After wearing the book, the paranoid bamboo horse is reborn

Wen Xi was taken aback by his question, "That's not..." After a pause, he frowned and asked, "Do you want to be at the same table with me?"

Si Jing looked at his clear and confused eyes, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, "I don't want to."

The expected answer, Wen Xi was not surprised, she shrugged her shoulders according to his intention, "That's it, you don't want it and I don't want it, so why sit together."

The air suddenly became a little dull.

"Uncle and aunt should hope to see us two get along well and make progress together."

Wen Xi: "..."

He forgot about it.

Because of Zhou Ping's matter, the principal may have already contacted Yuanshen's parents. If they came back suddenly and then left suddenly, wouldn't he have no excuse to get close to the poor boy.

Originally, he wanted to make the little pitiful feel better and not be too nervous, but looking at it now, it seems that he thought too little.

But I have said all the things I refused just now, and it seems a bit embarrassing to eat back now.

And the original body is not someone who will be subdued at the first word, how can he change his mind and agree to sit with the little pity without a trace?

His eyebrows twitched subconsciously, and he subconsciously bulged his cheeks, apparently in a trance.

Si Jing looked at him steadily, and reminded in a flat voice: "The teacher means that my grades are better than yours, so I can help you with tutoring."

"Are you tutoring me?!"

Wen Xi reacted suddenly, yes, there will be an exam in half a month, so it doesn't matter to him, the little poor is injured, asked for leave and has to work part-time, I am afraid that the courses will not be much behind.

Rolling his eyes, he changed into a proud and arrogant expression, "I'm too lazy to learn. If I get serious and my grades rocket up in minutes, I still need to make up lessons? I'll give you make up lessons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Si Jing looked at him without blinking a pair of dark eyes, but there was a vague smile on the corner of his lips.

For some reason, Wen Xi felt as if she was being ridiculed, and she widened her eyes unwillingly, "What's your reaction, don't you believe it? Dare you bet!"

Si Jing asked, "What are you betting on?"

Wen Xi thought for a while and smiled: "The loser promises the winner to do one thing, dare?"

For the time being, he can't think of what to ask the little poor to do, but he will need it in the future. As a human being, he has to take a long-term view.

Si Jing looked at him, and asked pointedly: "Anything is fine?"

Wen Xi thought that Si Jing was thinking of the scenes of being bullied before, so she hurriedly added: "Of course I won't let you do things like breaking the law or committing self-mutilation and suicide. Don't worry, I will definitely let you What soft buns can do."

The secretary nodded, "Yes."

Unexpectedly, things went so smoothly, and the smile on Wen Xi's face couldn't stop, "Since we have a bet, I think we should sit together, of course, I don't want to be at the same table with you, but I don't Don't worry, what if you cheat."

As he was talking, he suddenly felt that what he said seemed a little wrong, so he hurriedly defended, "I'm not saying that you will definitely cheat, it's just that the closer you are, the more intuitive and convenient you are, and I can supervise you if you study or whatever." The more Wen Xi, who was getting darker and darker, was thinking about how to save her when she heard Si Jing's response.

"it is good."

It was so simple that he almost thought he was hallucinating.

Blinking and blinking, he stopped talking and patted Si Jing's arm, "Then you go back to class first, I'll talk to the teacher."

Si Jing looked at the back of the young man walking briskly, smiled and shook his head: So, isn't it just a stupid quail?

Soon it was time to leave school, Wen Xi quickly grabbed her new deskmate, "Why are you going?"

Si Jing glanced down slightly, only moved his lips, "Part-time job."

"The exam is coming soon, so don't go to work for now, otherwise, if I win, you will think that I am invincible." After speaking, Wen Xi was afraid that the other party would disagree, so she brought out the usual reasons, "Just , um, my mother contacted me yesterday and said that she thinks we should give us a little more pocket money, but I haven't given it to you yet."

"yesterday?"

Wen Xi nodded heavily.

Si Jing didn't say anything more, "Okay, I'll ask the lady boss for leave."

"I'm with you, wait for me, I haven't packed yet."

Si Jing stood beside him, watching the boy pack up the books in the same way, zip them up, and finally took out two cups of yogurt from the desk, "I can't finish the remaining two cups, I'll reward you with one, which flavor do you want?" ?”

"Orange flavor."

"It just so happens that I hate orange flavors, here."

Taking the box and turning it around in his hand, Si Jing reminded: "You used to like orange-flavored yogurt very much." But recently, you prefer strawberry-flavored yogurt.

Wen Xi took a sucking action, "It used to be the past, can't I change the taste now? If"

If you don’t eat it, you can return it to me. He wanted to say this, but after thinking about it, he was afraid that it would be terrible if the other party really exchanged the item for him after he finished talking, so he changed his words, “If you think strawberry flavored It's delicious, and I can give you this too."

"No need." Si Jing naturally picked up the boy's schoolbag, "Pack it up and go."

Wen Xi, who was biting her straw in deep thought, didn't notice this, and followed her out of the classroom like a puppet in a daze.

Wen Xi sat by the window, holding a piece of bread in both hands and eating slowly.

"Don't like it?"

Hearing the sound, Wen Xi raised his eyelids lazily, seeing a half-familiar figure, he took another bite of the bread, "No, I really like it."

The young man took a step closer with a smile, "What is your relationship with Si Jing? You actually come to accompany him every day."

"classmate."

"There is no classmate like you two."

"You still ask me if you don't believe me?"

Latte artist: "..."

The young man who was stunned didn't care, "Little prince, don't be so fierce, I just want to chat with you."

Wen Xi turned her head to the other side, "I don't want to talk to you."

This is the first time this person has come to him, he is really persistent, he has been squeezed out by him so many words, and he still posted it, is he out of his mind?

Not to mention that the look in this person's eyes annoyed him, reminded him of that greasy man inexplicably, even with his identity alone, he would not have too much contact with him.

This is all working with Si Jing, if he can't stabilize the character and say something, and then these people directly come back and tell Si Jing, how can he get along with Si Jing.

It took him so much effort to become what he is now, and he can't make mistakes in such inconspicuous details.

"Oh, don't have such an attitude, I will"

"What are you talking about?"

Si Jing's voice suddenly broke in.

"You are so slow." Wen Xi stuffed two bites of the remaining bread into her mouth in disgust, then picked up her schoolbag, "Hurry up and go home."

"Ah."

Sitting in the car, Si Jing looked at Wen Xi's profile, and couldn't help asking, "Are you unhappy?"

"No."

Seeing Wen Xi who had almost turned into a puffer fish, Si Jing asked again, "Are you angry?"

Wen Xi raised her eyebrows and said in a bad tone, "Why are you asking so many questions?"

Si Jing was startled for a moment, then lowered his head, letting his short hair cover his eyes, his voice was dry and hoarse, "I just want to know if you are in a bad mood, after all, I am very unlucky when you are in a bad mood " Shaking his head, his voice became lower and lower, "Forget it, I shouldn't ask, sorry."

Wen Xi: "..."

After the end, he was not sure of his speed and scared the poor little boy!Seeing the dejected look on the young man's body, he was a little at a loss, and almost frantically rummaged through his pockets and schoolbags, and finally found two candies in a sandwich.

Clearing his throat, he stretched out his hand, curled his lips in disgust, "I found candy for myself, but it turned out to be orange-flavored, tsk, what a bad luck, I'll give it to you."

After waiting for a few seconds and seeing that Si Jing didn't respond, he firmly grabbed the opponent's hand and stuffed the candy into the boy's warm palm, "You can eat as soon as you are told, are you stupid or your ears are not working well?"

"I didn't intend to bully you. You don't have to be nervous. I've said it all. I won't do anything to you until my parents come back." After hastily explaining, he ticked his fingers unconsciously, " It’s just that person I don’t like very much, and the attitude in his eyes makes me very uncomfortable.”

Si Jing's eyes fell on his palm, and he murmured seemingly unintentionally, "I'm probably attracted by you, and I'm obsessed with ghosts."

Wen Xi paused slightly for breathing, "Are you praising me?"

Why did he feel that Si Jing was taking a turn to hurt himself?

Is it true that Xiao Poor hasn't had much contact with peers, so these compliments are different.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't mind it too much anyway.

His eyes fluttered, and he suddenly noticed that Si Jing was in a daze. He couldn't help but put his arm up, "What are you thinking?"

Si Jing gathered his fingers together and put his hands in his pockets, "It's okay."

"Really?" Wen Xi bent down, twisted her body to look at Si Jing, and nodded with a sigh, "Well, her face is fine, and the wound is not bleeding yet."

Just as she was looking at the boy, she suddenly slammed on the brakes, and Wen Xi couldn't help but fell directly on Si Jing.

"Ah yo!"

Si Jing's expression changed, and he held his arm nervously, "Have you hit it? Is there any pain?"

"No." Although she was a little dizzy after being bumped, Wen Xi covered her head and waved her hands, but was pushed back when she was about to get up.

He whispered in surprise, "Si Jing?"

Before hearing the boy's reply, the driver's apologetic voice came over, "I'm sorry, master, just now two people were crossing the road and had to brake suddenly. Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Wen Xi rested her head on Si Jing's lap and blinked again, "Si Jing?"

Letting out a thin breath, Si Jing finally said, "Close your eyes and take a rest, after all, you hit your head."

I wanted to say that I'm fine, but feeling the strength in the little pitiful's hand, somehow Wen Xi gave up arguing, and adjusted her posture so that she could lie down more comfortably.

This is the poor little girl who took the initiative to get close to her, and the one who refused was a fool.

The tip of the nose smelled nice and faintly of jasmine, and Wen Xi, who had her eyes closed, felt more relaxed, breathed evenly before she knew it, and fell asleep.

Si Jing looked at the boy's sleeping face, and subconsciously raised his hand, his fingertips were only a tiny bit away from the porcelain-white cheek...