A pleasant fragrance wafted towards him. Fu Jinglun turned his head and saw the lovely girl with a smile like a crescent moon.
She gently waved her five fingers as a greeting, "Hello, Fu Jinglun."
Fu Jinglun was stunned for a moment, straightened his back, looked a little unnatural, and said lightly: "What's the matter?"
How did he know I was coming to see him
Su Yi leaned back in his heart and denied it forcefully: "Haha, actually I'm not here to see you."
“…” Fu Jinglun was stunned again, and his handsome face turned dark.
"I'm here to look for Xiao Daibi." Su Yi said, pretending to put her hand into Lan Fuchu's schoolbag. She thought she was just putting on an act. Anyway, Xiao Daibi was a generous person and probably wouldn't mind her doing this. Besides, she was just covering up and didn't really search his schoolbag.
"Derpy? Who is that?"
"Him." Su Yi pointed at Lan Fuchu's schoolbag, her dimples deep, "Little Daibi is him."
"Oh." Fu Jinglun obviously had no interest in knowing.
Su Yi pursed her lips, struggling again and again, secretly mustering up the courage, and said: "Fu Jinglun."
The young man on the other end looked over again, his eyes cool, "What?"
"I want to ask you, do you have a girlfriend?"
“…” Fu Jinglun frowned.
Su Yi couldn't stand his pretentious attitude, so he asked directly, "Is there any?"
"No." After a long silence, he spoke with difficulty, his expression somewhat relaxed, as if he was shy.
Su Yi smiled knowingly, "Is that so? Then let me ask you, what kind of girls do you like?"
“…” Fu Jinglun looked at her for a long time, not knowing how to answer.
"Go ahead." Su Yi urged him again.
Maybe she is quite shameless, and everyone around her showed an expression of "you are so cool".
Zhao Xingchen clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could slap her in the face.
Si Yajie's expression was calmer, probably because she knew what was going on.
After another period of silence, Fu Jinglun asked in a low voice: "Why are you asking this?"
"I want to ask if you want a girlfriend."
Fu Jinglun: “…”
"Do you want it?"
"I." Fu Jinglun hesitated and looked into her eyes. Just as he was about to speak, two straight pairs of school pants appeared out of the corner of his eye.
His eyes moved up along the trouser legs.
Lan Fuchu stood behind Su Yi, looking like a beautiful orchid, shrouded in golden light and shadows, with a rather unfriendly look. He looked down at the top of Su Yi's head, his eyes that used to be calm now gloomy.
"What are you doing?" A voice without any emotion came from behind.
When Su Yi heard this, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave.
He immediately withdrew his hand from Lan Fuchu's schoolbag and turned his head. He saw the tall and handsome Lan Fuchu. Oh my god, this kid seemed taller than last year.
Lan Fuchu looked at her hands, the scrutiny in his eyes still there.
Su Yi laughed dryly and said, "If you feel cold, just put your hands in your schoolbag to warm yourself, hehe..."
What's going on? Isn't she fearless? Why does she feel scared when facing Lan Fuchu's eyes
After hearing her words, Lan Fuchu's expression did not change. Under the sunlight, his face was deep and silent. "I'm asking you, why are you sitting in my seat?"
"Of course, just chat, haha..." Except for her voice, no one else spoke.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Su Yi felt bored and touched his nose with his hand, then stood up pretending to be calm, "Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to class. By the way..."
Finally, she seemed to remember something important, turned around, and took out her cell phone, "Oh, by the way, Fu Jinglun, what's your WeChat? I'll add you."
all the classmates:"… "
Zhao Xingchen finally couldn't bear it anymore, and stood up and scolded her: "Su Yi, do you still have any shame? You chase men to our class!"
The whole class once again: "…"
Lan Fuchu’s face turned pale.
Fu Jinglun also looked embarrassed.
Su Yi heard Zhao Xingchen's voice, turned around and looked at him, with a smile in her eyes, "I just asked for your WeChat, and that means you're pursuing me? Haha, so according to what you said, usually when those male teachers ask for your WeChat, they all want to pursue you?"
"…" Zhao Xingchen choked, holding back his anger. Just as he was about to scold her again, he heard Su Yi pull Lan Fuchu and ask lightly, "Little Dabi, what's your WeChat number? Add me."
Zhao Xingchen: “…”
The whole class still: "…"
He actually asked for WeChat so boldly, it was really... cool?!
Lan Fuchu pursed his lips, his eyes cold, "I don't know."
"I don't know?" Su Yi repeated these three words, "You don't even know your WeChat? How can you be so stupid? Give me your phone, I'll help you check your WeChat ID."
Lan Fuchu: “…”
The whole class: “…”
I wondered if Su Yi really didn't understand or was he just pretending not to understand? I couldn't tell if the school hunk was rejecting me.
"Hurry up, class is about to start. Let me see your phone." Su Yi urged Lan Fuchu.
Lan Fuchu was annoyed by the questions and finally turned around and glared at her coldly, "I said I don't know, so I just don't know."
Su Yi: “…”
The atmosphere began to feel strange. Fu Jinglun was afraid that the two would start a quarrel, so he quickly said, "My WeChat is XXXX, please add me."
Su Yi lowered his head and took note. "Okay, I'll add you later. Remember to approve it when you see it."
"Um."
After Fu Jinglun responded, Lan Fuchu's face became even uglier. Su Yi didn't bother to pay attention to this little idiot with a weird temper, so he turned around and left.
*
During self-study class.
Fu Jinglun would take out his mobile phone from time to time to check it, as if he was confirming something, with a hint of anticipation in his expression.
Lan Fuchu was flipping through a book, occasionally glancing at him without making any expression.
Fu Jinglun stared at his phone page for a long time, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Is the signal in class not very good?"
"I don't know." Lan Fuchu's tone was cold.
Fu Jinglun looked at the phone screen and sighed, "The signal is only two bars."
After hearing what he said, Lan Fuchu also took out his mobile phone. His mobile phone signal was full. He looked at the icon on the screen and suddenly opened the APP for some unknown reason, using the 4G network to download a social application, WeChat.
Unfortunately, the 4G network is too slow to download things, and the app didn’t appear on my phone until after class and when I was having dinner.
Lan Fuchu saw that it had been downloaded, but he did not click on it. He just let it stay quietly in the interface and ignored it.
The light in front of him dimmed, and a person sat opposite Lan Fuchu.
The man said to him with a smile: "Little Dabi, are you eating dumplings tonight? What's the filling?"
Hearing the voice, Lan Fuchu was startled and did not move.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the man was used to it. He put down his plate and smiled as usual, "Hehe, me too."
(End of this chapter)