The whole school thought I was pretending to be O

The more Song Mian gets angry, the more Tang Lingmei feels sorry for Chu Tao.

The anxiety and irritability stirred up by Tang Lingmei during this period of time more or less vented her emotions on Chu Tao.

But the fact is that instead of dropping, Chu Tao's performance has risen.

Perhaps it was really because the make-up teacher at that time was not good, and the focus of the lecture was a bit off, which misled Chu Tao.

Song Mian intentionally showed his favor, brought a plate of fruit, knocked on Chu Tao's door at night, and said softly, "Tao Tao, eat some fruit, mom will change your bed sheet."

As a parent, it is not so easy to compromise, and she can't hold back her face.

It's nothing more than sending some food, chatting for a few days, and even apologizing.

Song Mian has been doing this for so many years, and she believes that Chu Tao also understands.

Chu Tao suddenly stood up from his chair, and his reaction was a little fierce: "No need!"

Song Mian froze for a moment, it was the first time she encountered a situation where a child was not given a step, and the scene was awkward.

Chu Tao's eyes trembled slightly, and he stumbled and said, "I mean you don't need to change the sheets, it's only been used for a week."

Song Mian originally wanted to take the opportunity of changing the sheets and quilts to chat with Chu Tao more, if he could untie his knot, it would be best not to let Chu Tao reject her so much.

But Chu Tao's obvious refusal was obviously not giving her a chance.

Song Mian pursed her lips and froze in place: "You"

Chu Tao scratched his hair in embarrassment, he understood what the fuck meant, if it was placed at any time, he would follow the trend, but now the box of chocolates is still stuffed under the pillow, and he will be found if he changes the bed sheet and quilt cover.

"Let me eat some fruit, thank you Mom."

Chu Tao took the plate of apples, inserted a piece with a toothpick, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Song Mian's face softened slightly: "Then it's the weekend, you pack your schoolbag, I'll brush it for you, and your school uniform, throw it into the washing machine later."

Chu Tao breathed a sigh of relief, put the plate on the table, quickly emptied the schoolbag, and handed it to Song Mian.

Song Mian didn't expect him to move so fast, and before he could say a word, Chu Tao had already finished.

Is that why you don't want to get along with her?

Song Mian took the schoolbag, hesitated, and didn't think of any excuse to stay for a while.

Chu Tao said, "Mom, I'm going out tomorrow."

"What are you going to do?" Song Mian subconsciously asked.

Chu Tao was silent for a moment, Song Mian's eyes gradually became lost.

Sure enough, it's a secret again, Chu Tao has too many secrets now, he doesn't want to say anything, let alone share it with his family.

But by the time Song Mian discovered this, it was already too late.

Chu Tao still said, "Go find a classmate."

Saying is equivalent to not saying.

Unwilling, Song Mian tentatively asked, "Is it Tao Song?"

Chu Tao shook his head.

In fact, if he said yes, and asked Tao Song to help him lie, the matter would be easily resolved, but he still didn't want to lie.

"Oh." Song Mian said softly.

Unavoidably, Chu Tao had new friends in the new class, and even met less with Tao Song, who grew up with him.

"Thank you, Mom." Fortunately, he didn't continue to ask who it was.

"no need thank me?"

"fruit."

Early on Saturday morning, Chu Tao was afraid that Song Mian would come in to change the sheets after he left, so he took out two chocolates and stuffed them into his pocket, and then hid the box in the innermost part of the bookcase.

Song Mian was not willing to sell his textbooks from childhood to adulthood, and they have been piled up in the bookcase for so many years.