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In the end, Tang Ruan stood aside in embarrassment, watching Pei Qihe explain the Fa to the students while writing on the blackboard, his thoughts were clear and easy to understand.

After the lecture, the teacher took the lead in applauding: "As expected of Pei Qihe, after class, I came to the office, and your class teacher seems to want to talk about the competition."

A classmate asked with a "wow": "Is there a chance for a walk in the competition?"

The math teacher was very proud: "Of course, Pei Qihe must be capable, maybe by this time next year he will..."

Pei Qihe interrupted him helplessly: "Teacher, you think highly of me."

Tang Ruan dejectedly followed Pei Qihe back to his seat. What the math teacher said just now made him feel cold.

If Pei Qihe really walked him straight away, wouldn't it be a countdown to the time he spends with him from now on? !

Thinking of this, Tang Ruan was startled. She wished she could take out her mobile phone under the teacher's nose and immediately add Pei Qihe back.

Anyway, Pei Qihe is not with Deng Sijia, so I want to compete fairly with Deng Sijia!

Tang Ruan regained her energy, straightened her back and stared at the blackboard with piercing eyes, so she had to bring up the grades first.

After class, he was supplementing the knowledge points taught by the teacher. The head teacher knocked on the door, and the bustling noise instantly quieted down.

"Tang Ruan, come to the office."

Tang Ruan froze for a moment, his lips parted a little bit in a daze, not knowing what he had done again.

When passing through the corridor, a girl with a particularly good temperament walked towards him, Tang Ruan took a second look.

Someone nearby greeted the girl: "Sijia, why are you on the fourth floor?"

They had already passed by, but Tang Ruan turned her head quickly when she heard the familiar name, and saw the girl smiling with slightly curved eyes, gentle and quiet, she seemed to be an independent existence in the noisy class.

He took a few steps back and overheard Deng Sijia saying: "Come to find Pei Qihe, I want to ask him what competition he is participating in, I'll go with him."

Tang Ruan pursed her lips and clenched her fists secretly.

In winter, the air conditioner was turned on indoors. Tang Ruan stood outside the office door and quickly knocked on the door. After pushing it away, he went straight to the head teacher.

The head teacher pointed to the list and said, "This test paper exchange activity..."

Just halfway through speaking, there was another knock on the office door. Tang Ruan and the teacher looked over together and saw Pei Qihe with an expressionless face.

When Tang Ruan saw Pei Qihe's serious face now, he thought of the sentence on the podium, is this really a person?

Pei Qihe came over and stood beside him and asked, "Teacher, what do you need from me?"

The teacher in charge nodded and said, "Talk to Tang Ruan first." Then he continued with what he said just now: "The response from the whole grade is very good. Many students have checked each other's papers and handed them in. You are the only one who doesn't exchange and doesn't do it, right? ?”

Tang Ruan never expected that the teacher in charge would criticize him in front of Pei Qihe. For a while, he didn't know whether to explain to Pei Qihe that he was not such a person who didn't like studying, or to explain to the teacher that he had already given a good paper.

He stammered and replied: "No..." He lowered his head without any confidence, twiddled his fingers and said, "I...no one will change with me."

The head teacher frowned and said: "The head teacher said that if there is no exchange, you can come to the teacher, right?"

Tang Ruan's eyes were red with grievance: "When I came, the office was closed."

The teacher in charge sighed and waved his hand to let him go back to the classroom: "I will not make an example."

Tang Ruan bent down to bow to the teacher, and closed her eyes tightly to prevent tears from falling.Humiliated again and again in front of the person he likes, he has long since lost the qualification to compete with his rival, and was scolded by the teacher. He couldn't help it, and said with a sob: "Thank you teacher."

When he straightened up, he felt Pei Qihe staring at him.

Pei Qihe's heart twitched when he heard Tang Ruan said that there was no exchange, and he remembered that Tang Ruan had told him about it very coyly last Friday, but at that time he was only focused on rushing to the hospital.

Although he wanted to take the opportunity to alienate the relationship, but when he did it by mistake, for the first time, Pei Qihe felt the reluctance and nostalgia so strong that he couldn't get rid of it.

I want to slap myself hard.

He was just about to intercede for Tang Ruan, but the teacher turned his gaze away, with a bright smile on his lips: "Sijia, come talk to Pei Qihe about the competition?"

Pei Qihe felt that the people around him froze, like a frozen stone, which seemed out of place in the warm air-conditioned room.

Tang Ruan saw the teacher's obvious change of attitude and the extremely intimate address, and his heart hurt like a needle.

Deng Sijia walked towards them, and said to Pei Qihe generously, "I went to your classroom to look for you just now, but I didn't see anyone, so I came here."

Pei Qihe's attention was all on Tang Ruan, and he responded casually: "Isn't it more convenient to send messages?"

Tang Ruan listened to their chat silently, her sense of existence was really low, did Deng Sijia not see herself at all?

The seat in front of the teacher was blocked by three people, and he couldn't get through even trying to get a glass of water, so he said, "Tang Ruan, what are you doing in a daze if you don't go back to the classroom?"

Tang Ruan trembled as if getting an electric shock, and hurriedly half-bent to leave, forgetting that he couldn't see it.

As soon as he opened the door, he was blown by the cold wind and closed his eyes, but felt someone coming behind him with surging heat.

Pei Qihe came out with him.

Tang Ruan lost his temper when he thought of Pei Qihe being escorted, his voice trembled from the cold: "Didn't they have something to tell you?"

Pei Qihe replied flatly: "Why do I have to discuss my affairs with them." He had never done this before, so he needed some psychological preparation, and said with a deep breath, "I'm here to say sorry to you."

Tang Ruan stopped in her tracks and looked up at Pei Qihe in disbelief.

Pei Qihe looked at the corners of the eyes and nose that were red from freezing or crying, his heart was gradually filled with a soft and warm feeling, and he really wanted to put his hands on Tang Ruan's face to warm him up.

"I didn't consider your feelings last Friday, I'm sorry. I can help you explain the paper to the teacher."

Tang Ruan's heart was astringent, she pouted slightly and said nothing.Feelings Pei Qihe always felt that it was because of the paper that he was unhappy, didn't he consider Deng Sijia's existence at all?

He wanted to remind Pei Qihe: "Didn't Deng Sijia come to see you?"

Pei Qihe changed his expression and asked, "Do you know her?"

Tang Ruan frowned, he cared so much about Deng Sijia, wouldn't it be okay if I knew it?But he didn't dare to say that, and said sourly: "Yes, Deng Sijia is good-looking and studies so well, I know it even if I don't know her, and there are so many people who like her."

The gentle softness in Pei Qihe's heart disappeared instantly: "So you really want to know her?"

Tang Ruanxin said that it was true, and wanted to see what kind of person was able to have an affair with you for so many years, and also wanted to take the opportunity to spy on Deng Sijia's character. Answer: "Yes."

Hearing Tang Ruan's confession, Pei Qihe's heart turned cold, and he continued to ask, "How do you know her?"

Tang Ruan hesitated for a long time but couldn't come up with a proper reason, but his tangled look was no different from Ling Chi in Pei Qihe's eyes.

"I know from your scandal with her."

Pei Qihe's heart was completely cold.

For the first time, he knew that he could have such a lost side.

The author has something to say: It’s been a few days since I wrote a piece of sweet flirtation/love, and it’s always delayed until the next chapter. I don’t know if the next chapter can be published qaq