Shu Minghai looked back at the stubborn girl and said, "Tinglan, please be considerate of Dad. Dad is tired enough."
His tone was indeed full of exhaustion. Tinglan, who was sitting in the back row, felt a little distressed when he saw a few white hairs on his father's temples, so he had to reluctantly say sorry to Wen Jian.
Wen Jian didn't know why, but she was angrier than before. She turned her head and looked out the window and ignored them.
After that, Shu Minghai was responsible for picking up and dropping off Wen Jian and Tinglan for a week, but he was too busy to do anything, so he asked his subordinate Xu Tao to help pick them up for a few days.
Tinglan was quite familiar with Xu Tao, because during the holidays, Xu Tao would buy gifts and visit his home. Every year during the Chinese New Year, he would give Tinglan red envelopes as lucky money.
But at a young age, Tinglan didn't have a good impression of Xu Tao. When her parents were away, the way he looked at her made her very uncomfortable. So later, when he came to pick up Wen Jian, Tinglan would rather take the bus.
I don't even ride in his car.
When Xu Tao drove past the bus stop today, he stopped specifically, stuck his head out and asked, "Tinglan, are you really not taking Uncle Tao's car anymore?"
Tinglan proudly turned her head away from him.
The moment she turned around, she saw Zhuo Yuan riding a bicycle, standing on one foot next to the bus stop and smiling at her.
"Have you started taking the bus today?" he asked.
"Yeah." Tinglan nodded silently, not daring to look at him.
At this time, there were many classmates from Qining High School waiting for the bus at the bus stop. Several girls among them kept looking at Zhuo Yu'an, but he didn't care. He patted the chair behind his bicycle and asked Tinglan: "Come up here."
?I'll take you."
Tinglan shook his head hurriedly, fearing that others at school would look at him strangely.
When Zhuo Yu'an saw it, he pushed the bicycle aside and locked it in the bicycle storage area, then came over with his bag and took the bus.
Tinglan lined up in the middle of the line, and Zhuo Yuan lined up at the end. Because of his superior figure, he was particularly conspicuous in the line. Tinglan looked back at him slightly, and he was also looking at her, smiling.
Tinglan also laughed. For some unknown reason, she suddenly came out of the queue. Under Zhuo Yuan's surprised gaze, she jogged and stood in line behind him.
He was really tall. Tinglan stood behind him and felt that he was only a little above his shoulders. His heart was beating, but he was inexplicably happy.
Zhuo Yuan's heartbeat kept accelerating, and he looked at her behind him with bright eyes.
As soon as he looked over, Tinglan quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.
The two lined up one behind the other and didn't speak again after that, but they both had a unique and unknown smile on their faces.
When they got on the bus, there were no seats left, but when the door was about to close, a passenger sitting next to Zhuo Yuan suddenly stood up and walked out, muttering to himself, and almost stopped.
As soon as the seats were empty, Zhuo Yuan asked Tinglan to sit down.
"Give me your schoolbag."
Tinglan offered to help him carry his schoolbag.
"good."
Zhuo Yu'an was not polite and handed her his schoolbag. She took it and put it on her knees to hold it.
The bus swayed forward. At the traffic light, the driver suddenly stepped on the brakes. The inertia made Tinglan jump forward, and her forehead hit the back of the seat in front of her. However, when she fell, her forehead fell steadily.
In a warm palm.
It turned out that Zhuo Yu'an just had a quick eye and put his hand on the back of the front seat to prevent her forehead from being injured.
Because of this emergency brake, the car was full of curses and curses. Only Tinglan's world was quiet. Her forehead was still resting on his palm. She forgot to raise her head. Her lowered face looked like it was congested and was so red that it was about to bleed.