Chapter 22(1/2)
Chapter 22
A handsome face.
Warm and patient.
It looks particularly bullied.
Hey, no wonder he was treated like this by his father and could endure it even harder.
If it were her.
Luo Huan thought distractedly while stuffing her.
Maybe she will have a big fuss in a few days.
No one can think of it well.
Even parents are not a reason for domestic violence.
Is it just to vent my anger when I give birth?
It is also strange that in such a family environment, Jiang Zhihan's temper is still so good. Not only is he not being raised, but he is still so outstanding.
Maybe it's a gene mutation.
Such an embarrassing couple, she is really lucky.
However, it seems that it is precisely because of his good temper and never rape others that she can pester him smoothly.
puff……
Luo Huan thought about it himself, and couldn't help laughing.
He has a really good temper and is really patient.
It is the most patient she has seen in so many years.
Until a light voice rang above the head: "Are you okay?"
Luo Huan raised his eyes, the young man had a handsome face and frowned slightly.
It's really funny...
However, today he took advantage of it. Luo Huan did not continue to be more aggressive and became annoying. He stopped when he saw it was good, and put down his hand and patted it.
Jiang Zhihan thought for a moment and spoke to her: "Twenty yuan, right? I don't have enough money today, tomorrow--"
"I don't want it, it really doesn't cost much."
Luo Huan was helpless.
Jiang Zhihan was silent for a while, nodded, said "goodbye" in a gentle voice, and then passed over her and left.
Luo Huan turned his head and looked at it.
The young man's figure is green and slender, and a little thin, like the clean cedar in winter.
Luo Huan pursed her lower lips, and the reason for the "tutoring" that was quick to sip at the beginning seemed to have gradually become an excuse.
She never found herself having a habit of following others.
This "interest" seems to be gradually forgotten by her over time and is no longer important.
A touch of sourness and soaring emotions began to ferment slowly in her heart.
She seemed to know what that was.
I went back that night. After taking a shower, Luo Huan sat in a chair and held his cell phone for a long time, but still couldn't help but send a message.
Ask him if he had applied medicine and if his parents beat him or scolded him.
It was not until just before going to bed that Jiang Zhihan replied to the news.
[I'm fine, thank you for your concern.
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The alienated one is like answering questions, and cherishing words is like gold.
Luo Huan tsk, lost her cell phone and breathed a sigh of relief, and finally could sleep with peace of mind.
Sooner or later she will teach him to reply to the girl's message sooner or later.
But she is the only one.
Tokugawa Middle School has monthly exams every month, and this month is no exception.
It was just September, and the class teacher informed the news after the class.
Let the students review well.
There was a lot of wailing in the class.
"Everyone is ready, take the exam this Friday."
The head teacher casually carried his hands behind his back and went out leisurely with the expressions of the students who were reluctant to leave.
"It's over. I'm just starting school and I'm just waiting for a long time, and I haven't even reviewed a single subject!"
Gu Yu lay down on the table, stretching his tone: "At least, let's reveal the scope of the test."
Luo Huan bit her finger and turned her head to look at her: "If you have this time, you will memorize two more formulas."
“Yes, yes.”
Guyu got up in panic and began to find various review materials he bought at the beginning of school.
Because of the sudden monthly exam, Luo Huan had to focus on it as much as possible, and everything else was put behind his mind.
I didn't even have to study alone and played with my classmates.
Fortunately, Luo Huan was forced to study tutoring some time ago, which was quite effective. She remembered the formulas very well and could read all kinds of examples in the book.
But she will not be able to adapt. If the question type changes slightly, she will definitely not be able to do so.
But at this level, you should be able to cope with the monthly exam.
I didn’t talk much about the first school year.
Luo Huan seized the time to memorize various formulas.
Their place has always been quiet.
A class is over soon.
Luo Huan felt that her brain capacity was not large. After the school bell rang, her head was filled with all kinds of messy formulas, which made her head almost explode.
I forgot what else she had.
"Let's go."
Luo Huan was carrying his schoolbag and was waiting for Guyu who was still cleaning up.
The two came out of the classroom and walked slowly downstairs.
Guyu is used to going to the school’s convenience store to buy some food before the bus arrives.
After entering the convenience store, Luo Huan held a booklet in one hand and lowered his head and muttered something beside Gu Yu's mouth.
Guyu heard it and closed her booklet with a "slap".
"Don't fucking torture me, Qiuqiu you."
Luo Huan silently and snorted: "I know, I know."
When Guyu bought something delicious, Luo Zai took a bag of shrimp noodles on the shelf next to him and bought two grilled sausages on the sausage machine.
While queuing up to check out, Luo Huan was turning his head and talking to Gu Yu. When he turned around, he saw a boy carrying a schoolbag standing outside by the flower bed.
Luo Huan was stunned for a moment.
Gu Yu was waiting for Luo Huan to finish the payment, while gnawing on a pack of spicy duck necks. When he was about to take over the grilled sausage from Luo Huan's hand, Luo Huan suddenly passed over her and hurriedly ran away with something.
“…”
Guyu turned her head in shock and saw her best friend running straight to the flower bed.
Seeing Jiang Zhihan standing there, Luo Huan quickly ran over, stopped in front of him, raised his head and panted, and asked, "Why are you here? Are you here to find me?"
Jiang Zhihan is wearing a blue and white school uniform, and is very thin and thin.
The whole person feels clean.
It looks particularly cool.
Luo Huan bit his lip and took a step back and looked up at him.
There will be not many people around you.
This time, Jiang Zhihan did not deny it, pursed his thin lips, lowered his eyes in Luo Huan's direct gaze, reached out to his school uniform pocket, and took out a twenty-pack with his slender fingers and handed it to her.
Luo Huan raised his eyebrows.
"Yesterday's meal money."
To be continued...