Seeing Xu Jiao's smiling eyes still staring at herself, as if waiting for some answer.
Shen Yelan nodded lightly in a mysterious way.
In an instant, it seemed that she had returned to her previous dream. As long as she could gain the closeness of the person in front of her, she would agree to anything and let her do whatever she wanted.
Seeing her reaction, Xu Jiao immediately understood, looked to the side for two minutes, and said slowly:
"You can go now."
"But remember, this is my last chance for you."
She has seen it now. Compared with the continuity of the plot, she does not want to be woken up by the system like chicken blood in the middle of the night. She is obedient to clean up this vicious female partner, and she no longer bothers Shen Yelan. She solves the problem once and for all.
Lu Pei raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and nodded randomly, not sure if he was really scared, or if he was acting out.
The dean of the school had already walked nearby and saw Xu Jiao at the first sight. He instantly remembered the last time he suggested the principal to fire her, but it didn't work out.
"Xu Jiao! What are you doing!"
"What are you all doing standing there! Ah?! Still not going back to the classroom to study? You did well in the monthly exam, didn't you!"
Su Xi was annoyed by the talkative old witch. She blinked at Xu Jiao and smeared oil on the soles of her feet. The rest of the students in the classroom who stretched their necks to watch the play also shrank back. Xu Jiao and Shen Yelan went down.
Lu Pei didn't dare to complain in front of Xu Jiao, so he swallowed the dumb loss in a muffled voice, wiped his tears and ran away.
Shen Yelan was shocked back to reality by the dean's roar, and lowered her head in a guilty conscience, looking like a good student who was very afraid of a grumpy teacher and was not good at words.
Only Xu Jiao was holding the book and exuding a "I'm not easy to mess with" attitude, her schoolbag was slanted on her right shoulder, and it looked like she couldn't fall off. She looked back at the angry director, and replied warmly:
"Director, it's break time, and it's up to me how long I like to stand in the hallway—"
"By the way, my monthly test is really good, it's the best ever, thank you for your concern."
Dean:"… "
She couldn't breathe, and it got stuck in her throat, almost choking her to death.
After Xu Jiao finished speaking, she walked in the direction of the classroom. She saw two unused desks and chairs sitting on top of the blackboard behind the wall. She walked to the window and raised it towards the boys in the last row. brow:
"disturb."
She said, "Lend me the table, and I'll put down the book, okay?"
The boy from Class 7 who didn't dare to come out when he saw her coming: "!"
Hearing her peaceful voice and seeing her pretty face up close, the last two boys by the window, one with eyes and one with acne, all nodded frantically:
"Please please!"
"Let it go!"
Xu Jiao nodded and said thank you again. After putting the book down on the table between the two, she turned around and moved the table.
Before the person arrived, I saw a tall and tall boy rushing over, with two points of restraint in his movements, but he was extraordinarily enthusiastic: "I-I'll help you."
Xu Jiao raised her brows, but she didn't refuse. Even when she saw the boy put the two tables and chairs together, she didn't object.
However, Shen Yelan, who entered the classroom later, saw that her seat was next to Xu Jiao, and she was stunned when she walked over.
At that time, Xu Jiao had already sat down by the window, and was flipping through the word list of the English book, preparing to familiarize herself with the words that were about to be forgotten. Noticing Shen Yelan's movements, she looked:
"You don't want to be at my table?"
Xu Jiao herself didn't care, but she never liked to force others, so she kept preparing to raise her hand to push Shen Yelan's table away, wanting the other party to decide for herself.
Before Shen Yelan could say anything, she saw her movements first, and instinctively stepped forward, holding down the table, her voice became hurried, and her face even showed panic:
"No, no!"
It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't dare to think about it.
Shen Yelan added silently in her heart.
Xu Jiao looked at her anxious look. Time couldn't tell whether she was too afraid of herself, so she was being coerced into speaking the opposite way, or was it just a few faces, and she was eager to make friends with herself. After careful observation, she finally took it back. hand.
Shen Yelan breathed a sigh of relief, carefully put the book into the drawer, and opened the chair much lighter than usual. She seemed to be calmly fiddling with things, but the corner of her eye was actually on Xu Jiao next to her.
She saw the other person's slender fingertips holding the book, plain white wrists, because the skin was too fair, even the tiny cyan underneath was looming.
Under the table are school uniform trousers, which are loosely covered to the bottom.
Only Shen Yelan knew that if she pulled it gently, what kind of beautiful secondary tattoo would be exposed underneath.
Her throat moved, and her breathing eased a little.
…
In the morning after changing classes, Xu Jiao didn't take the initiative to talk to Shen Yelan next to her. She either wrote the questions by herself, or took out a notebook to take notes while listening to the class. At first glance, no one could compare her with "temperament" Perverse", "school bully" and other words.
until noon.
Shen Yelan was listening to her hearing when suddenly the table was lightly buttoned by someone next to her.
She took off her earphones, thinking that she was blocking Xu Jiao's way out, but she saw the man turned his head and asked softly, "What drink do you like to drink?"
Shen Yelan was stunned: "Huh?"
Xu Jiao repeated patiently: "I want to invite the whole class to drink, what flavor do you like?"
Shen Yelan's throat made a "gudong" sound, a consciousness in her body reminded her to refuse, and another voice told her that if she refused this too, you would lose the gift of Xu Jiao again.
She has lost a rose and dinner.
In the end, she said carefully: "Whatever, whatever, I can."
Xu Jiao didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, she actually waited for such a sentence, and she casually joked: "Mineral water is also fine?"
Shen Yelan nodded seriously.
Xu Jiao looked back boringly, placed an order for milk tea according to the number of people, put away her phone, and continued to do the quiz.
Shen Yelan vaguely realized that what she said seemed to be wrong, and felt annoyed in her heart. She wanted to change her words, but she didn't know what to say. She scribbled a few lines in the draft in annoyance, and only when she came back did she realize—
The whole piece of paper was filled with the word "Xu Jiao".
Guiltily, she wanted to smear it out, but realizing that it was wrong, she simply tore off the entire scratch paper.
Xu Jiao noticed the movement and took a moment to glance aside, thinking that she was tired of doing the questions and didn't pay much attention to it. After writing the reading at hand, she lay on the table and rested.
Class 7 also has positive and progressive students. During the lunch break, he encountered a problem that he couldn't understand. He remembered that there was a student in class 1 who was absent from the exam and was airborne. He walked in the direction of Shen Yelan and whispered tentatively:
"Same, classmate, I-"
She pointed to the question on her hand and took the initiative to smile at Shen Yelan.
Shen Yelan glanced at the sleeping person beside her, and extended her hand to her, but compared to zipping her lips.
That person understood in a second, and didn't dare to disturb the school bully's sleep. After all, no one knew whether Xu Jiao was out of bed.
Shen Yelan glanced at the question, wrote the process of solving the question on the scratch paper a few times, and added a remark:
"This is the general idea. If you don't understand it, you can ask me during the afternoon session."
The man smiled gratefully at her and took away her draft, while Shen Yelan was no longer interested in doing the question, put down the pen, faced Xu Jiao's direction, resting his head with one hand, as if dozing, but staring at The back of the other's sleeping head watched the entire lunch break.
…
At the end of the lunch break, the takeaway sent a message to Xu Jiao. Xu Jiao rubbed her head, sat up, and casually told the two boys in the front row about this, and saw them volunteering to pick it up.
Seeing the milk tea, the students of Class 7 cheered collectively.
Free is always the best.
This excited atmosphere lasted until the end of school, and it was obvious to the naked eye that more and more people showed their favor to Xu Jiao. Even the female classmates who were a little afraid of her would take the initiative to greet her with a smile when they saw her.
Xu Jiao was still indifferent, not arrogant or impetuous. She said she was indifferent and not indifferent. She was even polite, but it was completely irrelevant to the word enthusiasm.
It's like I don't know anyone well.
Shen Yelan unconsciously got up and stayed with her for a while, and then she remembered that she was going home. As soon as she got up, she noticed the pain in her lower abdomen.
this feeling...
It seems that relatives are coming.
She glanced at the classroom, and found that there were still several boys sitting there chatting, not planning to leave for a while.
Shen Yelan didn't dare to get up for a while, she was wearing summer clothes, short-sleeved shorts, light blue trousers were easy to see marks, and there was no coat to block her.
She could only wait.
This wait is half an hour.
Finally, she and Xu Jiao were the only ones left in the class.
The person beside Shanshan finished the question, raised his hand and yawned, and pulled away from the question sea, only to find that only Shen Yelan was beside him.
Xu Jiao picked up her schoolbag and didn't even put any homework in it. Just as she was about to leave, she caught a glimpse of Shen Yelan's tense sitting posture and subconsciously said, "What's wrong with you?"
Shen Yelan's cheeks flushed, and she didn't know how to speak.
The air was silent for two seconds, and suddenly—
A coat that smelled faintly of laundry detergent was draped over her shoulders from behind.
The body temperature of the original owner remained on the coat.
Xu Jiao sighed softly, supported the table with one hand, and leaned over to look at her: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Shen Yelan nodded slightly.
Xu Jiao knew that she was a sullen gourd, and didn't expect her to take the initiative to ask for help. She continued to ask, "Have you brought a sanitary napkin?"
Shen Yelan shook her head.
Xu Jiao reluctantly stroked her forehead with another hand, and then asked, "What brand do you usually like?" After all, everyone's preference for this thing is different.
Shen Yelan had never been cared so much before, and asked about the taste of the drink, and also about... this kind of brand.
She whispered: "I, I don't know, I just bought it casually."
Use whichever is cheaper.
Although Xu Jiao has no feelings for the protagonist of her novel, but seeing her embarrassment with her own eyes, the good side of her nature always clamors for help. .
Maybe it's been too long in the last world—
Akira is a hundred years.
Now that I suddenly return to a place that is very similar to the time I lived in, the remarks about the world that are false in my heart seem to be a little shaken.
Without waiting for the system to release the task, she raised her hand and rubbed the child's hair, and said warmly as she walked out:
"Just wait for me here."