I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

Seeing Xu Jiao's smiling eyes still staring at her, she seemed to be waiting for some answer.

Shen Yelan ghostly nodded gently.

In an instant, she seemed to be back in the previous dream, as long as she could get the closeness of the person in front of her, she was willing to agree to anything and let her do anything.

Seeing her reaction, Xu Jiao was immediately clear, her eyes moved aside for two minutes, and she said slowly:

"You can go now."

"But remember, this is the last chance I will give you."

She has seen it now. Compared with the continuity of the plot, she does not want to be awakened by the system in the middle of the night. She solves the problem forever.

Lu Pei raised his hand and wiped his tears, and nodded indiscriminately.

The dean of teaching had already walked nearby, and he saw Xu Jiao immediately. He instantly remembered the last time he had suggested that the principal fire her, but he was unsuccessful. He screamed in a screaming voice:

"Xu Jiao! What are you doing again!"

"What are you doing standing there! Ah?! Don't go back to the classroom to study? The monthly exam is very good, isn't it!"

Su Xi was annoyed by the talkative old witch. She blinked at Xu Jiao and smeared the soles of her feet. The students in the other classrooms who craned their necks and watched the show also retracted. Nothing, there is nothing left. Next Xu Jiao and Shen Yelan.

Lu Pei did not dare to complain in front of Xu Jiao, swallowed the dumb loss in a dull voice, and ran away with tears.

Shen Yelan was shocked back to reality by the dean's roar, and lowered her head with a guilty conscience. She looked like a good student who was afraid of his temper-tempered teacher and was not good at speech.

Only Xu Jiao exuded the posture of "I'm not easy to mess with" while holding the book. She slung her schoolbag across her right shoulder, looking like she couldn't fall off. She looked back at the angry director and replied softly:

"Director, it's between classes. How long I love to stand in the corridor is my business—"

"By the way, my monthly exam was really good, the best ever. Thank you for your concern."

Dean:"…"

She couldn't breathe, got stuck in her throat, and almost choked her to death.

After Xu Jiao finished speaking, she walked in the direction of the classroom and saw two unused tables and chairs under the blackboard behind the wall. She walked to the window and raised her head towards the original last row of boys. brow:

"disturb."

She said: "Lend me the table, I put down the book, okay?"

I originally saw the boys in Class 7 who didn't dare to get out when she came here: "!"

Hearing her kind voice, seeing her pretty face up close, the last two boys at the window, both with little eyes and full of pimples, nodded frantically:

"You invite you please!"

"Just put it away!"

Xu Jiao nodded and said thank you again. After putting the book on the table of the two of them, she turned around and moved the table.

Before people arrived, I saw a guy from a high school and university rushing over, with two restraints in his action, but he said with extreme enthusiasm: "I, I will help you."

Xu Jiao raised her eyebrows, but she did not refuse. Even if she watched the boy put the two tables and chairs together, she didn't raise any objections. After the other party finished helping, she thanked him exactly.

However, Shen Yelan, who entered the classroom later, was stunned when she saw her seat next to Xu Jiao.

At that time, Xu Jiao was already sitting down by the window, looking through the vocabulary list of the English book, preparing to familiarize herself with the vocabulary that was about to be forgotten. Noting Shen Yelan's movements, she looked at:

"You don't want to be at the same table with me?"

Xu Jiao didn't care about it herself, but she never liked to force others, so she kept preparing to raise her hand to push Shen Yelan's table away, wanting the other party to be the master.

Before Shen Yelan could say anything, she saw her movements first, stepped forward instinctively, and pressed the table, her voice became rush, and even panic appeared on her face:

"No, no!"

It's not that I don't want to, I don't dare to think.

Shen Yelan added silently in her heart.

Xu Jiao looked at her in a hurry. Time couldn’t tell whether she was too scared of herself, so she was intimidated to say something ironically, or she was eager to make friends with herself, and after careful observation, she finally recovered. Hands up.

Shen Yelan breathed a sigh of relief, carefully put the book in the drawer, and the action of pulling the chair was much lighter than usual. It seemed that he was fiddling with things calmly, but the actual remaining light was on Xu Jiao next to him.

She saw the other person's slender fingertips holding a book, Su Bai Hao wrist, because the skin is too white, even the small green underneath is looming.

Under the table are school uniforms and trousers, which are loosely covered to the bottom.

Only Shen Yelan knows what kind of beautiful sub-tattoo designs will be revealed underneath if it is pulled gently.

Her throat moved and her breathing became lighter.

…

The morning after changing classes, Xu Jiao didn’t take the initiative to talk to Shen Yelan next to her. She either wrote the questions herself or took out her notebook to make notes while attending the class. At first glance, no one could tell her to talk to Shen Yelan. Words like "perverse" and "school tyrant" are connected.

Until noon.

Shen Yelan was listening to her ears, when she was suddenly buttoned on the table by someone next to her.

She took off the earphones, thinking that she was blocking Xu Jiao's way out, but when the man turned her head, she asked softly, "What kind of drink do you like to drink?"

Shen Yelan was stunned: "Huh?"

Xu Jiao repeated patiently: "I want to invite the whole class to drink, what taste do you like?"

Shen Yelan's throat made a "grumbling" sound, and there was a consciousness in her body reminding her to refuse, and another voice told her that if this was also refused, you would lose the gift of Xu Jiao again.

She had lost a rose and had dinner.

In the end, she said carefully: "Whatever, whatever, I can."

Xu Jiao didn't expect that she waited for a long time, and she waited for such a sentence. She casually joked: "Mineral water is OK?"

Shen Yelan nodded seriously.

Xu Jiao withdrew her gaze boringly, placed an order for milk tea according to the number of people, put her mobile phone away, and went on to work on the question.

Shen Yelan vaguely realized that what he said was wrong, and felt annoyed. He wanted to change his words and didn't know what to say. Annoyed, he wrote a few lines on the draft and found out—

The whole piece of paper is filled with the words "Xu Jiao".

She tried to obliterate it with a guilty conscience, and realized that it was wrong, so she tore off the entire draft paper.

Xu Jiao noticed the movement and took the time to glance to the side, thinking she was bored with the problem and didn't worry about it. After finishing the reading at hand, she lay down on the table and took a nap.

Class 7 also has a positive learning master. During the lunch break, I encountered a problem that I would not know. I remembered that there was a class 1 who missed the exam, and he came in the direction of Shen Yelan, tentatively speaking in a low voice:

"Same, classmate, I—"

She pointed to the question she was holding, and took the initiative to smile at Shen Yelan.

Shen Yelan glanced at the sleeping person next to her, and stretched out her hand to her, but made a gesture of pulling a zipper on her lips.

That person understood in seconds, he didn't dare to disturb the school boss's sleep, after all, no one knew whether Xu Jiao was angry or not.

Shen Yelan glanced at the question, swiped a few times and wrote the process of understanding the question on the draft paper, and added a remark:

"This is a general idea. If you don't understand, you can come and ask me in the afternoon."

The person smiled at her gratefully and took away her draft, but Shen Yelan no longer had the interest in doing the question, put down the pen, faced Xu Jiao, propped his head with one hand, as if sleeping, but staring at it. The back of the other party's asleep watched the entire lunch break.

…

At the end of the lunch break, the takeaway sent a message to Xu Jiao. Xu Jiao rubbed her head, sat up, and casually told the two boys in the front row about it, and saw that they volunteered to take it.

Seeing the milk tea, the students from Class 7 cheered collectively.

The free one is always the most fragrant.

This joyous atmosphere lasted until the end of school. With the naked eye, more and more people showed their favor to Xu Jiao. Even female classmates who were a little afraid of her would take the initiative to greet her with a smile when they saw her.

Xu Jiao is still indifferent to arrogance or rashness, saying that she is indifferent and not indifferent, and she is even polite, but she is completely indifferent to the word enthusiasm.

It seems that I am not familiar with anyone.

Shen Yelan unconsciously stayed with her for a while, then recovered and remembered that she was going to go home. As soon as she got up, she noticed the pain in her lower abdomen.

It feels...

It seems that relatives are here.

She glanced at the classroom and noticed that there were still a few boys sitting there chatting, not planning to leave for a while.

Shen Yelan didn't dare to get up for a while. She was wearing a summer dress, short-sleeved shorts, and light blue trousers. The traces were easy to see, and there was no coat to stop her.

She can only wait.

This wait is half an hour.

Finally, she and Xu Jiao were the only ones left in the class.

The person beside him slowly finished the question, raised his hand and yawned, and pulled out of the question, only to find that only Shen Yelan was next to him.

Xu Jiao picked up her schoolbag casually, not even stuffing any homework in it. She just wanted to walk when she saw Shen Yelan's tight sitting posture, and subconsciously said, "What's wrong with you?"

Shen Yelan's cheeks flushed, and she didn't know how to speak.

The air was silent for two seconds, and suddenly—

A coat with a faint smell of laundry detergent was put on her shoulder from behind.

The body temperature of the original owner still remains on the coat.

Xu Jiao sighed softly, supported the table with one hand, and leaned over to look at her: "Is not feeling well?"

Shen Yelan nodded slightly.

Xu Jiao knew that she was a boring gourd, and did not expect her to ask for help, and continued to ask, "Did you bring it? Sanitary napkins?"

Shen Yelan shook his head.

Xu Jiao reluctantly stroked her forehead with her other hand, and asked, "What brand do you like?" After all, everyone's preferences for this thing are different.

Shen Yelan has never been so cared about before. He asked about the taste of the drink and about... this kind of brand.

She whispered: "I, I don't know, I just bought it casually."

Which one is cheaper to use.

Although Xu Jiao has no feelings for her as the protagonist of the novel, but seeing her embarrassment with her own eyes, the kind side of her nature is always clamoring for help. After all, when she writes it is something, but seeing her with her own eyes is another matter. .

Probably because I stayed in the last world for too long.

Akira is a hundred years.

Now suddenly returning to a place very similar to the time I lived in, the remarks in my heart that the world is false seem to be a little shaken.

Before the system released the task, she raised her hand and rubbed the child's hair, and said warmly as she walked out:

"Wait for me here, obediently."