He Qingqing skipped class, in this more than 13 years of following the rules, what she thought would never happen to her in her life happened today, and she still followed the person she always thought she hated the most.

Zhang Xiaoxiao took He Qingqing until he ran to the back door of the school before stopping.

Looking at the two-meter-high iron gate, Zhang Xiaoxiao was panting with his waist in his waist, He Qingqing was also tired enough, and his palms dragging the composition paper were full of sweat.

"Why are you still dragging that thing, give it to me, I'll throw it away for you." Zhang Xiaoxiao's eyes were sharp, and when he saw He Qingqing still holding the composition paper in his hand, he stretched out his hand.

"What?"

"Composition paper."

"No, don't throw it." He Qingqing reacted, and the hand holding the composition paper hid behind him.

"What are you hiding, don't throw it, you plan to keep it to refine yourself into the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?"

That thing, he looked really upsetting, what Shen Qianwei's little child daughter-in-law, ahhh!!

"I didn't write it, someone must have made a mistake, or someone else targeted me......"

"Yo, it's rare for IQ to go online once, He Qingqing, show me." Zhang Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to He Qingqing again as he teased.

"You want to throw me in the trash again?"

"Just praise you, you can't insist, you can read it yourself, see whose handwriting it is."

"Handwriting?" He Qingqing hurriedly spread out the composition paper, carefully observed the handwriting on it, Zhang Xiaoxiao also walked behind He Qingqing, and the two watched together.

"Not mine."

"Exactly like yours."

Almost in unison, He Qingqing held the composition paper in his hand, and the two looked at each other.

"Wait, I've been repeatedly, the test paper is not yours, but it's basically the same as your handwriting?"

"Uh-huh." He Qingqing nodded desperately.

"That's obvious, someone imitates your handwriting, and it makes it clear that you will be embarrassed~"

"But...... Zhang Xiaoxiao, am I annoying? ”

He Qingqing really couldn't figure it out, if it wasn't for hating her, there would be no reason for others to do this.

"He Qingqing." Zhang Xiaoxiao's face was a little serious, he took the composition paper in He Qingqing's hand, and carefully folded it and put it in his pocket.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't look at what you don't want to see, I'll help you."

"Zhang Xiaoxiao."

"Huh?"

"Why did you believe that I didn't write this essay so much?" This is the first time He Qingqing feels from the bottom of her heart that Zhang Xiaoxiao is very good to herself, she is very grateful to him, she can't forget Zhang Xiaoxiao standing below and saying that he believes in himself, not like lying to her.

"I know that you are just fostered in Shen Qianwei's house, besides, with your IQ, how can you know that the child daughter-in-law is so profound." Zhang Xiaoxiao pursed his lips, obviously not telling the truth.

Whether it's true or not, he doesn't want to believe it.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, let me tell you a secret."

For He Qingqing, Shen Qianwei is her brother, the kind of brother she wants to marry him in the future.

She likes him and can't live without him.

This is the most direct and clearest relationship between her and Shen Qianwei.

But later, Ran Anjie came, and he said that she was Shen Qianwei's child daughter-in-law.

He Qingqing didn't expect that the concept of a child daughter-in-law would one day use her and Shen Qianwei's bodies, at least she had never thought about it before.

But she found that she didn't know how to refute it.

Because she has indeed been in the Shen family since she was a child, her future is indeed the ultimate goal of marrying Shen Qianwei.

Such a description of feudal decay should attract ridicule.

But Zhang Xiaoxiao can stand up for himself in ridicule and teasing, so why not share a secret with him.

At the age of 13, she wishes she had a good friend to share the secrets of her boudoir.

But she didn't.

When she was 13 years old, she only met Zhang Xiaoxiao.

So it doesn't matter.

"What's the secret?" Zhang Xiaoxiao saw He Qingqing looking so serious, and then became serious.

"I'm actually really Shen Qianwei's child daughter-in-law, and it's true that I want to marry him in the future." He Qingqing stared at Zhang Xiaoxiao and finished speaking, the roots of his ears were red, and he quickly turned his back, his palms were full of sweat.

She thought that Zhang Xiaoxiao would definitely laugh at her, but after a long time, she only heard an "oh" from Zhang Xiaoxiao's mouth.

"Oh?"

"Uh-huh." Zhang Xiaoxiao nodded, and without waiting for He Qingqing to answer, he continued.

"He Qingqing, do you want to go out of school?"

"School? But it's still in class, and the guards won't let me out, and we're already skipping class. ”

"You've said it, it's already skipping class, what if you run away, the front door won't work, aren't we at the back door!"

"What do you mean?"

"Look at me."

With that, Zhang Xiaoxiao walked to the iron gate and squatted down.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, what are you doing?"

When He Qingqing saw Zhang Xiaoxiao's formation, she felt uneasy.

"Don't be afraid, listen up, you sit on my shoulder first, then turn over to the other side of the iron door, step on the doorway, and when I turn over, I'll go over there to pick you up, hurry up, come up."

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, let's go back, it's too late to go back and admit your mistake now."

"He Qingqing, you little coward, the Chinese teacher is angry! If you go back now, don't you hit the muzzle of the gun! Hurry up, come up!! ”

"I'm scared~"

"Don't be afraid, you are light, I can hold it."

"Oh~"

In response, He Qingqing reluctantly rode onto Zhang Xiaoxiao's shoulder.

"Hold on."

"You, you, you, you're steady."

"Huh~ little cowardly cat."

"Slap ————" Zhang Xiaoxiao took He Qingqing's legs, slowly stood up, and when he stood firm, he slapped He Qingqing's buttocks.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, you eat my tofu !!"

"What are you yelling about, your tofu is not cooked!!"

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, I, I'm afraid." He Qingqing held the iron door with both hands, and her palms suddenly felt cold, so close, she could smell the rusty smell from the old iron door, which was very fishy and pungent.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take care of you, you step on the doorway, grasp the iron door with your hands, and then turn over little by little, be careful."

He Qingqing nodded, tremblingly stepped out of one leg, guessed the doorway, and grabbed the iron door with one hand, and then slowly, the other leg also guessed the other side of the doorway, basically half of the body went to the door, the calf trembled, He Qingqing held the iron door with both hands, until the whole person was stable, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, I, I'm fine."

"Okay, wait for me." Zhang Xiaoxiao let go of He Qingqing's foot ring, climbed over the iron door in three or two clicks, and then jumped lightly and fell directly to the ground. I saw He Qingqing dumbfounded.

"Well, little man, long legs are all right, now, jump off."

Shaking his hair triumphantly, Zhang Xiaoxiao walked to the iron gate and opened his hand at He Qingqing.

"How do you jump?"

"You step that leg over too, and then sit down on the doorway, give me your hand, and jump down, it's okay, it's not high, make sure you don't lack arms and legs."

"That's... Okay, okay. ”

Maybe it was to see Zhang Xiaoxiao so agile, He Qingqing was also a little bolder, stepped over her legs, took Zhang Xiaoxiao's hand, and jumped off as soon as her eyes were closed.

Sure enough, there is no missing arm or leg!!

"Zhang Xiaoxiao, Zhang Xiaoxiao, Zhang Xiaoxiao!!"

"What?"

"I jumped, I really jumped, I jumped over the wall!!"

"Be quiet, auntie, I can see that it's not a glorious thing to climb over the wall, don't shout."

Zhang Xiaoxiao plucked his ears, one eye was slightly closed, and he looked at He Qingqing's hand holding him, which was white, tender and soft.

"So where are we going now?"

He Qingqing, who came back to his senses from the joy, let go of his hand and ran to the side of the road.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat rice cakes."

The two left happily, and the matter of composition paper was left behind for a while.

"By the way, Zhang Xiaoxiao, why didn't anyone find out about us coming out with such a big movement?" He Qingqing took a bite of the rice cake and asked Zhang Xiaoxiao next to him suspiciously.

"The uncle at the back door, usually secretly smokes a big cigarette at this point."

"You know all this?"

"Hey~ I'm not a novice who skips class."

"I'm not skipping class now, hehe." Smirking, He Qingqing held a cardboard box bowl in her hand, and looked at Zhang Xiaoxiao with big eyes and became fascinated by two crescents.

"It's beautiful." Zhang Xiaoxiao was a little fascinated by it, and almost unconsciously said his true thoughts.

"What did you say?"

"Say what? What can I say, say you're stumbling, okay, okay, let's go, take you to another place. ”

"Go, where are you going? Let's not go too far..."

"Everyone has slipped out, what can you do if you buy a cup of milk tea, let's go quickly."

Zhang Xiaoxiao looked disdainful, and walked forward with long legs.

"You, you wait a while, my phone seems to be ringing, I'll answer the call first." There was a clear tremor in his pocket, and He Qingqing immediately knew what it was.

Usually in class, she is afraid that the mobile phone will ring suddenly, she is adjusted to the vibration mode, and she is very familiar with the feeling of the mobile phone vibrating.

took out his mobile phone, just glanced at the name of the caller on the screen, He Qingqing's originally rosy face turned white in an instant. Holding the phone, he bit his lower lip tightly, and then slowly slid to answer.

"Who? Look at you're scared. ”

"Shh————h

"OK" Zhang Xiaoxiao spit out an "OK" with his lips and obediently closed his mouth.

"He Qingqing, where are you?" Shen Qianwei, who was standing at the school gate, frowned and asked in a cold voice.

In his mind, he could almost imagine He Qingqing's nervousness and shock when she received her call.

"I, I'm out there."

"During class time, you are not in school classes, what are you doing outside?!!"

"I ......" was broken, and He Qingqing's whole body was dying.

She wanted to sit in the classroom honestly, but she really couldn't attend that class.

"He Qingqing, do you really think that you have grown up by yourself and no one can take care of it?"

"I didn't!!"

"I'll be waiting for you at the school gate."

"But I'm far from the school gate......"

"It's up to you whether you come or not."

After speaking, Shen Qianwei hung up the phone, put her hands around her chest, and slowly leaned against the wall at the school gate, almost freezing the air around the cold air emitted by her body.

He knew that Zhang Xiaoxiao was with He Qingqing, and he knew it when he received a call from He Qingqing's head teacher.

However, when he heard another man's voice on He Qingqing's phone, he was still very unhappy.