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"You... who were you planning to give it to..."

"It's not you anyway."

"Then I don't want it anymore."

When Su San heard this, he stuffed the apple back into Lin Xiaoxian's pocket, and Lin Xiaoxian took out another one from another pocket, grinning:

"This is for you."

"Then... what about this one?"

"This one belongs to me, but well, I'll give it to you now, as a compensation for you."

Lin Xiaoxian put two apples into Su Yuan's two pockets, and gently held her cold left hand:

"Su Yuan, one apple represents peace, and two apples represent peace and safety. I will give you my own apple, so that both of us can be safe and sound. How nice it is."

Su Yuan continued to shrink his head into the hat, almost unable to see his face.

"What are you doing? Imitating a turtle?"

"You're the turtle, I'm just... cold..."

Su Yuan lied, he had gloves on his right hand and Lin Xiaoxian on his left, his cheeks were still hot, and his whole body was hot.

"Go in if it's cold."

Lin Xiaoxian actually led her in like this, Su Yuan couldn't speak in shock.

Fortunately, the classroom was noisy and everyone was playing their own things, and no one noticed.

It's just that there seemed to be a particularly cold gaze that stayed on them for a while, very briefly.

After returning to his seat and sitting for a while, Su Yuan's left hand was already very hot.

"Is it still cold?"

"There's...a little..."

Su Yuan lied again, she was not a girl who liked to lie before.

"Then put your gloves back on."

"You are so stupid, how do you put the glove on your right hand on your left hand?"

Lin Xiaoxian shook his head: "No, I bought these gloves for Xiaoyan before. They were originally made with mittens, and the stitching was specially designed to be compatible with both hands."

So it was true, Su Yuan tried it and it was true.

But the back of Lin Xiaoxian's holding her hand became a little cold.

"Lin Xiaoxian, you should wear it for a while."

"I'm not afraid of the cold."

This is the truth, but Su Yuan doesn't believe it:

"This is your right hand. You can't write because of frostbite."

"I can use my left hand."

This is also the truth, but Su Yuan continued not to believe it:

"You wear it first, I'm not cold anymore anyway."

This was still the truth, but it was Lin Xiaoxian's turn not to believe it.

"Well, let's wear it together."

The gloves with mittens are relatively loose. Although Lin Xiaoxian's palm is thick enough, the hand at the same table is also small enough.

The thick right hand and the small left hand are squeezed into the same glove, like two little people wrapped in a quilt, so naturally they will never be cold again.

Its warming effect far exceeded Lin Xiaoxian's expectations, because he was surprised to find that Su Yuan's palms were sweating finely.

"Su Yuan, you..."

"I, I, I... I'm in a cold sweat!"

Su Yuan faltered and couldn't explain clearly, so he didn't bother to care about it so much, he passed through Lin Xiaoxian's fingers and clasped it tightly, anyway, it's fine if he doesn't want him to run away.

The bell for class ended and the bell for get out of class ended, and the temperature difference fell very quickly at night, and the cold wind blew through the cracks of the window, but Su Yuan felt like a small heater in his heart.

And Lin Xiaoxian next to him also had a small heater at this time.

He carefully opened the box Gu Xiaoyan gave him, took away the apple, and took out the paper crane that was under it.

The folded letter paper seemed to be a folded girl's heart. Lin Xiaoxian's movements were surprisingly gentle, and he unfolded it slowly. After he couldn't help laughing, his eyes were filled with warmth and love.

The light pink letterhead paper has a simple ink scent. The first line of the title is two big characters, and then it is densely packed, filling up to a hundred.

This is really the roughest, most direct, and cutest love letter Lin Xiaoxian has ever seen.

When Xiaoyan wrote these one hundred sentences, she was really serious about every stroke, and every word was neat and meticulous.

If he didn't say it, Lin Xiaoxian thought it was written by the study committee.

He put this away carefully, thinking to himself, when will he write back to her...

137 She is like a moon

"Lin Xiaoxian!"

"Isn't it cold for you two to stand outside every day in the wind?"

"Hee hee, then come and warm us up."

Lin Xiaoxian was harassed by the liberal arts girls from Class [-] and Class [-] on his way back to the classroom from the toilet every day.

In the beginning, this gang of Yingying and Yanyan knew they were being ashamed, but gradually they became blatant.

Lin Xiaoxian's attitude also changed from pretending to ignore to perfunctory coping, and finally he was assimilated helplessly, and would respond to harassment from time to time.

"The little girl's self-esteem is important."

"Cut, prudish..."

"It's the real scripture."

Lin Xiaoxian held his head high.

"To be honest, I already have a girlfriend, so you should be more reserved every day, and avoid provoking married men."

Lin Xiaoxian pretended to put his hands behind his back and announced a "big news".

However, when the girls heard this, they didn't react as expected. They looked at each other with strange expressions:

"We already knew this..."

"what?"

I knew?

Lin Xiaoxian was stunned for a while, didn't he formally date Gu Xiaoyan just two days ago?

"Your girlfriend is the monitor of your seventh class."

Someone spoke the truth in one bite.

But as we all know, there is often more than one truth, and a second person immediately tells the second "truth":

"No, no, it's that Zhou Jia."

"Who is Zhou Jia?"

"A top student in science is about the same as Hu Zhiwen in our class."

"oh oh..."

Oh shit!

gossip.

gossip.

"No, no, no..." Lin Xiaoxian shook his head like a rattle, and then the chatty person appeared:

"Oh, please don't talk nonsense!"

A girl in glasses with twisted two braids suddenly popped out.

She stood beside Lin Xiaoxian, pinched her waist with one hand, and stretched out her index finger with the other, wanting to clean up Lin Xiaoxian's "grievance":

"What's the matter with the class monitor and Zhou Jia, have you forgotten the little loli next to him?"

"Which little loli? I don't remember."

Don't say they don't remember, Lin Xiaoxian also wondered.

After thinking about it, Lin Xiaoshu seems to be the only one who can be regarded as a loli around her age.

That misunderstanding is even bigger.

Although the two of them don't look much alike, Xiaoshu is a real biological sister.

There is no doubt about that.

Life is not a TV series. It is impossible for things like blood to be thicker than water to be reversed, right?

But after listening to the description of Twist Braid, it seems that she is not talking about Lin Xiaoshu.

"It's also from class seven, the very good-looking one, and the school uniform is always a little too big."

"Oh, I've seen it! It seems to be called Su Yuanyuan or Gao Yuanyuan..."

What a god, Gao Yuanyuan, my name is O'Neill!

Lin Xiaoxian complained from the bottom of his heart. The reason why he thought of O'Neill was because he once bought a Blizzard game account, and the ID was O'Neill vs. Gao Yuanyuan, which left an inexplicable deep impression on him.

"You are talking about my deskmate, who is called Su Yuan, what Gao Yuanyuan."

"Yeah, that's Su Yuan, isn't she your girlfriend?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not..."

Lin Xiaoxian waved his hand, like chasing a duck: "Don't guess, and don't spread it randomly! That's it, let's go."

"Hey, don't worry, there are benefits."

Lin Xiaoxian looked sideways, there are benefits for chatting with these gossip girls.

The twisted braid ran into the classroom in a flash, and then brought out a bunch of swollen things.

There are potato chips, yam chips, Miao crispy corners, Wangzai puffs, Shanghaojia shrimp crackers...

All snacks.

"What do you mean?" Lin Xiaoxian pointed to himself, "For me?"

"Yeah, how's it going, our class five girls treat you well?"

Lin Xiaoxian nodded noncommittally, but he was very disdainful in his heart.

What's good or bad, it's not just being greedy for one's own appearance.

Oh, woman...

But this time Lin Xiaoxian seemed to be a bit too narcissistic. The pile of snacks that Twist Braid gave him was not in his own name, but a "Christmas gift" distributed by Class [-] to other brother classes.

"When did your class become the brother class of our seventh class?"

"It's always been there, what's so strange about it, anyway, our Chinese class is taught by Du Tianjun."

That is to say, but the formation of brothers in arts and sciences is always a bit of a concern, and it vaguely gives people a sense of double cultivation in martial arts novels.

I have to say that I still know how to play in liberal arts, and these snacks are still in the second place. Lin Xiaoxian took a look into the classroom of Class [-], and it was very lively.

The banner above the blackboard was pasted with gold powder paper, and various artistic words and graffiti were sprayed with foam cans on the windows. When Lin Xiaoxian left, he even saw someone moving tables and benches, as if there was some kind of party going on.

On the other hand, Class [-], when everyone gave apples, they should try their best to avoid being called by Du Tianjun, so as not to be scolded for "not doing their job properly".

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When Lin Xiaoxian walked to the door of the classroom with welfare in his arms, he "coincidentally ran into" Gu Xiaoyan.

It's strange, after interacting with the most familiar girl, Lin Xiaoxian found that he didn't know how to greet her.