She just glanced at it casually, and happened to see Meng Yunhe looking this way.

They looked at each other and said nothing.

I just think it's weird.

Ye Xiaojun hurriedly lowered his head and listened to the class seriously, this is a difficult math class.

When class ended, she was thinking about what kind of excuse to find to call Meng Yunhe out, and Meng Yunhe had already walked in front of her with a blank face.

"You come out for a while, something is looking for you." Meng Yunhe supported Ye Xiaojun's table with one hand.

With her head down, there was an indissoluble sadness and anger in her eyes, as if she was looking at her, but it didn't seem to be.

Ye Xiaojun looked up in astonishment and looked straight into his eyes, so close, she could be sure that it was not an illusion before.

The long, dense eyelashes trembled a few times, and the brush brushed the ground twice in an arc, which was very cute.

This was Meng Yunhe's only thought at that time.

The depressed and angry mood was suddenly swept away.

"Ah, oh, good." Ye Xiaojun's chick pecked the rice and nodded, and quickly stood up.

It didn't matter if this station was stopped, what mattered was that Meng Yunhe was stunned and didn't move.

"Boom!"

Ye Xiaojun's head slammed into Meng Yunhe's chin.

She hurriedly sat down again.

Seeing her rubbing her head, Meng Yunhe subconsciously raised his hand and touched his chin, always feeling that there was still a fluffy touch on his hand.

After being stunned for a moment, he stood beside him in a panic like a hairy boy who made a mistake: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

"Ha, no, it's fine."

After Meng Yunhe stood a little farther away, she stood up and put the notebook that Chu Sixuan had given her before on her body.

Someone whistled out of the classroom.

In fact, she and Meng Yunhe are not very familiar with each other, and it was just the contact that she went to the infirmary, but she would subconsciously regard him as a trustworthy existence like Chu Sixuan.

Meng Yunhe must be wrong.

"You ......" Ye Xiaojun looked at his dark face, and secretly thought, it was a classmate, so she pretended to be polite and asked him what was wrong.

It's just that before she could ask, Meng Yunhe's face changed, and he interrupted her a little impulsively: "Are you going to marry Chu Fan?" ”

Ye Xiaojun was suddenly terrified and terrified: "What nonsense? ”

Married to Chu Fan?

Are you kidding?

She didn't even think about it.

She didn't know Chu Fan, and she didn't have any feelings, how could she marry him?

She wouldn't put herself in the same situation as in her previous life.

Meng Yunhe's anger was full of anger, and when he saw her frightened little expression, he was extinguished.

Before that, he was really angry and really worried.

Because of fear, fear that she was voluntary.

He was afraid that she would say that she liked Chu Fan, and he was afraid that if she said it, she would marry Chu Fan Chongxi, and she would be willing to do so.

Meng Yunhe breathed a sigh of relief, making sure that she didn't know, so he explained rationally: "I heard that Chu Fan is seriously ill, and the Chu family found a Taoist priest and said that he would give him joy. ”

Ye Xiaojun tilted her furry little head and blurted out: "What does it have to do with me?" ”

After a pause of two seconds, she remembered that she was now Shen Mengjun, Chu Fan's fiancée.

If Chong Xi, isn't she the first to bear the brunt?

Chongxi has been doing this kind of thing since ancient times, but it is just superstition, but there are always people who are willing to believe it, and many people have been harmed for this.

Even in the eighties and nineties, old thoughts still exist irrevocably in some people's minds.

Meng Yunhe looked at her shoulder and shook, his little face full of resistance.

was immediately pleasant, but still uneasy to start his brainwashing work.

"Chongxi is not a joke, most of the results of Chongxi are keeping...... And you are still so young, you should focus on your studies......" Meng Yunhe was embarrassed to say that he was a widow, so he expressed it forbearingly.