Zheng Zeyuan hesitated for a moment, but still did not reject Lin Wan's kindness, raised his head and smiled gratefully: "Thank you then."

"Small things." Lin Wan was very straightforward most of the time, and didn't care too much.

She went out of school to a nearby rice noodle shop, and when she was waiting for the rice noodle break, she wanted to harass Wen Yimu out of boredom.

"elder sister."

"Sister, please take care of me."

"Sister, don't you miss me?"

……

After posting several messages in a row, I received Wen Yimu's helpless reply: "Go to school well, don't want to fall in love all day long."

Lin Wan acted like a baby: "It's lunch break, sister."

WYM: "Then you can memorize words, hurry up."

Lin Wan pursed her lips, her sister was just talking about studying, it was so boring.

Just like my deskmate, I didn't even bother to eat lunch just to work hard.

"Okay, okay." It seems that Wen Yimu won't chat with her anymore, Lin Wan can only give up chatting resentfully, but still can't help asking for credit, "Then can my sister play with me when I get home from school?"

WYM: "Yes."

Before Lin Wan could get excited, she added another sentence: "It can't exceed half an hour."

Lin Wan was discouraged all of a sudden, what? It's only half an hour a day, and a few casual chats are not enough. Is there such a thing as falling in love?

Seeming to see through her mind, Wen Yimu sent another message: "I can play with you for half a day on weekends, and study hard at other times."

Lin Wan pouted, and calculated the time, one and a half hours a day, two and a half hours in five days, and four hours in a half day on weekends, so calculated, we can only spend less than seven hours a week together.

This is too little!

And only once a week?What kind of suffering is this?

Lin Wan felt grief and indignation at how she was treated, and suddenly felt that the rice noodles were not so tasty anymore.

She wanted to argue with Wen Yimu, but she knew it was not the time, so she could only hang her head and eat the fragrant rice noodles bit by bit, but felt that the food was tasteless.

After eating the rice noodles, she took heavy steps and packed a portion for Zheng Zeyuan, feeling depressed all the way.

Is this the miserable life of a senior high school student, woo woo woo.

Back in the classroom, the class was empty and there were not many people. Most of the people went home or went to the dormitory for lunch break, and very few stayed in the classroom to study.

Lin Wan was too lazy to go home and didn't have a dormitory, so she usually lay on the table for a while, playing with her mobile phone or reading novels.

I used to be able to chat with the little sisters at the same table, but now the same table is busy brushing up questions.

Lin Wan glanced at it, very good, during the time she had a meal, Zheng Zeyuan had already finished writing the whole math test paper and was correcting the answers.

Accuracy looks good.

Lin Wan handed over the packing box in his hand, and said in a slightly teasing tone, "It's time for lunch, college bully."

Zheng Zeyuan raised his head as if waking up from a dream, took the packing box, and waved his hands in embarrassment: "I'm not considered a top student, I still have to work hard to get into Z University."

"By the way, how much is this rice noodle?" Zheng Zeyuan opened the packing box, and what caught his eye was rice noodles full of meat and vegetables. It was fragrant and attractive, and looked very expensive at first glance.

Although he was not short of pocket money, he couldn't accept more than fifty for a meal.

Lin Wan reported a number casually, and seeing Zheng Zeyuan's jaw drop in shock, couldn't help laughing out loud: "You're kidding, I have a membership card with a high price tag, but it's actually as long as it doesn't cost much."

She said a new figure, this time within Zheng Zeyuan's ideal price.

Zheng Zeyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and asked her: "Add a WeChat, I will forward you?"

Lin Wan happened to click on an episode of TV series, didn't bother to switch the interface, waved his hand and said, "Remember, just invite me next time."

Indescribably free and easy.

Zheng Zeyuan nodded, didn't say anything, quietly stared at Zi Maofa at the same table for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

This little princess of the Lin family who is not easy to mess with seems to be quite easy to get along with.

After the lunch break, Lin Wan went to the afternoon class step by step. As soon as the get out of class bell rang, she packed her schoolbag and planned to go home.

Glancing at it, the deskmate was doing homework there, and he was writing very fast, with no intention of going back at all.

The classroom was more than half empty in a blink of an eye, Lin Wan poked Zheng Zeyuan and asked him, "Aren't you going home?"

Zheng Zeyuan scratched his head and explained: "It is more convenient to go back to the cram school after finishing homework in the classroom."

"Then you won't eat dinner?" Lin Wan's attention was still focused on eating.

"Go back to eat at night, I ate late at noon, and I'm not hungry now." Zheng Zeyuan said while looking at the paper in his hand against the clock, as if he was in a hurry.

"Okay, then I won't bother you, bye." Lin Wan simply pushed the chair into the desk, waved her hand, and flicked her purple high ponytail lightly, "Oh, by the way, if you come early, I can lend you my math homework." copy."

There was no room for negotiation. She jumped out of the classroom after she finished speaking, leaving only a little sweet scent of strawberries in the air.

Zheng Zeyuan watched the girl's back disappear into the corner of the corridor, feeling a little lonely for some reason.

In the empty classroom, he was the only one writing vigorously, no matter how close the two people were, they still belonged to two worlds.

He sighed softly, shook his head, and forced himself to forget all these things, and focus on himself.

After all, every minute and every second cannot be wasted.

When Lin Wan returned home, the first thing he saw was the table full of food.

Aunt Zhang greeted her from the kitchen, and asked her with a smile: "It's changed, how does it feel to go to school?"

Lin Wan thought for a while, and wrote lightly: "That's it, what else can I do when I go to class and do my homework."

She sat down on the chair, facing the dazzling array of beautiful things on the table, for some reason, she suddenly felt a little tired.

Compared with the relaxed vacation, going to school is like tightening a string on the body, which is indescribably exhausting.

Aunt Zhang served her a bowl of soup, and said in a distressed tone, "Drink the soup first, I'm hungry and thin at school."

Lin Wan laughed loudly: "How can this be, I can eat well."

"That's not as good as the ones made at home." Aunt Zhang said irresolutely, "Why don't I cook some dishes next time and ask the driver to deliver them to you."

Lin Wan lowered his head and picked up the spoon to drink the soup, vaguely saying, "Then I can't finish it by myself."

"I can't finish it and give it to my classmates." Aunt Zhang said, once her conclusion was drawn, no one could refute it.

"Okay." Lin Wan didn't have much opinion. After all, Aunt Zhang's cooking was really delicious, and she never got tired of eating it. As for sharing it with her classmates... her new deskmate must be very happy.

After dinner, she went upstairs to do her homework, and just after writing two multiple-choice questions, she couldn't help poking Wen Yimu: "Sister, can you chat with me?"

WYM: "Have you finished your homework?"

Lin Wan rested her cheeks, really annoyed, and typed sullenly: "No. But I miss you."

WYM: "Do your homework first, good boy."

With the expected reply, Lin Wan turned off his mobile phone, pushed the pen aside, and sulked while lying on the table alone.

It's been a whole day, and every time she wants to say something, Wen Yimu always pushes back and forth.

It's a relationship, not a class teacher, so why do you have to keep studying?

I know that Wen Yimu loves to study, but is he really so unwilling to talk to her?

Lin Wan suddenly felt an indescribable sense of frustration, as if the affection during the holidays was all fake, and she was actually a child in Wen Yimu's eyes.

She doesn't see herself as a lover at all, but as a responsible child.

Is that why he took off his clothes and got into her bed without any hesitation?

Lin Wan felt a little unspeakable grievance, and didn't know how to vent it, so she just lay down on the table sullenly and wrote the topic.

Anyway, sooner or later, I have to write, since Wen Yimu likes to let her learn so much, he might as well learn as much as he can.

I don't know if it was because of anger, but Lin Wan felt that she wrote the questions faster than usual. After finishing today's homework, it was only after eight o'clock.

She took a look, Wen Yimu didn't send her a message, it seemed that he was waiting for Lin Wan to finish her homework and find her by herself.

For some reason, Lin Wan suddenly didn't want to go to Wen Yimu anymore.

I want to hug and kiss my sister, but I don't want to hear her keep urging me to study.

Lin Wan knows that she doesn't like learning, but... Isn't this human nature? Even the author likes readers to hug and hug instead of urging them to type.

But if he didn't look for Wen Yimu, the night he had been looking forward to for so long seemed to suddenly become dull, no matter what he did, he couldn't arouse his interest.

She missed Wen Yimu, especially after studying all day, she missed her even more.

The inside of the school and the outside of the school are two completely different worlds. Wen Yimu's temptation to her has only increased since the start of school.

Lin Wan tossed and turned on the bed, tangled and hesitant, and finally decided to lie down for a while, to see if Wen Yimu would take the initiative to send her a message.

When I woke up, it was fine, there was no new news.

Lin Wan was almost pissed off.

She ignored herself, and she ignored her, hum!

The little girl's decision was so resolute, saying that she would ignore Wen Yimu, Lin Wan simply opened an episode of TV series and watched, forcing herself to indulge in the plot and forget her desire to chat with Wen Yimu.

Anyway... Anyway, even if she was looking for her, Wen Yimu wouldn't say anything nice.

How boring.

Lin Wanru comforted herself like this, and waited until eleven o'clock to turn off the TV series and climbed into bed to go to sleep, but Wen Yimu still didn't urge her to do anything.

It's like punching cotton.

Lin Wan felt an indescribable sense of frustration, as if only she was thinking about it, but the other party was indifferent.

It's a little uncomfortable.

But these words were not clear on the Internet, and she had no way to accuse Wen Yimu of anything, so she was in a daze for a while, sent her good night, and then turned off the phone and went to sleep.

I felt a little sour in my heart, as if I had eaten a large slice of lemon, but the sourness was quickly diluted by the ensuing classes and exercises.

The days after school started were repeated and regular, and the week and month became units of measurement. Lin Wan was in a trance, and it was the weekend in a blink of an eye.

It's only been three days since school started, but it feels like a lifetime away.

And in the past few days, Lin Wan was angry and didn't have more communication with Wen Yimu, and Wen Yimu didn't realize it, and just simply sent a good morning and good night.

They haven't seen each other for several days.

Lin Wan was suddenly a little nervous, the weekend was here, which meant that she would see Wen Yimu.

Don't know what to say.

The author has something to say: Let us look forward to the little couple quarreling again

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