"Okay." The boss first filled the shabby with a plastic bag, then took a transparent bag, and put the milk and shabby in it, "Three pieces of eight."

She took out her pockets and took out a five-yuan banknote. The boss took it, searched it and handed it back to her.

Dongzhi put breakfast in the bicycle basket and heard a "crunch" beside him.

Chen rode his bike and stopped beside her: "Dongzhi!"

Turning his head and seeing it was him, Dong Zhi nodded and said softly: "Good morning."

"You buy breakfast?" Chen glanced into her basket and saw the sauerk and milk inside. "Why don't you sit down and eat?"

"No need." Dongzhi said, "I'll hurry to school and leave first."

"you--"

Before he could finish his words, Dongzhi rode on the bike and had already walked away.

The boss glanced at him and urged: "Do you buy it? You're blocking the people behind you."

Chen came back to his senses and hurriedly said sorry, "I'll leave now."

Rip onto the bike and head towards the school.

It’s impossible to catch up with Dongzhi. Even if she catches up, she will deliberately separate from him.

Chen thought to the cold wind, how long has it been since they went to school together? Except at home, she was always unwilling to have anything to do with him at other times.

It's been a long time. She has been alienating him from about thirteen years old.

...

Wen Cen has always been the latest of the three people. The reason why Dong Zhi’s deskmate never participates in any chat activities or entertainment projects, the relationship is OK, and only him, Dong Zhi and Miao Jing.

Dongzhi and Miao Jing arrived one after another, but Wen Cen disappeared. He did not arrive late until he was about to ring the morning reading bell.

The old classmate stared at Wen Cen's back as he entered the door almost the whole time, with a tense face, and the storm was about to come.

The class student fought with students from other classes and was caught by the director. As the class teacher, he had to take the main responsibility.

It would be strange if you could give me a good look.

As soon as Wen Cen sat down, Dong Zhi turned his head and whispered to him: "Under the table."

"What?" He was stunned, and he was slowing down for a while before he could react.

Dongzhi handed him something from under the table, a thin piece of paper.

Wen Cen took it, picked it up and pressed it down. It was a review letter. He leaned into the table, looked at the back of her head, and lowered his voice: "I'll give it to me?"

Dong Zhi replied diagonally below: "Well. I'll write it for you. If you are afraid of being recognized, copy it again."

Wen Cen looked at the review carefully with interest.
Chapter completed!