Withered Broken Ice Blue

This year, more people signed up for the study tour than in previous years. The school decided to adopt a strategy of going in batches. There are twelve classes in a grade, starting with the first six classes and then the last six classes.

There is one car for each class. Except for the first and second classes which have more students, the other classes have about twenty students.

The second bus was behind the first bus. After everyone put their suitcases in the corresponding places, they looked for seats in the bus.

Chi Feiwan likes to sit by the window, and the middle seat is also the most comfortable. Because she arrives early, she has more seats to choose from.

So many people came one after another, but no one dared to sit next to Chi Feiwan, only Jiang Huaixu sat there naturally.

Almost all the students in the class tacitly agreed that Chi Feiwan and Jiang Huaixu were together. No matter when and where, Jiang Huaixu must be by Chi Feiwan's side, and Chi Feiwan must be by Jiang Huaixu's side.

Such thoughts are extremely dangerous, but few people realize how much harm they can cause to themselves.

The carriage was noisy, and the appearance of a person outside made it even more noisy inside and outside the car.

The moment they saw Liang Jinyan appear, the people in the carriage leaned out of the window with disbelief on their faces.

You have to know that Liang Jinyan is a poor student, and three thousand yuan is not a small amount of money for her family.

And three thousand yuan is just the minimum, you need to have extra money, and you are responsible for your own food during the study tour.

The two girls in front of Chi Feiwan were whispering.

"Isn't Liang Jinyan a poor student? Where does she get so much money to study?"

"It's not that poor students are poor just because their families are poor. Song Jinan's family is also poor, but her family runs a bookstore. Her father was a criminal policeman and although he died in the line of duty, he still receives subsidies. It's just that her mother's illness requires a lot of money."

Everyone around was sighing that if Song Jinan's mother had not been ill, Song Jinan's family background would not be worse than that of ordinary people.

But fate played a huge joke on him, taking away his father and torturing his mother.

Many girls felt sorry that Song Jinan did not come to this study tour. After all, Song Jinan is very handsome and many people like him.

Jiang Huaixu heard a lot of noise in his ears. He looked at Chi Feiwan and curled his lips, "Are you regretting it?"

Chi Feiwan withdrew his gaze from the window and looked at him in confusion, "What regret?"

"He didn't come."

"Are you talking about Song Jinan?"

Jiang Huaixu said "hmm" indifferently.

Chi Feiwan laughed dryly: "Master Jiang is really amazing. He knows what I regret. It's like he can read my mind."

Chinese version of Onmyoji.

Jiang Huaixu was angry but also wanted to laugh, "Who did you learn these from?"

"If Master Jiang doesn't like the tone of my voice, don't chat with me."

Chi Feiwan can always think of a hundred ways to piss Jiang Huaixu off to death.

Jiang Huaixu, a gifted child of heaven, had never suffered such humiliation since he was a child.

But he could do nothing about Chi Feiwan.

"Chi Feiwan, you are really my nemesis." Jiang Huaixu curled the corners of his mouth.

Chi Feiwan sneered: "Who wants to be your nemesis?"

"Guess which class Liang Jinyan was transferred to." Xu Yang suddenly poked his head out from behind.

Jiang Huaixu glanced at him calmly and said, "I don't want to guess."

Xu Yang: “…”

"She was assigned to Class 1 and sat at the same table with Chi Yizi."

Chi Feiwan's face remained calm.

Liang Jinyan was assigned to Class 1 and sat at the same table with Chi Yizi, which was extremely interesting.

You know, the conversation between Liang Jinyan and Chi Yizi at that time had spread throughout the campus forum.

Not to mention the girls, even if the boys from Class 6 get close to the young masters and daughters from Class 1 and 2, they will be talked about.

For example, Chi Feiwan and Song Jinan, there are even people talking about them on the school forum.

"I thought Chi Yizi would refuse Liang Jinyan to be his deskmate. After all, he has the absolute say in Class 1. But he didn't refuse."

"Maybe he has other plans." Jiang Huaixu said thoughtfully.

At this moment, the car suddenly stopped and the driver's voice rang out: "We have arrived at the airport, students can get off now."

The car door opened and the students got off with their luggage. Jiang Huaixu and Chi Feiwan were no exception. They followed the crowd towards the school gate.

"The upcoming study tour will definitely be very interesting." Jiang Huaixu said to Chi Feiwan with a smile.

Chi Feiwan rolled her eyes at him and said, "With you here, it may not be the case." After saying that, she quickened her pace and walked in front of Jiang Huaixu.

Jiang Huaixu looked at her back, shook his head helplessly, and followed her.

The school has spent a lot of money this time. Although it is only economy class, it is better to spend a lot of money on a plane than taking the subway.

Of course, you can also pay for your own air tickets. The rich kids in Class 1 and 2 are used to sitting in first class, and they definitely won’t be interested in the small economy class.

So I upgraded to first class at my own expense and the school had no objection as long as my parents allowed it.

After getting on the plane, Chi Feiwan found his seat and discovered that Liang Jinyan was sitting next to him.

The plane ticket was sent to her by Shen Linxi, and for a moment she wondered if she had sat in the wrong seat.

Liang Jinyan greeted her with a smile. Chi Feiwan was a little surprised, but still responded politely.

Even if you have money you may not be able to sit in first class. All the students in first class are people Liang Jinyan knows.

It’s not that she has a wide network of contacts, but she has seen them all in group photos of wealthy families.

Those people may not know her, but that doesn’t matter. It’s enough that she knows these people.

There is a huge gap between economy class and first class, but the Internet is well developed, and it is like a bridge that gives them tickets to the upper class.

Some of the rich kids from Classes 1 and 2 joined clubs. Through the clubs, they got to know people from other classes, and they recorded the first-class cabin environment and food and sent them to those people.

Jealousy is inevitable, and envy is also inevitable.

The few people who knew Liang Jinyan were very shocked. Even if Liang Jinyan's family was not bad and his financial situation was not bad, even if he was from a middle-class family, it was not easy to sit in a first-class cabin.

As a result, I came here for study today and sat in first class.

If it were an ordinary person, he wouldn't attract many surprised looks, but Liang Jinyan is a poor student.

Jiang Huaixu couldn't help feeling a little unhappy when he saw this scene. He walked over to Liang Jinyan and looked down at him, "Classmate, can we change seats?"

When she saw that the person opposite her was Jiang Huaixu, Liang Jinyan's lips curled up into an intriguing smile. Her eyebrows and eyes were smiling. Chi Feiwan leaned close to him to agree, and her hands pinched the corner of Liang Jinyan's clothes uncontrollably, "Student Liang, don't switch with him."

The commotion here was neither big nor small, and with three influential figures gathered together, it was bound to attract attention.

Jiang Huaixu curled his lips, "Student Liang, aren't you curious about who is sitting next to me?"

In the first class cabin, passengers sit individually. Strictly speaking, there is no distinction between seats next to each other, only left and right.

Chi Feiwan's seat is neither good nor bad, except that the aisle is a bit narrow.

Liang Jinyan's eyes slowly moved to the back of Jiang Huaixu, and saw Chi Yizi sitting there quietly, like a beautiful painting. He held a newspaper in his hand, his arm resting naturally on the handle, and the sleeves of his school uniform were casually rolled up, revealing his wrist as white and delicate as white jade.

If you look closely, you can clearly see the blue blood vessels beneath the skin. They are like winding streams, crisscrossing each other, adding a touch of mysterious beauty to this already beautiful hand.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the bracelet wrapped around his wrist.