With Oliver covering, Rita slept soundly in the advanced math class.
Drool peacefully.
Feeling the wetness, Oliver couldn’t help but frown.
However!
He tilted his head to look at the girl’s porcelain white little face, his eyes hidden but full of doting.
This woman …
“Oliver, are you free today? Can you tutor me after class on the high …” number!
Maryam Cox walked towards Oliver with her textbook, shyly and unmistakably.
However, when she saw Rita sleeping with Oliver’s hand on her pillow, she was stunned.
What the hell?
Rita the bitch sleeps with Oliver’s hand on her pillow.
For a second, Maryam stared at Rita with the intention of killing her.
She fought down the urge to pull Rita away and looked at Oliver inquiringly, “Oliver, Rita she this …?”
Oliver did not respond.
He was silent and Maryam pursed her lips again and continued, “She slept so well that she didn’t even know what she had pulled under her head.”
Oliver: “…”
The man’s face was expressionless and there was no obvious resistance, so Maryam assumed she had just guessed right.
She secretly snickered.
And then raised his hand and pushed Rita away and took it upon himself to pull Oliver’s hand out, “Oliver is embarrassed to push his friend away, I’ll help you, no thanks.”
No thanks?
Oliver was angry at Maryam’s confidence.
His mood change, Maryam did not find, the whole person red-faced staring at the toes, “Oliver … heard that a new coffee shop opened next to the school, will be free later? We go to try a taste?”
As Maryam said these words, Rita raised her sleepy little face.
Seeing that her classmates had left, she wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth and her eyes fell on Maryam’s body.
“Maryam, what did you just say? Want to have coffee together?”
Maryam’s smile froze slightly and she opened her mouth to say “who wants to be with you, you’re worthy”.
But in order to keep up appearances around Oliver, one can only nod, “… Yes, yes, does Rita have time? Accompany me and Oliver for a coffee?”
With whom?
Maryam and Oliver?
Rita’s eyes went wide, looked at Maryam and then at Oliver, froze for a few seconds and then seemed to have an epiphany of something, “You two … cough …”
Knowing that Rita misunderstood, Maryam did not explain, but deliberately sat on her suspicions, “We are going to have coffee, Rita join us?”
Rita laughed dryly twice and wanted to open her mouth to refuse to be a light bulb.
And that’s when Oliver’s eyes fell on her at his side, “I’m okay with her.”
Rita was stunned by the sudden words, “Huh?”
Oliver raised his eyes to Maryam, his eyebrows were cold and hard, “First, I didn’t agree to have coffee with her.”
Maryam blushed slightly.
Oliver continued without expression, “Secondly, I have no relationship with her other than that of a classmate, so don’t be misled.”
The hand at Maryam’s side snapped tight and her face turned from white to blue.
“Third, I like you.” Oliver said with a sideways glance, his eyes fell back on Rita and continued.
Rita froze.
What … what?
Did she confess?
Before she could react, Oliver got up and dragged her out of the classroom.
Maryam standing in place by Oliver this knife a knife zap almost can not hold up, hand a shaking advanced mathematics textbook fell to the ground.
Oliver turned her down.
Not only that … he confessed to Rita in front of her.
Rita, it’s this bitch again!!!
Maryam looked at Rita with red eyes and insane jealousy in her eyes.
…
Rita was pulled out of the classroom and after making sure Maryam wasn’t following her, she raised her hand and slapped Oliver’s hand away, “Come on, stop acting, she’s not catching up.”
Oliver was stunned for a moment, as if he had an epiphany, pretending to look relaxed, “It’s good that he didn’t follow.”
But no one noticed the unnatural look in his eyes when he said this.
Rita didn’t notice anyway.
She took Oliver’s confession as just a shield to push her out.
“Pro, are you sick for pulling me down in order to reject Maryam?”
Oliver was unimpressed, “Did he?”
“Is there a …?? Yes, there must be!
I will be hated by all the girls in the school just because you said that.
My life in the school is already difficult, by you so screwed, I really become a sandwich survival.”
Rita looked at Oliver sorrowfully and squatted bitterly on the ground and wrote a big – miserable.
Oliver stared at the words the girl had written and couldn’t help but frown at them.
Tragic?
Being liked by him, she felt miserable?
Rita, say you waste you are really strength waste.
Do you know how many girls want me to like it?
And you can to good …
A face of disgust, a face of sadness.
Am I really that much worse than that guy?
Oliver’s heart sank slightly at the thought of this.
But soon, he brushed away the soreness and swelling and resumed his playful look as he squatted beside Rita: “I’ll treat the cutie to coffee as compensation?”
Rita rolled her eyes in disgust, “I carried such a big bomb for you, a cup of coffee and you want to buy me off?”
Is she such an easy person to bribe?
Oliver raised an eyebrow, “Plus a tiramisu.”
Seeing that Rita was unmoved, Oliver continued to entice her, “Not enough? How about a double?”
Rita: “Hey hey hey … deal.”
Seeing the bright smile on the girl’s face, Oliver’s eyes narrowed in a nice way.
He thought it would be nice to be a friend to keep her company.
After all, her smile is really bright, inexplicably healing, inexplicably pleasant.
Liam you must be good to this silly girl, if you make her sad, I Oliver will never back down again.
At that time, he would definitely do whatever he could to take her away from that man.
“Don’t be dumb, go!” Seeing him standing still, Rita’s small mouth turned up, “Nah ~ you’re not thinking of backtracking again, are you?”
Oliver snickered and gently scratched her little nose, “What kind of messed up image is this of me in your mind?”
Rita spread her hands, “Who’s to blame for that, didn’t you get into trouble yourself?”
By Rita’s words whacked Oliver almost vomited blood.
He smiled helplessly, “Well, I got myself into trouble, if I could, I wish we could have met in a different way.”
Instead, he approached her to get back at Liam.
For so many days, Oliver has been wondering if everything would be different if he met her in a different way.
Will the person she likes turn out to be him?
Oliver looked again at the girl at his side, but his eyes were dense with hope.
If there really is a day to get to know each other again, Rita, would you like me?