Ye Lu is suffering from death [Qi Shen]

Ya Lian's hard work has been proven in the exam, and I am very, very moved by He Jia.

He successfully turned himself from the tail of the crane to the 73rd in the grade and the 9th in the class.

He and Jia are only three places away from me! !

Well, three places higher than me.

Maybe this is the legendary master who was starved to death by the apprentice of the church.

But He Jia and I have been a little distracted recently...

Well, what about adolescence, understand and understand.

But I'm still super happy with Hejia!

When he knew the result, Lord Yalian's face was cracked, half happy, half anxious.

The expression is super funny, hahaha——

I guess he felt he was pushing himself too hard and did better than me.Or I have been tutoring him, so I was delayed, and I was a little nervous.

But how can He Jia and I be such a narrow-minded person?

"Hey, Alian, we have successfully achieved our goal~ Do you want to celebrate?"

Holding the report card, in fact, judging from the results, I am even happier than Mr. Lian.

Jun Yalian looked at me, and embarrassedly licked his face: "Then...you can celebrate if you want. How do you want to celebrate?"

"Hmm..." I thought about it carefully, "Then, let's go out on Sunday! I want to go to the playground!!"

"...Okay—" Jun Yalian looked at me and blushed a little.

Then, as if he had made up his mind, he smiled relaxedly, and this time he leaked out the joy he should have had.

I watched him staring at the report card, looking a little shy and excited, and wailing in my heart.

Damn, He Jia me, I really am now, the more I see him, the more I like him.

My lord, your daughter is probably going to torture herself to death.

woohoo-

At that time, I didn't think there was anything wrong with this proposal.

It's just purely that I want Alian-kun to be rewarded after frankly enjoying the hard work, and accept the reward.

Is there something wrong with this?

But at four o'clock in the morning on Saturday, I opened my eyes abruptly in the gray room.

Weekend, two people, playground.

Isn't this just a date? ? ? ! !

right!or not?Yay, isn't it, does it count?

Did He Jiawo invite him to go on a date? ?Is this really what I did?

I... panicked right then.

I even felt like I was going to have a heart attack for a moment...

So it’s not unusual for Mom to find me squatting in the changing room in my pajamas when she wakes up to prepare breakfast, looking drained of soul.

"He Jia? What are you doing here?" Mother, who took a big step back in fright, squatted down beside me carefully.

I looked back blankly, and then said weakly: "Mom..." There was a crying tone in my tone.

Mom really loves me the most, and she felt distressed at that time.

Hugging my back, she smoothed my hair: "Oh, it's all right, I'm not talking about you."

"If Alian ignores you, you did it yourself."

"You should be more careful—"

He Jia and I are enjoying the warm embrace of my mother, waiting for the words in the air to float into my ears, pass through my dull brain, and digest them——

I……

Ma'am, today is the day!Tell me the truth, what kind of image I am in your eyes! ! !

I looked at my mother accusingly: "Why did Jun Yalian ignore me?!"

Mama rarely showed a trace of embarrassment: "Ah, isn't that the reason?"

He Jia I...

"Mother--!"

"Ah, I'm sorry. I thought Alian couldn't stand you anymore—" Mom explained apologetically, and then quickly changed her words, "Ah, no, that's not what I meant."

I stomped my feet angrily: "Why can't you stand me! I've obviously worked hard!!"

"I didn't... I didn't say I was bothering him, or playing hooligans!!!" My cheeks bulged, and my tears came down.

He Jia me!You obviously worked so hard! !Very wronged, okay?

Why can't I take it anymore!Alian-kun hates it the most—! !

"It's not my intention to propose a date!" I know it's bad to lose my temper, but I still can't control my temper.

Jun Yalian hates it the most! ! !

No date, no date!He Jia, I'm not doing it yet!

I pursed my lips, wiped my eyes, ran back to my room, buried myself in the quilt, and pretended to be dead.

After a while, I heard the familiar footsteps of my mother moving to the door.

"Hey, He Jia, what did you just say... I didn't hear clearly...??" Mom's tone was full of uncertainty.

After being inexplicably angry, I fell into a deep shame.

That psychopath just now is definitely not He Jiawo! ! !

"...I didn't say anything..." I mumbled a little.

Arching under the quilt, I don't know if my mother heard it, and I don't want to talk anymore.

"—Are you going on a date with Alian?" Mom's voice rose slightly.

I pursed my lips and lifted the quilt suddenly: "I'm not going!!! Why does he dislike me and love me!!"

"Even though he is cute, handsome, gentle, cooks deliciously, works hard, and is kind..."

"Speaking of loyalty, good-looking handwriting, likes children, and has a strong sense of responsibility..."

"The face is super fierce, able to fight, or bad..."

Mom's complexion gradually distorted into a palette——

Colorful——

I felt a chill in my heart, sure enough, my mother didn't believe me either!

He Jia, the more I counted, the quieter I became, and the more I counted, the more guilty I became.

In the end, I grabbed the quilt and picked my loose socks, and it was over...

I looked up and looked at my mother with tears in my eyes, desperately in need of comfort: "Are you also beginning to think that Lord Yalian might dislike Hejia me so much—"

Mother's face suddenly became ferocious, and then she quickly recovered her calm.

Just watching me show a complex expression of pity, disgust, and speechlessness.

I pursed my mouth, it's over, He Jia, I was hit.

It can't be saved!

Mom, you figure it out!

I shrunk into the quilt and began to shut myself up.

"Well—Hejia..."

Through the quilt, I listened to what my mother said.But she always hesitated to speak, and sighed hard.

I……

Didn't see He Jia, do I really need comfort right now?

The sheet collapsed and she sat down.A pair of hands caressed my bowed back through my quilt.

I lay down and sniffed.

Mom really loves me the most~

"Mr. Yalian, it's not easy for him...you...forget it...as long as you are happy..." Her tone was vicissitudes.

I pulled the quilt back a gap and looked at her.

She had an expression of 'I really don't understand what you young people are playing', patted my little butt, and said softly: "Go and wash your face first, mom will pick out clothes for you today, okay? "

"Don't panic, don't panic—"

He Jia and I finally calmed down and moved my legs.

Although I didn't feel any comfort at all, I still nodded my head obediently, expressing with restraint that I can handle this method.

At this time, my mind was dazzled by Alian, and I completely forgot the fear of being ruled by the little skirt.

But when I faced this fear again, I was about to say no.

Looking at the dark green, suspenders, knee-high dress with a few buttons on the chest, she fell into a weird silence.

Finally, I looked at my mother's encouraging eyes, and took the skirt awkwardly.

At the end of the day, I felt that maybe that was when I accepted the devil's deal to get my comeuppance.

Of course this has nothing to do with Mom, it has to do with the bastard who designed the dress—

Hejia, I curse him/her when he/she goes out...just...

never mind--

not in the mood.