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Hearing this, the doorbell looked back in surprise. Fang Hui coded the message and stood by the window waiting for the doorbell. In the basketball court in the distance, it seemed that someone scored a three-pointer, attracting a cheer. Fang Hui's eyes drifted over unconsciously.

Jiuli took the letter, walked out of the message room, stopped at a small stall and bought a few stacks of letter paper and a few bottles of soda water.

I vaguely heard the doorbell ringing inside asking Fang Hui, "Do you like Chen Xun?" Fang Hui was shy and didn't say a word.

"Don't talk nonsense," Fang Hui said, and then she saw Jiuli passing by the door. How much did she hear? Her face was slightly red.

"Actually, you like Qiao Ran, right?" Menling said this with a cheerful tone. I don't know if it was because her friend and she liked different people, or for other reasons.

But when he noticed the girl at the door, he subconsciously shut his mouth. There was no other reason. Everyone in the school knew that Qiao Ran and Shen Jiuli were inseparable.

We walked together almost every day, and everyone had seen such things, but they always got good grades in the exams, so people only talked about it in private.

"Do you like Qiao Ran?" Jiuli raised her eyebrows. The sunlight gave her a layer of golden light. Her voice was not loud but inexplicably gave people majesty.

The doorbell silently took a step back, then took a step forward with confidence. What's wrong with liking someone?

"I don't like her, she's just talking nonsense." Fang Hui lowered her head and glared at the doorbell. It was not like she didn't see it.

Qiao Ran treats Shen Jiuli differently from other girls. The doorbell seems strange today.

After saying this, Fang Hui suddenly realized that when faced with the feeling of liking someone, she still couldn't help but be afraid. She couldn't be like Shen Jiuli, who liked someone and did it passionately.

"Hmm," the little girl glanced at the doorbell and had a lot on her mind. Was she trying to guide Fang Hui in a roundabout way?

But he didn't say much, and went to the basketball court with the letter. Fang Hui thought about it and followed him.

"You're not angry, are you?" Fang Hui asked cautiously.

"No, the more people like him, it just means that I have a good eye, and I don't think anyone can compare to me, so I believe in myself and I believe that he can handle it."

"I have the confidence to withstand failure, and he won't let me fail." Jiuli smiled, confidently and brightly.

Like a blooming mandala, Fang Hui couldn't help but stare at her. She was so beautiful and very fashionable.

The two walked to the basketball court, it was just halftime, Qiao Ran saw Jiuli coming, walking through a group of girls who were surrounding him to give him water, her target was clear.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say you couldn't come?" Qiao Ran still had sweat on his face, and he looked young and energetic.

"Fang Hui and I went out to get the mail, and came to see you by the way," Jiuli said implicitly without being shy.

As he put the soda water in Qiao Ran's hand, the smile on Qiao Ran's face deepened. He knew that Jiuli liked him.

He unscrewed the water and took a sip. His Adam's apple rolled and beads of sweat dripped down his face and sank into his clothes. People were staring at him.

"So you just came to see me by chance?" But this is also good. Qiao Ran looked Jiuli up and down, "Will we go back together later? Are these all your letters?" His eyes showed surprise.

It's so thick that it makes me feel a little jealous.

"I have bought some stationery. I'll wait for you and go to class together later." Jiuli smiled. Does this expression mean she is jealous?

"Okay, then I'll go over first," Qiao Ran raised his hand to touch Jiuli's head, but found that his hands were covered in sweat. He put his hand back and turned to the basketball court to prepare for the second half.

Fang Hui, who was standing nearby, watched this scene. When she saw Chen Xun's eyes, she unconsciously grabbed her clothes and acted like an ostrich.

When the get out of class was over in the afternoon, Fang Hui rarely responded to the doorbell. She just looked at Jiuli beside her with pure and gentle eyes.

"Can we go to the bathroom together?" he asked nervously.

Jiuli, who was writing and drawing calculation formulas on paper, stopped writing and looked at Fang Hui beside her, raising her eyebrows. Was she having a quarrel with the doorbell? Or was there something else going on?

"Okay." He put the paper in the book and stood up.

Fang Hui is shy and gentle, cautious in everything, a little cold, and not good at socializing. The other Shen Jiuli has a good relationship with Qiao Ran, but only casual friends with others.

It's hard to guess what these two people are like together.

After school, Chen Xun walked up to Fang Hui, handed her a note, and said expectantly, "Read it when you get back."

Qiao Ran walked beside Jiuli with his long legs, and took the initiative to carry the pink schoolbag on his back. His eyes were gentle but revealed strength. More and more people surrounded Jiuli in the past few days.

When he was playing basketball, people would ask if she was his sister? What sister? He didn’t have any half-sisters.

"Walk slower, I can't keep up." Jiuli stretched out her hand and tugged at Qiao Ran's sleeve, "Did you eat explosives today?"

"No," Qiao Ran subconsciously slowed down his pace and waited for Jiuli to catch up, "I have something to tell you."

"What?" Jiuli's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Don't come to watch me play basketball anymore." The way those people looked at her was really annoying.

"Are you afraid of causing misunderstanding?" Jiuli widened her eyes and showed surprise.

“No, there are too many people looking at you,” the last sentence was almost inaudible, as if he was talking to himself.

Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding is there to be afraid of? This girl only knows how to laugh at him. Obviously, hey, they are still young and not suitable for dating.

"Too many people are looking at me? You don't want others to see you?" His gentle possessiveness seemed to be getting stronger.

"No, don't talk nonsense." Qiao Ran glared at Jiuli threateningly, with a suspicious red color from his ears to his neck.

He took two quick steps, then thought of Jiuli's slow pace, so he slowed down his pace again. After a while, he spoke slowly.

"Go if you want to." Besides, with him here, no one can pick this beautiful flower without him.

"Okay." Jiuli knew when to stop. If she continued teasing, she might get angry and embarrassed. Her face was full of smiles.

When Fang Hui got home, she opened the note and saw only one sentence written on it. She subconsciously covered her face.

"Fang Hui, I haven't finished what I said this morning. The reason I'm worried about you is not because of your classmates or friends.

It's because I like you. Of course, I'm not kidding. If you think I can do it, then write my name on my history homework. Chen Xun"

Fang Hui is the history class representative in the class. Chen Xun is the only one who doesn't write his name when handing in homework. There is a history class tomorrow, and the last homework and topic will be distributed.

Should I write my name and give it to him this time? Fang Hui, sitting in front of the desk, hesitated and struggled. The two words "Chen Xun" were obviously very simple, but they felt heavy when she wrote them down.

The next day, Fang Hui had dark circles under her eyes when she went to class.