her little sweet orange

Chapter 82

Chen Piaopiao came back to her senses, with no expression on her face, her movements were slow and slow, she pulled the chair and walked straight out of the classroom.

Ni Huan cast a worried look at her.

The classroom was extremely quiet, Wang Yan endured his anger, stood on the podium with his hands behind his back, and let out a cold snort from his nose, extremely angry.

"Chen Piaopiao hasn't handed in her homework since last month, and she doesn't care about me as an English teacher?! You too, if you don't hand in your homework, let me pack up and get out!"

The others didn't respond, and the few people they knew were worried about Chen Piaoyao's situation, so it was hard for them to take any action due to the situation.

After Wang Yan finished complaining again, he started the boring lecture.

The sun outside today is surprisingly high, not as hot as July and August, but it is still a sunburn for Chen Piaoyao, who is wrapped in a big cotton coat.

Listening to the sound of lectures in the classroom, her mind was in a state of chaos. She wanted to think about something but was shrouded in a mess of mist, suppressed, tangled into threads, tangled into numbness, very uncomfortable.

The big sun provided enough light for the environment, and Chen Piaomiao's skin paled for a while, and the tiny blood vessels on his face could be seen if he looked carefully.

The lower half of her delicate little face was hidden in the scarf, her head was lowered, her almond eyes were slightly focused, but it was still empty upon closer inspection.

These days, she has also listened to many people's comfort and persuasion. Her parents' pain does not need to be less than her, but she still suppressed her heart to comfort her. Chen Yupiao knew that she could not continue to be so dispirited.

But I still can't help letting go of myself, telling myself not to think about things, blocking my exquisite mind, blocking my active thinking brain, otherwise once this cage is activated, my sister's misfortune will be like a sharp blade After breaking through the barrier, her heart was in a mess.

So she would rather be a walking dead.

The upper body was leaning weakly on the cold marble, the palms were sticky with sweat, and the eyes were blankly tracing the reflection of the white tiles on the ground.

Suddenly, a pair of sneakers came into her sight, she froze for a moment, then suddenly looked up.

Standing in front of him was a tall and slender man, dressed in black casual sportswear. Chen Miopiao felt that he had a good frame, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. He wore ordinary clothes with an extraordinary temperament.

He was cold and handsome, his eyes were as deep as graphite, looking at him with a bit of surprise inside, but no expression on his face.

At first glance, Chen Miopiao thought this person was handsome and tall, he was a model, right?After a second look, it was somewhat familiar.

Many people in the classroom noticed the commotion outside. A girl exclaimed in a low voice. She didn't know what she said. There was a moment of whispering in the classroom, and Wang Yan yelled a few more times before completely suppressing it.

The man in front of her was much taller than Chen Piaomiao. Even though she was tightly wrapped and bloated like a little penguin, she still looked extremely petite under the man's tall and slender figure.

Seeing him standing in front of her for a long time, with those eyes fixed on her and not speaking, Chen Miopiao frowned, feeling that this person looked more and more familiar, but couldn't remember who it was, and was about to ask.

"Piao Piao?"

Chen Piaopiao was so wrapped up that her parents didn't know her, it was rare for this person to recognize her accurately, and at this moment Chen Piaopiao felt even more puzzled.This person can recognize her, he should be someone who is very familiar with her, but she doesn't have a particularly deep impression of him.

"you know me?"

Chen Piaopiao seldom speaks recently, and when she speaks, she is a bit jerky, her voice is low and hoarse, which is not very pleasant to hear.

Lin Jingye was escorted to Peking University, and he had already left school. His father wanted him to be elected as the next mayor, and he couldn't live comfortably during the holidays. This opportunity came to see Chen Piaomiao, I didn't expect to see this child standing alone outside for punishment, with his head down, pitifully.

It's been so long since he saw Chen Yupiao sizing him up for a long time, and he thought he could say something earth-shattering and weeping. How dare this little girl not know him? ?
Right.With Chen Miao's assist, Lin Jingye was very familiar with Chen Miaomiao every day, and he was very familiar with Chen Miaomiao on one side. He was so excited at the reunion, he suddenly forgot that she had just met him once.

Miscalculation Miscalculation.

(End of this chapter)