Han Xiangzhu lowered his head, stared at the rice porridge in the bowl, and said softly after a long time: "Brother Zixun, I'm sorry! I, I don't know Yang Fan, he likes me. That's why I joined the cheerleading team to cheer him up.
I thought we were just classmates."
Lu Zixun sighed lightly and held her hand: "You are such a little fool. Brother Zixun spoke to you in a bad tone this afternoon. I apologize to you!"
She raised her head sharply, a hint of surprise flashed in her bright eyes: "Are you not angry anymore?"
He raised his hand and rubbed her little head lovingly: "Little fool, how can Brother Zixun be willing to be angry with you! Hurry up and eat! You will be late for self-study in the evening."
"Well, okay!" Seeing that he was really not angry anymore, Han Xiangzhu's depressed mood improved.
After the evening self-study, Lu Zixun was waiting for her at the door of the classroom.
Now, basically all the students know the relationship between the two people.
Lu Zixun didn't shy away and directly reached out to hold her hand. The female classmates around looked at them with envious expressions.
Han Xiangzhu has always been low-key and unknown in the class. Now that she was suddenly noticed by so many people, she lowered her head in discomfort.
After Lu Zixun pulled her downstairs, he was still a little unhappy when he saw her expression. He didn't say anything, but directly pulled her towards the playground next to the teaching building.
Han Xiangzhu kept his head down, letting him pull him, immersed in his own thoughts.
After this, it was impossible to remain unknown. She had to adjust her mentality and face her new identity calmly.
Who makes Brother Zixun so good?
"Xiangzhu, what are you thinking about?" Lu Zixun asked her softly after coming to the playground.
Han Xiangzhu then raised his head and saw that he had been dragged to the dimly lit playground by him. He was a little confused: "Brother Zixun, aren't we going back to the dormitory? Why are we here on the playground?"
Lu Zixun held her cold little hand and said in a sincere voice: "Xiangzhu, I'm sorry. Brother Zixun shouldn't have announced our relationship without discussing it with you this afternoon! I know you always like to be quiet and don't want to be the focus of everyone's attention.
It’s Brother Zixun’s lack of consideration! I apologize to you!”
In the dim light coming from the teaching building, Han Xiangzhu saw a trace of remorse on Lu Zixun's handsome face.
She quickly covered his mouth with her hand and whispered: "Brother Zixun, you don't need to apologize. You are not wrong. It's my fault. I was too slow to notice that Yang Fan treated me differently. He was so stupid.
They ran to cheer him up, pass him water, and hand him towels. Did you see them all?"
Lu Zixun's warm lips kissed her slightly cold hands gently, and nodded honestly, his tone still a little sour: "Well, I saw it all, and I felt very unhappy!"
Han Xiangzhu lay in his arms, stretched out her hands to hug his waist, and said coquettishly: "Brother Zixun, I'm sorry, don't be angry. I promise to keep a distance from all boys in the future, and I will only smile at you.
Can I cheer you on, bring you water, and pass you a towel?"
Lu Zixun kissed her lightly on the forehead, his heart filled with sweetness because of her assurance.
"But, Xiangzhu, what should I do if I still feel very uncomfortable when I think about how nice you were to that boy Yang Fan this afternoon?" He raised the corner of his mouth, deliberately teasing her.
Han Xiangzhu, who had been lying in his arms, was silent for a minute, then suddenly raised his head and put his arms around his neck. Before he could react, he stood up on tiptoes and kissed him lightly on the lips like a dragonfly.
