Shen Xingting thought that as long as he had the opportunity to get along with Cen Jing, he would let Cen Jing know that he was not only handsome, but also positive, sunny, helpful, and a top ten teenager who was well-rounded in all aspects except for his poor painting skills.

But he was wrong. Except for the first day when Cen Jing's attitude towards him changed a little, he was immediately beaten back to his original state on the second day.

Cen Jing seemed to have forgotten what happened yesterday. She didn't drink the milk or eat the bread that Shen Xingting bought. After class, she went to the cafeteria to get her food back, but she didn't even look at it.

Shen Xingting was a dog for three days, until Friday, when he finally understood that Cen Jing was deliberately humiliating him!

"Class is over, aren't you going to buy lunch for Cen Jing?" When the bell rang, Li Jue asked in surprise when he saw that he didn't rush to the cafeteria immediately.

"No." Shen Xingting lay on the table, frowning and said, "People don't take me seriously at all, why should I continue to be a bootlicker? Besides, those who can lick are called bootlickers, and those who can't lick are called waiting dogs."

Li Jue gave him a thumbs up: "You are worthy of being the young master, very insightful."

Shen Xingting was so annoyed that he turned his head away and refused to continue communicating with Li Jue. The latter shrugged and went to the cafeteria to eat with others.

Cen Jing hadn't left yet.

He stared at Cen Jing's back for a while, and in a moment of distraction, she disappeared.

Shen Xingting was a little anxious and stood up suddenly. He ran out of the classroom and looked downstairs, but he didn't see Cen Jing for a long time.

"Wan Jiaming called out Cen Jing from the next class. Could he be going to confess

his love to her?" "I guess so. Wan Jiaming has liked Cen Jing for several semesters, and he just got up the courage to confess now. I didn't expect that he is such a noisy person, but he is so reserved when it comes to love." "

I heard that he brought a gift with him. When the express delivery arrived this morning, he showed it off to the people around him for the whole morning. I took a look and it seemed to be a pink skirt. It was pretty, and I heard that it seemed to be quite expensive."

"I heard that too. I hope Cen Jing will cry if she is moved."

Two girls from the next class were talking as they passed by Shen Xingting.

When Shen Xingting heard the word "skirt", his expression changed. He stopped the two of them, frowned, and asked anxiously: "Where did Wan Jiaming take Cen Jing?!"

Because he was too anxious, his attitude was not very good and his tone was very aggressive.

The two girls were startled by him, but they knew Shen Xingting. Seeing him so anxious, they thought something had happened, so they pointed to the No. 4 teaching building and said, "Go to the No. 4 teaching building."

Shen Xingting's face darkened. He knew what this bastard was up to.

The No. 4 teaching building was full of first-year junior high school students. They finished their classes half an hour later. Wan Jiaming deliberately dragged Cen Jing there just to confess to Cen Jing in public so that Cen Jing would have no way to refuse!

Thinking of this, Shen Xingting quickly ran towards the direction of the No. 4 teaching building.

When he ran to the place, the first-year junior high school students had just finished their classes and were going to eat. The corridor was full of people. Even though he was very tall, he couldn't find Cen Jing accurately in the crowd for a while.

"Hey, someone is confessing over there! Let's go and see what's going on." Someone next to him said.

Shen Xingting paused, then took a quick step and followed.

Behind the No. 4 teaching building, Cen Jing saw that she was surrounded by a group of people, and her delicate eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

"Didn't you say that the teacher was looking for me?"

Opposite Cen Jing, Wan Jiaming, who was wearing designer clothes, smiled and said, "I lied to you. The teacher didn't look for you. I wanted to look for you."

Cen Jing pursed her lips. She didn't like to go to places with too many people, not because she was afraid of contact with strangers, but because the air was not circulating, which made her feel stuffy in her chest and unable to breathe.

She clenched her fingers and said with a bad look on her face, "I want to go back."

"Wait!" Wan Jiaming saw that she turned around and was about to leave, so he went over and grabbed her, and then handed the gift box bag in his other hand to her.

"Cen Jing, I like you, please go out with me!" Wan Jiaming said in a very loud voice.

When the people around heard this, they immediately clapped and cheered.

"Together! Together! Together!"

The noisy voices made Cen Jing's head buzz. She staggered half a step and almost fell down. Fortunately, she was supported by someone and did not fall to the ground.

"Are you okay?"

A familiar voice came to her ears. Cen Jing was stunned for a moment. After looking up and seeing the person who supported her, she was surprised and said, "Shen Xingting?"

"Yeah." Shen Xingting helped her stand up, put his arm around Cen Jing's thin shoulders, and looked at Wan Jiaming opposite with a gloomy face.

"Shen Xingting? Are you Shen Xingting, the monitor of the next class?" Wan Jiaming said with disdain, "Why are you looking at me like that? What does my confession to classmate Cen Jing have to do with you?" Shen Xingting

clenched his fists. He wanted to beat up this ungrateful guy, but when he heard Cen Jing's increasingly rapid breathing, he panicked.

"Cen Jing, what's wrong with you?" he asked worriedly.

"I, I can't breathe..." Cen Jing pressed his chest, and the blood on his face instantly disappeared.

Shen Xingting was startled. He didn't have time to waste words with Wan Jiaming. He glared at him fiercely, then hugged him and left.

"How is it, can you breathe now? "He took Cen Jing to a place with good air circulation and asked anxiously.

Cen Jing leaned on Shen Xingting's shoulder, closed her eyes for two minutes, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Shen Xingting, thank you." She said with an unstable breath.

Cen Jing's voice was so soft that Shen Xingting got very close to her and could barely hear a "thank you".

"You're welcome, I'm glad you're okay." He looked at Cen Jing, who was limp and didn't even have the strength to speak, and finally realized that something was wrong.

"Cen Jing, your body..." He hesitated, not knowing how to ask.

"I have a heart disease."

He heard Cen Jing say in a low voice: "You can't go to crowded places, you can't run or jump, you can't be too emotional, I have heard these words since I was a child. "

Shen Xingting felt a sharp pain in his heart, thinking about how he had scolded her a few days ago, asking her if she was sick. He felt as if his heart was being gripped by someone and felt extremely uncomfortable.

He subconsciously hugged the person leaning in his arms tightly, with a guilty and self-blaming expression, and he wished he could travel back in time and beat up his then self.

"I'm sorry." He said with a frown.

Cen Jing laughed and shook her head: "I was actually quite angry at that time, but I didn't blame you later."

"Don't blame me for ignoring me. You gave all the water and bread I bought to Chen Yu." Shen Xingting complained in a low voice, "I squeezed for ten minutes and was two minutes late, so I finally bought it."

Cen Jing looked up at him. She had always thought that Shen Xingting was like a big puppy. When he was acting coquettishly towards people, he would stare at you with wet eyes pitifully and seriously. When you are sad and hurt, a pair of beautiful eyes will have more accusations and grievances.

She couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, raised her hand and patted Shen Xingting on the head, curved her mouth and said: "Be good, I won't ignore you anymore in the future."

She tried, she couldn't ignore this person's kindness to her.

Since you can't do it, just choose to accept it.

Shen Xingting thought he was hallucinating, and stared at Cen Jing again and again in disbelief, making sure that the smile on her lips was real. The frowning expression just now immediately turned into a sunny and bright expression.

"Shen Xingting, I'm hungry." Cen Jing said to Shen Xingting who showed a silly smile.

"Okay, I'll buy you a meal now!" Shen Xingting sent him back to the classroom, and then ran out with brisk steps.

It was already past dinner time, and the food in the cafeteria was probably snatched away. Shen Xingting did not go to the cafeteria. While running towards the school gate, he called his godfather.

"Hey, godfather, what do you want to talk to me about?" Tang Che was at home loosening the soil for the flowers his wife was planting. He was a little surprised to receive a call from his godson at this time. "School is not over yet, Shen Xingting, are you skipping classes?!"

"Godfather, I'm at school." Shen Xingting said anxiously, "Don't you have a restaurant near our school? I want to eat the food there. The best godfather in the world, please call them and ask them to send it to me."

Hearing this, Tang Che put down the shovel and laughed.

His godson has been a person who doesn't like to talk to people since he was a child. Except for his brother, there is only one situation in which other people want to hear a compliment from him, that is, this kid wants you to ask for

something. "Okay, compliment your godfather again." Tang Che said with narrowed eyes.

"Godfather, if you don't hurry up, your godson will starve to death!"

Oh, he was furious. Tang Che raised his eyebrows.

"Got it, I just sent them a message, you wait at the door for three to five minutes, we will be there soon."

"Thank you, godfather, I love you the most. I will never tell you about the private money you hid under the sofa cushion!"

"Hey, you are repaying kindness with enmity, right?" Tang Che said while smoking.

"Hey, hang up, goodbye godfather!"

"Is it from Chuan Chuan?" Liu Huaijian, who was wearing pajamas and just got up from the bed, said with a yawn.

Tang Che held the person in his arms, kissed him and said, "Well, your son seems to be in a good mood, isn't it possible that something good is about to happen?"

Liu Huaijin snorted, grabbed Tang Che's hair, and looked at him dangerously.

"Secret money? Hmm?"

"Wife, you heard me wrong, there is no such thing as secret money, how could I hide secret money from you, it's impossible." Tang Che pressed the person on the sofa, and then a delicate kiss fell.

Liu Huaijin had no time to care about anything else, hooked Tang Che's neck, and responded lazily.

At this time, at the gate of Lin'an Middle School.

Shen Xingting waited at the gate for less than five minutes, and the delivery person came on a small electric donkey.

"Master, your lunch." The man knew Shen Xingting, and saw him joking, "This is my contact information. If you need it in the future, just call me and I'll bring it to you."

"Thank you, Uncle Liu, and take care." Shen Xingting took the business card and the food, greeted the man, and ran towards the teaching building with his long legs. When he

returned to the classroom, he saw that Cen Jing was so hungry that he was drinking water like crazy, and he felt so distressed.

"It's not what you think, I'm just a little thirsty." Cen Jing, who guessed what he was thinking, looked a little helpless.

Shen Xingting touched his nose, then opened the food and placed it side by side on the table.

He unpacked the chopsticks and handed them to Cen Jing: "These are all meals with less oil and salt, you can eat them with confidence."

Cen Jing looked at the food on the table, which was more than twice as good as the food in the cafeteria, and was stunned.

"You don't have to buy something for me, I'll just eat the food in the cafeteria." Shen

Xingting frowned, "How can that be? The food in the cafeteria is heavy in oil and salt, and the braised pork made by the cook is so greasy that I can hardly eat it."

Cen Jing knew that he was being nice to her, so she took the chopsticks and smiled at him.

"Thank you."

Cen Jing smiled beautifully, with small dimples on both sides of her cheeks, and the tear moles at the corners of her eyes seemed to be glowing. Shen Xingting was stunned for a moment.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Cen Jing asked when he saw him in a daze.

"Ah, to eat." Shen Xingting came back to his senses suddenly.

He quickly took two mouthfuls of rice, but because he was too nervous, he almost choked on the rice grains.

"Drink some water." Cen Jing pushed his water cup over.

Shen Xingting glanced at the water cup with cartoon patterns in front of him, then raised his head and stole a glance at Cen Jing who was concentrating on eating. Thinking that the cup was used by Cen Jing, his cheeks suddenly turned red.

He moved his fingers, but in the end he didn't have the courage to pick up the cup.

"No, no, I'm fine." After saying that, he continued to eat with a red face.

Seeing that he only ate rice and never raised his head, Cen Jing asked, "Don't you want to eat vegetables? I can't finish so many dishes."

Shen Xingting paused in eating rice and quickly stretched out chopsticks to pick up some vegetables into the bowl.

It really looks like the Duoduo she raised in the past.

Cen Jing looked at him eating and thought with a smile.

Duoduo was a puppy that Cen Jing raised when she was a child. It was very clingy. When it was shy, it would bury its head in its two front paws. It would also look up from time to time to peek at you. It was very cute.

But she would never see Duoduo again. Her mother didn't like Duoduo in the first place. In addition, her condition suddenly worsened that year. When she was discharged from the hospital and went home, Duoduo had been given away by her mother.

It was not until two years later that she found out that it was not given away, but sent to a dog meat restaurant.

Cen Jing's fingers holding the chopsticks were a little tense.

How helpless Duoduo must have been at that time... She was the one who harmed Duoduo.

"Cen Jing, Cen Jing?" Shen Xingting saw that she looked a little bad, so he held her arm and called out worriedly.

"Well, I'm fine." Cen Jing showed a slightly pale smile, "I'm done eating."

Shen Xingting nodded: "I'll go throw away the garbage, you drink some water and rest for a while."

There is no lunch break on Friday. Classes start at one in the afternoon and end at five.

After Shen Xingting came back from throwing away the garbage, he sat with Cen Jing for a while, then returned to his seat to take out his textbooks and prepare for class.

At this time, everyone had already returned, and many people saw him sitting in Chen Yu's seat just now, talking to Cen Jing.

"Class monitor, did you catch up with that person?" As soon as Shen Xingting sat down, several people who had a good relationship with him immediately surrounded him to ask about gossip.

"What are you thinking about? Cen Jing and I are just classmates." He turned the pen in his hand and said in a good mood.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, you look so cocky, it doesn't seem like it doesn't matter." Li Jue crossed his arms and said in a low voice.

"You're the only one who talks too much." Shen Xingting leaned back in his chair, his long legs stretched under the table to the front row next to Zhao Qian's stool.

"Hey squad leader, give me a definite answer, did you catch up?" Zhang Rui asked.

"Tsk, you guys have such dirty thoughts. I just took care of Cen Jing because he was not in good health." Afraid that they would talk nonsense in the class, Shen Xingting frowned and warned them seriously, "I warn you, don't talk nonsense, otherwise I will block your scholarships for the second half of the year."

"Threat! Naked threat!"

Shen Xingting raised his eyebrows: "It's a threat, what can you do to me?"

A group of people: "Young Master is mighty!"

After saying this, several people immediately covered their stomachs and laughed.

There were only two classes in the afternoon, and the last one was self-study. The head teacher was away for something, so Shen Xingting, the class monitor, naturally became the king of the mountain.

He sat on the podium, spinning a pen while staring at Cen Jing intently.

Cen Jing's cheeks turned red when he stared at her. Facing Chen Yu's questioning gaze, she looked up and glared at him.

Stop looking!

Shen Xingting understood what she meant, but instead of looking away, he grinned at her.

Just look, who made you so beautiful.

Cen Jing pursed her lips.

I'll get angry if you look at me again.

Shen Xingting was frightened.

If you don't want to look, then don't look. I can look at it after class.

He stopped spinning the pen and buried his head to concentrate on doing the math test paper.

"Are you two together?" After they exchanged glances, Chen Yu leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Cen Jing paused and said with his head down, "No, I have exams in the second half of the year. How can I have the mood to fall in love?"

Chen Yu nodded and asked, "Do you like the class monitor?"

Cen Jing looked up at her and said, "Have you finished your homework?"

"No..."

"Then why don't you do it quickly? The teacher said before he left that you can go home only after finishing this math paper."

Chen Yu clasped her hands together and said, "Good Jingjing, can you lend me your paper so I can copy it~"

"No, I've told you so many times, don't call me Xiao Jingjing, it sounds so disgusting."

"Good Cen Jing, I'm wrong, I promise I won't call you that again!"

Chen Yu wanted to say something, but suddenly her scalp went numb. She looked up at the podium and saw the person sitting there, squinting and looking at her with a bad face. She was so scared that she didn't even dare to speak.

It's true that they are not together. The class monitor has helped her so much, so it doesn't make much difference if they are together.

Chen Yu complained in her heart.

Half an hour later -

there are still five minutes before school is over, everyone is packing their bags, and Shen Xingting has returned to his seat.

He has finished his homework, and it only took him half a minute to pack his bag, and then he began to stare at Cen Jing's back.

"Are you looking at Cen Jing again?" Li Jue couldn't bear to look at it, and said, "Are you a wife-staring maniac?"

Shen Xingting ignored him, and glanced at the closed window on the side, frowned and asked: "Who closed the window?"

Li Jue was confused: "What's the matter, don't you usually close the window at this time?"

Hearing this, Shen Xingting frowned even tighter.

Cen Jing was in a bad mood. She would have difficulty breathing if the air was not circulated for a long time. Besides, there were so many people in the class, and she would be even more uncomfortable sitting in the middle.

He frowned and thought about something. When he came to his senses, his classmates had already run away, and only he and Cen Jing were left in the classroom.

"Are you ready?" He walked over with his schoolbag on his back and asked.

"Well, there are too many people outside. I'll go out later." Cen Jing looked up at him, "Are you leaving?"

Shen Xingting shook his head: "No, I'll stay with you."

Then he saw Cen Jing curled his lips and smiled.

The two said nothing. One leaned on the table and the other sat quietly on the chair. After staying in the classroom for ten minutes, they left the classroom side by side.

After watching Cen Jing get in the car, Shen Xingting turned around and walked towards his father's car.

"So happy? In love?" Shen Yunxing, who came to pick up his son, saw that his son's mouth was almost grinning to the back of his head, and joked with a smile.

Hearing this, Shen Xingting was shocked: "No!"

It was just a joke, but he didn't expect his son to react so strongly. Shen Yunxing glanced at his son through the rearview mirror, who had a slightly guilty expression, and knew what was going on.

[Married with Two Children]: Mr. Fu, your son seems to be in love.

He lowered his head and sent a WeChat message to his Mr. Fu.

[monamour]: It's okay, he knows his limits.

After receiving the message, Shen Yunxing raised his head and glanced at his son, who was grinning silly.

He looked like the stupid son of a landlord...

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