Mo Yan returned to the classroom with a huge gift box and ushered in the attention of many girls. They chattered around and asked Mo Yan what was in the box, but Mo Yan couldn't answer. She asked Xu Qinglai three times, but Xu Qinglai bluntly diverted the topic and avoided answering.

"Open it and take a look."

"yes, yes, aren't you curious?"

Unable to resist curiosity, a few girls instigated Mo Yan to open the gift box.

Wang Chengyou changed his sitting posture restlessly, with a hidden smile on the corner of his mouth, he was ready, ready to listen to the exaggerated "wow" of the girls.

However, Wang Chengyou waited and waited, but did not hear any sound.

He raised his head and found that the girls were still there, just staring at Mo Yan with complicated expressions. Wang Chengyou felt a pang in his heart: Xu Qinglai dared to drop the bag?

He stood up and walked to the girl's periphery in a few steps, and his height advantage made it easy for him to see the box of mainland gifts: a pale gold gorgeous diamond-encrusted bandeau mopping dress, which was the spring haute couture of the luxury brand Senluo for girls. Matching it is a 5cm high-heeled thin strappy silver shoe.

Inside the gift box is a pouch with two pointed ends and decorated with stars, or a one-of-a-kind pouch specially designed for dresses by my cousin in Paris.

Even the fashionable cousin thinks that this set of configurations is perfect, and the girls on the scene didn't even praise it? When Wang Chengyou got close enough and saw clearly enough, he realized that envy to the extreme was jealousy.

The group of girls with complicated expressions were obviously jealous of Mo Yan.

Aware of this, Wang Chengyou left with a silent smile. Well, that's what he wants.

"It looks so expensive."

"Xu Qinglai is really generous."

"Why did she give you such an expensive gift?"

Everyone realized that their aphasia was a gaffe, so they opened their mouths. However, it is not praise and congratulations, but spying and suspicion.

Mo Yan was speechless. First of all, she didn't know how expensive the dress was, so she didn't have a burden in her heart; Secondly, she couldn't say the reason why Xu Qinglai thanked her, so she couldn't say more. Looking at the girls watching the scene, she was the calmest one besides Joey.

The class bell saved Mo Yan's awkward silence. The onlookers dispersed, and Mo Yan hurriedly closed the lid of the gift box and put the gift box on the side of his feet. The young homeroom teacher, Mr. Wu, took energetic steps to preside over the class meeting activities.

The class meeting of the third year of high school is already a situation of having something to discuss and nothing to do. Teacher Wu asked the members of the Culture and Sports Committee to count the list of students who will participate in the annual meeting of the grade next Friday, and after a few minutes of arrangement, they entered the state of self-study. Several class representatives were entrusted by the class teacher to distribute a few papers.

Wang Chengyou handed over his own copy from behind, and after Mo Yan received it, he saw that the question had been circled, so he tacitly handed back his blank paper.

When she turned around, she saw Joey staring at her with wide eyes.

When she opened the gift box and the dress was shining, Joey wasn't surprised by this.

"You ......" Joey couldn't help but ask, but he hesitated and stopped. Probably she didn't think there was anything to ask. She has always seen everything at a glance, "so she can do it herself." ”

Mo Yan bit her lip, at that moment, she really wanted to confide Wang Chengyou's secret to Joey. It's just that Joey's all-piercing and wantless face makes her unable to move no matter what.

Time flowed smoothly until after school, Mo Yan carried the gift box, and saw Wang Chengyou smiling at her with his arms at the back door of the classroom, and returned a smile for the first time. After experiencing the noon rescue, Mo Yan's smile was heartfelt.

It's just that before I could turn back, I saw the king wind at the staircase who wanted to go downstairs.

Mo Yan's smile instantly showed signs of freezing.

The king's wind, as at all times, is cold and detached. Only this time, for some reason, he turned to look at her. He stood in the middle of the flowing crowd, half of the high school crowd overhead, his eyes were sad and joyless, and even a little unfocused, just looking over so unabashedly.

Mo Yan was so shocked that he almost couldn't breathe on his own.

Flustered! Confusion!

She was carrying a large gift box, and there was a Wang Chengyou standing next to her, so she was afraid that he would see Wang Chengyou beside her, for fear that he would misunderstand her relationship with Wang Chengyou, and on the other hand, she was busy guessing if he wanted to tell her if he looked at her like this. Do you want to ask why she didn't block him and didn't send him paintings during this period of time?

Mo Yan snorted, wanting to explain, but couldn't take a step.

The dreamlike gaze, like a magic nail, pinned her firmly in place.

Just when Mo Yan was on the verge of suffocation, Wang Zhifeng suddenly turned around. There is an extra lively figure beside him, it is Xu Qinglai. Xu Qinglai smiled and said something to him, and he, changed his indifferent image, and even turned slightly sideways and leaned his ears to listen.

Mo Yan, who was still enthusiastic just now, felt cold at this moment. The sensitive and fragile crush heart swayed, swayed, and fell into the bottomless valley.

Wang Chengyou sighed silently, and touched the colorless Mo Yan on his face with his elbow: "Let's go?" ”

Mo Yan lowered his head, fingers picking at his fingers.

She didn't say anything, but Wang Chengyou empathized and comprehended her entire emotional process. Lying on the gun, Wang Zhifeng turned around, clearly looking at him. It's hard to say whether the afterglow fell on Mo Yan or not!

"Let's go."

Mo Yan's straight shoulders sag, and he finally lifted his feet and moved in the crowd.

Wang Zhifeng secretly looked at her from the corner of his eye, seeing that she suddenly hung her head down, suddenly stared and thought, and for a while, there were words in her mouth, as if she was talking to herself.

I really couldn't stand it anymore, and Wang Zhifeng turned his head.

The hand in the pocket was clenched into a fist. There is nowhere to spread this resentment in his heart, if he really wants to trace it, I am afraid it can only be traced back to his mother Mi Zhi, who made her so strong and so undisguised eccentricity, so that he could only cover himself up and let the king shine.

"Xu Qinglai came to you today, what did he tell you?"

Whoever loves more is destined to compromise first. Wang Chengyou turned his head not to look at Mo Yan, but after two minutes, he twisted back again. He didn't notice anything, and asked Mo Yan in a brisk tone.

"Huh?" Mo Yan raised his head suddenly.

Her intuition told her that Wang Chengyou was asking her. But she didn't pay any attention to what he was saying.

Wang Chengyou patiently repeated.

"Oh." Mo Yan perked up, "She invited me to her house next weekend for her 18th birthday party. ”

No! No! That's not true! Wang Chengyou shouted in his heart. Problematic!

Why did Xu Qinglai invite Mo Yan, who was not in a circle, to her birthday party? Wang Chengyou pierced through the scheming at a glance. Naturally, it was because Xu Qinglai wanted to use Mo Yan to force him to ask her.

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