To The Lovely You

   Before leaving, Ke Shaoze stopped Su Rourou: "In the paper bag, there is medicine I bought for you. I found that you often have stomach ache... so..."

   "Thank you, but..." Su Rourou said softly. He was so kind to her, and her heart was not untouched, but only touched.

   At this moment, a group of red armbands killed like a gust of wind, blocking the two of them impartially.

   is headed by the girl with black-rimmed glasses, braids and pimples all over her face. She pointed at Su Rou Rou with her arms on her hips, and said sternly, "On campus, male and female students must maintain a certain safe distance! The so-called safe distance is probably...about two fists!"

After    finished speaking, she stretched out her fist, placed it in the gap between Su Rou and Ke Shaoze, and glared at Su Rou Rou: "Well... 1.85 fists! It's too close! I warn you once!"

   The corners of Su Rourou's mouth twitched. She wanted to ask the girl: why did she only target her from the beginning to the end, and only warned her when she warned... It seemed that she was actively pestering Ke Shaoze.

  Fortunately, she wanted to leave, so she waved at Ke Shaoze: "Then... I'll leave first."

   "Well, have a good rest." Ke Shaoze twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty.

  Su Rourou turned around and ran very fast, and the thin figure soon disappeared at the end of the tree-lined path.

   Ke Shaoze stood there in a daze, watching her retreating back in a trance.

   A few red armbands still refused to leave, holding their chests with both hands, looking at Ke Shaoze's handsome and uncasted profile in a trance.

   There were countless pink bubbles in their hearts, and pink peach hearts in their eyes: God, Ke Nanshen is so handsome... If it's for him, even if it violates the school rules and leaves the organization, they are still willing!

   At this moment, Ke Shaoze just turned his head and glanced at them coldly: "Have you seen enough? Isn't it written in your brochure? It's forbidden to stare at the opposite **** for more than 1 minute!"

  ………………

  Su Rourou seems to be stepping on a hot wheel, running towards the classroom as if running for her life...

   At this moment, the phone vibrated gently, it was Luo Yichen's message. Su Rou Rou opened with a little guilty conscience...

  Luo Yichen: [He shouldn't, confessed to you? 】

   Su Rourou's mind immediately flashed the look in Luo Yichen's eyes when she passed by her and Ke Shaoze today.

   She couldn't help but feel a chill, and helplessly stroked her forehead: Luo Yichen, this evildoer, she didn't plan to tell him about this, so as to save him from eating vinegar for no reason. But he just glanced at it and was able to guess the whole process.

   In front of him, she was always invisible. So she can only explain honestly: [Yes].

   But after a long time, Luo Yichen didn't reply to her message. Instead, it made her a little uneasy, and her chaotic heart became even more chaotic.

  Finally, amid the turbulent heartbeat, the text message sounded again: [Then… have you rejected him? 】

   Yes, he used a period, not a question mark. This natural tone is his usual style.

  Su Rourou: [Well, trust me, I will handle this matter well. 】

  Luo Yichen: [Well, I believe you. 】

   In the classroom, Luo Yichen kept turning the phone in his hand, a cold look in his dark phoenix eyes. There is a sentence that he never sent out: I believe in you, but... I will still be jealous, and I will still be uneasy...

   Next door, there is the sound of He Xiaojie drinking porridge...

   Satisfied, she poured the bowl of porridge into her stomach, licked the corner of her mouth, and then realized that this bowl of porridge seemed to be bought by Ke Shaoze for Rourou...

  Thinking of this, she came over and asked Lan Xi'er a little embarrassed: "Xi'er, what should I do? I drank all the porridge that Ke Shaoze brought to Rourou!"

   At this moment, a cold voice sounded, making her shiver.

   "He Xiaojie...Please don't eat during the morning self-study!"

  He Xiaojie looked back at Luo Yichen timidly, stuck out her tongue and hurriedly threw the box into the trash can.

   She really doesn't know what kind of medicine the class leader took the wrong medicine today, she obviously used to eat something every day when she went to self-study...

  Lan Xier gave her a sympathetic look: Oh, cannon fodder...