The school grass is online

Chapter 257 The Gentle Senior

Seeing him like this, Wang Jing snorted coldly and turned around, she was too lazy to look at him like this.

"Wang Jing, everyone has their own choice. We can't force anyone to make a decision against their will." Although Wang Jing and Xia Weinan know that they have a good relationship, this is her own life.

As bystanders, all they can do is comfort and explain, but they cannot make decisions for anyone.

"I see, teacher." The teacher's words were of course for their benefit, and she also knew that she was yelling at Tang Xi here, even if she beat him violently, it would not help.

Besides, how could she make people look down on Xia Weinan.

"Tang Xi, I hope you won't regret it." Although he was let go, Wang Jing's attitude towards Tang Xi was unlikely to change for the better.

Glancing at him coolly, she said mockingly: "Congratulations, you are about to become the son-in-law of the Yu family."

Everyone in the box lost their appetite to continue eating for a while.

Seeing this, Wang Yingxue turned on the audio equipment in the room, and the melodious and quiet piano sound poured out, which relieved everyone's relatively silent embarrassment.

In the noodle restaurant, the sad Xia Weinan finally held back his sobs, dug out his tear-stained cheeks from his arms, pulled the paper box, and took out a few tissues, trying to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of his eyes .

"Use this, the paper towel hurts your eyes." A soft male voice suddenly sounded from the opposite side, and a blue and white striped handkerchief appeared in front of her eyes.

The tissues were still in the corners of his eyes, Xia Weinan raised his head hesitantly, blinked his sour eyes, and looked at him puzzledly: "You are..." The voice was hoarse and ugly, and the hair hanging on the curled eyelashes Tears fell quietly with her movements.

Putting the handkerchief in her hand, the boy looked at her with an unchanged expression, and said in a gentle tone, "Liu Ye from Class A of the second grade should be your senior."

Xia Weinan was still a little embarrassed to be seen like this, even though he was heartbroken.

She gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and cheeks, then looked at the handkerchief wet with tears in her hands with a little apology, "Thank you, I will return this to you after I wash it, okay?"

Understanding what she meant, Liu Ye raised his hand to call for the waiter, ordered a glass of boiled water, then, still looking at her gently, said, "Then I will trouble you."

Xia Weinan shook her head hastily, "No trouble, no trouble." He was so kind, how could she find it troublesome.

"That's good." He took the water glass brought by the waiter and pushed it in front of her. "My throat is a bit hoarse. Drink some water to moisten your throat."

Xia Weinan couldn't refuse the stranger's concern, so he took a big sip from the cup, and then asked a little hesitantly, "Do you know me?" From what he said just now, it was obvious that not only did he know her name, but he also knew her name. I don't even know which class it is.

"You are Xia Weinan from Class A of the first grade, right?" Although it was a questioning tone, she said it firmly.

"Have we met before?" She has never had a good memory of faces. If she had met once, she might not even recognize them.

Liu Ye smiled when he heard the words, his fair cheeks showed a faint pink, and his eyes showed a little nervousness: "I saw you at the school celebration party, but you probably didn't see me."

He arrived a little late that day, and accidentally saw two smiling girls in the corner.

(End of this chapter)