The male classmate was eventually chased by him from the class to the playground, and until the class bell rang, he tiptoed back from the back door.

Lang Qiao took a few lessons in his coat until the clothes inside were dry, and he returned the clothes to him with a look of desire but stopped.

Shi Qi stuffed his clothes into the table pocket without even looking at it.

Lang Qiao was worried for a class, but in the end, he gently pulled his clothes and said in a muffled voice: "Doctor-in-law..."

"Hmm?" Shi Qi looked at her with confusion.

Lang Qiao: "Your clothes are torn."

Shi Qi took out his school uniform coat and looked through it. Sure enough, he found a hole in the sleeve seam.

"I didn't mean it." Lang Qiao looked embarrassed: "I just found a thread during class and wanted to pull it off for you..."

Unexpectedly, she pulled hard and all the nearby stitches collapsed.

Before Shi Qi could speak, a male classmate at the back table said enthusiastically: "It doesn't matter if the clothes are torn. Isn't it enough to find a skillful girl to sew it for you?"

As he said that, he pointed at his deskmate and started to whisper with his eyes closed: "For example, my deskmate is beautiful, and the needlework is also very good. Do you think about it from time to time?"

While speaking, he hit Qi Qi's shoulder and smiled with a lewd look on his face.

And his deskmate slapped him with a backhand, blushed and said, "What are you talking about?"

But his eyes were still involuntarily aiming in Shi Qi's direction, and he stopped saying, "If you don't mind..."

"No need." Shi Qi interrupted her, stuffed her clothes into the pocket of the table, and then lowered her head to start the question.

Lang Qiao looked at him, then looked at the female classmate who looked embarrassed, and her mind was full of: My deskmate was afraid that I had no brain disease...

If someone takes the initiative to sew clothes for him, he will forget it if he is not happy, but he will even show his face?

She was about to break up with him in her heart for ten minutes when she received a small note that said: Are you... skillful?

Lang Qiao: "????"

She glanced at him in confusion and found that her deskmate, who had always been in a state of collapse, had her ears seemed a little red.

Maybe it was too hot, Lang Qiao thought.

She stared at the small note for a while, and finally replied with a confused look on her face: It's okay... I'm very good at changing light bulbs and connecting wires, but my dad is a little more powerful.

Her deskmate's face suddenly froze after receiving the note, and she didn't pay much attention to her for the next half day.

Later, they took the college entrance examination.

In the last class before the college entrance examination, even the most harshest teachers in normal times became much gentler.

The people who like to make fun of the most on weekdays are still very noisy, but they are making noises one by one, one starts to cry.

Lang Qiao was secretly wiping her tears when the person next to her quietly pushed a pack of tissues, and there was a small note under the tissues.

That was the last one she received, which read: Which school do you want to apply to?

Lang Qiao looked at him suspiciously and wrote on the paper: Jigwort.

And he smiled shyly, and his ears were inexplicably red: Let's go together?

Lang Qiao shook his head, and wrote on the paper with his backhand: No.

Shi Qi slowly drew a question mark, and saw her writing with a serious look: If you report, I will have another competitor.

Shi Qi: "..." Sorry, I'm disturbing.

He stopped talking for a long time, but finally said something on the paper: I will definitely go.

Even if Lang Qiao threatened to ignore him again, he looked careless.

But he was so confident that he did not come in the end.

Like many of her high school classmates, he was blown away by the graduation wind and then scattered around the world.

From then on, there was no news.

Obviously, during the college entrance examination physical examination, he used the physical examination form to block her eyes and told her seriously: "Don't stare at it, you will feel dizzy."

He waited until she finished the blood before he silently lined up.

It was obvious that a few days before the college entrance examination, he asked her if she wanted to speak, whether she would still count the agreement that had been made all night after the college entrance examination.

Mingming Gu Congxin teased her more than once: "I think your deskmate seems to like you a little bit. Should you catch the little tail of early love before your 18th birthday?"

But if he really likes it, why don’t he come?

Lang Qiao couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Gu Congxin was slapped in the face and never mentioned him much since then.

The memories of him were washed and polished by time over and over again, and eventually became as blurred as other high school classmates.

He went from a somewhat special deskmate to one of her countless deskmates.

...

After listening to Lang Qiao's description, Ji Shaoyi's face turned green and his mind was full of: Good guy, isn't this an imaginary enemy?

This is a big fucking problem!

Judging from his infatuated look, it is obvious that he is pursuing a reunion!

Before Lang Qiao's explanation, Ji Shaoyi was only a little bit sour. After Lang Qiao's explanation, he felt that he could open a vinegar factory, selling 800 million bottles every year, and the bottles could circle the earth twice.

Lang Qiao didn't feel the sourness in the air was a bit too high. Instead, he raised his eyebrows at him and said, "My explanation is over, where is yours?"

"Isn't it said, in order to grasp the enemy's information." Ji Shaoyi grabbed her arm and shook it, and began to act coquettishly after a disagreement.

Lang Qiao pulled his hand back expressionlessly and refused to eat his trick at all: "This is not the reason why you act cute and cute at other wild men."

She had been already by Shi Qi Ge, and his wife could not be abducted by him again.

"I've been whispered, what else can I do?" Ji Shao pinched her shoulder with one finger, as well as being serving the old man, "How about? I'll give you double the whisper?"

"Don't leave." Lang Qiao's lips twitched, and when he thought of his whimper, he felt a headache.

Her face full of resistance made Ji Shaoyi hurt her face, thinking to herself what expression you have? Is it so ugly?

"What do you think of?" As Ji Shaoyi pressed her, his hands began to become dishonest. He pinched her fingertips gently at her earlobe, tilted his head and smiled, "Or what if I look like--"

Seeing that he was about to start selling himself if he had a disagreement, Lang Qiao interrupted him without hesitation and said calmly: "Call me sister."

Ji Shaoyi: "???"

"Last time, I called you brother when I coaxed you." When Lang Qiao mentioned that incident, he felt a little difficult to talk about.

She red her ears and said seriously: "So, it's your turn to coax me this time."

"But I don't want to call my sister." Ji Shaoyi laughed softly, leaned into her ear little by little, and blew, "I want my sister to call me."

The warm air flow seemed to brush her ears without any loss, and his chun almost wiped her earlobe, causing her to tremble unconsciously, and all her blood surged onto her face.

What the hell does this mean?
Chapter completed!