or you, love should be more important than work, right Since you miss your boyfriend so much, why not buy a train ticket and rush to him Maybe this little separation will make your relationship feel f...Not only did he shower her with favors, but he even sold himself out for her, and in return, she said such a heartless thing.

Ming Sihan snorted and moved away from Lian Xing'er, starting to fiddle with his shirt collar in a very bad mood. He wasn't just angry, his neck was red, and even his ears were flushed.

When Lian Xing'er saw Ming Sihan's face was not good, she walked over. With her hands behind her back, she tiptoed and looked up at him, her voice suddenly soft and sweet as she tried to appease him: "Hey, don't be angry!"

"I'm going to take a shower, too lazy to deal with you." Ming Sihan glanced at Lian Xing'er, then turned and went into the bedroom.

Lian Xing'er secretly smiled, then happily returned to the table and continued to drink her porridge.

When taking a shower, Ming Sihan touched his abs with some bewilderment.

This was something he had trained diligently for three months, and it was actually criticized by that girl!

After Ming Sihan finished his shower, Lian Xing'er had already finished breakfast and put on the new clothes he bought for her.

After buying her some clothes, he went to the laundromat and asked the attendant to wash and dry them thoroughly. Then, he went to buy breakfast before returning to pick her up.

Early in the morning, he had been running around for her. When he saw her wearing the clothes he bought for her, his heart was especially happy.

Sometimes, there was still a kind of impulse in his heart: he still wanted to buy a house, a car, and jewelry for this girl, wanting to buy the best things in the world for her.

Ming Sihan quickly finished his breakfast and sent Lian Xing'er back to her school dormitory.

He watched as the little stars safely climbed into their dormitory building before turning around and running back to his own room.

Lian Xing'er and Gu Qianning were in class when all the boys in their class were suddenly called out by their homeroom teacher.

After school, they heard that all the boys in the school had been called to the playground to run.

However, no one knows the reason behind it.

After the boys in the class finished their run, the girls hurried over to get the inside scoop. As a result, even the boys themselves didn't know what had happened.

When all the girls were gossiping about it, crowding around the boys, only Lian Xing'er remained unusually calm, sitting in her own seat unmoved.

Just when Lian Xing'er was all alone, a thick and short hand reached out with a pink envelope, sliding it under her eyelid.

Lian Xing'er sat in her seat, her gaze following the rough hand. She unconsciously looked up until she met the eyes of a boy with a buzz cut and black-rimmed glasses. She asked him faintly, "Classmate, is there something"

They'd been in the same class for two or three months now, but she only ever called him "classmate."

However, Xing'er indeed didn't recognize the boy in front of her.

The boy pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and introduced himself: “My name is Hong Zhiye, I hope you can remember my name, after all, we are classmates.”

"Oh!" Lian Xing'er replied, but instead of taking the envelope Hong Zhiye offered her, she continued to read her book with her head bowed.

"Lian Xing'er, this is a letter for you, I hope you'll take a look." Hong Zhiye blushed and this time placed the envelope directly on Lian Xing'er's book.

Lianxing bit her lower lip helplessly, just about to pick up the letter, when a long and handsome hand snatched it away first.

Then with a "bang," a figure plopped down on the table.

Lian Xing'er stared blankly as she looked up. Ming Sihan was sitting on the table, one foot on the ground and the other suspended in mid-air, looking meaningfully at the pink letter in his hand.

"Your name is Hong Zhiye, isn't it" Ming Sihan's star-like eyes narrowed slightly, sizing up Hong Zhiye from head to toe. His tone was cold and questioning.

The originally noisy classroom fell silent in an instant. Almost everyone's eyes were fixed on this side, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.

Hong Zhiye had originally just been blushing, but now that Ming Sihan asked him like this, his neck was also red.

Just as everyone was waiting to see him make a fool of himself, Lian Xing'er suddenly pulled out a ten-yuan bill from her pencil case and stuffed it into Hong Zhiye's hand: "Thank you! Hong classmate, you ran errands for me and bought me the pink envelope I wanted. I'm in a hurry to use it to put in a greeting card and send it to my idol."

"Oh, no, don't mention it," Hong Zhiye stammered, pulling at his hair as he looked at Lian Xing'er stuffing ten yuan into his hand. The words he had wanted to say were now stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single one.

The classmates who had been waiting to see him, Hong Zhiye, make a fool of himself, withdrew their gazes and resumed their boisterous chatter.

Lian Xing'er took advantage of the situation to snatch the pink letter back from Ming Sihan's hand. Then, nonchalantly, she took out a card the size of a greeting card from the drawer, opened the envelope, and tucked the card inside.

Her movements flowed seamlessly, as natural as could be.

Seeing the situation, Hong Zhiye blushed and gave a shy greeting: "Then I'll go first, you guys chat slowly."

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