I've been reborn, so it's normal to be licked back by others.

The two of them were very close, and the two of them were very close.

"Sister Ping, we can't do this, absolutely not!"

Zhang Xiaoping said calmly: "Yeah."

She felt that the two were very smart people, and the young couple should know what they meant. Even if An Xin didn't know, Nan Yuan, who was previously uneducated, must know. She believed that the two of them could do it.

And Nan Yuan thought that we were just classmates, holding hands and pinching feet was the limit, and there would be no further progress.

"You two, you really reminded me of my school days. I had regrets in the past, but I don't want you two to have regrets."

"Sister Ping, we really..."

Nan Yuan was about to speak when he was interrupted again.

"Do you two know a saying on the Internet? [Meet you at the most helpless age]"

Nanyuan nodded, thinking that youth pain literature is indeed very popular in 2012. Many people are laughing and joking in school, but when they go home and surf the Internet, they instantly become sad and melancholy little princes.

"This sentence usually means that when you are young and still studying, you meet someone you like, but you are powerless and can't get a good result."

Anxin froze, and the next moment her little hands kept rubbing the hem of her school uniform. I don't know what she was thinking.

Zhang Xiaoping recalled, and after a while he continued:

"Actually, there is no age when you are powerless. It's just that you can't see through it. As long as you study well and always rank first in the grade during the exams during your student period, then you are the most capable and powerful time in this so-called [inaction] age.

At this time, no matter what choices and decisions you make for the person you like, people around you will agree. If there is a slight voice of opposition, you just need to bravely say loudly [I am the first in the grade], and others will automatically shut up obediently."

After Zhang Xiaoping finished speaking, he looked at An Xin inexplicably.

The socially anxious girl did not continue to rub her hands at this time, but lowered her head blankly, and the thick long eyelashes under the black-framed glasses trembled slightly.

Nanyuan knew that when Zhang Xiaoping said this, he knew that his head teacher did have an unforgettable experience in her student days, but most of these were gradually forgotten after she got married and pregnant. It's just that now I recall a little bit and tell these feelings to the two of them, but...

I really don't have that kind of relationship with An Xin! What's the point of saying all this!

After walking out of the classroom, Nanyuan felt his heart was dead.

What's going on?

What does it mean to be criticized by your own head teacher for no reason?

Thinking of Zhang Xiaoping's gossipy expression when he was leaving, Nanyuan suddenly felt that it was useless to continue explaining.

Sometimes the facts will only get worse. In those events that are recognized by others, explanation is equivalent to covering up.

Picking up his backpack and walking out of the school gate, Nanyuan planned to walk towards his ghost fire.

A soft voice suddenly sounded behind him——

"Nanyuan, what does [never do things that you shouldn't do first] mean?"

"......"

Nanyuan turned around and found that An Xin had been following him.

With a serious expression on his face, he explained:

"What the head teacher said is irrelevant to us, don't care so much, and as a child, you don't need to know the so-called "shouldn't do" things, understand?"

An Xin was dissatisfied and pouted her mouth and retorted: "But... aren't you also a child?"

"I'm different."

"How is it different?"

"I'm an adult."

"How is it older?"

"I'm 18 years old and an adult. As for how old I am... Anyway, it's adult matters, children shouldn't care!"

"Oh."

An Xin took two steps and continued to ask: "Then I will be 18 years old on New Year's Day in a while. Can I be considered an adult by then?"

Nan Yuanxin said that your body has been 18 years old for a long time, and it's not good enough.

"Why do you think so much? Let's talk about the future later."

"Okay."

As soon as An Xin finished speaking, she suddenly ran forward with a pair of long legs.

Nanyuan didn't understand at first, but the next second she looked ahead and realized that Anxin was running towards the bus stop.

The timing was just right. When Anxin ran to the bus stop, the bus had just started and left, leaving her behind smoothly.

Standing in the crowd, An Xin saw that she had missed the bus, so she quietly retreated to the back of the station pavilion and hid herself in a corner.

Nanyuan looked at the socially anxious girl who blended into the crowd, and suddenly felt a little angry.

Originally, when An Xin ran to the station, she only needed to shout and wave her hand, and the driver on the bus would definitely stop and wait after seeing her through the rearview mirror. After all, the car had just started and had not left the bus station.

However, it was impossible for a socially anxious girl to shout loudly in the crowd. This was more painful than killing her. She had already used up all her courage to run over.

Nanyuan sighed. This kind of socially anxious and somewhat inferior personality was obviously developed since childhood, and it was impossible to change it.

An Xin could release some of her nature in front of him, mostly because she felt comfortable with her for the past month, but this could not directly prompt her to change her original personality.

With long bangs, most of her cheeks were covered, and with black-framed glasses, An Xin's entire face was almost only half exposed. If it weren't for the fact that she hadn't experienced yq yet and it was not popular to wear masks, An Xin would probably cover herself with the mask.

An Xin, who was hiding in the corner waiting for the next bus, knew at this moment that if she had shouted just now, she would definitely be able to get on the bus, but she really couldn't do it.

An Xin felt that there was probably no one who could give her the courage to shout...

For some reason, she felt that someone who helped her put on shoes suddenly appeared in her mind... and the backpack on her shoulder seemed to be lifted by someone...

Hmm? No, my backpack seemed to have been pulled by someone?

Before An Xin turned her head, a familiar voice came from behind her.

"Let's go, don't wait foolishly, I'll take you back, anyway I have to pass by your house."

Although An Xin lowered her head, she knew who it was. Who else could it be except the person who said he helped her put on shoes but actually touched her feet secretly?

There were many students on the way home from school. The two walked one after the other. If Anxin hadn't been following Nanyuan, it would be hard to tell that they were together.

Nanyuan rode on the will-o'-the-wisp, while Anxin sat behind him and pulled his clothes with her little hands. With two roars, the black will-o'-the-wisp drove forward.

Although it was 2012 when there were not many cars, there was still a lot of traffic jam during the time after school.

After all, office workers and students were released at about the same time, and this was also the time when the elderly went out to buy groceries. For a while, the cars on the road were moving and stopping, and it felt like a dry tunnel that was very difficult to dig.

But none of this mattered to Nanyuan. His will-o'-the-wisp carried Anxin wherever he could, and the whole journey was smooth and silky. Except for the red light that could stop him from moving forward, he drove hard the rest of the time.

Soon, the bus that An Xin had just missed was passed by Nan Yuan riding a will-o'-the-wisp. The people on the bus looked at the will-o'-the-wisp with sparks in their eyes and their teeth chattering.

This is not an exaggerated metaphor, but the expression of Wen Hanyu on the bus at the moment.

She looked at the seat that originally belonged to her, but now it was replaced by another girl!

She felt like a big fish that she had raised for a long time was suddenly caught by someone. That feeling made her annoyed and angry, and helpless for a while.

Wen Hanyu still doesn't understand why Nan Yuan is more cruel than herself.

Blocking, deleting, ignoring herself, these things are really done as soon as they say, and their attitude towards themselves changes as soon as they say.

"Huh? Xiaoyu, what are you looking at?"

Ma Qin followed her best friend's gaze, and she knew it the next second.

Huh? Isn't that Nan Yuan and An Xin?

Eh? Why is Nan Yuan carrying An Xin?

Ma Qin didn't understand that her best friend was probably angry. It would be hard for anyone to accept this scene, but...

The premise is, does her best friend really like Nanyuan?

"Xiaoyu, you kept telling me that you were testing Nanyuan. Do you really like him?"

Wen Hanyu clenched her hands, her knuckles turned white, and said disdainfully:

"How could I like someone like him? He doesn't like to study, he doesn't make progress, he only knows how to play games all day, and he has no other advantages except that he looks okay."

Having said this, Ma Qin didn't ask any more questions. She originally wanted to say: [Then isn't his kindness to you in the past two or three years an advantage? ]

But at this moment, she felt that there was no need to ask anymore, because the answer had already been given in advance.

Ma Qin looked at the ghost fire below, with mixed feelings in her heart. She felt that the current situation might be the best result for both parties.

At least, for Nanyuan, this result is not bad at all.

The words of the head teacher in the afternoon still echoed in her

’s ears, asking everyone to learn from Nanyuan’s spirit of striving for progress.

Yes, Nanyuan followed her best friend, but she never heard the head teacher ask them to learn. After all, the teacher can’t ask everyone to strive to be a [lick dog], right?

The closer you are to the red, the redder you are. Since Nanyuan and Anxin have been inseparable, they are both moving in a good direction.

She finally glanced at the ghost fire that was only a black dot left, and then turned her head to look at Wen Hanyu who was still staring at the window.

Will her best friend regret it?

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