this summer

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"Just order a takeaway, and you didn't do it yourself, so feel free to tell people you're welcome." Song Han rolled his eyes.

"Sister, can you save me some face?" Bei Xiaochi pouted.

"Thank you." Jing Fan took the chopsticks that Bei Xiaochi handed over.

She must be really hungry now, after all, she still has an empty stomach.

Song Han's words were too personal. She understood the general idea, but it was impossible to put it into practice. Her burden was really difficult to unload.

In the past two years, she has used the most stringent standards for herself, whether it is study, manners, or dealing with people, she has gradually become used to burying some things in her heart, not talking about them, not touching them, and pretending that they don't exist.

But in fact, they are all self-deception.Just like that day, the moment my hand touched the guitar, it moved involuntarily.

After dinner, Song Han went downstairs again, and before leaving, he specially asked them not to go down and run around.

As soon as He Cheng finished the banquet, he received a call from Zhou Yu, listening to him recount Jing Fan's deeds today in an exaggerated way.

"...Brother Cheng, Jingshen is really handsome today."

"Well, don't say it outside." He Cheng's tone was serious.

"Oh, oh, I know, I told them all, and I can't say a word about what happened today."

"Okay, is there anything else?"

"No, Jingshen asked me to ask her for leave in the afternoon, and she didn't come for evening self-study. I thought she must be in a bad mood today. Would you like to talk to her? That Zhang Yu is really annoying."

"Understood, I hung up."

Jing Fan had just told Bei Xiaochi about the geometric sequence when he received the call from He Cheng.

"Hey."

"Are you at home? Have you eaten yet?"

"In Chihuang." Jing Fan replied, the hand that wrote the formula hadn't stopped.

"Chihuang? Why are you there?" He Cheng was surprised, and stopped opening the door.

"Run around," Jing Fan stopped writing, and motioned Bei Xiaochi to read the paper.Then he said, "Come and pick me up."

"Okay, wait." He Cheng responded, turning around and telling the driver to give him the key.

"Is it Senior He Cheng?" Bei Xiaochi asked.

"Yeah." Jing Fan took another piece of acting paper and started to write.

Bei Xiaochi's heart for gossip was aroused, and he lay on the table and asked her, "Sister, what is the relationship between you and Senior He Cheng? I always thought you were a couple before." The CP of the two of them has been cute for so long .

"We are cousins." Jing Fan replied.There's no need to hide it from her. In fact, I didn't deliberately hide it in school. It's just that when people see them together, they subconsciously think that they are a couple. After all, they are too good for each other.It just happened that this also blocked a lot of confessions to each other, so I didn't clarify it.

Bei Xiaochi opened his mouth wide, with a look of surprise on his face, "It turns out that you...my cp has been completely demolished..."

"You should study hard and don't think about it. You are really smart, but your foundation is too weak. If you want to improve, you have to start from scratch." Jing Fan said.

"But it's too difficult...I'm afraid I have to go back to the furnace and rebuild it." Bei Xiaochi's head drooped, and when he mentioned studying, his whole body became limp.

"Your sister, don't you ask for your studies?" Jing Fan asked. Although Song Han looked unprincipled, he shouldn't be so irresponsible, otherwise he wouldn't have talked so much to her.

"My sister said, as long as I can be responsible for my own future, it doesn't matter." Bei Xiaochi said helplessly.

There was nothing wrong with it, but Jing Fan's hand holding the pen tightened suddenly.

"Your own affairs are up to you." My mother's voice rang in my mind.

"It doesn't matter?" Her voice was a little heavy.

"She has been transferred to the art class since the beginning of school." Song Han went upstairs to them from the door at some unknown time, "I played for a year in the first year of high school, and I am planning to hire her a tutor in a few days. She walked behind Bei Xiaochi and patted Cai Cai's head, "If you keep messing around, your brain will be useless."

"Studying art also requires cultural courses, and the foundation of the first year of high school is very important." Jing Fan looked at her, and the emotion that had just eased up seemed to return in his eyes.

Song Han didn't know which of his words offended this girl, so he could only smile, "Yes, it's my first time being an older sister, and I have no experience. Isn't this making up for it?"

Bei Xiaochi raised his head and looked at her resentfully with his rumpled hair.

Jing Fan's hand suddenly loosened, realizing his gaffe, so he adjusted his expression, "Xiaochi is very smart, as long as he works hard, it won't be a problem to make up for it."

When Bei Xiaochi was praised, he laughed.

Song Han noticed her mood change and didn't continue the topic, "He Cheng is here, waiting for you downstairs, come with me."

"En." Jing Fan got up to follow her, and Bei Xiaochi waved his hand reluctantly.

They kept sending Jing Fan to the parking lot, and the two of them didn't speak any more.

He Cheng was leaning against the car door, still wearing formal clothes, looking quite refined.Seeing them approaching, he stood up straight.

He smiled at Song Han, "Boss Song."

Song Han nodded in response, and instructed, "Driving carefully at night."

"Don't worry." He Cheng agreed, and walked around to the co-pilot to open the door for Jing Fan.

Jing Fan glanced at He Cheng, then turned to Song Han and said, "Thank you."

Her tone was very light, indifferently, as if she was evaporated by the August air as soon as she spoke.

"You're welcome." Song Han waved his hand, "In the future, don't run around alone. You are young and don't know the dangers of the world."