"..." Cheng Zhiyan continued speechless.

"That ..." Zhai Shiyu, wearing a sky blue dress and carrying a Disney Princess bag, walked in front of Xia Feng and Cheng Zhiyan with a shy expression. A pair of clear and moist eyes looked at Cheng Zhi with a bit of embarrassment: "I ... ... can I say a few words to you? "

"Well, let's talk." Cheng Zhiyan ignored Xia Feng's narrow eyes and stared at Zhai Shiyu with a faint voice.

"That ..." Zhai Shiyu looked up at Xia Feng with a gossip expression on his face, rubbed his toes on the ground, and blushed, "Can you ... say a few words to you alone?"

"..." Cheng Zhiyan was silent for a moment, glanced back at Xia Feng toward himself, compared with an "up, go," and thought for a while, then walked a few steps to the side: "Come here."

Zhai Shiyu blushed and followed behind Cheng Zhiyan step by step.

There was a wall blocking the corner of the corridor.

After Cheng Zhiyan stopped there, he turned and looked at Zhai Shiyu, who was behind him, "What is it?"

"Um ... I ... I wanted to ask a few days ago I wrote a letter to you ..." Zhai Shiyu's eyes did not dare to look at Cheng Zhiyan, she lowered her head, and twisted her hands in front of her. Go, stuttering, "You ... did you receive it?"

"received."

"So ... did you watch it?"

"I did not see."

"Why?" Zhai Shiyu looked up at Cheng Zhiyan with a surprised expression.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Cheng Zhiyan's mouth had a very shallow smile, and his voice sounded very gentle. He just stood here like this, giving a sunny feeling, but from his mouth What was said here made her heart feel extremely disappointed.

"Why?" Zhai Shiyu asked a little unwillingly toward him: "Do you already have someone you like?"

"No." When Cheng Zhiyan said these two words, I didn't know why, and a little rabbit suddenly appeared in his mind, carrying a huge schoolbag alone, sitting on a small stool in the kindergarten classroom, and pitifully waited for him Take her picture.

"Is there anything else? If not, I will continue to clean up." Cheng Zhiyan suddenly felt a little irritable in his heart, he looked up and looked at Zhai Shiyu's bitterness of biting her lips, waving her hand, and Turned back to the door of his classroom.

"I ..." Zhai Shiyu looked at Cheng Zhiyan's back without leaving, only to feel sad for a while.

Cheng Zhiyan returned to the glass he was wiping, looked down at the rag in his hand, and continued wiping.

Xia Feng, who was wiping other windows, saw the situation, and then came to Cheng Zhiyan, and asked in a gossip, "Well, what did Zhai Shiyu tell you?"

"Nothing said," Cheng Zhiyan replied casually.

"How is that possible? At least you have to ask if you are interested in her." Xia Feng looked at him with an expression of disbelief, and raised his shoulder with his shoulder, urging narrowly: "How do you answer someone?"

"..." Cheng Zhiyan stopped the action in his hand, and remained silent for two seconds, then turned his head and stared at Xia Feng, saying, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

"Ah?" Xia Feng frowned slightly.