She did not despise her like others because of her unsavory past. Being a good girl, in order to openly confront the teacher, although her face turned red, she looked determined.
Pick up the pen in your hand and write a sentence under the ball of paper: Thank you!
This is the first time she has said thank you, thank you.
Thank you Zheng Ying'er for lending a helping hand to this sweet and sunny girl.
Some rumors can just be passed around. There are many rumors about Liang Yimo, and everyone just talks about it and nothing happens.
Is this sad or lucky for Liang Yimo.
She was glad that no one was giving her that kind of look, or she was sad that she was what those people called unbearable. In fact, she didn't care about it for a long time, right?
After school, Liang Yimo walked quietly back to Ye Chen's villa where the golden house hides the beauty.
"Liang Yimo, wait for me..."
Behind him, Zheng Ying'er ran over panting with a shoulder bag on her shoulders. Her pink-puffed face was covered with a thin layer of sweat from running, which was crystal clear under the bright sunshine.
"Huhu... I finally caught up with you. You walked so fast... The exam is about to take place. These are the notes I took for each class. They are not very complete. You can take them back and have a look. It will be useful to you." Zheng Ying'er was happy.
He took out the notebook from his bag and handed it to Liang Yimo.
Liang Yimo stood there without stretching out her hand. She looked at Zheng Ying'er. She was a little unaccustomed to someone being so kind to her. In the past few years, she had become accustomed to being alone. Did Zheng Ying'er show her kindness like this for some other purpose or just want to do it?
To make friends.
"Purpose." Liang Yimo said.
"What?" Zheng Ying'er looked at Liang Yimo a little confused.
Liang Yimo kept observing her expression. Her eyes were pure and there was no look in her eyes. "What is your purpose of approaching me?"
Liang Yimo would never believe that one person approaches another without purpose, even Zheng Yinger, she would not believe it.
Zheng Ying'er tilted her head, pretending to think, and said awkwardly, "In terms of purpose, there seems to be one."
She looked at Liang Yimo's expression, and his expression changed after listening to her words. Sure enough.
Zheng Yinger secretly smiled, "I'm approaching you just to be friends with you. Liang Yimo, I just want to be friends with you."
When Zheng Ying'er said this, she felt very lonely. Her curled eyelashes were like a fan, fluttering on her eyes, like an abandoned child.
She just wants to be her friend and admire her.
A fair hand stretched out in front of Zheng Ying'er. The hands had clear joints, the nails were trimmed smoothly, and they were glowing with a healthy pink color. "Shake hands, and we will be friends."
After Liang Yimo said this, she turned her head away a little uncomfortably. She had never done this kind of thing before and was embarrassed.
"Really." Zheng Ying'er happily stretched out her hand, and held those fair and beautiful hands with her soft hands.
It was cold, it was already late autumn, and the clothes on her body were so thin.
Liang Yimo just glanced at it, then let go of his hand, turned and walked forward, "It's very late, you go back early, I will come to school tomorrow."
"Let's go together." Zheng Ying'er smiled brightly, and her sweet face was filled with smiles.
"No, let's say goodbye here." Liang Yimo said goodbye to Zheng Ying'er quickly and took a taxi at the school gate to drive away.
It's not convenient for others to know where she lives now, and Ye Chen doesn't want others to know about their relationship.