she has a baby voice

Chen Hui thought that the so-called "talk" meant talking about Ke's father's illness, but Ke Meng came up with a questioning tone: "How can you tell my father that I didn't apply for a scholarship!"

Chen Hui was stunned for a moment, and said in puzzlement, "Why can't you say it? That's the truth."

In the morning, Father Ke just casually mentioned, "Fortunately, Ke Meng has applied for a bursary this semester, so school life can be a little easier." Then she raised her head in surprise, and said honestly, "Ke Meng didn't apply for a bursary."

At that time, Father Ke's expression remained unchanged. He reached for the teacup, but found that there was no water in the pot, so he took an old magazine aside to read.Chen Hui didn't care, and took the initiative to get water for Ke's father and bring it back to burn.

If it wasn't for Chen Hui's accidental disclosure, Ke Meng really planned to hide it from her father for the rest of her life.In front of the whole class, the head teacher said the names of the students who received the bursary, it was like telling the world that Ke Meng was poor, and her life was so embarrassing that she had to rely on the bursary to survive-even though it was true.

"Of course I can't say, my dad always thought I applied for a bursary."

Now Chen Hui didn't know what to say, and after a while, she said softly: "How can you lie to him, he is your father. You dare to lie to your father, so why don't you dare to speak out...Last time The thing that math class represents is also..."

Ke Meng's face changed suddenly. She thought that she might have misjudged her image in Chen Hui's heart all along. The scars would leave marks when they fell off. Chen Hui said that it was okay and the past had passed, but she actually remembered it in her heart. Know better than anyone else.

Chen Hui's eyes were clear and bright, her clothes were not stained, exuding a clean and tidy atmosphere from the inside out, noble and holy.In contrast, Ke Meng is like mud on the ground, full of lies, just to fulfill his poor vanity.

That's right, she was the one who climbed high.The princess living in the ivory tower would ask in amazement when the peasants had nothing to cover their bodies and food, "Bread is so cheap, can they always afford it?"

Innocence can only be cultivated by the protection of the barrier of money. People living in purgatory, no matter how sincere their hearts are, will be stained with the blackness of the world.

No fairy tale ends with the princess living a happy life with the common people in the end. Things that are impossible to happen in fairy tales are even more impossible to happen in reality.

Maybe they shouldn't have been together in the first place.Chen Hui can turn over the old account once, and it will be turned over countless times in the future. It is not a question of right or wrong at all, it is a hurdle that Chen Hui cannot overcome.

Ke Meng suddenly felt tired, as if a hole had been broken in her body, her strength was exhausted, and the coldness poured in, causing her eyes to turn black.

She couldn't help taking a step back: "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Chen Hui vaguely sensed something was wrong, and stepped forward to grab Ke Meng's wrist, but Ke Meng dodged it.

"Go back wherever you came from."

Ke Meng's tone was unprecedentedly cold, and Chen Hui couldn't even smile: "Who will help you take care of Dad after I leave?"

"He is my father, not your father. It wasn't before, and it's even less likely to be in the future."

These words were so absolute that Chen Hui immediately changed her face: "...What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Ke Meng dropped this sentence lightly, stopped looking at Chen Hui, and went back to the ward.

Chen Hui took a step back, and after catching up, it was not easy to argue with Ke Meng in front of Ke's father and a group of strangers.

Only then did she feel a real sense of crisis, and the words she just said filtered through her mind, and she gradually understood what Ke Meng meant.

While sad and surprised, I couldn't help but feel a little bit of hatred, but anyone who has feelings and faces the same situation will not be so decisive and leave no room for it, unless the person who said it doesn't care.Ke Meng can throw it away whenever she wants, but she can't let it go as quickly as she does.

"This is your schoolbag, take it away." Ke Meng grabbed the backpack and stuffed it roughly into Chen Hui's arms.

Chen Hui stood there with her schoolbag in her arms, a little bit at a loss, a little sad, and a little dazed.She couldn't accept it. She was racking her brains to find topics to chat with and create an atmosphere in order to get along with the other's father the moment before, but the next moment the other party wanted to draw a line with her.

Ke Mengquan ignored the wind, lowered her head to peel the fruit, and saw Chen Hui still standing there for a long time, so she chased her away: "Why don't you leave?"

Ke Meng no longer looked like the limp and cute Ke Meng in memory, she squinted at Chen Hui and made a nasty voice.

Father Ke frowned and reprimanded her: "Why are you talking to your classmates? Chen Hui, don't stand, sit, there are benches."

Standing there, Chen Hui felt that she was a superfluous existence, and Ke Meng became tough and merciless, embarrassing her in front of so many people.She thought she had done nothing wrong, and she was unhappy in her heart, so she lowered her face, turned around and left with her schoolbag in her arms.

Father Ke only thought that there was a conflict between their friends and wanted to make the two of them reconcile, so he said to Ke Meng, "You go and send it off."

Ke Meng didn't hear it, her mind was full of Chen Hui's unhesitating figure when she left, but she became angry when she achieved her goal, and kicked the bench: "Good job! Let her go!"

Ke Meng stayed in bed again that night, and woke up before dawn with two dark circles under her eyes the next day.

She took care of her father as she did the day before, but her expression never relaxed, as if she was wary of something or someone that was coming.

Until the last day of National Day, Chen Hui never came to the hospital again.

That's it, it seems to be tacit consent.She should be happy, shouldn't she?

Ke Meng went to the bathroom to wash her face, and sneered at the mirror, but found that smile was uglier than crying.

Classes started on October [-]th. On that day, the teachers of various subjects held a stack of papers to announce the results of the monthly exam in September. The class teacher acted vigorously and used the rest time before the evening self-study to arrange for the students to re-select their seats.

Ke Meng's math score is still half-dead, but her total score has improved a lot compared to last month, and her ranking has also improved, squeezing into the top five in the class.

In this way, her chances of choosing a seat are much greater, but the one who has the most choice is Chen Hui, the class leader who has been ranked first for thousands of years.

They stood in a row outside the classroom. No.5 and No.1 were very close. Before entering, Chen Hui looked back at Ke Meng. see.

Chen Hui was sitting in the first row near the aisle. Ke Meng passed by the first row without stopping, when someone grabbed her wrist suddenly.

You can guess who it is without looking back.

Ke Meng struggled hard, but did not break free.

Chen Hui's voice was low, but the strength in her hands was unambiguous: "I was locked up at home by my mother on the [-]th day, and I was not released until today."

After they broke up on the [-]rd, Chen Hui turned off the phone in a fit of anger and didn't eat, and played movies in the home theater. It was really pure "playing".Although Chen Hui failed to pay for Ke Meng at the hospital the day before, she had recharged tens of thousands of yuan in her Alipay account, and then forgot to return it.

The bank|bank|card bound to Alipay belonged to Chen Hui's mother, and Chen Hui's mother received the SMS notification immediately.The amount of money is not much to them, but to Chen Hui it seems incredible to spend so much in one go.

My daughter is too worry-free, she is almost not interested in any entertainment except for studying and fishing, and only when she goes shopping with her mother will she be forced into a few new clothes in the closet. For Chen Hui like this, what can force her Tens of thousands of dollars in tone?

Chen Hui's mother turned down part of the work and rushed home early.Chen Hui never hid anything from her parents, and this time she told the truth. Her mother's face became more serious after hearing this, but she didn't go into it further.Chen Hui was still relieved at the time, but she was put under house arrest the next day, and her mother didn't go to work, and had been watching her at home for four days.

The inside story is very long, and it is inconvenient to talk about it in the classroom, and the time does not allow it. Chen Hui can only summarize it succinctly.

She thought Ke Meng would understand, but Ke Meng didn't think so.Chen Hui's mother is a great musician, how can she spend so much time with Chen Hui?What's more, the reason for house arrest is so unreasonable.Chen Hui fooled her, even finding a reason so perfunctory.

Ke Meng looked at her expressionlessly: "Well, so what does it matter to me?"

Chen Hui took the initiative to show her kindness by handing out an olive branch, and she didn't expect to ease the relationship between the two of them immediately, but at least they should stop confronting each other like an enemy. Ke Meng's reaction was completely beyond Chen Hui's expectations.

Chen Hui pursed her lips tightly, it was not her fault, it was her limit to be able to tolerate it to such an extent, she couldn't do it if she wanted her to be as cheap as a bone.

No matter how gentle a person is, he will rebel even if he is slapped in the face again and again.

They delayed for too long, the head teacher had already noticed, stretched his neck and shouted to them: "Hurry up and choose, the students behind are still waiting!"

Chen Hui let go of her hand, and Ke Meng sat in the first row at the other end of the classroom without looking back—far enough away from Chen Hui's seat.

A few minutes before the evening self-study, the students were very fresh about the new tablemate, and occasionally chatted a few words to get acquainted with each other. The classroom was a bit noisy, and it seemed that buzzing discussions could be heard in the corner. Hui's area was a bit too quiet.

The conscientious monitor, it was rare that she didn't stand up for the first time today to maintain classroom discipline. She sat alone in the first row, and the seat next to her was empty.

The class monitor's position at the same table is naturally a favorite in everyone's eyes. People who wanted to be at the same table with Chen Hui came one after another, but everyone was rejected.Naturally, the good seats in the first row couldn’t be left empty. The head teacher called Chen Hui out alone, and then a few students who had good grades but sat in the back of the classroom were also called out. Ke Meng didn’t know what they said. When they came back, Chen Hui's deskmate was still empty.

Ke Meng's gaze fell on Chen Hui's face over many obstacles. The distance was too far, and he could only see a side face, but couldn't see the expression clearly.The textbook was opened and spread out on the table, and it was still the same page after a long time.

Unexpectedly, the conversation about what kind of request she wanted to make before the monthly exam popped up in Ke Meng's mind. She said that she wanted to sit with Chen Hui, and she could only see each other out of the corner of her eyes.

For a while, I had mixed feelings in my heart, and the taste was complicated and difficult to distinguish.