The head is a little heavy.

This was the first thought that Jiang Cha Cha had when he woke up.

When she woke up, she found it dark outside.

When she opened her phone, she wrinkled her little face, "Why is it nine o'clock?" ”

"System, what just happened? I remember Bian Jichen sending me home......"

[I don't know the system. 】

[When the host is unconscious, the perspective of the system will also be affected.] 】

"Okay."

Jiang Cha Cha felt more and more that this dog system was really useless.

Her head was heavy, but she didn't have any memory of what happened at night, but her memory was vague, and there were some details that she wasn't sure about......

There are some things that you can't get away with by luck.

The next day, Jiang Chacha found Bian Jichen.

At this time, it was the end of class, and there were people going up and down the stairs, Jiang Chacha saw his figure at a glance, and stopped him when he stepped forward.

"Bian-san."

In the midst of a chaotic footsteps, as soon as her voice appeared, it was as if it had been automatically focused in a movie, and everything else was reduced to background sound.

Bian Jichen's face was as usual, as if he couldn't hear or see, so he wanted to pass her, pass by her, and go downstairs.

Jiang Chacha hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Classmate Bian, I want to ask you something."

He finally fixed his gaze on her face.

It was a hot day, and her translucent skin showed a little tanned red, which was not the same as the redness after getting drunk last night.

Bian Jichen's eyes were so cold as if he hadn't done anything, standing in front of her frankly, that temperament easily made people feel alienated, and then retreated.

And Jiang Chacha is indeed a little timid at this time.

Who can afford to enthusiastically cover a piece of ice every day!

She's not a masochist.

No, no, she can't back down!

She's going to ask him about it.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

I really don't know how many times a day I have to be hurt by his indifference.

Jiang Chacha stiffened, "Last night, you sent me home, right?" ”

He acquiesced.

That......

Then some of the intimate actions in her memory, are they true!

But seeing his bleak expression, she felt bottomless in her heart.

I don't think so......

If he did these things, then how could he have a noble and cold expression on her today!!

Ginger Cha Cha flinched again.

That must be the hallucination of her alcoholic head......

She thought spinelessly.

There were people coming and going on the stairs, and Bian Jichen glanced at her lightly, "Is there anything else?" ”

"No, no." Jiang Chacha hurriedly turned sideways and made way for the big guy, "Classmate Bian, please, please." ”

Bian Jichen directly ignored her dog-legged expression and passed by her.

Jiang Chacha watched him go downstairs, and soon he turned a corner, and he couldn't even see his back, and she felt depressed in her heart. Even if she was curious, she couldn't really be cheeky to ask him if he kissed her last night.

Moreover, such a thing is absolutely impossible.

In a few days, the final exam is coming.

Every time I enter the classroom, I will find that the students who usually love learning are working hard to write. Students whose grades are in the middle of the stream have also begun to cram, and they are all flipping through books to review.

As for those who don't learn and don't know how to learn, a few of them may not be able to stand this rich and stressful learning atmosphere, and they have turned a few pages of the book. And for the rest, it's time to play and play as usual.

When Jiang Chacha stepped into the classroom, she invisibly felt the pressure.

In order to maintain the original owner's character as a scholar, she has been reviewing these days.

And An Liuli and Lin Xiaoxiao work in tandem all day long, sitting in front of her, one reading comic books and fashion magazines, and the other holding snacks every minute and second.

The aroma of potato chips is too strong.

Jiang Chacha couldn't hold back, her head was raised from behind the book, and she complained unfairly: "It's almost the final exam." You two, don't you need to review?? Aren't you nervous? ”

They all looked at it, and their expressions were "nervous about what".

They really don't have anything to be nervous about.

Even if they don't learn anything, or don't learn anything, their family will still be able to send them to study abroad in the future, and they don't have to do anything, and they can easily climb in front of the children of ordinary families who work hard, and the starting point is already doomed.

Their future path has been arranged and paved for them by their parents.

It's really envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Jiang Chacha was so depressed that she puffed out her cheeks, bit the tip of the pen, and continued to work with her head down.

When she came to the student union after school, she found that Wen Huaizhi was not easy, he was actually under more pressure than her, but he was at ease.

When Jiang Cha Cha felt that her dark circles were thicker, and she was going to be bald. On the other hand, he is not tired at all, and he is as elegant as a famous painting of the century.

Seeing that he was flipping through the English notes she had written in his notebook that night, Jiang Cha Cha couldn't help but be cheap.

She also kept an eye out for his recent changes in his English scores, as she was his tutor in English.

The pen in her hand swirled around her fingertips.

"Grow up." She shouted sweetly.

Wen Huaizhi raised his head and looked at her with a smile.

Every time she uses this nickname, it must be fine, but she doesn't know what she is planning.

Seeing that he was silent, Jiang Chacha smiled and said to himself: "English...... Isn't it always your weakness? I've heard them say that in the most recent English monthly exam, the results were... Improved a lot. ”

"It's about to take the monthly exam, and my English has regressed a lot. I wonder if the president has any methods and skills that he can pass on to me? ”

She pretended to be humble and asked him for advice.

She was really looking forward to what he would say, would he mention her?

Wen Huaizhi listened, his eyes moved slightly, he was used to hypocrisy, and Jiang Chacha didn't know if he was really smiling or fake for a while.

He lowered his head and said slowly as he wrote with a pen: "Recently, I hired an English teacher at home. ”

She is still mentioned, which means that her teaching has been recognized!

Jiang Chacha is energetic, and she is a teacher for the first time, and she finally experiences the satisfaction and sense of honor of a teacher for the first time.

It's really an honor and an honor!

On the other side of Wen Huaizhi's desk, there is a window facing the sun. The curtains were often opened, and the sunlight shone on his writing hands, like a soft light filter.

When he is not aimed at her, he is very much like a decent gentleman, the narrow-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose show that he is particularly ascetic, and the face is noble and gentle.

He held a fountain pen, quietly lowered his eyes, and put pen to paper.

The thin reddish lips gradually opened.

"Sister...... She's a nice person. ”

The invisible sultry is the most demagogic and deadly.

Jiang Chacha instantly tensed her body, and when she heard Huaizhi's "sister", it was like a hoarse voice reading it in her ears, and her ears tingled for a while, like fireworks exploding one by one in it, and it was uninterrupted.

She had only heard him call her teacher.

But I've never heard him call her "sister".

Did he call her that outside of his part-time job, or in his heart?

The roots of the ears are so numb, Jiang Chacha couldn't help but raise his hand, bent his fingers slightly, and pinched his soft ears.

Wen Huaizhi didn't raise his eyes, otherwise he could appreciate her reddened face.

He is still holding the pen, his squeeze is very beautiful, the knuckles are thin and long, and there is a kind of tenacity like bamboo, like him. He put down his pen lightly, but the black handwriting on the paper was deeply engraved on it, and the ink of the pen seemed to penetrate completely through the back.

He stroked and wrote four words on it.

- Mr. Xiaoshui.

When the tip of the pen ended, the handwriting jumped on the paper, and a cool breeze blew in from the window, and he seemed to smell the elegant fragrance of jasmine.

Happy Chinese New Year's Eve and Happy New Year!!