Nianhua raised his eyebrows, moved his hand again, and motioned for her to take it.

"Thanks, no need." Yu Sheng simply refused. Let's not talk about the price of the current mobile phone, just this heart, she doesn't want to accept it, because she doesn't want to owe him too much.

Nianhua's eyes changed from expectation to understanding. He should have expected that Yu Sheng's temper would not ask for his things, and the clothes last time were accepted by Mengxi with the help of intercession, and he would not ask for it this time.

We have to find a way to get her to take it. Nianhua bowed slightly, narrowing the distance between each other, so that others could not hear the content of their conversation clearly, "If you don't accept it, I'll throw it away." ”

Yu Sheng looked at him, a little helpless, "Then you can throw it away, your family has money, you shouldn't care." "Do you still want to use the same method as last time? She didn't figure it out that time, and she won't accept it again this time.

It's like a knife stabbed into cotton, and even if you have the strength, you can't use it. Nianhua took his hand back a little stupidly, thinking about thinking of other ways, but it really didn't work for Mengxi to try.

Just as he was looking down and thinking, a touch of pink suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he looked up, Yu Sheng put a letter on his desk, and then turned back to study on his own.

Well? A glimmer of hope ignited in Nianhua's heart, she was ...... Love letters? Looking at the pink envelope, he felt that the world was full of peach blossoms.

Enthusiastically took the letter and opened it, Nianhua felt that his hands were shaking, and when he opened the letter, he only glanced at it, and his beautiful eyes were immediately full of anger.

There was no signature on the envelope, but he recognized Yu Sheng's handwriting, which was neat and neat, and he wrote every stroke very carefully.

What about this piece of paper in your hand? Although the word is not ugly, it is also more delicate, but the style is completely different, the font is slightly smaller by one number, and there are slightly cumbersome patterns.

Nian Huasheng was afraid that he was wrong, so his eyes swept all the way, and finally landed at the place where he fell, where there was a name: Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei? He knew that it was Yu Sheng's cousin. So this letter was not sent to him by Yu Sheng, she was delivering the news for others?

Syllable!

The sound of a heavy bang on the table caused the few students in the class to turn their heads to look at the source of the sound.

Yu Sheng was the closest, and she was also shocked, and when she looked back with some weakness, she saw Nianhua's eyes squinting slightly, and her eyes looking at her were full of danger, which made her heart sink fiercely: It's over, offended him.

Nianhua slammed the letter on the table, stared down at the girl who looked back at him, and almost shouted through gritted teeth: "Get out!" ”

Hula!

The classmate, who lamented in his heart that he had arrived early, resigned himself to his fate and walked out of the classroom. It's impossible not to go out, they are all fans of Nianhua, they must be obedient!

The last one to walk out was Qianfeng, who also thoughtfully closed the classroom door.

The room was silent, so quiet that Yu Sheng could hear his heartbeat, and it was beating so fast.

He just stood there, but he gave people a powerful oppressive force that could not be ignored, and she was almost out of breath before she had done anything.

In such a year, Yu Sheng has only seen it once, that is, on the day before he died, he also had this expression, this look, and he didn't look particularly angry, but it made her afraid from the bottom of her heart.

Under the shroud of this pressure, Yu Sheng slowly stood up, "I...... I'm out ...... too."

Before she could take a step, her shoulder was held down.

"Yu Sheng, it's fun, isn't it?" His cold, implicit anger voice rang out, and it was very clear in the empty classroom.

Yu Sheng suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body was flowing back to his heart, and his brain was blank. How long has it been since he called himself by name? Or in this tone?