taken away, I'm afraid this Xueshen won't be needed.

"Yan Jing, give you back the history book."

"Hmm."

Yan Jing didn't even glance at Su Xiayu, he casually took the book and pressed it under his elbow, and then continued to sleep.

Su Xiayu: "......"

Su Xiayu lowered her eyes and looked at the empty hand, a little stunned.

In fact, his next sentence was that he wanted to borrow another subject.

However, the same table is in a displeased mood now, don't disturb, she still doesn't want to touch his moldy head.

Yan Jing, who was facing Su Xiayu on the side, could feel that the girl wanted to speak and stopped, and she always felt a little pitiful.

A little pity rose in his heart, and he took out the political textbook from his schoolbag with a frosty face, which contained the key points that he had just done.

But when he thought of the necklace, he took it back without a trace, and his heart was a little blocked, as if he would live up to the girl in his memory if he was good to Su Xiayu.

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The first monthly exam came as scheduled on Friday.

Yan Jing's examination room was in this class, and Su Xiayu was assigned to the library.

As a scumbag, although I have been cramming for a few days, it is the first monthly exam after all, so I am still a little apprehensive in my heart.

"Yunhui, what should I do, I'm a little nervous."

On the way to the examination room, Su Xiayu hugged Yun Hui's arm and trembled.

Yun Hui wasn't nervous, but seeing Su Xia and Ru Lin's appearance as a great enemy, he was so nervous that his heart beat faster, "If you are afraid, you will write, and if you don't, you will be blind, I will not believe that it is wrong." ”

Su Xiayu cried with a sad face, "Is there a more reliable way?" ”

Yun Hui shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Cheating!" ”

Su Xiayu was stunned for a moment, "Is it okay?" ”

Yun Hui's dark eyes rolled, looked at the students around him, and said in a low voice: "This is a technical job, you will know later." ”

When she arrived at the examination room, Su Xiayu knew what Yun Hui meant.

This monthly exam is arranged according to the results of the previous entrance exam, that is, those who do well in one class, and those who do not do well are almost all in one class.

She took the last place in the entrance exam, so she stayed in the last exam room.

The scores of their classmates in the examination room were all half a catty.

So even if you want to cheat, but the penultimate copy of the penultimate second and third to last results, I'm afraid you won't be able to copy a good score.

Su Xiayu looked at the test questions on the paper in confusion, and her heart was full of teachers who had taught this question? Is it in the textbook? Why haven't I seen any of them?.

She did the best in the history exam, because most of the exam questions Yan Jing was drawn.

When he was about to leave the examination room, Su Xiayu found that a tall boy had been looking at him frequently, and finally came over.

Su Xiayu was stared at by his strange eyes, and her whole body was a little hairy.

"Classmate, what's wrong?"

The boy smiled on his face, leaned in the direction of Su Xiayu, and said happily, "Classmate, I knew that I would definitely meet you, this is fate, I am the second-to-last, you are the first-to-last, fortunately you are here, I will not be the first-to-last in the future." ”

“……”

The corners of Su Xiayu's mouth twitched twice, why did this sound so strange?

……

"Xia Yu, can you do the question?"

Coming out of the examination room, Su Xiayu saw Yun Hui waiting outside.

Yun Hui's academic performance was better than her, in an exam room in front of her.

Su Xiayu shook her head with a wistful expression, and pouted: "Two words, wait for death." ”

Yun Hui comforted her, "Don't be afraid, it's only the first time you take the monthly exam, and no matter how bad you are, you can't go to a worse class." ”

Su Xiayu pursed her lips.

Alas, she also has a heart to be a top student.

Jingle Bell –

The school bell rang suddenly.

Su Xiayu asked, "Isn't the exam over?" ”

"That's right!"

Today is only the monthly exam of the first year of high school, but students of other ages still have to attend classes normally.

"Yunhui, can you help me bring the stationery back to the classroom?"

Su Xiayu threw the exam bag to Yun Hui and ran to the teaching building.

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School Building

After coming to Xiyuan High School, Su Xiayu came here for the first time, which was the field of activity for the second and third years of high school.

In order not to interfere, the three age school buildings have their own characteristics.

Su Xiayu, who was at a loss, was like a lost little lamb in the corridor.

"Senior sister, where is the second and third classes of high school?"

"If you see the bathroom in front of you, go straight and turn left."

"Thank you."

Su Xiayu, who was concentrating on finding it, thanked him and walked towards the bathroom, ignoring a boy who walked out of the classroom.

Song Shuheng turned around and stared at Su Xiayu's back suspiciously.

This is not a freshman in high school, what is it called, is it Yan Jing's tablemate?

What is she doing in her sophomore year of high school?

Jian Ren took out his phone.

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Senior 1 (8) class

The monthly exam only takes one day, and after the exam, students have to return to the class, and students have to put their desks away.

Yan Jing stared at the separate desks, but wondered if it would be better to keep it like this.

He used to be determined to only let that girl be his tablemate, and this insistence has never changed until now.

He forgot how he had given up his position at the same table to Su Xiayu in the first place.

Now the desks of the two are together, and he has divided the attention that should have belonged to the girl to another girl, and there is an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.

Just as he decided not to think about it anymore and just kept his desks apart, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

Yan Jing looked at the name displayed on the screen, twisted his brows, and put it in his ear to answer.

"What's the matter, I'm idle and don't have time......"

Song Shuheng didn't hear what Yan Jing was saying at all, and after interrupting him, he spoke, "Yan Jing, I saw Su Xiayu, she didn't know what she was doing when she came to the teaching building of the second year of high school." ”

Why talk to him?

Yan Jing twisted his eyebrows, and was about to spit out, when he heard Song Shuheng say in a very fast tone: "It turns out that I am looking for a boy, Yan Jing, you don't care." ”

Yan Jing almost got up and walked out of the classroom, but finally stopped abruptly, and his somewhat turbulent expression changed to indifference and indifference again, "So what? ”

"Huh??" Song Shuheng had a feeling that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry, so he raised his voice and said, "I don't understand you yet, what else are you pretending, do you like Su Xiayu, no matter how arrogant and careful she is, she is someone else's girlfriend." ”

"Who told you I liked her?" Yan Jing's hand in his pocket was clenched into a fist, and there was a strong feeling in his chest as if he was about to blurt it out, but he was strongly restrained, and he didn't want to delve into what that sudden rising feeling was, and his voice squeezed out of his throat was cold and heavy, "I hate her, I don't like it at all, it's impossible in this life."

(End of chapter)