Song Xuan's eyes have been fixed on the sentence "you are for my good." she gently rubbed the letter paper with her fingers, and fell into meditation.

She is really for Yang Haitao, OK?

Only her own heart knows what she thinks.

She just thinks that Yang Haitao's cultural level is low, and she wants to rebuild a person who can be worthy of her and share more common language with her.

Yang Haitao said that his mind was dark, and why was she not?

Yang Haitao didn't love to study. As soon as he came up, he made it clear. It was she who was unwilling to find an uneducated one.

Song Xuan, song Xuan, no one is perfect. Yang Haitao should have the right to choose his own way of life, isn't he?

She sat at her desk in front of the window for a long time. The sun was slanting to the West. The sun was shining on the letter and Yang Haitao's words.

Yang Haitao was beaten by his father, so he didn't want to go to university. In order to make her happy, he agreed to take the adult undergraduate examination. So, should he really attach great importance to her?

A smile flashed across the corner of song Xuan's mouth. The smile soon disappeared. She reached out and folded the letter paper, then pressed it into Gu Cheng's poetry collection and got up and went out of the room.

Downstairs, the living room empty, she then called out Wu Ma: "where is Xiao ran?"

Wu Ma's voice came from the kitchen: "Xiao ran went to school to get the report card."

Just then, the gate is pushed open. Song ran sneaks her head in. As soon as she sees song Xuan, she instinctively turns around and goes outside. Song Xuan rushes over and grabs her down: "why?"

Song ran said with a guilty smile: "I'll go to the backyard to see if the tomatoes are cooked. I want to eat tomato and egg soup in the evening."

Song Xuan squinted at her: "what are you flustered about?"

Song ran shrugged: "ah? I panic? Where did I panic? "

Song Xuan reached out and said, "where's the report card?"

Song ran laughed worse than she cried: "if I said I lost my report card, would you believe it?"

Song Xuan put one hand on his waist: "do you think I will believe it?"

Song ran slowly reaches into the schoolbag, and song Xuan reaches in directly. Song ran looks like a big enemy: "ah? Sister, don't you turn over my schoolbag? I also need privacy. "

Song Xuan glared at her: "I turned it over. What happened?"

Song ran yelled: "Wu Ma, you come to help me, my elder sister bullies the small with the big, always bullies me."

Calling Wu Ma out was mainly for fear that her sister would use force against her because of the bad news.

Wu Ma rushed out and wiped her hands on her apron. "Xiaoxuan, what are you doing?"

Song Xuan reaches the report card, escapes and takes a look at her face It's ugly. Song ran couldn't help shaking: "it's hard to master high mathematics. I can get 54 points. It's really not easy."

Song Xuan fumed to his seven orifices and smoked: "a new one came for the exam, and another failed. You are so fierce that you want to piss me off one by one."

Song ran grabbed song Xuan's report card and ran to the door in a hurry: "elder sister, don't be angry. You can focus your firepower on Yang Haitao. I failed because of my ability. It's a matter of character and morality for Yang Haitao to find someone to take the exam."

Brother, I'm sorry, I can't help myself. I'll take you as a shield. Don't blame me.

Song Xuan pointed to her: "where are you going?"