My nemesis made a heart-to-heart promise to me after bankruptcy.

It's a pity that until lunch at noon, Jian Ning couldn't find Gu Qing and the note.

He secretly scolded Gu Qing and a cunning old fox in his heart, and angrily went to the cafeteria with He Miao.

The two skipped the last class in order to eat, played on the court for a while, and walked slowly to the cafeteria after seeing that the time was almost up.

The cafeteria was empty, only a few aunts sat around and chatted.

Jian Ning ordered a beef rice bowl, and He Miao whispered while sitting opposite Jian Ning.

"Brother Jian, did you hear what those aunts said?" He glanced in the direction of the cafeteria aunts as he spoke, for fear that what he said would be heard by them.

Jian Ning kept the missing piece of paper in his heart, and when he heard He Miao's words, he let out a lazy hum, and his rising tone aroused He Miao's desire to continue gossiping.

"They said that a boy came to the cafeteria yesterday, and he ordered free white rice and a bowl of soup. It is said that he looks good, so the aunts all noticed it, and they were all talking about it with relish just now. "

Jian Ning became a little interested, his eyes fell on He Miao's face, and he raised his eyebrows to signal him to continue.

"The most exciting thing is that, from their description, that boy is probably Gu Qinghe." He Miao especially emphasized the last three words, and gossip flashed in his eyes.

Jian Ning's first reaction after hearing this was to be happy, but for some reason, what Jian Youfeng told him last night suddenly flashed across his mind, and the joy in his heart was immediately dissipated.

Shouldn't he be happy to hear that the former proud son of heaven, his arch-enemy Jian Ning, has fallen to this point?What is this feeling of being a bit blocked now?

Obsessed with this question, Jian Ning felt that the rice bowl in his mouth was no longer fragrant, so he put down his chopsticks after two mouthfuls hastily, and next to his ear, He Miao kept talking about Gu Qinghe.

"You care so much about Gu Qinghe, didn't Ran Piao come to see you?" Jian Ning interrupted He Miao with a slight frown.

"It's none of my business to Ran Piao." He Miao said so, but still succumbed to Ran Piao's lewd | prestige, obediently stopped talking about Gu Qinghe, buried her head and ate honestly.

The two left the cafeteria in silence, and when they entered the teaching building, the bell rang for the last class in the morning.

Jian Ning went against the flow of people into the empty classroom, pulled out the chair and limp on the table, ready to take a sweet afternoon nap.

Outside the classroom came the sound of other students playing and fighting. Jian Ning skillfully plugged in the earplugs, and beside him, Gu Qinghe was immersed in writing the paper seriously.

Jian Ning has always been puzzled by Gu Qinghe's enthusiasm for learning. According to Ran Piao, he can always finish all the homework of the day before the evening self-study, and write Olympiad questions every night.

Jian Ning has no idea how much homework he has every day, all he knows is that Gu Qinghe is always studying.

He put on the blindfold and closed his eyes, trying to fall asleep, but when Gu Qinghe was writing, the "swish" sound of the pen tip scribing across the paper penetrated into his ears all the way through the earplugs.

Jian Ning covered her ears irritably, hoping that Gu Qinghe would finish writing soon and go to the cafeteria to eat.

However, when there were more and more people in the classroom, and when the class bell rang in the afternoon, Jian Ning didn't wait for Gu Qinghe to go to the cafeteria to eat, he didn't even leave his seat, and kept the same action from beginning to end.

The thoughts in her mind never paused, and Jian Ning remembered the words she heard in the cafeteria just now.

He didn't know why Gu Qinghe gave up the resources of the experimental class and came to their parallel class, and chose a parallel class at the end of the crane, but Jian Ning's intuition told him that this matter had something to do with Gu Qing and his father.

Jian Ning stretched her waist, played games on the table with her chin propped up, quietly looked at Gu Qinghe from the corner of her eye.

During one class, Jian Ning noticed that Gu Qinghe was drinking water non-stop. He used to be a rich second generation, but now he has been reduced to drinking water to satisfy his hunger.

When Gu Qinghe's cups were empty again, Jian Ning slammed the table hard, causing the people in front to turn their heads in horror.

The teacher who was still in class on the podium looked at him in confusion.

Jian Ning apologized to the teacher, ran into the canteen downstairs, and took away a pack of coffee biscuits familiarly.

"Student, you are here to buy biscuits again." The proprietress of the canteen helped him check out with a smile, her face was piled up with fat, and her eyes were so crowded that there was only a slit left.

This classmate often came to buy this expensive biscuit during class time. Over time, the proprietress knew him, and occasionally gave him a discount.

Jian Ning waved his hand to say goodbye to the proprietress, and when he walked to the door of the classroom, he remembered that Gu Qing and that kind of good students would definitely not eat during class time.

He found a quiet place and waited until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and immediately ran back to the classroom with the biscuits.

He deliberately put the biscuit in his pocket, but He Miao's sharp eyes saw the biscuit in Jian Ning's hand at a glance.

"Brother Jian..." As soon as he opened his mouth, Ran Piao covered his mouth, and then he saw a scene he would never forget.

Jian Ning hesitated for a moment, tore open the package of biscuits, took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, after chewing a couple of mouthfuls, he spat it out in disgust, every cell on his face screamed that it was unpalatable.

"What is this."

He threw the remaining half of the package of biscuits on Gu Qinghe's table, and put it away from him as if he saw something extremely disgusting.

At the end, Jian Ning wrinkled her nose, clapped her hands to remove the biscuit crumbs from her fingertips.

Gu Qinghe saw an unpacked package of food suddenly appear on his test paper, he looked at Jian Ning with a cold face, the ice in his eyes had almost melted into substance.

Jian Ning completely ignored his coldness, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Gu Qinghe with squinted eyes, "It's not delicious, I'll give it to you, you haven't eaten anyway."

There seemed to be ice in Gu Qinghe's eyes that would not melt for thousands of years. His stomach was not feeling well. He only ate a little white rice yesterday, and he didn't go to the cafeteria at noon today because he had no appetite.He didn't know why Jian Ning suddenly went crazy and insisted on putting biscuits on his table, maybe he finally started to make things difficult for him.

Just when Gu Qinghe was about to go out and throw away the pack of biscuits, the teacher of the next class walked into the classroom ahead of time, opened the book and started the class when the preparatory bell rang.

Lu Qinghe walked away with the biscuit in his hand, neither put it nor let it go, he never wished so much for the class bell to ring later.

Jian Ning's thinking was exactly the opposite of his, seeing that Gu Qinghe had to put the biscuits back on the table, he felt very complacent.

Now Gu Qinghe had no choice but to leave the classroom.

Just as he was enjoying himself, Gu Qinghe picked up the books for this class and stood at the end of the classroom.

The expression on Jian Ning's face became stiff, and the curvature of the corner of her mouth froze.

Ran Piao let go of the hand that covered He Miao's mouth, and looked at Jian Ning with thoughtful eyes. Ran Piao knew exactly how many snacks Jian Ning had on the table, and he didn't hesitate to buy snacks for others. It was not his style at all to risk offending the teacher.

As for He Miao, watching Jian Ning's series of coquettish operations, his jaw almost dropped to the ground in shock, he tugged at Ran Piao's school uniform, and asked in surprise, "Brother Jian, how did you change your sex? Those were his favorite cookies."

Ran Piao put his finger on his lips and made a quiet gesture, and whispered: "The same table is to help each other."

He Miao looked puzzled, but Ran Piao didn't intend to explain it for him. He smiled mysteriously, took out his notebook and began to attend the class, leaving He Miao scratching his head and unable to think of a reason.

And Jian Ning in the back row of them has become a puffer fish now.

He now regrets the act of helping Gu Qinghe to buy biscuits just now, and he must be the one who said that his efforts were not thankful.

Jian Ning quietly glanced at Gu Qinghe from the glass, wishing she could secretly take back the biscuits and eat them, so as not to be ruined by some people.

He thought angrily, lowered his head and played a few games to distract himself, but his eyes were involuntarily attracted by the biscuits on the next table.He peeled off a lollipop and put it in his mouth, pretending it was the cookie he wanted.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and a class passed quickly.

Gu Qinghe returned to his seat. When he put the book down, he deliberately avoided the place where the biscuits were, and wrapped the biscuits given by Jian Ning with a napkin to throw them away in the trash can in the corridor.

Before leaving, he glanced at Jian Ning who was still playing games.

At the door of the classroom, Gu Qinghe ran into the class monitor who happened to be going out. When he saw the biscuits in Gu Qinghe's hand, the class monitor's eyes suddenly showed envy.

"Gu Shen, brother Jian gave this, right?" His eyes were glued to the biscuit and he remained motionless, and he couldn't help swallowing the profuse liquid in his mouth.

"Let me tell you, this is the best biscuit in our parallel department. We only serve a little bit every afternoon. Brother Jian is usually super stingy and never shares it with anyone." His eyes fell on Gu Qinghe's face , gave Gu Qinghe a thumbs up, "Gu Shen is really different."

Lu Qinghe involuntarily clenched the biscuit in his hand, his voice paused, "He likes it very much?"

"Yes." The squad leader said with a miserable face, "Don't say I can't get it, even if I get it, I can't afford it. Such a small bag can eat up my food expenses for a week. Only rich people like Brother Jian can afford it."

Gu Qinghe looked down at the biscuit in front of him, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't eat at noon, Jian Ning bought him biscuits, and added a special sentence "You didn't eat anyway" in order to avoid his misunderstanding. In the end, she wanted to save face, and she obviously chose the favorite thing, but he still wanted it. Put on a nasty look.

Lu Qinghe couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth slightly, and the eyes of the two girls passing by were straightened.It's just that this smile disappeared very quickly, as if the scene just now was an illusion.

Ever since his father was exposed for corruption and imprisoned, and his mother passed away in a car accident due to excessive grief, Gu Qinghe has never been so happy. Compared to those who say they will take good care of him for their parents, they are actually just coveting the inheritance left by their mother Although Jian Ning has a bit of a bad tongue and has not known him for a long time, his sincere heart is precious.

Under the monitor's envious eyes, Gu Qinghe picked up a biscuit and put it in his mouth.

The coffee-flavored biscuits were crunchy and attractive, with a little bit of bitterness, which well resolved the original sweetness. Gu Qinghe felt the texture of the biscuits carefully, and the sweetness flowed from his throat to the bottom of his heart.

He turned around and saw Jian Ning and He Miao fighting together in the classroom.

This little deskmate didn't seem to be that annoying either.

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Little ones who want to add updates, just think about it, see if I can’t get a little faster during the May Day Festival. I’ve been using saved manuscripts recently, and I’m getting poorer and poorer.Hey, I want to hug and hold high.