Back When My Wife Was a Teenager

Jiang Wan's expression was stiff for a moment, but soon she calmed down and looked up, showing an awkward but polite smile.

"I'm sorry."

As she said, she handed the paper to Beihuai.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The other party did not respond.

Jiang Wan was puzzled and looked up.

But seeing the girl looking down at her, her eyes were dark.

The two looked at each other, and Jiang Wan took the lead to look away. She squeezed the test paper uncomfortably.

"Bei Huai, what are you still doing? Go back to your seat and don't affect other students!"

The mathematics teacher frowned and stared at Beihuai, his eyes seemed to be looking at a pot of good soup of mouse shit, bored, but helpless.

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Bei Huai again, with intricate expressions in their eyes.

The mocking, scared, gloating, curious, everything.

After being trained well, the girl didn't even wrinkle her eyebrows, as if she was accustomed to it, and she didn't even care about it at all.

She retracted her hand on the desk, turned sideways, and looked around the classroom indifferently and calmly.

From beginning to end, I didn't say a word. But once he touched Beihuai's eyes, it felt like being stared at by the most ferocious and bloodthirsty wolf in the jungle.

It's creepy.

No one dared to provoke Beihuai blatantly, and they unconsciously looked away.

"I didn't learn all of them well, this is still in class! Look at what the **** you are, I have never seen a stupid student like you! Chen Ming, you are still sleeping, come up and solve this problem for me! No solution! Go back and copy me the paper ten times!"

The math teacher seemed to be angry, but he didn't dare to confront Bei Huai, so he could only get angry by scolding the students.

The students dared not speak.

Chen Ming: ...without throwing the pot like this.

Jiang Wan said that this drama was wonderful, after all, the days in the sixth middle school were not so interesting.

It's just...Is it serious to protect Beihuai as written in the diary? She's pretty much protecting herself.

Ignoring the math teacher's accusations, the girl glanced at the paper in Jiang Wan's hand, and her voice was still lukewarm: "No need."

no need?

Jiang Wan was taken aback for a moment, before he realized the meaning of this sentence, he saw the girl sitting back to her position.

Then…

Start to sleep on your stomach.

Jiang Wan:? ? ? Because you don't know how to attend class, so you said no?

Good guys.

After thinking for a few seconds, Jiang Wan decisively accepted Beihuai's words, did not return the papers, discarded the complicated emotions, and began to listen carefully.

On the side, Mi Shuyun looked at Jiang Wan's expression a little hard to say.

She wanted to ask if this new deskmate knew Bei Huai, or why Bei Huai knew that Jiang Wan was a transfer student.

You know, Beihuai didn't come to Class 6 for a long time. Moreover, she either slept or skipped class. She hadn't remembered the class leader at all, so she might barely recognize the class leader.

After struggling for a long time, Mi Shuyun gave up the questioning after seeing Jiang Wan's serious study appearance, and being afraid of being heard by Beihuai behind.

Deliberately ignoring the expressions of his deskmates who were hesitant to say something, Jiang Wan was serious on his face, but he was already in a daze.

She bowed her head, her eyes fixed on the test paper.

Excluding the big red fork, the roll surface is very clean, and only a few multiple-choice questions are filled in scattered, which is extremely perfunctory at first glance.

Three of the only five questions answered were wrong, which was terrible.

This is a very standard poor student test paper.

It was the first time Jiang Wan met, but her attention was not on the score, but on the column of name.

Really...is she the one she is looking for?

The person who had only written in the diary suddenly appeared next to her, and was still asleep behind her.

A bit unreal...

Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Jiang Wan sighed, picked up the red pen, and wrote the correct answer next to the place where the fork was drawn on the paper.

Forget it, just let the flow go. People have already seen it, and sooner or later they will know what the truth is.

After class was over, Jiang Wan turned around and was about to return the paper to the back desk who seemed uncomfortable.

As a result, there was no one in the back, and she didn't know when Beihuai left, she didn't notice it at all.

Pursing his lips, Jiang Wan folded the paper and placed it on Beihuai's table.

I thought I would have the opportunity to get in touch, but now it seems that even in the same class, I may not be able to speak.

When the get out of class was over, several students gathered around curiously and asked Jiang Wan questions.

Looking at the well-behaved, clean and sweet girl, who doesn't want to say a few words to her.

Jiang Wan smiled and responded one by one, with a generous and natural attitude. Her eyes are gentle, she speaks without hurries, and she always feels cordial and comfortable.

This is a very unique temperament, a kind of self-cultivation engraved in the bones.

After politely dealing with the enthusiastic classmates, Jiang Wan checked the time and felt that it was too late to find Guan Guan. It would not be nice to be late for class on the first day of the transfer, so he should wait until noon to find her.

After making up her mind, Jiang Wan flipped through the books that she would use in the next class and noticed the glances she glanced over from time to time at the same table. She turned her head and smiled slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

Peeking at the captured bag, Mi Shuyun's face instantly turned red, and she hurriedly waved her hand: "No...nothing."

Seeing Jiang Wan looking at her patiently, there was no dissatisfaction in her eyes. She paused for a moment before she said in the novel: "Just... I admire you very much. I feel like you are very good at talking. Although you only came, I feel that everyone treats you well. Very good impression." Including her.

She is different, her mouth is stupid, her brain is stupid, she has no sense of presence in the class, after all, who will pay attention to a small dust.

"Everyone has their own shining points, but you haven't discovered it yourself." Jiang Wan's tone is very gentle, she has met many girls like Mi Shuyun.

The same introversion, the same sensitivity, but in fact, such girls have a gentle and tolerant heart, and they will always consider from the standpoint of the other person.

Isn't such a girl cute?

As soon as his thoughts turned, Jiang Wan didn't know why, and a cold face appeared in Jiang Wan's mind, with a very iconic short red hair.

What is the shining point of that person?

At present, it seems that that person has many shortcomings. It is a bad student who both teachers and parents have headaches, and a bad girl who students are afraid and tired of.

But it is undeniable that she is actually a little yearning for the fearlessness of the other party.

It seems that I never fear the eyes and words of others.

Thinking wildly, the class bell rang quietly.

Jiang Wan looked back subconsciously, the back table was still empty.

She didn't come.

I don't know why, but my mood suddenly feels a little depressed.

After the entire class, the back table remained intact, and Beihuai never came back.

"Well, Jiang Wan, let's go to lunch together." The tablemate seemed to have plucked up a lot of courage, and as soon as he finished speaking, his face began to flush again.

"Sorry, I have already made an appointment, next time." Jiang Wan smiled apologetically, and walked out of the classroom under the disappointed eyes of the same table.

Taking advantage of the lack of people, Jiang Wan took out her mobile phone to send a message to Guan Guan and asked her to wait downstairs in the classroom.

The 13th Middle School has strict controls. It is not mandatory for students to bring mobile phones, but they cannot be taken out during class time. Once they are found, they will be confiscated, and more serious will be deducted.

I haven't seen Guan Guan for a while, and Jiang Wan is still excited.

When I reached the bottom of the teaching building, I saw a girl standing at the top of the stairs.

Long slightly curly hair, bright facial features, and small moles on the tip of her nose make her look more charming.

Guan Shaorong.

She grew up playing to be small, intimate enough to wear the same pair of pants. To say that apart from her parents, the person who knows her best in the world is Guan Guan.

Unlike Jiang Wan's gentle personality, Guan Shaorong's temper is much hotter, but he is also a very good person.

"Late night! I want to kill you!" As soon as they met, Guan Shaorong couldn't wait to hug Jiang Wan, her voice was so loud that she heard Jiang Wan's goose bumps.

She pretended to be disgusted, and pulled away the "giant pendant" on her body.

"It's almost enough, I can't eat anymore."

"Hehe." Guan Shaorong smirked a few times, holding Jiang Wan's arm, while sharing with her the interesting facts of the past few days, while taking her to the cafeteria.

Jiang Wan listened carefully, answering a few words from time to time.

The two of them were walking, and a girl ran over quickly, and ran into Jiang Wan's shoulder inadvertently.

With great strength, Jiang Wan was stumbling because of her steady center of gravity, so she didn't fall. Guan Shaorong hurriedly took hold, and the anger came up all at once, and shouted at the girl in dissatisfaction: "How did you walk? I didn't see anyone here!"

"Sorry, sorry." The girl apologized again and again, while picking up the drinks spilled on the ground because of the impact.

There are a lot of drinks, about ten bottles.

The girl's figure is very thin, her face faintly pale, it seems that she hasn't had a good rest for a long time.

Jiang Wan calmed down the still a little bit angry, and squatted down to help the girl pick up drinks.

"Thank you." The girl kept thanking her, but she kept her head down and didn't even look at Jiang Wan at the same time.

She seemed very anxious, and ran away after picking up the drink.

Jiang Wan looked at the girl's disappearing back, feeling inexplicable.

"What are you going to see later, let's go." Guan Guan urged suspiciously.

"It's nothing, do you think that girl was a little bit wrong." Jiang Wan withdrew his gaze.

"Ah? It's not right...Oh yes, it's quite wrong. It's such a wide area and it hits people."

Jiang Wan glanced around in silence.

Guan Guan touched his nose, his eyes were innocent: "Am I wrong?"

"No, that's right, let's go, I'm hungry." Jiang Wan chose to give up communication.

Speaking of food, Guan Guan was excited again.

"The braised pork knuckles for four meals are super delicious! The spicy pork ribs for the second meal are also a must..."

When Jiang Wan came back from dinner, and even after an afternoon class, he didn't see Beihuai come back.

Jiang Wan glanced at the test paper on the table and couldn't help asking, "Is it okay if she doesn't go to class like this?"

"Huh?" Mi Shuyun, who was suddenly questioned, was a little confused, and it took two seconds to realize who Jiang Wan was asking.

"The teachers have selectively ignored her, and they taught the director to take care of her. It is said that her father was an investor in No. 13 Middle School, so she has not been expelled."

"So, it's not the same to have money at home, it's a wave of energy."

I could hear that Mi Shuyun disliked Beihuai very much.

Jiang Wan didn't say anything, she lowered her eyelids to cover the strange light under her eyes.

It sounds like it's unbearable.

But... is that the real her?

—

All the curtains were closed tightly, and no light could penetrate.

The room did not turn on the lights, it was dark and quiet.

Bei Huai lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly, letting loneliness wrap her up.

As if knowing that no matter how hard it was struggling, she simply gave up.

Indulge directly in the embrace of darkness.

As time passed by, she was motionless, like a sculpture.

"Jingle Bell-"

The harsh bell cut through the surging darkness, like splitting two parallel faces about to meet.

Beihuai didn't move, as if he hadn't heard it.

The phone's ringtone rang tirelessly, and after a short pause, it continued to yell again.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to know that Beihuai deliberately didn't answer, and kept calling.

Like a tug-of-war, neither side would admit defeat.

I don't know how long it took, the phone finally stopped ringing, and the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be tired.

"Ding Dong"

It is the alert tone of the message.

After two seconds, Bei Huai took the phone slowly, and her face looked a little pale under the cold white screen.

Ignoring dozens of missed calls, she clicked on the text message.

—Tonight is your dad’s birthday, be sure to be there!

Strong as always, with a tone that doesn't allow for a beak.

Bei Huai twitched at the corner of her mouth, his brows and eyes were full of disdain and mockery. She deleted the text message easily.

The family of three had a good birthday, and Ms. Yun had to squeeze in abruptly, even asking her to go to the disgusting people.

She closed her eyes, her stomach began to churn, and when she thought of the faces of those people, she felt a desire to vomit.

Disgusting is really disgusting.

Both the Bei family and Yun Manzhu made her feel sick.

If possible, she would rather never be in this world.

Unfortunately, there is no if.