When Jiang Cong and Bai Daiyi came over, the boys in the group had no idea what they were talking about. The atmosphere was lively, and Shen Miaoen would occasionally add a few words with a smile.

Li Xingchen and Xiao Jia, the two outsiders, seemed... very outsiders.

"Brothers, I'm back!" Bai Daiyi came back with the bag, and the others rushed up to get water.

Jiang Cong placed a cup of strawberry pop next to Li Xingchen, sat down with his long legs and said, "Please drink."

Shen Miaoen and Xiao Jia looked at the cups of strawberry pops at the same time, with different expressions.

Jiang Cong picked up another cup and put it on the opposite side.

Shen Miaoen's expression softened slightly, but as soon as she said thank you, she saw the second cup falling next to Xiao Jia.

"..."

Jiang Cong glanced at Shen Miaoen and said in a very calm tone: "Don't you have one?"

"...Yes," Shen Miaoen's expression would never go wrong when she faced him, and she said with a smile, "I really don't like strawberry-flavored things."

Jiang never took her words seriously and started eating.

But Xiao Jia couldn't eat anymore. She felt as if her whole body had been run over by the wheels of a car, and her back weighed a thousand pounds.

Boss Jiang invited them to drink water?! And he didn’t buy it for Shen Miaoen?!

Moreover, why does it feel like this cup of hers is buy one, get one free?

Li Xingchen took a few seconds to react, and first met Xiao Jia's horrified gaze. Then she glanced at the strawberry-red drink in her hand, pushed it gently, and politely declined: "Thank you, no need."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jia suddenly looked at her with wide eyes, his eyes telling her: You can't reject him! What to do if he gets angry!

Li Xingchen: "..."

Feeling the gaze from the side, Li Xingchen looked over and explained: "I... don't drink much."

Jiang Cong looked at her and said nothing, frowning slightly.

Xiao·Microexpression Management Master·Jia: It’s over, Mr. Jiang frowned, Xingchen ran quickly...

Jiang Cong just thought for a moment, and then put his own mineral water over, "Then drink this."

Xiao Jia hurriedly coughed lightly and continued to convey the message with his eyes: Second warning! If you refuse again, we will really be doomed!

Li Xingchen had no choice but to accept: "...then, thank you."

Jiang Cong hummed and threw the cup of strawberry pop to Yang Lang next to him.

"What?" Yang Lang caught it inexplicably.

Jiang Cong lied to him: "It tastes good."

Yang Lang glanced at it and said, "...Who is this old man drinking this stuff?"

In the end, this cup of strawberry pop, which the gentleman didn't want to drink, got into the hands of Ru Ling, who arrived belatedly.

"Huh? Xingxing Xiao Jia!" Ru Ling was detained by the English teacher for a while, so she was a little late. When she saw the two of them here, she greeted excitedly, "Have you eaten yet?"

Li Xingchen stood up and smiled at her, "Well, you guys eat slowly."

"Bye!" Ru Ling sat down in the seat Yang Lang had left for her and waved to them.

After repeated hesitation, Li Xingchen reached out and held the unopened bottle of water, and said to Jiang Cong: "Thank you for the water, then... let's go first."

Xiao Jia, carrying a heavy drink, stood behind her and hummed a thank you like a mosquito bite.

"Is there anything I can thank you for?" Jiang Cong looked up at her with a playful smile, "I'll just ask you to come back next time."

"..."

Xiao Jia was really afraid that Li Xingchen would immediately take back the bottle of undrinkable water, so he slowly dragged her away, moved some distance away, and started walking quickly. The two of them quickly disappeared at the door of the restaurant.

"This deskmate of yours is quite good-looking." Shen Miao'en ate her food and complimented her casually, then turned to see Jiang Cong's reaction.

Jiang Cong barely hesitated and complained: "What's your aesthetic?"

Shen Miaoen said "Huh?", but there was a trace of imperceptible mockery in her eyes.

Jiang Cong finished the remaining bites of food, wiped his mouth with paper and stood up, looking down at her, "A little? You haven't learned the adverbs of degree well."

Shen Miaoen: "..."

Before she could say anything else, Jiang Cong said to the group of boys: "Go to the stadium to change clothes and leave first."

Bai Daiyi thought of something and rolled his eyes, "Brother Cong! I know a shortcut to the stadium!"

Shen Miaoen's eyes were locked on the tall figure leaving, and she couldn't help but clenched the chopsticks in her hands a little tighter.

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"Jiang Cong treats you differently!" After walking far away from the restaurant, Xiao Jia dared to draw a conclusion.

"You are thinking too much." Li Xingchen said helplessly.

"He took the initiative to invite you to drink water. Shen Miaoen didn't treat him like this." Xiao Jia said exaggeratedly.

Li Xingchen pointed to the strawberry pop in her hand, "Didn't I treat you to a drink too?"

Xiao Jia rolled his eyes and said, "Can you believe it, even if you take a dog with you today, he will buy a pack of dog food."

Li Xingchen: "..."

"Huh?" Xiao Jia said naively, "It seems that you can't say it like this. If you say it like this, wouldn't I..."

Li Xingchen curled his lips and smiled at her, his eyes sparkling like ripples, "Stop making trouble."

Xiao Jiannu pursed his lips, inserted the straw, and sighed: "It turns out that Mr. Jiang drinks the same ordinary mineral water as us. I thought he drank that kind of high-end imported water."

Li Xingchen: "..."

The sun was scorching, the light penetrated the green leaves, and the air was stuffy and noisy. The two girls walked together in the direction of Qinzheng Building.

Halfway through the walk, Xiao Jia suddenly stopped and held his stomach, showing discomfort on his face, "It's over, I can't do it anymore, Xingchen, I'm going to... I'm ready to come out... I must have eaten too quickly and drank a whole glass of drink just now..."

Li Xingchen asked worriedly: "Well, is there a toilet nearby?"

Xiao Jia slightly bent over and looked around, "The nearest one is the teaching building for the first year of high school. Hey... I can't hold it in anymore..."

"Then let's go first..."

Xiao Jia interrupted her anxiously: "I can do it alone. You go and get the books, and I will find you a reinforcement to move the books."

After she finished speaking, she walked awkwardly towards the first-grade teaching building. Li Xingchen asked from behind, "Do you have any paper?"

Xiao Jia turned his back for a moment, then folded it back awkwardly, taking the paper that Li Xingchen took out, "Oh, that's right, there is a shortcut to Qinzheng Building, you can take that..."

Unexpectedly, Li Xingchen met Jiang Cong again on this short road. She thought this was not a coincidence, but a fantasy.

She was even willing to believe that Jiang Cong would become a clone...

Li Xingchen looked at the sparse branches and leaves around him and sighed silently in his heart.

She also didn't understand why she subconsciously hid in the bushes when she saw Jiang Cong with another girl.

The path passed through a forest, with light female voices and footsteps approaching from far away, accompanied by the rustling of fallen leaves and weeds.

Li Xingchen's heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

They were about to walk over, their hearts hanging on a thread, but suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

What followed was a familiar low-pitched voice, revealing a repulsive indifference: "..., I will not repeat the same words a second time, but I have said it to you three times."

The implication is: I have given you enough face, understand?

Jiang Cong hesitated when he opened his mouth because he suddenly realized that he couldn't remember this woman's name.

The female voice that responded to him was delicate and full of surprise: "Does that prove that you are different to me?"

Jiang Cong: "...Do you often fail to score points in Chinese reading comprehension?"

"...Huh?" The topic changed unexpectedly, and Ke Manman didn't realize it. In an instant, she suddenly became squeamish again, "You also know that I am not good at Chinese? It's because I often get poor marks in reading and comprehension of those two articles... and she said she doesn't like me,

Then why are you paying so much attention to others?"

Jiang Cong: "..."
Chapter completed!