Chapter 839

Yuanbensi Luoyu and Jiang Zhouhe are chatting happily. Suddenly, her deskmate hugs her from behind, rubs her head on her back, and says coquettishly, "I know you have no conscience and left me."

Although I can't see the expression of her deskmate, Si Luoyu can imagine what kind of expression she will have. He and Jiang Zhouhe look at each other, with a helpless expression on her face.

"My fault, my fault," she said with a smile

"Hum." The deskmate pretended to be angry and said, "do you know, I'll go to your class to find you as soon as class is over, but ye he told me you're not here. I guess you're looking for Jiang Zhouhe. You say, he's important or I'm important." Listen to this tone, is a pair of abandoned little daughter-in-law tone.

Scratched his head, the division of rain helpless smile, turned to look at her, and hold her face, a face sincerely said: "sorry, failed you, next time I will make it up to you."

"But I'll be wronged now." Don't say later, now, the grievance in her deskmate's heart has not been scattered, pursed her lips, and has the age of business and shame, which is really pitiful.

"What about that?" The secretary dropped the rain.

The classmate's face was straight, and he asked: "you say you, I'm your classmate. Why don't you look for me after class? It's too much to look for Jiang Zhouhe first."

"Yes, it's my fault, but to correct it, I'm already a former deskmate."

After the words of Si Luoyu, her deskmate pointed to her nose and called out: "you..."

"Really wrong, really wrong, I don't know how to forgive me."

In fact, it's just playing among friends. If there's any real grievance, it'll be OK after a while.

Three people used to be at the same table, but now they are all separated. Naturally, they have a lot to say. When they get together, time flies. I feel that they haven't said much, and the bell has already remembered.

The ringing of Jingling bell is very harsh sometimes.

"Class, I'll go back first." My deskmate took the lead in speaking.

"Yes, it's time for me to go back, too. You two study late and wait for me. Let's go together." With that, the three scattered and went back to their own classroom.

After the new division, everything has not officially entered the formal, so the content of the class is relatively easy, what's more, these contents have been previewed by Si Luoyu long ago, which is not difficult for her.

In this way, the homework left by the teacher after class is not a problem for Si Luoyu. Early, she has finished her homework, and she is a little flustered. So, at the beginning of class, she is a little distracted.

She was holding a pencil in her hand. She scribbled lines in the notebook unconsciously, holding her cheek in one hand and a pen in the other. Occasionally, she glanced at the teacher on the platform, and her attention was still on the drawing in her hand.

It doesn't need any effort. It's just sketching on the line at will. In a moment, it's sketching out the general outline.

In fact, Si Luoyu didn't know what she was going to draw, because she didn't think about what she was going to draw before she wrote. However, when the general shape was finished, Si Luoyu suddenly laughed.

Because she found that what she drew was a cartoon character in an animated cartoon, Pai Da Xing and SpongeBob, two good friends standing hand in hand with a smile.

After putting down the pen, Si Luoyu looks at it for a moment and finds out some color fluorescent pens in the stationery bag. The two cartoon characters of Pai Da Xing and SpongeBob are red and yellow. It happens that she has both of these colors. These two cartoon characters are not difficult to draw, so Si Luoyu finished the whole picture in a class.

Looking at his two good friends, Si Luoyu picked up his black carbon pen and looked at the two characters carefully, making the whole painting look more delicate.

After painting, the whole person's attention should not be distracted, Si Luoyu suddenly found that his deskmate had been staring at him. Of course, to be precise, it's staring at the painting on your desk.

She took a look at Ye he and pushed the painting to him.

The pushed painting touched Yehe's finger. He took back his hand as if he had been pricked by a needle. But suddenly realizing his gaffe, Yehe stretched out his hand to pull the painting into his arms.

"Here you are, SpongeBob and his good friend Pada star." Si Luoyu said in a low voice.

Looking at her in surprise, ye he was stunned and then laughed.

A red and a yellow on the drawing paper are very happy. They hold hands and show their white teeth. I don't know why Si Luoyu didn't paint his teeth. There are scattered blanks on a piece of colored drawing paper, which looks a bit awkward.

But it's such a picture. I don't know why, ye he suddenly wants to laugh.

Maybe no one except his family knows that today is Ye he's birthday, so in his heart, the picture pushed by Si Luoyu is like a light, which cools his heart.

Fingers brush the paper, cold, raise your hand to see, finger tip stained with bright color.

Ye he is very clear about his state. He is indifferent and has had mental illness and depression before.

Although the situation is much better now, it's not so easy to cure the disease once it's got. Therefore, after feeling the warmth from the outside world, the world in Yehe's heart laughs.

However, there is not much time left for ye he to experience this kind of mood, because his mother found a school. Of course, it is not a bad thing.

Because today is Ye he's birthday, the Ye family prepared a small Birthday Ceremony for ye he. Originally, the family planned to let Ye he not go to self-study in the evening and go home early, but the child insisted, so the family didn't stop him too much. After all, it's better for ye he to have more contact with the outside world.

"Mom, why are you here now?" Just like his expression, the tone of his voice was cold.

I've been used to my son's situation for a long time. Mother ye said, "I've agreed to celebrate your birthday. Mother, this is not to pick you up earlier."

"I haven't finished class yet."

"Yes, my mother has asked your head teacher for leave. What's more, you're almost out of class. It doesn't matter. It can't delay your study. " While saying, mother Ye tidies Ye he's wrinkled clothes for class.

Ye he was not very happy in his heart, but his face turned dark. He didn't say much, but he turned back to the classroom to clean up his things. He had been angry before, but he was in a good mood today, so he chose to be silent.

After loading the schoolbag, ye he looked at the picture on his desk, hesitated for a moment or picked it up.

"Thank you for the painting." With his head down, ye he carefully put the paper into a book and carefully put it away. That kind of action is like treating a treasure.