Shao Xian came out of the bathroom and saw that Chen Baizhou was still standing in front of the desk. He didn't think much about it, and asked casually, "Why don't you go to sleep?"

"Well, go now."

Chen Baizhou slightly opened his lips, but he didn't say anything about the love letter.

The 11- or 12-year-old girls are always full of longing for love. After years of precipitation, those youthful ambiguities will eventually turn into the most unforgettable fruits.

Chen Baizhou went back to his room and lay on the bed after taking a shower, but he couldn't sleep.

All the pink love letters in my head.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. It's just a love letter, Shao Xian is so good, there are so many girls who like him, it's normal to get a love letter, and he should be happy for him.

But why is he so upset? As if out of breath.

Chen Baizhou tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and Shao Xian's side was not so quiet either.

He dreamed of Fu Baizhou again.

He was a little drunk at the reception, and the assistant didn't know where to go, so he had to lean against the wall quietly.

After a while, the sound of leather shoes hitting the ground entered his ears, and Shao Xian saw the person's face in a half-dazed and half-awake state.

Handsome, indifferent, with a bluish gleam in his eyes, and the tiny tear mole that made this face a lot more vivid.

"Mr. Fu, what a coincidence." Shao Xian leaned against the wall and smiled.

Fu Baizhou was as cold as a robot, his expression did not change at all, "What a coincidence."

It's disgusting.

No one has ever made himself so powerless.

Shao Xian suddenly felt wicked, and when he saw that there was no one around, he quickly reached out and grabbed the man's wrist and dragged him in front of him.

The two were so close that they even breathed together.

Shao Xian clearly felt that the wrist in his palm was shaking slightly, as if he hated being touched by others.

"President Fu really has an obsession with cleanliness, and doesn't like being touched by others," Shao Xian raised his eyelashes lightly, his eyes were hazy, but somewhat seductive, "You're like this, don't you ever even kiss?"

Fu Baizhou tried his best to restrain the trembling of his wrists and stared at him quietly, "Have you ever had one?"

"What do you think?" Shao Xian lowered his eyes, slowly approached him, and the corners of his lips curled up.

No need to say yes! Losers do not lose.

Fu Baizhou was expressionless, and let him approach until the tip of their noses touched, and their lips were only an inch apart.

"Mr. Shao!" The assistant exclaimed not far away.

Shao Xian suddenly opened his eyes, his chest was shaking violently, and his breathing was a little short.

It was pitch black outside the window, he lay silently on the bed for a long time, and then he reached out and beat his forehead.

Did he really flirt with Fu Baizhou in his previous life?

After Fang Cai's assistant's voice woke him up, he was even a little annoyed.

What the hell is he thinking!

The next morning, Shao Xian and Chen Baizhou got up on time.

Aunt Sun only set off in the morning, so she prepared breakfast.

She clearly noticed that Second Young Master and Zhou Young Master were a little different today. When we had breakfast together before, the two discussed topics from time to time, but today no one spoke.

Actually, it's not that Shao Xian didn't speak, he just didn't know how to face Chen Baizhou after having that dream last night.

He can still accept the adult President Fu, but now, Chen Baizhou is only eleven years old and still a child, forgive him for not being able to turn around for a while.

After all, last night's thumping heart wasn't a fake.

Chen Baizhou felt a little guilty because he didn't tell Shao Xian the love letter, and because what he did was born out of disgust, he felt that he really failed Shao Xian's trust.

He is not qualified to speak to Shao Xian.

The two have different thoughts, and both just bow their heads to drink porridge and eat snacks.

On the way to school, Qian Wenjie saw that the two little friends were silent, and couldn't help crying: "Why don't you two talk? It's so boring."

It's fine if Chen Baizhou doesn't speak, why is even Shao Xian so silent? Could it be that the two quarreled?

This is incredible.

Qian Wenjie carefully looked at the expressions of the two of them, his thick eyebrows tightened, he couldn't help sighing, and said earnestly, "Xianxian, Baizhou, did you two really quarrel?"

Wasn't it fine yesterday?

"No quarrel."

"No."

The two spoke in unison, and the words just fell, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

Shao Xian was stunned when he faced Chen Baizhou's eyes, and then he was relieved. The child's eyes were too clear, completely different from Fu Baizhou in his previous life. He secretly blamed himself and smiled at the child.

Seeing him smiling, Chen Baizhou also curled his lips into a smile.

Seeing this, Qian Wenjie admired himself even more. If they didn't have him, they didn't know when they would be awkward.

"By the way, Xianxian, you have a love letter in your schoolbag. Did you see it when you went back last night?" Qian Wenjie laughed slyly.

Chen Baizhou looked at him suddenly.

Shao Xian looked confused, "What love letter? Why don't I know?"

"We went to the toilet together yesterday. When I came back, I heard what my tablemate said. He didn't say who it was."

Qian Wenjie hummed and laughed a few times, "You really didn't see it?"

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Shao Xian had no choice but to open his schoolbag to find the love letter, and it took a long time to find it in the outermost pocket.

The pink envelope represents the girl's sweet affection.

Chen Baizhou was expressionless, his hand gripping the schoolbag gradually tightened.

"Aren't you going to open it?" Qian Wenjie asked in confusion when he saw that Shao Xian just looked at the envelope and stuffed it back into the bag.

Shao Xianman said casually, "What's so beautiful?"

He was thirty years old, and he was not interested in the eleven- or twelve-year-old radish head at all.

Chen Baizhou breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that his emotions were strange.

Qian Wenjie couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "How calm."

"Children should study hard, what kind of love is there?" Shao Xian persuaded in the tone of someone who had come over, "You are not allowed to fall in love before you go to college, do you know?"

Qian Wenjie didn't have this thought either, and nodded again and again after hearing the words.

Shao Xian looked at Chen Baizhou again, and Chen Baizhou immediately stated his attitude: "I won't."

He just wanted to stay with Shao Xian, as for the others, he couldn't even remember their faces.

Seeing that both of them listened to the persuasion, Shao Xian was quite relieved.

A few days later, the 36th Games of Ninth Middle School opened.

At the opening ceremony, each class dressed in uniform, passed the rostrum in turn, and was led by one person holding a class badge.

The leader of the first class is Hao Lu.

She is handsome and tall. She is also a member of the study committee. The classmates unanimously chose her as the team leader.

Hao Lu did not have stage fright, and led a group of majestic and high-spirited people past the rostrum.

Shao Xian was standing in the last row of the queue, and he could hear a boy in front of him talking about Hao Lu.

Some say she is beautiful, some say she has good grades, and some say she is arrogant and ignores people based on her good grades.

It's utterly boring.

Qian Wenjie walked beside Shao Xian, and naturally heard a few people talking. He couldn't help raising his voice and said to Shao Xian: "Some people who are not good-looking and have bad grades are still commenting on others behind their backs. It's really funny."

The few people in front suddenly became quiet, angry and embarrassed.

Shao Xian replied with a smile: "I have your project today, perform well and strive to win glory for the class."

"It seems you are too."

After the opening ceremony, the race officially started.

The field competition and track competition are separate. Qian Wenjie has a shot put competition in the morning. Shao Xian and Chen Baizhou did not go to join in the fun, but found a shady place, took out the third grade test paper, and started to do it.

The speed of the two was very fast. Shao Xian secretly competed with Chen Baizhou. It seemed that he had found the hearty feeling he had when he fought against Fu Baizhou in his previous life.

Very cool, very exciting.

The two were immersed in the test questions, not paying attention to the person standing behind them.

It wasn't until they finished almost at the same time that the person behind them asked aloud, "Are you going to skip grades again?"

Shao Xian turned around and saw Hao Lu's eyes on their exam papers.

"Yeah, do you want to be together?" Shao Xian replied calmly.

Hao Lu nodded solemnly, "I have this plan too, but I'm not as fast as you guys. I just finished my second year of junior high school."

Shao Xian was filled with admiration, female scholar!

"Don't worry, there is still a year left in the first year of the new year." Shao Xian comforted her.

Hao Lu suddenly laughed, "People say you are difficult to approach, but it's not true." She said, looking at Chen Baizhou, "Student Chen Baizhou is similar to the rumors."

"He just doesn't like to talk." Shao Xian felt that Hao Lu was not as arrogant as others said.

She just focuses her energy on studying, how can she think about other things?

Hao Lu sat down beside the two of them generously, and suddenly asked Shao Xian, "Have you read the letter I wrote to you?"

Shao Xian: "..."

What?!