Lu Ziheng can see that Li Xiaojie is not a good person, but Shen Qinghuan's eyes seem to have added a filter. He always feels that Li Xiaojie is for his own good.

Shen Qinghuan didn't care about the teacher's opinion at all. She stood up from her position and pointed to Lu Ziheng and said, "I call you Lu Ziheng or Shen Ziheng. My colleague is only Li Xiaojie."

I really don't give any face.

Lu Ziheng was not annoyed. When Mr. Cui wanted to help him out, he declined Mr. Cui's kindness.

Shen Qinghuan took Li Xiaojie back to her seat, not afraid of the teacher's words.

Since you can't be Shen Qinghuan's colleague, even sitting in the back row is excellent.

The girl behind Shen Qinghuan is Zhou Zihan, who usually doesn't like to pay attention to school gossip. When Lu Ziheng applied for transposition, Zhou Zihan directly moved the table to the last row near the window.

Lu Ziheng stared at the girl's long black hair, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously.

Qin Muzhi learned that Lu Ziheng had been closed in the ordinary class and specially came to persuade him not to do such a stupid thing again, but the man didn't seem to be hit, but he became more frustrated and more brave.

For example, Shen Qinghuan did not casually say what snacks he liked to eat. As a result, people put casually mentioned snacks in his position soon.

Although Shen Qinghuan wondered, he didn't put it in his heart.

Until one PE class, she was very uncomfortable. When she slipped back to the classroom to have a rest, she met Lu Ziheng and put something in her position.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Ziheng heard the sound and his back stiffened slowly.

It was not the first time Shen Qinghuan received a snack from a boy and asked, "Lu Ziheng. Do you like me? "

The handsome young man's face flushed slightly. He probably didn't think his mind should be exposed like this.

He nodded slightly, "well."

"I don't like you."

The next second, the girl's answer will return Lu Ziheng's fantasy to reality.

"I know."

The heart seemed to be torn open by something. Lu Ziheng only felt a burst of pain pouring into his throat.

He has no love experience and doesn't know how to love someone. All he can do is follow Shen Qinghuan carefully.

"You know, why give me these?"

Recently, there are many rumors in the school. Shen Qinghuan doesn't want to become the focus of public opinion again because of Lu Ziheng.

Shen Qinghuan stuffed all the snacks on the table into Lu Ziheng's arms, but this time she didn't choose to throw them away: "did you send those before?"

Lu Ziheng didn't speak, but his expression had betrayed him.

Shen Qing Huan lifted her proud chin, and she said, "do you have Alipay? I'll pay you back for the snacks I ate before. "

"No."

"Is there wechat?"

"No."

"What about QQ?" Shen Qinghuan was suddenly tired: "is there always QQ?"

"Yes."

Lu Ziheng actually doesn't have QQ, but he wants to have Shen Qinghuan's contact information, like crazy.

"Report."

"I... don't know how to recite."

Lu Ziheng hesitated for a long time and finally chose to lie.

"Still learning bully. I can't even recite my QQ number. " Shen Qinghuan was stunned for a few seconds and shook his head, "OK. This is my cell phone number. When will you remember it? Just send me a message. "

"OK."

Shen Qinghuan sat in his seat, drank a sip of water, hummed a little song, and then left the classroom with a jump.

What she didn't know was that the boy holding snacks behind her was holding the note in his hand, crying and laughing like a fool.