At the end of the activity, the class teacher will organize the parents of the students in their own class to have a parent-teacher meeting in the classrooms of each class.

Su Beixian saw that the parents of the other classmates were basically seated, and there were only three vacant seats, one of which was her place.

The other two seats were vacant because the classmate's mother was a teacher at the school, and the other because both parents had died.

As for herself, she was no different from an orphan.

When Su Beiwan was in school, her mother came to every parent-teacher meeting, and at that time, Su Beixian could still rub it off and tell the teacher that her parents were in her sister's class, so that she didn't look so unusual.

Now that Su Beiwan is no longer in school, Su Beixian can't even find a reason.

After all, the stepmother is the stepmother, even if she has time to play mahjong, she will not go out of her way to hold a parent-teacher meeting for Su Beixian.

Stand in the hallway outside the classroom, leaning over the railing and looking downstairs.

It seems that Song Jingyue will not come.

She still thought of an excuse earlier, and when the head teacher asked her why her parents didn't come, how would she explain.

Although she had been mentally prepared, there was a high probability that Song Jingyue would not come.

But after all, there was an expectation in my heart, and this feeling of loss and loneliness couldn't help but make the tip of my nose sour.

Su Beixian hurriedly took a deep breath, for fear that tears would fall so unhappily.

Come to think of it, Song Jingyue and her are not related, why bother people to help her hold a parent-teacher conference.

has known each other for so long, and it has always been her who takes the initiative to find a topic, so that the two can have a brief conversation.

Maybe Song Jingyue had been annoying her for a long time......

The class bell rang, the class teacher walked into the classroom, and the parent-teacher meeting officially began.

Only the parents of the students were left in the classroom, and the students were free to move around in the playground.

The tense life of the third year of high school is rare to have such an opportunity to have fun, and almost all the other students went downstairs to play together, only Su Beixian stood alone in the corridor.

The sight that fell downstairs slowly lost focus, and his thoughts wandered suddenly, and his mind didn't know what he was thinking, and he felt inexplicably sad.

At the moment when the tears fell, he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe them away.

Afraid of being seen by passers-by, he buried his head and went into the bathroom at the end of the corridor.

Squatting in the toilet cubicle, in the secret space, the emotions that I had endured collapsed suddenly, and in an instant, it seemed that all the grievances came to my heart, and I cried bitterly with my mouth choked......

"Buzz—"

The mobile phone in the pocket of her clothes suddenly vibrate, Su Beixian was stunned, lowered her head and took out the mobile phone from her pocket.

When she saw that the person who sent the message was Song Jingyue, she froze for a second, and then immediately raised her arm to wipe the tears on her face, and looked at the message sent by Song Jingyue: What floor is your classroom on?

is a short sentence, but it seems that the sunshine that is warmer than spring shines on Su Beixian's body.

She hurriedly wiped away her tears, rushed out of the bathroom, and stood on the railing of the hallway and looked downstairs.

Soon, in the chaotic crowd downstairs, Song Jingyue was found wearing a dark gray suit.

Because several classrooms behind her were holding parent-teacher conferences, she didn't dare to shout, but waved vigorously downstairs.

It happened that Song Jingyue looked up and saw Su Beixian standing directly above the third floor at a glance.

He closed his gaze and walked straight into the building.

Su Beixian suddenly burst into tears and laughed, and rushed downstairs with her mobile phone tightly.

When he walked to the general area, he suddenly paused, turned around and went back to the bathroom, looked at his tear-stained face in the mirror, hurriedly turned on the faucet, and splashed water on his face with his hands.

After wiping off the water stains on my face with a tissue, my face was cleaned, but my eyes and nose were still a little red.

didn't have so much time to adjust for her, so she hurriedly combed her hair with her hands, ran towards the corridor, and bumped into Song Jingyue, who had just gone upstairs.

Looking at Su Beixian's reckless appearance, Song Jingyue frowned slightly and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Su Beixian smiled embarrassedly and said, "...... Pick you up. ”

Song Jingyue looked at Su Beixian's reddened eyes and nose, and asked sharply, "Crying?" ”

Su Beixian was stunned for a moment, and then immediately denied: "How can there be? Why should I cry? ”

Song Jingyue: "Because no one helped you hold a parent-teacher conference, I secretly cried." ”

Su Beixian didn't expect Song Jingyue to pierce her careful thinking with a word, although she was really wronged just now, she naturally wouldn't admit such a humiliating thing: "I'm not so weak, and no one helped me hold a parent-teacher conference before, so I won't come over anyway." ”

After speaking, she also muttered: "I don't want my parents to come yet, so I don't have to say bad things about me in front of the teacher." ”

Song Jingyue: "Then it seems that I shouldn't come?" ”

Su Beixian immediately grabbed Song Jingyue's arm, as if she was afraid that Song Jingyue would really turn around and continue, and hurriedly said: "I can't let you run in vain, but you came too late, and it has been about ten minutes." ”

"At half past nine, I went out half an hour early, and I didn't know that there was a traffic jam on the road."

Su Beixian muttered in a low voice: "Today's parent-teacher meeting, the road of the school must be congested, and everyone else came early in the morning......

Song Jingyue looked left and right at both ends of the corridor, and then said to Su Beixian, "You plan to let me stand here and chat with you?" ”

Su Beixian hurriedly reacted, pointed to the right and said, "My classroom is here." ”

The classroom door was closed, and the teacher's voice could be heard through the classroom door.

When you go in at this time, you will inevitably interrupt the teacher's speech, and the head teacher is originally fierce, Su Beixian stood behind Song Jingyue and whispered: "You come to knock on the door, I don't dare." ”

Song Jingyue glanced down at her, raised her hand and knocked on the door without saying a word, and then reached out to push the hidden classroom door open.

The head teacher was suddenly interrupted and frowned unhappily, but when he saw that it was a rare handsome guy who knocked on the door, his expression immediately changed.

Song Jingyue took the initiative to apologize and said, "Sorry teacher, the traffic jam on the road is late, and I disturbed everyone." ”

"Who are you?"

Song Jingyue glanced down at Su Beixian, and introduced herself as she had said before: "I am Xiaoxian's brother." ”

Probably because of the handsome blessing, the teacher was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "Oh~ Xiaoxian's position is over there, you go over and sit, let's continue." ”

Su Beixian smiled apologetically at the teacher, and then stood outside the door and slowly closed the door again.

Leaving a small gap, she smiled at him after watching Song Jingyue walk to her seat and sit down, and then closed the door and left.

The haze in my heart was suddenly swept away, and I felt that every balcony could smell the smell of happiness.

suddenly felt that Song Jingyue didn't take her affairs to heart, nor was she impatient with her, so she thought, can there be a future between them?