LITTLE SWEETHEART

Chapter 73

However, he could not refuse the warm invitation from his uncle and aunt, so he had to accept it.

For the next half month, the two seemed to be back at the same table, sitting together and studying every day.

It seems like in a classroom environment where distance must be maintained, even holding a small hand has to be secretive.

Gu Siyi's parents took good care of them, especially Gu Siyi's mother, who brought them hot tea and fruits from time to time.

During this period, Xia Zhijuan was like the little brother next door, modest, polite, stable and generous. Regardless of whether he is in front of or behind him, he is always a role model for others, and he does not want to leave any cracks in the impression he leaves on his elders. The Gus and his wife were full of praises when talking about him.

Getting along was always short-lived. When Gu Siyi started school, Xia Zhijuan went back to school.

Thanks to Xia Zhijun's help during the holidays, Gu Siyi reviewed in an orderly manner and moved forward rhythmically in the last semester. The midterm exam results have reached a new level.

After Suhan debuted, he had a busy schedule, but he would also find time to go back to school. Every time he came back, there was a commotion in the school. Alumni surrounded his classroom on three levels outside. Because of the trouble of gathering in public places, his studies mainly rely on one-on-one tutoring.

Zheng Peipei, who was originally excited because of his instant fame, gradually became disappointed.

The distance between the two has become far away. They are no longer friends within reach, but stars out of reach. Usually, you can only check Weibo to learn about his updates.

One day, Su Han, who was fully armed, came to the classroom in an extremely low-key manner.

His location is separated by a corridor from Zheng Peipei's. Zheng Peipei was stunned when he saw him wearing a mask. His eyes were slightly bent and he was smiling at her.

Zheng Peipei returned to his seat and saw a beautiful small cardboard box on the table. The note hanging above reads: Desserts on the banks of the Seine, fallen leaves on the Champs Elysees in Paris.

This is Su Han's font, she knows it.

Zheng Peipei gently opened the delicate paper box. Inside was a delicate and touching dessert and a golden fallen leaf.

Zheng Peipei covered his lips and turned to look at Su Han, who was reading a book and doing questions.

She carefully put the things in the drawer, took out her mobile phone, and wanted to send him a WeChat message.

But the editors went back and forth and didn't know what to say. Finally put it away.

He took out his book and seemed to be immersed in studying, but in fact his mind was in confusion and his whole heart was filled with pink bubbles.

In his senior year of high school, Zheng Peipei took his studies much more seriously than he did in his first year of high school. In particular, my good sister Gu Siyi worked so hard, and she couldn't help but become more diligent when she was close to her. No matter what, you have to get into a similar university, otherwise you won't be able to pass the test at home.

Everyone is working hard on their own paths, time flies, and it's the birthday of the double star once a year.

Xia Zhijun flew back from the imperial capital to celebrate his birthday with his friends.

Even Su Han, a busy man, took time to come and get together.

Eight people, no more than one.

On this birthday, everyone inevitably talked about the future.