Chapter 3629

Chu Xu recalled the innumerable moments when he had just sold dyed white, as well as his straightforward remarks. Finally, he was silent for a second or two, smiled and was a little angry: "I said to be at the same table. It seems that it's a very correct decision for you not to play games."

"Otherwise, you just did this operation." Chu Xu fooled around: "I'm afraid you'll be scolded to death."

"So don't play." ranbai looked at him deeply and said calmly.

He raised his hand and turned off the computer. "An hour, I'm gone."

Chu Xu subconsciously glanced at the time.

Shit.

It's not bad for a minute.

"Good students are really punctual." Chu Xu said with a smile, and his eyes were cold.

"HMM." ran Bai left directly without waiting for Chu Xu.

Whether Chu Xu wants to go back or not, they are subconsciously avoiding every family relationship and tacitly avoiding everyone.

Chu Xu looked at the young man's back with an expressionless face. He was clear and straight, which was always indifferent.

The original good mood suddenly dropped to the freezing point in an instant, without warning or reason.

Zheng Boye, who had been not far away, watched the scene silently and dared not disturb the "world of two" until they saw that ranbai had gone.

"Brother Xu! Are you at the same table? The sleeping trough is so handsome."

"I heard that your deskmate had a relationship with Muji in No. 1 middle school as soon as he changed school. I heard that Gu Qian is still chasing him. Is it true or false?"

"Then I'm a woman and I'll catch up!"

"Unexpectedly, brother Xu, you have such a good relationship with the transferred students."

"At first glance, it's the material of good students. Brother Xu, how did you deceive people?"

One after another, it made Chu Xu feel worse.

"What kind of good student is he?" Chu Xu sneered. He was low and fierce. His side face was deep and fierce. The air pressure was very low. He picked up his coat and stood up. He suddenly lost interest in fighting again. He just said a word and went straight out.

Those left looked at each other.

"What did I say wrong?"

"Brother Xu seems angry?"

"No?"

…

meanwhile,

No. 1 middle school,

After school, the teacher didn't get off work, and some of the papers came out on the same day.

Zhao Qian seems to have heard of a genius with very high scores. The first grade is settled without looking down.

He sat in the office and had a few words with other teachers. He was also worried about the transfer of students in the class.

Zhao Qian still remembers that when he returned to the classroom after the exam today, he said a few symbolic words. He could see the restless atmosphere and let them finish school.

At that time,

"Jing Bai." Zhao Qian stood on the platform and smiled at the young man's upright figure, "you'll come with me later."

Others subconsciously look at dye white.

The boy was indifferent and said hello coldly.

After school, Zhao Qian took the teenager to the office, sat him down, and gently asked, "how do you feel in the class? I've been very busy recently, and I don't care about you. When the exam is over, the teacher will introduce you to class one."

Ranbai stood there, his back straight, the zipper of his school uniform pulled to the top, and the radian of his jaw was cold. He was not surprised even when he said "very good".

Zhao Qian has a headache. He doesn't know whether the child is cold by nature or how. He always gives people a sense of distance. He can't help it. He just wants to contact more in the future and smiles generously: "don't worry about today. It's nothing to be late. Don't care about your grades. You've only been here for a week. You're in a hurry for this exam. Just prepare carefully next time."

While talking, Zhao Qian felt that the young man seemed to look at him, and then gave a calm, um.

"How's it going to be sitting at the same table with Chu Xu?" Zhao Qian thought of something and asked. He was always a little worried about it. "Chu Xu has a bad temper. Don't worry about anything. I'll rearrange your seats next week. I'll rearrange them according to your needs."

The boy moved his fingertips and said nothing indifferently.

Zhao Qian didn't waste too much time. He smiled and said, "there's nothing else. Let's go. Have a good holiday."

"Goodbye, teacher."

The young look came to mind. Zhao Qian always felt that he was not gregarious.

Not because others don't accept him.

It's because he's rejecting others.

This is what Zhao Qian doesn't want to see as a head teacher.

Moreover, from the beginning of school to now, Zhao Qian has contacted the young parents several times, but no one cares. Zhao Qian also vaguely knows some Jingbai's life experience, so he loves the child more.

He decided to find a chance to enlighten Jing Bai.

At this time,

A teacher suddenly came to the office and stared at Zhao Qian as soon as he entered the door.

Zhao Qian was stunned and embarrassed and asked, "do I have any questions?"

After a while, the teacher said, "your class is promising."

Zhao Qian:???

Chu Xu and dye Bai were staggered, and it was completely dark when they came back.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the woman holding the plate on the table. His eyes faded and there was no emotion.

obviously,

The woman also saw him. Jing Wei subconsciously stood up, some cramped clutching the corners of his clothes, and his eyes were full of tenderness. He looked at the boy standing at the door. He was a little nervous and asked more carefully: "Xiaoxu is back. I know you and Bai Bai are tired all day for the exam. I specially cooked some food for you and eat some?"

Looking at that face, even the gentle smile overlapped with the scene outside the rainstorm mourning hall a few years ago. Women and men hugged each other, and their faces smiled like this. They stood on tiptoe and fell a kiss on that face.

The thunder rumbled, the rain was falling all the time, and it was cold to the bone.

That man is Chu xiumao. In the mourning hall, he is his wife whose bones are not cold.

Later,

Chu Xu's memory of that scene,

There was only a heavy rain and a dazzling smile.

The young man's fingers were stiff on his side and moved slowly. His chest was rolling with nausea. A sudden sense of nausea swept through his body. He couldn't press it. It made people have a desire to retch. There was no smile in his eyes. Under the pressure of heavy indifference and disgust, even his words became sharp: "don't call me that, nausea."

The woman was as stiff as a smile standing on her face. She seemed to be at a loss, and stood uneasily with some confused injuries.

Chu Xu was not in any mood to see the scene. His face gradually cooled and tended to some habitual numb indifference. He went straight ahead without looking at Jing. Behind him was Chu xiumao's angry cry.

"How did you talk to your aunt Jing?! I tell you, she will be your mother in the future!"

"Didn't my mother die long ago? She was --" Chu Xu didn't lift his eyes and walked upstairs. His tone was sarcastic and indifferent, but he suddenly stopped on a word, but his sight stagnated there.