Don't Come Ill (MTL)

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Mu Zhenxi shook hands with her, and she couldn't help but laugh: "It's nice to meet you, in fact, you just said your name." She tilted her head, showing her white teeth, and once again called Xiao Jin's title, "Grade No. One."

Xiao Jin held her cheek in one hand, and held the pen in the other hand. He turned around unconsciously, and suddenly returned to his senses like an electric shock. He looked at the deskmate who was buried in the homework next to him, and put his hand off his cheek, uncomfortably tucked. With the long hair behind the ears, pretending to be serious about writing the problem-solving ideas on the draft paper.

It's been another week since her last chatted with Muzhen Creek. The physical education class after Muzhen Creek didn't come. Usually Xiao Jin passed by the door of the second class. Sometimes I could see her, sometimes not, even if I did, Muzhen Creek did. Will not cast his gaze outside the door and find Xiao Jin walking by the door.

At the end of a class, Xiao Jin's arm was at the same table: "Go to the toilet?"

"Go." Xiao Jin put down the pen and stood up.

She was very fortunate that she had never let go of every opportunity to go to the bathroom with the same table, so she could occasionally encounter the wooden pillow creek that blows the air in the corridor this time. At the same table, Xiao Jin and Xiao Jin hooked hands, Xiao Jin suddenly pulled out his arms: "I just remembered that there is a problem and there is a solution, I'll go back and calculate it."

At the same table: "..." was amazed.

Learning God is worthy of learning God, even thinking about how to solve problems on the way to the toilet!

At the same table: "Then you go back quickly."

Xiao Jin said with a straight face: "Okay."

At the same table, he entered the bathroom with his foot, Xiao Jin patted Muzhenxi's shoulder with his hind foot from behind. Muzhenxi turned her head and looked at her face, her eyes showing a familiar daze.

Xiao Jin's self-esteem was frustrated again, and she asked her incredulously: "You won't forget who I am again?"

Muzhenxi racked his brains to recall this familiar face.

Her classmate next to her cheerfully said, "She is Xiao Jin."

Muzhenxi cast a glance at his classmates like a savior, and then said to Xiao Jin from behind: "I'm sorry, I'm a little bit blind."

Xiao Jin's years of upbringing made her resist the urge to reach out and pinch her.

Say it again, what face is blind? Who is blind to?

Muzhenxi: "I remember you, did we see you last time in physical education?"

The faintly beating blue veins of Xiao Jin's forehead calmed down, and the corners of her lips raised her usual gentle smile: "Yes."

Muzhenxi also laughed.

Xiao Jin continued to laugh.

Muzhenxi scratched the back of his head, as if thinking about something, and then asked, "Is there anything you want to do with me?"

Xiao Jin shrugged, "It's okay, I just saw it by passing by and say hello."

Muzhenxi: "...oh."

She was a little embarrassed to know what to do. She didn't understand what medicine the "first grade" was selling in the gourd. She had finished her greetings. Why didn't she leave? If she insisted on sticking in front of her, she didn't know what to say.