Ling An didn't squint and went straight to the classroom.

When I arrived at the classroom, I found that there were a bunch of letters stuffed into the drawer where I usually sit.

Ling An slowly typed a question mark.

When I took out the letters one by one, they were all apology letters, and a few confession letters were thrown in.

Secretly, many people observed her expression and looked nervous.

Will Ye Lingan forgive them? Should...... Yes, right?

However, in Ling An's eyes, this is a pile of useless waste paper.

Ye Ling'an, who really needs to apologize, is dead, dying in the best years, wrapped in filth and desolation.

No amount of apology could bring her back her life.

What's the use?

Ling An stuffed the letter back again, changed to the seat next to him, and read quietly.

Such an overly bland reaction made many people who watched quietly dissatisfied.

They are doing something wrong, but they are just being misled.

They are not the ones who are really at fault.

They all apologized, what else should they do?

Ling An felt the change in the aura around him, his eyes were cold, and he didn't raise his head.

But soon no one paid any attention to her.

Because the financial ghost is here again! The time is between 10:10 and 12:10.

They can't wait for the end of class.

After the first class, the students wanted to run out of the classroom and take their seats in the auditorium.

The professor raised his hand and signaled quietly: "Students, after today's class, there will be a holiday, and the final exam on the weekend, I hope you can get a good score, and the students who haven't had time to review should review as soon as possible...... That's it, class. ”

The professor walked out of the classroom slowly with his book in his hand.

The students immediately dispersed.

When everyone was done, Ling An slowly packed up his things and walked out with his schoolbag on his back.

Naturally, she doesn't need to be in a hurry, the wind is here, and she will definitely leave a place for her, and it is the front row.

When the lecture ended, the students who had not left looked at Ling An and Leng Ye walking side by side, talking and laughing, I have to say that they were shocked.

They desperately wanted to hug the cold night, and their thighs were not next to each other.

The person they despise the most is already so close to Cold Night?

It's unreasonable!

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Provincial Hospital, outside the VIP ward, there was a kneeling figure.

Ye Hua took a sip of water under his mother's service, and his eyes swept over the figure indifferently. The cold light under the eyes flickered.

"Tilt, this boy has been kneeling outside for a day, and he hasn't come in, otherwise let him in? It's not a problem to kneel like this all the time. Su Jingwen put the water glass aside and couldn't help but say.

Ye Huatian sneered: "Just let him kneel, until he kneels to death, this is all he owes me!" ”

Su Jingwen moved her lips, looked at her gloomy eyes, and gave up: "Then what do you want to eat, Mom will buy it for you." ”

Lunch was eaten, dinner was also eaten.

It was already dark, and the city was brightly lit.

The figure in the hallway shook.

Ye Hua's eyes deepened slightly: "Mom, let him in." ”

"Okay." Su Jingwen hurriedly shouted the person up, and when she stood up, she almost fell back, but she heard Ye Hua's cold voice: "Don't help him!" ”

Su Jingwen retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

Luo Feng's chapped lips tugged: "Auntie, you don't have to worry about me, I'll go in by myself." ”

He rubbed his knees and limped into the room.

With joy in his eyes: "Hua Tian, you are finally willing to see me, I really didn't mean to, I didn't know anything that day like I was in the middle of an evil spirit, or did others tell me later that I didn't know what I did......"