Jiao Bai was a senior high school student before entering the manhua,and the knowledge in the textbooks was all in his head, it was still hot. He didn't need to spend time reviewing He just tried his best to make a hypocritical and disgusting thing in front of Young Master Shen every day, and observe the other party's reaction by the way.
Young Master Shen dressed simply, the school uniform was enough, the sneakers on his feet were not big brands, it was not obvious from anywhere that he was a child of a rich family. This might be influenced by his mother, living quite simply. He was a very taciturn, an unsociable and most handsome top student in school. There was no one around him except Liang Dong.
Jiao Bai had been in class for a week, but he didn't hear a word from Shen Er An.
Until more than half a month later, Jiao Bai went to the office to find the teacher after school...
"No, it doesn't matter." At the corner, the boy whispered to the girl who knocked down his sketchbook and kept apologizing to him. He still wanted to say something, but it seemed that he was struggling, and his tongue seemed disobedient.
The finger bones of the boy holding the sketchbook turned white and blue. He lowered his head, and his tall and thin figure stood under the shadow of the tree, giving people an unspeakable embarrassment and innocence.
Jiao Bai took half a step back and hid in the corner, tiptoed a little on the ground. In the later stage of "Broken Wings", Li Jue was too cheap, Shen Er An was too scumbag, there was no crematorium about it. A large number of fans of protagonist couldn't stand it any longer and asked for a change of Gong. Casually ML number 2, ML number 3, ML number 4,ML number 5, ML number 6 were in the top position. Even though the author was under siege on Weibo, she resolutely refused to change the settings. She only enriched Shen Er An's character design and drew his youth story.
Probably because compared with the main story line, the youth chapter was not bloody enough, Jiao Bai didn't remember many details.
It turned out that young master Shen stuttered a bit when he was young. That was why he rarely speaks.
Jiao Bai continued to wait and see.
The girl stuck out her tongue and trotted away, her ponytail swinging in a lively and lovely arc. She didn't know that the boy she had a crush on also had a crush on her, and her name was written on a sincere heart.
The most common thing in this world is that there is no same fate.
Seeing that Shen Er An had stood there for a while and then went downstairs, Jiao Bai didn't go to the teacher anymore, and followed in a hurry.
Shen Er An didn't live in the old house nor did he live with Shen Ji. He rented a house not far from the school and spent three years in high school. The house was still shared with a student of the same grade, and the student dropped out of school due to personal reasons. As soon as the rental advertisement was posted, Jiao Bai, who had been waiting for an opportunity, moved over there immediately.
Jiao Bai asked for leave in the morning to move, and now he and Shen Er An were roommates.
When school was over, the warm golden afterglow of the setting sun danced on the boys. Jiao Bai rode a bicycle slowly behind Shen Er An and entered the community together with him, picked an elevator downstairs in building 27, went upstairs and stopped at the 11th floor, at the door of 1101.
Jiao Bai was looking forward to the change in Shen Er An's expression.
Unexpectedly Shen Er An didn't show obvious emotional ups and downs. He took the key to open the door and walked towards his bedroom. It seemed that to him, it didn't matter who his roommate was.
"It's boring." Jiao Bai bent down and took off his shoes, threw his schoolbag into the living room, and went to the kitchen to cook dinner.
The door of Shen Er An's room was always closed, and he never came out after entering.
Jiao Bai felt that Shen Er An in this period was like an insecure little animal, shrunk in its own shell, afraid of light and afraid of life.
It's so cute, I want to hold it and purring many times in my arms.
Jiao Bai just thought about it, he might not dare to purr, he accidentally learned something a few days ago - Shen Er An had beaten someone at school.
The date was the old lady's birthday, and the cause was that the paper dragonfly in his desk pocket was dismembered by a boy, and he and his accomplices taunted him for putting on a show.
Students who were too good in study and appearance and have not shown their swords were likely to attract the jealousy and oppression of others.
Shen Er An, who was usually so quiet must be shocking and horrifying when he erupts.
That time, Jiao Bai was sitting in the back seat of the car and witnessed Shen Ji receiving a call from the teacher. He smiled coldly and asked the teacher to do whatever he wanted, and when he was done, he threw his phone in a rage.
Shen Ji was angry, probably because the teacher described that Shen Er An was covered in blood, fell to the ground holding a broken paper dragonfly and called his mother.softly. That woman was the source of Shen Ji's hatred and the ugliest stroke in his life.
After a school fight, Shen Er An went to school as usual with injuries, but the boy and his accomplices who were beaten to death by him and their parents did not come to school to make trouble.
The rumor that Shen Er An was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family arose because of this, but it didn't spread very well. Liang Dong's role as a lackey and minion was not just a show.
Jiao Bai's thoughts returned, he was waiting to go to school with Shen Er An tomorrow morning, but when he got up in the morning, Shen Er An had already left.
It was also difficult to communicate after school.
Usually Jiao Bai waited for mother Liang Dong to leave before he could get close to Shen Er An. He said ten words, but Shen Er An didn't make a single sound.
Fortunately, their roommates relationship was not harmonious, but they were not rigid either. They lived under the same roof, each with their own space, which was barely harmonious.
Jiao Bai sometimes complained to Zhang Zhen about his roommate.
Zhang Zhen was a man who doesn't take jokes. He reasoned with Jiao Bai that peace is the most important thing in everything. If there is any conflict, sit down and talk about it. Don't hit, If you do, you must not suffer a lose.
Increasingly paternalized.
Jiao Bai hoped that Zhang Zhen would complain about his third brother so that he could analyze it.
As for Qi Yilao, maybe only Old Shen was genuine. Jiao Bai intended to wait for his rank to improve a lot before confronting him.
The temperature would dropped and the autumn wind was so fierce that it made people's head hurt. In the math class, the teacher wrote a few questions with chalk and calling people to go up and do it. Jiao Bai was among them, and he was assigned the final question.
Jiao Bai rubbed his face and walked towards the podium. Based on the academic performance of the original owner Wang Chuqiu, if he was originally from Class 7, then now was the face-slapping session.
The original owner studied in the middle school in the town before coming to Nancheng, and stayed in the circle for the next two years from 17 years old to the 19 years old. Jiao Bai could have a new identity and appeared here, all because he used his golden finger to spend money to find someone who could handle things for him..
What about the 20 million? must not spend too much.
Jiao Bai went overboard, his English was not very good, but mathematics was relatively good. He wrote a few steps with chalk, his eyes rolled, he erased them all, and re-wrote it again.
"Why is that Chao Rou (stir-fried pork) still not coming down?" Liang Dong shook his legs with contempt and laughed, "he is writing groundlessly, shit."
Shen Er An solved the calculation on the draft paper.
"He's still writing," Liang Dong said awkwardly, "he must at least use all the formulas he knows, but it broke him."
Jiao Bai's female desk-mate turned her head and kicked Liang Dong: "You are so annoying."
"Is it interesting to give people nicknames?" She snorted, "I think you are just envious of my family Jiao Bai."
Fuck, this is all family? Is that bitch so popular? Liang Dong was about to turn hostile, Shen Er An kicked him and his gaze fell on the blackboard.
When Jiao Bai patted the chalk off his hand and came down, he found that Shen Er An was watching his problem-solving steps.
He deliberately erased the conventional solution and replaced it with a complicated and interesting one.
As a matter of fact, it was forced to play a role.
After Jiao Bai sat down, the female desk-mate leaned over and admired, "Bai bai, you are so amazing."
Jiao Bai's nickname was this. His friends used to call him that, and he was very happy to be called that when he came here: "You know I got it right?"
"I don't know." The female desk-mate shook her head, "But you have written so much, it looks very compelling."
Jiao Bai: "..."
Jiao Bai not only solved the problem correctly, but it was also solved beautifully. The teacher boasted that from this moment on, the new student was his cub.
Jiao Bai gained fame and popularity with one question, and the number of people who asked him for WeChat also increased significantly. But Jiao Bai couldn't be happy.
Because he hadn't broken through Shen Er An's firewall yet.
One night at the end of the month, it was almost eleven o'clock. Jiao Bai was writing papers while soaking his feet when there was noise from downstairs. He casually stepped on his slippers and went to the window to look.
Knowing the situation outside, Jiao Bai sat back and continued soaking his feet to do the questions, and took the time to reply Zhang Zhen's message: Sister, there was a fire on the sixth floor of my place, I was on the eleventh floor, and I haven't finished the paper yet. Then followed by a somewhat panicked expression.
In fact, there was no wind tonight, it should be fine if the floors were not next to each other.
Zhang Zhen sent a voice message.
Jiao Bai was a little surprised, this was the first time Zhang Zhen send voice message to him, so he clicked on it.
He did not know where the man is, the background was slightly chaotic. He was like a brother, his tone was calm and reassuring: "The fire happened in the same building, so don't be careless. You open the door and take a look at the corridor. If there is no smoke or the smoke is very faint, go down quickly. Don't take the elevator, take the stairs, if the smoke is a bit thick, just cover your mouth and nose with a wet towel..."
Jiao Bai's expression suddenly changed, he smelled the smell of smoke, the wind is coming!
Flag really didn't stand.
Jiao Bai took the phone and ran out: "Young Master Shen?"
There was no movement in Shen Er An's room.
"Classmate Shen?" Jiao Bai changed his address but he still didn't respond.
"Shen Er An!"
Jiao Bai waited for a few seconds before kicking the door, he kicked it several times before he opened the door, there was no one inside. Shen Er An had already gone the fuck down without reminding him!
Damn.
Fortunately, I am still worried about your safety.
Jiao Bai hurried downstairs with a stinky face and saw a paper dragonfly on the stairs on the ninth floor.
Jiao Bai:? ? ?
Da da da--
A series of footsteps came up from downstairs, the rhythm was a little chaotic.
Shen Er An appeared in the corridor from the eighth floor to the ninth floor with a small wooden box in his arms. When he noticed something, he stopped and looked up.
The young man was squatting by the wall, holding the paper dragonfly between his fingers. He patted the wings of the dragonfly twice, blew close to it and said with a smile, "Little poor, your master left you here. Don't be afraid, brother will take you to find him."
Shen Er An saw the young man stand up and meet his gaze, stunned and awkwardly hid the paper dragonfly behind him, and then took it out again calmly.
"What, I didn't step on it."
"If you don't believe me, take a look." Jiao Bai walked down the stairs and spread the paper dragonfly in front of Shen Er An, "It's good."
Shen Er An stretched out his hand to catch the paper dragonfly and his fingertips touched his palm.
Jiao Bai held the paper dragonfly and the boy's fingertips slightly, looked into his eyes and said with a smile, "You haven't thanked me yet, Young Master Shen."
