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Chapter 279 Worry About Her

Luo Weiwei has been lying on the table and depressed since the princess's dream was shattered, looking very much like a lonely puppy lying behind the door frame waiting for its master to come home.

After Fan Yihang asked someone to lift her up with her wheelchair, she disappeared and didn't tell her where she was going.

Unrequited love is bitter.

"Hey." Luo Weiwei sighed, resting her face in her arms.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a long time or a very short time, when her consciousness began to fall asleep in a daze, a burst of fragrant barbecue smell passed through her arms and reached the tip of her nose.

She moved her nose and regained consciousness for a moment.

Luo Weiwei suddenly looked up and saw Fan Yihang, who didn't eat fireworks, was carrying a small bag of barbecue. After looking at her, he put it on her table, which was beside her hand.

"For me?" Luo Weiwei pointed to her nose in disbelief.

Fan Yihang didn't speak, and gave her a "otherwise" look.

He didn't know what Luo Weiwei meant: You bought it for me specially?

Luo Weiwei happily opened the transparent plastic bag, took out a bunch of rice cakes from inside, just about to put it in her mouth, she hesitated for a while, then raised her hand and handed it to Fan Yihang: "You eat a bunch too."

Fan Yihang shook his head: "I don't eat these things."

Luo Weiwei deliberately jumped up and said, "Oh, then you mean that only ordinary people like me eat barbecue, and young masters like you only eat delicacies from mountains and seas? Can't you look down on these junk foods?"

Fan Yihang glanced at her, reached out to take the rice cake, and took a symbolic bite.

Luo Weiwei snickered inwardly, ever since she knew that Fan Yihang would take hard things but not soft ones, her kung fu of prescribing the right medicine has really improved day by day.

Fan Yihang didn't buy much, and Luo Weiwei solved the problem by three times, five times and two times, but because he ate a pancake when he was discharged from the hospital in the morning, his stomach is also bloated now.

After eating enough, she realized that there is no barbecue restaurant near the school.

To be precise, there used to be, but the school was afraid of food safety issues, and those stores were pressured to move out.

So, where did Fan Yihang buy the barbecue?
Before she could ask her question, Fan Yihang held the paper in his hand, got up and glanced at her and said, "If you still want to eat, call Song Ningyuan, he should still be here?"

Luo Weiwei asked, "Where?"

"West playground." Fan Yihang said, ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" she asked quickly.

Fan Yihang slightly raised the paper in his hand and said, "Ask the teacher."

Luo Weiwei's eyes were full of surprise: "Are there any questions you don't know?"

Her question comes from the heart, and many people including her probably think that there is no question in the world that Fan Yihang can't understand, right?The premise is that as long as it is a high school question.

Fan Yihang glanced at her indifferently, and left.

The meaning of that look is obvious: I am also human.

If you are a person, you will have questions you don't know, uncertain people and things.

After Fan Yihang left, Luo Weiwei called Song Ningyuan, who got connected quickly, and Song Ningyuan's excited voice came out: "If you guys blow up all this box today, you can eat at this barbecue stall." How much will be credited to my account."

Luo Weiwei frowned.

Blow?drink wine?
"Song Ningyuan, what's going on?"

When Song Ningyuan answered the phone, he didn't look at the caller ID. He looked at the phone screen in surprise when he heard the voice, and said, "Boss?"

"It's me." Luo Weiwei warned: "Drinking in broad daylight, you don't want to be punished?"

Song Ning ran a little farther away from the hustle and bustle before explaining: "No, boss, it's not drinking. It's drinking water. The pigeon guy said that he could blow (drink) a bottle of mineral water in one breath, but the group of people competed with each other. up."

Luo Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Where are you?"

"West playground." Song Ningyuan thought that Luo Weiwei had been in the hospital for the past two days, and just went back to school directly from the school gate to the teaching building, so he didn't know the situation on the west playground.

He quickly said: "Isn't the school holding a flea market tomorrow? Some classes have already started to decorate. There is also a class that bought barbecues. Don't think about it. This year, the barbecue class must have the highest performance. By the way, I asked Fan Yihang brought you a barbecue, did he steal it?"

Luo Weiwei couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

Fan Yihang didn't steal it, but she forced him to take a bite of the rice cake skewers, and then threw the rice cake skewers back to her.

"Is it fun over there?" Luo Weiwei asked, changing the subject.

Song Ningyuan subconsciously wanted to say that it was fun, this place was the most fun in the whole school, but he stopped talking.

Luo Weiwei had known Song Ningyuan for several years, and she would immediately notice something was wrong when he paused.

"Why didn't you say it? You want to hide the fun from me?" She asked in an angry tone on purpose.

Song Ningyuan on the other end was scared immediately.

"No, no. Actually... Fan Yihang told me not to let you come to such a crowded place." Song Ningyuan sighed and said, "Although I don't like this person very much, I think he You are right. There are so many people here now, what if someone bumps into you and hurts you more?"

Song Ningyuan thought he would hear Luo Weiwei scolding him, but there was silence for a while, and Luo Weiwei said happily: "Okay, then I won't go. Remember to bring me something else to eat when you come back, no need for barbecue .”

Song Ningyuan wondered why Luo Weiwei's playful personality was so easy to talk this time?It seems that this time the foot was really bad, and I didn't even want to join in the fun.

"No problem!" Song Ningyuan heaved a sigh of relief and hung up the phone.

After the call ended, Luo Weiwei was still immersed in Fan Yihang's joy of "worrying that she would be hit by someone".

In the next second, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Grandma Liu appeared at the door of the class.

"Hello, Teacher Liu." Luo Weiwei quickly hid the barbecue bag under the table, but it was obviously a late remedy.

Grandma Liu glanced at it, ignored the matter, and said, "Your mother said that your feet are still not healed and you must come to school to make up for the lessons. Looking at it now, do you want to make up for the nutrition?"

"Hehe..." Luo Weiwei laughed dryly.

Because she didn't know what to say except for a dry laugh, anyway, whatever she said would only make her more embarrassing.

Fortunately, Grandma Liu didn't continue to talk about it, she just said: "During this period of time, the most important thing for you is to take good care of your feet. Young people's bones recover quickly, but don't be careless. If you need help, you Call the classmates in the class, or call someone to come to me."

Luo Weiwei nodded repeatedly.

Grandma Liu glanced at her again and said, "Your Chinese teacher still thinks that you and Fan Yihang will participate in the composition competition in Kyoto. Now it seems that only Fan Yihang can go. But one is fine."

Grandma Liu just said something casually, and Luo Weiwei widened her eyes in surprise and asked, "Did Fan Yihang agree to go to the composition competition?"

Grandma Liu nodded: "That's right. What's the matter?"

Luo Weiwei paused, and finally said: "Teacher, I want to go too."

(End of this chapter)