An Ruofeng sat quietly in the back row, and didn't seem to pay attention to the conversation between the two, just lowered his head and looked at the books in his hand by the faint light.

Qiao Yu looked at the quiet and calm young man, and the corners of his mouth not only showed a smile of relief.

Seeing the two children so good, I couldn't help but yearn for it.

Suddenly, the car drove into a secluded road, the roadside was planted with flowers and plants, and the pavement was dim against the dappled street lamps.

It's about a twenty-minute drive from the school, and although it's close, the third year of high school has added an evening self-study session, so it's already ten o'clock when I get home.

Qiao's villa is decorated in Chinese style, and there is a scholarly atmosphere when you walk in.

The classical chandelier overhead shines an orange light, hitting the floor with a very atmospheric atmosphere, making the hall elegant and noble.

A set of luxurious tea sets is placed on the mahogany coffee table not far away, which adds a bit of luxury to the plain-looking coffee table.

On the retro sofa sat a dignified woman, dressed in simple silk pajamas, which could not hide her elegant temperament.

She raised her eyes to look at the well-behaved and quiet girl who came over, and put it on the book in her hand, with a gentle smile in the corner of her eyes.

"I'm back." Her thin lips rose slightly, and before the girl could sit down, she said softly, "It's late for school now, and I'll only practice the piano for half an hour at night from today." ”

Qiao Xinran stood in place, as if expected, did not speak, just unloaded the heavy schoolbag, and turned upstairs without saying a word.

Qiao Yu looked at her daughter's thin back, remembered her sad face on the way back, turned to the woman on the sofa and said, "Wanling, Ran is under a lot of pressure to study now, or let the piano go first." ”

"Didn't I just let her practice for half an hour?" Su Wanling raised her eyes and continued, "The piano can cultivate a person's temperament, and she is only practicing for half an hour every day now, which will not affect her learning." ”

"But..."Qiao Yu was a little speechless and stopped, "Didn't you notice that since you were a child, you didn't like the piano very much?" ”

Hearing his words, Su Wanling's good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she stood up unhappily, "Ran Ran is so good now, isn't it that I have cultivated it since I was a child?" If she wanted to like everything, she didn't know what it would look like. ”

Qiao Yu sighed softly, then said no more, turned around, and went upstairs.

………

An autumn rain kicked off the prelude to autumn and brought the long summer days to an end.

The so-called autumn rain and a cold, Qiao Xinran was already afraid of the cold, and it just so happened that his body was on his period on this day, but because of the cold, his stomach hurt.

In the week that he changed his seat, Ji Yuchen was very honest and did not miss a class, but he either slept or was in a daze during class.

This is probably being in Cao Ying's heart in Han.

"What's wrong with you?" Looking at the same table who had always listened carefully, he lowered his head at the moment, and he didn't see a word written in the pen in his hand, Ji Yuchen couldn't help asking.

Qiao Xinran's white cheeks showed a trace of exhaustion, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, hearing his inquiry, he just turned his head, glanced at him lightly, and did not answer.

Seeing that her hand holding the pen increased its strength, Ji Yuchen couldn't help but be a little worried, glanced at the teacher who was lecturing on the podium, and was about to speak, when a cold touch came from his arm.

He lowered his eyes and watched Qiao Xinran's hand press his arm, which should have signaled him not to call the teacher.