You are like the warm sun

Chapter 187 Worship
The students naturally didn't dare to ask the two people involved about something as ambiguous as puppy love, especially Shao, who looked so fierce. So they asked Gu Jiajia, who had the best relationship with the two, indirectly.

At this time, Gu Jiajia naturally had to cover for them.

"What? You're asking what we're doing together? I've asked this question so many times..." She stroked her chin and raised her head proudly: "Of course we're studying hard! What's the future of dating? Isn't studying good? The college entrance examination is imminent, young people, study hard and don't think about trivial things."

"..."

Hello, is this the Academic Affairs Office? I found this obsessed student here!

However, the classmates found that Gu Jiajia and Shao Zhouci's grades had improved rapidly without them noticing.

They were all on the same level in their second year of high school, with the two even ranking in the lower middle of the class, but now they are in the upper echelons of the class. They can easily score over 500 points on the test, while many of their classmates are still stagnant, with scores in the 300s.

By May, Shao Zhouci's best score was 650.

Ranked twenty-fifth.

At that time, Tang Wan scored 721 points.

Ranked second in the year.

Zhu Zhen, the head teacher of Class 7, couldn't stop smiling.

Who said that Class 7 is a bad class?
Isn't this good?

Next time, if anyone dares to say that Class 7 is a bad class, she will slap that person in the face with this report card!
October 5, Sunday.

Tang Wan took Shao Zhou to the North City Cemetery.

After getting off the car at the cemetery entrance, they walked up holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums.

Both of them were dressed in black, with the chrysanthemums in their hands being the only eye-catching color. No one spoke as they walked up the stairs, and their figures, one tall and one short, looked particularly well-matched.

Tang Wan took him by the hand and came to her father's tombstone accurately and familiarly.

Coming here again after a year, she looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone, smiled, squatted down, and placed the white chrysanthemum in her hand on the stone slab.

Shao Zhouci, standing by, did as he was told, placing the bouquet on top. He then held her hand tightly, silently comforting her, his own palms sweating with nervousness. He wasn't sure if this was a formal meeting with the parents.

But buried here is Wanwan's father.

He had to care.

Tang Wan blinked, clasped her fingers together and held his hand again. Looking at the tombstone, she coquettishly said, "Dad, let me introduce you. This is my boyfriend. He treats me very well."

She has good taste.

If you were still here, you would like Aci too.

However, before accepting him, you might be angry for a while, angry that the cabbage you grew was taken away with its roots and pots, but it was she who was the cabbage that came to your door on her own initiative.

So, don't blame him.

Shao Zhouci lowered his eyes, staring solemnly at the photo of Tang's father. He nervously clenched his other hand, which had fallen to his side. He whispered, "Hello, uncle. My name is Shao Zhouci."

Tang Wan suppressed a laugh: "Aci, don't be so nervous."

"Um……"

He blinked, his expression still a little tense.

Tang Wan smiled and leaned on his shoulder.

The two sat quietly on the stone slab for a long time.

When the sky gradually turned gloomy, Tang Wan looked up at the gray sky and said calmly, "It's going to rain, Ah Ci, let's go back."

"it is good."

As he walked down the stairs, Shao Zhouci glanced at the girl beside him, thought for a moment, and then quietly asked a question: "Wanwan, how did you feel when your uncle passed away?"

(End of this chapter)