I wish good times to be good times

Ye Liangchen has been holding tightly to a chrysanthemum flower that he just shoved just now, and has been hiding behind his back, refusing to take it out, for fear of being scolded by the staff after seeing it.

On the way back, Ye Liangchen bent down to meet his deep eyes, took out the chrysanthemum flower and put it in front of Mu Jiajin, saying: "Ah Jin, I remember that when you were young, you always said that you couldn't get tired of smelling the fragrance of chrysanthemum flower, because It is a symbol of endless life, even if it is just a fake flower now, I think you will still like it, it matches the color of your clothes today!"

Mu Jiajin said, "Of course!"

Of course, who gave this flower to you? Of course, you once said that you are still here without parents. Of course, you once said that this is a symbol of life, let me live.

Mu Jiajin reached out and grabbed Ye Liangchen's collar, and said, "Come here, Xiaochen, you have something on you."

Ye Liangchen straightened up first, and searched on his body for a long time, but he couldn't find it. He lowered his body, sat directly in front of Mu Jiajin, with his back turned to him, slightly surveyed half of his face and said, "Ah Jin, you Help me take it off!" Let Mu Jiajin pat off the things on his body, his eyes are full of tenderness, as if melting into the sea of ​​stars.

Mu Jiajin frowned slightly, and took the photo seriously for a long time, but nothing seemed to fall down. Ye Liangchen asked, "Is there something on it?"

Mu Jiajin said coldly, eyes full of jealousy, "There shouldn't be...fingerprints!"

Hearing this, Ye Liangchen's smile deepened, and he finally realized that Liu Rui had helped him brush the leaves.

Ye Liangchen supported the sides of the wheelchair with his hands, and brought his lips close to Mu Jiajin's ears. The warm breath followed Ye Liangchen's voice against Mu Jiajin's ears, surrounded Mu Jiajin, and said: "Ah Jin, today | Are you jealous? So you are a jealous jar!"

Mu Jiajin didn't choose to answer, but a blush instantly appeared on his fair and tender face, which was very cute and charming.

The next day, when Ye Liangchen and Mu Jiajin came to the door of the classroom, they could only hear the head teacher shouting in a foul voice: "Ye Liangchen!!!———" It was as if the whole teaching building was shaking, the sound was so deafening .

Ye Liangchen panicked when he heard it, and slurred his speech to Mu Jiajin: "Ajin, I... I won't accompany you in for now, oh, yes, remember to ask me for a leave!"

When he finished speaking and was about to run away, the head teacher stood behind him at some point, and Mu Jiajin whispered behind him: "Xiaochen... Xiaochen..." But under the eyes of the head teacher, he could only show weakness, and the head teacher had a look on his face. Smiling, but even scarier than blowing hair: "Student Xiaochen, since you're here, why don't you go to the classroom for a lesson, where are you going in such a hurry?"

After hearing this, Ye Liangchen turned around tremblingly like a machine, even more dull than a robot, with sweat dripping from his forehead, he stretched out a small hand that had no place to rest, and said with a cunning but polite smile: " Good morning, teacher... good morning!" He was trying to force a smile on his face, but he had to say that he had never seen him smile like this before, and it should be said that it was uglier than crying.

The head teacher stuffed a helmet into Ye Liangchen's arms, patted him on the shoulder, and said firmly, "Do it well!!"

Ye Liangchen was a little dazed at the time, with a questioning arc drawn from the corner of his mouth, he frowned and said, "Huh?"

The homeroom teacher chuckled, and leisurely explained how the staff called her to complain last night.

Last night, when Ye Liangchen and Mu Jiajin left, the staff members were paralyzed on the ground, looking up at the sky, staff A said: "This Ye Liangchen student doesn't look like he would make things difficult for others, no matter what. I thought that there would be so many picks and picks for a stage, and we also participated in many international stage layouts, and I didn't see so many demands from others, but it was Ye Liangchen, what a mess. The stage setting!"

After speaking, he threw the notebook on the ground vigorously.

Staff member B said: "I wouldn't believe it if he didn't spend a hundred thousand and eighty thousand in these designs. With the few thousand that their school gave, how could he create a stage as he wished?"