Teacher, she snatched my milk tea!

Twelve forty.

Wen Xinyan sat in the reading room, looking at the beautiful figure in front of her.

In this world, everyone is an independent whole. Sometimes, unless the law stipulates otherwise, one person does not have any obligations or responsibilities to another person.

Habits are established by convention, but they can be changed at any time.

The afternoon sun shines on people, making people want to sleep a little bit.

Wen Xinyan took out the physics problem she brought, glanced at the person in front of her again, and began to look down at the book.

It is not difficult to find Ji Xiran's whereabouts. As a beautiful girl who attracts a lot of attention, Ji Xiran is the focus of attention wherever he goes.

The day after she failed to find her as agreed, she learned of Ji Xiran's whereabouts from someone else.

It's easy to get sleepy while reading in the afternoon, Ji Xiran rubbed his eyes, feeling his upper and lower eyelids start to fight.

No, no, the task I set for myself today has not been completed, so I can't fall asleep.

She tried her best not to fall, and when she couldn't hold it anymore, she stood up and planned to go outside to wash her face and blow some air.

Just turned around, looked up and met a pair of clear eyes.

Seeing her, Ji Xiran was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded politely to her.

With a stab in her heart, Wen Xinyan also nodded indifferently to her.

In high school, it was not taboo to fall in love between boys and girls. On the contrary, the love at the beginning of the relationship was often talked about because of its youthfulness.

Her aunt often told her that it is better for girls to have a few romances, so as not to be deceived in the future.

Ji Xiran listened to it, nodded and let it go, and didn't intend to put it into practice.

She often thinks, how hungry is a woman who will be deceived by a man, because she can't see any good things, so she is hungry?She didn't think she was that kind of person, so forget it.

She only believes that fate will come when it should come, and she is only willing to fall in love when fate comes, and forget it at other times.

As for whether Wen Xinyan wanted to fall in love or not, she took a sip of the milk tea, thinking that it was her own freedom, and she couldn't control it.

After washing my face, I finally woke up a lot.She continued to walk leisurely to the reading room with her fruit tea in her arms.

When passing by a familiar figure, he paused.

Although it is almost April now, the weather in the north is still very cold with a chilly spring.It's okay for this elder sister to be dressed beautifully, she fell asleep lying on the table while holding a book and reading.

People fall asleep and don't know anything. She sleeps like this, and I'm afraid she will go to the hospital to read books tomorrow.

Holding the hot tea, Ji Xiran sighed faintly. After standing behind her and staring at that beautiful face for a long time, he slowly took off his thick down jacket and covered her.

Wen Xinyan dimly felt that someone was shaking beside her. She struggled to get up, but because she did the problem too late last night, she couldn't lift her eyelids, but there was an extra layer of warmth on her body. Fortunately, she felt a little chilly and immediately stopped shaking, and fell asleep again with her arms on her pillow.

It was almost two o'clock when she woke up again, she looked at the clock in the library, struggling to get up and continue reading.As soon as the body moved, something was about to fall off her body.

Attracted by the sound of "哗哗", she slowly regained her consciousness, only to realize that she was wearing a pink down jacket.

Before the clothes fell, she quickly reached out to catch it. The moment she touched it, she seemed to smell the body fragrance of a girl.

……this is not?

After realizing whose clothes it was, as if she had been stabbed by a needle, she stood up abruptly holding the clothes and walked forward.

Ji Xiran was holding a romance novel and was reading the scene where the hero and heroine confided in each other, when his eyes were covered by a black shadow.

She looked up, Wen Xinyan hugged her clothes, like a little daughter-in-law, with a little blush on her jade-like cold and beautiful face.

"...I'll give you this back."

Then there was a thank you that was smaller than a mosquito, "Thank you."

She stared at her with burning eyes, the pupils of her eyes were as black as obsidian, and the inside was so clear, reflecting Ji Xiran's appearance.

"You're welcome." Ji Xiran took the clothes and put them on, seeing that she was standing in front of him and hadn't left yet, she tilted her head strangely and said, "Why, is there anything else?"

Wen Xinyan stood in front of her, thinking for a long time but didn't have the courage to ask her why she stopped teaching her English pronunciation after that day.

This is like a questioning question, she can't say it at first, not to mention, how can she have the right to question her?

She also didn't have the courage Liang Jingru gave her, so she could only bite her bloodless lips and shake her head, "...no more."

"Your face is too pale, and your lips are bloodless. You can tell it's hypoglycemia." Ji Xiran looked at her and said suddenly.

Wen Xinyan was a little surprised, but saw that she slowly took out a lot of candies of different flavors and an insulated box containing meals from her carry-on bag.

Turning her face away, her ears flushed, "here... next time... don't come to the reading room to read without eating anything."

Wen Xinyan was a little surprised that she knew about her, but more happy.

She took the things and responded softly, looking at her with brighter eyes.

Ji Xiran glanced at her, his eyes flickered, and stopped looking at her for a moment.

Wen Xinyan thought that she still had something to say to herself, and her expression gradually became more and more joyful. When she was about to step forward to listen to what she had to say, she suddenly turned her head, "Then I'm leaving. Class is about to start, and you too Let's go back."

A gentle wind blew through the curtains on both sides of the window, Wen Xinyan watched her slowly walk out of the reading room, slowly clenched the book in her hand, and then slowly let go.

Another big shake-up of the whole class.

Just as Ji Xiran started to pack his books, there were many people around him who were trying to be a hero to save the beauty, and they all rubbed their hands together. It seemed that as long as Ji Damei gave an order, they would be able to learn from their predecessors, and they would go on and on to block the bullets. .

Although Ji Xiran is used to laughing with these people, she doesn't like asking others to help for no reason, it feels like she owes others something.

She politely declined the kindness of those boys, and she took a lot of effort to move a large stack of books to her new seat.

When he breathed a sigh of relief and wiped off his sweat, he saw Wen Xinyan not far away, there were boys and girls helping, and one of them looked familiar.

It was the boy under the wisteria trellis I saw last time.

Wen Xinyan is not very good at rejecting people, but because of her appearance, there are a lot of people rushing to her side.

We have been together for a long time, and no one cares about her substandard English pronunciation. What you can see with your eyes and feel in your heart is only her beauty and good grades.

It was very lively over there, and Wen Xinyan could vaguely hear her thanking those people softly.

Sure enough, people are beautiful, but they are more advantageous.Ji Xiran took a sip of milk tea, slowly pulled out a copybook, and concentrated on tracing it amidst the noise.

May is already the season to take off thick clothes and put on unlined clothes.Street jelly, cucumber and peach sellers slowly appeared on the street outside the school.

The registration form for the liberal arts class has been sent out, and the hearts of the class are fluctuating. Those who consciously want to leave and those who want to stay find a good opportunity to go out and take pictures together, which can be regarded as a memory.

The head teacher who taught them was a very reasonable female teacher. After seeing this situation, she suggested that everyone go on a spring outing, as a last souvenir.

The snow-white pear bushes and the reservoir built like a fairyland are the most famous scenic spots in their area.

There are quite a lot of good-looking girls in the class, but Ji Xiran is the one who stands out the most everywhere, so there are many people around her every time.

Wen Xinyan stood a few meters away, watching a group of people smiling and pulling Ji Xiran to take a group photo, and she also smiled generously and put on a bright smile to cooperate.

Wen Xinyan also wanted to go up, but when those people dispersed and there was no one between her and Ji Xiran, she felt a little scared again.

She didn't know what she was afraid of.Just seeing her made my heart ache and a little happy, and I didn't know what to do.

The sun was shining so brightly that people couldn't open their eyes.Ji Xiran stood under the spring pear tree, pretending to look around for the scenery, and looked around for almost half an hour.

During the period, countless people smiled and pulled her to take a group photo, countless people asked her for her contact information, and countless people took the opportunity to confess their love to her.

There was no sign of Wen Xinyan there.

She was standing a few meters away.She didn't intend to take another step here.

At the end of the half-day tour, the only intersection between them was a group photo.

Ji Xiran's arts and sciences class form filled in science.

She thought she had deceived everyone, but when the head teacher read out the list of liberal arts classes, she still heard her name.

Her volunteer was seen by the head teacher and contacted her mother.After a series of discussions, her mother changed her to liberal arts.

She went back and had a big fight with her mother, but she was told that because she was not yet full and because she was her child, she had the right to make decisions for her because she was good to her.

What a right to call the shots for her!A good one for her!

Ji Xiran almost gritted his teeth, lay on the bed, and didn't go to class for three days, nor did he eat or drink.

But the arms cannot twist the thighs.

On the day of class division, the entire teaching building was bubbling like boiling water.

Ji Xiran was forced to carry books down to the third floor of the liberal arts class. On the way, he met many girls carrying books to the science class. When he saw her, he was very surprised. He looked at her for a long time and even pointed.

She was expressionless the whole time, holding her book and walking slowly.

She walked through the iron fence between liberal arts and science, and before the class she was directly in, someone stopped her from behind.

"Ji Xiran!"

She didn't turn around, the voice was light and panting, and called her again, "Ji Xiran!"

I don't know why, but my eyes are sore.Ji Xiran held his head up, trying not to let the liquid fall from his eyes, but he still didn't look back. "Is there a problem?"

Wen Xinyan has a lot to say in her heart.

However, Ji Xiran waited for a long time, but she took a step back, pinched the blue envelope firmly in her hand, lowered her head and mumbled, "Thank you... for teaching me to read English during that time."

"...You're welcome." Ji Xiran waited for a while, but still didn't hear her say anything else.

The disappointment in her heart made her feel a little disheartened. "Anything else?"

"……there is none left."

"I'm leaving."

"Well... come on."

"Okay...you too...come on."

Ji Xiran didn't turn around, so she didn't see the girl behind her whose face was as pale as a transparent thin paper.