Liao Yan did not come back all day, but during evening self-study, the class teacher brought a cardboard box into the classroom with the words "donation" on it.

"Something happened at home this time. The parents' waist was injured by falling machinery and they need surgery. They are having financial difficulties. I hope the students can lend a helping hand and give a little love.

It will be anonymous. Donate as much or as little as you wish. We will do what we can." The head teacher looked a little solemn, and the classroom was a little quiet.

Although she didn't name who it was, everyone already knew it.

Lin Heng touched his pocket, and other students were also discussing.

"I don't have much cash with me." Lin Heng told Zongque, "I don't know if I can go out and get it."

Other students also had doubts. When Zongque raised his hand, the head teacher looked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Teacher, can you scan the QR code to pay?" Zongque asked.

The teacher and students were silent for a while. The head teacher took a deep breath and said, "Do you all have mobile phones?"

"You don't want to accept my old classmate, do you?" a classmate asked in a low voice.

"We won't accept it today." The class teacher took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone to make contact, and pulled out a QR code, "This is the QR code of that classmate, "I'll go out for a while and be back soon."

The teacher left the classroom, and the students sitting in the front row had already taken out their mobile phones to scan the QR code, entered the amount, and the money was transferred to the account one by one.

In addition to transferring money, there was also a lot of change in the donation box.

Liao Yan looked at the transfers on his phone. Many people did not have complete names on their business cards, but many people's names could still be guessed based on their avatars in the group.

Until a large transfer comes in.

Received 5,000 yuan.

Account name: Heng.

It was Lin Heng. Liao Yan almost confirmed the identity of this person at a glance.

Collected 3500 yuan.

Account:que.

Liao Yan paused his hand and confirmed the person's name.

The call was dialed at this moment, and when Liao Yan picked up the call, the head teacher's voice came from the other side: "How much is the shortfall for the surgery fee?"

Liao Yan looked at the account balance. In addition to the national scholarship, there were also school allocations, teachers' donations, and students' donations. They had already been collected.

"Teacher, we've got it all, thank you everyone." Liao Yan wiped his eyes and ran towards the payment office.

"That's good." The head teacher breathed a sigh of relief.

[Host, you even donated your scholarship.] 1314 said.

The bursary is applied by the school to the state based on the students' family background. The first-class scholarship is 3,000 yuan a year. It is mainly used to support students from poor families. It is not linked to grades. The host gives it away before the host can warm up to it.

It's not that I can't give it, it just doesn't seem to fit in with the host's ruthless temperament.

[Didn’t you say you should cherish life?] Zongque said.

Of course Liao Yan's mother was saved in the original world line, but she also narrowly escaped death in the operating room. The gears of destiny and the records in the world line may not be exactly the same. No one can guarantee the probability. The sooner the operation is performed, the greater the chance of success.

The protagonist's fate is less deviant, and he will have stronger control over Lin Heng's fate.

As for scholarships, that kind of money is originally used to help the poor, so there is no problem in going where it should go.

Liao Yan came to school once, but he just hurriedly took his textbooks and left. He didn't even have time to communicate too much with other students. He just stood on the podium and bowed to everyone before going out.

The thin teenager wearing a large school uniform pants seemed more and more empty. He was almost thin and sloppy, but his eyes were bright.

The head teacher brought good news, and the operation was successful, but as the only family, he still had to accompany the hospital.

There are a lot of discussions on Liao Yan on the campus, and some things are destined to be unavailable.

"He seems to be a single parent, it seems that his dad owes the gambling debt."

"Fuck for him to go to school, I said why every parent would not come every time his parents came."

"Still injured by the machine, is the factory not compensation?"

"People are so difficult to learn so well."

"It seems that this school appropriation is particularly fast. The head teacher has done communication.

"Say that said that."

There are many rumors, but Lin Heng is much more silent than ever. Although he is not in the classroom, he almost hit someone when he walks several times.

"Are you worried about him?" Zong Ye held his arm and asked.

"No, I just didn't expect Liao Yan to be so difficult." Lin Heng stood straight and apologized with humane. "I never thought."

He was born in a very rich family, and his parents are loving. Although his parents educate him not to compare vanity, he has never had a shortage. He couldn't imagine if he lives in such a family, can he do better than Liao Yan.

"Pity him?" Zong Yan asked.

Lin Heng nodded gently: "A little bit, and a little admirable."

There is also a sense of stress that can't breathe.

"You can't change his family, just do what you feel right." Zong Yan said.

Lin Heng looked at him with his lips slightly, and smiled at a short while: "Okay."

His spirit seemed to have recovered after that, and when the weekend came on the weekend, he also brought the notebooks compiled by various subjects: "I asked the teacher to ask Liao Yan's mother's hospital, and went to take notes today. Do you really want to go together?

"?"

"Well, I'm waiting for you downstairs." Zong Yan said.

Lin Heng took his shoulder and laughed: "Okay, really can't take you."

Zong Yan moved slightly, but did not take the hand on his shoulder.

Lin Heng does not take a car home every week, but occasionally goes home by passing by by his own car. Most of the rest of the time is to take the subway with his classmates.

There are a lot of subway people on the weekend. When Zong Yan went up, the two had squeezed the corners. It was hot in summer. Even if there was an air conditioner in the subway, there would be a sweat that could not be completely eliminated.

Lin Heng inevitably avoided it twice, and almost half of the person was crowded on Zong Yan.

Their height is not much different, and the other's hair ends have continued to sweep the nose of Zongyu inadvertently. It tastes very refreshing, but it makes his nose a little itchy.

This person is a bit or less clean. In addition to the clothes that must be changed every day, there are also the neat desktop and notes that can be seen.

Zong Yan pulled his arm again when he swept the tip of his nose again, pulled him to the corner behind Lin Heng's doubt, and the two changed their position: "You stand here."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Lin Heng held his shoulder a little bit doubtful.

"Your hair makes my nose itchy." Zong Yan held the railing and glanced at him with his eyes.

Although the corner was small, the person in front of him separated a space with his back and arm, and the clothes collided slightly. Although there was a hair tip over the cheeks, he felt that the sweat was sticky and crowded.

The subway was adjusted, and the two people touched the two people gently. Lin Heng twisted his fingers gently and looked at the progress of the subway above his head. He sweat slightly.

"It's here." Lin Heng said, watching the scenery outside the door, "Let's wait for a while to buy something, I invite you to eat ice cream."

"Well, thank you." Zong Yan did not refuse.

"You're welcome." Lin Heng pulled out the backpack and got out of the car, looking for direction, "It seems like it is the P port ..."

However, the voice did not fall, and two girls with each other stood in front of them. One of them asked: "Hello, can you add a contact information?"

The wind in summer is very hot, but they look very refreshing, they are painted with delicate light makeup, and they still have a good smell of smell without pungent perfume. They are very beautiful.

"Am I?" Lin Heng stopped the pace.

"I want you." One of the girls in skirts laughed, and then pointed at the girl next to her, "Can she want him?"

Lin Heng looked at Zong Yan, who was not moving next to him, and looked at the girl with a little shy and nervousness in front of him: "Sorry, our school stipulates that early love."

The two girls obviously stunned, one of which hesitated: "So are you ... high school students?"

"Well, high school student." Lin Heng nodded.

Girls looked up at the two people: "Senior Senior?"

The senior year can also be accepted, and it is not a few years away.

However, Zong Yan crushed her reality ruthlessly: "high school."

The scene was a little silent, and the two girls smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, disturbing."

High school is really too small, I can't get it.

Is it so tall for boys in high school now?

The two girls sighed and left, Lin Heng laughed with his elbow with his elbow: "It's very popular."

"You are too." Zong Yan looked up at the right side, "Area D is over there."

He took the lead in the past, Lin Heng took two steps and followed up: "Actually, the two girls are very beautiful. Are you not interested in that type?"

Although the school stops early love, since junior high school, many classmates have secretly fell in love. He does not talk about it because he has not encountered feelings, and he feels that he should be placed in his studies first.

mean.

"Well." Zong Yan responded.

"What kind of type do you want to find in the future?" Lin Heng asked.

"Don't find it." Zong Yan didn't intend to establish a love relationship with anyone.

After changing Lin Heng's original destiny and solving the problem at home, he would probably do something he wanted to do. He occasionally gathered with his friends, but he would not divide his energy into that kind of thing, because it was not necessary.

"Focus on studying, so good, then which school do you want to take?" Lin Heng didn't entangle the previous questions.

"The Department of Medicine of S." Zong Yan said.

The task he will do in the future is not only in front of this. Once he reaches higher planes, there will be more dangers encountered.

It is too late to use it.

"Medicine." Lin Heng looked at his serious look, "If you are studying medicine, there will be a pain in my family in the future."

Although persuading people to learn medicine, heaven and thunderous splitting, but Zong Yan did things very seriously.

"Yes." Zong Yan said.

"But I want to go to S, and I have to work harder with your current results." Lin Heng said.

"Eat shrimp tail?" Zong Yan asked.

Lin Heng froze for a moment, and helplessly funny: "You don't have to give me a gift, I will help you."

Zong Yan watched the shop where the elevator was close at hand and asked: "Do you eat?"

Lin Heng thought about it: "In fact, I prefer strawberries than shrimp tails."

"Let's go." Zong Yan went to a farther fruit shop.

"Do you buy it for me?" Lin Heng asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!