The strength of the student's impact made him feel no pain, but the closeness of the two made his heart as if it was hit by a heavy hammer.

The throat felt as uncomfortable as being stuck.

Feng Jue pursed her lips, pretended not to see it, and passed by them.

If it was an illusion that the adults stared at Guan Zhouyu yesterday, then today, it will not be his imagination.

The young man's mind is confused, he just wants to get out of here quickly.

The crowd dispersed, Guan Zhouyu let go, "Sorry, Lord God."

He saw that the little girl was still staring at the bottom of the stairs, thoughtful, but didn't say much, "Lord God, it's class."

"Um."

Ling Qingxuan turned her eyes and went straight up, but her heart seemed to be blocked by suffocation. The expression of the little guy just now seemed to be very aggrieved and hurt.

Who was he bullied by?

After returning to the classroom, Feng Jue was not seen during the entire morning self-study, and the child was absent from school.

The teacher also found it strange, but under the cover of Ling Qingxuan's spiritual energy, no one was surprised.

She sat in Feng Jue's seat.

The little guy's desk was clean, but the drawer was full.

Aya Qingxuan saw that those things were about to fall out, and reached out to catch them. It was a pornographic book.

It's not uncommon for the most popular men and women on campus to receive love letters.

She helped Feng Jue in, and a ball of paper fell out from the other side.

‘Feng Jue, who is the person you have a crush on, is it in our school? ’

‘not in’

Ling Qingxuan recognized the little guy's handwriting at a glance.

She still understands the word secret love. He has a crush, but this person is not at school.

The little guy has also reached the age of the beginning of love, which is normal.

She folded the paper ball and put it back in the drawer.

In the life of a normal person, there should be a simple and beautiful first love, and then set foot in the society to marry and have children.

Feng Jue's life trajectory deviates from the beginning.

It's time to get it right, it's not too late.

After class, Ling Qingxuan retracted the barrier, and Feng Jue also came back from the classroom. He was about to apologize to the teacher, but found that everyone looked the same.

Attentive, he quickly understood that it must be what Ling Qingxuan did.

Returning to his seat, Feng Jue waved his hand, and his spiritual power transferred the lunch box in his backpack to Ling Qingxuan's drawer.

I really wanted to ask the adults, what is her relationship with Guan Zhouyu, and why she can allow others to be so close to herself, but he couldn't ask, he was not qualified.

At the end of the morning class, Feng Jue was distracted and didn't listen to anything, but every time he answered the call, he could answer it perfectly, and the teacher couldn't do anything about him.

Ling Qingxuan noticed a lot of eyes looking at Feng Jue, most of them were girls in the class, all of them were shy and timid, and some of them were filmed secretly.

She waved, directly interfering with clarity.

"Wow, Aya Qingxuan, did you make this yourself? It looks delicious."

"It just so happened that I brought food too, let's eat together at noon."

Ling Qingxuan's popularity has not diminished among the girls, and just after noon, she was surrounded.

On Feng Jue's side, he only brought it to Ling Qingxuan, so there was nothing on the table. When noon arrived, he lay on the table to make up for his sleep.

The folds on the pure white school uniform did not obscure the youth's beautiful muscle lines.

It was obvious that the girls were eating together, but a few were still peeking at his back.

"Why don't we eat another dish, I made it myself." A girl suggested, staring at Ling Qingxuan with bright eyes.

Ling Qingxuan looked down at the food box and shook her head.

"Ah... Then use Feng Jue's photo to change it with you?" The girl whispered and laughed twice.

Other girls are not as good as her.

The girl confidently took out her mobile phone, but the photos above were blurred and unclear.

The girl suddenly lost her appetite, and could not wait to stare at Feng Jue when she woke up and frantically take pictures of him.

Ling Qingxuan took a small mouthful of the food in the lunch box, it was warm, the little guy had been using his spiritual power to keep warm.

The classroom door was wide open, and a boy sneaked in and put the lunch box on Feng Jue's table.

"Yeah, what shift are you in, who are you helping deliver lunch boxes?"

"That's right, don't be shy, it only makes sense to send it in person."

The boy put his finger on his lips and snorted, and was about to leave when the half-prone boy stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

Feng Jue squinted her eyes, without raising her head, "Take it back."

"This... I am also entrusted by others." The boy wondered.

Feng Jue's tone increased, and he repeated: "Take it back."

No way, the boy had no choice but to take the lunch box away.

Feng Jue hadn't eaten until now. He took a sip of tea and saw the little girl was eating out of the corner of his light, so he went to sleep with peace of mind.

...

Li Xingran looked at the returned lunch box, calmly changed the bag, and sent it to the fifth shift.

"Oh, it's rare for my dear sister to cook, so I wanted to surprise my brother."

Li Yuechen was very happy to receive the lunch box, and as soon as the lid was lifted, he quickly grabbed a piece to taste.

Forehead……

His smile froze on his face.

Sure enough, this little sister, whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water, is not suitable for cooking.

Li Yuechen changed the subject and said, "You know, I heard that someone went to deliver food to Feng Jue just now. I really don't know which blind girl was making food for that scumbag."

Li Xingran: "...Brother, isn't my cooking delicious? Why do you just take a bite?"

Li Yuechen shook his head frantically, "No no no, it's delicious, I can't bear to eat it, or take it home and offer it up?"

Li Xingran got up immediately, snatched the lunch box, and threw it into the trash can.

"Brother, don't beat around the bush with me. I'm not stupid. If it doesn't taste good, it doesn't taste good."

Saying that, the girl's nose is sour.

No wonder Feng Jue didn't accept it because it was unpalatable, so she'll do it again next time.

Li Yuechen held the chopsticks and watched Li Xingran leave quickly with a dumbfounded expression.

Hey, this foolish brother of his, he would have been pouting for a while when he knew it, how could he hurt his sister's heart.

Li Yuechen was biting his chopsticks, but he was still hungry.

Seeing Guan Zhouyu open the lunch box, he rubbed it over, "Squad leader, do you mind if I try a piece~\"

He glanced down, man, the dish was basically mushy, with all kinds of chili powder ketchup sprinkled together.

The appearance of this dark dish made Li Yuechen feel that he didn't need to eat at night.

Guan Zhouyu tasted a piece and pulled it into his arms, "Mind, it's mine."

Li Yuechen: I don't dare, I don't dare, I can't eat this thing at first sight.

He probably has to watch the squad leader later, lest he should fall down and need an ambulance.

Guan Zhouyu seemed to be unable to feel the taste, and shoved it into his mouth with a slight smile.

In order to stay at his house, Xi proposed to cook and do housework by herself, so she simply made him lunch in the morning.

The food doesn't look good, but it tastes good.

Xi she...cooking skills have actually grown.

His eyes were long, and the boy seemed to remember the past, and there was a flickering meaning in his eyes.

Li Yuechen, who was observing from the side, swallowed.

Why is the squad leader still crying? Who did it? It's so unpalatable?