President, my wife has returned to her mother's house

Chapter 15 childhood sweethearts
"Good talk, next question."

She continued talking and glanced at him inadvertently during the middle of the story, only to find that his eyes had not been on the test paper from beginning to end.

There was no open-mindedness in his eyes that clearly understood the topic, nor was there any thirst for knowledge about unknown types of questions. The slightest interest in his deep eyes was definitely not mathematics.

She finally understood that he was not here to learn mathematics at all.

"You..." She pushed the test paper in front of him, "Try to do it yourself. I still have some papers to practice and I will teach you another day."

"You only talked about two questions and you lost your patience?"

"no······"

"You think I'm delaying your study?" Xi Mo looked directly at her.

"I didn't think you were delaying my study, but you didn't listen when I told you."

"How do you know I didn't listen?"

Wen Hua raised her lowered eyes slightly.

Xi Mo picked up a pen and started to solve the problem in his draft book. After a while, a problem was completely solved, and he pushed forward.

"How are you doing?"

Wen Hua nodded.

It was indeed the way she taught.

Is he so capable of learning and playing at the same time?
Xi Mo: "Continue talking?"

"it is good."

After teaching two big questions in succession, Wen Hua found that he had a good foundation. He knew the basic formulas and usage, and it only took a little tweaking.

Every time she asked him if he understood after a question, he said a low "hmm" like an affirmation to her, and Wen Hua felt something called a sense of accomplishment growing in her heart.

The bell rang and she capped her pen.

"Let's be here today."

She turned around to collect her things, and Xi Mo passed by with a bag slung across his body, a shiny necklace wrapped around his fingers, and his voice was warm and gentle, "See you tomorrow, little teacher."

"See you tomorrow······"

She slowly exhaled after watching his back walk out of the classroom. Why was it so oppressive to be with him?

His eyes seemed to know something intentionally or unintentionally. Thinking of that necklace, she pursed her lips and must find a way to get it back!

Early morning is the most efficient time for memorizing. Wen Hua has to carry it for half an hour every day in the morning light outside with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers before entering the classroom. Recently, many unknown flowers have bloomed on the small slope behind the classroom. They are very beautiful, and this place has become The best area for her endorsement.

"...Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and then picked up again, it was originally a neon dress and then six pieces, the big strings are noisy like the rain, the small strings are like whispers, the noises are all mixed, the big and small beads are falling on the jade plate· ·····”

The person who was concentrating on memorizing "Pipa Xing" suddenly turned around and met the people in the classroom through the transparent window.

Early in the morning, her fair face was bathed in the morning light, as pure as a painting. There was no impurity in her ethereal eyebrows, but only reverence and desire for knowledge.

Xi Mo didn't look at her on purpose. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone holding a book outside the window. His eyebrows were downcast and focused. He subconsciously looked over and just as she turned around, the two of them looked at each other.

He didn't hide it when she discovered her, and looked at her quietly with his black eyes, but Wen Hua couldn't stop her and looked away first.

There were still 10 minutes left before class started. When she returned to the classroom, she saw bread and milk on the table and looked at her deskmate in confusion.

Deskmate: "It seems to have been sent by Cheng Xie from Class [-]."

Who is this Cheng Xie?

Can't they study hard and make progress every day?

She sighed slightly and said to her deskmate: "If someone brings something to me in the future when I'm away, can you push it for me? I don't even know these people."

As a girl, my deskmate naturally understood her dilemma.

"Okay, I'll push it away for you in the future, and I won't let anyone bring anything to your table."

Wen Hua took out 20 yuan and said, "If you know Cheng Xie, help me give this money to him."

The deskmate was stunned for a moment, "Actually, there is no need to give it back. Boys are so proud of themselves that they would rather you throw it away than ask for your money."

"I know." She said somewhat depressedly, "But it can't go on like this."

She didn't think it was necessary at first. She could just turn a blind eye and focus on her own studies.Firstly, they all came to send things anonymously, so she couldn't see anyone. Secondly, they just sent things without expressing their feelings, so she couldn't say anything.

But now, people she doesn't know come to deliver things every now and then, and she's really tired of dealing with it.

"Yes!" Wen Hua leaned close to her deskmate's ear, "Do me a favor..."

If they knew she had someone she liked, those boys would probably stop.

Within a few days, the news spread like wildfire that Wen Hua had someone he liked. All kinds of information in the grade were gathered together to come up with such a piece of gossip.

The beauties in Class [-] already had someone they liked before they transferred to another school. The other party was an excellent handsome guy who was outstanding in everything. The two were childhood sweethearts. They grew up together and liked each other. In the future, they might marry according to their elders.

As soon as this gossip came out, it immediately caused a stir in the grade. The boys who had a crush on Wen Hua were heartbroken and the girls who complained about her appearance were extremely excited.

Girls aged sixteen or seventeen love to have wild imaginations. Ke Wenhua and her childhood sweetheart CP fans have imagined the plots of many Mary Sue youth novels.

Some of it somehow reached the ears of the person involved.

Wen Hua listened to her deskmate telling her about her "love history". The handsome boy Zhuma came to her house to pay New Year's greetings on New Year's Eve. After dinner, she accompanied him for a walk outside. As they walked, the two of them came to a quiet poplar forest. Suddenly he held her soft little hand.

At that time, fireworks were brilliantly rising over the forest tops, and the bamboo horse's eyes were filled with starlight and tenderness.

"Huahua, happy new year."

"Happy New Year."

Zhu Ma gave her a beautiful hairpin, "My gift has been delivered, can I ask for your gift?"

"I've prepared it at home. I'll go back and get it for you..."

The girl under the fireworks has gentle eyebrows and bright red lips, which is a very tempting color.

Zhu Ma bent down slightly and gently covered her lips, "I have got what I want most."

After saying this, my deskmate was so excited that he pulled Wen Hua's arm and said, "Ahhh, it's so sweet! They are so good at it!"

If she hadn't spread this false news, she would have thought it was true.

After getting excited, his deskmate noticed that Wen Hua was lying on the table with her hands in the same position as when she was just listening to the story, with a thin layer of pink on the sides of her ears.

Are you embarrassed to hear your own story?

This is so much fun!
The person in the back seat raised his head from his arms, moved his neck, frowned slightly, and looked displeased at the two people who had been chattering since he went to bed.

Girls are really troublesome.

Her deskmate called her, "Wen Hua?"

Wen Hua came to her senses and fanned herself with a book.

"No. [-] Middle School is really full of talents."

My deskmate was still curious, "Do you really have a childhood sweetheart?"

Seeing Lu Yu at the front table tilt his head slightly, as if he wanted to hear gossip, Wen Hua laughed helplessly.

"That's right. He's several years older than me. He's really handsome, he can shoot, and his IQ is much higher than mine."

"Do you really have a childhood sweetheart?!" Lu Yu turned around and said in surprise.

Her voice was so loud that everyone around her looked over. Wen Hua put her index finger in front of her lips, "Shh, don't get excited."

Lu Yu lowered his voice: "When you just listened to that story, did you automatically bring in Zhu Ma's face?"

"No."

"Then whose face did you substitute?"

"No one did. I listened to other people's stories, not myself."

It's dry and stuffy in the afternoon, and I don't know what's going on today. The weather is extremely hot and muggy. Even when I sit in the classroom, I can feel sweat oozing out from the tip of my nose.

Xi Mo kicked the legs of the front table.

Wen Hua turned around.

"Open a window."

(End of this chapter)