President Ba is playing Cinderella again today

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"It's not because of this," Xiao Yao smiled lightly, like a breeze blowing in the night, "You are different from me, you won't understand this kind of mood."

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After Xiao Yao finished class, she said goodbye to Ji Wan, with some heartfelt reluctance.

Although she usually defines Ji Wan as her classmate, in fact she already regards her as half a friend in her heart.

Ji Wan was careful, and hooked Xiao Yao's soft chin with her finger, "What's wrong with you, did something happen?"

Xiao Yao shrugged, "What can I do? That is, don't miss me too much in the future."

Ji Wan was at a loss, "Why can't I understand, we go to class together every day, and make dinner appointments from time to time, what do I think you are doing?"

Xiao Yao hugged her lightly, then let go, "Go home, goodbye."

Xiao Yao went downstairs from the other side, Ji Wan followed the same path, thinking about Xiao Yao's strangeness, she almost hit a tree.

Song Zhishui's mobile phone reminded that "the number you dialed has been turned off", when she saw Ji Wan, she walked over to pull her back from the dizzy state.

"You are Yaoyao's classmate, right?"

When Ji Wan saw Song Zhishui, her eyes opened wide, "Ah President, didn't you go to practice in society?"

Song Zhishui asked again patiently, "Is Yaoyao still in the classroom? She can't get through the phone."

Ji Wan took out her mobile phone and dialed Xiao Yao's number, the same busy tone.

Ji Wan said: "She wasn't in the classroom, but she didn't go downstairs with me. I didn't know what she was doing when she went down the stairs on the west side. Even, she was a little strange today, so I can't tell."

Song Zhishui was looking for someone in the school, and it took about an hour before she found Xiao Yao in the classroom of the social practice department.

Xiao Yao sat on the seat where she also wrote the report before, her slender back was straightened.

Song Zhishui walked for a long time, stood by the door and took a few deep breaths to stabilize her breathing, walked over lightly and hugged Xiao Yao from behind.

Her voice was hoarse than ever before, "I found you."

Xiao Yao didn't expect Song Zhishui to come back without saying a word, so she hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover what she was writing.

But it was too late, Song Zhishui still took a few glances, and memorized the above content verbatim in his mind.

Song Zhishui said in Xiao Yao's ear: "Sister, thank you for appearing by my side. I am very happy to meet you, and I am grateful for the time I spent with you. You are very good, I like you very much, if possible, I hope after--"

Xiao Yao's words stopped here, and she didn't have time to write later.

Every time Song Zhishui recited a word affectionately, Xiao Yao's face turned red, and when Song Zhishui finished reading, her face was already completely red.

She clearly came to write a letter of apology and farewell to Song Zhishui, halfway through writing it, it became a love letter of confession.

Xiao Yao still wanted to struggle, she covered her face and said, "I'm writing a script for fun, this is just one part of it, don't take it out of context."

Song Zhishui took the letterhead, folded it and put it in her pocket.

"I've accepted your letter. Come to school tonight, okay? I have something for you."

Chapter 25

Xiao Yao reached out to get the letter from Song Zhishui's pocket, but Song Zhishui easily grabbed her wrist.

Song Zhishui smiled at her, with some blatant feelings.

Xiao Yao simply gave up and continued to sit back on the chair.

At this time, Song Zhishui was obviously still in the town to investigate.

The blush on Xiao Yao's face dissipated, and she asked Song Zhishui who was sitting next to her, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

The two were close to each other, and Song Zhishui said: "When we talked on the phone last night, you kept crying and didn't say why. I was very worried, so I came back to see you."

When Song Zhishui called last night, Xiao Yao had just come out of the study.

She knew about her own illness, and thought that there would be a day of relapse, so she always acted very strong.

But after hearing Song Zhishui's gentle voice, as if he had found an outlet for his emotions, he began to cry uncontrollably.

It's just that she didn't want Song Zhishui to know that she was sick. No matter what Song Zhishui asked, she refused to say, but kept crying.

Now that I think about it, it's pretty embarrassing.

Xiao Yao said: "I'm fine, but I was scolded by my family and blamed me for going back too late."

Song Zhishui saw that Xiao Yao didn't look like she was lying, so she felt relieved, "Remember to tell me if you need something in the future, don't hold it by yourself, okay?"

Xiao Yao nodded obediently, looked at Song Zhishui, and couldn't help laughing.

With this smile, the dimples on his face were obviously sunken, very sweet and pleasant.

Song Zhishui moved from Xiao Yao's bright black eyes to pear dimples, and then to her rose-like lips.

There is something in the chest that keeps beating, and there is something dry and dry.

Song Zhishui took out the water in the bag and drank a couple of sips, thinking that she must have been short of water for too long.

She drank more water, choked on the water, her throat was itchy, she bent her back and coughed non-stop.

Xiao Yao hurriedly patted Song Zhishui's back, worried, "Sister, are you okay?"

Song Zhishui coughed and waved her hands to show that she was fine.

When she stabilized, Xiao Yao saw that her eyes were choked and wet.

"Sister, don't drink water so fast, you really scared me just now."

"I'm sorry," Song Zhishui said, "I will definitely pay attention next time."

Even though she was the one who choked, she still wanted to say sorry.