I froze, my head chaotic again, but she raised her hand and pointed to the empty seat opposite her, "Interested in having a drink?" ”

"......" I clenched my palms with sweat, and I lowered my eyes and didn't dare to look at her, "I—I don't drink." ”

If Folrant and Mick are rubbish to me, then what about me......

"Won't you drink it, or won't drink it, or haven't you drunk it?"

My mouth opened, and I paused for two seconds before replying, "No." ”

Because of my father, wine has become poison in my eyes.

"It's a shame." She said.

"Yes." I bowed my head and replied sullenly.

"Then don't drink, sit down and talk."

“？！” My words of pleasure caught in my throat for a moment, and I jerked my head up to look at her.

She raised her hand and gestured again to the empty space across from her, and by the time I came to my senses, I was seated.

She cut a piece of foie gras and fed it to her mouth, pursed her lips and chewed it carefully, and after swallowing it, she seemed to be very satisfied, nodded her head, put down her knife and fork, raised her red wine glass and shook it gently, every movement was so graceful.

"The food you cook is delicious, and the desserts are good." She said.

"Thank you."

She tugged at her lower lip, pouted the glass close to her lips, and then put it down, putting her fingers on the table, "Do you know what the broken window effect is?" ”

"......," I looked at her and shuddered in my heart, "I know." ”

"Tell me about it."

At the moment she gave me the impression that I thought more of Professor Ben Shaming, "If the windows of a building are broken, if they are not repaired in time, others may be connived with some exemplary connivance to break more windows." Over time, these broken windows create a sense of disorder......"

The more I spoke, the slower it became, the quieter it became, and in the end it felt like it was in my throat.

"The result?" She asked again.

"The result...... As a result, in this atmosphere of public insensitivity, crime grows and rampant. I lowered my eyes, not daring to look at her.

Because I found that I was like the building at the moment, and it was I who didn't repair the broken windows, which caused the Furrants to bully me, which became more intense, unscrupulous, and even became a habit.

"Looks like you understand." There was a slight smile in her voice, "Dean. Bradbury. ”

My heart slammed and I looked up at her in disbelief, "You...... Know me?! ”

"You're a celebrity at school."

"......" There was no expression on her face, I couldn't understand whether she was stating or sarcastic, and her fingertips were clenched.

"It's not easy to get a scholarship, especially if you can put up with Ben Shamin's strange old man and get him to remember his name."

I was stunned again, I thought she was going to say something about my father! Moreover, she seems to know Professor Ben Sirloin very well!

She calmly picked up her knife and fork under my stunned gaze, and lowered her eyes to cut the foie gras, "Let's go back to the previous topic." ”

"The broken window effect?"

"Yes." "My mother told me about this effect when I was very young," she said, picking up the sliced foie gras and looking at me, "but she didn't use examples of buildings and windows. ”

"What did she use?" I'm curious.

She fed the foie gras into her mouth and chewed it with her lips as if she were reminiscing and enjoying the foie gras in her mouth.

After a while, she swallowed before saying, "Her example is garbage." ”

"......," I thought of what she had said.

She said that in a very neat and clean public place, if someone starts throwing garbage and no one takes care of it, then many people will start throwing garbage there.

“…… Truly. ”

"So, if you want a neat and clean environment, either stay away from the garbage or clean it up as soon as there is garbage around you."

"...... "So I should have dealt with it, but never dealt with it, to create today's situation?"

I was still reflecting on her words, but she had already told me that she was going to eat.

I wanted to continue chatting with her, but I got up and moved out of my chair.

Instead of going back to the kitchen immediately, he asked her sincerely, "Can I know your name?" ”

She looked at me with her foie gras, and then said, "Gu Nuoxi, you can call me Gu Nuoxi." ”

I was stunned for a moment and raised my lips, "Dean. Bradbury, you can call me Dean. ”

She tugged at her lower lip in reply, and then lowered her eyes.

"One last question."

"You say." She didn't look up.

"Can I still talk to you in the future?"

She crossed her foie gras hand and paused, "Maybe I can when I'm in a good mood." ”

I smiled, "Happy dining." ”

When I went back to the kitchen, not only did I feel a little lighter, but I even felt like something heavy had been lifted from me.

As soon as I walked into the kitchen, Uncle Creti turned to look at me, "You seem to be in a good mood." ”

I smiled and walked over to him, "She didn't take my thanks. ”

Uncle Creti's eyes opened slightly, "No? ”

"yes, but she talked to me."

As I made dessert, I told Uncle Creti what she had just said to me.

"So, not only did she not mind my father's business at all, but she also taught me a lesson."

"I always thought she was just a strange girl, but now it seems that she is an amazing girl." ”

"I think so, too." I smiled back, my head flashing over the way she looked at me with her fingers folded.

"By the way, Dean, are you going back tonight? I mean, those muddy balls must be waiting for you. ”

I frowned, then let go, curled my lips and said, "I'm going back." ”

"Actually, you can rest for the night."

"If they go back to the dormitory, they will definitely litter my things again, and I will have to clean them up." When I said this, I paused and said, "And I have to start cleaning up the garbage in my world so that others don't keep littering." ”

Uncle Creti looked at me and nodded after being silent, "Call me if there's anything you need, I might be able to help you." ”

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

That night, after she left, I changed out of my work clothes and went to school.

Uncle Kriti sent me out, and he told me that if there was anything, remember to call him, and I promised him that it would be good.

Later I called him, mainly to ask him for leave, because I got into a fight with Forrant and then I went to the hospital.

The abrasions on the body were not serious, mainly because the head was smashed, nine stitches were taken, and a lot of blood was shed.

I just wanted to take a leave of absence, but Uncle Kriti came to see me in the hospital anyway, and when he saw my miserable condition, he first asked me very worriedly if it mattered.

I laughed that I was okay and told him that my group of muddy roommates weren't much better than me, that Formant had swollen eyes, Mick had a lot of nosebleeds, and that I was a little worried about whether the bridge of his nose would break.

Uncle Creti was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and said to me, "Good job!" ”

I was in pain all over my body, but I was happy because Mick and Bruno looked at me differently, and it was fear.

As for Forrant, there was some jealousy in his eyes, but he was still fierce, and he told me to wait, and he would teach me a lesson.

The next morning, I didn't go back to school until the afternoon, and in the afternoon there was Professor Ben Shaming's class, which I didn't want to miss.

What I didn't expect was that I would actually meet her, and she was late!

She was still so calm when she was late, even in the face of Professor Benshamin's inquiring eyes, she said lightly, "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Professor Benshamin paused for a second, raised her hand lightly, said thank you, turned and walked over to me.

My heart was racing, especially when she sat down next to me, and my palms were sweating.

But she put down her notebook after sitting down and asked in a low voice, "Which hospital did you go to?" ”

I skipped a beat and paused to answer her, then she looked at me sideways and said, "The bandaging technique is terrible." ”

I was stunned, and all the tension disappeared, and I was left with embarrassment, because I remembered my head, "...... Not so good indeed. ”

After that she didn't speak again, and I didn't know what to say, but I didn't listen to what Professor Benshamin said later, and my attention was drawn to her.

She sat right next to me, the seat that no one wanted to sit in......

What I didn't expect was that after class, she actually asked me if I would be interested in having lunch with her, which made me think I must be dreaming!

On the way to Uncle Creti's restaurant on foot, she said, "You're stupid. ”

"Silly?"

"That's right."

"Didn't you say that? If you want to be neat and tidy, you must first maintain the environment around you. ”。

But she smiled, not the kind of smile that raised a little corner of her lips, but showed the tips of her teeth, hidden under the red lips, which was indescribably soft.

"That's right, I said that." She paused for a moment before slowly holding back a smile, then turned her head to look at me, "Why are you listening to me so much?" ”

"Because I think you're right!"

She locked my eyes with those eyes as beautiful as black onyx, "Then let me tell you, people need to be packaged, and I want to package you, are you willing?" ”

I think, at this time, I should be surprised, because she wants to package me.

And I feel like I should have a lot of questions, like what to pack me? How to pack? Or is it, why me?

But I looked at those eyes, as if under a spell, and nodded in amazement.

At this point, the trajectory of my life changed dramatically.

She said, "The food I cook is delicious, and I have a good voice, and we can start by singing."

Later I found out that her grandmother was a well-known music producer, and that she owned a company that was listed, even the singers I liked were in that company.

A year later, I released my first album, and I went from being a wretched creature with my father's stain to being a big hit at school.

There is no longer cold eyes, no more contempt, and even many girls have shown favor to me, and everyone seems to understand overnight that my father's affairs have nothing to do with me at all, and I am also a victim.

In the second half of the same year, it was the second album, and then the third, and I became the singer that many people envied and liked, and they also gave me the nickname of the prince of love songs.

My life has changed, both physically and spiritually, but I feel that I am getting farther and farther away from her......