Did she hear it wrong, why did everyone want to talk to her, "what do you want to say" Ling Xiquan asked helplessly."
What do you think" Xie You put down his phone and glanced back at her.She had a guess in her heart, and was silent and did not answer.The elevator reached the first floor, and with a clang, the hall door opened.She took the lead and walked out, and Yu Guang glanced at Xie You following her, she stopped, turned her head sideways, and said lightly, "Xie You, if you want to talk to me about Ye Qingting, you don't need to say it." ”"How" Xie You narrowed his eyes."
Because Yin Junyu has looked for me before, I think," she pursed her lips and said word by word, "we don't need to talk about this topic anymore." ”With that, she took a big stride and left."
Let's go" Xie You's surprised voice came from behind her, she turned her head and saw him raise her eyebrows, "What if I said it was just small talk" She smiled slightly, didn't say anything and turned to leave.If she was to be more blunt, she would say, "We don't know each other, there is no topic of small talk at all, and in the end, I think you will still go around Ye Qingting's body", but when the words came to her mouth, she still stopped this somewhat sharp response.She just didn't want to hear people talk about him over and over again.It was as if she had kept the secret well, but suddenly, the whole world seemed to know about it.What a ridiculous thing.It seems that I have been trying my best and being careful for a long time, but in the end I have only done useless work.And then every time I heard his name, some images in my heart that I didn't want to recall would break through the ground, hurting even more.But even so, she still couldn't let go, and she still couldn't resent the boy who gave her such a hurt feeling.He's leaving, as if the one she likes is silence.Therefore, the flower that is destined to bear no fruit only hopes that it can be quietly buried at the bottom of the heart, and maybe time flies and no one mentions it, and it will be covered with layers of soil, decaying and disappearing itself.Taking a step back, if they don't talk about Ye Qingting, what else can they talk about In the cafeteria, Lu Xining heard Xie You's sentence "Pick a time to have a good chat", and her reaction was already very unhappy, she didn't want to make any more trouble for herself.The sun is thin, the sky is faintly colored clouds, a gust of wind blows, the sycamore beside the road flutters, blowing through the tip of her heart, everywhere is gray displacement.Her heart was like smoke, and he was adrift in the clear sky beyond the white clouds.As a result, life was completely reduced to a gray color.In the last week before the UEC, the atmosphere on the entire floor was tense.The main teacher deserves to occupy almost all the sub-classes, racing against time to hand out mock papers, even the short five minutes after class, it is almost a drag on the classroom, and the unfinished points and test papers are like a heavy mountain pressing on everyone's body.But for Ling Xiquan, it was like returning to the campus life before Ye Qingting broke into life, and it was so calm that it was beyond her imagination.She made all kinds of speculations and preparations, but she didn't wait for Liu Yao on Monday, and even at the end of this week, Liu Yao didn't look for her.In this regard, she was a little puzzled, but at the same time, she was also happy that the girl who was too much like a sister did not come to find trouble.In peace, the final exam finally arrived.Because it was a unified examination, the students of several classes in the grade were disrupted, and the examination room was arranged according to the school's system, and on the first day of the math and English tests, she and Lu Xining were divided into the third and second classes respectively, cheering each other up, she stepped into the unfamiliar third class, found the desk with the code, and put the schoolbag on the empty seat next to it.Her position is by the window, and the window can see the nearby community buildings and a few sycamores underneath, as well as the blue sky like jewels in the sun.Retracting her gaze in a good mood, she saw Nesher come over with her schoolbag in one hand, walk past her table without squinting, and finally sit down at the back table of hers."
Brother Nie, you will understand the exam later."
Diagonally from behind came a boy's deliberately lowered, meaningful voice."
I'm not good at math, you can figure it out yourself."
A lazy voice rang out.I can't see it, he's quite self-aware.Ling Xiquan's heart moved, but the invigilator walked in with a stack of papers at this time, "Only stationery boxes are allowed on the table, and schoolbags are placed in the last row." ”In the last row of the classroom, several desks were put together into a long table, she patiently waited for the person in front of her to put away the schoolbag, put her own on the side, and was just about to return to her seat, when there was a sound of the schoolbag falling behind her.Turning around, I happened to see Neshe bending down to pick up her schoolbag and put it back again, and then put his on the outermost edge, and when he turned around, he saw her gaze, and said "I'm sorry" with a slight bow.She was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that he was apologizing for knocking over his schoolbag, and while she was surprised, she also nodded to him, "It's okay." ”Then they each returned to their seats.Speaking of which, she hadn't seen how arrogant the boy at the back table was, and the few conversations they had were not pleasant memories, but in the end, there was nothing to do, and there was no direct holiday.The classroom was so quiet that only the sound of the tip of the pen rubbing against the test paper was the sound of the pen being crushed.The mathematics exam paper is much simpler than the usual exercises, Ling Xiquan buried his head, wrote and calculated on the draft, and finished the final question, and the watch on the desk showed that there were still thirty minutes left.She glanced up, most of the students were still struggling to figure it out, and the invigilator was sitting on the podium with a magazine in her hand.Let's check again.Thinking so, a voice suddenly came from behind him, "Teacher, can I borrow a ruler":