untamed

Chapter 6 "Scholar, what a coincidence."

The next day was Saturday, and a group of young people in their prime had a rare weekly carnival.

Wen Ye rode in the mist in the morning, intending to take advantage of the early hours of the road and no one to move his muscles and bones. With the help of the crutches under his arm, he tried to relax the strength of his legs and walked towards the breakfast shop.

The shop is on the outskirts of the street, and you have to go through a few alleys to get there.

Before I got close, I saw the proprietress of the breakfast shop swiftly packing for the people who were queuing for breakfast, and there were people ordering food on the table next to her. The husband hurried over to serve breakfast for the family.

As she approached, Wen Ye saw a different kind of noisy scene in the early morning. She took advantage of the opportunity to choose a seat to think about it. This is probably the so-called simple folk customs described in many books.

The fireworks are clamoring, full of human affection.

In the cold weather, she chose one of the few tables in the small restaurant and sat down. It was a corner by the window, and she could see the people queuing outside and the few traffic on the relatively narrow road.

Small towns are not like cities. People like to stay at home in the early morning of the weekend to release the fatigue brought by the work and social activities that have been saved for a week.Here, the air is fresh and the pace of life is slow. The old people who get up early like to gather at the breakfast shop to chat, and when the sun is up, they will put on the bought buns and oil cakes and go back to serve their little ancestors who are idle at home during the holidays.

Wen Ye didn't rush, and waited until the proprietress was done before buying rice porridge and steamed buns and sat down to eat slowly.

She enjoys the comfort brought by the freedom and relaxation.

However, I don't know if it was an illusion or not, there was a humming sound from far and near, and when Ono reacted, a motorcycle like a dark blue dragon stopped at the entrance of the breakfast shop.

Wen Ye looked up subconsciously, just to see that face that was not familiar but impressive was detaching from under the helmet.

A dark black motorcycle suit is very cool, he hangs his helmet on the car neatly, and walks towards the store.

Ono hurriedly lowered his head, intending to reduce his sense of existence.

At this time, the people in the store were almost gone, and unfortunately, the table next to Wen Ye had just been cleaned.

Her ears were white and small, and she quietly listened to the approaching footsteps, and the buns in her mouth didn't dare to make a big move to chew.

Shen Di really chose to sit next to him, because it was so close, Wen Ye could even smell a faint smell of tobacco and alcohol on the other side.

She calmly swallowed the buns and drank the porridge silently with her head lowered, praying that the person in front had finished eating and left quickly.

Shen Di ordered two drawers of steamed buns and a large bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, but he concentrated on eating.

Wen Ye was not found, and he was secretly relieved for some reason.

until--

"Girl, have you eaten well? Would you like to add some more porridge?" There were not many customers in the restaurant, and the owner and his wife, who had finally had time to spare, also brought breakfast and sat next to it, perhaps because Wen Ye was eating too much. Sven slowed down and asked a question casually.

Wen Ye still had the last little bun in his hand, but the porridge had long since been drunk. She was suddenly mentioned, and she could only raise her head and say, "No need, thank you."

Wen Ye Yuguang saw the person in front paused and smiled bitterly in his heart, but he still did not hide.

Sure enough, Shen Di heard the voice and looked over, squinted his eyes, and then raised a ruffian smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Xueba, what a coincidence."

Wen Ye didn't speak, she turned to look at the lady boss, "Boss, can you give me a packing bag?"

"Just hang those by the door. You can take them yourself. My hands are not clean."

Wen Ye thanked him, and got up with his crutches to get it. The proprietress was talking to her husband when she saw Wen Ye's appearance. She quickly took out a piece of paper to wipe her hands and walked over to take out a paper bag. , I'll get it, I'm sorry I didn't see you just now."

Wen Ye was accustomed to this kind of conversation, and after dealing with it, he bought some tea eggs and packaged porridge and left the store without looking at Shen Di.

She can't provoke a school bully like him as a waste. If she wants to live a safe and stable life, she can only try her best not to contaminate them.This is the way of survival for ordinary people engraved in their bones.

However, no one has taught her, and sometimes deliberate neglect and active avoidance will only make it easier to attract attention.

Wen Ye was walking slowly on the way home, when the sound of a motorcycle suddenly approached her ear. She hurriedly and stably stood on the edge of the narrow alley, trying not to be affected.

The wild dark blue broke through the dense fog in the morning at this moment, and a sweeping tail stopped beside Wen Ye.

"Are all scholars so rude?"

Shen Di didn't get an answer, raised his eyes and looked at it lightly, Wen Ye's eyes trembled, and then dodged to the side.

Shen Di seemed to be very dissatisfied with this attitude, and his tone changed from sarcasm to cold, "Don't forget to write this week's homework for me," Wen Ye heard him laugh, followed by a ruffian warning. , "Dare to forget, you wait."

Wen Ye's dull and docile appearance seemed to make him very tired of looking at him. He turned the handlebars and stepped on the accelerator. The next moment, the dark blue light and shadow rushed out like an arrow from a string.

The sound of the car was gone, Wen Ye frowned and swept the hem of his clothes, and then continued to walk home silently.

If this appearance can make these people avoid, she is more than happy.

In the two days at home, Wen Ye no longer went out at will. After all, the supermarket near his home might be one of the bases of these bad boys, and the risk of encountering him when he went out was too great.

On Monday, Lao Qin visited the classroom early in the morning. By the way, he routinely asked Wen Ye if he was comfortable with the current situation and whether anyone was bullying him. Finally, when talking about his studies, he looked around at the monsters in his class and sighed helplessly. "You are a good boy. This class is not suitable for you. If you feel uneasy, you can go to the office on the west side of the first floor to study. If you have any questions about study, you can ask the teacher directly."

Wen Ye euphemistically rejected Lao Qin's kindness, she just wanted to pass the college entrance examination peacefully, and didn't want to be too maverick.

In the end, Lao Qin just sighed and left the classroom with a teacup and a fat belly.

Shen Di didn't come to class today, which made Wen Ye feel very relaxed all morning.

During lunch, the eager-blooded teenagers rushed towards the school cafeteria with the bell stuck on the bell. Wen Ye slowly waited for the crowd to disappear before shaking his wheelchair to the only small supermarket in the school.

The supermarket is to the north, near the playground, and the canteen is to the south, in the opposite direction.

Although the teaching environment and facilities of No. [-] Middle School are relatively backward, the food in the cafeteria here is more in line with the tastes of the students, so after learning this, Wen Ye did not expect the food that could catch up with the cafeteria.

Wen Ye bought some bread, biscuits and drinks along the path and was about to go back to the classroom, but she didn't go far when she saw a bunch of people gathered on the fence of the playground. She didn't intend to see it clearly, but she wanted to walk away early to stay away from right and wrong. But in a flash, she saw the tall figure in the crowd that could not be ignored——

It was Shen Ji who disappeared all morning.

　Ono os: Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me.

　　Shen Ji: I see.

　　
　　Wen Ye os: Don't talk to me, don't talk to me, I don't want to talk to you.

　　Shen Ji: Didn't you hear me talking to you?Xueba is so rude?
　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)