Only on Wednesday did Zhao Yuning learn from someone else that Zhao Mingxi entered the 17th grade in the October exam, even ahead of Zhao Yuan.
He was surprised and surprised.
After finally having lunch at noon, he immediately flew to the cafeteria on the side of the senior year.
For a whole month, Zhao Yuning did not eat a meal made by Zhao Mingxi himself, nor was Zhao Mingxi dragged back to school when he skipped class and played games.
He never believed what Zhao Mingxi said to him, and he didn't believe that she could really draw a line with their family.
He pinned his hopes on the eldest brother, but the eldest brother didn't go home very often these days, and he looked like he didn't know what to say to him.
Zhao Yuning knew it, and the elder brother couldn't persuade Zhao Mingxi to come back.
Zhao Yuning originally thought that without Zhao Mingxi, he and his family would at most return to the state they were two years ago.
But he didn't expect that when he was about to lose Zhao Mingxi, he would be in a mess, far more lost than he thought.
Zhao Mingxi did not appear in his life for a month.
It was only then that he suddenly found out that he was not as annoying to this sister as he thought, and Zhao Mingxi was not as unimportant as he thought.
"I read on the forum that the host of this year's school celebration may be Zhao Mingxi. Is this true or false?"
The first thing Zhao Yuning did when he came over was to ask Zhao Mingxi.
Zhao Yuan's hand holding the chopsticks tightened involuntarily.
Pu Shuang said: "There are rumors on the forum. The teacher of the Department of Literature and Art did go to her, but who is the candidate has not yet been decided. Besides, it was Zhao Yuan in previous years, and it is impossible to change her this year!"
"Oh." Zhao Yuning was a little disappointed. In previous years, it was Zhao Yuan. This year, it would be good to change Zhao Mingxi.
Pu Shuang couldn't help but said: "Zhao Yuning, it's your sister, why don't you ask Yuanyuan, she's in such a good mood this time—"
"Didn't do well in the exam?" Zhao Yuning froze for a while while eating, and asked Zhao Yuan, "Aren't you twenty-second this time? You usually get this grade, why didn't you pass the exam?"
Zhao Yuan: "…"
Zhao Yuning's thoughts were still on Zhao Mingxi, and thoughtfully said: "By the way, how has Zhao Mingxi's grades improved so quickly? If she goes home and tells me, my mother will die of joy..."
Zhao Yuan knew that with Zhao Yuning as a big speaker, she should not be able to hide the fact that she lost to Zhao Mingxi in the monthly exam.
If he lost the monthly exam, at least he had to get back 10% in the 100-school league and school celebrations.
She didn't say anything for a while, then bit her lip a moment later and said, "You really want to see Mingxi host so much, I'm going to talk to the teacher of the literature and art department this afternoon and recommend Mingxi."
If you change to Zhao Zhanhuai or other men, you may notice the grievance in Zhao Yuan's tone. But Zhao Yuning is a straight man, he immediately said in surprise: "Really?!"
Zhao Yuan: "…"
Zhao Yuan clenched her chopsticks tightly. During this time, she even hoped that Zhao Mingxi would go home as soon as possible.
Zhao Mingxi doesn't go home for a day, and the family's attention is on her all day.
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When the weather turns cold, some girls wear scarves in the music class in the lecture hall in the afternoon, and the top of the coat is fluffy, which is good-looking and warm.
Zhao Mingxi grew up in the north, and he is more resistant to freezing than the people here. His fair neck is bare, and he doesn't wear anything, and he doesn't feel cold.
But Fu Yangxi was staring at her on the table wearing noise-cancelling headphones, frowning.
Can her family still handle the small mask, and haven't they paid for the scarf
Why at noon did he see Zhao Yuan from the class downstairs dressed in extra warm clothes
Still wearing black boots. But the little mask wears sneakers all day.
The more Fu Yangxi thought about it, the more upset she became, she hooked her finger to a younger brother on the back right, and then took out a card for the younger brother.
The younger brother took the card and slipped through the back door of the classroom.
Turning around, Fu Yangxi stretched her long legs and accidentally kicked the girl in front of her seat.
When the girl turned around, she saw Fu Yangxi's face, her face turned red, she covered her mouth and whispered to the people around her, "It's the one from the international class, the one who is super rich."
The two girls in front frequently looked back at Fu Yangxi.
Fu Yangxi thought they were going to find fault, her face was stinking, she glared back: "What? Are you going to fight?"
The two girls turned their heads in fright.
After a while, one of the girls folded a thousand paper cranes, handed it over quietly with her finger, and placed it on the table in front of Fu Yangxi.
love letter
Fu Yangxi frowned subconsciously in disgust, and reached out to squeeze it into a ball and throw it away. But suddenly thought of something, he quickly glanced at Zhao Mingxi with his peripheral vision.
It's over, the little mask should be jealous now. Is he going to coax for a long time
He has a headache.
But who knows, he saw that Zhao Mingxi didn't see it at all, and he was still working on the Olympiad math problem with concentration, and the tip of his pen wrote "swish".
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Fu Yangxi's mood suddenly became unhappy. He stared at Zhao Mingxi for a while, tried his best to pretend he was just accidentally, and touched Zhao Mingxi with his elbow.
Zhao Mingxi thought that Fu Yangxi disliked his own position for taking up too much, so he glanced at him in surprise, and gestured with his eyes, "You have enough space, why are you still squeezing me?" Then he moved the book to the left without bothering with him. , continue to bury your head in writing.
Fu Yangxi: "..."
Fu Yangxi was sometimes really annoyed by Zhao Mingxi's slowness, and she almost doubted whether she liked him or not.
Why has she never been jealous? !
Why was she not jealous when she saw two girls deliberately approaching him this morning, but waited leisurely behind? !
Is she too overbearing, or is he sure that he recognizes her? !
Mingxi lowered his head to answer the question, and felt that Fu Yangxi had been staring at him with a frown, where did he offend him again? She raised her head, glanced at Fu Yangxi, and then subconsciously glanced at the thermos cup on her table.
"… "
Mingxi hesitated and handed the thermos over: "It contains soy milk, do you want to drink it?"
Are you hungry or what
But the thermos cup has been used by himself, the prince should mind.
Fu Yangxi's eyes fell on the thermos cup she handed over, and the coldness on her face broke for a second. She finally organized a talk about "I'm not that easy to chase, you must always be vigilant and don't let others pry into the corner". The words of the class were also forgotten in an instant.
Fu Yangxi's ears turned red, and she handed the cup that had touched her lips to herself.
What does this imply
What does this absolutely imply.
Fu Yangxi's brows furrowed even more, and her fingers involuntarily drew circles on the table, pretending to be reluctant: "If you insist on letting me taste it, I can only taste it reluctantly—"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Zhao Mingxi took out the schoolbag behind him, suddenly took out several disposable cups, and took out a clean one from the middle. Unscrew the thermos cup and carefully spread out a small cup of soy milk.
Fu Yangxi: "..."
what the hell? Does she despise him
Fu Yangxi suddenly wasn't so happy drinking this cup of soy milk. He stared at Zhao Mingxi, biting into the paper cup and getting bored.
Mingxi originally thought that sending soy milk would not grow small tender seedlings. After all, sending desserts had stopped growing, but he never expected that after Fu Yangxi finished drinking, the potted plants moved strangely? !
Fifty small shoots can grow into a small tree, and now she has a small tree and twenty-nine small shoots.
make persistent efforts.
Mingxi immediately poured another cup to Fu Yangxi, with bright eyes: "Another cup?"
"?" Fu Yangxi drank another glass for unknown reasons.
"Continued Cup."
"..." He took another cup.
"Continued Cup?"
"..." He took another cup.
A small tree and thirty-one small shoots.
Mingxi: "One last drink?"
Fu Yangxi almost vomited and closed her mouth tightly. She thought she was feeding pigs, how could anyone put 800 ml of soy milk into her stomach at one time. Unless she does it on purpose? Punish him for talking to another girl just now
Fu Yangxi muttered, "I just said one thing."
Mingxi: "?"
Fortunately, there is no longer in the thermos cup. Mingxi whispered to Fu Yangxi: "If you like to drink, you can drink one every day in the future and replace the dessert with this one?"
Grass. Little Mask's jealous heart, if it doesn't make a sound, it's a blockbuster. Although Fu Yangxi was sweet in her heart, she immediately said, "No, I want desserts, how can the elders drink soy milk all day?"
Drinking and drinking, breasts are big.
Fu Yangxi subconsciously glanced at her chest muscles.
Mingxi looked at the two young shoots that had grown out, and he was still not satisfied, so he could only say: "Okay."
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The music class is mixed with several classes in the lecture hall. In the past, classes like Fu Yangxi were usually skipped and never came. Today, she came to class for the first time in history.
And not only that, this month has also been the month with the highest attendance rate for him, coming to school almost every day.
His short red hair was very conspicuous, and the music teacher on the stage couldn't help but called him up to play the piano for a while.
Before the change, Fu Yangxi was too lazy to stand up, but today, looking at Zhao Mingxi who was sitting next to him, he intentionally showed his hand and twitched his lips, so he stepped onto the stage lazily.
After taking the stage, Fu Yangxi played for a while.
Zhao Mingxi couldn't help putting down his pen and looked at Fu Yangxi with admiration.
But think about it, although he usually looks lazy and lazy and doesn't bother to do anything, he is the Prince Fu of the Fu family.
Mingxi did not know any musical instruments before he was seventeen.
But after high school in her last life, she studied cello for a few years.
I haven't played it for a long time now, and it's a little rusty, but it shouldn't be a problem to play the tune.
So when it was her turn, she pulled a short piece of familiarity.
The low and elegant music flowed slowly, Mingxi's face was beautiful, and the warm sunshine of the afternoon fell on her.
All eyes in the classroom fell on her for a moment. After all, they have seen others play for a long time, but this is the first time they have seen Zhao Mingxi play any instruments.
Shen Liyao sat in the last row, pursed his lips, and stared at Zhao Mingxi.
He has never come to such a big class, but today when he saw people from the international class come to the class, there was a familiar figure in the crowd, and he didn't know why he stumbled.
When he came back to his senses, he had already entered the amphitheater.
Ye Baizheng, who was beside him, was discussing with a boy from another school competition team: "Does Zhao Mingxi actually know how to play musical instruments? I've never heard of it before!"
Shen Liyao also didn't know that he had known Zhao Mingxi for two years, but it seemed that he had only officially started to know her recently.
He watched helplessly as she was like a dusty pearl, wiping away the dust from her body layer by layer.
The girls around Zhao Yuan were even more shocked.
Pu Shuang opened his mouth wide: "When will Zhao Mingxi be able to play the cello?! And he can play it well, and—"
Really good.
If her cello has eight points, then her figure and face completely fill the other two points.
The rudimentary podium in the lecture hall is like a stage.
"But you are better." Pu Shuang came back to his senses, and quickly said to Zhao Yuan, "Your piano is all tenth grade."
Zhao Yuan's lips were pale, her fingers in her pockets were cold and stiff, and she slowly pinched them into her palm.
She suddenly stood up and left from the back door of the classroom.
Fu Yangxi rested her head on her hands and watched Zhao Mingxi play the cello, and Yu Guang noticed Zhao Yuan. He frowned: "Where is she going?"
Ke Chengwen glanced at it: "It seems to be the direction of the Office of the Ministry of Literature and Art."
Suddenly thinking of something, Fu Yangxi gave a wicked smile: "Do you know someone who is in the first year of high school?"
Ke Chengwen only felt that the big thing was bad: "Brother Xi, what are you doing?"
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back to the classroom.
Ke Chengwen was still talking about the part that Zhao Mingxi played the cello just now.
"Grass, Mingxi, you hide it, why didn't you say you would do this before?!"
"It's not an important skill either." Mingxi put the test paper into the table.
And it was a skill she learned in her previous life, and she wasn't sure if she would still be able to.
But I didn't expect that as soon as I touched the cello, the melody engraved in my mind came out.
It seems that everything is false, and the knowledge acquired in the brain is the real thing.
"Take your coveted face." Fu Yangxi pushed Ke Chengwen's head away irritably.
The few people just sat down, Mingxi saw that Fu Yangxi poured a cup of hot water, then poured a few pieces of white vitamin-like things from his bottles and jars, and drank it with the hot water.
Just as Mingxi was about to ask him what he was drinking, he saw Fu Yangxi suddenly waved to the door of the classroom lazily, "Come here."
A younger brother hurried over, put a big box on Mingxi's table, and let Mingxi pick it first.
"What is this?" Mingxi's attention was diverted.
She looked at a whole box of fluffy scarves, which looked soft and fluffy, and the hanging tags she didn't recognize, but they were delicate and should be famous brands.
But because I bought too many, I could only use a box.
Ke Chengwen explained: "The gang scarf."
Fu Yangxi threw a few white bottles into the table pocket and sat on the table with her hands behind her back, her long legs dangling, and she looked down at Zhao Mingxi triumphantly.
The tiny tear mole at the corner of his eye is particularly obvious from this angle.
"Now you are the number one little brother, let you pick first."
Mingxi: "...Your gang's stuff is so unique, it's a phone case and a scarf."
It took her a month to finally break into the inside and become the number one younger brother
Although Mingxi is not cold at all, since it is a collective action, it is not good for her not to participate.
She picked it up, took out a white one, lowered her head and wrapped it around her neck.
The scarf is very comfortable, and it does feel a lot warmer after wearing it.
Seeing this, Fu Yangxi coughed as if nothing had happened, and reached out to grab it: "In that case, I'll just pick one."
He casually took out a piece of sissy powder, his face turned black, and threw the pink one back.
Glancing at the pattern of Mingxi's scarf, he went to get a black one.
Ke Chengwen: "..."
Is this what you call pick one? I see that you have chosen very accurately.
The class happily handed out scarves.
In a happy atmosphere, Mingxi sat down and continued to do the questions.
Fu Yangxi sat on the table with her legs crossed, and was about to take off the original one around her neck and put on the new one.
When Mingxi looked up, he suddenly found two deep bloodstains on the right side of his neck near the back of his neck.
Like the bloodstain on the back of the hand last time, it looked like it was cut by broken glass. It has scabbed now, but it must have been shocking when it was first cut.
Mingxi immediately stood up and smashed Fu Yangxi's face.
The two drew very close at once, and Mingxi's breath fell.
…
Her eyelashes were like crow feathers, black and long, clearly visible.
"What are you doing, what are you doing?" Fu Yangxi was startled, thinking she was about to kiss her suddenly, her face flushed red, and her body was as stiff as a stone - but after waiting for two seconds, she didn't see any movement from Mingxi.
Fu Yangxi's eyelids jumped, only to realize that she was looking at the wound on his neck.
Fu Yangxi's expression changed, she immediately pushed Mingxi away, stood up straight, took two steps back, and quickly wrapped the scarf.
"What's wrong with your neck?" Mingxi stared at his neck in amazement.
She didn't see the scratch on Fu Yangxi's neck a week ago, but it's no accident that it was made in the last week.
But because the weather has become cold recently, Fu Yangxi has been wearing a scarf, and he is sitting on her right again, and she can't see the right neck.
So I didn't find out until today.
Fu Yangxi's expression slowed down, touched the neck wrapped in the scarf, and said indifferently: "Instant noodles, the temperature of the water is too high, and the glass bowl is fried."
Mingxi: "Last time too?"
Fu Yangxi looked at her: "Well."
"You don't have a long memory. This is the second time. If you are unlucky in this position, you will touch the carotid artery."
Mingxi didn't know why, but was a little angry in his heart: "Are you always like this?"
Fu Yangxi's heart suddenly softened when she saw her expression.
He tried to hide how soft his heart was, he bent one leg and dragged the chair over, sat down, folded his arms and glanced at Zhao Mingxi, raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and said stinky: "Little mask, you haven't heard of it. Well, scars are a man's medal."
Mingxi: …
Chapter your sister chapter.
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Mingxi was a little restless all afternoon. She wondered if she had sucked Fu Yangxi's luck, which caused Fu Yangxi to be so unlucky.
He has been cut by glass twice in a row.
Not to mention that Fu Yangxi treats her very well now and treats her like a younger brother, she learns that the kindness is repaid.
Even if Fu Yangxi and her are not friends, but just strangers, it is impossible for her to allow herself to do things that transfer bad luck to Fu Yangxi.
The system said to her: "This kind of situation is impossible. You are just trying to suck your luck, not absorbing it. Do you understand? Fu Yangxi's glass cut is definitely not your fault."
Mingxi was somewhat relieved when he heard the system's words, but he was still a little uneasy.
She plans to suspend her luck for a few days and observe the situation.
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And here, when Zhao Yuning finished the second class in the afternoon, he was suddenly dragged by a friend to the office of the Department of Literature and Art: "There is a senior in high school looking for you."
"What the hell?" Zhao Yuning didn't know anyone at all in the third year of high school, but his friends restrained him, he couldn't break free, and in a irritable mood, he was dragged to the literature and art department.
Before he got close, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
Zhao Yuning stopped subconsciously.
"Teacher." It was Zhao Yuan's soft voice: "Is the candidate for next month's school celebration host confirmed?"
"What's wrong?" came another gentle female voice.
Zhao Yuning thought that Zhao Yuan was going to recommend Zhao Mingxi as she said at lunch, so she didn't dare to disturb her and stood outside waiting for her to come out.
He thought to himself that Sister Yuanyuan was generous.
"I have been a host for two years, and I have the experience and ability to be qualified to be the host this time."
"I know that Mingxi's voice is very loud now, including this test, she did better than me, but teacher, haven't you read the forum? Many people suspect that Mingxi is cheating - she, she is my sister, I know, In normal exams, she can't get such a high score, and she did find Shen Liyao before the exam."
"The photo of the school's celebration will also be placed on the homepage of the school's website. I'm afraid it will not affect me? I still hope you can continue to give me this opportunity."
"If you agree, I can invite Berkshire pianists to play the piano this year."
"There is a monitor to prove whether you cheat or not. It's not just two rumors made by students on the forum that can become true." The teacher said: "But thank you for telling me that there is such a topic on the forum. If there is, indeed, choose Zhao Mingxi has a bad opinion of the school."
"… "
What else did I hear next? What the teacher seemed to say to Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuning didn't know at all.
His adrenaline was rushing through, and his brain was buzzing like a broken old TV.
If someone stood inside and said these words to someone like E Xiaoxia, Zhao Yuning's reaction at the moment would not be like this.
But how could it be Zhao Yuan
Why Zhao Yuan
Zhao Yuan has never been in contention.
But then Zhao Yuning reacted. Although Zhao Yuan has never fought, everyone in the family, including her friends, will take the initiative to deal with Zhao Mingxi for her - just like the last E Xiaoxia incident.
…
Think back to the past piece by piece.
Zhao Yuning's blood rushed to the top of his head, so shocked that he forgot to leave.
His face changed and changed, and he didn't even know that the boy who brought him slipped away in a hurry.
I don't know how long it took, the door was opened with a "click".
Zhao Yuan came out and closed the door politely, the corner of her mouth was already stained with a smile.
When she turned around, she met Zhao Yuning's disbelieving eyes.
The air was dead silent for a while.
Zhao Yuan was startled and startled: "Why are you here?"
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After school that day, the atmosphere in the Zhao family was quite stiff.
Zhao Zhanhuai didn't come back. Zhao's mother didn't know what the conflict between Zhao Yuning and Zhao Yuan was. After Zhao Yuning came back with a livid face, she locked herself in the room and played games until dinner.
On the other hand, Zhao Yuan's eyes were red, and when she asked her what happened, she refused to say anything, and went back to her room.
Mother Zhao determined that it was Zhao Yuning who bullied Zhao Yuan, went upstairs and knocked on the door with a frown, and dragged Zhao Yuning out: "Apologize to your sister, what the hell did you do?"
Zhao Yuning was about to go crazy: "What the hell is my business? Why didn't you ask her what she did? She told the teacher at school that Zhao Mingxi cheated—"
"What kind of nerve do you have?" Mother Zhao didn't believe it: "Why did Yuanyuan say that?"
Zhao Yuning gritted his teeth, only hating that he didn't record.
Zhao Yuan heard the movement outside the door, and hurriedly opened the door and came out, and said to Zhao mother, "No, Mom, it has nothing to do with Yuning, I encountered something else. Really!"
Seeing that Zhao Yuan didn't dare to say anything, Mother Zhao decided that Zhao Yuning had bullied her, and became more and more angry: "Yuning, you are fifteen years old, you are still not a man, do you dare to do it?!"
Zhao Yuning's head was buzzing with anger, and he glared at Zhao Yuan fiercely.
He now understands Zhao Mingxi's unreasonable feelings at the time. So fucking frustrating! Fist is hard!
"Come down to eat." Mother Zhao dropped a sentence and turned to go downstairs.
"It's awesome." Zhao Yuning stared at Zhao Yuan as if he didn't know each other: "Would it be cool to play around with all of us?"
Zhao Yuan said: "Yuning, listen to my explanation, I have no choice but to! I just don't want to lose this opportunity—"
"You and I think very differently."
Zhao Yuning stared at her and interrupted her disappointedly: "At least you did something wrong in this matter, what you have to do is to apologize. Not to me, but to that teacher because you were talking nonsense in front of her. Zhao Mingxi apologized because you slandered her. But you are still arguing, you don't feel guilty at all. "
Zhao Yuan was afraid that Mother Zhao would hear it, so she lowered her voice: "We grew up together, why do you have to favor Zhao Mingxi?"
"Because you occupy the magpie's nest, do you understand?!" Zhao Yuning was so angry that he couldn't say anything, and the restlessness and unease he had accumulated over the past few days because of Zhao Mingxi's departure from home came to an extreme.
He roared: "You occupy the magpie's nest, do you deserve to let everyone turn to you?"
"I'm not allowed to keep cats. This is why I can't keep cats in my family? I'm going to have cats! I'm going to have a hundred cats!"
Mother Zhao rushed over and slapped Zhao Yuning.
That night, Zhao Yuning, with a slap on his face, moved out of Zhao's house and moved into a hotel.
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After Zhao Zhanhuai came back, Zhao's mother knew that Zhao Mingxi had ranked 17th in the monthly exam this time, even higher than Zhao Yuan.
She was naturally happy in her heart, and said with mixed feelings: "Mingxi's grades have always been bad. Now that she can get this ranking, she really worked very hard."
"She did so well in the test. If she was at home, she should have prepared a sumptuous dinner for her. We will celebrate together."
"It's a pity she's not here."
"Should I go to school tomorrow to see her?" Mother Zhao couldn't help straightening up and asked.
Zhao Zhanhuai's scalp tightened, and he hurriedly said: "There are three days before the birthday party. She will come. Don't go to school. When you don't speak well, she will be angry again."
Zhao Zhanhuai thought, in any case, even if Mingxi doesn't come back in the future, she must be brought back on the night of her birthday banquet.
Otherwise, this birthday banquet would really directly lead to the disintegration of the Zhao family.
Mother Zhao had to sit down again.
Seeing that the house was deserted, Zhao's mother became depressed and irritable again.
Why is this happening, can't the family get along well? Mingxi and Yuning had to run away from home one after another, and they all blocked her.
Where is the problem
Although Zhao's mother didn't want to complain about Zhao Yuan, she also thought that Zhao Yuning bullied Zhao Yuan - after all, Zhao Yuning had a grumpy personality since he was a child, and Zhao Yuan had a well-behaved personality. But now that Zhao Mingxi and Zhao Yuning have both left the house because of Zhao Yuan, they still inevitably have some complaints against Zhao Yuan in their hearts.
Zhao Yuan sat on the sofa and cried: "I'm sorry, Mom, I'm going to persuade Yuning back tomorrow."
Mother Zhao flicked her hand away, upset and went upstairs directly: "Forget it, don't provoke him, let his eldest brother go in a few days."
Zhao Yuan never expected that things would turn out like this, opened her mouth, looked at Zhao's mother's back, and closed her mouth again.
She looked at Zhao Zhanhuai with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Zhanhuai handed her a glass of water: "rest early."
Zhao Yuan wanted to get some comfort from Zhao Zhanhuai, like before.
But when Zhao Zhanhuai saw her, he couldn't help but feel that the 'Zhao Mingxi' who didn't care about anyone who broke his leg during sports was looking at him.
In addition, he has been repeatedly reminded this time that he and Zhao Yuan are not related by blood.
Feeling very uncomfortable, he avoided Zhao Yuan's sight and hurriedly turned around and ran upstairs.
"… "
Zhao Yuan looked at his back in disbelief and stood up immediately.
She was getting more and more flustered, and the fear of losing something was cutting through her nerves.
What happened to these people at home? Is it just because Zhao Mingxi ran away from home
… If she also ran away from home, who would they pay more attention to
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Zhao Yuan couldn't figure out why Zhao Yuning suddenly appeared outside the literature and art department yesterday. She always wondered if Zhao Mingxi was making trouble. But when I asked Pu Shuang and a few people in the class, they all said that when she left the lecture hall, Zhao Mingxi was still playing in front of the classroom.
"..." Who would that be
Zhao Yuning and her are in a stalemate, and it is impossible for her to ask him this question.