The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

"Mo Mo!" An Xia Xia exclaimed, and hurried to help her.

Su Xiaomo looked around with confusion, and sat back in his chair with the help of An Xia Xia.

Nangong Jing laughed and laughed: "Su Xiaomo! Fool! Fool! You can fall down while sitting ... Ahaha!"

Su Xiaomo didn't pounce on him to find his account as usual. The laughter of Nangong Jing was rattling in the air, like a duck call.

"That's enough, you! Make fun of people on a different occasion!" As a good base friend, Kang Jian, he stepped forward and slap it on Nangong Jing's forehead.

An Xia Xia reached out and shook in front of Su Xiaomo: "Mo Mo, what are you talking about?"

Su Xiaomo yelled at her with a difficult smile: "Nothing ... I didn't sleep well last night. I'll make up for it."

Then, she ignored Anxiaxia's concern and lay on the table.

The eyes were sour, and he sniffed sniffily, and a few tears fell down unexpectedly. The ticks soon soaked the sleeves.

The teenager in the back row was so gentle as the spring breeze, when she lowered her head, she put down the book in her hand.

He Jiayu watched Su Xiaomo quietly, she was lying there quietly, but he could feel the intense sadness in her body.

Because of his words, was she so ... sad?

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Time goes back to the New Year's Day.

Rong Che was greeted by Ze Yi, the scene was chaotic, and after everything was resolved, it was already more than eleven in the evening. He was about to go to bed, but received a text message from Su Xiaomo.

"I'm downstairs ... uh, can you meet?" It was the girl's nervous and shy tone.

He went downstairs, Su Xiaomo wrapped in a beige scarf, his eyes lit up above the sky and stars, smiling brightly at him.

"What happened to you, are you all right? Just went to see Xia Xia, she was scolded by Sister Ke, her eyes were red ..."

"I'm fine." He Jiayu smiled at her: "Is there something wrong?"

Su Xiaomo twisted his fingers behind him for a long time, and then gathered the courage and handed the bag behind him: "Happy New Year, He Jiayu."

That bag contains the last scarf.

He Jiayu was suddenly stunned and suddenly understood why Su Xiaomo had hid when he saw him some time ago.

This gift was originally intended for him.

He smiled, reached out to take it, and was gentle and elegant: "Thank you."

Su Xiaomo's face was crimson: "You're welcome ... Yes, I wish you a Happy New Year, a healthy longevity ... Ah, what the hell, anyway, every day will be better than one day!"

Suddenly, Su Xiaomo gasped slightly, staring at the tender face of the boy in front of him.

He kept laughing, but ... made her feel so distant and so indifferent.

That's right, it's indifference.

The emotion that shouldn't appear on He Jiayu.

He should be in the spring breeze in April, warm and warm, it makes people feel warm and comfortable ...

The next second, she confirmed her guess--

"Thank you for your new year's gifts and blessings, Su Xiaomo, you are really a good friend." He smiled, not knowing how hurtful he was to say: "In the new year, you have to be good ,good friend."

Su Xiaomo was stupid.

friend? good friend?

Has he always only regarded himself as a friend? !!

"He Jiayu ... you ..."

"I have someone I like." Wenrun's young smile bloomed in a moment, and became sobbing and slicing in her heart.