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Tang Xia had never seen Han Yu like this at this moment.

He was so proud, so arrogant, she even felt that a person like him should never bow his head or apologize.

But he really said the three words "I'm sorry", as light as the wind, as light as the cloud, but as firm as his eyes.

Tang Xia suspected that she had heard wrong.

But no.

The young man's face is still handsome, and the heavens have crafted this treasure with great care, and also endowed him with the capital of arrogance. However, his arrogance that has lasted for more than ten years was shattered today, like a surprise that had been brewing for a long time, captivating people's hearts and souls.

At that time, she didn't understand, and there was a little distrust in her eyes when she looked at him.

"Han Yu," Tang Xia hesitated, "Are you going to punish me again?"

The young man's expression froze for a moment, then his sullenness gradually rose, and his brows became sharp.

He clenched his fists, and was about to turn around and leave almost immediately, but for some reason, the forbearance in his heart occupied most of it, and finally fixed him in place.

Han Yu said—

"Tang Xia, I'm serious."

His usually deep eyes became clear for a moment, like the reflection of the galaxy in the sky, sprinkled with a little sparkle.

Tang Xia still didn't believe it, "Come on, it's actually like this now...it's pretty good," she shrugged and smiled, with a hint of relief on her brows, "You don't have to be like this."

Han Yu's eyes sank.

that's it?

how?

He said, put an end to it.

She said, no.

no? !

"You—" Han Yu is not a very patient person, and his temper is also a little stubborn. Tang Xia still refuses when he condescends to ask for reconciliation?

He choked the word in his throat and stared at the girl with an angry expression.

Sure enough.

Tang Xia smiled knowingly.

Han Yu is Han Yu after all, what he needs is not her forgiveness, but obedience.

Submissive and submissive.

Tang Xia saw that he returned to his original nature in an instant, so he didn't point it out. He just turned around and took out the test paper he had stuffed into the desk drawer, smoothing the wrinkles and saying, "Look, you wrinkled it , When I think about it, I realize that no matter how hard I try, I can't erase these crumpled marks."

There was something in her words, Han Yu could hear it.

Tang Xiadun pointed to the insulation box on Zou Ziyu's table, and said after a while, "Put it away, everyone will be back soon."

Han Yu wants to save face, if his classmates see him, he will definitely get a bad face. Tang Xia reminded him that it can be regarded as showing some affection to each other.

But the young man didn't think so. He was rejected, so he didn't have the time to think about it. He fixed his eyes on Tang Xia, and replied word by word: "Either you accept it, or you throw it away," he seemed puzzled, and then He answered harshly, "The things I send out will never be taken back."

After all, he didn't care how Tang Xia reacted, and went out angrily.

Tang Xia felt for the first time that Han Yu was quite childish.

She had no choice but to cover the insulation box, tie up the bag, and then help Zou Ziyu clean the table that was dirty. As soon as the cleaning was finished, there was a noise outside the classroom, and it seemed that get out of class was over early.

Tang Xia had nowhere to deal with the bone soup, so she simply stuffed it into her drawer.

That afternoon Zou Ziyu asked more than once—

"Did you smell something, it smells so good."

Embarrassed, Tang Xia stammered, "No...no."

Then she clearly heard Han Yu in the back seat sneer.

When school was over, Tang Xia sat still in her seat, she had to wait for the whole class to leave before leaving.

Because there is still a hot potato in the drawer that has not been resolved.

But Han Yu seemed to be doing it on purpose, sitting still like her on purpose, and didn't even clean up the homework on the table.

Fu Han ran over as usual, "Tang Xia, shall I see you off?"

Ever since Tang Xia was injured, Fu Han volunteered to pick her up. But in those days, it was okay for girls to ride boys' bicycles once or twice, but if the number of times was too high, the classmates around them would discuss it more or less.

Discuss whether it is puppy love.

Of course, it's not the worst thing for a classmate to see it, but if the teacher sees it, it will be a big misunderstanding. Tang Xia considered this, and kept rejecting Fu Han.

This is still the case today.

Fu Han didn't force her, "Okay, then be careful on the road." He waved his hand and left the classroom first.

After Tang Xia watched him go out, she slowly stood up.

As soon as she got up, from the corner of her eye, she saw that Han Yu was also starting to organize her schoolbag at the same time.

How strange.

Tang Xia thought.

The girl took out the thermal box from the drawer and gently placed it on Han Yu's desk, "I'll return it to you."

There are still a few students in the classroom who are cleaning, and they don't pay attention to them.

The young man glanced at it in disgust, "I said, don't throw it away." His tone was not very good, probably because he felt that he was irritated by Tang Xia's anger.

Tang Xia didn't want to conflict with him, so she turned around and put on her schoolbag, ready to leave. The heat preservation box was still on Han Yu's desk, she didn't take it away.

As soon as I walked to the door, there was a sudden "bang" sound behind me!

All the hygiene students were surprised.

Tang Xia turned her head.

Han Yu swung the thermos box to the ground, spilled a piece of soup, and made a mess everywhere.

She sighed, feeling more and more that her decision was correct.

Even if they reconcile, she won't be too happy getting along with this boy.

personality clashes.

Tang Xia bowed her head and left.

After all, it's already March, and the weather has warmed up in the past two days, and the wind is not so biting on the body.

Tang Xia waited at the station as usual, but there was no one at the station, she was alone. The girl is also used to it, hanging her head and thinking about her thoughts.

However, there seemed to be someone approaching suddenly.

Tang Xia was startled, and became vigilant.

She raised her eyes, and subconsciously took a step back, waiting to concentrate and look carefully, she couldn't help being stunned.

He happened to be hidden under the street lamp, and the light hit his body directly, giving him a hazy beauty. Tang Xia couldn't see his face clearly, but the slender figure and familiar outline of the young man in front of him were clearly Han Yu.

"You take the car too?"

Without thinking about it, the words have already been asked first.

Han Yu said in a rather stern voice, "Yes."

Tang Xia suddenly remembered that she ran into Han Yu on the bus last semester.

But he shouldn't know.

The two were relatively silent.

Silence is an awkward thing, and you can even feel an invisible air of tension moving back and forth between the two of you.

Finally, the car came.

Tang Xiasong let out a sigh of relief.

At that time, transportation cards were not popular yet, so she put coins into the car and sat in the seat she was used to.

The first row of the rear seat, by the window.

Han Yu followed closely behind, taking a look at the entire carriage.

There were not many passengers, only five or six people were scattered in every corner of the carriage, and some of them were dozing with their heads up, showing their ugly faces.

Han Yu pursed his lips and walked towards Tang Xia.

The girl watched him sit on the seat next to her.

Then he said, "Tang Xia, what exactly do you want?"