Before he knew it, An Chengya's voice became a little hoarse, and his eyes were filled with relief when he looked at An Ning's eyes.

An Chengya touched An Ning's hair, and her face was filled with relief: "An Ning has grown up."

It is not the growth on the outside, but the inner heart, overnight, transforming from an ignorant little girl to a well-behaved, sensible and sensible girl.

An Chengya's eyes were filled with relief, and the stone finally landed on the ground was relieved, and An Ning felt sad in her heart when she saw it.

An Ning held An Chengya's hand.

An Chengya's hands were big and warm, An Ning's hands were like a small cat's paws, and were cherished by An Chengya as a rare treasure in the palm of her hand.

An Ning lowered her head and rubbed An Chengya's palm, her voice soft and attached, "Dad, thank you for your hard work."

An Ning didn't say why he worked hard, but An Chengya knew.

The father and daughter who had been disagreeing for many years because of He Ming's death finally reached a settlement at this moment.

It was Monday that An Ning returned to school again.

An Ning was the classroom I visited, and I remembered the ringtone as soon as I came in.

An Ning took out the textbook and started to memorize.

I don’t know how long it took, An Ning felt that her back was poked. An Ning raised her head and saw a boy looking at her timidly under the leadership of the squad leader, like a frightened rabbit. His eyes turned red because of her gaze. He lowered his head, and said to her in a crying voice: "An Ning, I'm sorry."

An Ning looked confused: "..."

An Ning subconsciously looked at the squad leader.

The squad leader coughed dryly and explained, "He was the one who smashed you with basketball that day."

An Ning then suddenly realized why the boy apologized to him.

It was obvious that the boy had not had a good sleep during this period. There was a clear black ball below his eyes. He looked at An Ning with a nervous look on his face. Because An Ning did not respond to his apology at the first time, the man's eyes actually accumulated tears quickly. He blinked, and two lines of clear tears fell across his cheeks.

An Ning was caught off guard by the other party's tears.

In An Ning's opinion, it is normal to miss the ball and hit someone, and she has no intention of pursuing it.

I really feel that it's wrong, just say sorry to her, but I didn't expect that when the person who smashed it becomes her, it will become something even more terrifying than a disaster film in the eyes of others.

An Ning knew that it was because of his identity that the other party was afraid that he would take the opportunity to deal with him, but this was really a prejudice against rich people. Rich people did not look down on you because you had no money like the ones performed on TV, nor would they blame you for your little mistakes or even do some excessive things.

However, even if she said these words, the other party would not believe them, and An Ning simply stopped saying them.

Just apologizing like this is really like moral kidnapping.

An Ning sighed in her heart and said the words the boy wanted to hear: "It doesn't matter, you didn't mean it."

After An Ning's forgiveness, the boy breathed a sigh of relief. He bowed to An Ning with a humble attitude, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and lowered his head and ran out of the classroom quickly.

After seeing An Ning’s conversation with the boy, the classmate who was originally memorizing the book added a touch of An Ning’s most familiar disgust.

Just like An Ning is an unforgivable evil person, forcing a sinless person to apologize to her in a humbly manner.

The eyes were like venom, and they penetrated into the peaceful pores along the air and spread into the peaceful blood. They were covered with malice that poured into the heart and spread to the heart, spreading to the limbs and bones.

It seemed like someone suddenly threw it into the ice water full of ice, and the peace and coldness were everywhere.

She obviously did nothing, but everyone thought she was aggressive.

Why are people always so superficial? She clearly said nothing, but because her family has money, she randomly speculated that she is a person with a bad temperament and vengeance. Can wealth never be equated with kindness?

An Ning lowered her eyes, her eye feathers were thick and dense, as if they were like a small brush, and she showed a shallow shadow on her cheeks, making her eyes look even more lonely.

After the morning reading, everyone went to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Mo Mo, who used to greet An Ning, just looked at An Ning and left with the others.

An Ning rejected Wu Heng's proposal to invite breakfast and lay on the table in a daze.

The weather is getting colder day by day. The treetops that were even green before have been dyed light yellow by the autumn wind. A gust of wind blows, and the leaves leave the treetops and sway in the air and fall to the ground.

An Ning was not very good at all, just like falling leaves, and was extremely low.

It was obviously not her fault, and the victim was her, but because she was a rich man, it became her fault.

Everyone is hoarsely emphasizing that everyone is equal, but this world has never been truly equal. In the past, the poor were always bullied by the rich, but now the rich are labeled because they are too rich. Even if you are kind, soft and easy to talk to, you will become a bastard who bullies others with power in the eyes of others.

"Give."

Suddenly a sound came from above his head. An Ning turned his head and hit Jiang Chengyang's dark eyes. Jiang Chengyang's pupils were as kind as black gems, and there were colors that An Ning couldn't understand. Jiang Chengyang was holding a bag of bread and a bottle of milk in his hand.

Jiang Chengyang was bathed in the sun, his fingers were slender in the sun, his nails were trimmed very neatly, and he was healthy red. The milk and bread in his hands were like a ray of sunlight sprinkled from the dark clouds, projecting onto An Ning's body, bringing An Ning out of his lowness, adding a hint of warmth to his originally gloomy mood.

An Ning didn't reach out to answer, but just asked Jiang Chengyang: "Why?"

Everyone avoided her, why did they buy her breakfast?

An Ning's head was slightly tilted, and her hair slid down her cheeks with her head tilted, and her eyes were wet, like a small animal abandoned but gritted her teeth and strong, very pitiful.

"You are in poor health." Jiang Chengyang learned to put An Ning's snacks and put the milk bread on An Ning's table, tore open his bread, and took a bite: "And, you are right."

So, you should not suffer from these prejudices.

In the last sentence, Jiang Chengyang's voice was very light, but it was like a ray of spring breeze, blowing down An Ning's self-doubt because of the disgust of her classmates.

Those hearts that are self-doubted because of other people's disgust slowly bloom into brilliant flowers because of this sentence.

Jiang Chengyang didn't say the second half of the sentence, but An Ning knew clearly what he wanted to say.

I thought everyone would look at him with tinted glasses, but I didn't expect that Jiang Chengyang wouldn't. An Ning's heart, which was tired because of misunderstanding, seemed to have been injected with a cardiotropic agent, and instantly returned to her former appearance.
Chapter completed!