Chen Yufen threw away the napkin, went to the infirmary to look at her forehead, and when she left, she glanced at Zhang Dongyu resentfully. Dust ● Yuan] Literature] Learning ● Net

Lin Weiwu wiped the table by herself.

"I'll help you." Zhang Dongyu said, snatching the tissue in Lin Weiwu's hand.

Lin Weiwu stood aside, watched him help her wipe the table, thought for a while and said, "I think I asked Chen Yuyun because I am the one who was bullied, Chen Yuyun likes you, she will be sad if you treat her like this." ”

Zhang Dongyu's eyes turned cold, and he said meaningfully, "If you tell me this, aren't you afraid that I will be sad?" ”

"Why are you sad?" Lin Weiwu asked puzzled.

"You are my future wife, can you not be sad if you ask me to help other women and not help you?" Zhang Dongyu replied.

Lin Weiwu wrinkled her eyebrows and asked puzzledly, "Who is your future wife?" ”

Zhang Dongyu felt Lin Weiwu's rejection, and his eyes dimmed, "You forgot what you said before, I haven't forgotten, it's you who hurt people the most." ”

After saying that, Zhang Dongyu threw the paper into the trash can and returned to his seat.

The teacher starts the lesson.

Lin Weiwu looked at Zhang Dongyu, he didn't even look at her, turning the ballpoint pen in his hand, in a daze.

Lin Weiwu withdrew her eyes and looked at the blackboard.

In the past, Ouyang Xuanfang helped her deal with interpersonal relationships, and she didn't have to think about anything.

Now, she's going to face it alone.

The bell rang for the end of class

Lin Weiwu looked at Zhang Dongyu, and he also happened to look at her.

Lin Weiwu smiled, her curved eyes flowed clear like blue waves, the upturned corners of her mouth naturally outlined the most beautiful arc, and her softened face seemed to come out of a painting.

Zhang Dongyu, who was laughing, was thinking about it, and he was going to be angry, but he couldn't get angry with her at all.

His face flushed slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised.

Lin Wei's smile was even brighter.

That's right, Lin Weiwu did a good job, she couldn't speak, so she expressed her friendliness with a smile.

"Laughing like a fool." Zhang Dongyu said with a smile.

Lin Weiwu put away her smiling face and looked at Zhang Dongyu in confusion.

Zhang Dongyu moved the chair next to her, sat with her, looked at her dotingly, and said, "Little fool, the same stupid as before, a stuffy gourd." ”

"Are you still angry?" Lin Weiwu asked.

"If I have to be angry with you for this little thing, won't I be angry with you every day." Zhang Dongyu replied.

Lin Weiwu took out a bottle of milk from her bag, put it on Zhang Dongyu's table, and said, "Please eat." ”

Zhang Dongyu smiled even brighter, unceremoniously, turned the hijab, gurgled, and drank all the bottles of milk.

At the end of school in the afternoon, Teacher Su said that to welcome the National Day, everyone in the class should prepare a program, and if the performance is particularly good, they will participate in the National Day celebration in the grade, and if the grade is good, they will participate in the whole school's National Greeting, so that everyone can prepare well.

Lin Weiwu was in trouble.

She has incomplete five notes, and there are not many songs that she can sing, thinking about it, when the entertainment committee looked for her, she wrote down the word dance.

Zhang Dongyu saw it and asked with a smile; "You know how to dance?"

"Yes, Chinese dance, I have been practicing before junior high school, and my mother is afraid that I will be too fat, so she has let me dance since I was a child." Lin Weiwu patiently explained.

"Aren't you pretty good when you're fat? The flesh on the face is whirring, and it is particularly cute. Zhang Dongyu praised without hesitation.

Lin Weiwu smiled slightly.

It's like, there is an old acquaintance in school, and I don't feel so lonely anymore. Dusty edge ◆ text ◆ learn embarrassment net