The two classes in a row were Chen Jialiang's Chinese classes.

Xu is a girl who loves face, and for two whole classes plus a break after class, Sang Ji lay face down on the table motionless.

There are always some indescribable emotions in her heart, as if she has been humiliated, and she feels unbearable.

Is it unbearable?

Sang Ji didn't know if she should use this word to describe her, after all, she was just like what Chen Jialiang said - she didn't know a single big word.

"Sangi, it's time for school."

Sang Ji fell asleep when he was sad and sad, and he didn't even hear the bell for the end of class.

It wasn't until five or six minutes after school that Li Jiaen reached out and put his hand on her shoulder and gently pushed and pushed before waking up.

The girl raised her head, brushed her crushed hair, and looked at Li Jiaen with red eyes.

After a long time, I asked, "Why do you know that poem?" ”

Sang Ji's voice was soft, and his unique and beautiful voice made Li Jiaen stunned.

She scratched her head, smiled far-fetched, and replied with a stumbling expectation: "At that time...... I accidentally flipped to this poem, and I thought I liked it and memorized it. ”

How could a scumbag notice the textbook, but Su Yuan liked it, and she liked it.

Li Enjia lowered his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hmm." Sang Ji answered and didn't ask any more.

At this time, the students in the school building were almost gone, and only a few students on duty were still in the class.

Sang Ji and Li Jiaen walked side by side to the school gate, both with their heads bowed and each with their own concerns.

As soon as he left the school gate, Li Jiaen walked two steps faster, turned around and hooked up a smile that did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "Sang Ji, I'll go home first." ”

"Hmm-" Before Sang Ji could finish speaking, Li Jiaen turned into an alley and disappeared in front of her eyes.

I was in a sullen mood, and I couldn't help but speed up my pace, and I stepped on someone else's foot without paying attention.

"I'm sorry ......"

As soon as she raised her head and saw the person in front of her clearly, Sang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and her words stopped abruptly, as if her voice was cut off by the person who suddenly appeared in front of her.

Xu Jiamu was amused by her stunned expression, his soft and handsome face hooked a gentle smile, and he reached out and rubbed the hair on the top of Sang Ji's head, "What?" I can't speak when I see my brother? ”

After Sang Ji came back to his senses, his expression became puzzled: "Why are you here?" ”

Xu Jiamu smiled even deeper, "Isn't it our little Sang Ji who misses me!" I'll make a special trip back to show you. ”

I was called a parent that day and sent him a message.

When he mentioned the matter of calling his parents a few days ago, he couldn't help but think of Xu Jiamu, and Sang Ji's little face was slowly dyed with a faint flush.

The tone was a little embarrassed: "Actually, you don't have to come back......"

Before Sang Ji finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xu Jiamu, who forcibly raised her head, and his tone was mixed with a few tough questions: "Who bullied you?" ”

"Huh?"

"Why are your eyes red?"

"Oh."

Sang Ji took Xu Jiamu's hand, and before he could explain, he took the lead and said: "I was scolded by the teacher and called my parents again, so I cried my nose?" ”

"No," Sang Ji replied honestly, "It's just that I was named by the teacher to go to the podium today to write the text silently, and I can't write it, so I feel ashamed." ”

Xu Jiamu nodded thoughtfully, "Your grades are a little poor, which subject?" ”

"It's all bad—"

Xu Jiamu: "Do you need me to make it up for you?" ”

Sang Ji squinted at him and obediently refused: "Although Brother Jiamu has good grades, I don't want to trouble you." ”

"Huh?" Xu Jiamu said, "Do you believe that my brother can teach you well?" ”