An Ning reached out to grab the bread, tore open the packaging bag, and took a bite.

Red bean stuffed, sweet.

Pick up the milk and take a sip. The strong milk fragrance is filled with the sweetness and sourness of strawberries, which is sweet to the heart.

An Ning thought that it would be okay even if everyone misunderstood her. At least, there are still people who know their grievances and know that she is not wrong.

After breakfast, An Ning took the initiative to throw the garbage into the trash can, returned to her seat, looked at Jiang Chengyang who was reading a book with his head down, thinking about Jiang Chengyang's reputation as a top student and a poor family background, and asked: "Can you help me make up for your lessons?"

After An Ning knew that Jiang Chengyang's family was not well off, she chose to spend money to make Jiang Chengyang live a better life.

But the boy was delicate and sensitive, especially Jiang Chengyang's family background, which made his self-esteem extremely strong. A small move by others could make him guess a different meaning, not to mention An Ning's blatant spending money.

In Jiang Chengyang's opinion, An Ning's self-righteous intention was Mingyun humiliation.

An Ning’s so-called good for you is even a candy wrapped in deadly poison. Once the sugar layer outside melts, the poison inside will be sealed with blood, so Jiang Chengyang will have such a big reaction.

An Ning wants to help Jiang Chengyang.

What Jiang Chengyang lacks the most now is money.

An Ning could not use the same method as the original owner to directly spend money, so she chose a more roundabout way.

She is studying hard now, and Jiang Chengyang is good at studying, and she provides money. Jiang Chengyang only provides money. This is the help Jiang Chengyang needs the most.

Jiang Chengyang's fingers holding the book froze: "Why me? With your family's conditions, you should be able to find a better teacher."

"Those people were found by my dad, so I will definitely report them to my dad." An Ning lowered her voice like a little secret, muttering in Jiang Chengyang's ear: "You may not know that my mom died when I was very young. I was in poor health since I was a child. My dad was a little nervous about me."

The warm breathing hit Jiang Chengyang's ears with a tide, like a feather passing by the tip of his heart, or like a snowflake falling on Jiang Chengyang's heart, silent, but it brought a surging throbbing.

This feeling is like another self in this world.

Jiang Chengyang said 'yes', as if he agreed.

When An Ning saw Jiang Chengyang agree, she smiled instantly on her face, her eyes were bright, comparable to the stars in the sky.

An Ning picked up his phone and sent a message to An Chengya, saying that he had found someone to help him make up for his lessons.

Jiang Chengyang suddenly spoke: "Come on today?"

An Ning blinked: "If you want, start today."

"Yes." Jiang Chengyang took out a piece of paper and put it in front of An Ning, and said while writing: "The evening self-study within the week will be over. I will help you make up for the lessons until 10:30. I have time for two days on the weekend, but I don't have transportation and I need you to provide a pick-up and drop-off. Is it OK?"

Seeing that Jiang Chengyang had arranged the time for tutoring, An Ning nodded hurriedly: "It should be, it should be, is there any?"

"How much can you give to make up for the tutoring fee?" Jiang Chengyang did not hide his desire for money.

Thinking about the current situation at home, a trace of tension flashed across Jiang Chengyang's face.

Jiang Chengyang's fingers buried under his sleeve clenched into fists, and his voice became tense unconsciously: "Can you advance it?"

An Ning tilted her head and thought about the fees for the tutors An Chengya helped find, and said with her fingers: "Is it OK to have two hundred per hour? How much do you want to advance? I'll transfer it to you now."

Jiang Chengyang looked at An Ning.

An Ning's eyes were clear and transparent, and the emotions in her eyes were clear at a glance, and there were no emotions that she thought would appear.

Jiang Chengyang glanced at An Ning's face with a faint smile, and the big stone that was raised in his heart fell to the ground without realizing it.

Jiang Chengyang lowered his eyelids to cover the emotions in his eyes: "Five thousand, is that okay?"

An Ning didn't ask Jiang Chengyang why she wanted five thousand yuan. She just turned on her phone and looked at Jiang Chengyang and asked: "WeChat or Alipay? If you need cash, I can let..."

"Just WeChat."

Jiang Chengyang opened the QR code on his mobile phone, asked An Ning to add friends, and then transferred the money.

An Ning transferred the money to Jiang Chengyang, lowered his head to read the book, without any curiosity or sympathy, just like, Jiang Chengyang was completely equal to him.

The class in the third year of high school is very heavy, and four consecutive classes make people unable to breathe.

After the last class in the morning, An Ning took a pen and calculated the last big question that the math teacher had just talked about on draft paper, and suddenly Mo Mo's voice sounded in his ears.

Because of nervousness, Mo Mo's voice unconsciously tensed into a line. She stood in front of An Ning's table, looking at An Ning's hair, trying to make herself look the same as before: "An Ning, I'm having a meal."

An Ning raised her head and looked at Mo Mo.

Mo Mo gave birth to an apple face, with round eyes and looked particularly friendly. Because of this before, An Ning especially liked Mo Mo.

An Ning always thought that he and Mo Mo were already friends.

But what happened in the morning made An Ning understand that she and Mo Mo were not friends.

An Ning's pupils are amber, clear and transparent, and you can see the bottom at a glance, but at the same time, when she looks at someone like this, it seems that the person is transparent in her eyes, and all emotions are like being placed on the surface, with nowhere to hide.

Mo Mo was stared straight at An Ning, and had the illusion that An Ning could see through his little thoughts. Mo Mo's fingers were twisted together uncomfortably: "Why do you think of me like this?"

An Ning withdrew her gaze and laughed at herself: "I'm not hungry, you go with the others."

An Ning thought that he and Mo Mo were tolerant, and Mo Mo became a fake friend only after pretending to be close.

Such friends are worse than plastics. Since they are not sincere, then don’t want them.

The fairy tale is about a prince and a princess. In real life, the noble princess is with an ordinary person who thinks he is at the bottom. The princess thinks he is making friends, but ordinary people think it is giving alms.

Since we shouldn't be together, then don't be together, so as not to feel sad in the end.

Mo Mo was uncomfortable when An Ning saw her at that glance. After An Ning refused, she instantly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left.

Looking at Mo Mo's back without any lingeringness, An Ning pulled the corner of her mouth and lowered her head to continue the question she hadn't done just now.

The lunch was brought by Wu Heng’s help.

Wu Heng sat opposite An Ning, eating voraciously, and complained: "Why did I tell you back then? People who are not in the same circle should not be forced to blend. Now, it's okay, but your fault is your fault if you suffer."

An Ning was also hurt by Wu Heng's arguing. She raised her head and glanced at Wu Heng, and replied slowly: "I'm happy."

Wu Heng choked by An Ning and rolled his eyes directly: "Okay, just be happy. I, no matter you, when you cry, you will know who is the one who is really good for you."
Chapter completed!