Xu Yanhao, the person Song Yixuan said at that time.

Who is he?

"Leave him alone."

An Le's faint voice sounded in his ears.

Is it?

Do you really leave it alone?

Looking at the news that kept popping up on the screen of his phone, he frowned and put the phone back on the table.

Lele ......

He also called her Lele......

Looking at the soft little furball in his hand, for some reason, he suddenly had a bad thought in his heart.

This time, he didn't ignore the bad intentions.

He held the little furball in the palm of his hand and quietly put it in his pocket.

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"Lele! Lele, please save me! ”

It was another recess, Song Yixuan hugged her mobile phone and ran into the second class of high school with a sad face.

The boy in front of An Le saw Song Yixuan coming, and got up very discerningly and gave up his seat.

Song Yixuan patted him on the shoulder with gratitude, sat down on the stool, and threw his mobile phone on Anle's table.

"Le ...... What are you looking for? ”

Only then did she realize that An Le was bent over and was about to lie on the ground, as if she was looking for something.

An Le straightened up, but his eyes were still lingering on the ground, and there was a little unhappiness between his eyebrows.

"The little furball on my pen is missing......"

"Little furballs? The one you kept in your hand during the last class? ”

"Hmm......" An Le responded absentmindedly.

Song Yixuan bent down to help her take a few glances at the ground around her.

But the ground is clean, and there are no small hairballs.

She straightened up and said helplessly:

"It's gone, it's gone, you're not a cat, what kind of furball do you play."

That's what she said, but she just wants to play!

She sighed resignedly, "Forget it, let's buy another one when you have time." ”

Although she said forget it, her eyes couldn't help but look at the ground.

Bai Muting, who was on the side, stood up with his eyes down and finished sorting out the completed test papers, and when he heard her sigh, he was stunned, and subconsciously put his hand into his pocket.

The soft touch reaches your fingertips immediately.

Inadvertently catching a glimpse of the mobile phone on An Le's desk, he frowned, took his hand out again, and walked out of the classroom with his feet raised.

"Lele! Don't look for it! I'll buy you another 10 or 20 another day! Save me first! ”

An Le then withdrew his gaze and looked at her.

"What's wrong?"

Song Yixuan took the mobile phone she threw on the Anle table, clicked the screen a few times, and held it up in front of her eyes.

"Hurry up and ignore Xu Yanhao! He's annoying me to death! ”

An Le raised her eyebrows slightly and took her phone.

One text message after another, no matter how you turn it, you can't see the bottom.

It's all Xu Yanhao's.

She glanced at it, basically saying that she ignored him.

She didn't bother to flip it over and handed the phone back.

"Lele, do you think this person is sick! Don't send it on WeChat, don't send it by text message, don't pay for his phone bill, right! I can't even ignore the fuck! ”

An Le smiled and said:

"Go back and ask him what he's looking for me."

Song Yixuan reluctantly sighed, clicked a few times on the mobile phone screen, and sent it to Xu Yanhao.

What are you looking for her?

Just a few seconds later, Xu Yanhao replied to the message.

Anle knows.

Seeing the news, Song Yixuan rolled her eyes.

"He said you know."

"I don't know."

"Did he text you that way?"

“…… Probably. ”

"Then you can take out your phone and take a look!"

An Le looked at her innocently and winked, "He posted too many messages, I was annoyed to look at it, and I subconsciously deleted it......"

“……”