And next to her, there was always that cold, arrogant and aloof young man.

The young man used to sit next to her and watch her do her homework and memorize texts, but she didn't like studying and often antagonized him.

She was usually pampered at home, and everyone in Qiao's house would pamper her, but he didn't. He even hit the palm of her hand with a ruler.

When he thought about it, Qiao Muyuan shook his little hand. It hurt.

She turned her head and glanced at Ji Changmu, who was also looking at the window.

She smiled: "Teacher Ji?"

"Classmate Qiao Muyuan."

"Call me cutie."

"What's so cute about you?"

"..."

Qiao Muyuan walked to the cabinet on the wall. There were also some books and homework books that she had read since she was a child. She didn't want to throw them away after all these years.

She was the first to turn over a ruler.

Qiao Muyuan walked towards Ji Changmu with a ruler and looked at him maliciously: "If you don't obey, you will be punished."

Ji Changmu took a step back: "Why do you keep it?"

He recognized this ruler.

When she was taking extra classes, Qiao Muyuan's favorite ruler was a ruler. She didn't like doing homework, but she liked to use a knife to carve pictures on the ruler.

"I didn't expect Teacher Ji to recognize him." Qiao Muyuan looked at where he was hiding. "Teacher Ji is very talented. Do you know that there is a saying called 'Feng Shui takes turns'? Extend your hand."

"Refuse." Ji Changmu was not going to be fooled by her.

"Reach out." She patted the small ruler.

"impossible."

"Back then you..."

"I never hit you back then, and I was very kind to you." Ji Changmu took the lead, "If I had treated you badly, you wouldn't have kept me teaching you for so long. Right? Qiao Muyuan."

Qiao Muyuan gritted his teeth: "Ji Changmu! You are confusing right and wrong, don't try to modify my memory, reach out, hurry up, I will count to three, one, two..."

Ji Changmu obediently stretched out his right hand and handed it to her.

With a "snap", Qiao Muyuan lightly hit his palm with a ruler, but Ji Changmu grabbed his wrist the next second.

He took the ruler from her, wrapped her little hand in his palm, and curled his lips: "You are really willing to give up."

"Please give me a hug and let's go see the persimmon trees."

"If you don't hug me, your hands will hurt a lot."

"Do you want to hug me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was picked up by Ji Changmu and carried to the window.

Back then, the persimmon trees were not tall and she was very small. There were only two ways to pick persimmons outside the window in autumn.

One was picked by Ji Changmu, and the other was picked by Ji Changmu.

The latter method is more dangerous, and Ji Changmu is not willing to do it, but he can't stop her crying.

Now, Ji Changmu can pick the persimmons outside the window without Ji Changmu hugging her.

But, she just wanted him to hug her.

When she reached the window, she reached out and picked an unripe persimmon.

"Why did you pick it? It's not ripe yet." Ji Changmu was helpless.

"For you to eat."

"..."

Qiao Muyuan smiled as if her prank had succeeded. She wouldn't be willing to give it to him.

Just like just now, how could she really hit him? She couldn't bear to do it.

Outside the window, the clouds are light and the wind is gentle, the sky is blue, the summer breeze is clear, and the air is filled with the smell of green trees all over the mountains and fields.

The wind blew against Qiao Muyuan's ears. She squinted her eyes and looked out the window, talking to Ji Changmu about the distant past.

At that time, he would go back to Bincheng in the summer, and she would not be able to see him for a whole summer vacation.

"Brother Ji, when will you take me to Beijing University again?"
Chapter completed!