Meng Yufan raised his head suddenly, suddenly looked him in the eye, and said, "I thought you had given up on this idea. ”

Looking at the faint emotion in her eyes, Zhu Wenjie suddenly didn't know how to react.

Was she angry because of her previous coldness?

"I never gave up on the idea."

After saying something dryly, seeing that the other party did not raise his head, his heart was full of chagrin for a while.

Just when there was a thick estrangement between the two, the bell rang for the end of class, and the people in the classroom were about to come out.

Zhu Wenjie couldn't care so much, and asked nervously, "Will you go with me to take the skipping exam?" ”

This matter was discussed as early as when Wang Qing embarrassed the two before.

And the level of preparation for the two of them has already surpassed that of the third grade.

According to the learning situation of the two of them, skipping the exam is just a very simple matter.

Hearing him ask, Meng Yufan still lowered his head.

She didn't want to be a person who was called by others to come and go.

This is true even if this person is him.

The voice in his throat was very muffled, "Let's talk about it." ”

There was no promise, and there was no refusal.

It's more that I haven't figured out how to face him yet.

For this person, I have been obsessed with it for two lives, and perhaps it is this obsession that has supported me until now.

Some people may say that she is hypocritical, or that she doesn't know each other.

But not everyone can stand still unconditionally and wait for someone.

Not everyone can tolerate another person regardless of their own gains and losses.

It doesn't matter if the other party is enthusiastic or cold, it can be the same.

The other party's inexplicable reaction before made her directly see her powerless self in her previous life.

Maybe it was at that moment that my self-esteem was touched.

Meng Yufan was thinking about it in a mess, but he never looked up at his gaze.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Meng Yufan moved his ankles, which were a little numb, and walked directly into the classroom.

Seeing her leave like this, Zhu Wenjie was stunned in place, looking at the direction she left, and didn't move for a long time.

"Yu Fan, you're okay, but the head teacher is too much, just borrowing a stationery, as for making such a fuss?"

Listening to Fang Meng's help to fight his grievances, Meng Yufan chuckled.

Sitting on his stool, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Even the idiom of 'making a big fuss' can be used, and I will definitely get a good score when I go back to the Chinese composition exam."

Listening to her still have the kung fu to tease herself, Fang Meng was anxious like something.

"Hey, you really don't care, this time you were punished by the head teacher, Yuan Jiajia and the others are even more proud."

Speaking of this name, Fang Meng gritted his teeth angrily.

Meng Yufan took out his Chinese textbook from the hole in the table, looked through the words assigned by the teacher yesterday, and then asked, "Who is Yuan Jiajia?" ”

Listening to her tone, it didn't seem like a joke, Fang Meng buttoned up the book she was reading.

Forcibly provoked her chin, looked her in the eyes, and spoke seriously.

"Do you really not know, or pretend not to know, you don't know Yuan Jiajia?"

I was confused by her posture.

Meng Yufan subconsciously asked, "Do I have to know her?" ”

Seeing a thick confusion flashing in her beautiful big eyes, Fang Meng suddenly burst out laughing.

The way he leaned forward and leaned back with a smile even attracted the attention of the other students in the class.

"I don't know if it's good, I don't know if it's good."

Fang Meng muttered after saying this.

Suddenly leaned into her ear and whispered, "If Yuan Jiajia knew that you didn't know her, I was afraid that my nose would be crooked." ”

Seeing that the more she spoke, the more mysterious it became, Meng Yufan reopened his Chinese textbook.

With two points of seriousness, he asked, "Who is it?" ”

Seeing that she finally became interested, Yuan Meng vaguely pointed to a little girl in the corridor and said, "She is Yuan Jiajia." ”

Seeing the direction of her finger, Meng Yufan looked straight at the girl standing in the corridor, in the middle of the crowd.

He cut his well-behaved bangs, his long black hair was tied back at the back of his head, he wore a cute lace top under his school uniform, and a pair of white leather shoes on his feet.

After looking at it twice, Meng Yufan turned his gaze back.

It's just a little girl who loves pretty, so there's nothing to be surprised about.

Looking at her leisurely appearance of reading new words, Fang Meng on the side was full of gossip and asked, "How is it, do you think she is good-looking?" ”

Seeing her big eyes sparkling, Meng Yufan lifted her body up a little helplessly.

After pulling out his textbook, Fang replied, "It's cute." ”

She was telling the truth.

At her psychological age, she thinks these little radish heads are quite cute.

Listening to her salty and non-trivial words, Fang Meng was a little unconvinced.

"Hey, why are you so calm, she always wants to prove that she is prettier than you."

"But I think you're much better looking than her."

This is true, although Yu Fan does not expose the clothes in the school uniform all day long like Yuan Jiajia, and does not wear those cute and cute little cards on his head.

But she has an inexplicable temperament, which makes people feel very comfortable between a smile and a smile.

is not like that Yuan Jiajia, who is hypocritical and contrived.

Listening to her words, Meng Yufan smiled, comparing beauty with a six or seven-year-old girl, she couldn't do such a 'childlike' thing.

"The Chinese teacher in this class wants to write words silently, and there is a high probability that you will be asked, don't you really want to take advantage of these two minutes to take a look? lest you scratch your ears and cheeks when you go to the podium. ”

Meng Yufan kindly suggested.

Although Fang Meng still wanted to continue to gossip, the next second she thought of the feeling she had on the podium again, and after shaking her body, she took out her Chinese textbook like a mortal enemy.

It's clean and like new.

"Jiajia, Meng Yufan looked at you just now."

Hearing the girl on the side say this, the girl at the head glanced at the classroom with her head held high.

Looking at her white face sitting by the window, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes.

"Look, am I still afraid of her watching?"

Yuan Jiajia said and revealed the children's watch on her wrist, and sure enough, she heard the envy of the children around her.

"My mother bought this watch for me, and my mother said that she likes me the most, and she will buy it for me when there is a new model in the future."

Hearing her say this, the children around her couldn't help but be even more envious.

"You bought this at the supermarket again, I saw it when I went last week, but the price is too expensive, my dad won't buy it for me."

Looking at the envy of the children around her, Yuan Jiajia couldn't help but feel more angry.

When I saw the figure walking this way, I couldn't help but have my eyes lit up.

"Zhu Wenjie."