MTL - Whispering To You-Chapter 20 20 Whisper

Chen Ran's words "ugly to death" made Cheng Yin's mood drop to the bottom.

No one ever said she was ugly.

She immediately shrugged and walked out with her head lowered.

Cheng Sheng was waiting for her at the door, thanked Wang Yunhui and took Cheng Yin downstairs.

From the elevator to the car, Cheng Sheng did not speak.

Cheng Yin felt a little strange, but didn't ask any further questions.

She's also having a hard time.

Back home, Cheng Yin walked directly to her room.

Looking at it, Cheng Yin's eyes were a little pantothenic acid.

Cheng Yin rubbed her eyes and found them wet.

She sighed, fell down, and looked at the pink unicorn lamp on the table.

She didn't want to wipe it either, her mind was full of Xiao Siran's sentence "Do you really think this last-to-last ignorant person with a blank mind can represent our school?!" and the silence of the whole class .

This hurts.

In her almost eighteen years of life, the only thing that made her sadder than this was the day her grandmother passed away.

She was only twelve years old at the time, my grandmother came home from the hospital and didn’t want to wear an oxygen mask anymore, so she put her arms around her and leaned against the bed, breathless, “grandmother can’t see A Yinchang When you're older, Ayin wants to be healthy, safe and happy."

And said to the parents and brother by the bed: "You have to protect Ayin, don't let her be bullied."

For some reason, thinking of grandma Cheng Yin's tears, she couldn't stop her tears, and the tears wet half of her sleeves unknowingly.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Cheng Sheng asked outside: "Ayin, I want to come in."

Cheng Yin immediately wiped her tears with a tissue, but when Cheng Sheng came in, her tears had dried up, but her red eyes couldn't deceive anyone.

And as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse like she had cried.

"What?"

Cheng Sheng was still wearing a mask, standing at the door, holding his hand on the door frame, the moment he saw Cheng Yin's red eyes and nose, he forgot what to say.

"Go out if you're okay." Cheng Yin turned back to him, "I'm going to do my homework."

Cheng Sheng looked at her back and frowned helplessly.

Ten minutes later, Cheng Sheng came in with a glass of hot milk.

"Drink some milk."

Cheng Yin's emotions were almost cleared at this time, she held the cup and took a sip.

Cheng Sheng sat beside her, tried to speak several times, but swallowed back.

Finally, he asked, "What's for dinner?"

Cheng Yin dared not say that he had eaten ten skewers of roasted scorpions, and lied: "Claypot rice."

"With whom?"

Under normal circumstances, Cheng Sheng would not ask more questions, and Cheng Yin himself was a little guilty, so he said, "Xie Ying."

Cheng Sheng was silent for a long time.

Although Cheng Yin seems to be doing his homework, he actually keeps his ears pricked to catch Cheng Sheng's reaction.

For a long time, Cheng Sheng just sighed.

"Ayin, didn't I say I was coming to pick you up from school this morning?"

Cheng Yin said "ah", "I forgot!"

Cheng Sheng's brows furrowed more and more tightly, holding down Cheng Yin's hand, forcing her to no longer be able to do her homework.

"Why did you cry just now? Did someone bully you?"

It was discovered.

Cheng Yin hurriedly said: "No, no, it's just... just being scolded by the teacher."

Cheng Sheng looked at Cheng Yin's red ears, distressed and sad.

His sister's cry today must be related to the tablemate named "Chen Ran".

Cheng Sheng sat in Cheng Yin's room for a while.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally Cheng Sheng broke the silence.

He pointed to a biology question on Cheng Yin's workbook and said, "Wrong."

Cheng Yin looked at the question and then at Cheng Sheng.

"What should I do then?"

Cheng Sheng was a little confused.

This is the first time Cheng Yin has taken the initiative to ask him. If she usually points out what she did wrong, she doesn't care, she will say that the teacher will talk about it in class tomorrow.

In fact, when she came back the next day, her answer was still the same.

Cheng Yin immersed herself in the question, thought for a long time, and didn't know how to answer it.

He is a biology major, and he can see Cheng Yin's mistakes at a glance, but if he is asked to explain to Cheng Yin, he cannot express it with the theory of knowledge that high school students can understand.

Let him reduce his dimensionality and think, which is too embarrassing for him.

A few minutes passed, but Cheng Yin didn't wait for Cheng Sheng's answer.

"Brother, you... can't do it?"

Cheng Sheng: "You should listen to the teacher in class tomorrow."

The next morning, when Cheng Yin arrived in the classroom, it was already full of people.

The last two seats are empty, she and Chen Ran.

The assignments for the representatives of each subject have almost been collected, and Cheng Yin has to hand them in the same way.

The representative of the chemistry class is Xiao Siran, who is currently counting the assignments.

"Forty-three, forty-four, forty-five, forty-six... Who hasn't handed in the work—"

As soon as she looked up, she saw Cheng Yin standing in front of her, holding chemistry homework in her hand.

The girl in front of her was wearing a new school uniform, her slim suit was tightly buttoned, but she wore a butterfly tie around the neckline, which just made this serious school uniform cute and cute.

Pleated skirts are knee-length, which is why many girls are reluctant to wear new school uniforms.

This length is too devilish, if the calf is not thin, long and straight enough, wearing this is simply suicide.

Cheng Yin not only wears it, but also wears colorful socks that exceed the Achilles tendon in the high-top canvas shoes.

This is just... I can't wait to tell the world that I have a pair of beautiful legs.

Xiao Siran stopped looking at her, took her homework and sat down without saying anything.

But when Cheng Yin was gone, she couldn't help but look back.

She thought Cheng Yin would wear a double ponytail today, after all, after she did this yesterday, many boys in the class were obviously discussing it in private.

There are also boys from outside classes to watch.

I didn't expect that she would have an ordinary ball head today.

But even so, as soon as Cheng Yin turned her head away, the boys around her started talking about the new school uniform she was wearing today and the round hair she combed.

Xiao Siran sullenly lowered her head and fiddled with her homework, counted both sides, and finally figured out who had not turned in her homework.

Chen Ran.

She looked back and glanced at the empty seat.

It's hard.

Since the chocolate incident happened, she felt that Zhang Yuehai looked at her strangely every day.

Actually, she didn't know, Zhang Yuehai taught books for decades, and he didn't look down on Xiao Siran too much after seeing such things.

It's normal for a puberty little girl, it's not right to play a little bit of thought, but it's not enough to make Zhang Yuehai look down on her.