Chen Juan held He Songnan's cell phone and sat in the stands of the sports field, facing the dark screen, a little confused.

After he and Lin Yu were surprised that after lunch, they did not go back to the sports field immediately and went to the north building to find He Songnan.

The sports meet has nothing to do with the third year of high school. The juniors and juniors in the first and second year of high school are very lively on the sports field. The third year of high school is doing the papers silently and silently in the north building.

Lonely as snow.

Other people's excitement is others' excitement, and it has nothing to do with me.

He Songnan was in pain.

He felt that the only fun of his senior year of high school life with various test papers every day was when he had lunch break with his friends, and he also had a two-week physical education class.

As a result, his friends don’t often have lunch with him now.

After he sacrificed himself and would rather suffer than protect his friends from flirting with girls, and not let him lose his love for girls.

What a fucking friend!!

He Songnan is so angry.

So when their class had a long time to go to sports in the first afternoon, Chen Juan came to find him, He Songnan scolded him.

"What the hell are you a friend Chen Juan?" He Songnan stood next to the blackboard newspaper and raised his hand to point at him, "For you, there are people watching at my class every day now. I admit it. Now I don't even eat with me? Do you think about how many days have you been looking for me?"

Chen Juan sat on his table, stepping on the back of the chair, impatiently: "Are you a little girl? Do I have to accompany you for twenty days in a month?"

He Songnan smiled: "That's not necessary. You only have twenty days of classes a month, junior."

Chen Jue said "tsk".

He Songnan noticed his abnormality and jumped around for two steps: "What's wrong? Who messed with you, Master Juan."

Chen Jue buckled his phone on his desktop with a "smack": "I'll ask you."

He Songnan said respectfully: "You ask."

Chen Juan said: "Why didn't you fall in love with you?"

"Because I didn't have a fucking childhood." He Songnan said.

Chen Juan looked at him expressionlessly, remained silent for three seconds, and continued: "Then imagine you have it now."

He Songnan said: "What does it look like?"

Chen Ren reluctantly, he said two words: "Hello, okay."

He Songnan said: "Then my fucking, I must be in love with her."

Shen Jue: "..."

The boss said "tsk" again, obviously not satisfied with the answer.

"Then I won't talk to her," He Songnan changed his words quickly. "A high school student, I have to study hard, talk about his fucking love, talk about his fucking love, and talk about his fucking love between men and women. I won't like anyone."

Chen Juan didn't say anything this time, but the air pressure was lower than it seemed just now.

He Songnan was helpless and also took a picture of his phone on the desktop: "Brother, what answer do you want to hear? Teach me, and I'll tell you."

Chen Juan just didn't know what answer he wanted.

He Songnan usually looks like a love expert, proficient in forty-nine ways to flirt with girls, and exchanges methods of picking up girls with Jiang Han every day, but now it seems that Chen Juan thinks he is a fool.

Boss Shen was surrounded by a puzzled mood that he had never experienced before, and barrage in his mind began to pass by wildly-

What should I do if my deskmate has two handsome childhood sweethearts?

Will the deskmate fall in love with one of her two handsome childhood sweethearts?

Is the deskmate looking down on other men now because his childhood friend is so beautiful?

But what's the fucking relationship with him?

Chen Juan thought about the barrage that had something to do with him again.

Which deskmate thinks is more handsome, Lu Jiaheng or Shen Juan?

...

Chen Jiao’s temple was in pain and he started to have a migraine again.

The bell rang and the physical education class ended. He sighed, raised his long legs, got off the table, touched his cell phone from the table, and walked towards the sports field.

Back at the stands of Class 10, Lin Yujing was chatting with Cheng Yi, tilting his head intently, supporting his head, and not noticing the movements around him.

However, Cheng Yi saw him and the two looked at each other. Cheng Yi turned his head and suddenly asked, "If one day Chen Juan talked about a girl, your only friend in this place would have to keep a distance, would you feel unhappy?"

I was so tired that I paused.

"I was so happy that I jumped up and bought him two more five hundred firecrackers to celebrate." Lin Yu said in surprise.

Shen Jue: "..."

Oh.

I smiled with a deep and tired air.

He faced Lu Jiaheng and Cheng Yi's seemingly vague glance, sat down expressionlessly, pulled out his cell phone, with a calm and cold expression, looking completely unaffected and heard nothing.

As he clicked the home button, Lin Yu turned his head in shock.

Chen Juan saw the wallpaper of a charming big-breasted girl with a six-digit password on it, and was confused for a moment.

When did he become this wallpaper?

He was stunned for a moment and quickly realized.

This is his fucking He Songnan's cell phone.

The two people have the same mobile phone models, and they don’t like to use protective covers. They are indeed the same when they put the screen together in black, and they don’t pay attention when they leave.

But Lin Yujing was staring at him now.

What is the fucking password for He Songnan, this broken mobile phone?

Chen Juan pressed Lin Yu's shocked gaze and looked at the six-digit password on the screen. He tightened the corners of his lips, and his fingertips were scattered on the screen. He looked like he was playing with his phone seriously and completely ignored her.

Fortunately, Lin Yujing quickly went to the Sports Committee to talk about her project, and accompanied Wen Zihui to check and record. Chen Juan drooped his eyelids, locked the screen, got up and walked to the north building.

The campus was silent. He Songnan and his class should be in class at this moment. He had to wait until they finished class before they could find him to change it back.

Chen Jian hand-written it into his pocket and walked slowly along the basketball court.

He recalled what happened when he first met Lin Yu in the first time a few days before school started.

Chen Juan had never been in a relationship, but he was not a fool. He seemed to have too much attention and care for Lin Yujing.

At first, it was just because she tried to restrain her thorns, but she was still very eye-catching. She was so sad that she would slump on the ground in the next second, but she wanted to pretend to be nothing. This contradictory feeling made him feel that this person was quite interesting.

Why did he find that she is really interesting?

But this does not explain the irritability he needs to suppress when facing her male friend.

Also, why did he have a little unspeakable reaction when she called his brother?

Before he left school, Chen Juan was chased by many girls. He had a wide range of types and was full of coquettish people. He had no other feelings except trouble.

Lin Yujing is a different one.

But he couldn't tell what was different.

Or he had actually felt that the abnormal possessiveness was because of what?

But he didn't really want to admit it.

Why don't you?

Because Lin Yujing had no idea about him.

Her every move, every word and action was revealing a message - she had no messy thoughts about him, just to simply trust him and treat him as a friend.

I treat you as my deskmate and want to be good friends with you, but you are full of colored waste. I call you brother and you will all react.

This is so fucking scary.

Chen Juan walked to the entrance of the north building, leaned against the pillar, and sighed.

Until Wen Zihui's shot put game ended, Chen Juan did not reply to the message.

Lin Yujing began to regret it.

After thinking about it carefully, she felt that her question was a bit too straightforward.

Chen Juan may think she was abrupt and the relationship between the two was not at that level.

But after asking, she couldn't withdraw it. Since the other party did not reply, she was embarrassed to say something else, otherwise she would have done so much.

Lin Yujing returned to the stands of Class 10 and found that Chen Juan was missing.

She glanced around but didn't see anyone else. She turned to look at Cheng Yi: "Where is my deskmate?"

"He left as soon as you left," Cheng Yi said carelessly, "I thought he was going to find you."

"Ah," Lin Yujing sat down, put his elbow on his knees, and supported his head. After a while, he responded meaninglessly, "Ah..."
To be continued...