The Monster I Was Redeemed

　　 The air in the classroom is very dull. The chattering voices of the students are mixed with the hum of electric fans, making the temperature of the classroom continue to rise like a microwave oven.

　　 In the morning, everyone was quietly studying every minute and every second. However, with the return of the students who had asked for leave, those who had been sitting in the classroom for a month could no longer bear loneliness.

　　I will enter the examination room tomorrow. The three-year classmate relationship is about to end today. Everyone is filling out the classmates while chatting in full swing.

　　 Only a small number of people want to take advantage of this time to consolidate themselves. Yang Xingyue is one of them. After all, her goal is the key class of experimental middle school. Even if Ai Liang is affirmed, she will not take it lightly.

　　 is different from Yang Xingyue, who is ignoring the external environment and trying to write the questions, Yue Qihua is not so calm.

　　 Since the morning, a steady stream of love letters has been handed to her through other people in the class.

　　Some are for her, some are for Yang Xingyue, and some are even for Ai Liang.

　　 After seeking Yang Xingyue's consent, Yue Qihua wrapped the love letters that others had given to their sisters in a plastic bag and threw them into the trash can.

　　 The love letter to Ai Liang was stuffed into his desk drawer.

　　 I don't know if it is affected by the atmosphere of the classroom, Yue Qihua only feels very upset inside, but at this time she can't pull a few people to play games together as usual.

　　 Although Yue Qihua wanted to talk about what happened recently, she suppressed this idea.

　　 She and Ai Liang can ignore the exam, but Yang Xingyue and Ma Yu can’t. They can’t pull others down because they are bored for a while, and wait for the exam to be over, and some have time to chat, so let's bear it now.

　　 Yue Qihua thought so, and did so.

　　 Fortunately, Ai Liang's arrival has eased this anxiety a lot. She doesn't know why, maybe it is because there is one more partner who also doesn't need to care about the exam.

　　 "Ai Liang, look at your desk." Yue Qihua pointed to the desk.

　　 Snap, there is a crisp sound of a pencil lead breaking from the front.

　　 Xingyue, Xingyue, now is not the time to think about that kind of thing. If you slack off at this time, you will regret your death if you fail to reach the same high school class!

　　 Yang Xingyue fiddled with it twice and then resisted the desire to look back, and leaned down again into the sea.

　　 Seeing the two show that Ai Liang knew what was inside the table, in fact, when he entered the classroom, he noticed a few faint sights peeking at himself.

　　 Ai Liang stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of love letters.

　　 It is true for everyone to say that Ai Liang and Yang Xingyue are a pair, but it doesn't mean that they don't have their own careful thoughts, otherwise there won't be so many love letters.

　　 After all, everyone knows how to use a hoe.

　　 "You didn't throw it away for me?" Ai Liang said.

　　 "Do you want me to be the target of the public?" Yue Qihua said angrily: "That's yours and not mine, take care of it yourself!"

　　 It’s okay to throw away the challenge book from someone else. She is not Ai Liang’s girlfriend, and she is not qualified to deal with something like a key love letter.

　　 Ai Liang knows that Yue Qihua has always paid attention to the boundaries between people. What she said just now was just casually. It would be weird if she really helped herself to throw it away.

　　 Ai Liang didn't mean to open it. He asked Ma Yu for a trash bag and stuffed it in the neatly sorted love letter from big to small, tightened it, and then got up and walked to the trash can in the back row.

　　 Seeing that Ai Liang is about to take a piece of the girl's heart to feed the dog Ma Yu can't sit still.

　　 "Wait a minute! Xiao Ai, you don't plan to throw it away, are you?" Ma Yu hurriedly grabbed him, "That's a love letter, don't you even open it for a look?"

　　 Ai Liang glanced at him and said, "You want to see it."

　　 "Hey, let's take a look, it's the girl's heart, I must respond well..." Just halfway through the conversation, Ma Yu felt as if he was locked in by a resentful gaze.

　　 You don't have to think about where the source of this line of sight comes from.

　　 Ma Yu smiled, put out his gossip, put his textbook up and buried his face behind.

　　 Yang Xingyue then regained her gaze on the paper on the desktop, but she couldn't get into the state.

　　 She stared at a big question in a daze. Her mind was filled with the faces of the girls who wrote love letters to Ai Liang in the morning.

　　 Yang Xingyue shook her head vigorously, throwing the faces of those people out of her mind and focusing on the test papers.

　　 "Ai Liang, someone is looking for it!"

　　 Snap, the refill that was just installed broke again.

　　 Yang Xingyue opened the cap of the mechanical pencil and lay down on the table like a puff, stuffing three or four pencil leads in a row.

　　 And Ai Liang just opened the novel, when he heard someone looking for him outside, he had no choice but to get up and leave his seat.

　　 The specially raised voice at the door, he wanted to pretend that he hadn't heard it. Last time Gao Jiajia came over, it was the arch fire leader who helped shout.

　　 With the gossip gaze of the classmates, Ai Liang once again came to the corridor and stood still, looking at the stranger at the same level.

　　 "Are you free after school in the afternoon? I have something to say to you."

　　 said the girl blushing.

　　 Familiar location, familiar words, familiar plot.

　　 Why, you want to be hanged at the class door too?

　　 Ai Liang said with a business-style smile: "Sorry, I may not be free in the afternoon, so let's talk about it here."

　　 The girl looked at Ai Liang's smiling face and was stunned for a while.

　　 No, didn’t you say Ai Liang has always been expressionless! Could it be that!

　　 The girl had the idea of ​​one of the three illusions in her life, her heartbeat increased again, and her wheat-colored cheeks instantly stained with crimson.

　　 Somewhat at a loss, she turned her head to look at the few girlfriends who came with her.

　　 Ai Liang laughed! Come on!

　　 You have a show!

　　 Come on!

　　 The girl understood the eyes of her girlfriends and plucked up the courage to say: "Well, did you read the letter I wrote to you!"

　　 Before Ai Liang could answer her, she shouted, "I like you!"

　　 "Sorry." Ai Liang replied before she finished her voice.

"Eh?"

　　 The girl was dumbfounded. As soon as she was about to brew her mood and enter the process of waiting for a reply, she was extinguished by Ai Liang's cold water.

　　 "Is there anything else? If it's okay, I will go back to read a book."

　　 Ai Liang's mouth asked if there was anything else going on, but he had already reached the door of the class.

　　 "It's... nothing..."

　　 The girl replied mechanically.

　　 Ai Liang nodded, and went straight back to his seat to pick up the novel and read it.

　　 The group of people watching the excitement in the class also refocused on the people around them, and continued to chat in full swing. A few live treasures even opened a bet on how many people Ai Liang could kill today.

　　 Outside the classroom, the girl’s three best friends are outside, you comforting the victim with one word:

　　 "Hey, aren't you all ready to be rejected."

　　 "It's okay~www.wuxiahere.com~ It's okay, just treat it as not leaving any regrets for this relationship."

　　 "Eight-legged toads are hard to find. There are many two-legged men. Don't be sad. That kind of genius is not for you."

　　 "Hey, they are the frog prince, what the **** is the toad."

　　 "A toad with eight legs..."

　　 A few people whispered back to their class, and while they were talking, they left the subject aside and didn't know where the topic was crooked.

　　 "Woo, it's obviously you who encouraged me to confess..." The girl who was refused by Ai Liang and did not cry cried out.

　　 With red eyes, she caught up with the plastic sisters in front of her.

　　In the classroom.

　　 "Refused?" Ma Yu asked, poking out his head.

"Ok."

　　 Ai Liang hummed softly, don't you refuse to keep this kind of thing for the New Year?

　　 Everyone's minds are not on the same level, Ai Liang does not intend to be a young dad.

　　 "Xiao Ai, you must be mentally prepared. Many people have already come to you this morning."

　　 When Ai Liang picked up the novel again, Ma Yu said gleefully.

　　 Ai Liang is thinking about what Ma Yu's words mean, the voice of the arch fire leader came again: "Ai Liang, someone is looking for it!"

　　 Are you playing a hat trick? The first group of people just left, and the latter group came. You confessed that they came in line?

　　 Ai Liang did not feel joy and pride because of the confession of a bunch of girls. He just regretted why he had come so early. He had known it so that it would be better to read novels at home and wait for the class meeting.

　　 Ai Liang didn't smile this time, but walked to the door of the class blankly as usual.

　　 Don't stay in the classroom anymore.

　　 Looking at the shameful girl in front of him, Ai Liang thought.