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"How did you find such a pure place?" Following Zhong Jiahui, Wang Bo looked around and found that this "Qingyaxuan" was indeed as its name, quiet and quiet. He could not see the loud noises of ordinary teahouses, nor could he hear the noise of the cards. The noise of shuffling cards during mahjong was more like a book than a teahouse. This place is equal to a mahjong hall in all directions, and it is simply unimaginable.

"A classmate in the class brought me here. There was no card game here. Although the business was not very good, the environment was very clean and the price was not much more expensive than the teahouse outside. After visiting once, I fell in love with it. Sometimes when I was on the street, I was tired or in a bad mood, I would sit here." Zhong Jiahui also replied in a low voice, as if she was afraid of destroying the purity of the place, and led Wang Bo to a location near the inner room. The location in this teahouse was also set up with unique ingenuity. Although there were no private rooms like restaurants and KTVs, there were green plants and hanging baskets with hanging ceilings, which were closed with good privacy.

"What a nice pleasure!" Wang Bo nodded and praised the other party's taste.

Zhong Jiahui took the menu from the waitress and asked Wang Bo what tea to drink. Wang Bo said that she had no particular concerns about tea and asked Zhong Jiahui to order it casually. Zhong Jiahui ordered a pot of Maojian. She actually didn't understand tea either. For a teenage girl, it was basically nonsense to say what kind of tea taste master he was.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, and I haven't seen you in the English salon. Have you been very busy recently?" Zhong Jiahui looked at Wang Bo opposite and asked.

"I'm a little busy. I'm writing books, and my family's business is all kinds of messy. I originally thought I could have a good rest after taking a break after school, and it was easy and relaxed. I was not as tired as I went to school. As a result, I was busy all day long and night, and I was more busy than at school..." Wang Bo's body shrank down and leaned his whole body against the soft backrest behind.

"Haha, you are in a blessing and don't know how to be blessed. Many people in our class envy you!" Zhong Jiahui smiled pursed.

"Tsk! I'm afraid there are more gloating?" Wang Bo flattened his mouth disapprovingly.

The waiter brought a small brown sand teapot and two small cups of the same color on the plate and walked in, put it on the coffee table between the two, and let the two of them slowly use it and retreat. Zhong Jiahui picked up the small sand teapot and poured Wang Bo a cup. Because the tea cup was brown, there was no color of the tea. Wang Bo picked it up and took a sip. It tasted pretty good, and it felt like it was fragrant with mouth.

"By the way, Wang Bo, will you go back to your class for this year's New Year's Day party?" After a while, Zhong Jiahui asked.

"I didn't really want to go there, but the class teacher and the class monitor called me in advance and asked me to join in the fun and see everyone. It would be better not to go, so I should go there." Wang Bo said.

Zhong Jiahui opened her bright big eyes and looked at Wang Bo: "Don't want to go? Because... why is she separated from Liang Ya? Or is she because she became alienated from everyone? Everything in No. 4 Middle School, including our friends, is getting less and less important?"

"Where can it be!" Wang Bo shouted, thrust his body, sat upright, and looked at Zhong Jiahui with a little "anger" look, "Am I that kind of person in your eyes?" His eyes were staring at Zhong Jiahui opposite him, but Zhong Jiahui didn't say anything, and still looked at Wang Bo with a smile on his lips, his meaning was self-evident - it was indeed possible!

Half a minute later, Wang Bo was defeated, his body shrank again, and sighed and said, "Oh, Jiahui, I won't lie to you. For No. 4 Middle School, the entire 2001 level, and even the Class 7 where I used to be, the longer the time, the more invisible and invisible feeling of being separated, the more I feel that I have been discharged from this group and become an outsider.

"But, for you, to Xiaoqing and Tang Jian, friends in English salons, in my heart, you have not changed from half a year ago. They are the most important and cherished friends that I have made so far. If there is anything else I have worth cherishing in No. 4 Middle School, it will not be the first place after another I took, the awards for "Three Good Students", "Excellent Students", and even the love I have obtained but lost, but you friends...

"But, having said that, sometimes even if you want to go back to No. 4 Middle School, you will feel a little ashamed when you think of you two being enthusiastic and devoted to studying. "

This is also Wang Bo's heartfelt words. The longer he left the Fourth Middle School, the more he felt strange and alienated to the Fourth Middle School, and the smell of being close to the hometown. Although it was all his own choice to leave the Fourth Middle School, the emotion of "forced exile" could not be removed in his mind.

"You guy, you just said 'I was so busy', and now you say 'lid and free', and you don't know which sentence is true." Zhong Jiahui gave Wang Bo a blank look and said.

"Hehe, it's all true, more true than real gold! Every sentence is heartfelt. Busy is reality, freedom is a state of mind, it is not contradictory at all!"

"I can't argue with you anyway!" Zhong Jiahui gave Wang Bo a blank look again, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and his movements were natural and elegant, with a feminine charm.

The two continued chatting and occasionally took a sip of tea. The sofa in the teahouse was a kind of cloth sofa with a very elevation angle, which was very comfortable to sit on. There were green broad-leaved plants around and green vines drooping on the ceiling. Although they were all plastic, they were made realistic and difficult to distinguish without looking carefully. It seemed that people had entered the spring when green and flowers were blooming. Wang Bo felt more and more that the teahouse named "Qingyaxuan" that Zhong Jiahui found was really a good place to talk and chat with friends.

"By the way, Wang Bo, I really want to ask you a question, but I'm afraid of abruptness. I don't know whether to ask or not." When the two of them got better, Zhong Jiahui suddenly said.

"Listen to you, I feel like an ancient strategist wants to give my lord a trick. Ask, when did you become so polite?" Wang Bo said.

"Then I'll ask!" Zhong Jiahui sat upright, took another sip of tea, and then looked at Wang Bo again, "It's... can you and Xiaoya... still be together?"

If the other party asked him this question before school starts, he would probably say that he didn't know either. Now, Wang Bo could only shake his head lonely.

Seeing Wang Bo shake his head, Zhong Jiahui seemed a little surprised. After thinking for a while, she said, "I have talked with Xiaoya a few times during the start of school. Now, I should be considered a good friend. I can feel that Xiaoya still has a deep affection for you. Sometimes she will be red-eyed and very sad when she talks. And I have learned a little from Xiaoya from the story of your harmony to the separation. Wang Bo, Xiaoya loves him, and even as a bystander, I am very sure. Can't you... reconsider? You and Xiaoya were once the envy of everyone in No. 4 Middle School!"

Zhong Jiahui actually walked with Liang Ya? This surprised Wang Bo. Although he was very good at the English salon he formed himself, in this good circle, they had a certain close relationship with each other, and there were several small groups. For example, Liao Xiaoqing, Lin Wenjian and Li Yang, who were very close to each other, are a small group; Han Lin, Zhou Shu and Xu Jing, the "Three Musketeers" are another; Lu Wei and Liang Ya of Class 9 are also the same. For the others, Tang Jian is familiar with him and can almost talk to everyone, although Sun Li, Zeng Siqi and Zhong Jiahui can talk to everyone, but because of their personality, they have a vague sense of distance from the people around them, and can communicate and talk, but cannot talk to each other.

"When did you and Xiaoya become good friends? Aren't the beauties both arrogant, like hedgehogs, it's hard to meet each other?" Wang Bo said in surprise.

"You are the hedgehog!" Zhong Jiahui glanced at Wang Bo, "I didn't have much contact with Xiaoya before, but after contact, I found out that Xiaoya is really a good person and has no airs at all. Wang Bo, although Xiaoya didn't tell me everything between you, I could feel that some of the things Xiaoya said to you, the words that hurt you, were not from her original intention. She must have had no choice. The misunderstanding between you - if anything - can be completely solved."

"Did Xiaoya tell me these words?" Wang Bo stared at Zhong Jiahui's face and said with a serious look on his face.

"How is that possible!" Zhong Jiahui glared at Wang Bo coquettishly, "No matter how good Xiaoya has a personality, she still has the face and dignity of being a girl? How could I tell you all this? Isn't this what you boys should take the initiative to ask about?"
Chapter completed!