The middle-aged man left helplessly, but the talented woman was still very angry, and stepped on the small bag a few times before striding towards the campus.

I walked over with a complicated mood, and saw the soybean milk spilled in the bag, and a few steamed buns that had been trampled, it turned out that the man was here to bring breakfast to the talented girl.

When I picked up the small bag, I couldn't eat it anymore, so I had to throw it in the trash, which was a waste!

When I came to the class, I saw the talented girl who was still sulking in the seat, and walked over and asked in a low voice, "Talented girl, didn't you have breakfast?" ”

She looked up at me and said, "Did you see something you shouldn't see?" Don't guess, don't ask, don't think, do your own thing! ”

I opened my mouth, but in the end I didn't say anything, I understand the personality of a talented woman, she will be so indifferent, it must be because she is extremely angry, if I talk more, she will hit someone.

But don't you care about her? I feel very uncomfortable, and the man looks pitiful!

When he returned to his position, he found that Wen Ling had come to class today, he leisurely turned a pen in his hand, and said without looking at me: "Do you want to be nosy again?" ”

I tilted my head to look at the pen in his hand and said, "There must be some misunderstanding between the talented girl and her father, only by untying this knot can the talented girl be happy!" ”

"You're already too busy to take care of yourself, and you still have the leisure to other people's hearts!" Wen Ling reluctantly turned the pen in his hand in a perfect arc and sandwiched it between his fingers.

I looked at him stunned, what do you mean? Was he talking about the nightmare that had been haunting me? It seems that this time has disappeared again!

I pondered the meaning of Wen Ling's words, turned my head and saw An Bei walking in through the back door, he was wearing a hat, his head was lowered so that I couldn't see his face clearly, and slowly walked to his place.

Hey, such a quiet child with no sense of existence turned out to be the hero of my dreams, how insecure am I?

The life of a student is almost the same every day, the same boring, the same boring, except for the exercises that cannot be written in class, and I, a scumbag, gradually have no time to sleep.

The king's milk still arrives every day, and he still wears the bracelet of the ten-dollar red cord on his wrist, and the silver bracelet on my wrist.

No one knew that he had given me this silver bracelet, and he hadn't told anyone about it, so I guess he didn't want to stress me down.

In fact, I thought about giving him some gift from Wenling as a return gift, but unfortunately it has not been implemented until now, because I am poor!

The day passed like this, and when school was out in the evening, we walked to the gate of the school together, only to say goodbye and separate, the talented girl was sullen all day, no matter what we said, she couldn't arouse her interest, and she was so noisy before, in stark contrast.

Seeing that everyone is far away, I was about to go home, and suddenly I saw a person hiding behind a big tree, if I'm not mistaken, it should be the father of the talented girl, right?

I wasn't sure, so I walked over and found that I had noticed him, and the man was embarrassed and quickly turned to leave.

"Uncle, wait a minute! Excuse me, are you... Siya's dad? "I almost habitually say that the talented girl, he must not know who the talented girl is.

"Hmm!" The talented girl's father was a little surprised, I would know him.

"I saw you at the school gate in the morning." I walked over and felt that the face of the talented girl's father was full of vicissitudes, and his actual age should not be proportional to his appearance, right?

His appearance was very old-fashioned, his hair was half white, his face was wrinkled, his skin was rough, his clothes were very old, and he looked very restrained, and his hands were rubbed back and forth together.

How can such a person give people an honest feeling, like my dad, I really can't believe that the person in front of me will be in prison for more than ten years for deliberately hurting people?

"Well, our Siya is studying well, right? Didn't cause any trouble for teachers and classmates, did you? She doesn't have a good temper, what's wrong, you guys take care of it! "The father of the talented girl is not very fluent.

"Uncle, you're polite, the talented girl is very powerful in school, and the teachers and classmates respect her very much!" My original intention was to praise talented women.

As a result, the talented girl's father misunderstood, and he said very nervously: "Is she like her brother?" I heard she learned taekwondo! ”

"No, no, no!" I hurriedly explained: "The talented girl never bullies her classmates, she is the president of the student union, full of positive energy!" ”

"That's good, that's good!" The talented girl's father breathed a sigh of relief.

"Uncle, my name is Yan Ruoxian, if you need my help with anything, just ask, I am very good friends with the talented girl." I thought I might be able to help them get some affection out of each other.

After all, their father and daughter haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and the talented girl has always thought that her father has passed away, and it is indeed very unacceptable for a person who has been dead for many years to stand in front of you alive.

Effective communication is what is needed between them now! Since they can't communicate in person, I'm willing to act as an intermediary.

"Yan Ruoxian?" The talented girl's father looked at me, and it took a long time to lick his chapped lips and say, "I'm a waste now, I don't expect Siya to be good, I just can see that they are doing well!" ”

I listened to him quietly, and I felt more and more that he didn't seem like a heinous person, maybe what happened back then was also an accident!

"Kid, go home early, be careful on the road." When the talented girl's father turned around, I could clearly see tears streaming down his old face.

He is just an ordinary father, who had to be separated from his family because of a mistake, and he has indeed been absent from the growth of a talented girl for so many years, but this is not a reason to deprive him of family affection.

But how can I help him? How to help talented women? Headaches, huh?

I don't know what happened, but when I woke up the next morning, I had no strength, a terrible headache, and my chest was also very dull, so I had no choice but to ask for leave.

After sleeping in the bed for a day, it was always muddy, in a state of half-dreaming and half-waking.

In the evening, the football king called me and said that I had a courier sent to the school for some reason, and he helped me deliver it at night, and came to see me by the way.

Someone sent me a courier? Or was it sent to school? Who will it be? I thought about it in my heart, but I was still at a loss.

I didn't know what it was, but I insisted on sitting up from the bed, feeling still uncomfortable, and after drinking half a glass of water in the kitchen, I felt a little better.

My aunt is not at home, and I have been hungry for a day, and there is nothing to eat in the refrigerator, so I can only continue to be hungry!

"Knock knock~"

There was a knock on the door, and I felt the pendant of the necklace around my neck flicker, wondering, could it be that I was hallucinating again.

"Beauty!" The voice of the king of the ball called me outside the door.

"It's coming!" I slowly walked over to open the door, and my head started to hurt again.

I opened the door, and the ball king appeared at the door, holding a small box in his hand, looking at me worriedly and saying, "Why do you look so bad?" ”

"I don't know, it's inexplicably uncomfortable to wake up this morning." I took the small box, and there was no sender written on it, and it was the same city post.

"I signed for you, what's it?" The ball king asked.

"I don't know, let's open it and take a look." I sat on the couch and started unboxing.

"You haven't eaten yet, I'll take you out to eat in a while, your face is so bad, you should eat something good to make up for it." The king of the ball said on the side.

I opened the small box, and inside was another box with a pattern, I couldn't help but have a bad premonition, it wouldn't be Xiao Jiu's bastard again, sending me something spoofing, right?

"Why don't you open it?" The king looked at me strangely.

"Oh." I'm relieved, there's a ball king anyway, don't be afraid!

Biting my lip and getting ready to escape, I opened the box, and inside it turned out to be a black crystal stone, which seemed familiar.

Oh! That's right! My eyes lit up, I once saw Wen Ling holding such a crystal stone in his hand, could it be that he sent it to me?

Why did he give me this strange stone in this way? I narrowed my eyes blankly.

"What is this?" The ball king also felt strange and took out the black crystal stone.

My head started to ache again, and I pressed my right hand against my temple, closing my eyes in hopes of relieving the pain.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the black-lipped demon standing across from me, behind the ball king!

I couldn't help but widen my eyes and slowly stood up from the sofa, and the ball king looked at me stunned, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Ball King, you go!" I don't want him innocently hurt.

"Why?" The ball king also stood up, put down the black crystal stone, and walked to my side.

"Let's go!" I yelled anxiously to push him out the door, but he was so stubborn that he wouldn't leave!

"Xiaoxian, what's wrong with you? Are you hallucinating again? The king asked me nervously.

That's right! It's an illusion, it's all just an illusion, I don't need to be afraid! I'm sure I'll be able to defeat this demon!

I opened my eyes wide and stared at the black-lipped demon who was approaching me step by step, he didn't have any weapons in his hands, but today he was unusually burly, muscular enough to tear through his clothes, and his eyes were a little hollow, but they were just as terrifying.

"You leave my world, I really don't welcome you, and I'm not afraid of you!" I said it out loud to the demon, and I said it to myself.

"Beauty, who are you talking to?" The king was even more nervous, and he held my hand tightly.

"Hahaha~" The demon laughed, the voice was so demonic that it made my eardrums perforated.