tired

Chapter 8

The next day I got up early and went back to school. When I entered the dormitory, my roommates were still sleeping. I changed my clothes before picking up my schoolbag and going out to buy breakfast.I was absent from class for three days. Thinking about it, I felt impulsive and had to find someone to borrow my notes. My roommate couldn’t count on it, and Bai Zijing didn’t want to look for it anymore. I would borrow it from the classmate next to me after class.

On the way to the teaching building at noon, I heard someone calling me, I turned my head, and saw Shen Yuan walking towards me with a gloomy face, I turned my head and ran away.

"Stop!" No one cares about you.

"Believe it or not, I'll send the video right now!" I was instantly discouraged, and I didn't want to run away, so I stood and waited for him to come.

He walked up to me, and I lowered my head not to look at him, but to the leaves at my feet.He said, "Look up." As soon as he finished speaking, I looked up at him, but he froze for a moment.

Um?What is his reaction?Did you expect me to be so straightforward or did you think I was afraid that he wouldn't dare to look at him?

Oh, I'm afraid of wool.

Come on, hurt each other.

"How is your father?"

???

How did he know?No, is there a relationship between me and him where we can talk about this kind of problem calmly?

I replied angrily, "Dead."

He froze, and then looked hesitant to speak again.I didn't want to talk to him anymore, but was stopped by Teacher Yang who was passing by, "Qifei, are you back? How is Dad?" I replied with a smile: "Hi Teacher Yang, Dad is fine and has been discharged from the hospital. After exchanging a few pleasantries, I watched the teacher leave.

I was about to walk away when my arm was grabbed, Shen Yuan said with a distorted face: "You lied to me."

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