She had almost eaten a few of the biscuits in the bear tin box, and drank them with a cup of Panamanian coffee.

Halfway through, she went to the toilet.

When I came back, I saw that the remaining cookie in the tin box was gone, and some cookies were scattered inside.

When I turned my head, I saw that the person on the chair opposite had already left.

Jiang Cha Cha held her chin and fell into thought.

Is this being eaten by Wen Huai?

As usual, she went to be his tutor and worked hard to earn money.

Both of them tacitly knew that she was too lazy to put on makeup many times, and her clothes would not be closer to the teacher's direction, how comfortable she was.

She tasted afternoon tea here.

She thinks of herself as her home, with a dessert cart next to her, on which are all kinds of delicate and lovely snacks, and she can eat whatever she wants.

Sometimes she thinks that Wen Huaizhi's current English level no longer needs her to tutor, and he has finished his homework in the third year of high school, and he doesn't know what he has to spend money to invite her to come over.

Wen Huaizhi's mind was like a vast sea, she seemed to plunge into it, poured a mouthful of cold seawater, and when her head came out of the sea, she saw only a deep dark night and an endless fog, no matter how long she drifted, there was never a lighthouse to guide the maze.

Dressed in a shirt and a dark blue vest, he sat on the sofa, his eyes drooping, and he looked at a book in his hand in silence.

Jiang Chacha glanced at it secretly.

When I looked closely, I saw that the cold white cover outside was written the manuscript of Love's poems, and his jade-like fingers were holding the book tirelessly, and his long eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were constricted and fascinating.

Jiang Chacha stared, dug a bite of the cake with a small golden spoon, and ate it slowly.

She wondered, and the fog in her heart became thicker. She was thinking, could it be that Wen Huaizhi really changed sex?

Judging from his face yesterday, he seemed unusually unhappy about her giving cookies to others to eat, as if it was a cloudy day, and his brows were full of gloom. But miraculously, he was angry, but after that, there was no follow-up at all......

It's really not like him.

Seeing him reading here alone, Jiang Chacha felt bored, and after eating a piece of cake, she was wandering around in this bungalow alone.

Although his mother lived with him, he rarely saw his mother, and every time he saw her, he always saw her just getting out of the car from the outside, and coming in with a large pile of shopping bags.

When I met her, every time she talked to Jiang Chacha, it was something like jewelry, and every time Jiang Chacha had nothing to talk about with her, she had to deal with it awkwardly.

Sometimes, she felt that Mrs. Wen was a very well-educated person, gentle and beautiful, and had read a lot of books, but these shining points were quickly swallowed up by huge material desires.

Sometimes I think she is too timid and cowardly, like a silk flower.

Jiang Chacha sometimes wonders, how did Mrs. Wen give birth to Wen Huaizhi with such a character?

The personalities of the two are very different tomorrow.

Mrs. Wen loves flower arrangement, and will pull her to learn flower arrangement together. At that time, she had abandoned her identity as a tutor, and in front of Mrs. Wen, she said that she was Wen Huaizhi's classmate.

When Mrs. Wen first saw her.

"Are you Xiaohuai's classmate?"

You can't say that she was the tutor she used to be.

Jiang Chacha smiled: "Yes, Auntie." ”

Mrs. Wen was pruning the flower branches, she was well maintained, and her hands looked even whiter and tenderer than her, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

"How is Xiaohuai at school?"

This problem is difficult for ginger tea.

Although she wanted to say that Wen Huaizhi was hypocritical and shady, in front of his mother, she still gave him enough face, "Classmate Wen... He is very popular at school, everyone likes him very much, and Wen is also very cheerful and gentle to everyone. ”

Mrs. Wen smiled, her face was filled with the joy and satisfaction of a "mother".

Every one of his classmates said that about him. He has actually been like this since he was a child, when he was in kindergarten, he was as naughty as other boys, and after entering primary school, he suddenly became particularly well-behaved and sensible, and he would take the initiative to help me do housework, others said, this child is here to repay the favor. ”

"He is also very filial now, and his grades are ranked first in the grade every year, other mothers envy me, with such a child, I don't have to worry about life at all."

Jiang Cha Cha fell silent and didn't speak.

She was thinking, you are happy, what about Wen Huaizhi.

Mrs. Wen continued to adjust the flower branches in the vase, she looked carefree and innocent like a girl.

At this time, her eyebrows also frowned, "However, this child is too obedient, he hasn't cried or made trouble since he was a child, he has never quarreled with me and asked for anything, he is too sensible, he never has to worry about it, although I am very happy, but sometimes I also wonder, Xiaohuai has always been like this, is it not very good......"

Jiang Cha Cha was distracted by her words, and she set her eyes on her again.

She laughed, and Jiang Cha Cha laughed too.

"Auntie, please ask you one thing, you and other classmates, if you have time, I hope to come to our family Xiaohuai often to play."

"Xiaohuai is good at everything, but he reads a lot of books, and his personality is also boring, when he is at home, he doesn't talk much, he is quiet. Sometimes I look at it and feel uneasy. ”

Jiang Cha Cha snorted, "Okay." ”

After a while, Mrs. Wen finally went out.

Jiang Chacha finally breathed a sigh of relief, she was a quirky character, and it was too embarrassing for her to pretend to be a lady. However, because of the previous events, every time she came to his house, she always left a little shadow in her heart.

She stood on the balcony at this time, looking into the distance, to see if the iron gate outside his large courtyard would open and close, and then drove into a car.

Perhaps she couldn't see clearly, but she propped her arms on the railing and stood on her toes, trying to see further.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly there was an indifferent sound behind him.

Jiang Chacha was startled, her feet slipped, and her body threw herself backwards.

She thought that a scheming man like Wen Huaizhi would definitely avoid her, and he would definitely hide to the side and watch the embarrassing scene of her butt landing on the ground with cold eyes.

But the expected picture did not appear.

Someone behind her gently grabbed her arm, and as she fell, the man followed him into his arms.

She smelled the smell of oud on his clothes.

She was horrified.

Don't blame her, because this scene is so terrifying.

Hearing Huai didn't realize it, he glanced at her in his arms, his eyes like smoke floating on the surface of the deep sea.

"Are you alright?"

Ginger Tea Tea: !!

Frightened, she came to a carp to fight.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine."

After saying that, she looked at him complicatedly.

Damn, Wen Huaizhi won't really be possessed by a ghost.

Wen Huaizhi smiled: "It's okay." ”

He glanced into the distance, and suddenly, his stern and cold gaze refocused on her.

"What were you looking at?"

Jiang Cha Cha didn't speak.

The eyes under the narrow-rimmed glasses are shaped like peach blossoms, but the Boze inside is also like a deep well, dangerous and charming, but extremely deceptive. At this time, there was the tenderness she was familiar with, and there were things she couldn't understand.

"He's not coming today."

After saying that, he turned around without any expression and was about to leave.

He seemed to be angry.

His self-esteem is too strong, his self-esteem is like a fire, if he is too strong, he will play with fire and burn himself.

Jiang Chacha didn't expect him to see his intentions, and he was a little embarrassed, standing there in a daze.

But what he didn't expect was that when he arrived at the door, he stopped.

He turned his face slightly, his gaze seemed to be closer to hers, and his voice was as gentle as raindrops falling on the surface of a lake.

"Let's go."

In the face of such a smell, ginger tea is always uncomfortable.

This discomfort was also carried over to the school.

She was puzzled, she felt that she should not be the only one who felt the change. So, she asked people in the student union.

"Do you think the president has changed?"

"Changed?" Zhang Sichi scratched his head, "No, hasn't the president always been like this?" ”

Fu Yin glanced at her after work, "No." ”

Zhang Sichi thought for a while, then raised his hand excitedly.

"I know, it's getting more handsome!!"

“……”

Jiang Chacha almost fainted, she couldn't wait to wake them up, "But Wen Huaizhi has really changed!" Can't you see it at all? ”

They didn't believe it and soon ignored her.

Jiang Chacha was a little dazed and aggrieved.

Could it be that she is the only one in this world who knows that Wen Huai has stopped changing?

One day, Jiang Chacha went to the student union as usual, but when he was on the road, he happened to bump into him.

Today he wore a dark trench coat, his hands in his pockets, and his figure was idle.

And in front of him, there was a girl standing, who seemed to have been rejected for her confession, and was sobbing softly.

And he kept smiling, but the corners of his lips were cold, and Jiang Chacha saw him turn his face sideways, not knowing what to say to this girl softly.

Soon, the girl ran away.

Jiang Chacha realized that he was still here, and his heart chuckled, and he wanted to retreat, but his foot accidentally stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, making a crisp sound.

And when he heard Huaizhi, he had already cast his eyes silently, and there was still a lingering smile at the bottom of his eyes.

Ginger Tea Tea: "......"

Is it too late to escape?

It's embarrassing!

I knew I wouldn't stop eating melons here......

Just when she was still in place, she didn't know what to do next.

Wen Huaizhi stopped her.

"Vice President."

She looked up.

In the autumn mist, Wen Huaizhi's hand was hidden in the pocket of his trench coat to keep warm, his eyes were fixed on her silently, and his thin lips moved.

"Let's go together."