The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Seeing Tang Ziao holding the gift, looking at him and quickly lowering his eyelids, Xiao Jingchuan's face was startled. He straightened up slightly, lowered his eyes and looked at Tang Ziao calmly.

Only his tight jawline betrayed his inner tension.

Tang Jiao secretly took a breath and made up his mind. He raised his hand and piled the things on Xiao Jingchuan's table. He laid them out one by one without raising his head. He explained like he was pouring beans into his mouth, but his voice was strangely calm.

"This is from Zhang, the classmate next door, this is from Senior Liu, Class 2, Grade 2, this is also from Class [-], this is from Senior Liu, Grade [-], and this is..."

Her voice paused, she pursed her lips and thought for a while, then continued:

"This is the Peking University graduate school information given to you by Senior Sister Zhang Xinyi, a senior in high school. She said she likes you very much and is waiting for you at Peking University."

"Oh, there are these," Tang Jiao said, turning around and taking out a large stack of red, pink and colorful envelopes from his drawer, and placed them on top of the gifts.

"They are all letters for you. I can't remember them clearly. There should be names in them. You can read them yourself."

After finishing her words quickly without breathing, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then raised her eyes to look at Xiao Jingchuan.

There is a strange calmness in a pair of watery almond eyes that makes people guess.

It was quiet all around.

Lin Haojie was stunned by this divine development.

Chen Mili was also surprised. No wonder Tang Zi was wilting just now. It turned out that he had been pestered all morning.

Xiao Jingchuan watched Tang Jiao count the origins of these things one by one without saying a word, his expression turned ugly.

He folded his arms and leaned on the table without moving. His dark eyes stared at those annoying black pupils. For a long time, he just sneered coldly:

"Tang Jiao, are you the postman?"

The scene froze for a moment.

Tang Jiao was also choked by this unexpectedly cold tone.

Early in the morning, a bunch of strangers came chattering around. Some made soft and curious requests, some asked directly. There was also an arrogant girl who came in and saw her sitting at the table in front of Xiao Jingchuan. He asked her as if she was a prisoner. If he is not the person in the photo on the day of the physical examination, what does he have to do with Xiao Jingchuan?

She didn't feel angry either. These people just liked Xiao Jingchuan. He had helped her many times. It was not difficult for her to convey her feelings by offering flowers to Buddha.

However, Xiao Jingchuan didn't appreciate it and seemed to be angry.

He frowned and stared at her with a pair of beautiful black eyes, but there was no smile in them.

"Are you the postman?"

He was mocking her for being nosy.

Tang Jiao felt a little aggrieved and a little angry. After thinking about it, she seemed to be meddling in her own business, and she suppressed all her anger again.

From morning to now, several indistinct emotions have been mixed together and cannot be clearly understood.

She could only open her eyes wide in shock, her mouth slightly opened, and she looked up at Xiao Jingchuan blankly.

If there's no explanation, it's because she did bad things out of good intentions.

The taro cake he ate in the morning was a bit choking, and Tang Jiao felt sore and uncomfortable in his heart.

Xiao Jingchuan didn't know what was wrong with him. Seeing Tang Jiao's stunned and hurt expression, he felt a pain in his heart but couldn't help but feel angry.

I'm angry that she has no grudges at all, and I'm angry that I've just been so sentimental.

As soon as the words came out, the tone became even more wrong, and it was so cold that it hurt people.

"I won't accept gifts from people I don't like."

"Since you accepted it, take them all."

The classmates who had gathered around to share the food all dispersed when they saw this. Although they wanted to watch, a peek at Xiao Jingchuan's cold face revealed that it was obviously a wise choice to recognize him at this time.

Tang Jiao blinked his blank eyes slowly after being slapped with a knife on his face. When he came to his senses, he suddenly lowered his head and apologized, his face white and red at the same time.

"Yes, sorry!"

"It's me who's meddling in other people's business and causing trouble for you. I'll take it and give it back to them."

Tang Jiao apologized tremblingly without raising his head. He grabbed the piles of envelopes and gift boxes on the table with both hands, lowered his head and walked sideways around Xiao Jingchuan, who was standing frozen, and walked out quickly.

Some letters fell to the floor without anyone noticing, as if they were being chased by vicious dogs.

Lin Haojie was also stunned.

His Brother Xiao has always been very partial to Tang Jiao, and occasionally teases her. What's going on today?Although he usually annoys those admirers, it's not like...

Lin Haojie looked outside the door and hesitated: "This...Brother Xiao..."

Xiao Jingchuan said nothing, and stared at the pink envelope falling from the corner of the table with a sullen face and a few clusters of blooming cherry blossoms printed on it.

With a cold, handsome face that said no strangers should enter, he raised his feet and walked out.

Chen Mili couldn't help but whisper: "Why are you suddenly venting your anger on Tang Jiao..."

In the classroom, the stagnant air finally circulated.

"Hiss~ Xiao Shen's cold face is really beautiful and freezing. I just dare not breathe."

"Yes, the academic god is very bad-tempered this semester. Last time he kicked Zhang Feifei's desk and scared me so much."

Zhang Feifei sat on her seat, holding the pages of the book and lowering her eyes.

"Feifei, I'm so sorry for you."

Zhang Feifei raised her eyes and looked at Zhuang Tingting at the front table.

"Some people think they are rich and valuable just because they have been accidentally injured. They think Xiao Jingchuan protects her so much that they don't get the same cold shoulder."

Zhuang Tingting said nonchalantly, showing a little bit of injustice:

"You were also hated by Xiao Jingchuan. Now the classmates don't want to talk to you anymore. It's obvious that you didn't do anything wrong. It's good for her. She thinks she's in it."

"That's right. She wears a hat every day to pretend to be mysterious. If she doesn't let her talk, she will get a cold face from Xiao Jingchuan."

My deskmate Qi Min also nodded seriously.

Zhang Feifei lowered her eyes and listened, her eyelashes trembling.

Tang Jiao was a little confused after running out.

Not long after she came to school, she couldn't figure out which class's door opened in which direction.What's more, the three teaching buildings in No. [-] Middle School are connected by corridors, so they look the same wherever you go.

She was so ashamed and embarrassed by Xiao Jingchuan's words.

It was something she accepted without permission, so she could only return it piece by piece.

After walking two floors, he returned two of them. The other person stood at the door with an unhappy look on his face. Tang Jiao didn't say anything more, nodded and turned around to leave.

She walked through the teaching building holding exquisite gift boxes of various sizes and many letters in her hands.

A petite girl with a pretty face, fair skin, but short hair, was looking around and walking around holding a lot of colorful gift boxes and envelopes.

It's suspicious and hard not to notice.

Early in the morning, when it was time to go to the classroom to have breakfast and prepare for morning lessons, many people saw a suspicious figure flashing past the door.

"What is that classmate in front of me doing?"

A strong and stern voice came from behind.

Tang Jiao paused.

Within a few breaths, she felt strangely blessed and connected the person behind the voice with the rumored director of Guijianchou that Chen Mili had mentioned many times.

Between standing still and being caught or running away immediately, Tang Jiao chose the latter without hesitation because of his survival instinct.

She ran away without looking back.

Carrying so many gifts and love letters, you will die if you are caught!

"Stop! Why are you running?"

The voice behind him obviously didn't expect the short-haired boy to be so provocative, and became even more angry.

There were a lot of people in the corridor. If you were not careful, you would bump into them. Tang Jiao panicked and had no choice but to run to a place with fewer people.

After finally running to a place with few people, she just turned in.

suddenly!

A hand stretched out from beside her, covered her mouth, and easily dragged her into the classroom behind her.

click.

The sound of the door lock bolt engaging the lock.

As soon as his vision dimmed, the door was closed.

Tang Jiao's mouth was covered, his hand was grabbed, and he pressed it against the door panel.

Her eyes widened in fear and she struggled hard.