Mizuki

At that time, Cheng Song finally decided that the class would have two rows of desks every other month, so half of the last class meeting was spared to change seats in the class.

Sitting in the last row and looking at the blackboard with Su Miao's eyesight is actually very difficult, so at this moment, the whole class is very happy to move Su Miao up and to the left.

Seeing Su Miao's excitement, Qiao Lin asked when moving the table, "Doesn't myopia deserve glasses?"

Su Miao suddenly remembered that when Cheng Song was looking for him before, he considered whether he was nearsighted or not. At that time, he said that he had to wear glasses, but he put it on hold and didn't remember it until now.

In the past, it was not popular to hang desks in the class, and the teachers fixed positions according to their height and special circumstances. Su Miao sat in the front rows all the time, so her eyesight problems were not serious, but now she really needed to get glasses.

Su Miao thought for a while while resting her chin, and finally nodded vigorously to Qiao Lin: "Arrangement!"

After the school bell rang, their positions could only be changed. Qiao Lin was about to take his schoolbag and leave. He stepped forward and then retracted. He turned to Su Miao and said, "I have nothing to do, I'm going first?"

"Ah?" Su Miao was still tidying up. Hearing this, she raised her head and hadn't reacted. After a while, she remembered what happened last week. Faceless, he raised his head when he heard Qiao Lin's muffled laugh: "Then be careful on the road."

Qiao Lin suddenly reached out and rubbed Su Miao's hair, then left with a smile.

Terrible, touch the head to kill.

Su Miao stared blankly at Qiao Lin's back without recovering.

"Hey!" Zhao Ze patted Su Miao's shoulder hard behind him and called his soul back. He watched the whole process from the side, a little dumbfounded: "When did you two get along so well?"

"Huh? Do you have it?" Su Miao smiled like a passport photo.

Zhao Ze pushed Su Miao: "Itchy skin isn't it."

"Let me ask you, do you think Qiao Lin is really as bad as you heard?" Su Miao asked with great interest.

"I haven't heard that he is bad." Zhao Ze glanced at him: "But I always felt that he was not easy to get close to, but now it seems that the rumors are false."

"That's right, I think so too." Su Miaoxin said, obviously he is a very good boy?

Before the last class was over the next morning, Su Miao sent a note to Qiao Lin: Shall we have lunch together?

Qiao Lin's coat was still hanging in Su Miao's dormitory. Thinking of how Qiao Lin took care of him for most of the day yesterday, he should invite him back for a meal.

Qiao Lin's answer was very simple, just an OK, which was still the OK gesture drawn.Su Miao thought it was old and funny.

As soon as the teacher finished class, Su Miao took Qiao Lin and rushed out.

At this time, not only the canteen is crowded with famine-like crowds, but also the snack street outside the school, but it’s not good to invite people to eat, but it’s not good to invite people to the canteen.

He has a noodle shop that he often goes to, the environment is not good but not bad, and it is not shabby to treat guests in this area.The two left the school gate and ran a few steps to the left, turned into a small alley, ran past two shops, and finally found their destination.

They ran fast, and there were not many people in the store, so Su Miao went upstairs and sat down at the innermost window by the window.

After a few minutes, someone brought out the ordered noodles, and Qiao Lin was taken aback when he saw the other party.

Su Miao took the bowl from Zhao Ze naturally, and teased him about his hard work.

"Yes, yes, the landlord~" Zhao Zebai glanced at him and went to help.

"He works here?" Jolin asked.

"Huh? Didn't I tell you, this is Zhao Ze's shop."

Su Miao’s junior high school didn’t have a canteen and didn’t provide accommodation. At that time, Su Miao and her classmates often ordered takeaway from this restaurant. Zhao Ze and Su Miao were in the same school. Usually, they would help their store deliver food when they had nothing to do. They would hang out with Su Miao. It looks familiar, and happened to be in the same class in the second and third grades of junior high school.

In high school, the two happened to be admitted to the second middle school, and the second year of high school was actually in the same class.

Su Miao had to admire this fate.

"You didn't tell me." Qiao Lin answered Su Miao seriously after listening.

"Speaking of which, although your home and mine are not far away, isn't it quite far to get to school?" Su Miao asked, "Don't you want to stay?"

"I ride a bicycle." Qiao Lin didn't answer directly. He always felt that he was not good at getting along with people, so he would rather ride a bicycle for half an hour from home to school every day than live in a room. humane.

"Oh." Su Miao bit her chopsticks and asked again: "If we are so close, why don't you come to my house to do homework together on weekends?"

"Huh?" Jolin paused, feeling amused again. "Going to someone else's home to do homework" has always been an excuse for elementary school students to go out to play, but now Su Miao, a sophomore in high school, is very sincere when she says it.

However, Su Miao interpreted Qiao Lin's expression as "Do you think I am someone who can do homework?" So she quickly changed her words: "Otherwise, you can go get glasses with me. I haven't worn them before, and I'm afraid others will think they don't look good. "

Qiao Lin stared at Su Miao's mouth biting the chopsticks, said nothing, just nodded in agreement.

She also thought that Su Miao seemed to have the habit of biting things.

Thinking of this, he directly pressed Su Miao's right hand holding the chopsticks, pulled the chopsticks out of Su Miao's mouth, frowned and said seriously: "Don't bite, it's dirty."

"Oh..." Su Miao licked her lower lip and ate seriously.

After checking out, Su Miao walked out of the noodle restaurant and wanted to go back to the dormitory. Qiao Lin always dozed off in the classroom. When he reached the intersection, Su Miao stopped him: "Why don't you go to my dormitory? By the way, return the coat to you."

Jolin: "Does your roommate mind?"

"I don't have a roommate."

He just remembered that the other bed was empty when he went to Su Miao's dormitory.

"Is no one living with you?" he asked.

Su Miao spread her hands: "The school is like this. If you buy an extra bed, the dormitory is yours."

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When they came last time, both of them were in Cao Ying and their hearts were in Han. It was only when Qiao Lin was sitting by Su Miao's bed this time that he took a closer look at the layout here.

Su Miao's dormitory is very clean, with a single bathroom, a small wardrobe, twin beds, and two desks.The other empty bed is used to store suitcases and other sundries. There is a desk next to the bed, and there is a small bookshelf. The bookshelf is full of extracurricular books. Half of the test book was spread out on the table with a pen in the middle.

Water cups and pen holders are lined up side by side, and the curriculum schedule is posted on the wall...they are all what a standard student should look like.

Su Miao collected Qiao Lin's coat and returned it to him outside the corridor, took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, lying on the inside to make room for the outside.After lying down, he asked, "Did you take a nap?"

Qiao Lin looked at the [-]cm student bed and hesitated for a moment. It was a bit crowded for two old men to sleep together.So he shook his head, pointed to the table next to him and said, "Go to sleep. I'll just lie down there."

After hearing this, Su Miao got up from the bed, opened the cabinet and took out a blanket for him: "Then you can cover it, so as not to catch a cold."

Qiao Lin took it, and said "um", the two of them were speechless for a while, and the air was suddenly quiet.

Su Miao coughed to break the silence, then turned over and lay face down: "I'm asleep. Good afternoon."

Qiao Lin just sat and looked at him: "Can't you sleep after eating?"

Su Miao didn't respond. After a while, she lifted the quilt and sat up, nodded and said, "I think it's a little bit."

Jolin laughed again.

Su Miao leaned against the wall and complained: "Why do I feel that I have no IQ with you?"

"One thing down one thing."

After chatting nonchalantly for a while, Su Miao yawned and snuggled into the bed, but Qiao Lin didn't feel sleepy, tapped her fingers on the table silently, and glanced out of the window.

Su Miao's dormitory has a good view, the floor is high, and she can see far away. She can see the whole teaching area of ​​the basic school.At this time, the sun just broke through the clouds and poured down, warmly shining on his face, very comfortable.

Qiao Lin stretched cautiously, turned his head to look at Su Miao, his heart moved, and he took out a drawing book and pencil from his schoolbag.

Ever since he entered high school, Qiao Lin didn't pay much attention to his studies. Instead, he was very concerned about painting, but no one knew about it.

Originally, he was a person who held a picture book since he was a child. After entering junior high school, he was forced to study hard, and his hobbies were all put aside. Now the family no longer rushes to get grades, and everything is up to him.

He doesn't like to draw realistic people very much, and there is actually only one painting he keeps now, which was drawn when he was very young, purely kindergarten graffiti, but it is a person who is very important to him, although he later There is no news of that person either, but the painting is still well preserved.

But Qiao Lin found that when facing Su Miao, he wrote very smoothly.

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When Qiao Lin came to class the next day, he was not in a good condition. He was drowsy, and then he fell asleep on the table. Su Miao had to defend Qiao Lin several times for the director's inspection and the teacher's roll call.

Exercise time between classes.