I rejected your confession, so you picked up my best friend and took her home?

The two of them were so busy that they had to eat together.

Yin Mengran sat at the small table, looking at the noodles, hot water and medicine on the table. She felt a little complicated and didn't raise her hands.

She must have resisted at first. She and Zhou Heng were not that familiar. Even if they were classmates, they didn't say a word to each other all year round.

But now she was in his house, wearing his clothes, and eating what he made calmly. How could this be possible?

But her body wanted her to accept it. After all, the feeling of hunger had occupied her brain, and now it kept sending signals to her body to let her eat quickly.

She looked aside. Zhou Heng was sitting at another table, holding a pen, as if he was doing homework, completely ignoring her side, as if he didn't exist.

As if sensing Yin Mengran's gaze, Zhou Heng stopped writing and said softly:

"You are not such a shy person, are you? Eat, I will lend you an umbrella after you finish eating, and you can leave."

"......"

Hearing that Zhou Heng had said so, Yin Mengran had no reason to refuse.

She carefully picked up the chopsticks, picked up a small bite and put it into her mouth. The warm feeling instantly spread throughout her body.

Then, she no longer hesitated and ate in big mouthfuls, but she didn't dare to make any sound.

Ten minutes later, Yin Mengran ate cleanly, then drank the hot water, and did not take the medicine, because she felt that it should be nothing serious.

Then, she stood up and took something out of her wet clothes pocket.

She walked to Zhou Heng's side, handed the thing to him, and whispered:

"That... Thank you..."

"Hmm?"

Zhou Heng looked up and found that Yin Mengran was holding a hundred-yuan bill.

"What do you mean by giving me money?"

"I don't want to owe you..."

Zhou Heng looked into Yin Mengran's eyes and saw her serious look. She didn't seem to be joking.

Zhou Heng didn't take it, but turned his head and looked at the test paper in front of him, muttering: "Don't give me money if you don't want to owe me..."

"You are a good student, aren't you? I don't know how to do this big question. If you teach me, I won't owe you."

Zhou Heng tapped the big question on the test paper with a pen.

Yin Mengran looked down and blurted out subconsciously: "It's so simple, what can't I do..."

"Sorry, I just can't do such a simple question."

"Uh..."

Yin Mengran closed her mouth awkwardly, then stretched out her hand and began to teach Zhou Heng how to do this question.

Zhou Heng listened very carefully, but he had to admit that his brain was indeed not as smart as others.

In the end, Yin Mengran was so meticulous that Zhou Heng understood.

After finishing the question, Yin Mengran planned to leave. Although the school uniform had been hung under the air conditioner for a while, it was still quite damp. She had no other choice.

"This clothes and umbrella... I will return them to you when I go to school..."

Yin Mengran stood at the door and said softly.

She was wearing a still damp school uniform, and Zhou Heng's clothes inside. She put the rest of her wet clothes in a bag.

When Zhou Heng heard her say this, he realized that Yin Mengran had not come to school for many days.

She was Tong Yining's good friend , Tong Yining was not in a good mood because she didn't come in the past few days,

So when he confessed, he could feel that Tong Yining was very irritable,

At this time, Zhou Heng realized that something was wrong, so he frowned and asked:

"Let me ask you, if you leave now, do you have anywhere to go?"

He was particularly unnosy, so he didn't ask why Yin Mengran was there or why she was crying,

But for some reason, he wanted to ask this question now, he always felt that Yin Mengran would probably stay outside after leaving this time.

Sure enough, when Zhou Heng asked this, Yin Mengran was speechless for a moment, lowered her head, and did not speak...

Zhou Heng tapped the table with a pen and said lightly: "If you have nowhere to go, then you can't leave. Do you have your mobile phone with you?"

"No..."

Zhou Heng took out his mobile phone, opened the dial interface, and asked:

"What's your parents' phone number? I'll call them and ask them to pick you up."

"..."

"?"

Zhou Heng didn't hear Yin Mengran's voice, so he looked up,

As a result, he saw Yin Mengran standing there, motionless, with tears condensed in her eyes like crystals,

"You..."

Zhou Heng silently let it go

He realized something was wrong with his cell phone. Could it be that something happened at home?

In the middle of the night, he made her cry at home. Isn’t this a bad influence?

It seems that I can't ignore this trivial matter...

He thought of many words in his mind, words of comfort, words of inquiry,

But because he was not good at speaking, the last words he said were:

"Um...what's the situation?"

Yin Mengran sobbed for a long time before she slowly opened her mouth and explained the situation to Zhou Heng.

Her parents died in a car accident more than a week ago when they were driving out.

Now she is no different from an orphan. No relatives want to take care of her, and her grandparents are gone.

Zhou Heng almost frowned as he listened to the whole thing. Now he finally understood why Yin Mengran would sit there and cry alone.

She hadn't come to school for several days and was still wearing a school uniform.

Such a tragic thing actually made her bear it alone. It was really too difficult for her.

"Then you...don't have a home to return to?"

Hearing Zhou Heng's question, Yin Mengran seemed to have heard something extremely sad, and her face was full of sadness. The grief became heavier.

Although Zhou Heng was not good at speaking, he knew that he might have asked the wrong question when he saw Yin Mengran's expression.

Think about it, if he had a home to return to, he wouldn't be out in the rain. Maybe there was some unspeakable hardship.

The environment was very quiet at this time, and only Yin Mengran's faint sobbing could be heard. Zhou Heng's eyes dodged and he sat there on pins and needles, not knowing what to do.

Yin Mengran was the monitor of their class. Not only did he have good grades, but he also had the best popularity. He was cheerful and sunny, and particularly optimistic.

There is no doubt that he was the core and soul of the class, a good friend of his classmates, and the pride of the teacher. People like him were completely opposite.

And now, such a person actually cried like a tearful person in his own home...

If she went to school and told other classmates about this, she would not only be the laughing stock of the class, but also the enemy of the class.

It was really funny that she didn't understand the study and was isolated by the whole class.

Now Zhou Heng only wanted to understand one thing, that is, no matter what, he couldn't let Yin Mengran leave.

Knowing her situation, how could he bear to let her leave, not to mention it was raining heavily outside.

Thinking of this, Zhou Heng stood up, walked over, and took the bag from Yin Mengran's hand...