After the Xueba character was exposed

Zhou Xuanyi was taken aback: "Ah? Don't you know?"

Jian Yao hadn't recovered yet, looked at Zhou Xuanyi with a dull look, and recalled the students he saw in the study room before, except for Wan Xinxin and Shen Zhengyuan, the others had no impression.

Jiang Zhao replied for Jian Yao: "I didn't pay attention."

"I also heard what Zhao Qi said. He went home with Liu Jiayi before. Didn't he fail the monthly exam last time? He started running to the study room after school. I guess he wanted to make a dash for the last month." Zhou Xuanyi After finishing speaking, he laughed disdainfully, "It seems that he went to the study room earlier than you, but you didn't notice it? The sense of existence is too low."

Jian Yao finally regained his composure and looked towards Liu Jiayi in the middle. Liu Jiayi was sitting upright and reading, and Jian Yao could even hear him reading when sitting in the last row.

"We didn't go until after dinner. At that time, the seats in the middle were basically full, and I might not even be able to see you sitting inside." Jian Yao said as he sat up and leaned against the wall, "It shouldn't be him making a small report. Xinxin herself told her family that she went to the study room and came home so late every day, her mother would be surprised if she didn't doubt it."

"Why did she tell the family by herself?" Zhou Xuanyi sighed after being shocked, "Hey, it's still too naive."

Jian Yao shrugged his shoulders and said nothing, his eyes were still looking at Liu Jiayi intentionally or unintentionally, Zhou Xuanyi seemed to be about to speak, when the window pane was knocked a few times suddenly, Zhao Jin ran to him and stood beside him, through the transparent glass Staring at him with a straight face, scared him half to death, obediently turned back and picked up the textbook and read aloud.

Wan Xinxin has also returned to work. She walked quickly with her head down, and then sat down on her stomach and didn't move.

Jian Yao is not in the mood to take care of Wan Xinxin now, he himself is a little flustered.

Since the last week's test paper, Liu Jiayi never came to Jiang Zhao to get close. He didn't take the initiative to come over, and the two had almost no other interaction, and they haven't even said a word since then.

Liu Jiayi also went to the study room, so did he see him and Jiang Zhao?

So what if you see it?He and Jiang Zhao didn't do anything. Although Liu Jiayi didn't fight with them on the surface, he definitely hated them. It's not normal to pretend not to see them.

At most, they held hands on the first day...but what kind of big deal is that?And how long has passed, Liu Jiayi wanted to inform the informant and reported it long ago.

Jian Yao looked at Jiang Zhao, and found that Jiang Zhao seemed to be looking at Liu Jiayi too, with some kind of guard on his brows.

Instead, he calmed down, took a book and moved to Jiang Zhao's side, whispering, "Go to the study room today and see where he sits."

Jiang Zhao: "Yes."

"Don't worry." Jian Yao rubbed Jiang Zhao's knee, "We didn't go to the study room to fall in love, but to study piously. There is nothing to be afraid of with a clear conscience."

Jiang Zhao: "..."

Jiang Zhao: "Has Wan Xinxin noticed the pious study?"

Jian Yao: "That doesn't count, Wan Xinxin obviously saw Renji with rotten eyes, and accidentally saw the truth with the possession of the Emperor Ou."

Jiang Zhao: "..." You are right.

Jian Yao didn't care until after school in the evening, the two of them went to eat first as usual, and then went to the self-study room.

It has been raining in winter for the past two days, and the cold wind has become even colder. There are many umbrellas at the door of the study room, and some of them took umbrellas and put them on the side of the seat. The floor is wet.

Many students took off their school uniforms and jackets, all kinds of winter clothes with umbrellas and textbooks, Jian Yao was a little dazzled after looking around.

He deliberately fiddled with the umbrella at the door for a while, and searched carefully for a long time, but he couldn't find Liu Jiayi's figure.

Jian Yao asked Jiang Zhao: "Have you seen him?"

Jiang Zhao shook his head.

"It's unscientific. The exam is coming soon, shouldn't he come more frequently?" Jian Yao whispered to himself, wondering, when another person came in behind.

That person closed the umbrella and shook it outside twice, it was Liu Jiayi.

He looked up and saw Jian Yao and Jiang Zhao, standing together at the door and looking at him, the disgust in his heart instantly swelled.

There is no one else I know here, and now that Jian Yao and Jiang Zhao have fallen out, Liu Jiayi no longer hides anything, and looks at them with a frown, eyes full of disgust.

Jian Yao didn't expect this person to look like he was going to make a fuss when he came, and he was still a little dazed. He noticed that Jiang Zhao who was beside him took a step forward, and hurriedly pulled him back. When he looked up again, he saw Jiang Zhao and did not show any weakness. He frowned.

Jiang Zhao is like this, seemingly helpless, but he is not easy to bully, no matter how angry he is, he can kill the opponent without leaving a piece of armor.

Jian Yao tugged Jiang Zhao and pulled him back, signaling Jiang Zhao not to look for trouble.Liu Jiayi didn't dare to do anything serious, besides, it was still a self-study room, after expressing his disgust, he lowered his head and walked away from the two of them.

Jian Yao and Jiang Zhao put away their umbrellas and went to sit down at the old place. This time Wan Xinxin was not there, and there were only the two of them in the corner, but they only dared to study honestly.

It's obvious that Liu Jiayi hates them, but Jian Yao can't figure out that look, and he doesn't know whether his relationship with Jiang Zhao has been seen by this person.

Hurry up for the final exam.

When the exams are over and the winter vacation is over, he and Jiang Zhao will no longer be in the same class as Liu Jiayi, so they don't need to pay attention to this person.

Jian Yao's prayers may have helped a little, the winter rain cleared up for a few days, and the final exam came as expected.

Large-scale exams will be strictly assigned to the exam room, and this time a completely new face came in Class One, and even occupied the front No. [-] position on the far left.

The new face was sticking to Jiang Zhao's side with a pencil case in his hand, insisting on walking side by side with Jiang Zhao because of his thinness, even squeezing in through the door together.

He was dishonest in his seat, turned sideways and put his arms on Jiang Zhao's desk, chatting in a low voice, completely without the nervousness of the final exam.

Not only not nervous, but also excited.

"Over there, what's the name of the penultimate one in the third row?" Jian Yao asked in a low voice.

Jiang Zhao didn't even turn his head: "I don't remember."

Jian Yao rolled his eyes: "You liar, this class is basically your classmates from the first year of high school, right? I don't think it will change much in the next semester, so let me know in advance, so that I don't get along when I first come here."

Jiang Zhao raised his eyes to look at him: "Isn't it enough to get along with me?"

Jian Yao still wanted to say something, but the invigilator walked in, so he had to roll his eyes again, and sat back to meet the exam.

The two-day final exam is over, and the winter vacation begins. Although it is only ten days, all the students are very excited.

This time, the school mercifully let all the students have a good year, and only distributed the answers of the test papers of each subject for everyone to estimate their own scores. The official results will not be released until the school starts.

The winter vacation was not like New Year's Day. Jiang Zhao had to go home, and Jian Yao had to go back to the Wenbo Garden. The two sent the cat to Zhang Wenbin for foster care. After returning, they spent the night on the bed, and went home the next day.

Originally, he was planning to make an appointment to go out to play, but Zhang Xuenian took Jiang Zhao back to his hometown not long after he returned, and he could only return to City C after the Chinese New Year, so the two had to contact by mobile phone.

However, the Internet in my hometown is not good, so I have to stand on the balcony or by the window to chat smoothly, and there are always people coming and going in and out of the house, and audio and video are not convenient, so Jiang Zhao spends half of the day in his hometown by the window The one who was blown by the wind, who was already cold, was made even colder by the wind, and the neighbors and children didn't dare to play with him.

During the period of staying in his hometown, Zhang Xuenian did not assign tasks to Jiang Zhao, and Jiang Zhao was not idle. The neighbors in the village came to visit every now and then. In addition, I have to use crappy technology to accompany my grandma to buy new year's goods.

On the New Year's Eve, Jiang Zhao made a plate of dumplings. From the strange shape at the beginning to the later, he gradually got used to it. He took some good-looking ones and sent them to Jian Yao. After watching the 0% turn for a long time, it finally turned into 1%. With a numb face, he canceled the sending of the picture and typed.

Jiang Zhao: I made some beautiful dumplings

Y: Really?

Y: No picture, no truth

Jiang Zhao looked at the screen and hesitated for a while, then stood up and talked to grandma, and went to the balcony to send the picture to Jian Yao.

Y: Very talented, Chef Jiang

Y: I am also making dumplings with my grandma

Y: [image]

Jiang Zhao:.

Jiang Zhao: Did you wrap the crispy corners?

Y: [hammer]

Y: Take a screenshot, let’s settle the accounts together after the Chinese New Year

Jiang Zhao smiled, chatted with Jian Yao a few more words, and waited for Jian Yao to continue making dumplings before turning back to the house.

Zhang Xuenian came back at some point, and was sitting in Jiang Zhao's previous seat, talking to grandma while making dumplings.

"You are almost forty, and you still don't consider finding another one? Jiang Zhao is so sensible, so he must understand you."

"Hey, Mom, it's not that I can't support myself, it's fine now."

"What's the matter? Now you still have Jiang Zhao. After a few years, he will have his own little family, and you still want to get involved?"

"What am I involved in? It's not that I can't be alone, hey, don't worry about it, I have to say it every time I come back, and I won't come back after this."

Grandma snorted angrily, and then sighed: "I really don't understand what you think, Jiang Yuning is such a nice person, you insist on leaving him, how is he abroad now? I heard that he hasn't found a new one yet. What about..."

"What's none of my business? I haven't contacted him, so I don't know how he is." Zhang Xuenian changed his face when he heard Jiang Yuning's name, and said coldly, "Why mention him during the Chinese New Year, bad luck."

After she finished speaking, she buried her head in making dumplings, and it seemed that she was not going to talk to anyone anymore.

In the evening, after the family had a lively New Year's Eve dinner, they nestled on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Jiang Zhao watched it for a while, but couldn't really arouse any interest. He was trying to find an excuse to go back to the house, when a phone call came.

He glanced at the screen, tilted his head and said to his grandma, "I'm going to answer the phone."

Grandma also knew that he didn't like to watch the Spring Festival Gala at this age, so she waved her hand and let him go, but Zhang Xuenian turned her head and glanced at his lit phone, then turned back without saying anything.

The call was from Jiang Yuning. He couldn't go back to China during the Chinese New Year, so he could only express his condolences through the screen of his mobile phone. The two of them talked for a short time. The network in his hometown was too bad, and the voice call was often cut off. After three times, Jiang Yuning didn't continue to call. , sent a few messages over.

Jiang Zhao didn't go out after that, moved a stool and sat by the window to chat with Jian Yao.

Jian Yao didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't respond positively. At first, Jiang Zhao thought it was because his internet was too poor to receive the news, but later he confirmed that this person didn't reply.

In order to protect the environment, whipping is banned everywhere, and the same is true here in my hometown. The taste of the New Year seems not so strong. Earlier, there were a few children playing in the snow outside, and they were called back home. There was silence outside the window. Everyone They are all nestled at home, and there is not even a passing car on the side of the road.

Grandpa and grandma couldn't stay up so late, and went back to bed after 10 o'clock. Zhang Xuenian was watching the Spring Festival Gala outside alone, and turned off the TV after 11 o'clock, and seemed to go to the balcony to video with Zhang Wenbin and the others.

The lights in the bedroom were very dim, which made the night even more lonely. The voices of Zhang Wenbin and Zhang Xuenian could be heard from the balcony from time to time. In a word, I couldn't help typing to ask.

Jiang Zhao: What are you doing?

After another long time of no reply, the voice outside suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Zhao became restless for no reason.

The bedroom door was knocked lightly a few times, Zhang Xuenian opened it and walked in.

Holding the cup in her hand, the heat was bubbling out, she went to the bed and sat down.

"Haven't slept yet? Waiting for New Year's Eve?"

Jiang Zhao let out a "hmm" and looked down at the phone.

Zhang Xuenian took a sip of hot water, seemed to be distracted, and suddenly asked, "Did your dad call you just now?"

Jiang Zhao: "Yes."

"What did you say?" Zhang Xuenian asked.

"I didn't say anything." Jiang Zhao still lowered his head. After a while, he pursed his lips and looked at Zhang Xuenian. He saw Zhang Xuenian staring at a certain place without focus, and tentatively said, "He's still single now."

"...Is that so?" Zhang Xuenian was still in a daze, then suddenly came back to her senses, frowned and said, "He is different from his mother, there is a reason why he is single."

Jiang Zhao asked, "What's the reason?"

Zhang Xuenian got stuck in the shell, and didn't speak in a daze.

"He has been busy with work when he went abroad, and never thought about it." Jiang Zhao lowered his eyes, paused, and continued, "Besides me, he doesn't even have a close friend, let alone a woman. Even men..."

"You care about him so much?" Zhang Xuenian abruptly interrupted Jiang Zhao's words, her breathing was a little short, "Stop contacting him in the future, he is sick!"

Jiang Zhao's heart tightened, and he looked towards Zhang Xuenian, Zhang Xuenian had already stood up, the knuckles of the hand holding the water glass were turning white due to the force, she was very emotional, and the expression on her face was almost ferocious under the dim light.

For a moment, Jiang Zhao didn't dare to continue probing.

Zhang Xuenian closed his eyes and adjusted his state, sat down again, exhaled heavily, and said seriously: "Jiang Zhao, you are still young, you should not participate in the affairs of adults, and those before were only the affairs of me and your father. , you don’t need to know.”

"Then will you tell me when I grow up?" Jiang Zhao asked.

"No." Zhang Xuenian said seriously, "Jiang Zhao, I hope you never know."

Zhang Xuenian sat in the bedroom and left after drinking water. Before leaving, she told Jiang Zhao to go to bed early.

It was approaching twelve o'clock, and some daring people set off fireworks in the distance, and the sound resounded in the silent night sky.

Jiang Zhao was mentally prepared for Zhang Xuenian's attitude, but when he really heard it from her mouth, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

He stared at the fireworks in a daze for a while, the phone vibrated suddenly, and Jian Yao called him.

Jiang Zhao slid the answer button, just lifted it up to his ear, and hung up the phone quickly.

Jiang Zhao: "..."

Jiang Zhao:?

Y: Aren’t you an internet worker?

Y: I thought you were asleep

Jiang Zhao looked suspiciously at Jian Yao's previous reply, and found that this person replied "You'll find out later", mysteriously and he didn't know what he was doing.

Jiang Zhao: What are you doing?

Y: Don't worry!Wait for New Year's Eve!

There is only 1 minute left before the New Year's Eve, and there are more daring people, and the sound of fireworks outside is actually quite lively.

I don't know which child opened the window and shouted the countdown to the outside, and soon other children joined in and shouted together.

Jiang Zhao typed "Happy New Year" into the input box, and sent it in time, and the same words were sent over there almost at the same time.

Y: Happy New Year! !

Y: Check your mail!look!

Jiang Zhao was full of doubts, and saw a QQ mail prompt box popped up on the screen. He was stunned for a moment and clicked in, as if he understood why this person hung up the phone in seconds.

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Dear student Jiang Zhao:

Hello there.

Originally, I wanted to write a letter by hand, but because your boyfriend's handwriting really affected my perception, I decided to send it to you by email after thinking about it.

Thank you for your appearance last year, pulling me out of the abyss and mud, thank you for letting me see the light and bringing me unique colors.

Although I couldn't spend the New Year with you this year, and maybe next year, it doesn't matter, we still have the next ten years, 20 years or even more years, not just the New Year, not just every anniversary, every moment We can all relate.

happy New Year.

May our futures overlap forever and never separate again.

Jane Yao.

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Jian Yao didn't receive a reply for a long time, guessing that Jiang Zhao went to see it, and couldn't help shrinking into the quilt again.

He originally wanted to write an excellent romantic love letter, but after he started writing, he found that his mind was blank and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

He clicked into the letter and read it again. The more he read it, the more he felt suffocated, and he rolled around in the bed frantically.

The air conditioner and heating are whistling, the sound of fireworks in the distance is faintly visible, and the white snow is quietly falling on the tops of dead trees, like pure flowers blooming.

Scratching his ears and cheeks, blushing and at a loss, Jian Yao received a reply from Jiang Zhao.

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Dear Jian Yao:

I love you.

Jiang Zhao.