Chu Zihang stood in front of the window in a daze.

The rain crackled against the windows, and the playground was white.

It was still a sunny day in the afternoon, but as the bell rang for the end of class, I watched the lead-colored clouds push in from the southeast, and the sky went dark for a few minutes. With a thunderstorm, thousands of tons of water fell towards the earth, like a reservoir in the sky opening the floodgates.

The football field is rutted and the turf is turned to pieces. Originally, private cars were not allowed to enter the campus, but in such a dangerous weather, parents were worried that their children would be drenched, and several people forcibly pushed the iron gate open, and all the cars rushed in.

Half an hour ago, the playground was bustling like a market, cars were parked horizontally, emergency lights flashed yellow, and everyone honked their horns and shouted their children's names. In the pouring rain, the students couldn't find their cars and spun around like flies.

Now that everyone had been picked up, the school building and playground were empty, and the sky-blue flag of "Shilan Middle School" trembled in the storm.

It's like the end of the song.

The lights in the classroom were white, and outside it was dark as if it was late at night. It's time to go home early on this kind of day.

After being in a daze for a long time, Chu Zihang finally came back to his senses and glanced at the boy in the back row by the window, holding the newly released volume 43 of the single book of "Naruto".

The boy's name is Ai Kun, he is 178 tall, his brown slightly curly medium and long hair faintly covers the languid and ungodly narrow Danfeng eyes, and the black thick-rimmed glasses add a bit of lifelife to these eyes.

It stands to reason that Chu Zihang wouldn't care about such a lifeless teenager.

Above average grades, above average height, above average appearance, never take the initiative to participate in any group activities, never do anything out of the ordinary, easy-going and good at words, and seem to be able to get along with anyone.

Or rather, there will be no obvious conflict with anyone.

Only the surname "Ai" is slightly special, this is a rare surname, and the population of the country is only more than 600,000.

He is like a living dead who is physically alive but mentally dead, able to blend in with any group and leave without attracting attention.

Mechanically repeating the life of three points and one line every day, living without personal will, the rhythm of life is very similar to those ordinary employees in Chu Zihang's "father" company.

Such a teenager may be a little brilliant among all living beings, but in Shilan Middle School, the city's premier aristocratic school, it is extremely ordinary.

If Chu Zihang was like the other students in the class, he didn't know what was in the tennis racket bag that was obviously long at Ai Kun's feet, he would definitely think so.

The length of a standard tennis racket is 69 cm, and the length of the racket cannot exceed 81.28 cm in international competitions, while the tennis racket bag is at least one meter long.

Naturally, such a bag contains not a tennis racket, but a wooden knife.

When he was eight years old, Chu Zihang was bullied by delinquent teenagers in the upper grades at school.

Chu Zihang, who was bullied, did not sue his parents, but chose to forbear and asked "Dad" for 3,650 yuan. 50 paid protection fees, and another 3600 enrolled in a crash course in swordsmanship at the Children's Palace in this city.

3600 blocks, 36 class hours.

After 36 class hours, the bad boy came to collect protection money again, and Chu Zihang, who was a "master of swordsmanship", used a bamboo knife to beat the bad boy known as "Yagami Nunnery".

Two and a half years later, at the request of his mother, Chu Zihang participated in the junior group of the city's swordsmanship competition, and the score of each game was 2-0, and he passed all the way to the finals.

If you win the final, it's not a commendable memory. Even if the sponsor of the swordsmanship competition is Chu Zihang's "father", even if the champion of the junior group can get a bonus of 30,000 yuan.

However, he lost, and was swept 2-0 by Ai Kun in less than 30 seconds in the final.

At that time, Ai Kun combed his back hair that did not match his age, and his soft facial features became sharp just by changing his hairstyle, like a famous knife that cut gold and jade.

And the narrow Danfeng eyes with cold eyes that are not covered by black-framed glasses are the brilliant sword light refracted by the famous knife.

Swordsmanship, tennis, sprinting, long-distance running, table tennis, cello, calligraphy......

No matter what Chu Zihang learns, he can get started quickly, and no matter what competition he participates in, Chu Zihang is the champion. Ai Kun is the only peer who can crush him in the field that Chu Zihang is good at for so many years.

Ai Kun, Chu Zihang remembered the name.

Two and a half years later, when he was promoted to the high school of Shilan Middle School and re-assigned to the class, he got the list of classmates in the new class from "Dad", and after seeing the familiar name, Chu Zihang's heartstrings were rarely touched.

Ai is a rare surname, and the age is right, and it is almost certain that Ai Kun, who defeated him two and a half years ago, will become his classmate.

On the first day of school, Chu Zihang couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Ai Kun, who was the same as before.

If it weren't for knowing that this Ai Kun was also good at swordsmanship, and he was also working part-time as a teaching assistant in the Children's Palace of this city, Chu Zihang would almost not have believed that this lifeless and "mediocre" young man was the peerless famous knife that crushed him two and a half years ago.

Whether it was the famous knife returned to the sheath or encountered something else, Chu Zihang did not know.

Although he has a gossip heart, Chu Zihang is not used to or good at inquiring about other people's secret pasts, but he silently pays attention to this "mediocre" classmate on weekdays.

Sensing Chu Zihang's gaze, Ai Kun raised his head and glanced at Chu Zihang, who twitched his eyebrows slightly, and quickly twisted his head back.

Being a thief is weak-hearted, and the silent attention to Ai Kun in the past few years has made Chu Zihang subconsciously reluctant to look at Ai Kun. It's embarrassing to peep and be discovered.

Fortunately, Chu Zihang's paralyzed face covered his heart very well.

"How are you going to get back today?"

Chu Zihang twisted his head back again and asked unhurriedly.

If memory serves, Ai Kun was an orphan, and his parents seem to have died in a car accident when he was seven or eight years old, leaving him with only a small two-room apartment on the natural waterfront in the east of the city.

Usually Ai Kun rides his bicycle home, no matter how windy or rainy.

It's May, and it's almost the rainy season unique to the Gangnam region, and there are always one or two demon rains from time to time.

On the rainy day last week, Chu Zihang sat in the boss seat in the back row of "Dad's" Mercedes-Benz S500, and when he looked out the window at the rain, he happened to see Ai Kun riding a bicycle against the wind and rain.

Chu Zihang wanted to give Ai Kun a hand.

A flash of dendritic lightning flashed outside the window, and the dazzling light flashed, followed by a deafening thunder.

"I don't know yet."

Ai Kun closed the "Naruto" single book in his hand and looked out the window, "I plan to wait for a while, the rain can stop the best, and if it can't stop, take a taxi home." ”

"It's raining so hard that you can't get a car." Chu Zihang shook his head.

Just now, when Chu Zihang went out, he called his mother to report his safety, and his mother said that they were shopping in Jiuguang Commercial Building and couldn't get a taxi.

Jiuguang Commercial Building is the largest and most prosperous commercial building in the city, and there is no taxi there, let alone Shilan Middle School.

With such bad weather, the taxi drivers didn't want to do business and went home early.

It will take six years for the "Didi" with rain and snow weather subsidies to be founded, and taxi drivers in rainy and snowy weather may be complained about raising their fares without authorization, and there are really not many drivers who dare to take risks.

"Then I'll have to ride home in the pouring rain."

Ai Kun didn't care.

The natural waterfront community is about seven kilometers away from Shilan Middle School, and the average person can reach an average speed of 12-15 kilometers per hour on a bicycle.

In heavy rain and windy weather, the visual range is smaller, and the speed will be greatly reduced due to the invasion of wind and rain. If Ai Kun was an ordinary person, then he would have to brave an hour of wind and rain to get home.

If you are in a rainstorm for an hour, you may fall ill if your physical condition is slightly worse.

But Ai Kun is not an ordinary person, although he tries his best to disguise himself as an ordinary person.

When he was eight years old, he followed his soul from the corpse soul realm to this world, and on this body, there was still half a piece of [jade].

Under the premise that [Jade] passively absorbs the thin spirit seeds from the outside world, and this body itself is a bit special.

His soul fused perfectly with this body, and even if he didn't have a "righteous corpse", he could use the special powers of the god of death.

And with one of the passive effects of [Jade], Ai Kun can do nothing, and his spiritual power and spiritual pressure can also grow steadily, just like those famous captain-level Grim Reapers, gaining great power and a lifespan of more than a thousand years.

Ten years of passive pregnancy have allowed Ai Kun to gain a physique and special strength beyond ordinary people.

It doesn't matter if it's raining.

"My family is also in the west of the city, someone will come to pick me up later, you can take my car home."

Under the appearance of Gao Leng facial paralysis, there is a hidden heart of eight women. can easily help classmates but don't do it, this kind of thing is unacceptable to Chu Zihang.

Ai Kun was slightly surprised.

After three years of getting along, Ai Kun knows what kind of person Chu Zihang is. Gao Leng is paralyzed, indifferent to everything, and rarely takes the initiative to care about others.

Do you want to promise him?

Although the rain is nothing, if you don't sit in a car but stubbornly want to ride home in the rain, you will look weird and more eye-catching.

This kind of deliberate behavior of distancing himself from others will backfire and not conform to his personality of just wanting to be an "ordinary person".

"Thank you then." Ai Kun quickly made a decision.

"Hmm."

Chu Zihang nodded slightly, took out his mobile phone and just wanted to call "Dad", but after hesitating for a moment, he switched to another number and edited the text message.

"It's raining heavily, and I'm stuck at school with a classmate, can you come and pick me up?"

After reciting it silently in his heart, Chu Zihang confirmed that his tone was correct and sent it out.

For the next few tens of seconds, Chu Zihang kept counting his heartbeat...... Knock Knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

"Okay, okay, no problem!

Wait at school with your classmates, I'll be there in a moment! The man's tone was always so cheerful.

After deleting all the messages that came and went, Chu Zihang took back his mobile phone and sat down next to Ai Kun.

"Someone will pick us up right away."

"Thank you."

Ai Kun smiled and sorted out his homework and school bag, leaving the Naruto single book outside.

Chu Zihang is a stuffy gourd, and his driver will not arrive until a while, just enough to take advantage of this time to read comics to pass the time, and it is not too late to put away the comics when the car arrives.

"Is this comic good?"

Chu Zihang stared at the comics in Ai Kun's hand and deliberately found a topic.

If there is no one else in the classroom, Chu Zihang will most likely find something to do to relieve the tension and expectation in his heart, such as wiping the blackboard.

But now there is someone in the classroom, and it is still a person he is very interested in. Putting Ai Kun alone, it wouldn't be appropriate.

Ai Kun was surprised again.

What's going on, why is Chu Zihang so mother-in-law today. He said more in just a few minutes than he could after a whole day of class.

"It's pretty good."

Ai Kun shook the comic in his hand and introduced with a smile: "This is the most popular shonen manga now, the pillar comic of "Weekly Shonen Jump". ”

Ai Kun was just an ordinary little Grim Reaper in his previous life, and when he graduated from Mao Spiritual Academy, the thousand-year bloody war had already ended for ten years.

After graduating, Ai Kun worked in the Lingting Court and has always been full of yearning for the present world, but he has never been there, only occasionally listening to colleagues and seniors who have been to the present world tell interesting stories about the present world.

"Weekly Shonen Jump" and "Naruto", these two words happened to be mentioned by a senior. I didn't expect that after inexplicably crossing into this world, I could encounter familiar things in my previous life.

Chu Zihang nodded again, and his eyes signaled that Ai Kun could introduce him to the general plot of this comic.

As long as Chu Zihang wants to, "Dad" will buy him whatever he wants.

"Dad", who has experienced a failed marriage, attaches great importance to his family and treats him as his stepson. At the same time, there is a little more politeness.

Whether it's "Weekly Shonen Jump", or Kishimoto's signature version of the full set of "Naruto".

But now Chu Zihang just wants to listen to Ai Kun introduce the plot.

First, you can pass the time to relieve the tension and embarrassment of waiting, and secondly, you can get to know Ai Kun, a classmate you are interested in, through dialogue and conversation.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Ai Kun was just about to ask Chu Zihang Amway "Naruto", when he suddenly saw a small head poking in from outside the door, and immediately closed his mouth again.

Chu Zihang saw Ai Kun looking at the door of the classroom and stopped talking, turned his head to look behind him.

With her long straight hair, her slightly reddened delicate face, and her delicate facial features, she knows that she is the best among beauties at a glance.

Chu Zihang recognized this girl, Liu Miaomiao, one grade lower than him, but she was very popular in school, she passed the tenth level of piano in the second year of junior high school, and she would perform a piano solo at the gala every year.

"Chu Zihang?

Let's go together, the rain won't stop, the weather forecast says it's a typhoon, and the Meteorological Bureau has issued a warning. ”

Liu Miaomiao just glanced at Ai Kun, and subconsciously skipped him. Although Ai Kun is also good-looking and has an elegant and easy-going temperament, he is not Liu Miaomiao's ideal type.

Cold, domineering, and awe-inspiring, he obviously stands out from the crowd when he stands out in the sea of people, and that kind of person is Liu Miaomiao's ideal type.

For example, Chu Zihang.

"Nope."

Chu Zihang nodded in greeting, "Wait a minute, I'm going to go with my classmates." ”

"Oh, okay."

Liu Miaomiao was slightly disappointed, and then looked at Ai Kun more carefully.

The narrow Danfeng eyes, the straight nose bridge, the thin lips, and the not bad facial features are perfectly distributed on Ai Kun's face.

Strictly speaking, Ai Kun's appearance is not lower than Chu Zihang's. It's just that he was dragged back by his lifeless temperament and black-framed glasses, and it looked "mediocre".

It's a bit like a classmate of Liu Miaomiao.

Glancing at Ai Kun again, Liu Miaomiao muttered in her heart and retracted her head.