Senior Sister Salt Department is Only Sweet To Me

Sitting in the car where her father came to pick her up, Meng Han arranged the work for the days when she was away to the ministers, and only clicked on the avatar that troubled her the most.

The girl will be disappointed. When she agreed that day, the eyes of the elementary school girl smiled really beautifully.

She couldn't help herself, the sudden change, even if she could arrange other work in an orderly manner, but thinking of the girl's loss, Meng Han would still find it difficult to speak.

[There is something temporarily, sorry I can't spend Christmas with you tonight, don't be sad, go find friends and have fun. 】

She typed the line and sighed deeply.

"I told you to resign from the student union, what's the use of that thing?" The father sitting next to her listened to her sigh, frowned and said in disgust, "Don't waste your time on it, there are a lot of things at home. Waiting for you to carry it, do you think you are a Virgin or a perpetual motion machine? So you like to serve your classmates?"

Meng Han pursed his lips, closed his eyes, and leaned his head back on the cushion, ignoring him.

There was a faint hint of impatience and irritability between the eyebrows.

For the next few days, Meng Han was completely on the move.

Accompanying grandpa to deal with Yuan's group, listening to the negotiation, eating dinner, and even shouldering the responsibilities of the young master's family, taking them to visit the major scenic spots in the city.

In the little time she spared, she ran to the auditorium as soon as she arrived at the school. The rehearsal for the New Year's Day party had reached the most urgent stage. Although most of the Minister of Literature and Art Lu Junxi was watching, she, as the president, had to go there and personally. Grab the process.

It wasn't until the weekend that she sent away the group of Yuan's group, and she had free time to go to school normally.

I haven't seen Shen Muyang for a few days, and the girl used to find opportunities to stick with her almost every day. Meng Han was not used to it for a while.

Fortunately, it's Monday, and I can see the girl again. Her Christmas present hasn't been delivered yet.

After meeting, don't be embarrassed, hurry up and send the gifts out, she really did a terrible job this time. She didn't have any gifts, and she even had a temporary Christmas date. It's really not something a qualified reserve girlfriend can do. matter.

With such thoughts in mind, the exhausted Meng Han fell into sleep.

What Meng Han didn't expect was that she, who finally returned to school, did not have a "random encounter" with a girl in the next few days.

I no longer see the girl taking advantage of the big class break, running across the long flower bed, and deliberately going to the teaching building of the second year of high school to find her.

She practiced the piano much more frequently than before, but the girl didn't run over and peek at her while doing her homework.

Meng Han remembered the girl's self-study class time. She consciously soaked in the library, but she never waited for the girl.

She even went to the tennis court several times, but the girl still didn't come to her.

She tried all the "random encounters" once, even two or three times.

Finally came to the conclusion that the girl really didn't want to see her, didn't want to see her anymore.

Probably angry.

At the end of school on Wednesday, Meng Han, who hadn't turned a page in the library holding the book "Crescent Moon Collection" all afternoon, let out a sigh of relief.

She looked at the students who came out of the window like little birds, all of them carrying schoolbags, with smiles on their faces or listlessness, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

How to do it?

It was because on the morning of Christmas day, she suddenly appeared and left in a hurry, giving the girl an unacceptable look.

Or was it because he missed an appointment that night, but only gave a light-hearted apology?

Meng Han has never been a passive person, and is used to taking all rhythms into his own hands.

But the girl is too hot and too well-behaved. She always takes the initiative to look for her before she misses her, so that she doesn't even realize that in this ambiguous relationship before falling in love, she is really serious to the girl. Somewhat unfair.

Shen Muyang knew coming to the class to block her, to the piano room, to the library, to the tennis court, and to every place she used to go.

But what about her?

She didn't even take the initiative to "ran into" a girl once, and she didn't know where the girl was used to going to the school.

She actually kept letting the younger girl run after her, but she always claimed to be the one who should take care of the younger one.

She really was a little too bad.

Fortunately, the girl is still bringing her breakfast.

When Meng Han thought of the only way to find a girl, his heart was sore and almost uncomfortable.

When the girl was even angry, she still didn't forget to bring her breakfast, and still thought about her body.

"Such a well-behaved and caring elementary school girl, you can have a little heart and cherish it."

That was what Lu Junxi had told her when the girl brought her breakfast for the first time.

After Meng Han inserted "Crescent Moon Collection" back into the bookshelf, the five slender fingers hanging by his side gradually folded into fists.

On Thursday morning, Meng Han arrived at class after six o'clock.

To avoid being shocked by the grass, she didn't turn on the light, just leaned against the tile next to the class door and waited quietly.

It was cold and there was no air conditioner. After a while, even Meng Han, who had been exercising all year round, began to feel a little unbearable.

After all, she is what she wears every day, and in her daily life, at home, in the car, and at school, there is no place that is not air-conditioned and warm like spring.

When Shen Muyang entered the second and first class of high school, she didn't notice anything unusual, but when she entered the door, she just touched the table and chairs where Meng Han's desk was, and when she was about to enter the aisle between the desks, there was a slight noise behind her. .

"Xiaoyang."

It was the voice of a senpai that I hadn't heard for many days.

With a click, the lights in the classroom were turned on.

When she turned around, she saw the beautiful girl with black hair and black eyes, who was dressed in a school uniform, and she thought about it.

There was no expression on the other party's face, and he looked at her lightly.

Almost instinctively, Shen Muyang lowered his head and avoided his sight.

She has been really unhappy recently. The family lives under the same roof, Liang Zhiqiu's belly is becoming more and more obvious, Shen Fan is very tight, but he is worried about her daughter, and seems very stretched. Every day, there are mice in the bellows. Here's a smiley face, and there's money to buy this, buy that, and coax them, because I'm afraid that the two of them will quarrel and have a very bad life.

Shen Muyang naturally looked aggrieved, but there was nowhere to vent his anger.

Senior sister has been avoiding her these days, she forcibly suppressed herself and stopped coming to see senior.

She felt that she was already reducing her sense of existence, but today, even the breakfast delivery was blocked by senior sister. Do you want her to stop sending it?

Even such a little sneaky behavior, senpai can't stand it?

Finally, to take back the last privilege.

Shen Muyang pinched the edge of the lunch box, digging his fingers unconsciously, staring at his shoes with his eyes down, he just stood there and didn't say a word.

Meng Han took a few steps closer, raised his hand to take the lunch box, his fingertips inevitably rubbed the skin on the back of the girl's hand, the obvious temperature difference made Meng Han stunned, and then her hand was caught by the girl.

The girl put the lunch box on the first row of desks by her hand, and wrapped her hand with soft, warm fingers.

He still didn't say a word, and didn't look up at her.

Feeling the warmth of the skin touching, Meng Han's heart collapsed for a moment, and he was a little speechless.

After a few seconds, she spoke.

"Is it about to be divided into arts and sciences, have you submitted a volunteer?"

Although they are only in the second year of high school, they are officially divided into arts and sciences, but Jingshui's students have good grades, so they don't have to worry about the exams. They always decide their choice before the end of the first semester of high school, and start to focus on their preferred subjects in the next semester. .

Her words had no beginning or end, and were quite abrupt, as if she had nothing to say.

Shen Muyang was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "It's due today."

"Well, did you choose science?"

This was a sure thing in Meng Han's heart. She remembered clearly how the girl firmly said that she liked science at this time last year, and that no one could control her will.

So at this moment, she was just easing the slightly awkward atmosphere between them and asking casually.

"No, I plan to choose liberal arts." The tone was inexplicably cold.

These days, Shen Muyang had been neglected and avoided, troubled by the mess at home, all the fire suddenly piled up, and all of a sudden it broke and fell.

In fact, it's not completely out of anger, she has really considered studying liberal arts.

Her limits have gradually been revealed, her talent is not high, at least in Jingshui, a place where talents gather, with her own efforts, she will definitely not be able to enter the top five in the grade.

She could clearly see the distance between herself and others, which could not be smoothed out by Meng Han's tutoring.

Probably the top ten in the grade is her limit. This time in the December monthly exam, she is the ninth, and the ninth in the grade again, the most prominent result of her promotion to high school.

So it can be inferred from this that what major she can study in the future can basically be deduced.

In this life, she was reborn. It can be said that she picked it up. She doesn't want to care too much about her life.

Now, she has Meng Han in her heart, and she likes the one she likes very much. She wants all the life trajectories in the future to overlap with Meng Han. She is worried that after choosing the science department, the work or chat between the two will be caused by different thinking. method diverges.

Then she can choose liberal arts. With her hard work and Meng Han's help, she thinks she can do it even if science is impossible.

This idea is actually a bit extreme, but she just can't calm down at the moment, her emotions are rampant in her body, she is very aggrieved and very upset, and she especially wants to do something in front of Meng Han.

"Why?" Meng Han suddenly pulled his hand back, surprised and incomprehensible.

Shen Muyang then raised his head, "Because of the liberal arts you studied, I want to follow you all the time. You are my idol, and I want to stay by your side."

The tone was very sharp, it was a low roar, dragged a slight cry, and there was already a bright mist in the eyes.

Aggrieved and stubborn, willful like a kitten that was thrown away by its owner and suffered all the heat and cold, and once again saw her furious kitten when she came to find her owner.

Meng Han's pupils shuddered, and he was almost stunned by the girl's roar. Subtle pain began to appear in his heart, and soon an unbearable soreness filled his throat.

Another idol.

Are you so obsessed? Obsessed so much that you would rather lose your life in anger?

But even if it's just feelings for idols, that's enough.

She didn't want to be entangled any more, and she didn't want to change a little bit.

Meng Han stretched out his hand to support the girl's shoulder, and tried his best to keep his voice softer, not daring to irritate her again at this time, "Xiao Yang, don't you like the science department?"

"Why do you hide from me? I'm not very annoying. I'll be more obedient. I won't stick to you all the time. Why do you have to hide from me?"

Shen Muyang answered the wrong question, sobbed in confusion and began to pour out her dissatisfaction, looking at her, the sadness in her eyes was overflowing.

Almost instantly, Meng Han figured out everything.

It's because she misunderstood her to hide from her, so she didn't come to her because she was angry, so she chose Wenke to deliberately anger her.

"I didn't hide from you, Xiao Yang." Meng Han gently raised the hand on the girl's arm, covering her head, rubbing her bangs little by little, smoothing her hair. "I'm really busy. I have something to do at home. I'm sorry to make you sad and misunderstood."

The girl's eyes loosened and she looked at her suspiciously, "Are you serious?"

"real."

This kind of Shen Muyang is too soft and fragile. Even if he blows up the burrs all over his body and tries to look unreasonable, he is so invulnerable. He seems to be baring his teeth fiercely, but he has not even grown his deciduous teeth. Little milk cat.

It made Meng Han almost want to take the girl into his arms desperately, but she can't at the moment.

She has already decided on one thing. She has something to make clear with Shen Muyang, but it can't be now. She is afraid that the girl's mood will suddenly rise and fall, and the sword will go sideways, so she really has to read the text.

The division of arts and sciences is a major event in life, and there can be no mistakes.

At this time, she could only coax.

"Xiao Yang, Senior Sister promised you that we will always be together and will not be separated. Can you choose science according to your own preferences?"

"Not good." Shen Muyang was still angry, but in fact, he had no confidence.

She believed Meng Han's explanation and felt that she might be overly sensitive and made a big oolong. The episode just now made her face even hotter. At this moment, she could only cover up her guilty conscience and embarrassment by continuing to be awkward.

Meng Han has no experience in coaxing people, and has never felt that coaxing people is a meaningless homework. If coaxing can change people's minds, then this person is really unprincipled, and she doesn't have the patience to do such nonsense. meaningful things.

But at this moment, she had to admit that it might still make sense.

However, "I hate less books when they are used." At this time, it is too late to crawl to study.

"Xiao Yang, I don't know what to do if you are like this. You make me very embarrassed."

Shen Muyang said, "Oh." He said with a guilty conscience, "Do you want to use the identity of the president to oppress me and force me to choose a rationale?"

"No." Meng Han sighed, "I want to beg you, I want to coax you, as long as you don't be stubborn."

After a pause, he said again, "I'm submissive to you, can't you see it?"

Shen Muyang stopped speaking again, she unconsciously pinched the corner of her clothes, secretly tangled, regretted and blamed herself.

She felt that she was really too bad, and even forced Senior Sister Meng Han to this step.

Still soft.

It was obvious that she was making trouble unreasonably.

"You choose according to your own interests, don't get angry and choose the text, okay?" Meng Han asked her again.

"Well." Shen Muyang nodded slightly, her face was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift it up.

"Come to me after you submit your offer, and I have something to tell you." Meng Han raised his hand to support her chin and looked into her eyes, very solemn and serious.

The author has something to say: Shen Muyang, sigh, she has no prospects again. She obviously planned to let her memory for a few days, but after hearing a few soft words from senior sister, she wanted to give her all of herself. What the hell?

This time it should be obvious, everyone can guess, who will confess first?

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