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After thinking about it, Xu Ran was silent, she couldn't deal with this kind of thing flexibly, she didn't know how to keep the current relationship without hurting Huang Wen.

She grabbed her hair roughly, forget it, let it be.

The days are still going on in order, and it doesn't seem to break its original laws because of something, just as the earth doesn't stop running because of someone.

To Xu Ran's surprise, Huang Wen didn't seem to take this matter to heart, he still ate and drank as usual.

This made Xu Ran feel at ease, that's right, there's no need to make yourself cringe for this kind of thing.

Huang Wen can let go, and so can she.

Although Huang Wen ignored the previous incident, Xu Ran could also release his previous suspicions, but there was still a gap between the two.

After all, it's not the same as before.

But it's not bad.

The early autumn morning is like clear and cool water, spreading over the tasseling late rice fields, the sun shines through the thin clouds to the fullest, the light shines on the table, the dust like gold fills the air, the choking gold ash rubs into the eyes dizzily, the classroom is bustling with all kinds of sounds, and the orange light shines so brightly that people's eyes dazzle.

Xu Ran felt a little dazzling, she blocked it with her hand, but it was useless.

She simply lay down, trying to keep the sun out of her own with her arms.

When she lay down, she could see that the back table was scribbling on math exercises, and the sun was shining on the hand where he was holding the pen.

His hands are slender and flawless, and his writing feels strong and powerful.

On this early autumn morning, his hands seemed to glow slightly, and the light seemed to glow on his hands, and everything around him seemed to be dull because of him.

Xu Ran couldn't help but be stunned, she knew that his hands were good-looking, and many girls had said that his hands were good-looking, but it was the first time Xu Ran had seen it in such a dreamy situation.

What happens if such a hand is used to make screws? This idea suddenly popped up in his mind, Xu Ran quickly shook his head, what kind of dangerous idea is this, isn't it a pity to use such a beautiful hand to make screws? Sick, right?

It may be that Xu Ran shook his head too much, the back table noticed it, he stopped the pen in his hand and looked at Xu Ran with a puzzled face, peeking at the captured bag Xu Ran was a little embarrassed, she grabbed the chessboard and said, "Let's have one?" ”