Knowing it was screaming on the tree outside the window, four big fans in the classroom huffed and turned, making people sleepy. The teacher spit on the blackboard, and everyone heard them head straight, like a little monk knocking on a wooden fish.

Yan Zhao slept from class to the present. The two people in the back were still talking, but they fell down ten minutes later. Only in the back two rows of the classroom, Jiang Rui was still listening to the lecture. His waist was straight and his notes were meticulous.

"Pattern."

The classmate in the front row dropped his pen to the floor and rolled around under Yan Zhao’s seat. He stretched out his legs and tried to remove the hook. After a long time, he couldn’t get enough energy. He had to take advantage of the teacher to write a sample problem on the blackboard and turn his head to whisper. Jiang Rui asked for help.

"Schumann, can you pick up a pen for me? Under Yan Zhao's chair."

Jiang Rui nodded, and stretched out her foot to hook, but because she was leaning on her side and not moving well, she simply pushed aside the chair and squatted down, reaching out to grab the pen under Yan Zhao's chair.

After finally reaching it, when he was about to stand up, the sleeping Yan Zhao changed his movements, with his elbow protruding from the tabletop. Jiang Rui just got up at this moment, not slanted or slanted, and his forehead hit his elbow.

Both the front table and her whispered, Yan Zhao seemed to feel something, opened his eyes, and there were a few bloodshot eyes.

"Are you okay?" The front desk looked at the teacher and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Rui held his forehead with one hand, sat back on his seat, and gave him the pen: "It's okay."

Seeing the two of them moving, Yan Zhao understood the ins and outs. Looking at Jiang Rui's forehead still covered with his hands, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes. He twisted his eyebrows, lowered his mouth, and said awkwardly: "I didn't see it."

Jiang Rui smiled, and saw the teacher still writing on the blackboard, he said softly: "It doesn't matter to you, you just fell asleep, of course you didn't see it, it's okay, it doesn't hurt much."

As soon as she finished speaking, the teacher turned around, and she immediately put down her hands and sat upright.

At that moment, Yan Zhao clearly saw a red on her forehead, which was particularly conspicuous on her fair skin.

He felt even more awkward, thinking for a while, are the girls so squeamish? After touching it, it became so red. After a while, I thought, although it wasn't intentional, it looked like he had bullied her.

After thinking about it, the awkwardness turned into irritability, trouble, trouble...

His brows frowned, and he lost the mood to sleep.

The bell rang after class, and all the sleepy spirits in the class suddenly became sober. The textbooks on the teacher's desk had not been confiscated, and some people rushed out of the classroom impatiently.

"Ah... another class has passed." Lin Hang stretched out and pushed Wang Xiaodong, "Get up, and continue to sleep next class."

Wang Xiaodong opened his eyes in a daze, "What class is next?"

"Your family, Pharaoh's, can sleep till the end." Lin Hang stood up and moved his limbs. Seeing Jiang Rui still writing in the book, he asked: "Schumann, the teacher is gone, you still write what?"

Jiang Rui happened to finish writing the last word, put down his pen, and smiled back and said: "The example question just now is quite interesting. I will write it down and read it later."

Lin Hang was speechless, "A good student is different from us, hey, why is your forehead swollen?"

In one word, Yan Zhaolai, who had just fallen down again, sat up again.

"Yeah, Brother Zhao is also awake? It's not time for school yet."

Yan Zhao ignored him, turned his head to look at Jiang Rui's forehead, and he saw that the area that had only been red before was slightly swollen.

He originally thought that the red marks would disappear soon, but he didn't expect it to look more serious, as if some evidence was naked in front of him.

His brows were screwed tightly, and the more he screwed them, his irritability was beyond words. I didn't know that when people saw his expression, they thought they would be violently beaten up in the next moment.

Jiang Rui touched the swollen area lightly, shook his head and smiled: "I accidentally touched it just now. It looks scary, but it doesn't hurt in fact.

She said to Yan Zhao: "It really doesn't hurt. My skin is more sensitive than others, so it looks very exaggerated."

Yan Zhao didn't speak, even the corners of his mouth were pursed, and suddenly he stood up and strode out.

The two people at the back table watched curiously, and Wang Xiaodong asked, "Did Brother Zhao bump into it?"

"No," Jiang Rui said, "he fell asleep, and I squatted down to pick up the pen and accidentally bumped into him."

Wang Xiaodong nodded and looked at each other with Lin Hang. Although they said it was not intentional, if they accidentally bumped the girl’s forehead, they would feel sad, let alone Brother Zhao, who accidentally bumped into the girl. The corners of the children's clothes have to jump up and out of people three steps away.

Jiang Rui guessed in his heart Yan Zhao's purpose for running out. Wouldn't he buy her drinks again?

She found that he really didn't like trouble. Once he encountered something that he thought was troublesome, it would be resolved immediately. After that, it was obvious that he became relaxed.

She is a little curious. If one day, he encounters a so-called big trouble, and it is not a big trouble that can be solved in a short time, what does he have to worry about?

It turns out that she didn't guess wrong. Yan Zhao came back before the class, and he came and went in a hurry. She should have used running, with sweat on her forehead and neck.

He first handed a stick of ointment to Jiang Rui, and then pushed a box of ice cream.

"What is this?" Jiang Rui picked up the ointment and wrote the words "Relieving swelling, relieving pain and removing blood stasis" on the head. His heart was a little funny, but this little trace on his forehead disappeared before school, so he applied the ointment specially?

Yan Zhao's tone was stiff, and he sounded a bit fierce: "This is medicine for injury." He pointed to the ice cream, "Compensation." After speaking, he stared at Jiang Rui.

Jiang Rui knew that he was waiting for he nodded to accept, and then the trouble was solved.

Without waiting for her to speak, Lin Hang was unwilling to be lonely, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, you bumped into me last week, why didn't you get compensation? Is it a special day today? Otherwise, if you bump into me again, I don't have much demand, just a box of Shu Manman’s ice cream will do."

"Come on, you," Wang Xiaodong said, "people girls have thin skin and tender meat, and they will swell when they touch them. How about you, if you give you a punch, your cheeks will not blush. I'm sorry to have to compensate?"

Yan Zhao ignored the two of them, only looking at Jiang Rui.

As he watched, Jiang Rui pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "Thank you, but I'm really fine, so I don't have to do this next time."

Yan Zhao felt relieved, his brows were not frowned so tightly, he wiped the sweat off his face, and finally went back to sleep on his stomach.

Jiang Rui opened the ointment, squeezed a little on his finger, and carefully smeared the red marks on his forehead. As for the box of ice cream, which is about to go to class, she didn't plan to eat it, so she took it back and put it in the refrigerator after school.

Today is Friday. When we are going to have the last class, many students are already a little bit unable to sit still. They are all excited and just waiting for the holiday.

"Schumann, is your store open on weekends?" Wang Xiaodong asked Jiang Rui.

"It's on." Jiang Rui turned around, still massaging his fingers slowly on his forehead, "No rest seven days a week."

Wang Xiaodong nodded and ate her biscuits for several days. He had planned to visit her shop on the weekend and joked: "Are there any discounts for classmates?"

Jiang Rui also smiled and said: "Report my name, at least 20% off."

"The boss is domineering!" Lin Hang joked.

After school, everyone cheered to pack their schoolbags and rushed out of the classroom. Jiang Rui was also infected by the atmosphere, and the corners of his mouth were smiling unconsciously. Back at home, she put the box of ice cream in the refrigerator.

Shu Xiaoyun opened the refrigerator and saw it while cooking dinner, and was surprised: "Manman, have you bought ice cream?" She had never eaten this before.

"I didn't buy it." Jiang Rui was sorting out the various cakes and biscuits on the shelf, and briefly said about the afternoon.

"Show me where I met?" Shu Xiaoyun felt distressed when she heard that her daughter's forehead was touched, and hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look.

Jiang Rui raised his head and showed her to the light, "I just accidentally knocked slightly, and it didn't hurt at all. Yan Zhao also bought me ointment, and the swelling is gone now."

Shu Xiaoyun took a closer look and looked at it, and he did not see any traces, so he was relieved, and then said: "Since it is accidental, don't let your classmates buy things to apologize in the future. This is not good. I think the small box of ice cream is bigger. Ten yuan."

"I said the same, but he didn't listen." Jiang Rui said.

Shu Xiaoyun felt that it was a thin-skinned child. He had to apologize when he encountered people who felt bad, so he thought to himself, and said to the parents later that bumps between classmates are normal, and there is no need to look so serious.

At night, Yan Zhao sat in front of the computer, crackling and pressing the keyboard, his hands moving dazzlingly fast. Different from his boring and sleepy face during class during the day, he was full of energy at this time, facing the string of codes in front of him, his eyes were amazingly bright.

The door of the room was suddenly detained three times, and there was no response. The visitors seemed to be accustomed to it, so they opened the door and walked in.

"Sound!" Su Li rushed in happily, holding his hands proficiently, "Give mom five minutes, and leave after speaking."

Yan Zhao frowned. He who knew Su Li's character knew that if he didn't do what she said, more than five minutes would be wasted. He had to stop, "What's the matter?"

"Did you give a present to the girl today?"

"No." Yan Zhao emphasized, "That's an apologize."

Su Li said: "Apologizing is also a gift, as my mother said, bumps are common, don't be so polite."

He frowned, and his whole body was filled with unpleasant emotions.

In Yan Zhao's view, he met someone, he apologized, and the matter was resolved. If he touched someone but didn't apologize, the trouble would still be there. Such trouble will make him sleepless, so why not make him irritable?

Su Li knew more or less what he was thinking, and said: "However, people say you’re welcome, and we can’t be too rude. You can invite your classmates to the store for a cup of milk tea after school. Don’t always deliver ice drinks or ice cream. It’s not good for girls to eat too much. Since you have to apologize, you should always think about it for the other party and make people satisfied, so that things can be solved perfectly."

The last sentence hit the red heart, and Yan Zhao was silent for a while, and uttered unwillingly.

Su Li couldn't help but slapped him, "Look at you like this, can you still count on you to date a girl in the future? You're going to be alone like this, son!"

Yan Zhao just poked his lips.

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