"Sorry, I won't make an appointment." Bu Yao refused her mercilessly. Although she was just cramming for the moment, she could get a good score every time.

Chi Xiaonian is not good anymore. Every time he crams, he will be kicked by the Buddha. This is really no luck.

"Yeah, are you going to leave me?" Chi Xiaonian's drama actress was on the rise. Those who didn't know thought she was acting in what kind of annual bitter drama she was acting.

"Stop." Bu Yao interrupted her performance with a expressionless face, "First, I can pass every time I cram the money, and there is no risk of failing the subject; second, it may not be certain if I don't come to school next year."

"What does it mean? Have you decided to go to the profession?" Chi Xiaonian stopped acting, and her whole body bounced off the chair like a spring.

"I will try my best to convince the old antique one of my house." This time, she didn't want to compromise anymore.

"Come on!" Chi Xiaonian patted her on the shoulder and joked: "If you are expelled from the house, remember to come to Jinshi to find me, and I will reluctantly take you in a while."

"You'd better take Dahei in first, thank you!" Bu Yao said, handing the cat cage to her.

Her home is far away from Jinshi City, so she is not at ease with her consignment, so every holiday, Chi Xiaonian takes Dahei home to raise her.

"Don't worry, I promise to keep it so I don't even know my biological mother."

"Get out, don't have any inappropriate thoughts about my son!"

The two of them reached the school gate clamoringly. Chi Xiaonian raised the cat cage and said, "Da Hei, see you again."

"Tsk, I haven't seen you for a month at least. I'll scold me before I left." Bu Yao pretended to beat her, and Chi Xiaonian ran away with her cat cage in her arms.

She ran until fifty meters away before she waved her hand and shouted: "See you next year!"

"See you next year." Bu Yao responded and took a taxi to the station.

Bu Yao’s family is in the north and it takes a day and a night to take the train. When she got off the train, she saw a familiar figure standing not far away.

This is a 15 or 16-year-old boy, wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, and his nose is a little red due to the cold wind for too long.

He stared at the person who got off the train, and waved excitedly after seeing a slender figure, "Bu Yao, here!"

"..." Hearing his name, Bu Yao held back all the touching he had just felt.

She dragged her suitcase to him, and thrust into his forehead: "You are not big or small, call me sister!"

"Ao--" Bu Yan wailed, his childish face bulged like a bun, "If I had known you were so fierce, I wouldn't have come to pick you up. Just carry your suitcase back by yourself."

Their family lives on the fifth floor and there is no elevator, so the only purpose of Bu Yan picking her up is to carry the box.

Bu Yao pushed the suitcase in front of him, "You really don't carry it?"

"I don't carry it." Bu Yan was so angry that he hummed: "My head still hurts now, I'm not shaking, I'm just a fool to carry it for you."

"If you don't have to bear it, don't have to bear it." Bu Yao stopped a taxi and reported his name.

Until she reached the doorstep, Bu Yan had not recovered from her surprise. After not seeing her for half a year, why did she suddenly become so easy to talk to?

If I had known what she wanted him to do in the past, it would have been coercion, temptation and intimidation.
Chapter completed!