Poor boy and Bai Fumei

Lu Juan was taken aback, and Lin Qiao hurriedly explained: "I... I don't mean anything else, I just, my grades are too bad, the teacher can't keep up with the lectures, and he won't tell me many times, I know you are busy, I……"

The more Lin Qiao spoke, the more flustered he became. The one, two, and three reasons he had prepared in his stomach before were useless, and his words were confused. Finally, he blurted out: "I will pay you."

There was a moment of silence, Lin Qiao knew he had said something wrong, he lowered his head and dared not look at Lu Juan, Lu Juan was expressionless, unable to see whether he was angry or not.After a while, Lin Qiao whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

Lu Juan knew what Lin Qiao meant, he wanted to help him, but he carefully maintained his ridiculous self-esteem.But now in front of life, he doesn't need any self-esteem, he doesn't have any self-esteem at all.

Seeing that Lu Juan hadn't spoken for a long time, Lin Qiao reached out and tugged at the hem of his school uniform: "Lu Juan...don't be angry."

Lu Juan took a step back, avoided Lin Qiao's hand, changed the subject and said, "Let's go eat first."

Lin Qiao felt sad, and only blamed himself for being stupid, he couldn't even speak clearly, and everything he did would be messed up.

When Lu Juan walked out of the classroom door, he looked back at Lin Qiao, his head was lowered, his forehead hair blocked his eyes and he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but Lu Juan could still feel Lin Qiao's sadness now.

Lin Qiao just wanted to help himself.What's wrong with him?It was he who thought in his heart that self-esteem was nothing, but because of this ridiculous self-esteem, he pushed away those who wanted to help him.

It was his fault, not Lin Qiao's.

Lu Juan turned back again, stretched out his hand to rub Lin Qiao's hair, and sighed: "I know what you mean, and I'm not angry, so don't think about it."

Lin Qiao raised his head, his eyes were a little red, and his voice was muffled: "Are you really not angry?"

Lu Juan shook his head: "I'm not angry, there's nothing to be angry about."

Hearing what Lu Juan said, Lin Qiao's uneasy heart settled down. He was afraid that the relationship with Lu Juan that he had just made a step forward would return to the freezing point because of his stupid words.

In the more than ten years of Lin Qiao's life, among the many classmates he had, Lu Juan was the most different one. It was Lu Juan who gave him an unprecedented sense of security, from the dark alleys to the bizarre bars.Lin Qiao wants to be friends with Lu Juan, he wants to be Lu Juan's best friend, he hopes that he is different in Lu Juan's heart, just like Lu Juan is in his heart.Lin Qiao also wanted to help Lu Juan, just like he had helped himself.

Ms. Lin once commented on her child with her friends. She said that Qiaoqiao is very good, but he is too kind. Others don’t take his bad things to heart, but they always remember his kindness and treat him well. For the share, he can use ten, one hundred percent compensation.

Lu Juan smiled and said: "Let's eat first, the cafeteria will be out of food later."

Lin Qiao stared at Lu Juan's face, making sure that he didn't see any anger or reluctance on his face before he was completely relieved.He nodded and said, "Well! Let's go eat first."