Hey, let go of that bamboo horse!

Chapter 344 Only You Understand Minecraft (3)

It was past eight o'clock in the evening, and Wen Yu didn't take his mobile phone or anything, and came to the roof of the dormitory alone. The cool night wind blew on his face, which eased Wen Yu's irritability a little.

Above the head, there are many stars, the moon and the stars are extraordinarily bright tonight, like good helpers helping each other.

If the occasional passers-by downstairs can look up, they can see a pretty figure on the roof of the dormitory, sitting on the edge of the roof with their feet through the two vacant seats of the railing. If there is no railing, it is really impressive I began to wonder if this was another girl who committed suicide and lost her footing.

Wen Yu used to come here to sit when she was unhappy, the quiet and cool breeze here would calm her down.

Thinking about it carefully, she felt so stupid.

Why should he care so much about Li Mufeng's attitude towards him?
When I was young, there was also a friend who ignored me for no reason. When I was young, Wen Yu was shy and didn't dare to go up and ask, so they became strangers.

It was only later that I found out that another classmate who didn't like me spoke ill of me in front of her.

At the beginning, Wen Yu didn't care about it. He thought that if he lost a friend, he would lose it. At worst, he would treat her as if she didn't exist in the future.

But no matter how much he persuaded himself to treat Li Mufeng as an ordinary friend, there was still a voice deep in his heart that shouted loudly at him, resisting this idea.

Is it because of the feelings of childhood sweethearts that are different from other friends?

Wen Yu really couldn't turn the corner, so he clutched the two railings in front of him in distress, and suddenly raised his head and shouted towards the sky.

"what----"

The politics teacher said that one of the ways to vent your emotions is to shout, which is really good.

Fortunately, no one passed by downstairs now, otherwise she would be taken away by the security guards as crazy.

"It will disturb other students if you vent your emotions here so late." A hoarse voice suddenly came from behind.

Wen Yu's pupils dilated suddenly, and he almost fell off the stairs.

The person behind him seemed to be taking a few more steps slowly towards her, with heavy steps.

Wen Yu got up from there in a hurry, and looked back at the person who came.

Grandma Qiao was still hunched over, and she was very neat.

Seeing Wen Yu turn around, she clenched her fists and coughed twice, her long bangs covered her eyes, and she blushed from her cheeks to the roots of her ears as if someone had discovered something embarrassing.

Granny Qiao's tone was still slow and majestic, "Your political teacher should have taught you that it would be better to find an empty place with no one to vent and yell."

Wen Yu felt even more ashamed, and really wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

The security guard didn't have it, so he called the principal directly.

"I'm sorry..." Wen Yu blushed and raised his eyes to look at her secretly. He wanted to cry, but his voice was as small as a mosquito, but Granny Qiao still heard it.

At the last cultural festival for the [-]th anniversary of the establishment of the college, Wen Yu knew that the old lady he met near Lu Xin's house was the principal of the attached middle school. He thought she was the new aunt Guan, which was really embarrassing.

Seeing her cautious look with no place to rest her hands, Grandma Qiao narrowed her eyes slightly, and walked slowly to a recliner in front of Wen Yu to lie down leisurely.

"Don't be restrained, during the rest time now, I'm just an old lady who comes to the roof to enjoy the cool and clean."

Granny Qiao lay leisurely on the deck chair and dozed off.

When Wen Yu came here for the first time, he found a recliner here. He thought it was a bit strange at the time, but he didn't expect it to be Grandma Qiao's.

(End of this chapter)