Sweetheart: The Devil's School Grass is Fierce Baba

Chapter 35

I saw a slightly tired figure lying on the desk, who must have read a book for a long time.

At this moment, Song Beibei's heart trembled. It turned out that he was also tired, and he was just an ordinary person. After all, he was talented.

At an age when ordinary people are carefree, Song Liunian matured himself prematurely because of family pressure.

Although the name of genius and academic master makes him shine, it may not be what he really wants, or he doesn't know what he really wants.

"Brother, if you want to sleep, go to bed and rest for a while, and learn to relax properly." Song Beibei walked towards Song Liunian step by step, and said with concern as she walked.

"What kind of person are you? A girl from an orphanage dares to control me and tell me what to do."

Song Liunian was not frightened by her interruption. When he looked at her, he frowned slightly, looking a little impatient. However, after seeing the bowl of familiar things in her hand, Song Liunian's originally cold eyes revealed Express an emotion that people can't see through.

"I...I just saw you working hard, and wanted to care about you..." When Song Beibei said this, she immediately felt a little guilty.

After all, this is not the first time Song Liunian has looked at him coldly.

But just when she was extremely depressed, Song Beibei saw the tonic soup in her hand with her lowered head, and added randomly: "Brother Fleeting Years, I made this for you, try it..."

Because he was yelled at by him before, Song Beibei seemed extra cautious when speaking at this moment.

After finishing speaking, Song Beibei took a few steps forward, and when she came to his desk, she stopped, slowly put down her hands, and immediately returned to her original position, away from him There is a distance.

Although there was already a long distance, Song Liunian was still dissatisfied, and said randomly, "Go out if you have nothing to do, I feel annoying when I see you, don't you feel that way?"

Song Liunian's tone was cold, and there was no room for negotiation.

Song Beibei was stunned after listening, feeling extremely wronged.

Was she just that annoying, so redundant?

At this moment, she wanted to cry, but she knew that if she shed tears now, it would only make some people look down on her more, and it wouldn't make any sense.

She put away the soup in her hand, turned around resolutely, and ran to her bedroom without any hesitation.

Only then did she close the door of her room, and the tears that she had held back so hard finally rushed out like water from a sluice, and her heart was dripping with blood.

She couldn't help asking herself if it was worth it, what should I do if this continued?
But as soon as this kind of thought arises, it is suppressed by that handsome figure, he is so outstanding.

If there is no love, there is no value or not, only willingness, dedication, and no regrets.

Song Beibei understood this, and immediately thought about how to make Brother Liunian care about her?
The moment the door closed, Song Liunian sighed softly, and the trouble was finally gone.

Gently picked up the cup of soup placed in front of the desk, took a sip, and it still tasted familiar, as if there was still a sense of progress.

Song Liunian couldn't help but come up with this idea: Doesn't that guy have the talent of cooking soup?

He shook his head immediately, shaking off this inexplicable thought, which also felt strange to him.

Song Liunian simply drank it in one gulp, and immediately picked up a book beside him and started to chew again.

(End of this chapter)