There are too many routines for paranoid male gods

Chapter 577 Maybe I Have Long Forgot
The girls screamed again and again, one by one stood up from their seats and ran out of the classroom.

Mo Yichen's people appeared at the door of the classroom, and Han Jinchu, who was sitting by the bed, started beating violently.It's him, here he comes!
How to do?What is she going to do? !What is he doing here?
Mo Yichen looked around the classroom, all the boys were sitting in the classroom, and a few girls were sitting there, looking at him with admiration.And among the girls around him, Han Jinchu was definitely not there.

He looked away, not in this class.

It took a while before Han Jinchu dared to poke his head out from behind the curtain.Mo Yichen had already left, and the classroom returned to calm.

"What are you doing behind the curtain?" Yang Ying walked in from the outside, glanced at her indifferently, and sat down on the seat.

"No, no. Just... to look at the scenery." She stammered and came out from behind the curtain.

Fortunately, she escaped in time, otherwise, Mo Yichen wouldn't have seen it?If she saw it, she really didn't know what to say to Mo Yichen.

Say, I came here because Dad and Aunt Feng wanted me to get some more money from you?

Or, I miss you very much, Xia Yichen?

No matter what he said, Mo Yichen would never become Xia Yichen, and the past would never go back.

More likely, Mo Yichen no longer remembers that there is a person named Han Jinchu in the world.

Her hands involuntarily grasped the corners of the skirt, and the corners of the skirt were wrinkled several times.

"What are you thinking about?" Yang Ying glanced at her again, then put something on her desk, and said indifferently: "For you, do you want love?"

Han Jinchu came back to her senses and saw that what Yang Ying put on her desk was a bottle of yogurt.Her eyes brightened instantly, the corners of her mouth raised involuntarily, she looked at Yang Ying with burning eyes, and asked excitedly, "Is this for me?"

"Thank you for taking me to the copy room." Yang Ying said angrily, "This bottle of yogurt is just a thank you gift. In the future, if there is no need for us, we should not interact with each other."

The light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Shouldn't there be an intersection?
How hurtful?

"Okay." She nodded and picked up the bottle of yogurt, but there was no trace of joy in her eyes.

Lunch time soon arrived, and everyone found their new friends to go to lunch with her, and she walked out of the classroom alone.This kind of loneliness should be used to tomorrow morning, but why do you still feel sad?
"It's okay..." She murmured, "You'll be fine once you get used to it."

When she raised her head again, there was no sense of loss in her eyes.Concealing her sad emotions has become a skill of hers.

The last class in the afternoon was a self-study class. Teacher Bei specially organized them to visit various interest classes.

"This is the painting class. Students who have filled up the painting class can stay here to visit. Be sure not to damage anything here. Other students follow me." Teacher Bei took the other students away, leaving Xuehua Draw a few girls.

Han Jinchu keenly noticed that the three girls who filled out the painting class, and... Yang Ying.

The world is really not small but it is small.

"Hey, children from poor families also come to learn how to draw?" One of the three girls said this disdainfully, which caused several others to laugh.

Only Yang Ying, she didn't smile, but she didn't speak for her either.

The studio is large, with many easels, and next to each easel are a stack of plastic sheets and a box of pencils.

She had never used an easel before, and she couldn't help touching it.The wooden easel has an excellent touch, and her eyes are reddened quickly.When her family sees her painting, they will only think that she is not doing her job properly. Now, she can finally paint openly.

But she didn't expect that her move would be noticed by those three girls.

"Hey——Han Jinchu! You can touch it carefully. Do you know what this easel is made of? It's teak. If it breaks, you can't afford to sell your tricycle!" Everyone laughed.

She clenched her fists and walked aside silently.

The school bell rang, and Teacher Bei said that if the school bell rang, you could go home directly.The students in the studio walked out of the studio one after another, and she was the only one left.She walked up to the easel and said in a low voice, "I will make good use of you..."

After finishing speaking, she walked to the school gate alone, and the tricycle with the words "SF Express" painted on it was parked at the school gate, which attracted many people's onlookers.

"Father!" Han Jinchu ran forward a few steps: "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"It's okay, let's get in the car." Father Han looked at those who were staring at them in surprise, and while driving the electric tricycle, asked suspiciously: "Jin Chu, why are they looking at us like that? Could it be... ...What progress have you made with Young Master Yi Chen?"

progress?Is it considered three times in one day?
She remained silent and did not answer, the autumn wind blew across her face, causing a slight pain.

Back in the small rental house, Han Jinnian, who was always annoyed by seeing her, ran up to her abnormally, and asked expectantly, "Sister, are you back?"

This was the first time in so many years that Han Jinnian didn't call her by her first name directly!
She seemed a little flattered, and quickly replied: "Well, I'm back!"

"How's the matter between you and that young master? Has it progressed? Does he remember you? Does he think you're ugly and doesn't want to talk to you?" Han Jinnian asked a series of questions centered around one person—— Mo Yichen!

The smile on Han Jinnian's face froze instantly, it turned out that he was not concerned about her going home.It was Mo Yichen who cared about him.

"Did Jinchu come back?" Feng Qinlan's voice came from the room, followed by hurried footsteps, Feng Qinlan walked out from inside, and asked eagerly: "What's the matter, Jinchu? Then Does the young master still remember you? Did he say anything to you?"

Han Jinchu lowered his head slightly, pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, Aunt Feng..."

"He doesn't remember you?" Feng Qinlan's eyes widened: "Impossible! He gave you 1000 million at that time, even if he doesn't remember you, he must remember that 1000 million! You have introduced yourself clearly who?"

"I..." She paused, took a deep breath and replied, "I didn't go to see him."

"What?" Feng Qinlan raised her voice: "You stinky girl! You don't listen to me, do you? I'll provide you with food and clothes, and you won't do anything if I ask you to say hello to others. ? You stinky girl is a white-eyed wolf!"

After Feng Qinlan finished speaking, she raised her hand and greeted her face!

(End of this chapter)