Generally speaking, many people who come to fight with him are because of Dong Yiyi, so he should at least give an attitude.

For example, I don't like her. You don't have to come and fight with me - this. However, Fu Yu didn't. If someone wanted to call, he didn't mention Dong Yiyi.

Dong Yiyi thinks that this may be a kind of default. He likes himself, so he is willing to fight for himself. Otherwise, why didn't he explain?

With a little cold sweat in her hand, she handed over the love letter in her hand, "Fu, Fu Yu, classmate..."

The boy lowered his eyes and glanced over the love letter.

The class watched the gossip in silence. Love scene of school bully and school flower! Although everyone is more or less sour, it seems that they really deserve

Everyone is waiting for Fu Yu's reaction.

The youth's dark eyes passed by, cold and light, without showing any emotion.

Dong Yiyi is a little embarrassed and a little disappointed, but he still puts the love letter on his desk.

Fu Yu, I like you

She plucked up her courage to say.

With confidence in her appearance, she bent over to prepare the table to bang each other, and then directly kiss up.

There was a panic in the class.

School flower students are too bold!

However, before she approached, the boy picked up the pen on the desk with his slender white hand, and the pen cap against her shoulder, stopping her from approaching him. Young breeze snow like eyes, showing a lazy sneer.

Dong Yiyi's face burned red instantly.

This is the closest time for her to each other. She can clearly see his eyelashes, curled and long. The dark pupils under them are almost like an abyss. However, his expression is somewhat indifferent and cold.

He took back his pen cap, leaned back on the back of the chair, pointed the pen at the edge of the envelope, pushed it towards the girl, and his voice was a little rambling: "take it away."

The meaning of refusal is obvious.

Dong Yiyi was stunned, and his face turned red. This development is completely different from what she thought in her heart. She tightened her hand and finally grasped the love letter. Her eyes were slightly red, and she almost ran out of the classroom crying.

There was no sound in the class. It took a few seconds for the conversation to begin. Fu Yu got up, pushed aside his chair and walked out alone.

The expression is still casual, seems not to think that it is cool to refuse school flowers, with a consistent indifference out of the classroom, slender back disappeared.

The class burst into a heated discussion.

"I'm afraid the school flower will cry to death." The girls in the front row were schadenfreude. "I said for a long time that Fu Yu definitely didn't like her. She thought that people were fighting for her, so she liked her by default."

"Yes, I may be too lazy to explain."

Zhou Lin also touched his nose and murmured to his deskmate: "this guy is really cool."

"No, it's a school flower." My deskmate also whispered with deep approval.

Yu Chu didn't pay attention to these, knocked on the table and said plainly, "do you want to listen?"

"Listen." Zhou Lin quickly bowed his head to listen.

Yu Chu told him once, watched him write out the question, and then took the paper and left.

She took her homework to the teacher's office.

Holding two piles of papers upstairs, she saw a slender figure on the small balcony at the end of the corridor.

At the end of each floor corridor, there is an independent balcony. At this time, there is no student in the corridor, and the person leans lazily on the railing, and his dark eyes are flat and light.

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