The Monster I Was Redeemed

The air in the classroom was dull, and the chatter of the classmates was mixed with the humming of the electric fans, making the temperature of the classroom continue to rise like a microwave oven.

In the morning, everyone was quietly studying every minute and every second. However, with the return of the students who asked for leave, those who had been sitting in the classroom for a month could no longer be lonely.

We will enter the examination room tomorrow, and the three-year classmate relationship will end today. Everyone is filling in the classmate record and chatting in full swing.

Only a small number of people still want to take advantage of this time to consolidate themselves, and Yang Xingyue is one of them. After all, her goal is the key class of the experimental middle school. Even if she gets Ai Liang's affirmation, she will not take it lightly.

Unlike Yang Xingyue, who ignored the external environment and worked hard to answer questions, Yue Qihua was not so calm.

Since the morning, there has been a steady stream of love letters handed to her through the rest of the class.

Some for her, some for Yang Xingyue, and some for Ai Liang.

After asking Yang Xingyue's consent, Yue Qihua wrapped the love letters sent to the sisters in plastic bags and threw them into the trash can together.

The love letter to Ai Liang was stuffed into his desk drawer.

I don't know if it was affected by the atmosphere of the classroom, Yue Qihua just felt very irritable, but at this time, she couldn't pull a few people to play games together as usual.

Although Yue Qihua really wanted to talk about what happened recently, she suppressed this thought.

She and Ai Liang can not care about the exam, but Yang Xingyue and Ma Yu can't, they can't pull others into the water just because they are bored for a while, and when the exam is over, there will be time for small talk, so let's bear it now.

Yue Qihua thought so and did so.

Fortunately, Ai Liang's arrival eased this anxiety a lot, and she didn't know why, maybe it was an additional partner who also didn't need to care about exams.

"Ai Liang, look at your desk bucket." Yue Qihua pointed to the desk.

Slap, the crisp sound of the pencil lead breaking came from the front.

Xingyue, Xingyue, now is not the time to think about that kind of thing. If you slack off at this time, you will regret not being promoted to the same high school!

After fiddling twice, Yang Xingyue held back her desire to turn back, and bent down again and threw herself into the sea of ​​questions.

Looking at the performance of the two of them, Ai Liang knew what was inside the table fight. In fact, when he entered the classroom, he noticed that there were a few obscure gazes peeking at him.

Ai Liang reached out and touched it, grabbing out a love letter.

It is true that everyone said that Ai Liang and Yang Xingyue were a couple, but it did not mean that they did not have their own careful thoughts, otherwise there would not be so many love letters.

After all, a hoe is something that everyone uses.

"You didn't help me throw it away?" Ai Liang said.

"Do you want me to be the target of public criticism?" Yue Qihua said angrily: "It's yours and not mine, handle it yourself!"

If it's a challenge book handed over by someone else, there's nothing wrong with throwing it away. She's not Ai Liang's girlfriend, and she's not qualified to deal with it privately.

Ai Liang knew that Yue Qihua had always been paying attention to the boundaries between people, and what she said just now was just a casual remark.

Ai Liang didn't mean to open it, he asked Ma Yu for a garbage bag and stuffed the love letters neatly organized from big to small into it, fastened it, and then got up and walked to the trash can in the back row.

Seeing that Ai Liang was about to feed a piece of the girl's heart to the dog, Ma Yu couldn't sit still.

"Wait a minute! Xiaoai, you're not going to throw it away, are you?" Ma Yu hurriedly grabbed him, "That's a love letter, didn't you even open it and take a look?"

Ai Liang glanced at him and said, "You want to see it."

"Hey, look, after all, it's a girl's heart, you have to respond properly..." Ma Yu felt as if he was locked by a resentful gaze.

You don't have to think to know where the source of this line of sight comes from.

Ma Yu smiled shyly, put out the gossip, put up the textbook and buried his face behind.

Only then did Yang Xingyue put her eyes back on the paper on the table, but she couldn't get into the state anyway.

She stared at a big question in a daze, her mind full of the faces of the girls who wrote love letters to Ai Liang in the morning.

Yang Xingyue shook her head vigorously, throwing those faces out of her mind and focusing on the test paper.

"Ai Liang, someone is looking for it!"

Slap, the newly installed refill is broken again.

Yang Xingyue opened the cap of the mechanical pencil, lay down on the table in a fit of anger, and stuffed three or four pencil leads in a row.

And Ai Liang had just opened the novel, and when she heard someone looking for her outside, she had no choice but to get up and leave from her seat.

The specially raised voice at the door, he couldn't even pretend that he didn't hear it. The last time Gao Jiajia came over, it was the same thing that the teacher who led the fire to help shouted.

Facing the gossiping eyes of her classmates, Ai Liang came to the corridor again and stood still, looking at this unfamiliar classmate.

"Are you free after school in the afternoon? I have something to tell you."

The girl blushed.

Familiar location, familiar words, familiar plot.

What, you also want to be hanged at the door of the class?

Ai Liang showed a business-like smile and said, "I'm sorry, I may not be free in the afternoon, just talk about it here."

The girl froze for a while looking at Ai Liang's smiling face.

No, doesn't it mean that Ai Liang has always been expressionless! Could it be that!

The girl had the idea of ​​one of the three major illusions in life, her heartbeat increased again, and her wheat-colored cheeks were instantly stained with a hint of crimson.

She looked back at the few girlfriends who accompanied her with a little overwhelm.

Ai Liang smiled! come on!

You are having a play!

Come on!

The girl read the eyes of her best friends and summoned the courage to say, "Well, have you read the letter I wrote to you!"

Without waiting for Ai Liang to answer, she continued shouting, "I like you!"

"Sorry." Ai Liang replied before she could finish her sentence.

"Eh?"

The girl was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to brew her mood and enter the process of waiting for a reply, she was drowned out by Ai Liang's basin of cold water.

"Is there anything else? If it's okay, I'll go back and read."

Ai Liang asked if there was anything else, but she had already walked to the door of the class.

"It's okay... nothing..."

The girl answered mechanically.

Ai Liang nodded and went back to his seat to pick up the novel and read it.

The group of guys watching the fun in the class also refocused on the people around them, and continued to chat with each other in full swing. A few live treasures even opened a bet that Ai Liang could take down a few people today.

Outside the classroom, the girl's three best friends are outside, comforting the victim with every word:

"Hey, aren't you all prepared to be rejected?"

"It's alright, it's alright, just don't leave any regrets for this relationship."

"Eight-legged toads are hard to find, and there are many two-legged men, don't be sad, that kind of genius is not for you."

"Hey, they are the frog prince, what the hell is a toad?"

"Is it still a toad with eight legs..."

A few people chattered back to their class, and while they were talking, they put the parties aside and the topic didn't know where it was going.

"Uuuu, you obviously encouraged me to confess..." The girl who was rejected by Ai Liang and didn't cry cried out.

After saying that, her eyes were red, and she caught up with the plastic sisters in front of her.

inside the classroom.

"Rejected?" Ma Yu asked, sticking his head out.

"Um."

Ai Liang hummed softly, wouldn't he refuse to keep this kind of thing for the New Year?

Everyone's minds are not on the same level, and Ai Liang doesn't plan to be a young dad.

"Xiao Ai, you have to be mentally prepared. Many people have come to you this morning."

When Ai Liang picked up the novel again, Ma Yu said gloatingly.

Ai Liang was thinking about what Ma Yu meant when the teacher's voice came again: "Ai Liang, someone is looking for it!"

Are you playing a hat trick? The first group of people just left, and the latter group of people came. You confessed that you came in line?

Ai Liang didn't feel joy and pride because of the confessions of a bunch of girls, he just regretted why he had come so early, knowing that it would be better to read novels at home and wait for the class meeting to come over.

This time, Ai Liang did not smile, but walked to the door of the class with a blank expression as usual.

Don't stay in the classroom anymore.

Looking at the shy girl in front of her, Ai Liang thought to herself.