???? Zhang Xueyuan felt that something was amiss today, no, to be precise, it was a subtle sense of ominousness.

???? Logically speaking, her intuition is generally not a problem, but she didn't eat anything that shouldn't appear at breakfast, the sun was warm on her body, and the director's chrysanthemum tea was replaced by Kvass...

???? The only thing that is a little different is his roommate. Today, his face is extremely pale, and he has been frowning as if he is forcibly holding back something.

????"Are you OK?"

???? Geng Wenshu shook his head at her, the boy's eyes were a little slack and his face was pale.

???? It hurts.

???? Geng Wenshu couldn't even hear what Zhang Xueyuan was saying. Since this morning, he has been feeling a little uncomfortable. Until now, the pain in his heart seems to be pinched together. The pain spreads and he can't even breathe. It was difficult, and all the strength in his body was used to resist this terrible pain. Even opening his mouth and exhaling felt a little laborious. He could only shake his head blankly, trying to tell his good friend, it's okay, it's been posted before Illness, as long as you endure it...

???? As long as you take the medicine, you can endure it.

???? And today he wants to introduce his friends to his family and tell him earnestly that his family is not a fisherman and is not that poor...

???? Suddenly, he only felt that his cold hand was suddenly held by another hand, and those hands were very warm with a warm touch. Geng Wenshu tilted his head and looked at his tablemate. It took a long time to realize that it was his hand, but it was not big but very warm. The chill in his body seemed to be dispelled a lot in an instant, but it was still very painful.

???? Zhang Xueyuan smiled at him and whispered: "If you are cold, I will lend you my hand."

???? The boy's proud and delicate eyebrows shone brightly in the sun. Geng Wenshu has always thought that his good friend is very good-looking. He doesn't know why Xiao Yue doesn't like him? If you don't like it, forget it, and use him several times! He is also stupid and doesn't know how to resist! The more Geng Wenshu thought about it, the more angry he felt. He felt so angry that the pain was overwhelmed. He wanted to purse his lips to tell her that it was all right, but his body couldn't help but have no strength to do anything else. Only at the moment when his hand was held, his body that had been tense in suppressing pain instantly relaxed, and even the pain in his heart seemed to be relieved a lot.

???? Wu Qiong, who was in front of her, turned her head to look twice. When she saw the hands of the two people, her expression suddenly became subtle. "What is this for?" Is this scale really okay?

???? Zhang Xueyuan sighed twice. "He has no money to spend the winter, so I just have to lend him my hand as a warm baby. His family is so pitiful."

???? Wu Qiong: ...

???? Although he feels that something is not right, there are still people who are so poor these days? But he looked at Geng Wenshu's clothes, it was indeed a little thin, and his body was shaking, he pondered for two seconds, and began to doubt himself. Is it because the rich second generation has been around for too long, and now they have stopped eating fireworks?

???? He suddenly thought of the scene in Teacher Xu's office a few days ago, hesitated for two seconds, or asked awkwardly: "Are you sick - FUCK!"

???? Teacher Xu from the podium gave him a slight smile, and the half of the pen in his hand shone strangely in the sunlight.

???? Wu Qiong: ...

???? I knocked on the other half of his head just now, the cross section is pitted, the sharp point is comparable to a murder weapon, and the sharp silver light flashed when the sun passed by. He turned his head stiffly, I don't suffer from the immediate loss! I have to be a coward. Since I came to Class 7, I have never looked so cool and handsome in the past, and now even a teacher dares not move.

???? sickness? What's wrong with him? When Zhang Xueyuan turned his head and was about to ask, he only felt that the hand holding his hand began to exert a little force, Geng Wenshu shook his head with a pale face, and after gasping for two breaths, he hurriedly said, "I'm fine, I'm really fine...I'm fine. The body is already healed, and nothing will happen." Like a stubborn child who refuses to admit defeat, he is in a hurry, for fear that he will misunderstand.

???? "It's alright, you trust me... I'll be fine right away."

????"real?"

???? "Really." His voice was like gossamer, but he still tried hard to win his trust. The young man in front of him raised his peach eyes slightly, and always looked at the pale-faced tablemate in front of him with a smile. He seemed to believe it and nodded: "...Okay."

???? Geng Wenshu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was uncomfortable. But when Xiao Yue's face was a little ugly last time, he went up to ask for a long time. But it doesn't matter, after all, he and he are just—then, the next second, Geng Wenshu just felt his body vacated.

????? !

The sound of the chair being dragged on the ground was very clear. After one person turned his head inadvertently, the entire class fell silent. Everyone turned their heads exaggeratedly and stared at the scene in front of them.

???? Teacher Xu in front of the podium blinked and asked stammeringly, "Then, that, classmate Zhang Xueyuan, you, this, yes, what are you doing?"

???? This... Something seems to be wrong? !

???? Zhang Xueyuan's face was the same as usual, hugging a boy effortlessly, she didn't feel that something was wrong, and regardless of whether she was hugging someone taller than herself, she didn't care, "He's not very comfortable, I Take him to the infirmary. You guys go to class, don't worry about us."

???? This does not matter? ! Teacher Xu felt that his whole person was not well.

Ye Ruida watched this scene silently, looking like he was struck by lightning, he poked Wu Qiong expressionlessly: "Why did the dean criticize Brother Zhang and Xueba Geng yesterday? "

???? Wu Qiong: "..."

???? Ye Ruida sighed: "I think Xiao Yue is not unacceptable now..."

???? Wu Qiong: "..." I think about myself three times a day.

???? Two outside the window:  …

????………………………………

???? "The seventh class is ahead." Principal Zhang smiled with him. Although he couldn't afford to offend the lady in front of him, she was only a student's parent after all. Thinking of this, he straightened his back happily. He pointed to the classroom in front of him and introduced, "Because the seventh class is a bit special, I originally arranged Wen Shu in the first class, but he is going to the seventh class..."

???? "I know this." The woman's gentle voice came. She was born very beautiful. She didn't look like a person in her late forties at all, but looked like a beauty in her twenties. At this moment, she smiled. He nodded, as if he was very satisfied with the surrounding environment, "Wen Shu told me that he met a very smart person and wanted to be in the same class as him." It's the same which class you go to anyway. She never cares about that. What's more, it's a good thing to meet smart people and make friends.

???? Having said that, she suddenly turned to look at Principal Zhang, and asked with a smile, "I heard that your nephew is also in class seven?" Principal Zhang has a subtle feeling from the inside out.

???? Principal Zhang snorted and did not answer directly, and said, "Well, there are indeed many children in Class 7, and all of them are very personal. I heard that Geng Wenshu gets along well with them..." Here, Principal Zhang picked up the handkerchief again and wiped the sweat on his forehead.

???? More than just a good place. Going out to eat barbecue every night, Internet cafes all night, a good student, and now I have a set of pancakes and fruits all day long. In particular, his nephew took this good student to report criticism two days ago. As the uncle of this bastard's nephew, he is a little stressed now.

???? Seven classes are close at hand.

???? Mother Geng's eyes paused on Principal Zhang's indescribable expression, and the corners of her mouth were still soft and gentle. It's not a big problem, it's good to be lively. Otherwise, both of them have dull characters, how can they be friends! Class 7 is on the third floor, the floor is neither high nor low, and the classroom lighting is also good. At first glance, the room is full of golden colors. There are trees and lakes outside the window, and the environment is very good.

???? This school is indeed a good choice.

???? Mother Geng was even more satisfied, but when she thought of her intention to come here, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she looked around the class. no girls? She frowned and looked up again.

???? Principal Zhang just thought that Mother Geng was looking for Geng Wenshu and reminded, "Geng Wenshu is in the last row, by the window."

???? Mother Geng looked over subconsciously, but met a very beautiful face, the owner of that face also had a pair of very beautiful peach eyes, at this moment, these eyes just passed them carelessly, and then two The heads came together as if they were talking.

???? The surprise in Mother Geng's eyes has not faded, and she asked, "Who is that boy?"

???? "My nephew."

Looking at each other, the lady cleared her throat, "Actually, it's normal for boys of this age to be naughty. It would be better if my Geng Wenshu could be more lively." Realizing that the other head was her son, the breath was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't go up or down.

????? ? ?

???? This boy...

???? "My tablemate is very good."

???? "He would fight, several at a time."

???? "But I like to wear what girls wear."

???? The image of the school bully who likes dolls in his mind suddenly collapsed, and a handsome, handsome and domineering boy appeared in front of him. This tone was about to be smoothed out by Mother Geng, but in the next second - the two people's hands were clasped together. Mother Geng only felt that her heart was going up and down, and it was a little dangerous. She took a deep breath and turned to look at the principal who seemed to be chased by a dog for three streets, "This..."

???? Principal Zhang took out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said in his mouth: "The relationship is good, the relationship between the two is good..."

???? Feeling good? ! Mother Geng still felt that something was amiss, but the tone was somewhat smoother, and then—the peach-eyed boy stretched out his hand and hugged her son horizontally, with a smooth and unrestrained movement. She was also held by her husband and princess in the same way back then. And then confessed to her manly husband...

????but!

???? There is something wrong with this TM!