After breakfast, Xie Ruan and Bo Jin returned to the classroom together.
Because of what happened just now, he had been ignoring Bo Jin with a cold face. But Bo Jin was thick-skinned and didn't feel embarrassed at all. He still created a scene of chatting and laughing, which made Xie Ruan even more depressed.
"Save your energy for going upstairs."
There is a reason why he said that.
Unlike other schools that arrange classrooms in order of class, in order to provide top students with a good learning environment, Zhao Caiming deliberately placed the experimental class on the fifth floor, under the pretext of quietness.
This resulted in the top students having to climb countless flights of stairs every day, which was extremely miserable. Whenever they had the chance, they would go to the forum to curse Zhao Caiming.
Thinking of this, Xie Ruan's mood suddenly improved a lot. He glanced at Bo Jin and smiled a little bit wickedly: "It must be tiring to climb the fifth floor every day. It's different for me. Our class is on the third floor."
His eyes were slightly curved, the corners of his lips were raised, and he was so proud that he was almost sticking his tail up.
Bo Jin was a little touched by the cuteness and laughed softly, "What's so tiring about this?"
"Don't be so stubborn," Xie Ruan thought he was just pretending, and waved the phone in his hand maliciously, "I saw it all. It's the people in your experimental class who post complaints on the forum every day."
"That's them, what does it have to do with me?" Bo Jin raised his eyebrows, looked Xie Ruan up and down, and suddenly said something shocking, "It's only the fifth floor, let alone walking up, even carrying you up is easy."
Xie Ruan: “…”
Really, this was the first time he had met someone as confident as Bo Jin. Compared to him, Shen Xingyun was not even his brother, at best he could only be considered a grandson.
Seeing his expression, Bo Jin narrowed his eyes: "Don't believe it?"
In response to him, Xie Ruan snorted with disdain.
"Then give it a try."
What to try? Xie Ruan was a little confused for a moment, but when she met his smiling eyes, she suddenly understood.
He took two steps to the side, far away from Bo Jin, and asked incredulously: "Do you still have any shame?"
There are so many people watching in the corridor, how dare he say such a thing!
"No," Bo Jin said calmly, not feeling the slightest bit ashamed, "If you like it, take it."
Xie Ruan: “…”
Who the hell likes it?!
Xie Ruan had a heart attack and felt that if she stayed with him for one more second, she would be pissed off. Not wanting to bother with him anymore, she started to walk forward. The next second, her arm was suddenly grabbed, and Xie Ruan was caught off guard and fell directly into Bo Jin's arms.
The faint scent of laundry soap wafted from her nose, and she seemed to be enveloped by this unique smell of Bo Jin. Heat rushed to her cheeks, and Xie Ruan thought he really wanted to perform a show of carrying someone upstairs on the spot for her. She was angry and embarrassed, and just as she was about to lose her temper, she heard Bo Jin say in a deep voice: "Watch the road."
He looked up and saw that the classmate in front of him had stopped walking. If Bo Jin hadn't pulled him back in time, he would have definitely bumped into him.
Bumping into someone on the stairs is no small matter. If you are not careful, you might end up falling down with a bloody head. Xie Ruan felt a little guilty for his random assumptions about Bo Jin. After stepping away, he said sincerely, "Thank you."
Bo Jin said nothing, just lowered his eyes and looked at him.
Xie Ruan felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her, thinking that something was wrong with her. She resisted the urge to raise her hands to tidy herself up, and looked back, "What are you looking at?"
Bo Jin suddenly smiled. He bent down slightly and looked at Xie Ruan: "Did you think I was going to hug you just now?"
Finally getting the chance, Bo Jin was happy bullying others: "I can't believe you were looking forward to it so much, classmate?" He looked at Xie Ruan's red ears and said cheerfully, "If you really think so, I..."
Thinking in your heart and being exposed are two different things. Xie Ruan was so angry that he covered his mouth and said, "Shut up!"
When they finally got to the classroom, Xie Ruan felt like his skin was peeling off. He secretly swore in his heart that he must have less contact with Bo Jin in the future, so that he would not be angry to death before he could save the person.
"Xie Ruan, come here for a moment." The head teacher pushed open the door and walked in.
Xie Ruan knew that the class transfer must have been decided, so he calmed himself down, put down his schoolbag and followed.
"You've been assigned to Class 1. After morning self-study, go find Mr. Sun, the head teacher of Class 1, and ask him to take you there. You don't need to move the desks and chairs, just bring your own things."
Xie Ruan was surprised: "Class 1?"
How could he be assigned to the experimental class with his grades? Was it a mistake
Perhaps seeing his confusion, the head teacher looked around and waited until the students around him walked away before he lowered his voice and said, "Yes, this is what Director Zhao meant. He hopes that you can study hard in the future."
Mr. Zhao is the school executive who asked the class teacher to take good care of Xie Ruan. He was a good friend of Xie Ruan's father and was very kind to Xie Ruan.
The reason why Xie Ruan was able to study at Sega High School was because of him. Not only did he arrange Xie Ruan's admission, but he also waived her tuition and accommodation fees.
"Really?" Xie Ruan was silent for a moment, then said, "Please thank Uncle Zhao for me."
The head teacher had just started teaching Xie Ruan and didn't know his family situation. Seeing that his expression was a little strange, he thought he regretted it and immediately changed his tone: "No need to wait until the end of get out of class, you can go now. The sooner you go, the sooner you can adapt."
Xie Ruan didn't want to stay in Class 11 any longer, so after thanking the head teacher, he sent a message to Song Xinghe and left with his things.
Not long after he left, Shen Xingyun and his group came in.
"Where's Xie Ruan?" Zhao Hongfu looked around but couldn't find Xie Ruan. He wondered, "Didn't Li Mingliang just say he was here?"
"He should be going to buy breakfast for Brother Yun," Wang Zhao slumped on the back of the chair like a boneless person, glancing at Xie Ruan's position, "I said he was playing tricks, he said so firmly on the playground before, but now he is just going to buy breakfast for Brother Yun obediently."
Shen Xingyun poured the last sip of water into his mouth, threw the bottle into the trash can, and sneered, "Who cares about him?"
"Oh, what's the point of making such a fuss?" Zhao Hongfu took out his cell phone and patted his rumbling stomach. "It's good that he's outside. Bring me some food. I got up too late this morning and didn't have time to eat."
As he said that, he habitually opened the friend list to look for Xie Ruan, but he couldn't find him after searching for a long time.
Zhao Hongfu was puzzled and was about to ask what was going on when he suddenly realized a possibility. He turned to look at Wang Zhao and said, "Old Wang, please find out if you have any friends who are friends with Xie Ruan. It seems that he has deleted me."
"No way," Wang Zhao said as he clicked on the search box and typed Xie Ruan's name into it, "If he was that tough, he wouldn't..."
The rest of the words came to an abrupt end when he saw the blank search results.
"Look, look, I told you! He really deleted us!" Zhao Hongfu pulled Wang Zhao and said in disbelief, "No, is he crazy? Isn't he afraid that we will say bad things about him in front of Brother Yun?"
At this point, Zhao Hongfu seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around and said to Shen Xingyun: "Quick Brother Yun, check to see if he has deleted you too."
"How is that possible?" Wang Zhao said without thinking, "Don't you know what kind of person he is? Even if you delete his mother, you won't delete Brother Yun."
Zhao Hongfu thought of how Xie Ruan begged to add Shen Xingyun as a friend, and couldn't help laughing: "That's right." He leaned over, "Come on, Brother Yun, let's see the real version of playing hard to get."
Shen Xingyun also felt that Xie Ruan would not delete him. After all, it took Xie Ruan three months to add him as a friend.
He confidently pressed the search button and threw the phone onto the table without even looking at it. Wang Zhao and others immediately surrounded him.
The noisy corner suddenly became quiet, and a strange atmosphere spread silently around.
Shen Xingyun didn't understand.
What happened? Did Xie Ruan send him those sticky messages again
Shen Xingyun frowned and looked over unhappily. The next second, his expression froze.
The search results on the screen were the same as Wang Zhao's, blank, nothing.
Wang Zhao and Zhao Hongfu looked at each other, and noticed the shock in each other's eyes. They really didn't expect that Xie Ruan would delete Shen Xingyun as well.
The cost of playing hard to get is too high. What if Shen Xingyun gets mad and I can't get him back
Zhao Hongfu vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. He touched his nose and laughed dryly: "What is Xie Ruan doing?"
He didn't lower his voice intentionally, and since no one was talking around at the moment, the classmate sitting in front of him happened to hear it.
The classmate turned around and asked: "Are you looking for Xie Ruan?"
Zhao Hongfu said: "Yes, do you know where he is?"
"You didn't know?" The classmates looked at him in surprise, "Xie Ruan has transferred to Class 1!"
Zhao Hongfu was so shocked that he stuttered: "Turn, turn..."
Shen Xingyun interrupted him: "You said Xie Ruan changed classes?"
Shen Xingyun always had a cold face, and acted like he was the boss. The classmate didn't notice anything wrong and said with a smile, "Yes, he had just left when you came in, and took away all his things. Look, if you don't believe me, look at his desk.
Shen Xingyun then noticed that Xie Ruan's desk was empty, with nothing on it. Even the chairs were neatly pushed into the desk, as if no one had ever sat there before.
The atmosphere was inexplicably cold.
Shen Xingyun lowered his eyes expressionlessly and pursed his lips unconsciously.
Wang Zhao was stunned for a moment, then he clapped his hands and looked at Shen Xingyun with a smile: "Oh, is he really not bothering you anymore? Congratulations, Brother Yun, you are finally free."
"That's right," Zhao Hongfu felt pretty good after the shock passed. He stroked his chin and said, "We are not in the same class anymore. We will definitely have fewer opportunities to meet in the future. Brother Yun no longer has to follow him..."
Before he could finish the following words, he heard a loud bang. Zhao Hongfu looked up in astonishment and saw Shen Xingyun kicking the chair behind him and walking out with a dark face.
"Hey, Brother Yun, where are you going? Brother Yun!"
Shen Xingyun turned a deaf ear to him and walked out of the classroom quickly, leaving Wang Zhao and Zhao Hongfu looking at each other in bewilderment.
"What's wrong with him? Why is he suddenly angry?"
"have no idea… "
A classroom of class one.
Bo Jin half leaned back in his chair, thinking of the scene just now in the corridor, and couldn't help laughing.
It feels good to tease your classmates, and it will feel good all the time if you keep teasing them.
"Hey, Brother Bo, what are you thinking about? Your expression is so agitated." Sports Committee member Sun Haoxiang saw it with sharp eyes, rushed over and winked, "Something's going on."
Sun Haoxiang was a man who could start a dyeing factory if given a little color. Bo Jin didn't want to pay attention to him, lest he ask too many questions. He just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. He didn't sleep well last night, so now was a good time to catch up on his sleep.
But the less he said, the more curious Sun Haoxiang became, and he had to get an answer. He reached out and pushed Bo Jin's shoulder, urging him, "Hurry up, there can't be any secrets between brothers."
Bo Jin raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Take your hands away."
He has deep eye sockets, thin eyelids, and narrow eyes. When he looks at people without any expression, he gives people a sense of superiority. Sun Haoxiang felt a chill on the back of his neck when he was looked at by him, and his hand unconsciously retracted.
"You deserve it," said his deskmate He Mingjie, who had no sympathy for his deskmate. Seeing this, he gloated, "Who told you to go and flirt with Bo Gou for no reason?"
"I'm just curious," Sun Haoxiang came back, still unwilling to give up, and boldly poked Bo Jin's back again, "Brother Bo, tell me the truth, are you interested in a girl?"
No wonder he kept asking questions. Bo Jin was so lucky in love that he could open a farmhouse. Every day, people came to give him gifts and love letters, regardless of gender. But he never received any, nor did he get close to anyone.
So this is a small matter? This is the evidence that the iron tree has blossomed!
"Get out of here," Bo Jin was so annoyed by the interruption of his sleep that he turned to He Mingjie, who was listening attentively, and said expressionlessly, "Get your deskmate out of here, quickly."
Sun Haoxiang's brain hadn't reacted yet, but he habitually said: "Brother Bo, you can't say fast to a man!"
"I'm sorry," Bo Jin apologized graciously, "I didn't realize I hit you in the sore spot."
Sun Haoxiang: “…”
"You!" Sun Haoxiang rushed over angrily, "Who are you talking about fast? Explain it to me clearly!"
"Calm down, Ah Xun, calm down." He Mingjie grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "Don't you know what kind of person Bo Jin is? Why are you competing with him?"
"I don't... Fuck you He Mingjie! How many times have I told you not to call me Xun!"
Sun Haoxiang was 190cm tall and weighed 190kg, and had an amazingly loud voice. His voice almost penetrated the wall and reached the next classroom.
Bo Jin suddenly opened his eyes and frowned, "Shut up."
Although Sega High School is a private high school, the management is very strict. Students will patrol the corridors during the morning, afternoon, evening and recess periods. If a class is found to be too noisy, they will be penalized.
This score is calculated every Monday and is linked to the class teacher's bonus, so the class teachers are very concerned. At every meeting, they will emphasize to the class cadres that they must enforce discipline during rest time.
Even though Sun Haoxiang always jokes around with Bo Jin, he doesn't dare to provoke Bo Jin once he gets serious.
Sun Haoxiang raised his hand and made a zipper-like motion to his mouth, then kept silent.
But he couldn't sit still, and after a while he turned to He Mingjie and whispered, "Did you know that there was a big news in our school yesterday?"
He Mingjie squatted under the table and secretly drank soy milk. Hearing this, he asked without thinking, "What about the breakup between Xie Ruan and Shen Xingyun from Class 11?"
"You know," Sun Haoxiang was a little disappointed that his offer of treasure failed. But soon, he became excited again, "Didn't Xie Ruan say that she particularly liked Shen Xingyun? Then why did she take the initiative to break up?"
"Who knows," He Mingjie swallowed the last mouthful of soy milk, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and crawled out from under the table, "But it's normal for a relationship to break up and get back together."
Sun Haoxiang thought this made sense, and nodded, "That's right." After a pause, he asked curiously, "By the way, have you met Xie Ruan?"
"without."
Class 1 and Class 11 were not on the same floor, so there was basically no chance for them to meet. In addition, He Mingjie's family was very strict, and he had just gotten a cell phone, so he missed Xie Ruan's highlight moment on the forum in his first year of high school. As a result, he always knew that there was a person named Xie Ruan, but he could never recognize his face.
"I haven't seen him either. They all say he's good-looking." Sun Haoxiang curled his lips with disdain, "That's nonsense. No matter how good-looking a man is, how good can he be?"
"It's pretty good-looking," said Pan Yu, the deputy monitor at the back. He pushed up his black-framed glasses and said, "You'll definitely have to move closer when you see it."
Sun Haoxiang is a severe face control patient. He can't walk when he sees people with good looks.
"Impossible!" Sun Haoxiang waved his hand and said firmly, "Gays are not within my aesthetic range. They are all weird and I can't appreciate them."
He Mingjie smiled and pushed him: "Hey, this is not politically correct."
Sun Haoxiang was not ashamed but proud: "If I were politically correct, I wouldn't have only scored 12 points and chosen science."
He Mingjie: “…”
You can explain it this way, you are worthy of it.
Just as Sun Haoxiang was about to say something, the classroom door was suddenly pushed open. He turned around, and when he saw the person who walked in, his eyes lit up.
Pan Yu poked his back with a pen and whispered, "Xie Ruan, this is Xie Ruan."
"Ah!" Sun Haoxiang was shocked, "Really?"
After staring at Xie Ruan's pretty face for a while, he suddenly said something shocking: "So this is what my long-lost good brother looks like."
He Mingjie: “???”
He Mingjie had the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his phone: "Didn't you just say you hate gays?"
Sun Haoxiang made no secret of his true nature as a face lover, saying righteously: "I am a born mean person, I love to slap myself in the face!"
He Mingjie: “…”
He was speechless when Sun Haoxiang rushed to Xie Ruan and started to flirt with her: "Hi, my name is Xun Haoxiang. Is there anything you need in our class?"
"Xie Ruan." Xie Ruan walked up to the desk and looked for the seating chart. He briefly introduced himself, "I'm a transferee from Class 11." He felt that his last name was a little rare, so he asked in case he made a mistake, "Lavender?"
“No,” Sun Haoxiang frowned and waved his hands, “It’s Xun!”
Xie Ruan: “…”
It's Xun, is there something wrong
Perhaps sensing his confusion, Sun Haoxiang slowed down his speech and repeated his name, emphasizing at the end, "Xun, it's Xun! Xun Wukong's Xun!"
Xie Ruan: “…”
Okay, it turns out his surname is Sun, and his name is Sun Haoxiang.
This new classmate who didn't know the difference between xs and s was very enthusiastic and seemed to welcome Xie Ruan's arrival: "I'm the sports committee member of our class. If you have anything, you can come to me. You're welcome. I'm very free."
Xie Ruan held back his laughter and nodded: "Thank you." He lowered his head and continued to look at the seating chart.
There were two empty seats left in Class 1, one next to the trash can and the other was Bo Jin's deskmate.
Without even thinking, Xie Ruan walked straight towards Bo Jin carrying her schoolbag.
Not to mention that he wanted to get close to Bo Jin and find out why he committed suicide. If there were any other options, no normal person would sit next to a trash can.
Bo Jin was lying on the table, looking like he was sleeping soundly. Xie Ruan wanted to wait until he woke up before talking to him, but when she thought of the scene in the corridor before, all her soft-heartedness and pity disappeared instantly.
He gritted his teeth and reached out to push the person awake, but was stopped by Sun Haoxiang who ran over in a hurry: "Hey, this is not allowed!"
He glanced at Bo Jin and said in a low voice, "Brother Bo doesn't sit at the same table with others. You can sit in the back."
Xie Ruan turned around in confusion: "Huh?"
Why don't you sit at the same table with others
Sun Haoxiang nodded: "Really, I'm not lying to you, there really is no one sitting at his table."
Afraid that Xie Ruan would think too much, Sun Haoxiang deliberately added a few more words: "It's not targeting you, he just has that habit, it's the same for anyone. If you don't believe me, ask Lao He, we have been classmates since the first year of high school."
Okay.
Xie Ruan was not a person who made trouble, nor did he think he was special. Sun Haoxiang had said so, so he did not insist, muttering, "Why do you have so many bad habits?" He picked up his schoolbag and walked to the back row.
Anyway, the seats are not fixed, so just bear with it for a few weeks.
A hand suddenly came across and blocked his way.
The hand was white and slender, with distinct joints, and light blue blood vessels could be seen on the back of the hand. It was so beautiful that it could be used as a hand model.
Xie Ruan was stunned. The next second, Bo Jin's lazy and sleepy voice sounded in his ears: "Why are you running around? Come and sit with me."