Gu Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief because of his work, but at night, he still tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Because she thought of the words she heard in the office during the day

——Sorry, there really is no boy named Xicheng in our school

How could there not be, obviously they all said that he is here.

She thought about it all night, and the next day she could only enter the classroom with a pair of dark circles under her eyes.

One morning, except for the fourth physics class, she listened to a little bit. The first three classes were basically all about wandering and dozing off.

On the way to the cafeteria at noon, Wen Yan couldn't help but ask her, "What did you do last night? I haven't seen you look up for lectures all morning."

She thought for a while, then tilted her head and added, "In the second class, I reminded you, you are still asleep, the English teacher must be pissed off, and she will probably go and complain to the head teacher."

Gu Zhixia yawned very elegantly and replied, "I just didn't sleep well last night, let's show it off in the afternoon and see if I can make it up."

As the two talked, they had already walked to the cafeteria.

The cafeteria of Anyang High School is already quite big, but at noon, the visual impact of the crowd cannot be avoided.

Gu Zhixia and Wen Yan took their plates and then lined up to get their own dishes.

Gu Zhixia's money was tight, and even the meal card was only charged 50 yuan. Today, there are only a few yuan left. Just like every day before, he ordered the cheapest shredded potatoes.

Others, except for the free soup, are white rice

She looked sadly at her dinner plate and sighed

Thinking of the last time I ate meat, it should have been the diced beef in the bucket of noodles last Wednesday.

It's miserable.

She took care of herself and felt sorry for herself, but didn't notice that not far behind her, a pair of cold and gloomy eyes had been following her since she came in.

Staring at her was a boy in a school uniform

His eye sockets are very deep, but he also has a pair of extremely cold eyes. When his brows are wrinkled, he stares at people and often looks violent.

But today, the hostility in those eyes was very light, but there was a little more suppressed sadness.

When Su Mu came over, he saw Han Yue looking like this. For a while, he was a little surprised: "Boss, what's the matter with you?"

Just as Su Mu was about to stretch his neck and follow his gaze, he heard Han Yue say to him in a particularly low voice, "Give me a cigarette"

The voice is obviously very light, but it sounds like it is so heavy that you can't breathe.

"Ah?" Su Mu was surprised again, "You still smoke after you have eaten? And I think you just opened a pack last night, you won't finish smoking again, right?"

It is very strange to say that since last night, his boss has no idea what kind of stimulation he has received. Not to mention the low air pressure, he is still addicted to smoking.

He pondered in his mind

Han Yue has slowly withdrawn his sight, his Adam's apple rolled, and his emotions were suppressed, and then he said, "Stop talking nonsense, give it to me quickly"

Su Mu seemed to have forgotten the cigarettes he just bought in his pocket, and clapped his hands with pity: "Hey, mine is gone! Let's eat first, after we finish eating..."

"What, what's gone?" Zhong Ye, who had already finished his meal, interjected when he came up.

Han Yue lowered his eyebrows, raised his eyes to look at him, and said directly, "Is there a cigarette?"

Su Muxin couldn't complain, so she quickly blinked at Zhong Ye frantically, telling him not to say yes

As a result, saw that Zhong Ye's second-hand look at him strangely.

While taking a cigarette from his pocket and handing it to Han Yue, he looked at Su Mu and said, "Hey grandson, what's wrong with your eyes? Did you have a stroke?"

Su Mu: "..." Pig teammates are black all their lives!