Anyway, I asked him, and I secretly ran back on the weekend.

Because of this topic, the atmosphere between the two of them was strange from early in the morning, like a cold war.

Until—

During the big recess, the "love letters" like routine every day were delivered, and the two of them returned to normal.

Being shouted out, Mu Jingchen frowned, and as soon as he got up, his cuffs were torn up.

- Xia Yimo.

"Something?" Mu Jingchen glanced at her, expressionless, but felt good in his heart.

This girl didn't want him to go.

Xia Yimo shook her head, her face complicated, "It's okay." But he quickly reacted and quickly made an excuse: "By the way, Mu Jingchen, I don't know how to solve a math problem, you can help me explain it." ”

She was flipping through the math book on the table, and Mu Jingchen looked at her with a funny expression.

Asking math questions after English class, really lame reasons.

The corners of his lips hooked, and Mu Jingchen said jokingly: "You look for it slowly, and I'll come back when you find me." ”

He removed her small hand with his big hand, only to see Xia Yimo looking back at him, his expression seemed to be crying rather than crying, and he seemed to be smiling rather than laughing.

My heart moved.

Somehow, he suddenly raised his hand, rubbed the top of Xia Yimo's hair, and said like coaxing her: "I'll be back soon, what do you want to ask, think about it." ”

Mu Jingchen turned around and walked out of the classroom, and Xia Yimo just looked at him. Watching a girl give him something and then leave with a smile.

"Student Xia, what homework did the teacher leave in English class just now?" Zhou Ce turned his head and asked suddenly.

Xia Yimo was startled, quickly laughed, pretended to be fine, and asked him, "I didn't hear what you just said." Zhou Ce repeated the question strangely before she opened the English textbook on the desktop and said, "It's the 30th page of the practice questions, just write them all." ”

"Are you not happy today?" Zhou Ce spoke carefully, "I don't mean anything else, it's just ...... Ask. ”

Xia Yimo was stunned for a moment, waved his hand, and grinned loudly, "How can there be, look at me, when have you ever been unhappy?" Today, the math teacher praised me for changing the test paper beautifully. ”

When it came to the math test papers, Xia Yimo's eyes darkened, and he quickly laughed again, "Zhou Ce, you just went to class, you didn't listen to the class, you are deserting!" ”

She joked, and Zhou Ce smiled, "I watched a movie." ”

"What movie, is it good?" Xia Yimo asked casually.

The boy replied to her: "It's very beautiful, the story of a fox and a rabbit." ”

"The fox is smart and cunning, black and arrogant, and it makes the stupid rabbit stunned, which is quite funny."

It's funny. Turns out, is it just funny?

I don't know what to think, Xia Yimo's eyes froze, and she pretended to smile: "I know." Thank you, Zhou Ce. ”

"It's good that you're happy, classmate Xia," Zhou Ce looked at her with a smile and said casually, "You're still more suitable for laughing." ”

Xia Yimo's eyes sank.

Even this person, who has only been in contact with her a few times, knows that she is unhappy. Mu Jingchen didn't know.

Xia Yimo didn't look for any more math problems, and started to do English homework directly, when suddenly the mobile phone on the desktop shook.

[Xia Yimo, hello, I am the head of the Recreation Department of the Student Union. Please attend the final rehearsal at the Star Glory Auditorium at 6 o'clock tonight, and please reply if you receive it. 】

The final dress rehearsal?

Xia Yimo frowned suspiciously. Is this the primary election of the show that directly gave her the green light to pass?