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In order not to miss Hang Junbai's return, Gu Qingmei specially moved the small desk and did her homework at the door while waiting for her to come back.

But Gu Qingmei didn't see Hang Junbai's shadow when it was dark.

Propping her chin, Gu Qingmei looked at the gate of the courtyard.

All the houses in the courtyard are close to each other. The entrance of the courtyard is the gap left in the middle of the house. There is a dilapidated bluestone staircase at the bottom. Up the steps is a flat dam connecting the entire courtyard. It is paved with neat bluestones, but after the passage of time, most of the old bluestones have been pried away and replaced by smooth modern cement.

Looking around, the flat dam is divided into mottled spots by cement and old bluestone blocks. The old and old conflict and are out of place.

The dam in front of Gu Qingmei's house is still a bluestone slab, with green and lush grass squeezed out of the gaps, pulling out small pieces of vitality.

"Xiaomei, are you done with your homework? It's time to eat." Grandma shouted at the door.

"It's almost there." Gu Qingmei closed the exercise book and glanced at the door again.

Outside the door is a large green and swaying rice field, without the tall and thin shadow of Hang Junbai.

Must still be having dinner with those famous people at school...

Taking a last look at the milk tea on the table, Gu Qingmei lost her mind and went into the room to help grandma serve the dishes.

"Don't do it yet, you send these vegetables to Lily." Grandma handed over a vegetable basket, which contained today's newly picked vegetables.

Gu Qingmei was confused: "Huh? Lily?"

Grandma said: "It's the new family, Li Baihe, the mother of your classmate Hang Junbai."

Gu Qingmei blinked her eyes: "Oh. Grandma, when did you become familiar with their family..."

They are all called Lily.

Grandma smiled warmly and said, "We're getting to know each other now, and she even gave me a woolen shawl today! What a nice person, we'll treat him better in the future."

"Oh."

Gu Qingmei took the vegetable basket and brought the cup of milk tea with her before going out.

If Hang Junbai still doesn't come back, let Aunt Li forward it, as long as the expression of heart is in place.

As for the others, she should not think too much about it, after all, she is not from the same world.

Holding a basket in one hand and milk tea in the other, Gu Qingmei crossed Qingshiba, and when she stepped on the concrete floor in front of Hang Junbai's house, she heard the sound of a bicycle gliding across the ground.

Hang Junbai came back on his bicycle.

She is tall, and the picture of her long legs pedaling is very eye-catching.

With a whoosh, the car stopped at the steps of the door, then picked up the car handsomely with both hands, lifted it to the embankment of the yard, and then pushed it all the way.

Gu Qingmei was standing in the middle of the road, very conspicuous.

But when Hang Junbai passed by her, he just glanced at her coldly, then went straight over, parked his bicycle at the door, and went directly into the house in a cool manner.

Gu Qingmei gritted her teeth, but still shouted: "Hang Junbai."

Hang Junbai stopped, turned around, looked at her expressionlessly, and waited for her next words.

Gu Qingmei handed over the vegetable basket: "My grandma asked me to give it to your family. I just picked it today."

Hang Junbai took it: "Oh."

Gu Qingmei squeezed the milk tea tightly with her fingers, and only after mustering up her courage did she dare to raise her hand to bring it to her.

"For you, thank you for helping me today..."

"I didn't help you." Hang Junbai still had that expressionless and cold face, and he didn't look straight at Gu Qingmei, "Also, I don't like milk tea."

Gu Qingmei froze in embarrassment.

Not only did she have a hot face on her cold butt, she was also slapped by Hang Junbai with a wave.

It can be described as losing all face and shattering dignity.

Gu Qingmei clenched her fingers so tightly that she almost burst the milk tea cup.

Okay, she will be wrong, she will be ashamed of herself.

In the future, if she doesn't take the initiative to show affection to Hang Junbai without self-knowledge, her surname will not be Gu!

Gu Qingmei took a deep breath, endured the grievance and turned to leave when she heard Hang Junbai say something again.

"I like lemonade."

"Ah?" Gu Qingmei looked up at her without realizing it.

But Hang Junbai has already turned around and entered the house.

The confused Gu Qingmei was left alone in the night wind.

What does this guy mean?

I like lemonade, should I give her a glass of lemonade instead?

But she didn't admit that she helped her, so why ask her for lemonade?

But if you don't send it yourself, will you look stingy again?

In case, Hang Junbai is showing his friendship in disguise, as long as he buys another glass of lemonade, the two of them can settle their differences and become good...neighbors from now on.

Gu Qingmei's heart was in a mess, her mind was full of these messy thoughts.

It's just a glass of lemonade, and it's not expensive...

But what if she bought it, and Hang Junbai sneered at her again?

Didn't he lose face again?

So, should you buy it or not?

Ah, so annoying!

Gu Qingmei thumped the bed sullenly, struggling to sleep.

Turning over, she turned to look at the window.

After a few seconds, he sat up, got out of bed and opened the curtains to look outside.

The mansion on the opposite side is quiet, the light of Hang Junbai's bedroom shines through the gap in the curtains, it is quiet and peaceful.

Gu Qingmei stared at it for 10 minutes before deciding to buy it.

In class the next day, Gu Qingmei couldn't concentrate all day long, and was always paying attention to the movement of Hang Junbai behind her.

She found that this person usually spoke very little. When Nian Zhenzhen talked to her, she would listen to her most of the time, occasionally answering one or two um, oh, or what Nian Zhenzhen asked and what she answered.

And I usually don't make any noise in the classroom, and I won't be called by the teacher during the whole day's class, so I hardly have a sense of presence.

It doesn't match her flamboyant appearance at all.

She thought she was the kind of bastard, or a man with a rough personality, but why... so quiet like an ordinary girl?

Except for being extremely cold.

Gu Qingmei propped her chin, her eyes were fixed on the blackboard, but her thoughts went to the sky.

"Gu Qingmei!" The deskmate nudged her with an elbow, pulling her back from flying out, "The teacher is calling you!"

"Ah?" Gu Qingmei quickly stood up and looked at the chemistry teacher nervously.

Another chemistry teacher, she must have had a grudge against her in her previous life!

"Let me ask you, what's the choice for this question?" The chemistry teacher tapped on the question on the blackboard and asked in a cold voice.

Gu Qingmei stared at the strange reaction equation, her mind went blank.

The chemistry teacher stared at her unkindly, crossed his arms and waited for Gu Qingmei's answer.

As long as Gu Qingmei gives a wrong answer, she will be punished by copying the equation a hundred times!Gu Qingmei started school this semester, and she has already been fined twice!

She looked to Xiang Weiwei for help, but Xiang Weiwei flocked to her like a scumbag, and only gave Gu Qingmei a helpless look, then lowered her head and concentrated on reading the book.

Gu Qingmei's heart thumped, she just guessed randomly, and she died as long as she died, anyway, it's not the first time!

But at this moment, someone poked her back lightly twice with a pen.

The speed is very slow, with some kind of hint, no more, no less, only two strokes.

Gu Qingmei's heart beat violently, her face became hot and her back tensed.

"What to choose?" The chemistry teacher asked again.

Gu Qingmei swallowed, and replied softly: "B."

The chemistry teacher glanced at her in surprise, nodded, and said calmly: "It's option B, sit down."

Gu Qingmei sat down, her heart was still beating wildly in her chest.

She is helping her again.