Chapter 18

Eat a meal, drink a little wine, and after two days, the matter is almost understood.But Qiao Bailu didn't have time to listen. After two days, it was time for her to go back to school.

Passing by the classroom, I poked my head to look inside, and it happened that Xie Jiayuan was there. The young man's eyes were clear, and when he saw her, he smiled: "Are you back?"

"Well, are you reading again? It's time for dinner later, aren't you going to eat?" Qiao Bailu asked, turning in by the way, and took out a bag containing a few buns: "Hey, my mother made it, here you are eat."

Xie Jiayuan was not polite, took it, nodded and said, "I'll eat in a while, are you coming to study at night?"

"Come on, I haven't done my homework." Qiao Bailu sighed: "There are so many homework every week, or you let me copy them, and I don't want to write them anymore."

Xie Jiayuan shook his head: "No, may I tell you that you can't copy your homework, that's enough, hurry back and put your things away, come over later, I'll buy some soup, you can come over later to drink, where is your lunch box?"

Qiao Bailu pulled out a lunch box from the hole in her desk. The dormitory was a little far away, and her classmates all put the lunch box in a drawer or on the window sill or on the radiator.Passing the lunch box to Xie Jiayuan, Qiao Bailu waved his hand: "Then I'll go back first, I want to drink eight-treasure porridge."

Xie Jiayuan responded, watched her walk away, then slowly got up, and went to the cafeteria with two lunch boxes.

After putting away the things in the dormitory, Qiao Bailu went directly to the classroom.After waiting for a while, Xie Jiayuan came back with two lunch boxes, porridge on the bottom and vegetables on the top. Although the taste was mediocre, it was not inedible.

Xie Jiayuan didn't like to talk when he was eating. His hands were big, but his fingers were long and slender. His nails were neatly trimmed to the flesh, and his skin was white.These hands alone looked pretty, Qiao Bailu really wanted to rub them.But when I think that the two people are only said to be together at the moment, but not actually together, I dare not take the initiative too much.

How could I fall in love with the instructor so blindly back then, and then give up such a gentle and dedicated student master?

Hey, it's all because of my inexperience back then. Long-distance relationships were already hard work. In my sophomore year, I met a tall and handsome instructor. Just dizzy.

"I'm going to wash the dishes!" Seeing that Xie Jiayuan had finished eating, Qiao Bailu hurriedly snatched the lunch box, said with a smile, and hurriedly ran out of the classroom without waiting for Xie Jiayuan's reaction.The meals at school don’t have much oil and water, and there’s no need for dish soap. Rinse them twice with hot water, and they’ll be clean.

Back in the classroom, Xie Jiayuan started reading again.Qiao Bailu didn't bother him, she took out her homework, and began to write seriously. She lowered her head and wrote seriously, and she didn't even notice Xie Jiayuan's eyes when she looked over.If she wants to catch up with Xueba, even if she changes to liberal arts, she can't relax at all.

Besides, liberal arts is not a no-brainer, and mere endorsement is not enough.When she was in high school, even if she was not good in physics, she could get a passing grade by scratching the line, but in her previous life, she stumbled in geography, and she failed for the first time, which was a shame since she went to school. I just gritted my teeth and studied science.

It's embarrassing to think about it, losing without a fight, why were you so cowardly back then?

(End of this chapter)

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