Everyone turned to her. Why, even his own brother, whose blood was thicker than water, turned to her! I would rather spoil a girl who has no blood relationship with me as my "sister"!

   Didn't understand what charm she had, the more they turned towards her, the more he hated Sheng Jiaoyang!

  Lu Ran stared at her with red eyes, then ran away without looking back.

  Jiao Yang looked at his back and let out a "tss". Lu Xishuo looked at her: "Jiao Yang, don't argue with Xiao Ran, he has been like this since he was a child, and he didn't mean to target you."

   Was it aimed at her on purpose? Can't she see it?

  Jiao Yang curled her lips: "Don't worry, brother, in a family with younger brothers and younger sisters, fighting for favor should be commonplace."

  Lu Xishuo smiled noncommittally, and walked ahead first, followed by Jiaoyang.

  In the empty campus in the evening, there are few people on the playground.

  Boys and girls were walking on the playground one after the other, without saying a word, as if each had their own thoughts.

   "By the way," Lu Xishuo seemed to be thinking of something, and suddenly asked her, "If you fail the final exam again, will your father really let you transfer?"

"Do not worry."

  Jiaoyang answered him with a smile: "Isn't it just a final exam, I have a lot of ways. Maybe, I can still get the first place in the whole exam."

   "It seems that you have already figured out a solution?" Lu Xishuo smiled.

"That is."

  She stood in front of him, stood on tiptoe, raised her chin.

   At this moment, a girl's voice came from next to my ear.

   "Xi Shuo, Xi Shuo?"

  At the fence of the school, there was a girl in an off-white plaid skirt standing there, calling his name and waving at him.

  Jiao Yang froze for a moment, then turned to look.

  The man was holding a bento in his hand, and the style of the school uniform should be from another school. The appearance is very gentle and pure, from the looks of it, she should be a lady of every family.

  Lu Xishuo walked over and took the lunch box from the girl, and the two exchanged a few more words. Then when she turned around, she waved at him again.

  Jiao Yang looked in that direction without taking his eyes off, and then walked towards him.

   "Brother, who is that woman, is it your girlfriend?" It is strange to say that she has known Lu Xishuo for so long, but she has never heard him talk about his girlfriend. After a long time, she naturally thought that he didn't have a girlfriend, or that he had something to hide.

  Before Lu Xishuo answered, the girl first saw Jiao Yang, was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and waved to her.

  When I saw her, my eyes were first surprised, then looked at her, but more of it was kindness.

  From her eyes, Jiao Yang probably knew that Lu Xishuo probably often mentioned himself to her, so when she saw him, she was not too surprised.

  Jiao Yang put his hands into his pockets, curled the corners of his mouth, and gave her a polite smile.

   Waited for the person to disappear around the corner before she turned to him again and asked, "Brother?"

Lu Xishuo turned around first, and walked towards the center of the playground, with no expression on his face: "Her name is Jiang Xin, and she is the marriage partner arranged for me by my family. I don't have any thoughts about her, but my family seems to like her very much, that's why I said We arranged to meet again."

   Lu Xishuo said, passing by the trash can, just about to throw the bento in his hand, but was saved by Jiaoyang in time.

   "Why throw it away."

  She hopped and sat on the bench, opened it, looked at the delicate food inside, and raised her eyes with a smile, "It looks delicious, isn't it?"

  Lu Xishuo sat down beside her with his hands in his pockets.

   "Then you can eat."

   Needless to say, Jiao Yang had already opened the fork and started to eat.

   With bulging cheeks: "You don't like her, what do your family think? Will they agree?"

Lu Xishuo nodded: "Don't worry, my family has given me enough freedom in this matter to let me choose whoever I like to marry. Compared with joining forces with outsiders, the Lu family is more inclined to grow on their own. I also proved this to them with my actions." So...it's not so much the family members who depend on him, but rather they are afraid of him.

  Jiao Yang ate the sweet and sour bento while listening to him, and couldn't concentrate.

   "Is that so? But, do you have to get married?" It seems that marriage cannot be linked to freedom.

  Lu Xishuo smiled and looked at her: "We are still young. But we all have to get married."

"Who said that."

  Jiao Yang was the first to raise her head to object, "Also, isn't it a little too harsh to choose a love partner for the purpose of marriage?"

  Lu Xishuo froze for a moment, a little puzzled: "Shouldn't it be like this?"

"of course not."

  Jiao Yang pouted.

  In her opinion, marriage is marriage, love is love, and the two things simply cannot be linked together.

  Love represents a free and unfettered life; while marriage represents imprisonment and restraint, and is destined to be bound to another sad life in the next life.

"Brother, what I mean is, since you know that you are going to get married sooner or later, why do you have to fall in love with the purpose of getting married? Falling in love is falling in love, and it shouldn't have any purpose, even if it's for getting married. The purpose, that is also the purpose. Brother, you will not experience the joy of falling in love at all like this."

  Lu Xishuo still didn't understand: "No, I'm looking for a girl I like to marry, why can't I experience the fun of dating?"

  Jiaoyang scratched her hair in distress, not knowing how to explain to him: "Because marriage is marriage, and falling in love is falling in love."

   "Since they all like each other and end up being together, what's the difference between getting married and falling in love?" Lu Xishuo asked.

   "Of course it's different, bro, do you know what liking is?"

  Lu Xishuo looked at her: "It's like what you did to Bai Mingjue, do you just like it?"

   Jiaoyang froze for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, that's liking." No matter what else, at least it is pure liking without any purpose.

   "If so," Lu Xishuo smiled, "then I will find it."

  Jiao Yang was dubious: "Will you?"

  He raised his head, looked at the sky with a delicate side face, and smiled: "I will. I will look for it slowly, and I will find it one day."

   "Except it won't be her."

  Jiao Yang lowered her head noncommittally, looking at the exquisite bento in her hand.

  Bai Mingjue just rushed to the office that day, but was picked up by the principal in a good manner and sent to the principal's office.

  When I got there, looking at the newly brewed tea in front of me, I still felt that Monk Zhang Er was confused.

  The principal sat across from him, smiling obsequiously: "That. Teacher Bai, I'm afraid the school has something to ask you for."

  Bai Mingjue frowned, in his impression, this old headmaster was often unprofitable. Seeing the attentive smiling face across the way now, I always feel uneasy and kind.

   "What's the matter, tell me."

   "That. Excuse me, Teacher Bai, do you have any impression of the student named Sheng Jiaoyang in your class?"