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The canteen of No. 9 Middle School was crowded with people. Ji Beichuan was tall and had long legs. He was wearing a dark sweatshirt which was different from the school uniform, so he stood out in the crowd.

Zhao Enruo saw him at a glance.

Ji Beichuan squeezed out of the crowd carrying the breakfast he bought for Lu Xianyu. Zhao Enruo hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

She called Ji Beichuan: "Ji...Beichuan."

Zhao Enruo spoke incoherently and did not dare to look Ji Beichuan in the eye.

Ji Beichuan stopped, opened his eyelids and looked at Zhao Enruo: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Enruo glanced at the breakfast he bought for Lu Xianyu and bit her lip: "Is Lu Xianyu worth it?"

At the opening ceremony of the first year of high school, she fell in love with Ji Beichuan at first sight. The boy was aloof and arrogant, and although he was a bad student in the eyes of the teachers, he attracted her attention. She even calculated his scores so that he could stay in Class 8 of the second year of high school.

Zhao Enruo had never thought about what it would be like if a bad and ruffian boy like Ji Beichuan liked a girl. Perhaps in the eyes of all admirers, the boy they liked was always placed on a pedestal.

She never thought that Ji Beichuan would come down for one person, just like those boys in school who were secretly in love and would buy breakfast for their girlfriends and pick them up from school.

Ji Beichuan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

"I..." Zhao Enruo pursed her lips and wanted to say something, "Lu Xianyu she--"

Ji Beichuan didn't have the patience to listen to her chanting, so he raised his hand and pushed Zhao Enruo away, "You're blocking the way."

Zhao Enruo lowered her eyes, his temperament still as pure as ever, and he could only see Lu Xianyu.

Before the afternoon self-study session, Lu Xianyu took a sip of the milk that Ji Beichuan bought for her, then turned her head and met Qianqian's gaze.

Lu Xianyu: "?"

Xiang Qianqian propped up her face with her hands and looked at her: "Xianxian, I found that Ji Beichuan treats you really well, are you really not moved?"

Lu Xianyu put down the milk carton in his hand, knocked his chin on the table, turned to look at Qianqian: "Guess."

"If I were you, I'd be moved."

Xiang Qianqian just hated that the CP she supported was so stupid that she couldn't even get any candy.

Lu Xianyu's eyelashes drooped, long and curled, and she said very softly: "You are not me, how do you know that I am not moved."

Xiang Qianqian: "......?"

Xiang Qianqian: "???"

She was a little excited, slapped the table and stood up: "What did you say, you--"

There was an English test in the evening. Half of the students in the class were reading and reviewing. The classroom was so quiet that only the sound of people reciting words could be heard. Xiang Qianqian's excited voice instantly attracted attention.

Lu Xianyu pulled Qianqian's sleeve and said, "Calm down, sister."

Xiang Qianqian suppressed her excitement, took a deep breath and sat down, face to face with Lu Xianyu, and said something without thinking: "You...what you said...is it true?"

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