Little Toffee, who had been slapped with such a big hat, clutched her school uniform at a loss.
The young man was very cold and had no intention of lending a helping hand.
He just watched Little Toffee's features wrinkle up in confusion, thinking hard about what to do.
After a while, she seemed to finally have a good idea.
"Then, please don't be at home when I come over from now on, okay?"
Zhou Jimo glanced at her.
"That's my home."
He took a step forward and forced the little toffee closer to the wall.
"Are you kicking me out of my own home?"
"No, it's not!"
Little Toffee was so frightened that she waved her hands before she realized what she had said.
But the young man wouldn't let her go.
"Isn't that what you just said?"
The young man pointed out coldly again.
Little Toffee was questioned by him again.
"Then I'll think about it again."
He immediately began to reflect on himself obediently and was very moody.
The young man reluctantly gave up.
"Take care of the trouble you cause yourself."
It was obvious that he had frightened the person, but then he knocked him down.
It's a pity that Little Toffee didn't figure this out and pursed her lips in annoyance, feeling very sad.
Zhou Jimo glanced at her dejected look, and her cold expression became a little warmer.
*
But the next day.
The cold-blooded hero who told people not to come to him or trouble him came to the door of Class A.
Class A suddenly became excited.
Both boys and girls looked over curiously.
Zhou Jimo stood expressionless at the door of the classroom.
I scanned around but didn't see the little toffee.
"Where's Gu Ruojiao from your class?"
He directly grabbed the boy standing near the door.
The boy was startled and quickly glanced into the classroom.
Then he turned around and said tremblingly: "I don't know..."
Zhou Jimo frowned impatiently.
At this moment, a soft voice sounded from behind.
"Classmate, can you give way?"
Zhou Jimo tilted his head and met Little Toffee's gaze.
Little Toffee was startled, and then a trace of surprise and nervousness flashed in her eyes.
She took a step back suddenly and quickly glanced at the classroom sign, probably thinking that she was in the wrong classroom.
After seeing clearly that it was Class A, she looked at him in confusion.
His thoughts were focused on his face, which was very easy to understand.
Zhou Jimo let go of the boy.
"Follow me."
After saying these words, he turned around and left.
Gu Ruojiao was startled for a moment, then quickly came to her senses and followed limpingly.
It's still the same old place.
When she arrived this time, Zhou Jimo handed her a bag directly.
Gu Ruojiao looked at him confused.
"My mother gave this to you, saying she wanted to thank you for helping carry your things yesterday."
"Ah, no need, aunt already treated me to some fruit yesterday."
"Take it, I don't want to be nagged by her."
"Can……"
Zhou Jimo glanced at her impatiently.
The little toffee was indeed a bad tempered person, so when he saw this, he quickly reached out to pick it up.
Then she hugged the bulging canvas bag and smiled sweetly at him.
Zhou Jimo felt a little unhappy for some reason.
"Don't you see what's inside?"
"Oh."
After hearing this, Little Toffee obediently opened it and looked at it, and found that it was actually a bento, and it was very delicate and beautiful.
"Did Auntie do all this?"
She raised her head, her beautiful litchi eyes sparkling, and she could tell she liked him very much.
Zhou Jimo snorted: "This is for two people, but I won't eat it with you. As for how to tell my mother, it's your business."
Little Toffee was stunned.
Just as he was about to say something, Zhou Jimo turned around and walked away.
She was holding a big lunch box, her cheeks puffed up with sadness.
