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She just said that the place she would pass by every time she came home from school was so fragrant, she couldn't believe that he didn't care once.
"Xiaojiang Xiaojiang!"
Lu Miao took two steps forward and called him cheerfully.
Xiao Jiang responded, "Huh?"
She suddenly rose up: "Can I hold your hand?"
He stopped.
"hand."
Lu Miao obeyed the words, put her hand in a gesture to hold him, and handed it to him.
Jiang Haoyue held her back.
Then, pull to yourself.
"Hey, you are so cold!"
The same line, he said to himself last night, she pretended to be grinning and regretted the proposal to hold hands with him.
Without further ado, he let go of her.
"Oops! Hold hold!"
Lu Miao hurried to catch up, her hands folded into a small ball, trying to squeeze into his palm.
This time, finally, honestly and peacefully, they were brought together.
The cold weather is really strange.
Why does holding hands make people so happy?
Chapter 24 Gifts
In the end, only one Mala Tang was ordered, and the two of them shared it.
"What's in Mala Tang?" Lu Miao, who was holding the bowl, asked Jiang Haoyue.
He glanced at the ingredients in the pot.
"Yuba, kelp, bean curd, taro, duck blood, instant noodles."
She widened her eyes and exclaimed, "It's exactly what I want to eat!"
Jiang Haoyue couldn't help laughing.
When the Mala Tang was out of the pot, Lu Miao bit his chopsticks, not knowing whether to remind him or himself: "Just try the taste, and I'll have to eat when I get home."
...In the end, most of the Mala Tang entered her stomach, and she couldn't stop it. Lu Miao drank the soup base in one breath.
Touching her bulging belly, she looked at him with a frown: "What should I do?"
Jiang Haoyue had long expected that it would become like this, and said in a hurry, "Tell my uncle and aunt, you want to have dinner with me tonight, and bring your and my meals to my house."
"They will ask you to come to my house to eat." Lu Miao felt inappropriate.
He taught her to lie: "If you say 'Jiang Haoyue is not feeling well and doesn't want to come', they won't ask more."
"Mmmm, okay," she showed her face and returned to carefree: "Malatang is so delicious..."
After leaving the store, when the lights outside were first lit, Jiang Haoyue reached out to her in a good mood.
"what?"
Lu Miao looked vigilant, thinking she owed him something.
"..."
He put his hand in his pocket and walked away ignoring her.
As soon as he patted his head, Lu Miao remembered: Oh, it turned out to be holding hands, holding hands!
She chased after him, shaking his arm.
"Xiaojiang Xiaojiang, hold hands."
Jiang Haoyue's face was stern, and she had a rare temper: "I don't hold you, I hate you."
"Ah?" With a long tone, Lu Miao's words were full of regret: "I just drank the hot soup, and my hands are warm."
Without looking away, she gave her hand in the direction of his pocket.
"Don't believe me, would you shake it?"
- was held.
His body temperature was lower than hers, probably because he realized it, he took her and hid her hands in a windless pocket together.
"It seems like someone said they hate me."
Even though it was cheap, Lu Miao shook his head and smiled.
"Well, I said that."
Jiang Haoyue picked up her hand and threw it out of her pocket in the next second: "Is it funny?"
"It's not funny." She wisely held back her laughter.
The way from school was short, and in winter, his hands, which could not be warmed from sleep until midnight, were warmed up in just a short while.
Jiang Haoyue thought silently: She is really warm...
When he got home and put down his schoolbag, Lu Miao rubbed his aching shoulders, and then remembered that he still had the food he brought back from Jiang Haoyue's drawer in his bag.
So asked him what to do with those.
He looked into her sparkling eyes, which read brightly "Whoever sees has a share - and I've seen you have something delicious".
"I'll leave it all to you." Jiang Haoyue said the line she wanted to hear the most.
"Give it all to me? I'm so embarrassed, hahahaha." Lu Miao accepted the snacks with satisfaction.
At night, she does her homework and eats snacks.
There is a pink card in the outer packaging of the bear biscuit.
Lu Miao took it out and read according to the above: "To, Jiang Haoyue..."
[To, student Jiang Haoyue:
Since the last Mathematical Olympiad match, it is hard to forget your style.Hope you recover soon and go back to school.
/ Class 3 and 5 (Xu Qian)]
So... Lu Miao realized that all the food in Jiang Haoyue's drawer was a condolence gift from others.
"Then it's not good for me to take them and eat them?"
With that said, she couldn't help but glance at the pile of snacks.
- There are other cards in it.
γJiang Haoyue, you must get well soon.My name is Zhou Xiuyan, and I come from the second and third classes of junior high school. I have always admired you. I have carefully read every article you wrote.Those who bully you are too much. Don't be discouraged. They bully you out of jealousy. You are the best person I have ever met.γ
"Zhou Xiuyan, isn't she Duan Hua of our age? Does she like Jiang Haoyue?"
Lu Miao thought of the girl's beauty and the cute doodles she wrote on the card, her mood was indescribably complicated.