I just won't let go of cats

That night, Wen Xi maintained her cat body, sat on the window sill and spent the night quietly in a daze.

As for Han Zisheng, without the embrace he was used to, and with uncomfortable things in his heart, he didn't sleep well all night.

When they woke up, they looked at each other a little awkwardly and awkwardly.

Han Zisheng was very scared, so she was a little cautious in everything she did. The more she cared about the relationship between the two, the more worried she would do something wrong.

She didn't dare to take the initiative to approach Wenxi, dared not hold Wenxi's hand, walking on the campus, she quietly followed Wenxi, always hesitating to speak.

Wen Xi was a little silent, her body was still wrapped in a lingering haze, she knew in her heart that she shouldn't, but she was awkward and couldn't take that step.

The awkward state between the two has been maintained for nearly a week.

Wen Xi knows that she is not in a good state, but she can get used to quietness, so it seems that she is used to the atmosphere of silence between each other.

But Han Zisheng is not, she has tolerated such a quiet state to the extreme.

She couldn't ask Wenxi "Why don't you talk" like she did a few years ago, she held back, endured, terrified, and carefully maintained a superficial closeness with Wenxi, and after nearly a week of inner estrangement, she finally couldn't help it ,Erupted.

On Friday morning, Wen Xi and Han Zisheng separated at the stairs of the teaching building. Wen Xi's voice was still faint, without any emotion: "I'm going up."

She has been so cold and calm for a week. Although she didn't do it intentionally, she tried hard to find a breakthrough, but she couldn't get out of her own strange circle at all.

Han Zisheng quietly watched Wenxi go upstairs as usual, and when Wenxi turned a corner, she looked at Wenxi's eyes that seemed to be trying to avoid her sight, and couldn't help calling out: " elder sister."

Wen Xi's footsteps paused, and then he lowered his eyes to look at the people downstairs, quietly waiting, without speaking.

Beside the two, there were classmates who kept passing by. Although they could often see the pair of sisters separating at the stairs, the two of them today seemed a little different, and instead attracted more attention.

Han Zisheng didn't care about the situation around her. She raised her head slightly, looked at Wen Xi, and seemed determined to go to the Hongmen Banquet, and said seriously: "Let's talk, shall we?"

Wen Xi was stunned when he heard the sound.

Han Zisheng grew up with her, and followed half of her personality. If he really wants to be serious, he won't lose to her.

"Okay." She replied lightly.

It's okay to talk, and it's time to talk. It's not very good to maintain the current "alienated" state.

Hearing Wenxi's promise, Han Zisheng let out a long sigh of relief, God knows how nervous she was when she said this.

She was really worried that Wenxi would reject her, and would not even give her a chance to speak out what was on her mind.

After agreeing to Han Zisheng, Wen Xi didn't stay any longer, and continued to walk to the second floor. Han Zisheng waited until the last trace of Wen Xi could not be seen before walking back to her classroom.

It's been almost a month since the start of school, and the students in the class have already recognized that there are still some changes in the small cliques and military training.

Some people are suitable to be friends the first time and the second time, but after getting to know each other better, they will recognize the three views that are not compatible with each other, and then stop there and stop tossing each other.

Han Zisheng's image in the class has always been quiet and indifferent, and even her classmates have not changed their expressions as much as the classmates of Class 7 when they saw her.

But although she is quiet, she also has the acquaintance of classmates who are equally quiet, and they endorse and write questions together during class breaks.

There will be no shortage of behind-the-scenes topics among good students, and the girl who pointed at Han Zisheng's back half a month ago just doesn't like a good student like Han Zisheng very much.

A good student, he acts good in front of the teacher and acts cold in the class, but what he looks like in front of the students in other classes, most people in the class don't know, but they have seen it before.

Especially Wen Xi's slap in the eye, the girls always hold grudges in their hearts and plan.

During a physical education class, Han Zisheng came back to find that his schoolbag had been tampered with, and the physics books on the table had also been ruined.

She stood in front of the desk, looked at the situation on her desk, and did not move for a long time.

Many classmates who watched the show came and went around, smiling and pointing, but no one came to ask or tell her what happened.

The girl who has a good relationship with Han Zisheng is more introverted than her and is easy to be bullied. Seeing Han Zisheng's situation is a bit unbearable, but the girl who did bad things in the back row gave her a sharp eye and lowered her head cowardly.

After the preparatory bell rang, Han Zisheng stood in front of the desk, slowly pulled the schoolbag out of the drawer, and looked at the messy situation on it that was graffitied with chalk and correction fluid.

The classroom was quiet, and everyone kept watching the play, watching Han Zisheng quietly.

Han Zisheng gently caressed the messy schoolbag with his hand, suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled softly.

Her voice changed from her usual coldness, with a slight appreciation, she said with a smile: "It's pretty pretty."

There were a few faint sounds of breathing in the classroom, and half of the students looked at the girls in the back row.

No one dared to speak, they were all waiting for the girl in the back row to respond, waiting for her backhand.

This is such an obvious mockery, how could the other party let Han Zisheng go so easily, all the students who watched the play thought so.

The girls in the back row had their legs crossed, only two legs of the stool were on the ground, and they were leaning on the table in the back row, but they also looked like they were watching a show.

As if, it wasn't her who did it at all.

Han Zisheng took a few random books from the schoolbag, took them out and looked through them. Fortunately, the situation was not as bad as she imagined.

Although the outside of the book was painted in a mess, the pages inside were still intact, which did not affect her lectures and studies.

The only thing that is not good is the physical book on the table, which is graffitied on the inside and outside, and the pages inside are also incomplete and damaged.

She sighed softly, and continued: "Fortunately, the next class is not a physics class."

Her calmness and indifference in the face of such a matter made the class gasp again and again.

Han Zisheng took out the English book, put the other books back into the schoolbag, and stuffed the schoolbag into the drawer. Taking advantage of the time before the teacher arrived, she continued softly: "It's just that the method is too naive. Could it be that high school students only have Is it at the level of an elementary school student?"

Her provocation once made the girls in the back row couldn't bear it anymore, she looked like a gangster head, with her arms folded, her eyes in a concave posture, her eyes were stern, and she said in a cold voice: "Yo, that's pretty cool! "

Han Zisheng was not in a good mood today, and because he agreed to talk to Wen Xi, his whole state was actually tense all day.

But it's better to be missed by others, and she was a little relaxed when someone suddenly messed up something.

Especially thinking that if Wen Xi knew about her being bullied, she would definitely not have to talk to Wen Xi so seriously.

Thinking of this, she actually had some thoughts of gratitude.

"That's not true, I just think that the paintings you draw are really quite distinctive." Han Zisheng smiled and sat down in his seat, and continued: "But the methods... are really only used by elementary school students."

These are really just the means used by those children when she was bullied when she was young.

Because I don't know anything, I want to bully, but I am afraid of making things big, and I will be educated myself, so I can only attack things that others care about and value.

He didn't attack too hard, just bullying and bullying, watching her eyes widen angrily and laughing was just fun.

The girl in the back row felt insulted and scorned, and was ridiculed for her bullying methods, and was about to run away, when the English teacher came.

She had no choice but to let out a vicious "heh", holding back what she wanted to say.

Han Zisheng didn't pay too much attention to the following situation, as if nothing happened, he finished every subsequent class seriously.

When school was over in the afternoon, the classroom was in chaos, and Han Zisheng sat in his seat without moving.

The girls who were doing things, led their own small group, surrounded her, stood by the table, and looked down at her.

Han Zisheng didn't have the slightest fear. He raised his head and looked around at the few people, curled his lips, smiled helplessly and shook his head.

But I was thinking secretly in my heart: Sister, how long will it take for you to come down?

Wen Xi is not on duty this week, and has not left the classroom for a long time. She is nervous and doesn't know how to face the upcoming conversation.

Her sixth sense told her that what Han Zisheng wanted to talk to her had something to do with the change in their relationship.

But she didn't think clearly about what to do about this matter. She was very worried that she would not be able to find an answer when she really talked about it, and she would not be able to give Han Zisheng a response.

She was also flustered and nervous.

"Wenxi, why didn't Han Zisheng come to see you today?" Her thoughts were interrupted by Xu Jingyi who came back from the head teacher's office.

Wen Xi heard the sound and looked at the front and back doors, but he did not see Han Zisheng.

In the past few days, he will come up quietly and wait for her.

"She might be on duty." Wen Xi hurriedly packed up her things and answered Xu Jingyi's doubts.

But she lied.

Han Zisheng is not on duty this week.

Wen Xi knew that in order to please her these days, Han Zisheng had been actively coming to wait for her, following her preferences, quietly accompanying her like a shadow.

But today Han Zisheng talked about the conversation. According to the personality of her children, they should have stood at the door of her class early at this moment.

Whether it is nervous or excited, they will wait for her here without any rush, trying to start the business of their conversation early.

But it has been 10 minutes since the school bell rang, logically, there shouldn't be no one.

As Wen Xi thought about it, the speed of packing things under his hands accelerated.

Before leaving the classroom, she had no intention of saying goodbye to her classmates, and ran downstairs with her schoolbag on her back.

Running all the way to the door of Class 2, she saw several girls surrounding Han Zisheng.

She frowned slightly, and the panic on her face turned cold in an instant.

She walked into the unfamiliar classroom and worriedly called out the child's full name:

"Han Zisheng!"