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Han Jin found that since the confession was accepted, he could no longer concentrate in class.

No, not only in class, but at any time, his eyes will involuntarily follow Cheng Xi.

Cheng Xi lowered his head to read, and he peeked at him; Cheng Xi was resting between classes, and he was holding his chin with his big hand to observe; Erbajing's gaze.

Cheng Xi, how can she be so beautiful.

After two classes at noon and afternoon, Han Jin intuited that a century had passed. By the time of the second class break in the afternoon, Han Jin was lying on the desk, with his head tilted on his right arm, and his left hand on his right arm. Move the position under the desk little by little.

The two strings of beads collided with each other, making a slight low-pitched crisp sound. Han Jin reflexively wanted to withdraw his hand, but someone grabbed his wrist.

Unlike in the morning, this time it didn't hurt at all. The warmth of the wrist and the coolness of the beads were wrapped in the same big hand.

The big hand moved slowly and touched his palm, itching, and moving forward, the fingers were connected and the fingers were clasped tightly.

At the moment of being held tightly, Han Jin's whole body went numb like an electric shock, and he looked up at Cheng Xi's profile from under the desk.

He knew Cheng Xi was good-looking early on, but it seemed that he looked even better now, with a tall nose, rosy lips, plump silkworms, and full-bodied eyes. Everywhere seemed to have magical powers, and it was constantly attracting him. Send out an invitation - dear!Hurry up!

Han Jin suddenly felt his mouth dry, he swallowed, licked his dry lips, and tried a little harder, the lips that were about to subside swelled for a while.

After returning to his senses, Han Jincai looked at his tablemate again.

Cheng Xi's hands under the desk were scorching hot, hotter than ever before.But the side face looking down at the book looks indifferent, and there is no expression on the face, so strange.

Thinking of something, Han Jin sat up straight, took out a pen and paper with his right hand, scribbled a few words on it, and pushed it in front of Cheng Xi.

Cheng Xi glanced at him sideways, then looked down at the note, which read:

[You don't regret it, do you? 】

regret?The corner of Cheng Xi's mouth curled up slightly. The thing he regretted most in his life was that he didn't kiss Han Jin early in the morning.

"Dingling bell~" The sound of class started, Cheng Xi let go of her tightly clenched hands, raised her hands and stroked the soft hair on top of Han Jin's head.

The cool beading pressed down the bristling hair, and Han Jin heard Liang Yinan in the front row "Hey", and his curious eyes fell on the top of his head.

"This bead looks like..." Young Master Han has been carrying it every day recently, why is it on Cheng Xi's wrist now?

At this time, Han Jin raised his left hand to support his chin. It seemed that the long sleeves of his coat were a little uncomfortable. He pulled the cuffs down, revealing a string of black and bright beads that shone like stars in the sunlight. Light.

Liang Yinan frowned, stared at Han Jin's left wrist, rubbed her eyes, and looked at Cheng Xi's right hand that fell from Han Jin's head.

Liang Yinan: "?"

Is she wrong?Why are these bracelets exactly the same?

It was at this time that Mu Zhiyuan came in, and the teacher stood up in class in one go, and when he sat down again, Cheng Xi's naturally hanging right hand was tightly pinched by Han Jin.

Tight, very tight, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Cheng Xi looked sideways at Han Jin. He was staring straight at the direction of the podium, his upper body was slightly tilted back, and his face was full of vigilance and resistance.

The sour taste in Cheng Xi's stomach disappeared at this moment, he slightly hooked his lips, and clenched Han Jin's with his backhand.

During the break, the students buried their heads in solving the problems, and the air around them was rustling, almost full of the sound of the pen tip scratching on the paper. Speaking of which, the math performance of Class 1 of Senior Three has really improved since Mu Zhiyuan came. A qualitative leap, at least many children love to learn.

"Ding~" was the sound of a mobile phone.

The eyes of the whole class were instantly focused on the source of the sound. In a corner of the classroom, a boy was covering his phone with a book to take a sneak shot. For a moment, all eyes were on him, which made him shiver. The phone fell off the desk, making a loud noise. sound.

"Take it out." Mu Zhiyuan walked up to the boy and stretched out his hand, took the phone and looked at the screen, his brows and eyes frowned, and he said with a helpless smile:

"Knock me and classmate Han Jin's CP?"

If you listen carefully, not only does Mu Zhiyuan's voice not feel dull or embarrassed, but on the contrary, there is a kind of joy of seeing the results.

Han Jin stared at the last row of the classroom in bewilderment. Although he understood every word, what did they mean when they were combined?

He looked around and found that his classmates were holding back their smiles or covering their faces with books, and their eyes were all over him.

Thinking of something, Han Jin subconsciously looked at his deskmate.Sure enough, Cheng Xi's face was gloomy and terrifying.

There was a pain in the wrist under the desk. Han Jin frowned and almost called out on the spot. He looked at Cheng Xi with a pained look on his face.

Then, the next second, the pain in his hand subsided suddenly, and Cheng Xi pulled his hand out from under the desk and put it on the desk. His shoulders trembled slightly, and the fingers holding the pen turned white from the force.Regardless of the pain in his wrist, Han Jin picked up the pen and was about to write something on the paper. Cheng Xi approached with his head sideways, and his warm breath rushed towards the pinna:

"do not mind."

It was obviously a very cold tone, but it made Han Jin inexplicably at ease. He raised his head and looked around again, but this time, there was a vicious look in his eyes.

This trick seems to be quite effective, anyway, when he saw the students who were looking at each other, his face froze and he lowered his head.

"Okay, listen carefully in class." Mu Zhiyuan returned the mobile phone to the classmate, and when he turned to walk to the podium, he met Han Jin's eyes, with a smile on his face, as if what happened just now was just a joke.

Han Jin stared back at Mu Zhiyuan bitterly, he was startled by the sudden drop in temperature around him, turned his head to look at Cheng Xi, saw that his expression didn't change, and then let out a breath slowly.

Not aware of it at all, Cheng Xi looked at the podium with thick anger in his eyes that was cold and biting.

The next class was extremely difficult, Han Jin blushed so hard that he forcibly resisted the urge to throw something at Mu Zhiyuan's face on the spot.

Finally, when the get out of class bell rang, Mu Zhiyuan looked at Han Jin in front of all his classmates and said:

"Student Han Jin, go to my office after school."

The students who were originally suffocated because of the inter-class episode suddenly became enthusiastic.

"Wow, is the cp I knocked on going to come true?" Rong Bingbing covered her mouth and exclaimed in a low voice. Looking at Mu Zhiyuan who was blinking at her, her smile deepened, and she even covered her face shyly, screaming, "Ah Ah, Teacher Mu is so handsome, so handsome, so handsome."

Han Jin turned around and stared at Rong Bingbing's face expressionlessly, suspecting that Rong Bingbing was the culprit of the whole class's crap.

However, even if they knocked on cp, it shouldn't be him and Mu Zhiyuan, what's so good about two scumbags?

When she turned around, she happened to meet Liang Yinan's eyes in the front row. Liang Yinan didn't know what to think of, showing an embarrassed yet polite smile, glanced at Cheng Xi's direction, and turned around.

Han Jin: "?"

……

After school, Cheng Xi did not go to the tutoring center immediately, but accompanied Han Jin to the teacher's office.

Mu Zhiyuan's tone was light: "If Cheng is willing to wait, go outside the door."

Cheng Xi took a step forward to stand in front of Han Jin, "Sorry teacher, no."

What Cheng Xi said was so serious that even Mu Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Han Jin looked at Cheng Xi with emotion in his eyes, Mu Zhiyuan closed his eyes forcefully and then opened them again, as if he had changed his face. face:

"Student Cheng, I didn't want to ask about your personal affairs, but since you don't want to leave, the teacher hopes you can explain the fact that someone reported you as the third son."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Zhiyuan glanced at Han Jin, taking a full view of his shocked expression, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly and then quickly pursed into a straight line.

Han Jin didn't expect Mu Zhiyuan to use such pua methods in order to get Cheng Xi, or such a low-level method of slander.

So, without waiting for Cheng Xi to react, Han Jin stepped forward, blocked Cheng Xi behind, raised his chin and faced Mu Zhiyuan, "Spreading rumors is not something a teacher should have."

Han Jin's eyes were full of seriousness, and if he looked carefully, there was even a hint of sarcasm mixed in.

"Han Jin, do you trust Cheng Xi just like that?" Mu Zhiyuan reached out to pinch Han Jin's wrist, but before he could touch it, his wrist was just pinched by Cheng Xi, and there was a heart-rending pain from his wrist, which was very similar A feeling of bone rubbing out of place.

"Teacher, don't do anything if you have something to say." Cheng Xi's voice was deep and low, and it came to Mu Zhiyuan's ears, with a hint of threat.

Following Cheng Xi's line of sight, the injured right hand came into view. Although it was intact at this time, and it was almost impossible to see the injury without looking carefully, the heart-piercing pain not long ago still made him shudder.

"Teacher, why did you come to me? If it's okay, can we go?" Han Jin's voice was impatient, and he didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Han Jin. You will regret that you didn't listen to what I said today." After Mu Zhiyuan waved his hands tiredly and sent the two of them out of the office, he sat down on a chair and stared at the message that Mu's father had just sent on his phone with cold eyes.

Papa Mu: [Treat Han Jin better, it's up to you whether Papa's company can succeed in financing. 】

……

Han Jin and Cheng Xi were riding their bicycles on the way to the counseling center, when the cold wind whizzed past and blew violently on the exposed backs of hands, faces, and necks that were not tightly wrapped.

Han Jin didn't care about the cold, at this moment all he could think about was whether Cheng Xi would be sad because he was framed as "the third son".

At the entrance of the counseling center, Cheng Xi stopped her bicycle but did not open the door to go in. Instead, she walked to a hidden corner and waited for Han Jin to ask.

Cheng Xi leaned against the wall at the entrance of the alley, looking through the large and small buildings in front of her to the distant place reflecting the sunset.He put one hand in his pocket, the other dropped naturally, one leg stood up straight, the other slightly bent so that the shoe was flush with the wall, he raised his head slightly, his Adam's apple moved, and the deep and vicissitudes of life sounded in Han Jin's ears : "Do you have nothing to ask me?"

Han Jin was slightly stunned. He had been standing by the side without saying a word before, because Cheng Xi made him feel sad and helpless. Now when he was asked suddenly, Han Jin said without thinking, "No, but if you want to say What, I'm always there."

Cheng Xi withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Han Jin, only to realize that his pure eyes were filled with worry.

At this point, the gloom along the way suddenly dissipated completely.

Cheng Xi twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, his tone was calm but forcedly suppressed, "I'm not Xiaosan's son."

"I know that." Han Jin blinked, nodded, and looked up at Cheng Xi seriously and attentively.

Cheng Xi lowered his head and smiled, and suddenly felt that his cautiousness was quite boring.but……

Cheng Xi put her feet down, stood up straight, and opened her arms to face Han Jin.Every cell in my body is clamoring: Please!hug!hug!