Love Him Secretly Then

I don't want to go

The math teacher didn't respond to Yu Yuanqing's serial gun attack for a long time. He looked at the mirror in his hand, put it on Yu Yuanqing's desk, and said dryly, "take care of it!"

The back table smashed Yu Yuanqing's back, gave him a thumbs up, then clasped his hands, "big brother, cow! After that, I'll follow you! "

Yu Yuanqing complacently stroked his chin, "little idea."

The back of the disturbance did not affect the two people, they are almost done together, the hands of Lu he's chalk and paper

Su Ruan's chalk fell into the chalk box on the platform.

See two people finish, mathematics teacher quickly came up, he just from Yu Yuanqing just shot like to attack slowly.

Looking at their answers, they looked satisfied. "Su Ruan and Lu he did the right thing, but we haven't learned the method they used for solving problems yet. We just use the two problems they did. Let me tell you about them."

Su Ruan is wiping the chalk on her finger. Song Siqiao is close to her, and her face is full of adoration. "The teacher hasn't said that you all know it, and it's too powerful!" After that, she changed her expression and said, "is your brain different from ours? Why can't I understand what the teacher said?"

Song Siqiao's grades are also good, but she belongs to the type of temporary cramming. She is crazy every exam,

The cone pricks the thigh.

But she has a good memory, so she gets a good score in every exam.

Su Ruan in Song Siqiao hook fingers, smile some mysterious, song Siqiao close to the past, Su Ruan way: "eat pig brain, eat what make up."

Song Siqiao opened his eyes, "really? Do you often eat it? "

Su Ruan was amused by her appearance, and her dimples on her baby's fat face seemed to make people intoxicated. "Fake, you believe it."

Lu he's mouth at the back of the car was slightly crooked and soon disappeared.

Song Siqiao stretched out his hand to scratch Su Ruan's waist. Su Ruan quickly begged for mercy, "I'm wrong, wrong, wait for the teacher to see it."

When song Siqiao heard that the teacher was going to see him, he sat up straight.

After school, Su Ruan carries her backpack and says goodbye to song Siqiao. She is ready to go to her mother's shop first.

Su's mother opened a flower shop near her former school, No.8 Middle School. Su Ruan went to school to help.

Now I'm transferred to Tianhua. It's a little far away from the florist, but it's not too far. It's about 20 minutes.

Su Ruan's hands were holding the strap of her backpack, and she didn't walk very fast.

Remembering that she still had the lollipop song Siqiao gave her today in her pocket, Su Ruan took it out, peeled the candy paper and put it in her mouth.

Orange lollipop, sour and sweet.

The florist's business has been a bit slack recently.

"Ma." Su Ruan went in and didn't see her mother. She called.

Su's mother heard the voice coming in from the side door. The voice was reproachful, but more concerned, "I don't want you to come, so far back and forth." Su soft tongue, "not far, I don't want to stay at home alone, just to accompany you."

Only in her mother's side, Su Ruan can act like a spoiler without fear.

Su's mother especially likes flowers, especially roses. When she fell in love with Su Ruan's father, they discussed opening a flower shop.

When Su Ruan's father died, Su Ruan was just two years old. She started a flower shop by herself, biting her teeth.

Fortunately, Su Ruan has never let her worry for so many years.

Su Ruan is more mature than her peers. She has known that she is different from others since she was a child. She envies those people who have fathers. At the beginning, she asks her mother why she has no father.

Later, she grew up. Every time she asked, the faint smile on her mother's face would disappear. She knew that this question would make her mother sad and unable to ask.

Su Ruan reaches out her hand and flicks off the water on the side petals.

In front of the door came a man, who was still wearing work clothes. He patted his clothes at the door and walked with some embarrassment

Come in.

Su soft toward him smile, "Hello, is to buy flowers?"

The man nodded, laughing very simple and honest, "daughter-in-law, today's birthday, buy her a bunch of flowers, happy, married so many years also did not give her anything."

When Su Ruan saw him talking, she was licking her lips all the time. She went to the nearby water dispenser, took out a disposable cup and handed it to him. Su Ruan's voice was soft and sweet. "What kind of flowers does your wife like?"

The man hurriedly took the water from Su Ruan's hand and quickly said, "thank you, thank you." his dark face showed a smile, "she likes lilies. In the past, when we got married, holding flowers in our hands was lilies. She said that the meaning is good, and a hundred years is good."

Su's mother came in from the side. She just heard the man's last words, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.

Su's mother picked out the lilies for the man, then wrapped them up and handed them to the man. "I hope you can have a long life together."

Man repeatedly thanks, "you too, a hundred years old, grow old together."

Su Mu chuckled, "thank you."

The one who grew up with her left a long time ago.

The man left with the flower in his arms. The wife who received the flower must be very happy.

Su Ruan looks at her mother and stares at the door. She doesn't disturb her. She just sits at the small table in the shop, takes out her cell phone and puts on her headphones

Open the music, and then take out a competition exercise to concentrate on the problem.

Their Florist usually closes at eight o'clock. When Su Ruan raises her head from the topic, Su Mu is ready to close.

Put the book in the bag, wrap the earphone and put it in the pocket. Go to the door and help Su Mu pull up the rolling door. They walk side by side.

They haven't had dinner yet. When they get home, Su Ruan puts her schoolbag back in her bedroom and comes out to see what her mother is doing.

Su Ruan's dinner is almost always eaten at eight or nine o'clock in the evening. It's strange to say that she is still so thin and doesn't gain weight at all.

There was some rice left at noon. Su Mu cooked fried rice with eggs and vegetables. Su Ruan took out two glasses of orange juice from the refrigerator. She took a sip from the glass. It was cold and cold, and she spat out her tongue.

At dinner, Su's mother put down her chopsticks and asked Su Ruan, "your uncle recently took part in a competition in the museum. He wants you to take part in the competition. Do you want to go?"

Su soft's eyes flashed and shook her head. "I don't want to go."

Su Mu said, "I'll help you turn him down tomorrow."

Su's mother always respects Su Ruan's opinions. She never interferes in anything Su Ruan doesn't want to do.

Basically, everything about Su Ruan is up to her to make her own decisions.

Su Ruan's uncle opened a Taekwondo Hall. Su Ruan had learned Taekwondo there since she was a child, and now she is a black belt.

Mother said it's good for girls to learn some martial arts, which can help them defend themselves.

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During the break, Li He, a member of the class, came to discuss with Su Ruan.

A very white boy, weak without wind, Su Ruan moved his book to the side, so that he could put down the exercises.

Li he listens to Su Ruan's attentive explanation to him. He is distracted and is pulled back by Su Ruan's light cough.

Su soft micro pursed lips, "understand?"

In fact, Li he didn't listen to her clearly. His mind was taken away by her voice, but he couldn't wipe away his face and was embarrassed

Smile, "almost."

When the bell rings, Li he goes back to his seat. A girl in a miniskirt passes Su Ruan's seat. She wipes Su Ruan's stationery bag by hand and drops the stationery on the ground.

Su Ruan was surprised and looked up at her. The girl held her arms with a smile. "Oh, I'm so sorry. The teacher will come soon. I'll go back to my seat quickly. Please pick it up by yourself."

Before Su Ruan had time to say anything, song Siqiao couldn't help it. "Tang Wanqing, if you don't want to be shameful, you won't say sorry if you touch other people's things, and let others pick them up by themselves. Parenting is a good thing," song Siqiao rolled his eyes. "It's a pity you don't have it."

Tang wanqingzheng wants to get angry. Lu he and Yu Yuanqing come in.

Yu Yuanqing is holding the basketball in his hand, and his clothes are almost soaked with sweat.

Lu he was about one meter away from him, as if he was afraid of being thrown by his sweat.