Manor house.
After Zhuang Keer and Zhuang Rongguang arrived home, Zhuang Rongguang struggled to dig out his moldy schoolbag from his messy room.
The textbooks in the schoolbag were almost all brand new, and there was also a brand new English dictionary and learning machine. All the stationery was very complete, all of which were prepared by Zhuang Keer herself for him...
Zhuang Rongguang dusted off his schoolbag, then dug out a high school uniform that he had never worn before from his messy closet. There was a shiny school badge on the uniform with "Didu Hongwen Middle School" engraved on it.
After finding his school uniform and schoolbag, Zhuang Rongguang found a barber's razor, went to the bathroom, and cut his most precious cool hairstyle into the most hated and old-fashioned flat top.
After wiping the strands of hair on his face and neck with a towel, Zhuang Rongguang stared at himself in the mirror for a long time until tears welled up in his eyes.
The boy propped his fingers on the washstand, took a deep breath, forced back his tears, then returned to his bedroom, put on his school uniform, and carried his school bag.
Zhuang Rongguang closed the door and left his bedroom.
When passing by the door of Zhuang Keer's room, Zhuang Rongguang paused, looked at the figure in the room who was frail but had always protected him, and gently called out, "Sister..."
Zhuang Keer was folding clothes in the house. When she heard the sound, she subconsciously looked towards the door. The next second, after seeing the boy at the door clearly, she was stunned, "You... Rongguang..."
The boy was tall and straight, wearing a trendy blue school uniform, carrying a schoolbag on his back, and with neat short hair, he looked very energetic, especially the light in his eyes, which was shining like the rising sun...
This... is her younger brother...
Although it was still the same person, it seemed like he had completely changed...
She had never seen him like this before...
For a moment, Zhuang Keer almost didn't dare to recognize him and stood there in a daze, unable to react.
Zhuang Rongguang looked at his sister in front of him and said hello to her, "Sister, I'm going to school."
Hearing her brother's words, Zhuang Ke'er came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, and said reflexively, "Oh... go ahead... it should be early at this time, go slowly!"
"Okay, got it." Zhuang Rongguang nodded, looked at Zhuang Ke'er, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he said nothing and turned away without looking back.
Sister Xi said that men should use actions, not words.
Zhuang Keer was stunned for a long time, then she hurried to the balcony. Standing on the balcony, she stared at Zhuang Rongguang's back as he left downstairs with his schoolbag on his back, her eyes filled with bitterness...
The 18-year-old boy seemed to have grown up overnight...
Imperial Capital Hongwen Middle School.
Zhuang Rongguang is actually good-looking, but he always dresses in a heavy metal style. He is always causing trouble and associating with bad people outside the school. When his classmates see him, they shake their heads and try to avoid him.
It was the peak time for school. Zhuang Rongguang, with his neat short hair, wearing a school uniform, carrying a school bag on one shoulder, and one hand in his pocket, walked along the tree-lined road of the school. He attracted a lot of attention along the way, especially those female classmates, who gathered in groups of three or five and chattered about...
"Wow! Who is that boy? He's so handsome!"
"I don't know him! I've never seen him before! I didn't even know there was such a handsome guy in our school!!!"
"Uh, why do I feel like he looks a bit like Zhuang Rongguang?"
"Zhuang Rongguang? That non-mainstream Shamatte... Are you kidding me?"
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More and more people were talking about it, and finally, one of the girls said impatiently, "How stupid! Why don't you just call out and tell us whether it is true or not?"
After saying that, he made a trumpet shape with his hands and shouted loudly to the back of the boy in front of him, "Hey—Zhuang Rongguang! Zhuang Rongguang!"
When Zhuang Rongguang heard someone calling him, he subconsciously stopped and turned around, "What's going on?"