Gu Congxin was so happy with the straight male communication method of the two of them. He shook his head more than once and sighed: "You are not a good deskmate. Other male classmates are in cinemas, amusement parks, etc. He takes you to the Internet cafe every day? I really doubt whether his appearance was exchanged for emotional intelligence..."

Lang Qiao didn't care. As long as there was no special situation, she would always receive a small note before the last get out of class of her every day: Do you want to go online?

The most impressive time was when Gu Congxin invited her to go shopping together after school, but because the exam results were announced that day, this silly regressed too much and was called to the office to have a heart-to-heart talk by the teacher.

Lang Qiao was waiting at the school gate and was waiting for no one, so he simply went directly into the Internet cafe she often went to, and while playing, Gu Congxin was waiting for her to contact her.

As a result, as soon as she pushed the door in, she met Shi Qi, who was renewing the fee at the front desk. Just half an hour ago, she had just rejected his invitation to surf the Internet for the reason she had something to do at night.

The moment when the eyes were facing each other, Lang Qiao felt a little embarrassed inexplicably.

And her deskmate seemed to have not seen her, and after renewing the fee, she turned around and left.

In the next week, her deskmate seemed to have lost her memory and ignored her love.

Before their relationship with their comrades was established, they quickly collapsed and collapsed. Except for every time they passed by her and said, "Give it aside", her deskmate became a mute again.

A psychopath.

But this is such a psycho-like mute who would wipe the blackboard for her when passing by the podium, give her the seat next to the radiator when it gets colder, and silently paste the window with newspaper when she is frowning by the dazzling sunlight during her lunch break.

And she is not allowed to ask.

I thought I should wipe it today. I thought the heating was hot and I thought the sun was too dazzling.

The more he got along with him, the more Lang Qiao felt that this person was brain-sick, and he told Gu Congxin all his "cases" on the way from school.

And the look that Gu Congxin looked at her at that time...

Well, it's like looking at a fool.

This guy smiled lovingly like her aunt for a long time, and finally patted her on the shoulder and said, "Your deskmate must be angry and you are having trouble with you."

So, before school on another Friday afternoon, Shi Qi received a small note in a long time, which read in his familiar font: Let's make up, right?

And he took the red pen and returned it to Lang Qiao again after the end of the sentence.

He cut the question mark with a slash and drew an end to it.

So this sentence became: Let's make up.

After hearing about this operation, Gu Congxin sighed more than once: "Your deskmate is too introverted, right?"

After Lang Qiao said, "Don't say bad things about my deskmate," she excitedly went to play games with her deskmate.

As Lang Qiao returned home late, Ms. Yi was worried that she would be in danger of walking at night, so she bought her a mountain bike.

Although riding a bicycle cannot avoid danger, at least you can run faster, right?

As a result, on the first day of Lang Qiao riding a bicycle to school, he found that the car was lost.

She searched around the parking lot but couldn't find it. She was about to go to find the teacher when she saw a handsome guy passing by with two bicycles at the same time.

Who else can there be that tall and arrogant walking posture except her deskmate?

"Why are you hiding my bicycle?" Lang Qiao looked at him with a look of idiots.

"Your car is not locked. I'm afraid it will be lost, so I will be with my lock." Shi Qi said.

Lang Qiao glanced at his lock and felt that the persuasiveness was a little low: "You can't defend against the thief with this lock, right?"

And her deskmate said "um" softly, and a smile was rarely soaked in her voice: "Beware of yours."

When he met Lang Qiao's look at the mentally retarded, he whispered: "I'm afraid you won't call me on the Internet."

Lang Qiao sneered coldly, and broke a small iron wire from the bicycle shed on the spot and tinkered at his lock.

With a "bang", his lock opened.

Lang Qiao threw away the small wire and his tone was full of pride: "I will open this kind of lock when I was in elementary school."

Don't ask, it was taught by her father.

And Shi Qi: "..."

That night, he rushed to buy a password lock online.

As the two of them became more and more familiar with each other, their small notes became more and more diverse. Sometimes they asked if they wanted to go to the convenience store after class, and sometimes they would talk about each other’s interests and hobbies.

In Lang Qiao's memory, what impressed her most was a dusk. She was listening to mp3 doing her homework, and a slender and beautiful hand reached out unexpectedly and knocked on her desk.

Lang Qiao was stunned for a moment and saw him slowly handing over a note with three simple words on it: Look outside.

Lang Qiao turned his head and saw that the big clouds in the sky were dyed golden by dusk, and some of the azure sky emerged from the shallow clouds and smudged into a rare pink and purple color.

Until the sun sets completely, Lang Qiao turned around blankly: "Why show me this?"

Shi Qi smiled, his voice seemed to be gentle: "Good-looking."

He didn't know what the future would be, but he wanted to share the beautiful scenery he saw at this moment.

Time flies and the second semester of high school is coming. The pressure of the college entrance examination is like a mountain, which makes their entire class die.

I worked harder and harder in class, and fell asleep after class.

Even a stunning player like Lang Qiao, who doesn't know what pressure is, temporarily put the game aside and sprinted to the college entrance examination with all his heart.

But when she occasionally feels itchy, she will write a note to make fun of her: My deskmate, the decisive battle will be until dawn after the college entrance examination?

My deskmate, after the college entrance examination, I will fire my keyboard!

My deskmate, will you go all night after the college entrance examination?

And no matter what she said, her deskmate would reply to her serenely, "Okay."

As soon as summer begins, the game of spraying water on each other is inexplicably popular in schools. Some people use water guns to squeeze, while others use pulsating bottles to squeeze.

Lang Qiao was quite unlucky. As soon as she entered the class, she was smashed by someone with a balloon filled with water.

The balloon exploded on her back, and in an instant it made her feel cold.

Before Lang Qiao could react, a wide school uniform coat hit her head and faced her, wrapping her whole body tightly.

At the same time, an angry voice came from the top of her head, and it was still the same sentence for making harsh words: "xxx, don't leave after school!"

The male classmate who hit her turned around and ran away, shouting, "Shi Qi, are you crazy? I just accidentally hit her..."

The classmates around him also started to cheer: "What are you doing? You two, the deskmate is different / bed~"

Amid their noisy sounds, Lang Qiao had only one idea in his mind: Fuck, my deskmate is so good at pretending to be a b...
Chapter completed!