The flower of the high mountain of the school bully [wearing the book]

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More than half an hour later, the lock of the classroom door rang.

    "Hey?" Song Jiahui pulled out the key and said in surprise, "Why is the classroom door locked, who is inside?" The

    quiet time was broken, Huaizhou came back to his senses, got up lightly and opened the door, without any sound. sound.

    Song Jiahui and Xu Qinglan were standing at the door with puzzled expressions, and they were both stunned when they saw him.

    "Huaizhou, why are you in our class?"

    "The door of the seventh class has not opened yet, so I'll come to sit in your class." Huaizhou stepped aside and lowered his voice slightly, "Keep your voice down, Ning Qiu is sleeping. "

    Song Jiahui walked in and turned on the light.

    "Then why did you lock the door from the inside?"

    "It's dark and blind, and those who didn't know thought you were doing something indescribable inside."

    He unintentionally made a joke, but made Xu Qinglan pause for a second.

    Xu Qinglan looked forward, and under the pale white light, Ning Qiu was sleeping soundly.

    It should be really sleepy, so they haven't woken up yet.

    His eyes fell on the black schoolbag on the seat next to Ning Qiu, and his eyes moved slightly.

    Obviously, Huaizhou was sitting on his seat just now, next to Ning Qiu.

    There was an unnoticeable discomfort in Huaizhou's eyes.

    If it is normal, Song Jiahui is joking like this, he will definitely go back.

    But after sitting in the classroom for more than half an hour thinking about things, after listening to Song Jiahui's words, I felt a little guilty.

    He said vaguely and perfunctorily: "I didn't pay attention, it's habitually locked."

    Xu Qinglan pursed her lips lightly, "Lan Wanwan went upstairs with us just now, your classroom should be open."

    Huaizhou nodded, picked up his schoolbag as usual, and left.

    Xu Qinglan put the schoolbag on the seat, but her eyes kept staring at Huaizhou's back until she walked out of the classroom, and the other party didn't look back.

    He withdrew his scrutiny eyes, frowning slightly.

    Huaizhou walked to the glass of the back door of a classroom, only to stop, and quietly leaned over to spy on the scene in the classroom.

    Ning Qiu has been awakened.

    She yawned, talked to Xu Qinglan in a low voice, then turned her head to look around the classroom, as if she was looking for something.

    It wasn't until Song Jiahui borrowed the homework to get the answer from Ning Qiu and turned around before she saw the face outside the glass of the back door.

    Looking at each other, Huaizhou smiled at her with gentle eyes.

    Ning Qiu saw his lips move, but he didn't know what Huaizhou was talking about.

    Huaizhou sighed on the glass door, the white fog blocked his sight, and Ning Qiu could no longer see his face.

    There is a crooked heart-shaped pattern on the rear door glass.