"Uh-huh." Xie Jue looked at Song Zhu's back, and there was an unclear color in his eyes.

Xie Jue entered the room and stood in front of the door, looking at the bright yellow light flashing in this small room, and an inexplicable emotion surged through his heart. The cottage looked so familiar, so warm, so quiet in the dark.

This is the girl's home, and he doesn't know how long he's been living here. If you want to get out of here one day......

Xie Jue didn't know what he was feeling in his heart, picked up a glass of water on the table and was about to sit down, and saw a basin of clothes in the corner of the table.

When I got closer, it turned out to be Song Zhu's schoolbag, and I saw that the schoolbag was splashed with colorful paint and pigments, which looked extremely bad.

Xie Jue's eyes darkened, and he suddenly remembered what Chen Zhou said, and his expression became gloomy.

Approaching the basin of water, stretching out two slender and slender fingers, Xie Jue was just about to pick up the schoolbag. Song Zhu pushed the door in.

"What's going on?" , Xie Jue turned to look at Song Zhu, his expression was a little complicated.

"Huh?" Song Zhu put down the trash can, glanced at the schoolbag, and then looked at Xie Jue cautiously, his eyes flashing, "Maybe when I was out of school, I accidentally knocked over their paint tray when I passed by the flower shop, haha, they are decorating." ”

Song Zhu was wearing a goose-yellow long skirt, just at the door. She tilted her head and looked at Xie Jue, her hands were behind her back, obviously she was the injured party, but there was no grievance on her face, but there was only a kind of weakness and caution after doing something wrong.

Xie Jue, "......"

"It's nothing, this bag may not be usable." Clenched his fists, Xie Jue finally skimmed his head.

He didn't want to speculate on whether it was true or not, and if it was, he might be even more uncomfortable. But if he knew who had done it, he would never spare him.

Xie Jue turned around and walked to the dining table, sat down and prepared to eat, without showing any emotion.

Song Zhu looked at the boy and smiled.

I don't know when it began, the girls in the school began to point fingers at her, say some unpleasant words, and often stick pigs on her desk, splash water on stools, and other similar things happen.

Song Zhu originally felt that the surprise would be a little unpleasant, but the girl at this stage is the most jealous period, and maybe no one will listen to what they say.

Song Zhu simply ignored them, after all, his state of mind was really incomparable to these little kids.

Thinking of something, Song Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Xie Jue, after school on Friday afternoon, let's go to the mall to buy some new clothes!" ”

"Why?" Xie Jue stopped his movements and looked at the girl, with some suspicion in his eyes, and looked down at the clothes on his body.

I can't remember when I bought this dress.

His so-called mom might bring him some clothes when she came back, but she didn't usually come back easily.

Xie Jue's eyes darkened, and he looked up at the girl in front of him, this was the first girl besides his mother to buy him clothes.

"When you go to the competition, you have to dress formally! If you want to stand on the stage, you will become the brightest person in the world! Song Zhu raised his head and looked at Xie Jue.

I don't know when, Xie Jue has become the most dazzling person in the world in her heart, maybe because of his piano sound, maybe because of the piano sound, this feeling is indescribable.

Seeing Xie Jue standing on a higher and bigger stage to show herself, challenge herself, and break through herself, she will always be very happy in her heart.

Looking at the smile on the corner of the girl's mouth, Xie Jue was slightly stunned, and an inexplicable warm current surged through his heart, "Okay." ”

On Friday afternoon, one minute before the end of class, the teacher asked me to pack my things in advance.

It's just that the teacher's order has just been issued, and before the class ends, the classroom has already begun to stir up. Many of the girls were screaming, looking out of the classroom excitedly and whispering.

Song Zhu took out the textbook he was about to bring, raised his eyes and looked out the window, and saw Xie Jue leaning against the door in a black casual suit, the boy was standing there so quietly, with his hands in his pants pockets.

The short flowing hair hung casually in front of his forehead, and the boy's face was still full of nonchalance, as well as the restlessness caused by the screams and eyes of the girls around him.

I don't know when it started, but in the last class every afternoon, Song Zhu's right-hand table seat has been vacant.

Although Xie Jue is also skipping class now, he is running away blatantly, as if it has been since Xie Jue decided to apply for an art student. It's like he's standing outside the classroom with a casual face under the teacher's nose at the moment, and the teacher can't say anything.

The corners of Song Zhu's mouth hooked, and just as the bell rang at the end of class, Song Zhu walked out of the classroom with his feet raised and walked out of the campus side by side with Xie Jue.

Along the way, Song Zhu can be said to have suffered a lot of white eyes and envy from other girls. In this regard, Song Zhu only felt helpless for a while, but she only smiled, so that she would not take a big horn to explain something to them, and besides, she didn't know how to explain.

When he came to the school gate, Song Zhu saw a particularly dazzling locomotive, and there were many students around the car, who looked at the locomotive with surprise and envy.

Most of them are male classmates, and at their age, except for those who are particularly rich in the family and have played with motorcycles, most of the other boys are eager to have such a special car.

However, when they saw that the person who sat on these two locomotives turned out to be Xie Jue, everyone was indescribably complicated and surprised, but a little unexpected.

Xie Jue's image in them before, but he was a heinous villain and an illegitimate son of the Mu family, but everything was a little different since he knew that he could play the cello, but he couldn't tell what was different.

Watching him ride on this locomotive at this moment, although he felt a little surprised, he did not violate the slightest harmony. seems to be worthy of this locomotive, and Xie Jue is the only one in the whole school.

"Shall we go to the mall now?" Automatically ignoring the eyes and gossip of others, Song Zhu followed and got into Xie Jue's car.

"What do you say?" Xie Jue turned his head back to the person behind him while driving the car.

"Oh, that's fine." Song Zhu glanced at the book in his hand and thought thoughtfully.

Well, it's not very inconvenient.

"Hey, who am I! Isn't that your cheap brother? Jiang stop? A cheap, sleek voice came from behind him, and several people gathered around the front of the car.

Xie Jue frowned, cast a fierce gaze behind him, and saw Mu Jiang in the crowd.

Song Zhu looked at this group of people and was slightly stunned, they may not be Mu Jiangzhu's friends, maybe they just know Mu Jiangzhu. After all, as the male protagonist of the original book, he should make friends with people like Chen Zhou, not these crooked melons and cracked dates, fox friends and dog friends.