Rebirth of the ugly girl

Chapter 65 One week left

The hot and sour soup made by the old man is really delicious. The boiled kelp is soft, the gluten and dried silk are soft and refreshing, and the soup base is just right, which makes people appetite.

After Shen Ting and Jian Jiayang finished eating, Jian Jiayang chatted with the old man for a while, then he carried his schoolbag and left the shop with Shen Ting.

It was still early, and Shen Ting was a little stuffed, so she suggested walking to school, and just had a casual meal.

Jian Jiayang readily agreed, and pushed the cart to the sidewalk with her, chatting with each other.

"Have you always lived in that area, or rented a house?" Jian Jiayang asked Shen Ting.

Shen Ting looked up at him, "Why are you asking this?"

Jian Jiayang pushed the car around a stone on the ground, "I heard from my dad that the area may be demolished in a few years, if your family originally lived there, remember not to sell the house casually in the past two years. "

Although the area in that area looks crude from the outside, almost every household is built as a two-story small house, and some even have three or four floors. If you think about it, if it is demolished, the compensation received by each family will definitely not few.

Shen Ting lived one life longer than others. Of course, she knew that this area would be demolished in a few years, and the demolition team would give a lot of compensation. There was no other reason. It was a large consortium that delineated this area.

Jian Jiayang heard this news from his father, what does his father do, and why does he know this kind of inside information that he usually doesn't bother to reveal?

Seeing her doubts, Jian Jiayang smiled, "My dad is an interpreter, and he often deals with ZF people, so he knows this is normal."

Shen Ting once guessed Jian Jiayang's father's occupation. She thought that he was a company executive who often traveled on business, and that he was in engineering management, but she never thought that Jian Jiayang's father was actually a translator.

In Shen Ting's heart, translators represent elites and high-ranking people. They wear suits and trousers, carry high-quality handbags, white shirts and meticulously combed hair. .

Translator, Shen Ting was chanting these three words in her heart. For a moment, a thought flashed in her mind. Before she had time to think about it, Jian Jiayang interrupted her.

"What are you thinking about? You don't even look at the red light." Jian Jiayang pulled Shen Ting back, with blame and worry mixed in his words.

Shen Ting came back to her senses, looked at the endless stream of vehicles in front of her, turned around and smiled apologetically at him, "I'm lost in thought."

"You, you don't know how to be careful." Jian Jiayang tapped her forehead affectionately. Before Shen Ting could react, she withdrew her hand as if nothing happened. laugh.

"This is the place where we met for the first time, do you still remember?" It was at the location across the road, and he asked Shen Ting Road how to get there.

Shen Ting straightened her bangs silently, and followed his gaze. The red light just turned on, and the people across the road came along the zebra crossing.

In fact, Shen Ting didn't go here very often. She usually took another, shorter path to go home, but she had a good memory. After casually looking around, she recognized that this was the place where she first met Jian Jiayang.

Time flies so fast, the first meeting that day seems to be yesterday, and we walked here together today, but it has been several months, Shen Ting sighed in his heart, turned around and was about to go back to Jian Jiayang, but his hands were held by a pair of warm and dry hands Living.

Jian Jiayang supported the car with one hand, grabbed Shen Ting's hand with the other, stepped across the black and white road, passed through the rushing crowd, and brought the girl he liked to the opposite side of the road with a racing heart.

Shen Ting's palms were sweating, waiting for Jian Jiayang to let go.

Jian Jiayang settled down, didn't let go of his hand, pulled Shen Ting forward, and said as he walked, "I found that you have the habit of walking in a daze. I will hold you, and be careful where you bump into others."

Shen Ting was not used to physical contact with people, and felt very uncomfortable. She was afraid that Jian Jiayang would be embarrassed, and she couldn't forcefully pull her hand away, so she let out a muffled muffled sound.

The two held hands like this and walked all the way to a place not far from the school. Jian Jiayang felt that Shen Ting's footsteps were getting slower and slower, so he let go of his hand reluctantly, "I have never hated a school's rules so much."

Shen Ting understood that what he was talking about was the school rule that no dating is allowed, and endured Jian Jiayang's abnormality all morning, she finally couldn't help staring into his eyes, and asked her doubts, "What's wrong with you? You blamed him all morning. weird."

Anyway, after getting along for a few months, Shen Ting could feel that something was wrong with Jian Jiayang. He was not the kind of frivolous person. She had clearly told him that day that she was not going to fall in love at this stage. According to his personality, she would not give up completely, but neither It should look like it is now, as if it can't wait to finish something.

Jian Jiayang paused, then smiled at Shen Ting, "I'm fine, I'm going to be late, let's go."

He had something to hide from her, Shen Ting looked at Jian Jiayang's figure who was walking forward first, and frowned, always having a bad premonition.

The class is going to have a spring outing next month. The class has voted for several places, but they are not satisfied. It was not selected until recently. Shen Ting sorted out the tickets, bus fares and other expenses needed to get to that attraction, took the list, Knocked on the door of the classroom office.

When she went in, Yang Hua was talking to the math teacher, and the math teacher kept sighing, saying it was a pity.

Shen Ting, as one of the few students in the class with good grades in mathematics, is usually liked by the mathematics teacher. The teacher-student relationship is good. Shen Ting stepped forward curiously, "What's the matter, teacher, what a pity?"

Seeing her lover, the math teacher smiled at her, and then sighed, "You don't know yet, that handsome guy in your class is Jian Jiayang, and he will be leaving next week. It's a pity, such a young man .”

Jian Jiayang, next week, go away?

Shen Ting was dumbfounded immediately, the teacher said it himself, the news would never be false.

Jian Jiayang is gone, what about her strategy mission?Is the second mission going to fail again?Shen Ting suddenly felt that the sky was about to fall.

"Jia Yang, I suddenly have a sudden urgency to urinate, please help me move the homework to the office, please." The Chinese class representative's face was suffocated, seeing Jian Jiayang walking towards him, like seeing a savior, in twos and twos He ran over at a quick pace, and spoke in a crackling manner.

Before Jian Jiayang could reply, he put the notebook in his hand, turned around and ran to the toilet.

Jian Jiayang happened to be fine, so he turned and walked to the office.

The office door was ajar, Jian Jiayang opened the door with his elbow, just about to step in, when he saw Shen Ting standing in front of Yang Hua's desk with his back turned to him.

"Teacher, is Jian Jiayang really going to leave?" Shen Ting held on to the last ray of hope, she was looking forward to hearing a negative answer from Yang Hua.

Disappointing her, Yang Hua nodded, "It's true, you two have been at the same table for so long, are you reluctant?"

It's not just reluctance, it's extremely reluctance, if Jian Jiayang leaves, what will happen to her mission?Shen Ting made a solemn face.

I didn't want her to know so early, but she didn't hide it. Jian Jiayang knocked on the door and walked into the office: "Teacher, I'll deliver the homework."

(End of this chapter)