He's a sick Cinderella

Chapter 11 [010] Cut it for you
An also fell asleep in class in the afternoon.

There are only two classes she won't sleep in, physical education and art.

Although she was called up several times during class, the teachers could only frown and warn her to wake up because she had answered the questions.

She still knows the second grade questions.

An Yeran nodded in agreement, but after sitting down for a while, she fell asleep again.

After a long time, the teacher didn't bother to talk about her. Anyway, after the first monthly exam, they will be divided into classes again, so they don't have to worry about it.

After school, An Yeran was still sleeping, and when there were only a dozen boys left in the class, she still didn't wake up.

The boy at the same table was hesitating whether to wake her up. Seeing her sleeping so soundly, he felt a little embarrassed.

The setting sun outside the window dyed the sky red, the fire clouds rolled, and the brilliance of the sunset shone on the earth, which was extremely beautiful.

Su Ming is the Sports Committee of the third class, and he is also the fastest to get acquainted with An Yeran. After all, children's friendship starts from a common hobby. An Yeran plays basketball well, and they train together during lunch break. I like her quite a lot, but I'm more curious. Lu Xiu's new sister is a little different from Jiang Anxue.

Although Jiang Anxue is good-looking and has good grades, she is too arrogant. Except for Class Two and Class One, the way she looks at others is like looking at another lowly thing.

Second-grade children also have their own self-esteem. Those who liked Jiang Anxue before were offended by her contemptuous attitude, but she is a girl and can't say anything, so the boys put all this joint dislike on them. After seeing Lu Xiu, I hated him even more.

Su Ming packed his schoolbag, greeted his classmates, and was about to step out of the classroom.

And outside the door, stood a delicate boy.

The boy seemed to have been waiting for a while, his milk-white face was flushed by the sunset, and he looked much healthier than before.

It's Lu Xiu.

Su Ming didn't look good when he saw Lu Xiu. He always liked the school committee of class one, but the school committee seemed to only have Lu Xiu in their eyes.

"Hey, what are you doing in our class, boy?" Su Ming pouted with his schoolbag on one shoulder, his eyes were filled with disdain. he.

Lu Xiu lowered his eyes, moved his slender and thick eyelashes, and said slowly, "I, I'm just here to wait for my sister."

Su Ming gave a cold snort, and when he walked past Lu Xiu, he bumped his shoulder hard, and then said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I said you, you look like a weak chicken, and you are like a chicken all day long. Knowing sister and sister, maybe soon, classmate An will become impatient with you, and will stay away from you, a sissy guy like Jiang Anxue from class two."

After he finished speaking, he sneered and walked straight towards the stairs.

Lu Xiu was stunned at the door, his heart was stabbed by Su Ming's words just now, his brown pupils were a bit confused.

Will the second sister hate him too?
He looked at his sister who was sleeping soundly in the classroom, and his eyes suddenly became dark and inexplicable again.

The rest of the boys knew that Su Ming must have said something unpleasant to Lu Xiu. Seeing that Lu Xiu was unhappy, they were very happy, and they all put their schoolbags on their backs and left with disdain.

There are many children from wealthy families in the primary school attached to the No. [-] middle school, basically all of them are in the first class, the second class and the third class.

Lu Xiu's family has almost the same assets as theirs, but they are both weaker than Yu's.

They didn't dare to fight Yu Chao, but they had nothing to fear from Lu Xiu.

When the last boy passed by An Yeran's desk, he accidentally knocked off the pen on her desk, and was about to bend down to pick it up, when the other white hand took a quicker step and picked up the pen on the ground.

The boy looked up and saw that it was Lu Xiu.

He held An Yeran's pen in his hand, and a pair of brown pupils reflected the boy's figure. Lu Xiu's exquisite face was expressionless, and the corners of his red lips were not curved at all, which was a little different from his frail appearance just now. His eyes were expressionless. Waves, but seeing the boy panicked.

"Sister's pen, don't touch it." The cold words came out of Lu Xiu's mouth, giving people a feeling of being in a world of ice and snow for no reason.

It was so small that only the two of them could hear it.

"You, what do you mean?!" The boy suppressed the tension in his heart and asked.

Lu Xiu stared at him for a while, then the corners of his lips curled up suddenly, a morbid smile appeared on his delicate face, and his brown eyes became darker.

The lips parted slightly, only to hear the boy whisper: "If you don't understand, don't use your brain."

—I cut it for you.

　It was the day when his father died that Lu Xiu really recovered the memories of his previous lives, and that day was also the turning point of his fate!
　　The closer to that day, the closer Lu Xiu's personality will be to the previous lives, so sometimes there will be behaviors that do not conform to the current psychology.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)