"It's okay." Ling Xiquan smiled absently, "I'm confused myself." ”

Let alone......

Her eyes involuntarily looked towards Ye Qingting, the boy's chair was pulled very forward, and he lowered his head and seriously flipped through the textbook.

It's really hard to imagine that this boy, who seems to be indifferent to everything, would do such a delicate thing.

Can she indulge that little expectation in her heart, thinking that he will be a little different from herself?

"What are you thinking?"

Lu Xining saw that the eyes of the same table were sloppy, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he couldn't help but push her helplessly and asked in a low voice.

"What?"

The girl's eyes are as bright as a stream, and because of the smile on the corner of her mouth, she gives people a quiet and beautiful feeling.

Lu Xining was stunned for a moment, and glanced at her again, "I said, you can get distracted when you talk to me." ”

"I'm not thinking about it......" Ling Xiquan's smiling eyes turned around her face with deep meaning, and then swept his eyes and whispered, but it was still a quiet class, and he leaned into her ear and said, "Xie You really cares about you." ”

Lu Xining's face turned red, and he glared at her in shame: "How can he care about me, if he hadn't fought with that Guan Cheng in Class 6, we would have to suffer this crime?" This is not the first time he has been in trouble, and I think he is clearly afraid that this matter will reach the ears of his head teacher. ”

"Some people, I don't know if they like to deceive themselves, or if they are really heartless!" Hearing this, Ling Xiquan pretended to sigh, "I just saw it clearly from the side, but he only had you in his eyes, and he didn't even look at me, the second victim." ”

"That'...... Then Xie You must be blind. Lu Xining's face did not decrease, and a disdainful expression appeared on his face.

Seeing her like this, Ling Xiquan laughed softly.

Since Lu Xining has no intention of Xie You, there is no need to talk about this matter anymore.

Thinking so, there was a sudden movement in front of her, which made her subconsciously look ahead.

The boy brought his chair against her desk and sat back comfortably, his textbook resting on his lap.

She liked Ye Qingting's sitting posture very much, as if just looking at such a distance, their hearts could get closer.

She hid the little joy in her heart, sat forward a little, and didn't care that the ponytail on that side was not yet dry, deliberately stretched out half of her face and pasted it on the cold desk, only revealing the other half of her cheek to Lu Xining, and meeting her puzzled gaze, Ling Xiquan changed her mind, bent the corners of her mouth at her, and sighed meaningfully: "I really sympathize with him." ”

"Sympathize with whom?"

Maybe it was because Ling Xiquan's posture was too forward, Yin Junyu heard her words, sat back a little, and asked curiously.

"Does it have anything to do with you? Go and go, do your homework seriously. Seeing that the whisper between the two girls broke into an uninvited guest, Lu Xining didn't think about it, and directly pushed the front table back against the edge of her table, and suddenly found that Ye Qingting was also sitting in the same position, and just wanted to reach out and push him back, but saw the boy turn around with some feeling, and glanced at her lightly.

His eyes were cold and waveless, and his face was also indistinctly indistinguishable, but her whole person couldn't move as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and her hands were stiff when she tried to move.

Fortunately, the boy only glanced at her and turned his head, still leaning back, but she didn't dare to make any more movements, and took her hand back stupidly, and touched her nose unnaturally.

I can't say why, she has always felt that Ye Qingting and Yin Junyu are different, and she can't be provoked.

It stands to reason that after these two boys sit at their front table, they communicate more, and they should be able to get acquainted, such as Yin Junyu, this cool-looking boy, she dares to do something harmless and informalous to him like she did just now.

But what about Ye Qingting?

She couldn't guess the boy at all.

Usually, they sometimes say a few words, and the boy's attitude will always be a breeze of politeness and calmness, which makes people easily feel his respect for themselves, so as to have a good impression, want to talk to him more, understand him more, and be friends with him.

However, in the same way, such politeness and calmness are like a mask that can't be torn off, before and after, always indifferent as if everything around her can't get into his eyes, and gradually she has a vague feeling-

Some people will never be able to rely on conversation and time, and slowly become familiar with each other.

Inaccessible, elusive, eternally alienated.

Because from the very beginning, he had already drawn the line, and in between there was a bottomless and insurmountable chasm.

Lu Xining walked away, here, Ling Xiquan looked at her strangely, and seeing that she hadn't come back to her senses for a long time, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, and called her: "Lu Xining, what do you want?" ”

"It's fine." Lu Xining raised her eyelids and glanced at her, and said casually: "I'm thinking about the school sports meeting." ”

As soon as her words fell, Ling Xiquan caught a sharp glimpse of the boy sitting at the table in front of her, his body stiffened, his smile deepened a little, and he just wanted to make a few jokes, but Lu Xining took out his homework book and did it as if he had suddenly lost interest in speaking.

All of a sudden, what's going on?

Ling Xiquan sat up and stared at the same table for a long time with her cheeks, but saw that she didn't seem to notice her gaze, just concentrating on writing her homework, she suddenly felt bored, and also took out the homework book from the table, and pursed her lips indistinctly while turning the page.

How could she not notice that after Lu Xining pushed Yin Junyu, she clearly wanted to do the same to Ye Qingting, but she didn't know why she gave up.

Her gaze before flashing her eyes fell on Ye Qingting, right?

This thought flashed, Ling Xiquan looked up in the direction of the table in front of her, and saw that he was still leaning against the edge of her desk, casually turning the pages, she unknowingly lowered her eyes, the hand holding the pen loosened and tightened, and finally abandoned the sudden, some vague but chaotic distractions in her mind, and concentrated on writing her homework.