Every day I am woken up by the handsome lady's vest

Chapter 455 I Want To Talk To You
The next day after going to the hospital for a review, Guan Guan went to school.

Coming back this time, the students didn't have the rejection and dislike of the privileged elements in the past, and the betting eyes were a little inexplicable.

"What are they looking at me for?"

Sit in your own seat, and carelessly glance at other people who are still peeping.

Meeting her gaze, several people who were peeking shrank their necks one after another, pretending to be reading a book or talking to someone next to them.

Frowning, he slapped the schoolbag on the table with a "snap".

She doesn't care about other people's eyes, which doesn't mean she likes being stared at like that.

Tang Mo, who was sitting next to him, was about to answer almost by reflex.

Just when he raised his head, he saw caring eyes looking to the other side.

My heart sank like this.

There were traces of sadness in the eyes.

Maybe it's because she loves gossip more.

Avril Lavigne is not very suitable for gossiping with others, no matter her appearance or temperament, and she prefers to play around rather than gossip.

Therefore, in the past, when there was such a question, the concerns were all asked of her.

It has almost become her instinctive reaction to answer the questions that Caring cares about every time.

One day, such an instinctive reaction was still there, but she and Caring became strangers.

It was so uncomfortable.

Obviously, it was she who was jealous and caring, and she was the one who felt dissatisfied, and she took the initiative to stay away.

Caring is just following her wishes.

From the beginning of the closeness, although the concern was indifferent, it was not repulsive.

Later, when he took the initiative to alienate, the concern was also readily accepted.

She is clearly in charge, why is it so uncomfortable?

"do not know."

Avril Lavigne looked more confused than concerned.

Looking around in confusion, she really caught two peeking and caring ones.

It's not the first time I've seen it, so is there any need to take a peek at it?

If you want to see it, how good is it to see it openly?
Concern, "...has anything happened at school lately?"

She feels tired.

Why do you want to find someone who has a generation gap with you to communicate with?

"Well. It seems that the person who posted the rumors about you before has been found, and it's not Wang from our class."

Avril Lavigne carefully recalled and cared about related matters.

Couldn't complain about her grammar.

Caring raised an eyebrow.

Professor Ren didn't tell her about this matter.

Some time ago, Yuan Wenyao took Jiang Yue to the hospital to visit, but no one mentioned it.

It took only half a month to find the "true culprit", which is quite efficient.

"Oh, by the way, someone said that the voice of the freshman lecture just after military training was very similar to the one shown in your two videos. Guan, what kind of professor are you really?"

Avril Lavigne suddenly leaned over, her two beautiful eyes like glazed beads stared at Caring.

"Do you think I look like a professor?"

Caring glanced at her, then turned around and took out the needed books from the schoolbag.

"That's right. You're so cold and you don't talk so much. If you are a professor, are you going to freeze people to death in class?"

Just say anything, and Avril will believe it.

care,"……"

I don't know why, but I don't feel happy.

"care……"

Some weak voices sounded behind him.

Caring lightened his brows and eyes, and turned his head to look over.

All she could see was the pages of the book in Tang Mo's hand, wrinkled into a ball under her somewhat white fingertips.

It looked almost broken.

"I want to talk to you."

He pursed his lips tightly.

A moment later, Tang Mo's voice was like a mosquito in his concerned eyes gradually stained with impatience.

The fingers gripping the pages of the book tightened even more.

Because of the force, the knuckles were slightly bluish white.

"Talk about what?"

Caring felt strange, and his eyes were stained with a touch of confusion.

In this world, no one can force the will of others.

Regardless of whether she chooses to give in to Shiyan, she returns to the Wang family and reconciles with her family.

Still be friends with Liu Xin Yulin Garden and the others, get along with each other, and deliberately alienate themselves.

This is all Tang Mo's own will and choice.

As a bystander, I can't care about it, and I don't bother to care about it.

She didn't think there was any need to talk about it.

However, Tang Mo misunderstood the meaning of concern, the tip of his nose turned sour, and tears fell without warning on the pages of the book that were wrinkled by his fingers, and even the edges were obviously damaged.

There was a crisp sound of "click".

As if hitting her heart, she was startled, and hurriedly raised her hand to wipe her tears.

Sure enough, still can't forgive?

All along, it was her self-righteous approach and alienation.

What does that have to do with caring?

There is no such thing as a friend.

Ask yourself, if someone is so close and distant, it's like playing with her.

She must also be uncomfortable.

Even, you may still disdain, and stubbornly never forgive for the rest of your life.

Caring just doesn't matter, it's just a good temper, and it's not some random dough.

What is there to feel wronged about?

It's nothing more than your own choice.

However, the grievances in her heart made it difficult for her to even breathe.

While trying to suppress the crying that came to his lips, a pack of tissues was suddenly handed over in front of him.

Slightly widening his eyes, through the hazy mist of tears, Tang Mo saw the slender and somewhat exaggerated hand in front of him.

Between the porcelain white fingers, he casually pinches a pack of chubby and soft tissues.

Looking along that hand, he suddenly saw the concern looking towards her.

The sparse eyebrows and eyes seemed to be the same as before he alienated her, and it seemed to be the same as half a minute ago.

A bit insecure.

But she felt her kindness.

Perhaps, even the estrangement is her wishful thinking.

Caring never cared.

"Thank you."

Sniffing, Tang Mo still took the tissue.

I don't know if I am reluctant or embarrassed to use it, so I just hold it in my hand and let the tears rage.

Cibai's hand reached out again and took the tissue from her.

Before he could feel his disappointment, he heard a pleasant voice mixed with confusion, "Don't you need it?"

In the next second, there was the sound of unpacking and a tissue handed over.

Startled, Tang Mo took the tissue and wiped away his tears.

With a choked voice, he whispered, "I'm sorry."

The classroom is not quiet, but there are not many people after all.

The movement here has long attracted the attention of others.

Some people were surprised, some understood it, and some just glanced at it, and then looked down at their book without much interest.

"The professor is here."

He glanced at her lightly, caring and reminding.

If you have anything to say, you can talk about it after class.

Tang Mo had no choice but to wipe away his tears, and took back all the words he had said.

It's just that the whole class seemed a little absent-minded.

After the professor finished class and left, Tang Mo even turned around eagerly, "Concern..."

"Ok?"

Caring slowly put the book back into his schoolbag, while responding lightly.

Perhaps seeing that there was something to say between the two of them, Avril Lavigne said that she would leave first, then packed her schoolbag and left.

(End of this chapter)