Continuous rainfall caused the temperature to plummet.
However, the weather in late September has reached the point where it is necessary to wear thick clothes when going out in the morning and evening.
Lin Zhi took advantage of the Saturday weekend to knit a scarf for Bai Cha. When she sent Bai Cha back to school on the weekend night, Lin Zhi wore the scarf knitted by her daughter and smiled brighter than the flowers in June.
Bai's father, Bai Lin, was extremely sour.
Before getting off the bus, Lin Zhi personally wrapped a goose-yellow scarf that she knitted for Bai Cha, making it even more colorful and lively.
The father and son sitting in front didn't say a word.
Seeing that Bai Cha was about to get off the car, Bai Lin turned around unwillingly: "Sister, do you really have no share in me?"
Seeing Bai Lin's aggrieved look, Bai Cha couldn't help but chuckle: "Why not? I will knit it for you and dad next week."
Bai Lin's eyes lit up instantly, and then he smiled with his eyebrows creasing: "Then I'll wait for you sister, and I'll carry your sister's schoolbag."
"We are already at the school gate. What else are we carrying? Don't get out of the car. Go back and rest early."
After saying this, Bai Cha put his schoolbag on his back, got out of the car and closed the door in one go.
Bai Lin lowered the car window: "Sister, we will leave as soon as you enter the school. Come in quickly."
Bai Cha had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the school gate.
At the same time, a Rolls-Royce parked behind Bai's father's car.
Bai Lin looked sideways slightly, looking at Zhuang Yan coming out of the car. For a moment, Bai Lin could barely hide the murderous intent in his eyes.
But in the next second, he had already narrowed his eyes, showing a fake smile.
After Bai Cha stepped into the school gate, Bai Lin slowly raised the car window, lowered his head and took out his mobile phone: "Let's go, sister has already gone in."
Bai's father and Bai's mother were chatting and laughing, but did not notice anything unusual about their son.
Bai Cha had a relaxed and happy weekend, but Chen Mo didn't have a good weekend.
He sent messages to Bai Cha since Friday night and Bai Cha never replied.
At first he thought Bai Cha just didn't see it. He sent her a message at noon on Saturday, but she still didn't reply. Chen Mo gradually realized that something was wrong.
It wasn't until Saturday evening that Jiang Wencheng suddenly called him and asked him if he and Bai Cha had a quarrel. Otherwise, why would Bai Cha suddenly ask him questions?
At that moment, Chen Mo understood that things were not going to be simple.
He called Bai Cha, but there was no answer.
Then it hung up immediately.
He didn't dare to call Bai Cha again for fear of annoying her, so he just asked her indirectly if she was in a bad mood.
Or maybe I did something wrong somewhere.
At this time, Bai Cha suddenly replied in a weird way: "You are right, how could you be wrong? It was just my infatuation that made the wrong payment."
It was followed by a goodbye emoji.
At this moment, no matter how stupid Chen Mo was, he realized that he must have provoked Bai Cha somewhere.
But obviously Friday night is still going well...
Chen Mo looked at his phone and looked at Baicha's WeChat page aggrievedly, hoping that tomorrow would come soon.
In this way, he could get to school early and ask in person what he had done wrong and why she suddenly ignored him.
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Monday morning.
Chen Mo lowered his head to read, but his mind was no longer on the book.
The moment Bai Cha stepped into the classroom, Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat.
The right hand holds the corner of the book tightly.
Jiang Wencheng, who was standing diagonally behind, stretched out his legs and kicked Chen Mo's stool, and whispered: "Sister-in-law is here, stop reading."
"Shut up, I know."
Jiang Wencheng suddenly understood when he looked at Chen Mo's crumpled textbook footer, and stopped caring about it, just looking like he was watching a good show.
Bai Cha wore a thick knitted jacket outside her school uniform today.
A warm yellow scarf is wrapped around the neck, the chin is hidden in the scarf, and the top of the head is tied into a bun with a strawberry leather buckle. The whole person looks cute.
Chen Mo became nervous the moment he saw Bai Cha. He was thinking about how he should answer when Bai Cha asked him about it later.
However, after Bai Cha sat down at his seat, the first thing he said was to say hello as usual.
She just slowly took off the scarf around her neck, folded it neatly, and put it into her schoolbag.
The flowers Chen Mo was waiting for were about to wither, but Bai Cha slowly took out his textbook and started reading early.
Chen Mo clenched and unclenched his hands, loosened and clenched again, and only dared to look at Bai Cha quietly with his peripheral vision. Seeing that Bai Cha was reading seriously, he didn't know whether to interrupt.
Jiang Wencheng saw Chen Mo's actions clearly from behind.
Every time Chen Mo made a fist, he almost wanted to cheer for Chen Mo.
But seeing Chen Mo loosen his fist, he couldn't help but beat his chest and feet!
He is so angry!!
Suddenly, Jiang Wencheng felt that he was no longer so envious of Chen Mo's brain.
Obviously, this brain is replaced by mouth!
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Wencheng decided to go up by himself. He had no choice but to let this be his brother!
However, just as he was about to speak, he saw Chen Mo throwing his eraser under Bai Cha's table, and then he reached out and touched Bai Cha's arm.
Bai Cha turned to look at him.
For a moment, Chen Mo's palms became sweaty. He looked at the white tea and said as usual:
"I dropped my eraser over there, can you pick it up for me?"
Jiang Wencheng couldn't help but give Chen Mo a thumbs up.
This is a good trick, no matter whether you pick up the white tea or not, you can finally talk.
That's awesome, who said his brother can't do it!
Bai Cha glanced at the eraser on the ground, said nothing, and bent down to pick it up for Chen Mo and put it on the table.
Then continue reading.
Suddenly Jiang Wencheng and Chen Mo were stunned.
Obviously no one expected that Bai Cha would not say a word.
Throughout the morning reading, Chen Mo felt like he was being roasted on a fire.
As soon as the morning reading was over, Bai Cha and Su Yao went to the toilet, without giving Chen Mo the slightest chance to speak.
Jiang Wencheng also realized that things were not simple. He lay on the books stacked high with a look of confusion on his face:
"College tyrant, what have you done to offend this girl so thoroughly that even the manager doesn't want to pay attention to you?"
Chen Mojin pursed his lips. There was no emotion on his face, and he just shook his head slightly.
"Think about it, think about it carefully!
For example, did your sister-in-law start to ignore you after you said something? For example, did you ignore her favorite celebrity?
Or maybe you say something bad about someone, but that person is actually very good with your sister-in-law.
Or maybe I broke something?" Jiang Wencheng didn't believe it. For no reason, the White Tea Club suddenly ignored him.
Chen Mo couldn't count how many times he began to recall what he had done wrong.
He shook his head and denied Jiang Wencheng's questions one by one.
Wang Mingming, who was sitting in front, laughed while listening to the conversation between the two people behind him.
What else can it be? Recognize the reality and know that offending the dealer for you is not worth it.
So what if Jiang Wencheng is the mayor's son? He has no control over things in the business world...
As class approached, Bai Cha and Su Yao slowly returned to the classroom.
After class, Chen Mo wanted to ask Bai Cha what he didn't understand in class. Before he could speak, Bai Cha poked Su Yao in front of him.
"It's so cold now, why don't you wear a scarf?"
Su Yao turned around and said, "I haven't had time to buy it this year. I think the one you wore this morning is very beautiful. The thread is also soft. It looks warm and comfortable. Which brand is it?"
I'll tell my mom tonight and ask her to buy one for me."
"My mother knitted my scarf, not bought it. If you like it, I will knit one for you on your birthday. My skills are no worse than my mother's."
Chen Mo listened to the chat between Bai Cha and Su Yao, and something seemed to flash through his mind for a moment.