I don't think the plot is right!

The nasty Monday is here again.I have to get up early to go to school today, so Song Yuan probably won't come to deliver breakfast.

Thinking of this, Fang Jiashu hated going to class for the first time.

When I got to the office, I was still a little sullen, but Song Ange knocked on the door and came in.

"An Ge? Why did you come so early?" Fang Jiashu asked strangely.

With dark circles under her eyes, Song Ange put two lunch boxes in front of Fang Jiashu and said, "My brother made it, breakfast and lunch."

After finishing speaking, I left.Song Ange thought to herself: I am very happy that you get along well, but I really don't want to get involved. Thank you.

It was already far away, but now in order to deliver meals, she had to come to school before morning reading. Song Ange fell asleep on the table as soon as she sat down.

Fang Jiashu finished breakfast with an uncontrollable smile, and saw Song Ange sleeping in the classroom, so she let her go in a good mood.

Fang Jiashu seemed very proactive when he went to Song Ange's home for tutoring this time.

Why is there a feeling of anticipation... It's for watching Baxi, it's for watching Baxi... Fang Jiashu kept saying to himself.

After arriving at Song Ange's house, Fang Jiashu really forgot everything, and he never took his eyes off Baxi.

The clean Baxi is so cute, nestling on the table legs like a big snowball.

"Teacher... If you want to play with cats, play with cats first..." Song Ange finally couldn't stand Fang Jiashu's eyes.

Fang Jiashu sat down on the ground and rubbed the cat.Baxi also made a comfortable purr.

Song Yuan saw this scene as soon as he got home, and felt inexplicably comfortable.He watched Fang Jiashu rubbing the cat, walked over and rubbed Fang Jiashu's head too.

Fang Jiashu wasn't annoyed this time, but raised his head and smiled at him naturally.

Song Yuan's heart moved, but Fang Jiashu hadn't realized that he didn't actually reject Song Yuan anymore.

After that, there are delicious meals every day, and the patterns are changed and never repeated.Fang Jiashu imagined Song Yuan cooking with an apron on his serious face, and suddenly laughed.

Song Ange looked at Fang Jiashu, who was lying on the podium and giggled, and smelled the sour smell of love.

Fang Jiashu noticed Song Ange's gaze, walked down and asked casually, "How does your brother cook such delicious food?"

Song Ange thought to herself: So she was still happy about it.Then blurted out: "That's a long story."

Huh?Fang Jiashu couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he dragged Song Ange to the playground during lunch break to listen to gossip.

"I have to start with my brother's third year of high school... But I was still young at that time, and the details were pieced together from others intermittently, so I will tell you roughly." Song Ange began to talk seriously, and Fang Jiashu Sitting next to him with an expectant face and nodding.He really wanted to hear about Song Yuan.

After hearing this, I heard a long story that Fang Jiashu didn't like...

Song Ange and her brother grew up in a single-parent family, and their father had a special job and didn't have time to accompany them often.

That's why Song Yuan spent his whole middle school days fighting and not doing business. After he entered the third year of high school, his father couldn't stand it anymore and put him in a closed sprint school.How could Song Yuan be forced to live in a dormitory? How could Song Yuan have ever been restrained like this? In short, he didn't have a good day when he entered this school.

Fortunately, he is a transfer student, and he sits in the back row all day long, and no one bothers him.

Until a month later, a new student was transferred.

That person was a thin and tall girl. Although she also looked indifferent, she was different from the others here. He was transferred from a key middle school.And it's a good grade.He was forced to drop out of school only because he talked back to the teacher in the office and overturned the dean's desk. No school would accept him, so he came here as a last resort.

Dare to provoke the teacher?That was quite interesting. For the first time, Song Yuan approached with interest to listen to the gossip about the transfer student from the people around him.

He suddenly jumped in and didn't introduce himself, because there was no vacant seat, so he sat next to Song Yuan without saying a word.

Song Yuan put up with this bad temper for a while, and introduced himself for the first time: "My name is Song Yuan, and you."

The man didn't lift his head, he just replied flatly: "Cheng An."