this summer

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Jing Fan usually goes to the podium to give lectures. Many times, the teachers will ask her or He Cheng to come up when they are tired of speaking or there are too many solutions to a question.

But her hands are still green now, and although He Cheng dragged her to the hospital to buy medicine yesterday, she still can't even pinch chalk.

He Cheng raised his hand at this moment, "Let me come, teacher, I still have a solution to this problem."

"Alright," the math teacher went to the back of the classroom and pulled an empty chair to sit down, "Go."

Before He Cheng came to the stage, he threw a small ball of paper to Jing Fan, and Jing Fan unfolded it: Do me a favor this afternoon...

Jing Fan raised his eyebrows, it was time to take action.

However, the situation that He Cheng was worried that Bei Xiaochi would not come did not appear, so Jing Fan did not treat him as a lobbyist.

Passing by the cafe after school, Jing Fan saw the person who was playing with his mobile phone in the old place with his head down.

Song Han was sitting by the window, and when Jing Fan passed by, she saw it, leaving a glimmer of light for the blue figure who was getting closer.

Jing Fan stood in front of Song Han like last time, "Boss Song."

Only then did Song Han raise his head, "He Cheng is making up lessons for Bei Xiaochi, she called me." The corners of her lips curled up, "Come to inform me again?" Maybe there was a flirting friendship , she talks more casually with Jing Fan now.

"Just by the way." Jing Fan said, and then sat down opposite Song Han.

"Why, didn't you say hello and leave this time?" Song Han joked.Jing Fan has relaxed a lot in front of her since the fight the day before yesterday. The most obvious thing is that he has a smile on his face all the time. Although it is not as bright and charming as before, it makes people feel very comfortable.

There are more truths that teenagers should have.

In fact, Jing Fan didn't completely let go of her guard, it's just that all her disguises were almost torn off by Song Han, so there was no need to put on any more.

"Let me treat you to dessert." Jing Fan said.

Song Han raised his eyebrows, "Okay."

So Jing Fan looked through the menu and ordered two portions of poplar nectar.

Song Han actually doesn't like sweet food very much, it's too greasy.Just seeing Jing Fan being so active, he didn't refuse.

Jing Fan ate quite happily,

"How's the injury?" Song Han asked.

"I went to the hospital yesterday and bought medicinal wine." Jing Fan replied, taking a spoonful of diced mango and feeding it into his mouth.

"What kind of answer is this?" Song Han laughed, "I'm asking if you are serious."

Jing Fan looked up, "It's not serious, it will be fine in a few days, isn't Boss Song quite experienced?"

Song Han stirred the dessert in the bowl, looked over, "I'm not a doctor."

"The doctor said that yesterday's treatment was very good, otherwise there may be congestion, and the recovery will be slow."

"Will it affect the questions?" Song Han asked.

"It doesn't affect." Jing Fan replied.

Song Han was suspicious, his right hand was swollen.

Seeing her frown, Jing Fan added, "Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you do it or not."

Song Han originally wanted to say a few more words of concern, but when he heard her words, he immediately smiled.

"If Bei Xiaochi is here, it will be a blow." She put down the spoon, "Are you all so confident?"

"We Xueba, especially those who have completed the previous years' college entrance examination questions a year in advance, are so confident." Jing Fan said.

Song Han smiled and turned his head away, "What do you mean letting yourself go?"

"Live performance." Jing Fan replied solemnly, and then slowly fed the diced mango into his mouth.

"Jing Shen is amazing." Song Han said with his eyes bent.

Changing Jing Fan this time is embarrassing, this name has always been called by classmates, Song Han called it, a little weird.There is a feeling that the dimensional wall is broken.

"Isn't that what your school calls you?" Song Han said.It was Bei Xiaochi who gave her the science popularization back then, but she suddenly remembered it just now.

"Yeah." Jing Fan blushed a little.

"Yo, are you still embarrassed?" Song Han laughed.

"No." Jing Fan retorted, the dessert had already been cleaned by her, she picked up the schoolbag beside her, "I'm going home. I'll treat you to something else next time." She also saw that Song Han didn't like it This, the thing in front of it is barely moving.

"Hey," Song Han stopped her, "I'll take you back."

"No need, Bei Xiaochi should be here soon." Jing Fan refused.

He Cheng was very active, he went to report the case after understanding the matter clearly, and found that Huang Mao, Huang Mao promised Song Han to be a good person, and explained everything in the police station. It's bad, and it's impossible to be kind at all, so she doesn't have to worry about someone blocking her now.

"Just send her a message." Song Han shook the phone in his hand, "Is your home far away?"

"Not far, 10 minutes." Since the other party insisted.Jing Fan didn't refuse anymore, anyway, Song Hanxian.

"Let's go."

The wind in September is still very hot. When the car passed by, the heat rushed over, but my mood was not as irritable as when I walked this road before.

Song Han is indeed a person who is very good at finding topics, and obviously there is no topic of conversation, so he just chatted all the way to the downstairs of the rental house.

Song Han looked at the old residential building in front of him, "You live here?"

"Well," Jing Fan nodded, "It's a rented house."

Song Han was surprised, "Live alone?" In the third year of high school, the family is still so careless?

"I'm used to it." Jing Fan didn't chat with her anymore, turned around and entered the corridor, "Let's go, goodbye."