Chapter 489 The wife next door is growing up 14


Chapter 489 The wife next door is growing up 14

One month before the high school entrance examination.

In the classroom, Qing Wu was immersed in reading a pure German novel when he suddenly felt a shadow covering his face.

Looking up, she smiled: "Classmate Tao Yi, are you okay?"

Tao Yi glanced at the book in her hand and found that she couldn't understand it, so she calmly looked away.

She smiled and put her hair back and asked softly: "Oh, I'm here to ask which high school you plan to enter?"

Entrance exams are required to pass from junior high school to high school. There are three high schools in this county, namely No. 1 Middle School, No. 2 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School.

Among them, No. 1 Middle School only recruits students who have scored 550 points or above in the high school entrance examination.

Qingwu and Lu Bai have been ranked first and second in the grade for the past three years.

Qingwu replied casually: "Yizhong."

There was a confidence in his tone that was irrefutable.

"No. 1 Middle School... Did Lu Bai also pass the No. 1 Middle School exam?" Tao Yi couldn't help but blush slightly at the mention of that handsome young man.

From the first to the third year of junior high school, her seat had been changed countless times, and now she was no longer sitting in front of Lu Bai.

Knowing that the man had an aloof and cold temperament and didn't like to talk much, she didn't ask him this question directly. Instead, she asked Tang Qingwu indirectly.

Qingwu blinked: "Xiao Bai?"

She hasn't asked him this question yet.

She thought for a moment and said, "He should go to No. 1 Middle School with me."

Go with her?

Tao Yi's eyes darkened, and he murmured inexplicably: "Really..."

Qingwu smiled: "Do you, fellow ceramic artist, have any questions to ask?"

"No more."

"Oh." She lowered her head and continued reading.

This lukewarm look on her made Tao Yi bite her lip, and returned to her seat without staying any longer.

Qingwu curled his lips nonchalantly. She was still a little girl, her thoughts were written all over her face, and she moved towards her as if she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to tell.

School is over in the afternoon.

On the way home, she asked her little boy about his studies.

The other party did not answer first, but instead asked her which high school she wanted to attend.

After hearing her answer, he said calmly: "That's it."

Qingwu turned his head and looked at his delicate and fair face, "What if I want to go to No. 2 Middle School?"

"Then I'll go to No. 2 Middle School with you." The boy looked straight ahead. This choice seemed to him as if he didn't need to think much at all.

Hearing this, she sighed, then stopped, and called him seriously: "Lu Bai."

She always called him Xiaobai.

Hearing the girl suddenly call his full name, Lu Bai paused in his steps, turned around and looked at her who was two steps behind with an innocent and helpless look, "What's wrong?"

Qing Wu looked at him with straight eyes, "Lu Bai, you don't always have to make the same choice as me."

The other party was obviously stunned. After a few seconds, he tilted his head in confusion: "Why?"

"Although we grew up together and have a good relationship like family members, we will have different lives in the future and we cannot always be together."

After a pause, she lowered her eyelashes and grabbed the backpack strap with both hands: "We do everything together, so what will we do when we are separated in the future?"

Lu Bai pursed her thin lips, finding it difficult to understand her question.

"Why separate? We will not separate."

Qingwu curled his lips when he heard this.

I thought to myself that my bamboo horse is still not enlightened.

He seemed not to feel the restlessness and palpitations of adolescence at all, and looked as if he wanted to be a lifelong good friend and a good neighbor with her.

Now that we are all in the third grade of junior high school, we can't stay so ignorant.

(End of chapter)

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