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Chapter 44 The kid is quite rebellious

Obviously they are exactly the same, but the sound of the school bell makes people feel comfortable.

As soon as the time was reached, people rushed out like a torrent, jumping up and down one by one as if they had just evolved successfully, and the silent sky above the campus was instantly broken by commotion.

Shen Miaoen stood beside the green altar downstairs in Mingzhi, her long hair flowing down and being blown by the breeze.

She was carrying LV's new cross-body bag, a knitted cardigan on her upper body, and a simple ruffled skirt. The silver necklace on her delicate collarbone shimmered in the night. Her temperament was elegant, attracting people passing by to look more closely. Two eyes.

She was looking in the direction of the stairs, as if waiting for someone.

The person who was waiting came out, Shen Miaoen was overjoyed and was waving her hand to call him, but the sight she saw instantly froze her in place.

Jiang Cong smiled and walked down side by side with a girl.

From a distance, the girl looked inconspicuous just like the baggy dark blue school uniform she wore. If she hadn't been standing next to Jiang Cong, she would have been completely lost in the crowd, without any sense of existence.

But once you notice her innocent and innocent face, with just one glance, you can no longer look away. Without any modification or dressing up, she is so beautiful that it makes people jealous.

She was carrying her schoolbag, her lips moved slightly and she didn't know what she said, and then she quickened her pace to leave. Jiang Cong reached out and grabbed the collar of her school uniform and pulled her back to him.

He wasn't very gentle, but his actions were obviously to protect her.

The surroundings were very noisy, but Shen Miaoen could easily distinguish his lazy and low voice, with a smile: "Why are you running? I told you to take you back."

As the distance got closer, the girl's slightly helpless voice came over vaguely: "It's really not necessary, I won't take the alley, nothing will happen."

Shen Miaoen probably knew it best. Ever since he was a child, Jiang Cong had never taken the initiative to approach a girl.

Jiang never liked her, she knew that, but fortunately he didn't like others either. As long as he didn't like anyone, she, Shen Miaoen, was the one most likely to stand by his side.

But things are different now. How can she not feel a sense of crisis?

Li Xingchen stopped and turned to look at him, "Jiang Cong, I can go back by myself."

Just as Jiang Cong moved his lips to speak, a soft and melodious female voice not far away called him: "Jiang Cong."

He turned his head and looked over, frowning slightly because of the interruption.

Shen Miaoen trotted up to them, smiled sweetly, and greeted Li Xingchen first: "Hello, we meet again."

Li Xingchen smiled politely, feeling that she really had to leave quickly under the current situation, but as soon as she moved her legs, someone grabbed her arm. Jiang Cong looked at Shen Miaoen and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Shen Miaoen's eyes dropped to watch him pull her, his fingernails leaving marks on the strap of the bag. She said nothing and looked at Li Xingchen pretending to be embarrassed.

Li Xingchen was really in trouble, he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

Jiang Cong frowned, and after a few seconds, he looked at Li Xingchen and said, "Wait for me here."

Li Xingchen subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when he thought about it, he couldn't be tough with him, so he nodded obediently, "Okay."

Jiang Cong stared at her twice more before letting go. He walked a little closer to the green altar. Shen Miaoen smiled at Li Xingchen and followed.

Li Xingchen looked at their figures one after another and pursed his lips.

Jiang Cong didn't go too far. He faced Li Xingchen and stared at her, "Say."

Shen Miaoen moved her feet to the left, stood in front of him, and said jokingly: "Are you afraid that people will run away?"

Only then did Jiang Cong's eyes fall on her face, feeling a little impatient.

Shen Miaoen said: "Dad said I haven't seen you for a long time and wants you to have a meal at home tomorrow..."

She didn't seem to have finished speaking, but Jiang Cong looked over Shen Miaoen's head, chasing a certain figure, and suddenly laughed.

Shen Miaoen paused after speaking and looked back following his attention.

The person really ran away, and the schoolbag behind him was shaking.

Jiang Cong said "tsk" and was not very surprised when he saw it. There was a bit of indulgence and smile in his eyes.

The kid is quite rebellious.

"When is tomorrow?" The words were addressed to Shen Miaoen, but Jiang Cong's eyes were always following the retreating figure.

"At noon." Shen Miaoen looked at him quietly, her voice and mood lowered.

Jiang Cong said "hmm" and said no more, and chased the figure in the direction where the figure was getting smaller and smaller.

"Jiang Cong!" Shen Miaoen suddenly called him urgently from behind.

Jiang Cong stopped and looked back, his patience running out, "And..."

"Can't you take me home?" Shen Miaoen's eyes were filled with expectation.

Shen Miaoen knew that Jiang never liked girls clinging to him. He would be very annoyed and would throw them away mercilessly. Those who showed even a little bit of liking to him would be rejected by him without leaving any room.

Therefore, in order to be able to stay by his side, Shen Miaoen has been very tolerant and tried her best to hide all her thoughts and not show off her feet in front of him, no matter how much she liked him.

This was the first time that Shen Miaoen made such a request that could easily break the balance between the two.

Jiang never had an obvious reaction, and just hurriedly said: "Look for Yang Lang on the second floor."

Shen Miaoen watched him striding away. The figure of the young man was always in her heart, but he was unwilling to look back at her, no matter how long she had been with him.

Maybe he understands better than she does. Pretending not to know and not breaking the layer of paper is the greatest gift to her.

This could go on forever. Jiang never likes it, so it doesn't matter, but she likes it, so she won't give in.

Now that it has been pierced, tear off all the window paper.

Jiang never got into the crowd. When he chased him to the school gate, he disappeared from sight.

He glanced around and around, but couldn't find that figure.

Jiang Cong rubbed his head a little impatiently and was about to walk in the direction of Qingpu Old District when his eyes suddenly caught something and stopped.

Li Xingchen didn't expect that Li Yun would come to pick her up from school.

No. 1 Middle School has classes in the afternoon, and Li Yun must have gone home.

He was dressed casually. It was a bit cold at night, so he just wore a white T-shirt and loose black shorts. His hair was messy, as if he had just woken up.

The only difference from slouching at home is that I'm not wearing sandals.

But it doesn't look sloppy, instead it has a tired and lazy feel.

Li Xingchen didn't see him at all and passed by him with his head lowered, a little absent-minded.

Li Yun waited until she was two meters away before calling her.

Li Xingchen turned around and was stunned for several seconds. His eyes were full of surprise and he shouted in disbelief: "Brother?"

"If you don't walk well, what are you thinking about?" Li Yun walked towards her, frowning.

Li Xingchen said "Ah", "No, it's nothing... I'm used to walking with my head down."
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