Chapter 11 Is it a childhood sweetheart? (1)
Feeling the cold touch coming from his arm, Ji Yuchen was slightly shocked, and looked at her with a puzzled expression, "Why are you so cold?" ”
Qiao Xinran withdrew his hand knowing that he was out of shape, lowered his eyelids, and said lightly, "I'm sorry." ”
Her expression was still indifferent, she looked down at the book and stopped talking.
Ji Yuchen thought for a while, but still raised his hand and interrupted the teacher on the podium, "Teacher, I'm going to the toilet." ”
He didn't wait for an answer from the people on the podium, got up on his own, and walked out the classroom through the back door.
The two people sitting in the back row of them noticed that something was wrong with Qiao Xinran.
After a while, the bell rang, and An Ruofeng also got up and left the classroom.
"Xinran, are you okay?" Ye Zixi stepped forward and sat down next to her friend, with her hand on her shoulder, asking with concern.
Qiao Xinran lowered her eyelids, and the corners of her pale mouth hooked up a light smile, "I'm fine, but my stomach hurts a little." ”
Ye Zixi rubbed her shoulder comfortingly, "If you don't ask for leave, I'll go with you." ”
"No need." Qiao Xinran's tone sounded extremely weak, and he felt a sense of weakness all over his body.
Ye Zixi was about to say something, when he saw Ji Yuchen walking over with a water bottle in his hand.
"This one is just right, it's not very hot, you take it." Ji Yuchen walked up to Qiao Xinran and handed the water bottle to her, "I think you should have a cold." ”
The weather is hot and cold, and the temperature drops in an instant.
There was a warm touch in the palm of my hand, and the warm current seemed to spread all over my body at once.
The classroom, which was originally noisy, suddenly quieted down because of the interaction between the two, and they turned their heads one after another, with a taste of gossip in their eyes.
Qiao Xinran raised his eyes to look at him, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, holding the water bottle, as if he didn't know what to do.
Ye Zixi looked at her friend's hesitation, stretched out her hand to hold her hand tightly, and said with a smile, "Your hands are so cold, just warm them up." ”
Qiao Xinran's somewhat helpless hand finally clenched the water bottle with peace of mind, she turned her head and continued to look at Ji Yuchen's eyes with extremely clear eyes, "Thank you." ”
She said two words to him lightly, without too much emotion, and her tone was as light as a glass of boiled water.
Ji Yuchen looked at her clear eyes, as if he had looked into a bottomless lake, so clean and so cold.
Looking at each other, An Ruofeng walked over, he glanced at Ji Yuchen, and easily stuffed the black bag in his hand into Qiao Xinran's desk.
Ji Yuchen continued to watch him put a glass of water filled with brown sugar water on Qiao Xinran's table, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his narrow eyes.
It dawned on him.
What was the black bag just now?
Is their relationship so close?
Ji Yuchen's lips couldn't help but hook up a chuckle, and his tone was lukewarm, "You said that this sitting tone affects you a lot." ”
As he spoke, he glanced at An Ruofeng angrily, "Let me be your light bulb?" ”
An Ruofeng's amber eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, and he returned to his seat with an easy-going smile on his face, "If you want to think so, then I can't help it." ”
Isn't this a scumbag quote? Ye Zixi turned his head to look at his tablemate, and laughed secretly in his heart.
Ji Yuchen was speechless for a while, looking at the other party's gentle and playful expression, his heart was even more unhappy, he secretly glanced at Qiao Xinran, and saw that the girl had been silent, so he had to turn around and give up.