"Talk about painting, talk about painting!"

Evening self-study is almost over, teachers are leaving ahead of time, the classroom has been a bit noisy.

A girl in the same class came in excitedly and called her name.

"What's the matter?" Su Li doubts.

"Are you with the school bully?" The girl first asked, but before she answered, she said, "I saw the school bully coming with a big bunch of roses."

"What, what?" Su Li was at a loss, "rose, where did you get the rose?"

"I don't know, but he must have come to you." The girl couldn't help but pull her up. "Walk, I'll show you."

Yuan Yuan Yuan also followed up, obviously extremely curious.

Jiang Yu has not spoken to Su Li for many days. Although they are in a class now, they are strangers.

When he heard the girl's words, he couldn't help laughing. He doesn't like Suli and making a wish now. One is to refuse him to let him lose face, and the other is to pester him.

Therefore, when he knew about Su Li and he Zhen, he even maliciously thought about the tragic situation after she was separated.

Jiang Yu also stood up, packed up his things and walked slowly outside. He wanted to see what the so-called school bully was doing.

When Su Li was pulled to the door of the classroom, she saw he Zhen with a big bunch of roses coming up. She blinked and walked over under the gaze of the crowd, "He Yi?"

He Zhen handed her a big bunch of roses that were opened so beautifully in her hand, "send you, be careful of thorns."

Su Li held out her hand to hold the roses, only to find that this bunch of flowers had not been packaged, and only a piece of yellow wrinkled paper wrapped under the branches

She suddenly thought of something and asked hesitantly, "this flower Did you pick it from the little garden behind the headmaster's office? "

He Xuan picked his eyebrows and nodded: "of course, there is no other place to make flowers in the evening. I thought the flowers were blooming well there, so I went to pick them. But no one told me that roses grow so many thorns

Speaking of this, he also frowned, remembering that he had just been stabbed by a stab without any precaution, and his palm still had some pain. Later, after picking the flowers, he shaved the thorns one by one with an art knife, so as not to prick Su Li.

Su Li couldn't laugh or cry. She wanted to see his hands. She saw that his fingers and palms were scarlet. She was heartbroken and moved.

"What are you doing? You have to pick flowers at night." Su Li complained in a low voice with a smile.

"You can't get caught picking in broad daylight?" He Zhen raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "silly."

"You are stupid." Su Liyan watched more and more people watching the bustle around her. She could not hold her cheek any longer, so she had to leave here quickly.

They walked through the crowd towards the playground. In view of he Zhen's status as a school bully, no one dares to follow him and has to face each other from a distance.

Now the playground is very quiet, Su Li is holding a bunch of randomly wrapped roses in her hand, but she can't help feeling happy. This is a flower he picked by himself

Under the dim street lamp, he Zhen can only see her side face, which seems to be painted with a layer of soft halo.

"Yan Hua, I'll just say this once. Listen to me." He stopped at the same place, in a tone of unprecedented seriousness.

Su Li realized something and stopped to stand face to face with him.

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