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As before, Meng Wenjun left school in the afternoon and waited for Zhang Ailin at the school gate.

Upon seeing her, Meng Wenjun smiled and asked, "How is it, new class?"

Zhang Ailin turned her neck, squeezed her sore shoulders, smiled wryly, and said, "I don't know what happened to Wang Bing today, but he suddenly started to take care of me. I have been in class all afternoon, so happy."

After Meng Wenjun put his backpack back on his back, he helped Zhang Ailin rub his shoulders as he walked, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, old man."

"Oh yes, this is the place, you need to work harder."

"here?"

"Turn to the left."

"here?"

"Yes, yes, this is it. I'm exhausted."

Meng Wenjun chuckled again, and his subordinates increased their strength, and said, "How long has it been since you attended the class? Can you still recognize Chinese characters?"

"You don't know, I don't have any books, I read them all at the same table. I was embarrassed to read them together, so I twisted my shoulders and read them all afternoon."

"Is there a deskmate? Who is the deskmate?" Meng Wenjun squeezed Zhang Ailin's neck with his hands, exerting light force.

Zhang Ailin thought for a while, and said, "It seems to be called porridge, like a stage name."

"Zhou Zhou? I know her, and she studies very well." Meng Wenjun said.

Suddenly, Zhang Ailin thought of something, laughed, and said: "You are really good. If you say that you are not in my class, you can not be in my class. How did you convince Zhang Yeqiu?" As she said, she stretched out her hand and gave a thumbs up .

"That's it."

"What shift are you in?"

"Class Seven." Meng Wenjun said.

Suddenly, Zhang Ailin stopped, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.Meng Wenjun followed her to stop.

She turned around, stared at Meng Wenjun, and said, "You choose the essay?"

Meng Wenjun still had a warm smile on his face, and he didn't say anything, just nodded to express his agreement.

"In order not to be in the same class as me, you choose essays?" Zhang Ailin said viciously.

Meng Wenjun shrugged his shoulders, and said nonchalantly: "I have no other choice. But don't worry, my liberal arts is better than science, and studying literature and science is the same for me."

all the same.

Easy to say.

"Is it you, Meng Wenjun, who tore up Chinese textbooks since childhood? Is it you, Meng Wenjun, who would rather be beaten than take a humanities class? You tell me now that learning literature is the same?"

Zhang Ailin clearly knew how much Meng Wenjun hated Xuewen.

He even made an angry remark for himself.

such.

Zhang Ailin took Meng Wenjun's hand and was about to walk into the school: "You come with me, and make it clear to the grade director that you are academic and that you made mistakes."

Meng Wenjun grabbed Zhang Ailin's arm, gently twisted the arm away from her palm, and said with a smile: "Irene, don't blame yourself, I'm not for you.

I have thought about it carefully, and I have an advantage in studying literature over academic theory, and you know how big an advantage it is.Moreover, I don't want to be in the same class as you. "

After a pause, he swallowed, hesitating.

Finally, he said slowly: "I don't want to monitor you. You and I are in pain."

"You come with me." Zhang Ailin still dragged Meng Wenjun into the teaching building.

Meng Wenjun pulled Zhang Ailin back and said: "All the teachers have talked with me, and this is a decision we have discussed together. I have already made it clear in my heart that I made this choice myself.

I can accompany you to find the grade director again now, but it will not affect my current choice. "

Zhang Ailin turned around, and Meng Wenjun smiled at her again.

Those eyes, like a deer in the forest, looked as clear as the spring water slowly flowing in the valley, without the slightest shadow.

It makes people only think of the most beautiful and sunny treasure in this world, and makes people forget all the filth and filth between the sky and the earth.

These frank, innocent eyes.

Meng Wenjun patted Zhang Ailin on the head and said: "Okay, stop dawdling, what's the big deal. I've already made up my mind, it's useless to say anything. Don't just stand around here , let's hurry home."

Zhang Ailin lowered her head and stood there, refusing to move.

"You idiot?" Meng Wenjun patted her on the head again.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ailin raised her leg in a roundabout kick with lightning speed: "Can you tell me in advance about things like this in the future?"

I worry about you.

Meng Wenjun lost his footing and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

Zhang Ailin took advantage of the victory and pursued, facing Meng Wenjun who was lying on the ground, she raised her leg and was about to step on it.

"Forgive me, forgive me," Meng Wenjun said.

Zhang Ailin's legs stopped in the air, and finally retracted.

Meng Wenjun got up from the ground, slapped the dust on his body, and muttered: "You are really ruthless."

"What did I ask you?" Zhang Ailin repeated.

Meng Wenjun didn't answer, and put his arm around her shoulder: "Let's go, go home."

Zhang Ailin's eyes darkened.

He doesn't speak.

How can... not speak?

There is like a transparent wall between the two.When she was far away, she looked very close; but whenever Zhang Ailin got closer, through the glass, she couldn't see Meng Wenjun's face clearly.

"Hey, you two children, come back from school." An old lady with gray hair smiled and got on the elevator with the two of them.

It's the old lady who likes to say hello to Zhang Ailin.Just like before, she was still wearing a dark blue dress.In his hand, he wove a wooden basket with fruits and vegetables in it.

"Grandma Chan." Meng Wenjun called out politely.

Hearing Meng Wenjun calling her, Grandma Chan was overjoyed, the wrinkles on her face piled together and squeezed on her shriveled and old face.

Grandma Chan hurriedly took out a few candies from her pocket, they were still the hard candies in blue packaging that she handed to Zhang Ailin last time.She stuffed a few in Meng Wenjun's hands, and gave Zhang Ailin a few more.

The joy in her heart made Grandma Chan want to say more, and all the words she said turned into a few simple words:

"Eat sugar, eat sugar."

The two thanked each other, just as the elevator door opened, Zhang Ailin took the candy, walked out, and said goodbye to Grandma Chan embarrassedly.

When the elevator doors closed, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the gift in his hand, he froze for a few seconds, finally put it in his pocket, took out the key, got into the keyhole, and opened the door.

Every day when I come home, I feel more strange.

Today is the living room sofa.Chi Lan went to change a set, and there was a faint smell of new furniture in the air.

Seeing Zhang Ailin coming back, Nan Nan, who was screaming in the living room, suddenly tightened her mouth and looked at Zhang Ailin timidly.She leaned on the wall and was changing her shoes.

Chi Lan came out of the kitchen, put on an apron, wiped water on the apron twice, and reached out to touch Zhang Ailin.

Zhang Ailin quickly hid.

Chi Lan's hand stopped in the air, and she took it back immediately. With a gentle smile, she said, "Irene, today my aunt's family is coming to our house to have dinner together. I have cooked a lot of dishes. , it’s all what you like to eat.”

"I have something to do today, I have to go out." Zhang Ailin deliberately evaded, unwilling to see her.

Coincidentally, at this time, Zhang Yeqiu came out of the bedroom, carrying a cup, shuffling, walked to the living room, picked up the warm tea kettle on the coffee table, and poured tea into the cup.

While pouring water, he said, "You are not allowed to go anywhere tonight, just stay at home and eat."

After finishing speaking, without looking at Zhang Ailin, she sat down on the sofa, took a sip of tea, picked up the TV remote control and changed the channel.

Chi Lan looked at Zhang Yeqiu, then at Zhang Ailin, and smiled awkwardly between the father and daughter.

Zhang Ailin didn't agree or refuse, she walked into the bedroom with her bag in her hand, and slammed the door shut.

Seeing Zhang Ailin slamming the door, Chi Lan felt something was wrong in her heart, leaned closer to Zhang Yeqiu, pointed to Zhang Ailin's room with a coquettish tone, and asked, "What does this mean?"

Zhang Yeqiu hugged Chi Lan, causing her to fall into his chest, staring at the TV screen, and said, "It means she agreed."

The children I have brought up since childhood have a more or less good temper.

No matter how unwilling Zhang Ailin was, she still had to eat this meal.

Even if Chi Lan deliberately hangs a family portrait of three people in the living room, Zhang Yeqiu has to tell everyone that there are four people living in this family, not just three people.

Chi Lan fell into Zhang Yeqiu's arms, and said coquettishly, "Ye Qiu, you see that Irene is so unwilling, why don't you let it go?"

Zhang Yeqiu lowered his head, kissed Chi Lan's hair lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't matter if she wants it or not. Don't get too used to her. You have to know etiquette when you grow up so old. It's nothing to hide from people." Tutor."

Although Zhang Yeqiu could see through Chi Lan's thoughts, a bowl of water had two ends, and neither end could be poured.

Hearing Zhang Yeqiu's words were so firm, Chi Lan couldn't continue to insist, so she changed the topic and said, "Irene is too stubborn, and it's hard for me to say a word to her."

"Indeed. That's up to me." Zhang Yeqiu picked up the TV remote control, raised his hand and changed the channel again.

"I don't know how to talk to her. I always talk to her carefully." Chi Lan said in Zhang Yeqiu's ear with her voice suppressed.

Zhang Yeqiu changed the channel again, and said casually: "You just need to get along more, and I don't like to talk to her."

Chi Lan complained in her heart that Zhang Yeqiu was slow.

She was complaining both openly and secretly, that she and Zhang Ailin didn't get along well, but Zhang Yeqiu couldn't tell, she said a word, Zhang Yeqiu said a few more, and finally directed the conversation to herself.There is no reason for her to continue talking.

Zhang Yeqiu is so shrewd, how could he not understand.

But he can't understand it, and it will break if he understands it.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Zhang Yeqiu withdrew his arm from Chi Lan's body and said, "Go and have a look, it must be here."

Chi Lan opened the door, with a smile on her face, and said enthusiastically:

"Come on."