At about eight o'clock, Zhao Meixin came back.

With a man.

The sound insulation of the house is not good. When Xu ran was doing homework, they were in the next door and didn't know how to converge at all.

The teenager put on the earphone without expression.

Under the desk lamp, the paper font is beautiful, Xu ran looked at it for a while, put down the pen in his hand, and his mood became a little irritable.

He took off his headphones and went out.

There was a knock on the door.

When Zhao Meixin came out, she had big wavy hair and a beautiful face. Even in her thirties, she looked like she was in her early twenties. No wonder the man liked her. She yawned and said impatiently, "why?"

Xu ran stood at the door: "noisy."

He looked at it coldly.

Zhao Meixin felt strange. She lit a cigarette and sneered: "it's not the first time. I haven't seen you out before." She vomited her eyes and squinted: "why, today's mood has been affected, because who?"

"It's not like my son's style."

Xu ran did not speak, turned around and left.

Zhao Meixin is his mother. He sometimes hates the way she sees through everything.

Wait for the boy to close the door, make a sound.

Zhao Meixin fingers with cigarette, a man behind her arm around her waist: "your son is so big?"

"Yes, he looks like his father."

When Zhao Meixin said this, her eyes didn't have a smile: "sometimes I come back, facing such a face, it's very annoying."

The man was a little jealous and said with a smile, "or you give me a baby that looks like you."

Zhao Meixin patted his face: "go in."

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when the teenagers enter the classroom, the girl sitting in the seat slightly straightens her body, slightly tilts her head, and looks at the past.

"Good morning."

Su porcelain blinked her eyes.

Just when she thought Xu ran would not take care of herself, the boy sat down and put the book on the desk: "good morning."

Su porcelain pursed her lips. Xu ran didn't look at her when she said this.

But it doesn't matter.

She'll try.

Song Jing can't help but look back. The young man is sitting on his seat. The girl next to him is slightly crooked with her beautiful eyes full of water.

Xu ran slightly droops the eye, that face no matter from which angle looks, all have no dead angle.

He always looks good in the school uniform.

Song Jing noticed that at the moment of entering the classroom, Xu Ran's first glance was on the girl's body. Although it was only 0.5 seconds, she still caught it.

Xu ran will not respond to other people's early questions.

Song Jing couldn't help biting her lip.

"Quietly, what are you looking at?"

The girl at the front desk turned back and looked along her eyes: "you are looking at Xu ran. That Su porcelain must be interesting to Xu ran. These days, she has been trying to talk to him, but Xu Ran is not willing to pay attention to her."

The girls look a little gloating.

Song Jing's face is a little ugly.

She shook the pen.

If Xu ran doesn't want to talk to him, he can directly treat each other as air.

But he didn't.

The canteen of No.2 Middle School has a good match of meat and vegetables. The price is not cheap, but it is not expensive.

When it was Xu Ran's turn to swipe the card, he found that there was not much money in it.

Zhao Meixin sometimes goes out for several days and doesn't come back. She seems to forget that she has a son at home.

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