The next morning, during self-study, Ke Shaoze poked Su Rourou's back with a pen as usual: "Leader, please borrow my homework."
Su Rourou's whole body froze for a moment, took several deep breaths, and mustered up the courage to look back at him.
This is the first time in a long time that she has looked at him so boldly. Although her heart was already in turmoil, she still pretended to be aloof on the surface.
"No... no borrowing." She tried her best not to sound so trembling.
Although Lan Xi'er was busy copying homework, she still took the time to give her an appreciative look. Ever since she was "warned" by Ke Shaoze inexplicably last time, she has disliked this boy from the bottom of her heart.
Luo Yichen was "answering questions" for An Yirou, and the corner of his eye had been drifting towards Su Rourou's direction from the beginning.
When he heard her say the word "not to borrow", his eyes lit up first, but quickly darkened again.
Does this idiot really like Ke Shaoze that much? When facing him, can even stutter such a simple word
An Yirou who was "asking for advice with an open mind" seemed to have sensed something, turned her head to look at Ke Shaoze and Su Rourou, and finally her eyes fell on Su Rourou's tightly clenched fists.
Ke Shaoze obviously did not expect that Su Rourou would suddenly reject his "normal" request, and was quite displeased to be bumped into such an embarrassing scene by his "goddess".
He muttered: "If you don't borrow it, you don't borrow it, what's the big deal!"
Su Rourou's back was stiff again, her heart was beating fast, with slight pain. What to do, she suddenly began to regret her actions just now.
But Luo Yichen's analysis that night sounded quite reasonable. Now that she has started, she will stick to it to the end!
Ke Shaoze stood up behind her, walked around her, and knocked on Xie Xiaoqiu's desk: "Hey, classmate, can I borrow your homework?"
All the names of the girls in the class, he only remembered An Yirou and... Su Rourou. The rest of the girls are like symbols to him. Therefore, he all use "classmate" or "hello" to address them uniformly.
Of course, he remembered Su Rourou for no other reason than simply because her name resembled An Yirou's.
When he said this, he rested his hands on An Yirou's table and looked down at her table. On the desktop are scattered the textbooks and stationery she used, and it seems that there is still a faint fragrance from her hair...
Xie Xiaoqiu, who had been burying his head in reciting, was a little surprised, but quickly took out his homework.
Ke Shaoze took it with one hand, and returned to his seat shaking the homework in his hand. When passing by Su Rourou's side, he deliberately slowed down.
Su Rourou's heart felt even more uncomfortable, as if something was stuffed inside, and it swelled up and down.
Luo Yichen also felt her depressed mood, and secretly glanced at her, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.
During the morning self-study session, Su Rourou just passed it with chest tightness and shortness of breath.
In the middle, Lan Xi'er chatted with her several times, but Su Rourou didn't listen to a word, just answered "Oh" "Really" "Is that so"...
Lan Xi'er stopped the pen in her hand, and looked at her worriedly: "Rourou, why are you acting weird today? Is there something wrong?"
Su Rourou said in a daze: "No... no!"
She really didn't have any discomfort, she just felt uncomfortable...
Ke Shaoze in the back seat also felt uncomfortable, and the progress of copying homework was much slower.
He just didn't understand when he offended the timid and shy little girl in the front seat... Obviously, every time he finished copying his homework, he politely said "thank you" to her. Could it be because he warned her friend last time