I want to have a relationship with you

Wen Yan puppy love?

Su Jingming was slightly taken aback, thinking about it later, he felt that Wen Yan's early love is not uncommon, after all, he is excellent, and there are quite a lot of girls who like him.

Just the girls he overheard who wanted to confess to Wen Yan couldn't count on his two hands.

Wen Miao didn't notice Su Jingming's strangeness, "Brother Jingming, have you seen that girl?"

"No."

"I've seen it before." Wen Miao squinted her eyes, recalling carefully, "A thin and tall girl, she is quite suitable for her body shape."

Seeing that Wen Miao's words were logical, Su Jingming felt even more uncomfortable.Seeing that she was about to go to Wen's house, Wen Miao wanted to invite Su Jingming to sit down, but Su Jingming calmly refused.

Wen Miao raised her eyebrows, the back view of Su Jingming leaving seemed a little lonely.She suddenly raised her lips and called Song Yifei, "Song Yifei, this time I gave my life to play with you."

Just after the end of the term, Song Yifei was sitting at the desk reviewing, "Don't worry, if your brother wants to hit you, he will definitely go forward."

Wen Miao said as she went upstairs, "My brother won't be willing to beat me. Just now I told Brother Jing Ming that my brother had a puppy love. I couldn't bear it. You didn't see the disappointment on his face."

"What a disappointment he is, it makes me want to see it with my own eyes." Song Yifei smiled playfully.

"It's a bit like a puppy abandoned by the street, can you understand that?" Wen Miao found a suitable adjective to describe Su Jingming. "I'm about to enter the house, I won't tell you anymore."

Wen Miao stood at the door of the house hesitating for a while, and was about to take out the key to open the door, but the door opened from the inside.

Wen Yan was wearing simple home clothes, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "How are your grades?"

Wen Miao looked surprised, "What happened to your stomach, why did you open the door for me? Did you keep guarding the door?"

Wen Miao helped Wen Yan go in, since some time ago, Wen Yan's stomach problems have been repeated.He had this little problem before, and he didn't take good care of it.

Helping Wen Yan to the sofa, Wen Miao stood opposite him, "Look at your face, it's very scary. Fortunately, I didn't ask Brother Jing Ming to come up and sit down. Otherwise, seeing you like this, you said it would scare you to death." Or scare him to death?"

When Wen Yan heard Su Jingming's name, his fingers hanging beside him trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes: "Su Jingming sent you back?"

"Ang." Wen Miao said as she walked towards the kitchen, "Song Yifei's final exam was too bad, so he didn't help me to hold the parent-teacher meeting, brother Jing Ming please."

In a place that Wen Miao couldn't see, Wen Yan lowered his head, he suddenly remembered that Su Jingming was sitting behind him in the exam a few days ago.After the exam, he wanted to grab Su Jingming and ask him a question.

What the hell is wrong with us.

Every time he saw Su Jingming's glasses, Wen Yan couldn't say a lot.

Yeah, what happened to us.

Why suddenly become so strange.

For the first time, Wen Yan felt that he didn't know Su Jingming well enough. He obviously went after him in the first place just to get to know him.

One month is too short, not enough for him to understand what kind of world Su Jingming's heart really is.

Wen Miao came out with a cup of warm water and the medicine, she sat beside Wen Yan and watched Wen Yan take the medicine.Then he asked in a low voice: "Brother, are you..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Yan stared into Wen Miao's eyes, "Show me the test paper and report card."

"..." I'm worried about your feelings here, but you still worry about my grades?

Wen Miao dawdly took the report card and test papers that were placed in the entrance, Wen Yan frowned, and slowly read the test papers.

The siblings were silent for 10 minutes.

Wen Yan frowned, "Su Jingming didn't mention your grades?"

"Tell me, he still doesn't hide it for me." Wen Miao was a little annoyed when she thought of this, "You said he would hide it for me, wouldn't it be good?"

Wen Yan glanced at her indifferently, exactly the same as Su Jingming's eyes.

Wen Miao swallowed silently, I thought my humor could save myself.

Wen Yan suddenly had a headache, he pointed to the test paper on the coffee table, and was about to lecture Wen Miao.

"Miaomiao, sit down first and listen to me..." It was just the beginning, and the phone on the coffee table vibrated several times.

Wen Miao quietly raised her eyes and looked over, "Brother, you have WeChat."

Wen Yan said seriously: "I know, sit down first, don't run around."

Wen Miao obediently sat on the sofa far away from Wen Yan, carefully observing Wen Yan's every move.Wen Yan opened WeChat, and it was a message from someone who hadn't messaged him for nearly two months.

Salty Egg: Wen Miao's foundation should not be bad. I promised the teacher that she will return to her original level next semester.

Salty Egg: It's normal for girls at this age to be playful, and an exam doesn't mean much.

Salted Egg: Don't blame too much.

After Su Jingming returned home, he was still worried about Wen Miao's affairs, so he finally bit the bullet and sent Wen Yan these few messages.They were all serious words, but the moment Su Jingming sent the message, his heart beat faster and he couldn't suppress it at all.

After about 1 minute, a reply came from the other side.

Wen Yan: I see, thank you for helping Wen Miao attend the parent meeting.

Su Jingming pursed his lips, his eyes became very deep, his fingers stayed in mid-air, and typed a string of words.

I heard that you are in love, why don't you tell me, you are still not friends.

Su Jingming stared at this passage and didn't send it for a long time. He deleted it and continued typing.

You are in love, girl from which class.

Or delete it.

After a moment of silence, Su Jingming typed two words.

Salted Egg: All right.

For the first time, Su Jingming felt bitter and unspeakable. He had obviously let go of his defenses in front of Wen Yan, and in the end it was no different from before.

Su Jingming regretted avoiding it.

He obviously followed his feeling, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Wen Yan stared at the wechat interface for a long time, and there was no prompt for typing on the other side for a long time.

Wen Miao sat on pins and needles for a long time without getting a response from Wen Yan. She guessed that her brother must be chatting with Su Jingming!She secretly took out her mobile phone from her pocket, found Song Yifei and reported the situation to her.

It's Miaomiao: My brother is chatting with Su Jingming!

Song Yifei replied in seconds. S: Good thing!Good thing!Good thing!

Wen Miao complained about Song Yifei in her heart, and she was still typing on her hands.

It's Miaomiao: Do ​​you think brother Jingming will ask my brother about his puppy love?

S: Probably or not, as far as I know Su Jingming, he is a bad fart and a coquettish person, so he definitely won't ask.

It's Miaomiao: Do ​​you have Brother Jingming's WeChat account, or are you trying to make a fuss?

S: I haven't. I'll find someone to ask.

S: But speaking of it, don't you think it's strange that your brother likes men and still worries about such things all day long?In the future, when your parents find out that you are also involved in this matter, aren't you afraid that your parents will beat you?

It's Miao Miao: What's wrong with me happily knocking on CP, besides, it's not easy for a person like my brother to like someone, why don't you help me as a younger sister?

For the first time, Song Yifei had a different view of Wen Miao.

Wen Miao took the initiative to find Song Yifei, and she spoke very directly, asking him: "Do you know that my brother likes men?"

Song Yifei almost jumped up and slapped himself.

"Looking at you like this, you should know." Wen Miao said, "You also know that man, Su Jingming."

Song Yifei felt that having a smart younger sister was really not a good thing.

"My brother and Jing Ming haven't been in touch for a while, and he's so gloomy and scary when he comes home, did they quarrel and break up or something?"

Wen Miao's analysis was so logical that even Song Yifei couldn't help giving her a thumbs up.

"Whether the quarrel broke up or not, these little funs didn't start." Song Yifei touched his nose, "It should be a fire, just ignite it."

So the two started an unknown plan, and Song Yifei also selectively ignored the harsh words to Wen Yan at the beginning. "I'm helping you and I'm an idiot."

Song Yifei is also very happy to be this idiot, for the happiness of his good brother, so what if he is an idiot once!

I'm so damn righteous!

Wen Yan looked up and saw that Wen Miao was chatting enthusiastically with someone, he coughed slightly, and Wen Miao almost dropped the phone in his hand in fright.

"..." Wen Yan took a pen on the table, and quickly sketched out a few questions on Wen Miao's paper, "You shouldn't make mistakes in these questions. until."

Just like what Wen Miao said before, before the new year, Wen Yan shut her up at home to study and study every day, and there was only endless learning.

She felt sick when she saw mathematics, fainted when she saw physics, and couldn't read when she saw chemistry.

Wen Yan was very patient, no matter how difficult Wen Miao's topic was, he would find a way to explain it to Wen Miao slowly.Coming and going, Wen Miao understood everything she wanted to.She won't make mistakes on basic questions, and she will answer slowly when encountering esoteric questions. Although she can't achieve a [-]% correct rate, at least she is willing to do it.

Wen Yan was very satisfied with this.

On the day before New Year's Eve, Wen's father and Wen's mother also came from other places.When mentioning Wen Miao's grades, Wen Yan stood up to smooth things over, "The grades are average, but if you work hard, you can still get into the No. [-] Middle School."

Wen's father and Wen's mother believed Wen Yan's words very much, and Wen's mother patted the back of Wen Miao's hand, "You have to listen to what your brother says, if you don't know it, ask."

It's rare for Wen Miao to act like a baby with her parents. She leaned on Wen's mother's shoulder and said softly, "Mom, I know, my brother is simply a devil in this respect. Look at my dark circles. Not long after the holiday, I finished my homework, and I didn't survive well."

When Wen's mother heard this, she looked at Wen Miao carefully, there was indeed a faint bruise under the corner of her eyes.Just about to tell Wen Yan not to be too strict, Wen Yan looked at Wen Miao lightly, and Wen Miao immediately changed her words: "Mom, I really love studying, and my brother speaks better than the teachers at school."

Father Wen was playing chess with Wen Yan on the sidelines. He was too reassured about Wen Yan, but it seemed that their parents, who were on the go all the year round, were incompetent.

In the past few years, the company has become more and more busy, and I have less and less time to spend with my two children.The two children never complained, and Wen Yan also took good care of and taught his younger sister.

Father Wen paused slightly when he thought of this, "It's been a good time at school."

"Yeah." Wen Yan dropped a pawn, "It's just one place behind in the exam."

When he said this, he smiled a little, and even Mother Wen, who was talking next to him, looked over curiously.

"You have been surpassed?" Wen's mother found it very novel. Wen Yan sat firmly in the first place for so long, and it was the first time he heard of a result other than the first.

"It's that classmate who came to see my brother last time, Su Jingming." Wen Miao ate a mouthful of watermelon, "Don't look at his lifeless appearance, he is also very good at studying, he can overtake my brother."

Father Wen nodded and nodded, "I have an impression of that child. Later, I heard that he took care of you for a day during the training camp. He is a good boy. How about treating that child to a meal another day?"

Wen Yan raised his eyes slowly, and his pupils became unfathomable, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Okay."

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