"May the beauty of the world be intertwined with you, such as me, like the Domino we love! Dear Nguyen, it would be great if you could write down your contact details on this piece of paper~~"

Just looking at the words on the note, he was already blushing, Jian Han cleared his throat and quickly pushed the note back to him, "This thing, uh, I didn't write it......"

"You didn't write it, what are you doing for me?" Ruan Zhizhou covered his mouth with his fist and yawned, obviously not believing it, and said in a tone of emotion, "It's something to be proud of liking me, don't hide it." ”

"......" Jian Han looked at him fixedly for two seconds, had nothing to say for a while, decisively took back the note, and slapped it on the slut bridge table watching the play in the back, "You explain." ”

Ruan Zhizhou supported his chin with his hand, and glanced at the completely unfamiliar face behind the right side following her movements, obviously with a casual face, but with a sense of condescending oppression, that look was like saying "You dare to say no".

Wei Qiao put down the textbook stupidly, and looked back and forth at the faces of the two tablemates bitterly.

One is a backer who is not easy to mess with, and the other is a new school bully candidate who is even more difficult to mess with, it's really heavenly......

"Speak." Ruan Zhizhou kicked his table impatiently, his eyes full of sleepiness.

Wei Qiao looked at the bruise on the corner of his mouth, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, he held on to the trembling desk, cried and mourned, and said tentatively: "Zhou, Brother Zhou...... Perhaps, do you know who Li Ai is? ”

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Ruan Zhizhou was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his tone became more and more intonal, and he insisted on turning a question into a declarative sentence.

Really.

School bullies are idealists.

Wei Qiao pursed his lips and glanced at Jian Han deeply, and then the strong man returned the note to Ruan Zhizhou with both hands like a broken wrist, and said with a smile: "Our little Jane, everything is good, but it is thin-skinned." ”

"Wei Qiao!" Jian Han let out a low snort, his eyes suddenly widened, his fingers were unconsciously straightened, and the water-based pen fell to the ground from his palm.

Hearing the voice, Liang Tian slowly raised his head, took out one hand to support the black large-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and smiled in surprise: "Jian Han, do you volunteer to come to the podium to draw a schematic diagram of the movement law of the direct point of the sun for everyone?" ”

"Huh? Yes...... Yes, Mr. Liang. Jian Han was stunned for a second, reacted quickly, picked up the water-based pen on the ground, pressed the folds at the corner of his clothes, and stood up.

"Poof!" Ruan Zhizhou laughed unkindly, and even Wei Qiao lowered his head and hammered his thigh hard, looking like he was working hard.

Jian Han grinded his teeth, put the pen in the middle recess of the spread out workbook, and strode to the podium.

It's really home today!

Ruan Zhizhou sat up straight and quietly looked at the girl's back, and the smile on his lips gradually deepened. The faint glow of the sun outside the window broke through the clouds and fell on the tips of her half-curved hair, as if ironing out a light golden edge.

He suddenly bent down to pick up the cap that had fallen under her chair, paused slightly, as if remembering something, and kicked Wei Qiao's desk harder.

"Did you make you laugh?"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem...... Brother Zhou, you have wronged me! Where are we laughing, but we are cheering! Wei Qiao dodged the aftershocks of the desk, but he choked on his own saliva, waved his hand to deny it, and secretly complained to himself, "Tainima double standard!" Only the governor is allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps! ”。

Ruan Zhizhou didn't say anything, put the cap on the water-based pen, and listened to Liang Tian's praise of Jian Han's handwriting to knowledge mastery, his eyes were a little dazed.

Some fragments have been fished out of the river of memory.

When he was a child, after taking a nap, he often accompanied his mother to read books in the garden, and his mother's favorite reading was "Jane Eyre", and every time she saw a sentence she liked, she would read it to him.

I really read a lot, but at that time, he always focused on the tiramisu made by his mother, and most of it didn't leave an impression.

Only the sentence "Some people don't need a posture to achieve a shock" remembers it clearly.

Mom always repeats this sentence, she said, she never regretted marrying Dad, and I will meet my own Jinghong one day.

Love at first sight may be superficial, but love over time is more like a prostitute with strong words. What he taught her was the heartbeat of a glimpse, and it was also the eyebrows of others, and I only looked back at your loneliness.

Mom married love, but not happiness.

Therefore, not all shocks belong to fate.

He, Ruan Zhizhou, would rather live a mediocre life than be a moth to a fire.