Chapter 4 Why haven't I seen it before?
Embarrassment suddenly came over her, and Su Xia felt a burning sensation at the base of her ears.
She didn't want to embarrass herself anymore, so she retracted her fingers reluctantly and retreated stiffly to the window.
In my peripheral vision, the figure didn't move.
She didn't want to look back, and adjusted her skirt with a red face.
The pencil on the table fell off and rolled to her feet.
Su Xia sighed in her heart, but before she could lower her head, Xu Jiqing suddenly bent down.
He was tall and almost knelt on one knee to pick up the pencil, with the sharp lines of his profile tense.
He didn't seem to care about other people's opinions. He knelt only for the efficiency of picking up things, nothing else.
The boy's body temperature was very high. When his arm approached his calf, it burned Su Xia so much that she shrank back and even curled up her toes.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Jiqing stood up, pulled out the chair and sat down.
Su Xia held the pencil in her hand, dazed.
Now this situation...
Should I say thank you or never mind?
The new deskmate had already packed his things. He didn't have a pencil case, and the plastic shell of his gel pen was a little worn out. It was held by his slender and powerful left hand, pressed diagonally on the paper.
"Listen to the class."
Teacher Ding was already looking over here. Su Xia opened her mouth, wanting to complain a lot, but swallowed it back.
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In novels, we often see the protagonist traveling through time and space to achieve great things.
But the fact is that if you didn’t understand something in your previous life, you will be even more confused when you try again.
At the age of seventeen for the second time in her life, Su Xia took only five minutes to get rid of all the revenges she had not taken this year. However, the blackboard was full of solid geometry problems, such as regular triangular prism, regular square prism, and proving that two lines are perpendicular... She had no idea at all.
Su Xia barely managed to concentrate for a quarter of an hour.
I'm so sleepy that I want to die.
In order to avoid falling asleep, I took several peeks at the person next to me. Xu Jiqing had written very few notes. Half of the class had passed, and the lesson plan was basically the same as when it was first handed out. He didn't even have his name written on it, and it was paler than his face.
She was about to go crazy with boredom, but at least she still remembered her original intention of studying hard this time. While Teacher Ding turned around to write on the blackboard, she passed a note to He Miao who was sitting in the front seat.
[Have you written your notes? Please lend them to me after school to copy. Please, please.]
Two weeks into school, she seemed to have said something similar several times in her previous life, but she had to replace the first two words with "homework."
When the paper ball unfolded, the girl was obviously stunned for a moment, and it took her a long time to come back.
[The writing on the book is too messy. I'll go back and tidy it up and give it to you on Monday.]
He Miao is a typical example of an early bird.
My grades were average, but before the college entrance exam, my notebooks piled up half a person's height and I even got featured in the school newspaper.
Su Xia quickly wrote "Thank you".
Because she was too bored, she even changed to a pink highlighter and carefully drew a heart.
Friendship between girls is always magical.
Because of this love, the proud princess suddenly became very approachable and friendly, and He Miao's gossipy heart also began to show its tentacles.
After a while, the good student handed over a new note that was neatly folded.
【Do you really want to sit with new classmates? 】
Su Xia scribbled: [Why wouldn't you? You don't know how handsome he is up close.]
She wasn't kidding.
Unlike liking, aesthetics is a very rough thing.
Even during the most painful years as Mrs. Xu, she never denied it. Putting aside her personality, Xu Jiqing seemed to look according to her aesthetic standards.
He Miao gave her a thumbs up on the back of the textbook.
Yesterday he was celebrating Zhou Zhiyan's birthday and drinking with him from Class 10, but today he has changed his mind.
【I thought you had met before. 】
The bookend in front of the desk covered half of their heads, and with the windowsill next to it providing cover, the two girls were moving back and forth under the desk.
Teacher Ding on the podium didn't notice that Xu Jiqing was sitting next to Su Xia, and it was hard not to see him.
The questions on the blackboard are too easy for him.
Xu Jiqing closed his pale eyes slightly and glanced to the side.
The girl, having shaken off the sleepiness she'd felt at the beginning of class, was now full of energy, writing furiously. The sunlight cast a fluffy golden edge on her hair, making it look harmless and soft.
The last sentence seemed difficult to answer. She gnashed her white teeth on the tip of the pen, wrote slowly, and folded the paper back:
Of course not.
Four words come into view.
Xu Jiqing paused holding the pen and pursed his thin lips lightly.
How come they haven't seen it?
It rained heavily last night. He had just completed the transfer procedures and went to Jiangda Night Market to help close the stalls. The wind blew the change all over the floor. The little princess in front of him and her companions were drunk. They were tired of waiting for the taxi home, so they ran into the puddle with an umbrella and played.
The water-soaked tarpaulin seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
He was soaked to the skin at that time, and he stood by and watched Su Xia's expensive lambskin sole crush several banknotes into pieces.
She didn't seem to recognize him, or didn't take it to heart at all.
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The aura of a competitor, plus Xu Jiqing's face.
Even if Su Xia didn't have a deep impression of him in her previous life, she still remembered that he had been caught in the wall for more than a dozen times not long after school started. The entrance of Class 4, Grade 2 was always crowded with people, all of whom were tourist groups who came here to visit.
But when Su Xia came back from Teacher Ding's office after being scolded, she found that there were few people around her new deskmate.
He had no desire to communicate with anyone. He was quietly flipping through a book by the window, his presence as low as a cypress tree in the summer breeze.
No. 1 Middle School was established early and is located in the city center of Jiangcheng.
The land is so scarce that there is not enough space for a few dormitories. Except for those who live far away, almost all students commute to school.
After the third class, as soon as the school bell rang, all the monkeys in the building instantly became full of energy and ran towards the school gate happily.
Just down the street from the school is a shopping mall, and subway stations and buses are also nearby. Whether you are going out to play or go home, they are the must-go places.
But Xu Jiqing didn't go in that direction.
Su Xia followed him quietly for a while. The boy was tall and had long legs, and he walked very fast. In just a red light, his tall and thin figure completely disappeared in the crowd.
Su Xia had no choice but to go back. Before she reached the intersection of the school, a parked car nearby beeped twice.
She turned her head.
The Bentley window rolled down, and the woman looked at her and put out the cigarette in her hand.
"I have to go to cello class tonight. I told you not to run around and wait at the school gate. Did you forget?"
The woman had newly permed long wavy hair, raised eyebrows and red lips, and her well-maintained face did not show many signs of aging.
"...Look at how scared you are."
Seeing that Su Xia was just standing there staring blankly, she clicked her tongue and instructed the driver to drive two steps forward.
"You don't need to make up excuses for what happened last night. You fell asleep like a pig the moment you walked in, crying and yelling names. Didn't you just skip class again to celebrate that little boy's birthday? Remember this, the only person who can clean up after you vomit? Your mother is the only one who can clean up after you vomit. Consider it my debt from my past life."
"Hey Su Xia, you really didn't lie to me and didn't let anyone bully you——"
"Mom." The girl interrupted her softly.
These two words seem to have magic power.
Su Xia shouted, tears already streaming down her face.
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