Chu Xu recalled the countless moments when Ranbai sold him, and had a straightforward remark. Finally, he was silent for a second or two, laughed, and a little slutty: "I said to be a deskmate, it seems that it is a good decision not to play games."

"Otherwise, you just did this." Chu Xu was fooled: "I'm afraid you will be scolded to death."

"So don't play." Ran Bai glanced at him deeply and said calmly.

He raised his hand and turned off the computer, "I'll leave for an hour."

Chu Xu subconsciously glanced at the time.

Oh shit.

It's not bad for a minute.

"A good student is really punctual." Chu Xu smiled, his eyes a little cold.

"Yes." Ranbai left directly, without waiting for Chu Xu.

Regardless of whether Chu Xu wants to go back or not, they subconsciously avoid every time they involve family relationships and tacitly avoid everyone.

Chu Xu looked at the boy's back with expressionless expression, elegant and upright, and always indifferent.

The original good mood suddenly dropped to freezing point in an instant, without warning or reason.

Zheng Boye and the others were not far away, watching that scene silently, not daring to step forward to disturb the "world of two people". They did not walk forward until they saw Ran Bai leaving.

"Brother Xu! Are you the same deskmate? Damn it, so handsome."

"I heard that your deskmate was related to Mu Ji from No. 1 Middle School as soon as he transferred to school. I heard that Gu Qian was still chasing him. Is it true or false?"

"Well, I am a woman, and I will chase you!"

"I didn't expect that Brother Xu, you have such a good relationship with this transfer student."

"It's obvious that it's good students' materials. Brother Xu, how did you trick people?"

After a series of words, Chu Xu's mood became even worse.

"Which is a good student?" Chu Xu sneered, full of low temper, deep and sharp, and his breath pressure was very low. He picked up the coat next to him and stood up. Suddenly he lost interest and beat him again. He said just one sentence and left, and walked straight out.

The people who stayed looked at each other in a glance.

"What did I say wrong?"

"Brother Xu seems to be angry?"

"No?"

…

at the same time,

No. 1 Middle School,

After school, the teacher had not yet gotten off work, and part of the test results came out on the same day.

Zhao Qian seemed to have heard of a genius with extremely high scores. He didn't have to look down at the first grade and decided to do it.

He sat in the office and said a few words to other teachers, but was a little worried about the transfer of students in the class.

Zhao Qian still remembers that after the exam today, when he returned to the classroom, he said a few symbolic words, and could see the restless atmosphere, which made them leave school.

then,

"Jingbai." Zhao Qian stood on the podium and looked at the young man's upright figure with a smile, "You can come with me later."

Others subconsciously looked at Ranbai.

The boy was indifferent and said coldly.

After school, Zhao Qian brought the boy to the office, had someone sit down, and asked a few gentle questions, "How is he feeling in the class? I'm very busy recently and I don't have much to care about you. When the exam is over, the teacher will introduce you to a class."

Ranbai stood there, his back straightened, his school uniform zipper was pulled to the top, and his jaw was cold in curve. He was calm when he even said the word "It's good".

Zhao Qian had a headache. He didn't know if the child was naturally indifferent or what. He always gave people a sense of distance. He had no choice but to think about contacting more in the future and smiled generously: "Don't take today's affairs seriously. It's nothing to be late. Don't care too much about your grades. You have only been here for a week. This exam is a bit hasty. Just prepare carefully next time."

While talking, Zhao Gan felt that the boy seemed to have glanced at him, and then said calmly.

"Is it okay to be a deskmate with Chu Xu?" Zhao Gan asked, thinking about something, he was always a little worried about this. "Chu Xu just has a bad temper. Don't care if you have anything. You will re-replace your seat next week. I will re-arrange it for you according to your needs."

The boy moved his fingertips and said indifferently.

Zhao Gan didn't waste much time, and smiled and said, "There's nothing else, let's leave soon, the holidays are fun."

"Goodbye to the teacher."

The boy's expression came to his mind, and Mr. Zhao Gan felt that he was not sociable.

It’s not because others don’t accept him.

It's because he's repulsive to others.

This is a situation that Zhao Gan, as a class teacher, doesn’t want to see.

Moreover, since the beginning of school, Zhao Gan contacted the young parents several times but no one cared about it. Zhao Gan also knew some of Jingbai's life experiences, so he felt even more sorry for the child.

He decided to find an opportunity to enlighten Jingbai.

At this time,

A teacher suddenly came to the office and stared at Zhao Gan as soon as he entered the door.

Zhao Gan was stunned by the sight and asked awkwardly: "Do I have any problems?"

After a while, the teacher said quietly: "Your class is promising."

Zhao Gan:???

Chu Xu and Ranbai's time was staggered, and it was already completely dark when he came back.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw the woman holding a plate on the table. His eyes faded and he was not moved.

Obviously,

The woman also saw him. Jingwei subconsciously stood up, clutching the corner of her clothes crampedly, looking at the boy standing at the door with gentle eyes, a little nervous, and asked more carefully: "Xiaoxu is back. I know you and Baibai are tired of taking the exam for a day. I specially cooked for you, so I'll eat some?"

Looking at that face, no matter how gentle the smile was, it overlapped with the scene outside the mourning hall that night that night was raining a few years ago. The woman and the man hugged each other, and the smile on her face was the same. She stood on tiptoe and kissed the man on the face.

The thunder rumbled, the rain kept falling, and it was cold to the core.

The man was Chu Xiumao, and in the mourning hall, he was his wife whose body was not cold.

later,

Chu Xu's memory of that scene,

Only the rain was left, and the smile was dazzling.

The boy's fingers froze on his side, and he moved slowly. His nausea rolled in his chest. The sudden nausea swept across his body. He couldn't suppress it, making people feel a desire to retching. There was no smile in his eyes, and he suppressed his deep cold disgust, and even his words became sharp: "Don't call me that, it's disgusting."

The woman was standing there as the smile on her face was stiff. She seemed to be at a loss, and was still hurt a little confused, standing uneasy.

Chu Xu was not in any mood to watch that scene. His expression gradually cooled down, and he tended to a habitual numb and indifferent. He walked straight forward without even looking at Jingwei. Behind him was Chu Xiumao's angry shout.

"Why did you talk to your aunt Jing?! Let me tell you that she will be your mother in the future!"

"Didn't my mother die long ago? She counted-" Chu Xu didn't lift her eyes and walked upstairs. Her tone was sarcastic and indifferent, but she suddenly stopped on a certain word, and her vision was still there.
Chapter completed!