Chapter 9： (1/2)

Meng Shixuan tightened the strap of her schoolbag and turned her head to look at the back of the classroom again.

She grew up with Shi Zhitang and Zhong Xiyou, and almost all of them go home together. Shi Zhitang would take her to the school gate and watch her get in the car before turning to Shi's car. Yes, they have been like this for the past eighteen years.

Although it was a baby kiss made by the Zhong family and Shi Jiaqiang, Shi Zhitang was very fond of himself and impeccable. He forgot to have breakfast in the morning, and he would go to the commissary to buy a bento, gently Throwing it on their table made Lan Jiajia and the others envious. It's not just Lan Jiajia, who wouldn't envy the whole school? Shi Zhitang is tall and handsome, very handsome, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is Prince Charming.

But at this time--

She watched Shi Zhitang put the textbooks and pens in the schoolbag indifferently, without looking at herself, as if she had completely forgotten that she was waiting for him. Can't help but frown, what is going on?

She couldn't help walking over first: ”Zhitang, are you still going?”

When Shi Zhitang raised his head, he saw Meng Shixuan take off her school uniform jacket and put it on her arm with her schoolbag. She was wearing only a smoky-gray knit skirt, outlined the exquisite ketone body, leaned down slightly, and smiled at herself.

Meng Shixuan was elegant and beautiful. Even though the boys in the class knew about her relationship with Shi Zhitang, they couldn't help but look at them more. After their eyes were full, they booed, ”Shi Zhitang, why? Waiting for you?”

Wait? Shi Zhitang's heart was full of mockery. The closed-door soup that he had eaten in his last life was still revolving in his mind. He realized that he had never seen this woman Meng Shixuan clearly. Meng Shixuan is gentle and harmless on the surface, but what is she thinking in her heart? Pieces of pieces from the previous life, piles of scenes over and over in his heart these past two days, he felt more and more that Meng Shixuan was not as pure and gentle as she appeared on the surface.

”There's something, you go first.” Without even looking at Meng Shixuan, he threw the schoolbag behind his back and walked straight to the door.

A few words, but all the distance is alienated, and it looks like a person has changed from before.

Meng Shixuan can confirm that these two days are indeed not her own illusions, but Shi Zhitang is really avoiding and neglecting herself, but why? She was slightly annoyed, but she took a deep breath, and still smiled and walked a few steps to follow her, with a playful voice: ”Why, something on my mind?”

”No.” Shi Zhitang put one hand in his pocket and walked forward stupidly.

Two boys holding basketballs came to face each other. Seeing him and Meng Shixuan walking downstairs, they smiled and asked, ”Oh, little lover, Shi Zhitang, isn't tomorrow the weekend? Would you like to play basketball?”

When Shi Zhitang heard the three words ”little couple”, his brows frowned in disgust, but then he heard the next sentence, turning around to face Meng Shixuan in relief, ”I'm playing basketball, and you can go back today. ”

It turned out to be basketball. Meng Shixuan's expression eased a little, her cheeks showed dimples: ”Okay.”

Upon seeing this, the two boys on the opposite side couldn't help but ridiculed two sentences, ”It's really good, I'm so envious.” One of the boys with glasses came over and handed two bottles of cold drinks to Shi Zhitang and Meng Shixuan, saying, ”It's so hot, Just bought it.”

The boy was still blushing slightly, and deliberately handed Meng Shixuan the strawberry flavor. Meng Shixuan is the goddess of the school. Even though everyone knows that she already has Shi Zhitang, the boyfriend who has ordered a baby boyfriend, she is still the existence of Zhongxing Pengyue. Boys buy two more bottles of cold drinks and remember one of them. Follow her taste.

Meng Shixuan lifted her hair behind her ears and laughed, ”Thank you.”

The boy's eyes were straight.

Meng Shixuan held a cold drink, subconsciously and acting like a baby, curled her lips and handed it to Shi Zhitang. On weekdays, Shi Zhitang treats her meticulously, and will help her unscrew any bottle cap. But now she handed it over, but Shi Zhitang turned around as if he hadn't seen it, and seemed to be a little impatient: ”You go home quickly.”

Meng Shixuan was startled immediately.