Fang Xun wondered why she came to bring him water.
Maybe it was because… he lent it to her so she could read it?
So she came to repay her?
This is totally something she can do.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this was the reason, and the smile on my lips rose a little.
After unscrewing the bottle cap, ordinary mineral water seems to taste sweeter than usual.
He was like a traveler trapped in the desert. When he was extremely thirsty, a little angel appeared. Although the angel did not feed him water personally, the effect was the same.
The girls around did not come over again after He Sui left, but huddled aside in fear.
This made his ears feel much more at ease.
The sky is blue and the wind is clear. The sun is scorching, but the autumn wind is cool.
Fang Xun lowered his eyes, withdrew his gaze from the two people, found a small shade under a tree, sat on the steps under the iron fence, and waited for inspection.
He and He Sui both signed up for the same project. What a strange tacit understanding...
No, he doesn't have any tacit understanding with He Sui!
...This is a dividing line...
As for the person who delivered the water, Fang Xun firmly believed that it was a little white rabbit until he met Xiao He at lunch.
So much so that he was in a very good mood the whole morning.
I just repeated Xiao He's greetings over and over again in my heart eight hundred times.
It's so unreliable!
And the other side.
People are sitting in the stands, and the pot will come from the sky.
Xiao He, who was confused, sneezed all morning, wondering which sister was thinking about him.
He only had one 100-meter race today, and after the race he leisurely went back to the stands of his class to play games with his sisters.
I don’t know if it’s not a good day to play games, but I lost ten games in a row!
It seems to foreshadow that something bad is going to happen.
However, Xiao He, who was carefree, didn't think much about it.
He thought it was normal that he hadn't seen Fang Xun the whole morning.
I just don't know if that junior sister has delivered Ping An to Fang Xun?
He felt inexplicably unsure.
It was autumn now, and he was afraid that Fang Xun would settle the score with him later.
When Xiao He saw Fang Xun sitting alone in the corner of the cafeteria eating with a charming look on his face, he thought he was seeing things.
The person in front of me is Fang Xun, right?
It's autumn now, right?
Xiao He sat opposite Fang Xun with a plate in his hand, ready to gossip about what could have made Fang Xun so happy.
Unexpectedly, Fang Xun spoke softly, and the expression he gave him was as if he was looking at a scumbag.
"Xiao He, could you please curb your dissolute temper?"
Xiao He, who was inexplicably scolded, said: "?"
"Hey, Fang Xun, I don't like what you said."
Xiao He flirted with his bangs, "What do you mean by dissolute? I mean free and easy! Do you understand free and easy?"
Fang Xun snorted.
"You even forgot to bring me a bottle of water. You should go to the hospital as soon as possible."
Xiao He didn't understand.
What water?
"Who said I forgot? Didn't I ask your junior schoolmate to deliver it to you? Didn't she deliver it?"
Fang Xun: “…”
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Xiao He stroked his chin and teased Fang Xun, as if he had discovered something interesting.
"It seems that you are not very popular. Look at that little girl, she really has a keen eye!"
“…”
He was so busy laughing that he didn't notice Fang Xun's expression suddenly turned stiff.
So...
Wasn't it she who sent the water?
The chopsticks in his hand were squeaking and seemed to be about to break.
But someone is still adding fuel to the fire and committing suicide.
"Fang Xun, I think you should learn more from me, you..."
Then he was dragged to a small corner of the cafeteria by someone named Fang with a smile.
Gave him a severe beating.
...This is still a dividing line...
"Do you want to move your ankle? We're going to compete soon."
Cong Nian and He Sui sat side by side on the steps under the sycamore tree.
She was concentrating on watching the students competing with all their might on the track, feeling inexplicably nervous.
When I got nervous, my fingers twisted together and I clutched the coat on my knees.
He Sui's coat covered her legs to prevent her from exposing herself when she wore a short skirt.
And what is the big devil He Sui doing?
After not hearing his reply for a long time, Cong Nian pursed her lips and tilted her head to look at him.
I saw him weaving a ring with the fallen branches on the ground, and occasionally inserting two red maple leaves and a small cluster of sweet osmanthus flowers into the ring.
Or it can be decorated with a few fallen leaves with a gradient of yellow and green.
Admiring it with self-affirmation.
“…”
What is he fiddling with again?
The movements of his hands looked very clumsy, and the tender green leaves were destroyed and the juice came out.
If she remembered correctly, he seemed to be a mysophobe?
The fact that he picked up things from the ground was incredible.
and……
Cong Nian looked at the flowers and plants in his hands, feeling speechless.
It seems that his aesthetic sense needs to be improved.
The red, yellow, and green color combination looks weird.
He had no idea and was having a great time.
She wasn't nervous at all about him participating in the competition.
Because she knew that He Sui would most likely be first, there was almost no suspense.
This place happened to be a ventilation hole, and gusts of wind blew from behind, making her hair fly.
Cong Nian raised her hand to untie the hair tie at the back of her head, tied her hair together again, and made a bun.
She is even more cute and adorable like this.
She looked at the other students with numbered badges, most of whom were doing lunges or tapping their calf muscles to relax them.
100 meters and 200 meters are short-distance races, and explosive power is more important than endurance.
But no matter whether it is a long-distance or short-distance race, you must do warm-up exercises before the race.
Cong Nian turned his head to look at the person next to him, not knowing what he was laughing at.
Well, this proves something.
A man remains a boy until he dies.
What's more, he is already a teenager.
Even the big devil can have a girlish heart sometimes.
Cong Nian withdrew his gaze awkwardly, resting his hands on his knees and supporting his head.
Whenever the referee raised the signal gun high, she would cover her ears with both hands and close one eye.
Although she had heard it several times, every time the "bang" sound was heard, her heart would jump and her body would tremble.
When she was competing in the afternoon, she seemed to hear such sounds as well...
The little white rabbit began to worry again.
There was another sound, and the 100-meter race seemed to have entered the girls' group.
He Sui finally took his eyes off the wreath, and while she was looking forward, he quickly put the wreath on her head.
Look left and right.
Really good!
Cong Nian glanced at him.
This childish ghost!
But... after tinkering with it for so long, I'm actually making a wreath for her?
I raised my hand and touched it. Thinking of the red and green color combination, I felt a little disgusted, but for some reason the corners of my mouth couldn't stop rising.
She must be deeply poisoned!
He is the poison!
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