He Is Warmer Than Time

In early November, Haicheng entered deep autumn, the ginkgo on both sides of the road was golden yellow, and a maple tree planted in the courtyard of the Song family was red like the sun.

Song Ran put on a sweater with white snowflakes printed on a red background. Before going out, he fought mother Wu for a while.

Mother Wu: "Xiao Ran, put on cotton pants, it's cold outside."

Song Ran: "How big the sun is, it's not cold or cold."

Madam Wu: "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a disadvantage, and you will have a cold leg in the future."

Song Ran helped his forehead: "A person's strong willpower comes from freezing."

Full of warm thoughts, Song Ran wants to keep her mind sober at all times and can't be overly comfortable.

Wu Ma Sun, but her, whispered on the sidelines that now you are still young, you will regret things like this when you get older.

Song Ran went out. The golden autumn and October was about to end, and the sunshine was still warm. After she entered the classroom, she saw Wen Huihui walk in with a guilty conscience.

Song Ran sat in his spare time and looked at Wen Huihui calmly. Wen Huihui was really good at it and stole her notebook to Shen Mengfang. The two planned to work together inside and outside to cheat her.

Wen Huihui really never has a long memory.

In the morning class, as soon as the head teacher walked in, Song Ran stretched out his hand to report. Teacher Gao nodded, "Song Ran, what's the matter?"

Song Ran stood up slowly: "Teacher, I have a notebook that was stolen."

Wen Huihui shook her hand and her face turned pale.

Teacher Gao frowned. People of this age are upright and upright. They are very disgusted with things like petty theft. Generally speaking, they will not be indifferent. Anyone who steals a dollar may be credited.

"What notebook? How could it be stolen?"

Song Ran said five to ten: "It's a notebook my dad bought for me in Hong Kong."

The value of notebooks immediately rose because of the place of origin. At that time, things in Hong Kong were highly regarded.

Teacher Gao solemnly said: "It was indeed stolen instead of you left at home or something?"

"Teacher, I'm sure it was stolen, and I have a suspect."

"who is it?"

Song Ran pointed directly at Wen Huihui: "Huihui has expressed her liking for my notebook more than once."

Wen Huihui suddenly couldn't help but jumped up: "Song Ran, you splattered me and slandered me!"

Song Ranyun said calmly: "If you have stolen, you can find out by searching your schoolbag."

Wen Huihui's face was pale, Teacher Gao had already walked to her side and reached out directly: "Show me the schoolbag."

Wen Huihui looked triumphant and gave it as he gave it. Anyway, the notebook should be with Shen Mengfang now, so Song Ran's wish to plant her might be in vain.

Teacher Gao took the schoolbag, flipped through it, and took out a notebook to ask Song Ran, "Is this this notebook?"

"Yes……"

Wen Huihui is like seeing a ghost, with eyes full of disbelief. How could it be? How can it be?

Teacher Gao stared at Wen Huihui in irritation. The last sample paper had already made her very disgusted with this deep-minded little girl. This notebook incident directly knocked Wen Huihui into the bottom.

"What else can you say?"

Wen Huihui naturally tried her best to deny: "I didn't steal it. I don't know why this notebook appeared in my schoolbag."

Song Ran looked at her blankly. This scene was really vivid. She denied that it was the same when she denied the sample.

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