his little warmth

Chapter 42 A little happy

She made an appointment to have dinner with Cheng Mu at noon. When the last class came, Jiang Nuanxing suddenly felt nervous.

She has always been thoughtful, and for Jiang Nuanxing, what Chi Yan said just now was not without effect.

He said she had to learn to say no.

However, some things cannot be solved by rejection, right?
The most important thing is that she did not refuse but agreed.
then what should we do?

Things suddenly got complicated.

Jiang Nuanxing frowned, lowered his head and thought wildly, obviously distracted.

Chi Yan took her reaction into his eyes and was about to speak.

The teacher on the stage suddenly called the roll call. Jiang Nuanxing suddenly raised his head and pulled back his thoughts.

Chi Yan's reminder rolled on his lips and then he swallowed it.

Although the two of them are sitting so close, their thoughts are thousands of miles apart.

The students who were named gave their answers, and the teacher went to the next step with satisfaction.

This training is originally part of the competition. It is said to be for training, but in fact it is also for mutual communication.

The students are of the same age and have the same interests. It is very interesting for everyone to communicate together and let their ideas collide and create sparks of communication.

So the teacher announced an activity for the students to write essays in groups.

Groups of four people can decide their own theme and theme.

Ask everyone to write different content, and finally it can represent the theme of the entire group.

The students had never heard of such a proposition. They were confused and found it novel and interesting at the same time. The classroom was noisy.

Jiang Nuanxing and Chi Yan were in a group with the two classmates at the front table.

Four people gathered around to discuss.

However, Chi Yan was naturally short-tempered, and Jiang Nuanxing had something on her mind, so the atmosphere in the group was a little depressing for a while.

A female voice took the lead to break the embarrassment, "How about setting the theme of autumn?"

The speaker's name is Yu Yan. She has short hair and eyebrows. She looks energetic and cheerful.

"It's autumn now, and the theme is close to life. The most important thing is that we have many elements to write about."

Jiang Nuanxing looked at her energetic look, and the corners of her lips curved as if she was infected: "Yeah, I think so too."

Chi Yan didn't say anything, but another boy asked first: "Then what elements can we write?"

"Well, we can write about the mountains covered with red leaves, geese flying from the north to the south, or we can write about the fluttering reed flowers and the harvest."

"You can write about all kinds of autumn scenery. As long as you look carefully, there are traces of autumn everywhere."

Yu Yan blinked, the playfulness in her eyes visible everywhere.

This topic was unanimously approved, but when Jiang Nuanxing started writing, she realized that there was not enough composition paper.

Before she could be stunned, Chi Yan put the composition paper directly in front of her desk, as if he already knew it.

"…thanks."

"Need not."

The two men were polite and distant.

Because the teacher stipulated that students who wrote first could get out of school early, so everyone raced against time to get the first chance to go to the cafeteria.

By the time Jiang Nuanxing looked up halfway through writing, nearly half of the students had left the classroom.

She had something on her mind this time, and the opening paragraph was muddled and not very good, so she rewrote it.

Of course the speed is a little slower than others.

School is approaching.

The people in the classroom were sparsely dispersed, and Yu Yan and the boys at the front table had already left.

The few remaining classmates around were working hard to write their essays.

But... only the person next to him stood still, looking like an old monk in meditation, which seemed relatively abrupt...

Jiang Nuanxing looked at Chi Yan and said tangledly: "Um, classmate Chi, I will hand in our group's composition together."

The implication: you can leave first.

Chi Yan was silent for a while, "Then I'll leave it to you."

"Ah."

The classroom became quieter and quieter.

After a while, Jiang Nuanxing breathed a sigh of relief, put down the pen, and finally finished writing.

Jiang Nuanxing packed her schoolbag and looked at the time.

There are still 3 minutes before school ends.

She should go there early...maybe she would give him a surprise?
But after thinking about it, Jiang Nuanxing pursed her lips and smiled.

She walks slower, which actually makes no difference.

She just remembered that someone was waiting for her.

She was inexplicably... inexplicably a little happy.

Just some.

(End of this chapter)