The moment I pushed the door open, I mistakenly thought I was on the wrong track. No one could have imagined that there was such a place hidden in a noisy and dimly lit Internet café. An incandescent lamp hung high in the middle of the ceiling, illuminating the room, and the thick wooden door was only half-hidden, and the inside was as quiet as if the silent mode was on. The whitewashed walls and pale goose yellow cushions on the floor are intertwined in a harmonious hue that gives a clean, soothing feel. The long wooden table faces the large floor-to-ceiling windows, through which you can see a clear river not far away and the sunset reflected in it. A variety of books and workbooks are neatly stacked around the long table, and a figure sits at the desk. Although his back was blocking most of the book, I could still make out the corner of it that it was a math textbook spread out on the table. What surprised me was that this student who skipped class actually wrote and crossed out in the textbook seriously!

Hearing my voice, the figure quickly picked up a pair of glasses from the table and put them on, before slowly turning to look at me.

"What are you looking for me?" His voice was slow, unexpectedly nice.

Since he was always sitting on the mat, I had to look down at him. Seeing this eccentric classmate wearing a loose set of light blue pajamas and his hair was as unkempt as a bird's nest, I couldn't help but think of a world-famous detective. Unlike the detective, his hair fluttered gently under the warm wind, and he looked a little inexplicably refreshing. Even though his long, thick bangs obscured half of his glasses, I could see that there were no lenses on the frames. I can't help but laugh at the thought that he was probably putting on these old black-rimmed glasses that were about to fall apart just to put on a show. At the same time, I was puzzled by the fact that he seemed to know me.

He casually turned the pen in his hand, quietly waiting for my answer.

In this way, we were silent for a while, and finally, I remembered my school uniform and was inevitably embarrassed by my stupidity.

"The homeroom teacher asked me to bring my homework to you......" I hurriedly put the homework on the cushion, and before he could react, I rushed to the corridor, but I didn't expect to collide with the uncle before.

"Ouch!" The uncle subconsciously used his body to protect the things in his hands. "Beware of milk tea!"

"I'm sorry to ......" I bowed to my uncle and apologized, and was about to leave again, but my uncle blocked my way.

"Classmate, why are you in a hurry to leave? I haven't drunk the milk tea yet! The uncle held the carton in his hand in front of me and shook it as if showing off, and said happily: "There is also an Internet celebrity cake, which I specially bought for you to eat." ”

It was this long-lost kindness and smile that made me unable to refuse my uncle's kindness, so I obediently followed him back to the room.

"You talk slowly, I won't bother you." Before leaving, the uncle did not forget to smile and instructed: "Ah Hang, study hard, eat more!" ”

As the door closed, the room became quiet again.

"Whole Sugar...... And half sugar, which cup do you want? Even though his gaze was hidden under the bangs, it could be seen from his pursed lips that the cup of all-sugar milk tea was very difficult for him.

Originally, I didn't have any requirements for sweetness, but somehow, at that time, I came up with the idea of playing tricks on him. "Half sugar, thank you!"

After being stunned for a few seconds, Jing Yehang put the cup of half-sugar milk tea in front of me, and said lightly: "Take the straw." ”

"Then I'll go first......"

"Wait...... And the cake ......"

"Don't eat it, or you won't be able to eat later...... Good bye! ”

"Wait!" Jing Yehang stood behind me, pressed the door lock, and said in a gentle tone: "Classmate, can you listen to me, just ...... a word"

I glared at him in exasperation, only to find that he was a head taller than me, not to mention that his shoulders were much wider than mine. Suddenly, my momentum weakened by half. "Say it......"

"You may be seated!" Jing Yehang pointed to the cushions and motioned for me to sit down.

I forcefully inserted the straw into the milk tea and made a "pop" sound to express my inner dissatisfaction.

"Eat a piece of cake to cool off......" he neatly opened the box and brought it to me respectfully, as if to please me.

"Don't eat ......" I glanced at the delicate cake cuts in the box, and I couldn't say that I didn't have a trace of regret.

"Okay......" Jing Yehang said in a calm tone as he sealed the box, "I hope you can grant me a small request." ”

"What?" I looked at him suspiciously, and before I knew it, I drank half a cup of milk tea.

"Please don't mention today's matter in front of others...... Jing Yehang sat up straight and said solemnly.

Today's thing? Are you hiding in an Internet café, or are you inviting me to drink milk tea and eat cake? I pondered for a moment, and suddenly became confused about what he was referring to. "You don't want people to know that you're studying hard? Why? What's even more strange is that Yin Yin secretly studied hard, but he didn't go to class.

The reason for this is not something that can be explained in a few words...... Anyway, please keep it a secret for me! He said it was a request, but his words revealed a bit of force.

"I never meddle in my own affairs......" After listening to his words, I felt a little unhappy, but I have always been afraid of things, and I will never make enemies with others for the sake of momentary anger.

"Thank you...... So...... If there's anything I can do to help, please feel free to ...... "My easy-going approach clearly surprised him and overwhelmed him a little.

"Then please go to school and pick up your homework yourself......" I said angrily with warm milk tea in my hands.

"I'm sorry for your trouble......" he hesitated for a moment, then said, "You don't have to send me any more homework, if the head teacher asks about it, I'll tell him to get it......"

"Ugh......," I sighed, standing up. It seems that the words were in vain......

"You can take the cake back and eat it with your family, just take it as a little bit of my heart. I'm sorry to delay your return home for my sake! "After Jing Yehang accompanied me to the door of the Internet café, he asked his uncle to drive me home.

Looking at the figure of him seeing me leave, I secretly sighed, how could such a person who is reasonable and understands etiquette repeatedly make such an unreasonable behavior as skipping class?