Chapter 17

Luo Huan wondered if he should charge him for phone bills or something.

But then I remembered the scene where she would pay her back every time she bought him medicine.

He seems to have a lot of self-esteem.

Unwilling to accept other people's alms.

But in this way, won’t you be able to chat with him often?

Luo Huan has seen such a fallacy somehow. The first step to get close to others is to make the other party get used to her existence.

After all, phone bills are quite expensive.

I don't know if there is any router installed in his home.

Nowadays, QQ WeChat is popular. Luo Huan is used to communicating with people online and has also created many groups of young sisters. I don’t know how many years it has been since I sent messages with text messages.

Not too convenient either.

But he doesn't even have WeChat...

Now among their students, it is really rare that they have not registered for WeChat...

The alarm bell at the bedside was ringing, and Luo Huan temporarily put away the messy thoughts and got up and washed up like accepting his fate.

After packing up, Luo Huan stopped suddenly before leaving the door.

The next second, she took out her cell phone from her schoolbag, fiddled for a while, then turned off the cell phone and ran out of the door happily.

The morning weather is warm and it feels so comfortable to fall on you.

Luo Huan was in the stationery store at the school gate for a while, so he picked up a few pens and beautiful notebooks, and then hurried to the school by stepping on the spot.

"Tsk, I'm in a good mood."

Gu Yu closed the comic book, looked at the girl’s smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and asked her: “You guys have made up.”

Luo Huan focused all on the beautiful notebook, didn't listen much, and responded lazily.

Gu Yu scratched his forehead, how should he advise his best friend not to spoil his boyfriend too much? How could they still be so humble?

She was so excited when the other party called her and ran away like a little pet.

When did Luo Huan live like this?

She should be spoiled and spoiled.

"Huanhuan..." Gu Yu looked solemn and said in a tangled tone: "Do you want it? Reconsider your relationship with Fu and Xi."

"Um?"

Luo Huan was finally attracted by the attention and turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Guyu sorted out his words and how to avoid hurting her, he hesitated: "In my opinion, Fu Hexita is not very good to you."

"Just yesterday, you said you two had a quarrel, but as soon as he called, you went over and got back together..."

Guyu concluded: "This is not like you anymore."

Luo Huan raised her eyebrows and recalled that she was in a bad mood after school yesterday. Gu Yu was so stupid that she would talk nonsense about anything she asked.

It should be that time.

Maybe he was misunderstood by Guyu.

Now seeing Gu Yu's worried look on his face, Luo Huan silent for a while, laughed in his heart, and said, "It's okay, I'm apart."

"Really, really?"

Gu Yu was so shocked that he opened his eyes wide and almost fainted by the surprise in front of him.

She doesn't like trouble at all and doesn't want to cause trouble for others. It's not a big deal to always use Fu and Xi's reputation.

What if the incident happens in the future and you run into the crematorium?

Moreover, Luo Huan was just thinking about this, and he saved time to explain to Guyu specifically.

Luo Huan turned his face and replied yes.

Guyu finally felt relieved and became happy again. Only then did she notice the notebook she was looking through.

"Give me one of any book."

Luo Huan didn't check for a moment and shouted, "My shadowless claws, hey, don't move, I finally accepted the joint style."

Gu Yu stretched out his arms and refused to give it: "Hahaha, just a notebook. What do you think we can find it online..."

The two were laughing and joking.

Time for exercises between classes.

As soon as it was over, Luo Huan ran to the teaching building.

Guyu couldn't even shout from behind.

"What a soul chasing girl."

After returning to the classroom, Luo Huan sat down, he immediately took out his phone and opened the screen.

No reply.

Luo Huan raised his eyebrows, but he hadn't looked at his cell phone yet.

Guyu discovered that Luo Huan was focusing on his phone all morning.

Take a look at it occasionally.

"What are you looking at?"

The last class in the morning was about to end, Guyu came over and looked at Luo Huan lying on the table, frowned and looked at his cell phone.

Quickly changing the text message page to the game, Luo Huan cleared his throat and said casually: "Nothing."

Guyu looked distrustful.

The school bell rang.

I was afraid that she was still waiting for news about Fu Hexi, so after class, Guyu took her out for dinner and was not allowed to bring her cell phone.

"We girls must not lick this way, do you know?"

Luo Huan was too lazy to explain to her that she had misunderstood, so she had to nod and put her back in a good manner.

But after going to have dinner, I still walked quickly when I came back.

After waiting like this, I waited until the afternoon.

In the evening, when Jiang Zhihan returned home, Yang Yanjiao and Jiang Wei were still arguing in the house. For some trivial matters, the sound of things being smashed from time to time.

Neighbors who are very disturbed can hear it.

Jiang Zhihan entered the room next to him with a cold expression and closed the door.

study.

This is something he has been accustomed to since childhood.

The quarrel outside the house stopped at some point.

Jiang Wei seemed to slam the door and out, cursing all the way.

There is a lot of noise.

The house was suddenly pushed open, and Yang Yanjiao pushed the door in. She didn't care what her son was doing, and she sat on the sofa and started crying.

"Why didn't he die if he got angry outside? He would vent his anger with me when he got angry outside, and he grabbed my little things all day long and said, "Why did I get lucky and fall in love with someone like him."

"I paid for this shop. He has earned some cents for his family over the years. If it weren't for my shop, the whole family would have starved to death!"

Yang Yanjiao tied her curly hair casually, wearing a floral V-neck suspender, revealing her plump breasts and large yellow skin, she didn't care much, and pinched her handkerchief to wipe her face.

Such a scenario happens almost every few days.

She asked her to divorce, but she refused.

Just torture each other.

The boy at the desk said nothing, quietly lowering his eyes and writing the title, as if he was not affected at all.

Jiang Zhihan was very focused on seeing it. The dim table lamp illuminated his cold and soft side face, and his deep and long eyelashes were lingering and dense, leaving a shadow on the eyelids.

Yang Yanjiao looked at it and suddenly felt angry and depressed in her heart.

The child seemed to be naturally cold. Since he was born, she took him back from the hospital. He was not very close to people and didn't even take a few bites of milk.

She thought it would be better to grow up, but the child still looks cold and cares about nothing.

Fortunately, the results are very good.

He has been the first place since childhood and has won many awards.

I received a lot of scholarships.
To be continued...