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"That boy just now is pretty good-looking. Do you know him? It seems to me that you guys came here together."

Cheng Xuran shook his head: "I don't know him."

They are indeed just friends along the way.

Xu Zhi saw that the two of them didn't seem to know each other on the podium just now: "I was wondering if you knew each other and just pushed the WeChat to me. Forget it, I'll go get it myself after school."

When she came home from school that day, Cheng Jiaoxiao sent a WeChat message to Cheng Xuran and asked her to wait in the classroom while he picked her up.

When school was over, two boys were walking in front, and she followed behind.

Song Yanqing was carrying a black shoulder bag. He was about the same height as Cheng Jiaoxiao, probably two centimeters taller. After saying a few words, he left at the gate.

Cheng Jiaoxiao asked Cheng Xuran some concerned questions on the way, and stayed at Cheng Xuran's house for dinner.

Cheng Xuran comes from a good family, and her family has never treated her badly. The living room is decorated with original wood and is retro and warm.

When Xu Zhizao saw her when he went to school the next day, he yelled, pulled Cheng Xuran and talked to her face to face, and was furious.

"Do you know?! The boy in the class next door is so arrogant. I asked him for WeChat after school yesterday, and he didn't even recognize me! He even asked me who I was! Isn't my sister so good that people can't remember her? It's even more outrageous. The weird thing is, he actually said don’t join me, I’ll teach you—”

Xu Zhi cleared his throat and imitated the cold tone: "If you add me, I have to delete you."

Cheng Xuran couldn't help it and burst into laughter.

Their freshmen military training lasted seven days in total. This military training was very strict, and real soldiers trained them. Cheng Xuran was not in good health and suffered a lot in the military training.

Cheng Jiaoxiao and his group of sophomores walked across the playground from the complex building and ran over to say hello to Cheng Xuran and handed her two pieces of candy: "If you can't bear it, ask the teacher for leave. Don't hold on, you are just too stubborn."

"I am fine."

"Okay." Cheng Jiaoxiao said a few words to her and then went to find Song Yanqing. Song Yanqing sat on the ground, drank water and told him to get out. Cheng Jiaoxiao gave him a middle finger.

"Who is he?" the classmate asked.

This age is the most ignorant time in youth. All small thoughts, both obvious and subtle, begin to sprout in adolescence. Whoever gets close to whom and who knows whom seems to be a taboo.

And getting to know the senior in high school seems to be a cool thing.

"My brother." Cheng Xuran has always been a little slow in this aspect, or perhaps because she has never cared about this aspect. The first time she discovered that her insensitive power was somewhat ineffective was with a person -

"Oh, your brother, does he have a girlfriend?"

"Have."

During the break after training for two hours, the sun can melt the ice cream in a few seconds, and the cheeks of the burned person turn red. Several girls took Cheng Xuran to the toilet together. This small matter of going to the toilet almost became the beginning of a friendship between girls. .

When they came back, they were stopped by a voice.

"Second class?"

Song Yanqing walked over to ask with a box of ice water in his hand. He was tall, cast a slender shadow, wore camouflage uniforms, and had a cold and profound outline.

"Yes, yes, what's wrong?" The girl held Cheng Xuran's hand and nodded excitedly.

"Give this watch to your instructor." Song Yanqing thrust the list on the ice water into Cheng Xuran's hand.

Cheng Xuran caught it off guard and was stunned for a few seconds: "Okay."

"Yeah." He turned and left.

"What's the watch? Let me take a look." The girl came over to take a look.