It has been a week since the last incident.

The weather is still sunny today.

The warm sunshine shines on people's bodies, making them feel a little lazy.

Qiao Qing was holding a book in his hands, sitting in a corner of the rooftop in a relaxed posture, closing his eyes, smiling, enjoying the lazy sunshine.

Suddenly, her ears moved and the sound of faint footsteps rang in her ears.

The curve of the corners of his lips deepened a little, but he did not open his eyes.

Meng Ruihe pushed open the door to the rooftop and walked to where he usually sat. He found that there was already a guest in this place and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise.

I walked closer and took a closer look at the person's face, and found that it was an acquaintance.

"Since when did you start liking the rooftop?"

His eyes were looking towards the buildings in the distance.

Hearing the familiar voice, Qiao Qing slowly opened his eyes. Meng Ruihe's face, which was more handsome than the hottest young idol, came into view. He couldn't help but be stunned for two seconds.

At this time, Meng Ruihe turned to look at Qiao Qing and saw her confused eyes.

Qiao Qing abruptly withdrew his gaze, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his cheeks inexplicably felt slightly hot. Whether it was because the person in front of him was too handsome, or because he was staring at someone in a daze and was discovered, no one knew.

"Well, the view from the rooftop is pretty good."

The voice was very small, as if he had done something wrong.

“Hehe~~”

Meng Ruihe chuckled for some reason.

Qiao Qing became more and more afraid to look at Meng Ruihe. His fingers were shaking, and he lost his grip on the book, which fell directly to the ground.

She quickly jumped down and tried to pick up the book when a bony hand passed before her eyes.

As luck would have it, they both picked up the book together, their big hands and small hands fit together seamlessly, and they looked surprisingly well-matched.

The warm touch was transmitted from the nerve endings to the brain, like an electric current, spreading throughout Meng Ruihe's body. He couldn't help but look up at Qiao Qing.

Looking at Qiao Qing closely, I found that her profile was very beautiful, and the curve of her mouth was also very beautiful. When she smiled, she seemed to glow, even brighter than the bright sunshine.

Qiao Qing quickly let go of his hands, stood up, and put his hands entangled behind his back.

He stammered, "I-I didn't mean it."

She secretly glanced at Meng Ruihe, and when she saw that there was nothing unusual about him, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Ruihe picked up the book and stood up. His smile was gentle and sunny, and he looked very harmless.

He took a step closer to Qiao Qing, "I didn't think I said you did it on purpose, why are you so panicked?"

Qiao Qing suddenly didn't know how to answer.

She took a step back and pretended to be calm, "I'm afraid you'll misunderstand."

Meng Ruihe smiled very happily.

He raised the corners of his mouth and nodded in agreement, "Well, what do I do now that I misunderstood?"

Qiao Qing raised his head and looked at Meng Ruihe. Meng Ruihe's eyes were filled with a faint smile, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

Finally regaining her sanity, she raised her red lips and said with a bright smile: "What does Master Meng say we should do?"

She did not step back, but took a step forward, greatly shortening the distance between her and Meng Ruihe.

She raised her fair little face and looked at Meng Ruihe, "I said I liked Mr. Meng before, and Mr. Meng didn't misunderstand me. Now I am a little surprised."

Meng Ruihe saw that Qiao Qing was obviously extremely nervous, but he pretended to be calm at all. He didn't know if he was sick, but he really thought he was very cute.

The smile on his lips did not change. He did not respond to Qiao Qing's words. Instead, he lowered his head and leaned close to Qiao Qing's ear, whispering, "Can you do whatever I say?"

Qiao Qing's body tensed up and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

But this made him seem a little embarrassed, so he coughed twice.

She looked somewhere, and tried to divert her attention with a forced smile.

"The weather is nice today. No wonder you're here on the rooftop too. What a coincidence."

If Yuan Tingting heard her words here, she would definitely ask who this person is and would want to run to the rooftop whenever she has time.

Meng Ruihe found Qiao Qing more and more interesting, so he stopped teasing Qiao Qing.

"Well, the weather is nice."

The bony hand handed the book to Qiao Qing, "Here you go."

"ah?"

Qiao Qing looked at Meng Ruihe in confusion.

Meng Ruihe raised the book in his hand, seeming a little confused.

"You don't want your book anymore?"

"oh oh."

Qiao Qing suddenly realized that this was the book that had just fallen. As expected, people tend to act stupidly when they get nervous.

She smiled awkwardly, "Thank you."

Reach out and take the book.

But Meng Ruihe never let go.

Sighed.

Just as he was about to exert force, Meng Ruihe spoke.

"Qiao Qing."

The smile on Meng Ruihe's face disappeared at some point.

"Um?"

Qiao Qing didn't know why Meng Ruihe suddenly called his name. He looked up at Meng Ruihe, his eyes full of confusion.

I'm very curious about what Meng Ruihe wants to say.

Meng Ruihe didn't let Qiao Qing wait for long and spoke quickly.

"What happened on the rooftop before wasn't me."

But he didn't look at Qiao Qing, which made him feel awkward.

This is the first time for Meng Ruihe, who has never bothered to explain. How could he not feel awkward?

Qiao Qing was even more confused. She pursed her lips and asked softly.

"What's going on with the rooftop?"

It’s no wonder she doesn’t remember it; it seems like it happened a long time ago.

After all, a lot of things have happened recently, and that was an insignificant matter. The most important thing is that there are too many rumors about her in this school, and she has developed the habit of forgetting them after hearing them.

Meng Ruihe didn't want to mention it, but seeing that Qiao Qing seemed to really not remember it.

I can only say it again.

"What I saw on the rooftop earlier, what you asked me to keep confidential, was not revealed by me."

Some things are really difficult the first time you do them, but there are no obstacles the second time.

Qiao Qing couldn't help wanting to laugh, and said with a curved lip: "I know it's not you."

Now it was Meng Ruihe's turn to be surprised, "Why?"

Besides Yan He and Qiao Qing, he was the only one on the stage that day.

When the rumors were spreading, he actually wondered whether Qiao Qing would misunderstand him, but then he thought that it had nothing to do with him whether it was a misunderstanding or not.

But Qiao Qing's words with a hint of pleading, "Please keep that a secret," would float through my mind from time to time, which was really annoying.

Qiao Qing suddenly tilted his head and smiled. His smile was clear and transparent, just like the gentle breeze in summer, which made people feel particularly relaxed and happy.

"Because you're not that kind of person."

"Although you didn't say anything when you left, I know you agreed to my request to keep it a secret."

"So, I know it's not you."

Every word fell on Meng Ruihe's heart.

No matter what he does, every move he makes, it seems that others will speculate on the deeper meaning of his actions.

No one has ever told him that he is not that kind of person.

From childhood to adulthood, Meng Ruihe actually had few playmates, because most children were reluctant to play with him because his family had been involved in gangs. Many children even wanted to harm him and avoided him like the plague.

When I was a child and didn’t understand anything, I would feel distressed, cry, and envy those who were popular.

When I grew up, I understood that many things are buried in my heart.

He didn't really want to be friends with others. Of course, He Qiyi was an exception. If He Qiyi hadn't been thinking about him so persistently, they probably wouldn't have become friends.

The original intention of establishing this school was actually because of Meng Ruihe. Meng's father didn't want him to be without friends forever, so he established this school to let him interact with more people.

However, when you grow up, you realize that most people make friends for the sake of profit. The calculation and flattery in their eyes are obvious on their faces, which is really hard to ignore.

So when he has time, he would rather come to the rooftop alone to enjoy the scenery, observe the growth of plants, and listen to the sounds of nature.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Meng Ruihe knew that he was very lonely.

Seeing that Meng Ruihe had been silent, Qiao Qing's smile faded a little. She didn't know if she had said something wrong.

Carefully observing Meng Ruihe's expression, he spoke hesitantly, "What I just said was my true feelings. If I have upset you in any way, I apologize."

Before Qiao Qing could finish his words, Meng Ruihe interrupted with a smile.

"Thanks."

His dark eyes looked at Qiao Qing so seriously that it was actually quite stressful.

――Thank you for believing in me.

This sentence was not said in my heart.

Qiao Qing also smiled and said, "It's me who should thank you. I've always wanted to say thank you for what happened before, but you seemed to be very busy. I couldn't find you except during class time, so I kept putting it off until now."

Meng Ruihe knew that Qiao Qing was talking about school bullying.

"This is what I should do. If it weren't for your incident, I wouldn't know that there are so many things in school that I don't know about."

After a pause, he continued: "Most importantly, this is what the school is obligated to do. You don't need to thank me."

What he said was all from his heart.

Qiao Qing couldn't help but chuckle, "I didn't expect you to be such a serious person."

Meng Ruihe asked: "What are you serious about?"

Qiao Qing stretched out his hand and counted as he spoke.

"Explain it carefully, thank you carefully, and don't thank me carefully."

When Meng Ruihe heard this, he felt that it was true.

He couldn't help but reached out and touched his nose, "I just tell the truth."

Qiao Qing nodded, "I know."

She looked at Meng Ruihe's face with her moist eyes and said very seriously: "I think after getting to know you, you are not like the rumors at all. I think you are a very good person. Enthusiastic, straightforward, and considerate."

Meng Ruihe still didn't know why Qiao Qing suddenly had such a good impression of him, but he was still very curious.

"What kind of person am I according to rumors?"

God knows, he rarely shows up in school and doesn't interact with many people, so it's a bit magical that there are still rumors about him.

He Qiyi would probably be angry if he knew this. Every time he gossiped in front of this person, he would forget what he heard, as if he had automatically filtered it out.

Qiao Qing thought for a moment, "Well, maybe his smile is friendly but actually dangerous. Although he looks very handsome, he doesn't know how to be gentle with girls at all."

I talked a lot with Meng Ruihe in a row, and even gave examples one by one to prove the authenticity of these rumors.

So Meng Ruihe, who always smiles even when he is in a bad mood, has three big question marks above his head.

Didn’t his dad say that it’s easier to make friends with a friendly smile?

Let’s forget about that. But, treating girls and boys equally doesn’t mean we don’t know how to be gentle and considerate to women?