love your little tenderness

Chapter 7 Little Deskmate

Zhichu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Shen Ci was still worried about her going back by herself, and finally sent her downstairs at the door of the house.

"Thank you!"

Zhichu left a sentence and quickly went upstairs.

Shen Ci didn't leave until the girl's figure disappeared.

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Zhichu was on the balcony, under the street lamp, the boy's shadow was stretched and gradually disappeared.

"Chu Chu, what are you looking at? Come over for dinner."

Zhichu looked away.

"Here comes grandma."

"Chu Chu, how is the new classmate? Can you keep up with the teacher's lecture?"

Zhichu nodded: "Don't worry, grandma, I'm fine at school."

"That's good. Today your parents called to ask about your situation. Chuchu, your parents still care about you. How can parents and daughter have overnight feud? What's going on with you?"

When Zhichu heard about her parents, the hands holding the vegetables slightly paused.

"Grandma, I just quarreled with them."

"Grandma is old and can't take care of it anymore, but there is one thing grandma wants to remind you. No matter what you do, grandma hopes that you will think carefully."

"I know grandma."

The next day, Zhichu had breakfast and went to school in a somewhat baggy school uniform.

White short-sleeved, blue and white school uniform jacket, loosely surrounding the girl's petite body.

Zhichu got up very early, and it was just six o'clock when she arrived at class.

A few people were eating breakfast while reciting books in a low voice.

Those wanton years of youth are all dedicated to the school.

Zhichu sat on the seat and picked up the English book.

English is a weak subject for her,
At about seven o'clock, the students in the class have basically arrived.

Except her deskmate.

After the morning self-study, Chen Xiaoshi immediately turned her head and whispered——

"Zhichu, this morning I heard that your tablemate had a fight last night."

Zhichu raised her eyes and hummed suspiciously.

"I heard that it was a few people from the seventh middle school next door who were looking for trouble every day. I don't know why they had an enmity with Shen Ci. They found Shen Ci last night, but they didn't expect to be laid down by Shen Ci."

Zhichu frowned slightly, did he run into that group of people again after he left yesterday?
As soon as Shen Ci stepped into the classroom, he saw Zhichu talking to Chen Xiaoshi in front of him.

The girl's high ponytail fell on her shoulders, and a beam of light-transmitting glass scattered on her body.

Shen Ci withdrew his gaze and continued walking.

"Brother Ci, did those grandchildren look for you yesterday?"

Shen Ci glanced at Song Ziyu and hummed lightly.

Zhang Zhe, Song Ziyu's deskmate, cursed in a low voice.

Shen Ci walked to Zhichu's side.Chen Xiaoshi's expression suddenly changed, and she turned back.

"Little deskmate, borrow it."

The boy's voice is beautiful, like a cello, full of vitality.

Zhichu got up and made way for him.

Today, Shen Ci changed into a long-sleeved, white shirt.

Wearing a black baseball cap.

The sleeves are rolled up a little higher than the wrist, revealing smooth lines.

His skin was very white, with bony fingers, and blue blood vessels were faintly visible.

Zhichu withdrew his gaze and returned to his seat.

Feeling someone pat her from behind, Zhichu turned her head.

Song Ziyu glanced at Shen Ci who was playing with his mobile phone, winked at Zhichu and said, "Sister Zhichu, what do you think of our brother Ci?"

Zhichu: "..."

Zhang Zhe slapped him on the head.

Stupid!
Song Ziyu wailed and fought back unconvinced.

In this way, the two boys came and went from behind.

The corner of Zhichu's mouth twitched, and he turned around silently.

Shen Ci almost fell asleep in the first three classes, and Song Ziyu didn't ask Shen Ci until the big break.

"Brother Ci, what did you do last night? Are you with the school girl from Class Seven!"

He smiled cryptically, and asked cryptically.

Shen Ci took off the Bluetooth headset and put it in his pocket.

A slightly cool gaze swept over him: "Song Ziyu, just say it when your skin is itchy."

Song Ziyu immediately faltered.

Zhichu was struggling with a big physics problem, when he heard the voice next to him, he let out a soft breath.

"Zhichu, the next class is physical education, do you want to go?"

Chen Xiaoshi turned her head and asked.

(End of this chapter)