This aisle originally led to another teaching building, but it was later closed and has been vacant. Except for young couples, few people come.
The sudden appearance of a person has startled Zhang Jiajia. When she saw that it was Yan Zhao, and then looked at his expression, her legs were a little weak.
Jiang Rui reacted and said to Zhang Jiajia, "Go back to the classroom first."
Zhang Jiajia can't wait to escape immediately, but looking at Yan Zhao's irritable face, she worries about her friend again: "You, you..."
"I'm fine, you go back first, we'll come right away." Jiang Rui reassured.
"Well, that's fine, just shout if you have anything!" She shouted, not daring to stay any longer, and hurried away.
Seeing her go far, Jiang Rui turned to Yan Zhao.
He hadn't spoken since just now, and his face was shocked, angry, and irritable, but after getting extremely angry, he suddenly calmed down again, glancing at the name on the envelope, turned around and left.
Jiang Rui grabbed his wrist: "Where are you going?"
"Find him to settle accounts!"
"How do you count?" Jiang Rui tugged at him. Seeing that there was no response, she tugged hard again, and he finally turned around.
Jiang Rui looked into his eyes and asked softly, "How to settle the account?"
Yan Zhao clicked his tongue in dismay, and suddenly threw the crumpled envelope in his hand to the ground, "Knowing that you are my girlfriend, yet dare to write to you, I think he needs to clean up!"
"Well, I don't think he has any good intentions." Jiang Rui agreed.
Seeing her stop him originally, Yan Zhao thought she didn't agree with his approach, and was feeling aggrieved and suffocated. Hearing this sentence, he was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Rui continued: "Jiajia said that he liked me, but he never dared to say it. Now that he knew I had a boyfriend, he came to confess. I think if he really likes me, he won't pick this kind of time, because it's like this. The letter will only create conflict between the two of us and make me feel unpleasant, and he will at least wait until we break up—"
"Don't say goodbye!" Yan Zhao was angry and anxious.
Jiang Rui glanced at him.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Yan Zhao grabbed her shoulder and said anxiously, "We won't break up, will we?"
His strength was a bit strong, Jiang Rui frowned slightly: "It hurts."
Yan Zhao hurriedly let go, blew on her shoulder, and said distressedly, "Are you alright?"
"It's all right now." Jiang Rui squeezed his hand.
Yan Zhao said arrogantly: "Don't mention breaking up in the future."
"Why are you so careful, even if you give an example?"
"It won't work."
Jiang Rui shook her head and added, "I didn't finish talking just now, so this person doesn't necessarily like me much. Most of the time he did this, he was just unwilling. There's no need to be angry with him."
"But I'm just angry," Yan Zhao couldn't help hugging her, and said depressedly, "I want to beat him hard."
"It's not good to hit someone." Hearing him say it naively, Jiang Rui had a smile in her eyes, "If the other party is as strong as you, and the two are evenly matched, they will fight. But the study committee member of the fifth class, I remember him. Thin and not tall, he may not be able to withstand your fist, what's the point of fighting? It's bullying."
Hearing that the man was a weak chicken, Yan Zhao snorted disdainfully, but he was still a little unwilling to think about it, "Just let it go? What if he writes you a love letter in the future?"
"Should I refuse?" Jiang Rui suggested.
Yan Zhao immediately vetoed, "Don't see him."
Jiang Rui added: "Otherwise, you go. You can't fight, but you can warn me. After all, we are now boyfriend and girlfriend. His behavior is like prying a corner, which is a bit immoral. Tell him, don't give it to me again in the future. Write any letter, and if he doesn't listen, it's up to you."
"Okay!" Yan Zhao was eager to try. If his girlfriend said hitting someone was bad, he wouldn't hit him. Anyway, he's just a weak chicken, and there are ways to keep him away from her.
"Can you let me go now?" Jiang Rui patted his hand around her waist.
Yan Zhao not only didn't let go, but he hugged her tighter, lowered his head and put his head on her shoulder. There was some difference in height between the two. He acted awkwardly, like a big hairy bear who had to squeeze into the arms of the little white rabbit. inside.
Although he sticks tightly to Jiang Rui, he always acts domineering and dragging out of consideration for his face, and rarely does such a coquettish act.
"What's wrong?"
Yan Zhao said in a sullen voice: "You are mine, no one else is allowed to rob it."
"What about you?" Jiang Rui asked him with a smile.
He hummed suspiciously, straightened his body and didn't look at her, and said fiercely as she watched, "Of course I am the same, you have to ask, it's stupid!"
For the sake of his red ears, Jiang Rui decided not to care.
This small disturbance is over. I don't know how Yan Zhao told people. Later, Jiang Rui met the fifth class study committee member at school. He didn't seem to know her and passed by in a hurry.
But because of this incident, Yan Zhao probably felt a sense of crisis. He was sticky at first, but now it is even tighter. In school, wherever Jiang Rui appeared, there must be him.
There were students in the class who made a bet on how long the two of them would be together, but after seeing this situation, the bet could not be settled, because it seemed that they wanted to get tired of it forever.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the end of the term is coming.
On the day of the exam, the other students cheered and cheered, but Yan Zhao was the only one who was stunned as if someone had been stabbed to the bone.
He and Jiang Rui were not in the same exam room, so he handed in the papers ahead of time to wait for her.
When Jiang Rui came out, she saw him leaning against the outside wall of the classroom, with one leg bent, his brows wrinkled, his shoulders slightly slanted, and he looked a little casually decadent, but it was not unexpectedly eye-catching.
The two walked out of the school, and Jiang Rui asked him, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Yan Zhao said depressedly, "I won't go to school tomorrow."
"Isn't it okay if you don't come? Where do you want to play, where do you want to sleep? Sleep as long as you want."
"But I just want to see you every day." Yan Zhao said.
It is rare for him to be so straightforward, and it seems that he is really down. Jiang Rui thought about it and said, "Otherwise, when you want to see me, just go to my house to find me."
When Yan Zhao heard this, he recovered a bit of energy, and asked with uncertainty, "Auntie, she knows us..."
"I know, the time you bit my lip, I told her." She was deliberately vague.
Yan Zhao was really nervous, coughed twice, straightened his back, and pretended to be calm: "What did she say?"
Jiang Rui said with a smile, "I said you were a little stupid."
"That, that was in the past, not now!" A person whose kissing skills are still poor hastily retorted.
Seeing how he wanted to drag her to prove himself on the spot, Jiang Rui smiled and said, "Just kidding. Mom didn't notice the hole in my mouth, but I told her that I was dating you."
Yan Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, and then mentioned it again, "I'm going to your house, what should I do?"
"You don't have to do anything. I didn't go there once before, just like that time, and I didn't officially meet the parents."
That being said, Yan Zhao was still restless when he returned home that night. After dinner, he went upstairs early to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find the clothes to wear when going out tomorrow.
Yan Xing asked Su Li curiously: "Mom, what is brother doing?"
Although Su Li didn't know, but she could see it from the posture, she tapped her little son's forehead, and said, "The lame son-in-law sees his mother-in-law, it's the traditional virtue of your old Yan family."
"What is a lame son-in-law?" Yan Xing touched his forehead and asked again.
"Ask your dad to go." Su Li sent her younger son away and walked into Yan Zhao's room. As an old mother, she still had to give her son two tricks, after all, she was born.
In the room, Yan Xing could still be heard running down the stairs, shouting a voice that could be heard in half the community: "Dad, Daddy! What is a poor son-in-law?"