Ji Lai Lai snapped back: "Go and make your Spring and Autumn Dream!"
"Wow, you are too cold-blooded and ruthless, right? Anyway, I was helping you to grab milk two days ago, and you turned your face and refused to recognize anyone? I don't know who it is, but told me that I like me the most."
"Summer ice you"
"alright!"
Gu Xiao stopped the two people from flirting, his voice was slightly cold, "It's almost seven o'clock, are you still going to the library? Homework is due tomorrow."
Ji Lai immediately answered: "Go, of course, I haven't finished my homework yet."
Xia Bing put away her idle look, straightened her waist, "Wow, sit in the back seat of my car, and I'll give you a ride."
Just as Gu Xiao was about to speak, Ji Lai said, "I don't want it, who knows if you will take the S route later, I regret my life, so I don't want to sit in the back seat of your car."
The girl turned around, picked up the schoolbag on the back seat of the car, sat in Gu Xiao's car, and made faces at Xia Bing.
"Hey, you hurt me so much."
Xia Bing said that he was heartbroken.
Ji Lai raised her eyebrows and smiled happily.
There was a slight smile hidden in the corner of Gu Xiao's mouth, and the trace of unhappiness in his heart was swept away in an instant.
He reminded aloud: "Sit still."
Ji Lai responded: "Well, I'm done."
Ji Lai, Gu Xiao, and Xia Bing grew up together.
Both Gu Xiao's mother and Xia Bing's mother are nurses at the First People's Hospital of City A. It even coincidentally, Ji Lai's father and Xia Bing's father are also teachers in the same junior high school. Ji Lai's father teaches Chinese, and Xia Bing's father teaches mathematics.
When they were in elementary school, the parents of the three families went to hold a parent-teacher meeting, and even the class teacher felt that such a fate was a bit incredible.
Later, for some reason, the grades of these three little ones were all about the same, and they were also ranked among the best in their grades, but when they entered junior high school, Gu Xiao¡¯s grades were more than fifty points behind Ji Lai and Xia Bing. This surprised everyone.
Gu Xiao's mother, Xiao Ya, was so angry that she almost beat up Gu Xiao in front of all the students in the class, but Gu Xiao just blushed in pain and said nothing.
If Gu Gudong, that is, Gu Xiao's father, hadn't stopped him, Xiao Yake would have really done it.
In this way, Gu Xiao studied in other junior high schools for three years. On the contrary, Xia Bing and Ji Lai are very destined. No matter how they are divided into classes, they are classmates in the same class from elementary school to high school now, and they have been at the same table several times.
When Gu Xiao took the senior high school entrance examination, he was admitted to Wudi, a key high school in city a, with a score of 610.
Summer Bing and Ji Lai were around 590 points, and they almost failed the exam.
Now all three of them are senior high school students, and they will take the college entrance examination in June this year.
Students in the third year of high school usually live on campus, and so do Ji Lai and the others.
In a week, you can only go home on Friday night, and go to school at 1:30 pm on Sunday to study spontaneously until 6:00 pm.
There are many students in the city who need to take the college entrance examination, and the school library is not enough for students every year, so many people will go to the library outside the school to check information.
Don't think that there are not many people in the library outside the school, in fact it is the same.
Ji Lai raised her head, saw the people sitting in rows through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, and said sullenly, "There seem to be a lot of people."
She doesn't like crowded places, but how could there not be many people in the library.
Xia Bing grabbed Ji Lai's wrist and ran to the library building, "Don't stand here feeling stupid, let's go."
"Huh?"
Ji Lai looked bewildered, then turned to look at Gu Xiao, "Gu Xiao, come quickly too!" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com