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Chapter 4

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    Yuan Feifei was distracted in class, and his appearance appeared in her distracted eyes. She struggled to concentrate, but attention was the same as human nature, and she was not afraid of hard work. The more forced she was, the less able she was to shake him.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As she listened to her light lament, he turned his head and saw her frowning face, and asked: "Are you feeling unwell"

    Yuan Feifei reflected on herself: "No, sorry, just study hard and don't worry about me."

    When Xiao Yuan saw that page of paper, not a single bit of writing or ink had been left on it, she kindly said, "Do you need notes? I can lend them to you for now, but you must return them to me tomorrow morning and review them during the morning reading."

    She was refreshed, her whole body was like a flower waiting to bloom, and she said with vigor and vigor: "Really?!"

    Xiao Yuan nodded gently: "Remember to give it to me on time."

    After saying thank you, Yuan Feifei packed up her textbooks as soon as the bell rang, picked up her backpack and ran out like a happy little bee. On the way, she received a call from wx.

    When she saw it was Sister Xiaoxi, she was unavoidably surprised. She chatted casually for a few words after the call was connected. After agreeing with the old man, she went to the restaurant to keep the appointment.

    Sister Xiaoxi, who had been waiting outside for a long time, waved and shouted, "Xiao Yuan, I have informed my father that you will go home and take a lunch break after dinner."

    Yuan Feifei shook her head, feeling guilty at the thought of missing her homework because of the man's concern, and hurriedly said: "I'll go to school to do the questions after eating later."

    "Ah? Are you so diligent and studious?" Sister Xiao Xi covered her mouth and smiled, waving her hands and adding, "I came here like this before. At that time, the teacher said that after high school and college, you would be happy."

    Having received the university short-term experience card, she knew it well. In order to extend the topic, she asked out of curiosity: "Is this true?"

    Sister Xiao Xi took the menu, and after ordering the dishes, she made tea for her, and said with a smile: "It depends on your choice. If you are willing to take on more work, it will be more difficult, and if you like to have fun, it goes without saying. But after all the hardships, the rewards will come.  matter."

    Yuan Feifei looked at her with a smile on her face. She had taken off her monotonous shop assistant uniform. She now had curly hair shawl, a pearl chain hanging from her thin wrist, and she was quite gentle and charming when she lifted her hair to her ears.

    Compared with the familiarity when she said goodbye last time, her smile at this time seemed more subtle, and she said: "Xiao Yuan, actually I came to you today and need a favor from you, and only you can do it, okay?"

    "you say."

    "My dad has been in poor health in recent years. He has asthma while walking, insomnia when sleeping, and lumbar muscle strain that makes it difficult to sit for long periods of time. He is also a smoker, does things without thinking, and does not draft his speeches. If you offend him, don't argue with him!  "

    Sister Xiao Xi didn¡¯t tell her, she didn¡¯t realize that Lao Guan was an old man who was in poor health, lacked energy, and couldn¡¯t do anything well.  Just when I was about to make a joke, my phone vibrated and a message came in.

    She clicked it¡ª¡ª

    Old stick: [Miss, don¡¯t forget to eat while chatting!  People are like rice and steel, and eating is the capital of the body. Remember to take a few bites of rice before talking, smile jpd.  ¡¿

    Yuan Feifei said in a low voice, "It's an old stick." After replying, she saw that she couldn't help but poke her head, her eyes full of expectation kept looking this way, and in a moment, her eyes looked worried, as if she was just talking about worry.  Caught myself.

    Sister Xiaoxi: "I just pretended that nothing happened. I didn't say anything. Don't tell him, otherwise I won't be able to enjoy the good things when I get home."

    She glanced at the words that popped up: [That girl must be talking bad about me again. She has nothing to do all day long. I am very strong. How can I be as bad as she said?  Don't worry, miss, she's just always worrying.  ¡¿

    Sister Xiaoxi put her elbows on her elbows and thought hard: "She must be talking about me again."

    Yuan Feifei has no reason to envy this kind of father-daughter relationship. In her previous life, she was rebellious and did not know how to care about her father. Therefore, after he became ill, his life was like a wild horse that could not take care of himself. The company was mismanaged and internally paralyzed.

    Although it was extremely miserable, they still didn¡¯t communicate much. It was not easy for him to talk about it. He endured the mental torture and was busy all day long. He even suffered from stomach problems in order to cope with the drinking party.

    She lowered her eyes, looked at the gray face reflected in the tea, and murmured: "It's good. It's a good thing that someone is talking about it, which means there are still people who feel pain."

    Yuan Feifei gestured with her two fingers and explained: "My parents love me very much and give me all the good material conditions with both hands, but they basically have no time to communicate with me, and they will be a little envious of you."

    Sister Xiaoxi smiled lightly: "I believe in parents reaching for stars with bare hands for their children, but I'm just not good at expressing them. You can pay more attention to them."

    "Understood." After saying that, she remembered the mission, calculated the time given by the system, and asked, "Sister Xiaoxi, will you still work part-time at the milk tea shop next Wednesday?"

    &nHe was drawing something on the ground, and in an instant the lines weaved into an extremely delicate scene.

    Su Yao was dumbfounded: "Aren't you always skipping painting class? You've actually hidden it all!"

    Yuan Feifei, who relied on illustrations for her entire life, spent about an hour expressing her repressed thoughts in this stupid way.

    The scene in the painting shows a man hugging a woman who fell to the ground tightly in his arms, but they were kissing each other as a seal, and no one was hurt.  After finishing the painting, she handed it to the first row.

    As soon as the bell rang, groups of girls rushed to his side, repeating monotonous words on the pretext of asking for advice about their heart problems.

    Wei Xun kept nodding his head, and was calm and patient. Even if the other party was panicked, he would consider gentle words to comfort the other party.

    Finally looking forward to seeing Yuan Feifei, her mood surged like a tide. Just a fleeting look at each other was enough to turn her thoughts upside down.

    Yuan Feifei felt like she couldn't even hold her tongue straight, but she still didn't give up getting close to him.  Her heart was pounding, her eyes trembled, and she found an excuse to strike up a conversation: "Hello, teacher, I'm sick."

    Gu Yao had a look on his face that said, "I knew you were seriously ill."

    Yuan Feifei said deliberately: "My heartbeat has often stalled in the past few days, and I have not thought about food or food, which has seriously affected my ability to think. Do I have a mental defect?"

    Gu Yao opened his lips in shock and whispered: "You are lovesick!"

    Yuan Feifei waited quietly for his reply. In her peripheral vision, the crowds were all gone, and a strong wind was blowing in vain. She forgot to react. She only felt that the stabbing force was fierce and showed no mercy. The next second, Wei Xun quickly dodged it.  In order to attack, he firmly controlled the restless hand with his backhand.

    He looked at them one after another, his eyes stopped on Fu Li and he slowly raised his lips and said, "Young man, you don't have martial ethics."

    Yuan Feifei wanted to throw Fu Ruo out to feed the dogs. Whenever she couldn't cause trouble, he had to come out and mess with them as soon as they connected the electric current.

    She thought her temper had been tempered very well, so she looked at the aggressive man for a while, then called him by name and said, "You are talking nonsense when you open your mouth, Fu Ru, what are you going to do?"

    Fu Rui had a bad temper and said categorically: "It was just the two of us that day. There was usually no one in the utility room. He might have taken those photos."

    "Do you have evidence?"

    Fu Ruo turned around, as if he was seriously injured, and couldn't help but raise his voice, wondering and surprised: "Yuan Feifei, you only talk to me with bad words, why are you so gentle to him? Look down on me?"

    Yuan Feifei's mind flashed with omitted gorgeous words, which turned into an unspeakable sigh on her lips, thinking to herself that he was really a hopeless idiot.

    Wei Xun twisted the drawing and looked at her painting carefully. He said thoughtfully: "I didn't take the photo. As for who is such a bastard, I am not qualified to interfere as a passerby. But next time my classmate wants to bluff someone  You also need to be able to distinguish the target."

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    ???????????????????????????????? Fu Ruo is not the male protagonist.  There is no male partner in this article, I am Shuangjie Jimei 030

    The gentle and unsentimental Wei Xun: Little brother, if you find out who I am, it¡¯s not too late to take action.

    I want to explain~ The disease that the heroine and her father suffer from is a mental illness: bipolar disorder. Most patients with bipolar disorder suffer from family genetic history. The incidence rate is as high as 50% or more at the age of 25.  .

    You just need to know that the heroine¡¯s father will get sick~ (Remember this website¡¯s website address: www.hlnovel.com
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