Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 42 I Hope You Can Find Your Way Back

Soon, the school bell rang.

Suddenly, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the back table, where there was no one behind a pile of tall books.

Duan Yicheng, you missed class again!

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At noon, after Song Xiaolin finished her meal in the cafeteria, she went to the library to borrow a few books as usual. When she returned to the classroom, she caught a glimpse of a familiar white figure at the door before she stepped in.

The fan above the head was whirling, blowing the curtains aside, while Duan Yicheng was sleeping on the table, with the school uniform jacket crookedly covering his head.

When did he come?
Although it's just a back view, it's not hard to see that tired look.

I guess it was another night's work.

She didn't dare to speak, and her breathing became quieter, perhaps because she was afraid of waking him up, and she even put down the book a lot less than usual, as if she suddenly remembered something, turned around and left, went to the cafeteria to buy some cakes, and There are eggs, and a cup of mung bean soup.

When he returned to the classroom again, he was already awake.

Duan Yicheng's eyes were dark, the tiredness between his brows was lingering, he looked completely awake, his expression was like a snow-capped iceberg, repulsive for thousands of miles.

not to be trifled.

Very annoying.

At this time, if she greeted her with a smiling face, she must be asking for trouble with her hot face on her cold ass.

At any rate, she has been in the class for almost a month, and she knows his temperament so well.

Four words——

I don't know what to do.

Five words——

Eat hard but not soft.

Song Xiaolin walked into the classroom and deliberately stepped on the floor hard, making the soles of her shoes make a crackling sound. This trick of "not seeing the person, but hearing the sound first" has a deterrent effect. , the bag of eggs, and the cup of mung bean soup were placed heavily on his desk in one go, aggressively, "Don't get me wrong, I just bought too much, and I don't want to waste it."

However, he seems... not to be hard-pressed.

Duan Yicheng didn't even lift his eyelids, and didn't want to talk to her at all.

She was discouraged, and changed her friendly attitude: "Student Duan, if you encounter any difficulties in your studies, I can teach you."

It's been a long time, but someone actually thinks he can read?

He finally raised his eyelids lazily, and the corner of his mouth curled up with an inconceivable sarcasm, "What? Miss Lu thinks that I'm too poor to afford food and needs you to give me alms?"

He's always like this, he won't stop until he hurts both sides.

"I don't think so, and it's not an extra purchase. I went to the cafeteria to buy it for you. It's not a charity, but a kind of care among classmates." Song Xiaolin said every word seriously, with a frank heart. The heart was right in front of his eyes.

However, it is precisely because of this frankness that it is so dazzling.

"take care of?"

Duan Yicheng looked up at her as if he had heard some big joke, and was just about to make a sarcasm, but at that moment, the string of colored glaze bracelets she was wearing on her hand reflected him without hindrance and incomparably dazzlingly. In his eyes, it was one of the few things in his memory that could make him truly happy, but such a thing was taken away.

He froze for a moment.

The next second, he got up abruptly, perhaps too violently, the chair fell to the ground heavily due to the force, making a loud noise, Song Xiaolin was startled, and before he could recover, his wrist was crushed. He grabbed it hard, and she was frightened: "Duan Yicheng, you... what are you doing?"

He looked it over carefully, and it was right, one of the glazed beads was missing a corner.

It was accidentally broken by him on Xiangzhen Street.

Last night, my mother called and said excitedly that his friend was a guest at home, and she was a very beautiful girl.

He sneered, he had no friends at all.

So, due to busy work, I hung up the phone in a hurry.

Later, the mother seemed to say something else, but he didn't catch it.

Come to think of it, that friend, that very beautiful girl my mother was talking about was her.

She has seen his rebellious appearance when he was high above the ground, licking the blood on his lips, and also seen his most desolate appearance when he was a part-time waiter in a high-end restaurant, but now, she has also seen his embarrassing state of being completely empty.

His world is too dark, the kind of darkness where you can't see your fingers, it's terrible.

Therefore, he does not allow anyone to break into his world.

If you don't love, you won't hurt or die.

Duan Yicheng's eyes were very gloomy, as if a mountain rain was about to come and full of blood and rain. Seeing his appearance at this time, Song Xiaolin was inexplicably terrified. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly and rudely tore her off. The glass bracelet on her hand.

The back of his hand was so painful from the friction of the chain that it turned red.

She got a little angry: "Duan Yicheng, why the hell are you crazy?"

"Song Xiaolin—"

With red eyes, he roared hoarsely, "Those who bullied you have all been punished one by one, and me, the culprit, is still standing here, why don't you let your young master Lu Send someone to clean up my eyesore? I don't know how you got to my house and how you got my mother's favor. You told her that you are my friend, but you can be friends with me , what benefits can you get from me? I am such a notorious person, I dare not have any relationship with Miss Lu's family, for fear of ruining your reputation."

Duan Yicheng paused, looked at her, and couldn't help but see more sarcasm in his eyes, "I hurt you before, and you said you hated me, but now you want to be friends with me, you are so stupid, Or is it stupid?"

There was a broken heart hidden in that fierce tone.

"Of course, other people have other people's punishment, and you will also have your own punishment." Song Xiaolin's eyes were serious, not as if he was joking, "You hate reading, don't you, then I will punish you to read for a lifetime, read Until you throw up."

Duan Yicheng couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching: "..." He was clearly reasoning with her seriously, but it wasn't a reason, he was just stating a fact, the more generous she was and the more she let the past go, the more it seemed that he It's bad, this feeling is like chewing a candle, it's hard to swallow, but she doesn't seem to be on the same channel as him.

Looking at his speechless expression, she was in a rare mood. When she spoke again, her voice was very relaxed, "As for why I became friends with you, it is because you are not the scary person in the rumors. You love your home, I also love your mother very much, you have a heart of filial piety, all the extravagance is a lie, I know, but it was too dark, you lost your way for a while, but I hope you can find your way back."

For the first time, someone lifted his mask and got a glimpse of his deepest secrets.

She said, I hope you can find your way back.

What a warm sentence.

However, it is also harsh.

Although he didn't seem to do anything, he did hurt her and made her the target of everyone's wanton insults. During her worst days, he was watching a play.

After all, he is not worthy.

Her innocence was incompatible with his sternness.

(End of this chapter)