Mr. Ji, it happens to be you

Chapter 94 I'm Sorry

gym class.

The physical education classes of several classes in the third year of senior high school are usually taught together.

Boys usually play basketball or football.

Girls free time.

He Tiantian planned to go to self-study, because she hadn't studied for many days, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to keep up with the teacher's review progress.

And in another week, the school will conduct a second mock exam.

"Tian Tian, ​​you are recovering from your illness. I will accompany you out to bask in the sun, do some exercise, and increase your immunity."

Zhao Shuxue dragged He Tiantian, who was sitting in the seat studying, to the gymnasium.

The big gymnasium has a basketball court in front, and a badminton court in a corner around it. The sun shines through the curtain wall glass and enters the badminton court, making it very warm.

Arm in arm, the two went to the sports room to get badminton rackets.

In the sports room, I happened to bump into Xu Fan who was holding a basketball.

Xu Fan handed the basketball in his hand to his companion and asked him to go to the basketball court first.

"He Tiantian, are you feeling better?" Xu Fan asked with concern as he looked at He Tiantian, who had a thinner figure and a sharper chin.

He Tiantian's seat was next to the window.

Every time he went to the toilet, he would pass by their classroom and her window.

Every time he went to the bathroom, he would involuntarily look at the girl sitting by the window. She was usually studying or chatting with Zhao Shuxue in a low voice, always showing a faint smile on her face.

Occasionally, she would find out his passing, and she would always nod and say hello to him politely but with a sense of distance.

But since last week, he found that the girl by the window suddenly disappeared.

One lesson, two lessons.

One day, two days.

Finally, he couldn't help but asked his former deskmate, "Why didn't He Tiantian come to school?"

After learning that she was ill, he wanted to see her very much.

But he didn't know where her family lived, and he didn't know what name he used to visit her.He even suspected that he couldn't even enter the gate of her house.

The girl in front of me is really too dazzling.

"Well, it's ready, thank you for your concern." He Tiantian showed a polite smile.

Then he and Zhao Shuxue picked out a pair of blue and white badminton rackets and prepared to leave.

"What happened that day," Xu Fan suddenly stopped He Tiantian, looked at her thin body that seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, and said, "I'm sorry, what happened that day, because I was busy studying, I didn't know about the online posts at first. things,
However, I have already clarified to everyone that the things on the Internet are fictitious. "

Xu Fan's voice became lower and lower. He also heard about what happened to He Tiantian at school that day. He was teased by the female students in the class and poured cold water on him. He asked for sick leave the next day, and those girls were also forgotten. Big mistake.

If he could have known about the matter earlier, he would have been able to clarify the matter earlier.

He Tiantian will not be sick anymore.

"I'm sorry." Xu Fan apologized again with his head bowed.

He Tiantian smiled, looking at this face that looked exactly like the person he liked, for some reason, the way he looked at him at this moment was very similar to that of the school grass brother,

She was stunned for a moment, then she recovered and shook her head, "It has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to say sorry."

Then, he said to Zhao Shuxue beside him, "Shuxue, let's go."

Xu Fan stared blankly at He Tiantian's leaving back.

Suddenly, the sketch portrait on the Internet came to mind, the sketch portrait that painted him so vividly.

He explained to the people around him that he knew that He Tiantian was good at painting, so he specifically asked He Tiantian to help him paint.

He was shocked when he saw it. It can be seen that the person who painted this painting has poured a lot of emotion into it.

But he felt that it wasn't him.

(End of this chapter)