Women's bathroom door.
Xu Jiao stood in the corridor and looked at the sky in the distance. The low-key gold was plated on the layers of dark blue and almost gray, and the layers of light red, orange, and purple were blurred, dyeing the clouds into a natural look. mixed colours.
Like a palette flipped over by a god.
But even this arbitrariness is unparalleled beauty.
She looked at the sky, and the sky fell into her eyes, reflecting her black pupils.
I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a movement behind him: "...Okay, okay, thank you."
Xu Jiao's straight figure turned around, with a clean air. After the Band-Aid was torn off on her forehead, her entire face was as flawless as white jade, and her facial features were even more beautiful, making Shen Yelan unconsciously stunned.
Xu Jiao looked her up and down and nodded to her: "Then go back."
After she finished speaking, Xu Jiao turned around and was about to go to the classroom to carry the schoolbag that she had just dropped, but Shen Yelan tacitly assumed that she was going home with her, and hurriedly followed, put the schoolbag that had been packed on her back, and locked it. After entering the classroom door, he followed Xu Jiao out.
When approaching the school gate, Shen Yelan quietly raised her eyes to look at Xu Jiao's profile, after a long deliberation, she whispered:
"The coat... I'll bring it back to you after I go back and wash it, can I?"
Xu Jiao said "um".
The topic is off.
Shen Yelan's eyes were lost, and she regretted how she went to the bookstore to read all the study materials before, and didn't find anything like "Teach You How to Improve Your Emotional Intelligence", "How to Talk to People", "The Art of Talking", etc. of the book.
When he was still depressed, he suddenly heard a whistle coming from the direction of the school gate in the distance.
She looked up and saw a girl leaning on the stone tablet engraved with the school name at the entrance of the school, standing on tiptoe and waving in the direction of the two of them... To be precise, it was Xu Jiao's direction.
There was a happy smile on his face.
Shen Yelan recognized it, it was Xu Jiao's little attendant, the one who picked up Xu Jiao's rose last time, and the one who grabbed Lu Pei's hair in the corridor at the entrance of class 7 today.
She couldn't help but stagnate for a while, but seeing Xu Jiao go over there without a pause, Shen Yelan didn't even have time to think, so she followed him subconsciously.
Su Xi came up and gave Xu Jiao a hug. If Xu Jiao hadn't raised her hand and pressed her head, she would still want to kiss her on the side of the face.
"Sister Jiaojiao! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
In all fairness, Su Xi is the one who is closest to Xu Jiao, and the one who supports Xu Jiao the most. Because of receiving the memory of the original owner, Xu Jiao will always subconsciously be more tolerant towards her.
There was a gentle smile in his tone: "Why do you please me so much all of a sudden? Did something happen again?"
Su Xi pressed her forehead against her palm, laughed, and took the initiative to rub her palm, and said with a guilty conscience, "Isn't this the result of the monthly test today? I—"
Halfway through the conversation, she noticed the person behind Xu Jiao, her voice stopped, and the smile on her face disappeared.
"I just wanted to ask today? Who is this person? If I remember correctly, she's in her class, right? The new follower?"
Shen Yelan looked at their intimate movements and lowered her eyes, as if she was afraid of her imposing manner.
Xu Jiao also noticed that Shen Yelan was beside her, and her expression showed surprise, as if she didn't understand why she stopped, and it was obvious that their way home was not right.
But the surprise in her eyes just passed by, and she only heard her say casually: "Not a follower, a new classmate."
When Su Xi heard that she was just an ordinary classmate, she couldn't help but raised her chin at Shen Yelan, with her usual arrogant and vicious tone: "Then why are you following my sister?"
Shen Yelan moved her lips, not knowing what to say.
yes…
She, what is she doing with Xu Jiao
I don't know, but I just want to follow and stay with this person for a while longer.
Seeing Su Xi's aggressive look, Xu Jiao was worried that she would run to warn Shen Yelan later, so she turned her head and said to Shen Yelan warmly:
"Should you go home? Let's go first."
Hearing this, Shen Yelan realized that she had no reason to stay this time, she lowered her eyelashes in silence, and walked outside the school.
Just two steps away, the breeze suddenly sent the voices of the two people in place.
"Sister Jiaojiao, you must save me today! My mother said that if I fail to serve me in the family law, I won't go back today. I'm going to your house, please, please! Please take me in!"
"If you don't say hello to your family, you won't be beaten when you go back tomorrow?"
"That makes sense! Then I'll be living with you this month, and I'll pay for the food! I'll even raise a puppy for you!"
"The food is not worth it, but you have to study."
"Sister, are you crazy?"
"If you don't agree, you will go home."
"Okay...you teach me?"
Gradually, the voice got farther and farther, and finally reached the point where Shen Yelan couldn't hear it clearly.
She turned around the school gate and stopped by the high wall outside the school, feeling a sense of loss and inexplicable irritability.
It was annoying to hear them chatting, but now I can't hear them anymore, it seems even more annoying.
…
"The heroine's favorability is detected -10, and the total is -20." The system suddenly said in Xu Jiao's mind.
Xu Jiao: "...?"
Rao was as calm as her, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
What is this little white-eyed wolf who seeks vengeance
"Sister Jiaojiao?" Su Xi looked at her in confusion when she saw her stop.
Xu Jiao stabilized her mind and was too lazy to explore the reasons for Shen Yelan's changes. She gently shook her head at Su Xi, and led the person to her home again.
And those who were easily forgotten by her lost sleep that night.
It was still the small attic that would fall into ashes if the movements were bigger. Lying on the narrow, meter-wide bed, Shen Yelan pulled on the thick coat that was used as a quilt, resting his hand behind his head and placing the other by his side. , staring at the ceiling in a daze.
The afternoon coat was draped over the study chair next to it.
After an unknown amount of time, she bent down slightly and turned to face outward. In the dark room, with her night vision ability, she looked at the outline of the coat.
The scent of laundry detergent I smelled during the day came out of my mind again.
What does it taste like
She pondered for a while, then suddenly sat up, raised her hand and took the coat in front of her, holding it and sniffing—
The fragrance has not faded much, but it still has the same presence, soft and fragrant, which is completely different from Xu Jiao's overly aggressive style.
Of course, Xu Jiao, who took good care of herself in the afternoon, was not the same as usual.
Shen Yelan sat with her coat in her arms for a long time, and the fragrance entangled her whole body.
She was dreaming again.
In the dream, she saw the straight back, and suddenly stepped up and pulled the other side's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "I... I don't want to go home either, can you take me back to yours?"
"What's the benefit of taking you back to my house?" The man turned around with a smile at the end of his eyes, casual and sloppy, but there was an inexplicable arrogance in it, as if he was embarrassing others.
Shen Yelan was so anxious that she could only hear her heart pounding, nervous and afraid of being rejected.
I don't know where the courage comes from—
She closed her eyes suddenly, leaned over, and bumped into a piece of softness.
Like kissing a cloud.
Shen Yelan bit down suddenly, raised his hand and hugged the person in his arms, his movements were full of arrogance and presumptuousness, like a shark that tasted blood, chasing after the meal and refusing to let it go.
The other party raised his hand to push her, with surprise and resistance in his voice: "Enough, let me go...!"
But she refused to let go, and only whispered between her lips and teeth:
"not enough."
not enough.
Far from enough.