The boss is at the same table, she pretends to be good again

Chapter 93 The old boy

After Li Huaqing was suspended by the school, many students in the class were gossiping about Li Mingting behind their backs, and some girls even satirized her in front of her.

It's just that Li Mingting has a restrained personality and is used to silence.Most of the time she pretended not to hear, she should study and go home.

But she didn't expect that two days after the incident, Xue Wentao, who was at the same table, took the initiative to ask the class teacher to change positions at the class meeting.

"Teacher, Li Mingting's condition is affecting my studies, so I want to apply for a position change."

The familiar voice echoed throughout the classroom, and at that moment, there was an uproar in the classroom.

The homeroom teacher's eyes were full of surprise, familiar and unfamiliar students had smiles on their faces, and everyone was waiting to see Li Mingting's jokes.

Li Mingting, on the other hand, looked down at the book without hearing anything.

The glass windows on the side were polished brightly, and the poplars outside the teaching building just took out new leaves.She was quiet, and the sunlight came in from the window and sprinkled on half of her face, dimly looking like a little fairy coming out of a painting.

Amidst the malicious laughter of her classmates, she raised her head from the book and calmly greeted everyone's eyes.

Sarcasm, ridicule, pity and even sympathy, everyone has a mask that doesn't belong to them, separating them from the previous face.

The spring breeze blew in through the crack of the window, warm and cold, and brushed the hair on the side of her ears.She put down her pen, put her broken hair behind her ears, and turned her head to look at Xue Wentao with a tense face.

It was the first time in Li Mingting's life that he looked at a boy's profile very seriously.

Xue Wentao's facial features are naturally handsome, and he looks flawless from the side, which is enough to become the favorite male god of girls.

But in the eyes he stared at the front, there was less of the gentleness and intimacy in the past, and more indifference and scrutiny.

Li Mingting knew that the boy who always cared for her and said that he would always be a good friend disappeared.

Li Mingting didn't make things difficult for the head teacher, she took the initiative to move to the last row.

The last row of tables was very long and large, and when she lowered her head to read, it was enough to separate her from the whole class.

……

"What's up?"

Li Mingting pulled out from his memory and interrupted the silent situation in front of him.

Because she was too calm, Xue Wentao's prepared speech was a bit useless for a while, so he just used his toes to draw circles on the ground in embarrassment: "You are in Pingyang... are you okay?"

"It's pretty good." Li Mingting looked at the energetic figures in the playground, his voice calm and alienated.

In her previous life, when she heard Xue Wentao's request to change the same table for the first time, she was actually stunned and sad for a moment.

Because she is Li Mingting with a withdrawn personality, she will not share any happiness or sadness with others, so Xue Wentao, as a deskmate who can understand her emotions, was also extremely important in her heart.

They even agreed to go to the same university and share the most important secrets with each other.

It's a pity that this kind of agreement has always been the most sincere promise, and the deepest backlash!
After transferring to Pingyang, she learned her lesson and stopped communicating with anyone, making friends with anyone, and stubbornly repeating the monotonous life of being alone.

But even then, Pingyang, a school that has never been favored by others, gave her the best feedback.

Because she met Rong Heng.

A 27-year-old mature and considerate man in his previous life, and a 17-year-old proud and sensitive boy in this life.

After living a new life, she has long since stopped entangled in the matters of the Provincial High School, and she has not thought about why Xue Wentao changed so much back then.

If Xue Wentao hadn't taken the initiative to come to her this time, she wouldn't even have remembered this person.

(End of this chapter)