Why hasn't he confessed

why?

Xie Wenxing erected the textbook, seemingly concentrating on it, but in fact he was distracted.

Since seeing that Xu Huai'an was not wearing those sneakers in the morning, Xie Wenxing was very confused.

Why doesn't he wear it?Don't you like it?

However, Xie Wenxing went to his dormitory once before and saw that most of his shoes were sneakers, which means he probably likes them.

The gift was sent out, and Xu Huai'an accepted it. Xie Wenxing should be happy. He was indeed happy all night. Even in his dream last night, it was Xu Huai'an. Xie Wenxing kept coming up to him and asking, "Are you happy?" Like it? Do you like it?".

It made Xie Wenxing distracted all the time. After reading in the morning, he went to eat breakfast and almost stuck the soy milk straw into his nostrils.

Song Xian choked when he saw this, he covered his nose, "Xing Xing, take it easy."

Xie Wenxing was out of his mind and didn't notice Song Xian's predicament at all. He touched his white chin with his pink nails and asked, "If a person gave you a gift, this gift is very suitable for you, but you have never used it. Is this a gift?" Why?"

"what?"

Song Xian looked up at the sky, "Why?"

Why does he think this plot sounds familiar?

Xie Wenxing sucked up the soymilk in one breath, and said in a low voice, "That's right, I'm asking you."

Song Xian was bluffing, "How would I know? Maybe it's to save face for the gift giver, but I don't really like it very much."

There is a certain possibility of this, but there is a prerequisite, that is, to know who the gift giver is.

Xie Wenxing: "Then what if he doesn't know who gave the gift?"

Song Xian: "Then it's easier to guess. You don't know how to use things with unknown origins, right?"

Unknown?

Xie Wenxing: ...

Heartbroken.

However, Song Xian reminded him that if Xu Huaian didn't know when he gave the gift, wouldn't Xie Wenxing's plan of apologizing and letting nature take its course to be friends with him come to naught?

The time for class is approaching, Xie Wenxing has no time to worry about it, so he has to keep this thought in his heart for the time being.

Although the homework of the second year of high school is not as heavy as that of the third year of high school, it is not easy.

Especially for Xie Wenxing who has a poor foundation.

It will take him a lot of time to finish the homework, and the correct rate cannot be guaranteed.

When facing a topic again and thinking about it for 15 minutes without any ideas, Xie Wenxing lay down on his arm discouraged.

Or find a tutor.

Then the question couldn't help but come back again.

Does he like it or not?

The class time always passed quickly. When school was over in the evening, when I came out of the cafeteria, I saw a newly opened Internet celebrity milk tea shop.

Song Yuan excitedly went to line up. Xie Wenxing had no idea at first, but hesitated for a while, "Two cups of taro milk, one cup with half sugar, and one cup without sugar."

Song Xian was pleasantly surprised, "Ah, Xingxing, how do you know that I just want to drink this."

At this moment, Xie Wenxing seemed to think of Song Xian, "...Huh? This is not for you to drink."

Song Yuan: ...? ? ?

He looked at Xie Wenxing, "Are we still friends?" in his eyes.

However, no matter how good his eyes were, Xie Wenxing saw a figure passing by in the distance, and didn't notice Song Xian at all.

What is he doing there?

Xie Wenxing left a sentence: "You go back to the classroom first, don't wait for me."

Song Xian was left on the spot with a dazed look on her face.

There is a problem, there must be a problem.

At this time, Xie Wenxing was following a boy at a distance not too close.

This school is very big. Xie Wenxing had just arrived, and he was not very familiar with it except for a few places where he attended classes. He watched Xu Huaian walk to a corner, and when he walked over, there was only a waist-high bush in front of him.

"Where is the person? Why is it missing?"

Xie Wenxing looked around, there was no one else besides him.

When Xie Wenxing was struggling, he couldn't help biting his lip.

Now he is doing it again, his lips are watery, and there are a few teeth marks, all of which were bitten out by himself.

Xie Wenxing was dejected, so annoyed that he scratched his hair like a bird's nest.

Then he turned and crashed into a wall of warm flesh.

"Ah! I remember that there is no wall here."

Xie Wenxing looked up, and then he froze.

The face haunted by dreams in the dream is close at hand. Looking at it from a close distance, his eyes are narrow and long, with slightly drooping eyelids. He is lazy and at the same time has a kind of cold alienation.

Xie Wenxing's eyelids slowly widened, his mouth opened slightly, and he exclaimed, "Why are you here?"

Xu Huaian raised his eyebrows lightly, "I should be asking you this, why are you following me?"

Xie Wenxing's head felt dizzy as if he had been hit with a heavy hammer.

He got it!

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It's a little bit of a text, I will try to write as long as possible tomorrow, and then I will write according to the outline.

It's useless to think too much! !