CHAPTER XIII

Xia Yaoshu glanced behind her, and a familiar figure appeared in front of her eyes, her face was incredible, she unexpectedly saw Fu Jinchuan.

"Why are you here too?" Xia Yao asked.

"Just like you." Fu Jinchuan's tone was understated, as if the person who was running was not him.

Zhang Chuang said with a surprised face, "I'm noisy, and the school bully will also be punished?" ”

Li Xiaoran thought for a moment, and instantly showed a different smile.

A touch of red sunset shines on the west mountain, the earth is bathed in the afterglow, and the evening breeze slowly sends a faint fragrance mixed with flowers and trees, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

"The antecedent is all, much, everything, nothing......"

Xia Yaoshu listened carefully to Fu Jinchuan's analysis, he spoke in great detail, and there were some places that needed special attention, which would be listed separately and written in a small book with rabbit ears.

Sometimes Xia Yaoshu also thinks, what is in Fu Jinchuan's head? Some people are born to be the center of attention, while others remain humble in the dust, despite the stormy erosion.

The rooftop is the most quiet place in the whole school, with a light breeze blowing, and Xia Yaoshu's soft sideburns in her ears are slightly rippling.

There is still a bit of simple ignorance in a pair of eyes, and there is a touch of innocence in the charm, and between gestures, it seems to be a weak willow to help the wind, and the gentle charm hits the depths of people's hearts, the most vulnerable place.

This scene is beautiful like a natural picture that only appears in front of the camera.

Xia Yaoshu, who was seriously working on the question, didn't know that the pair of slightly narrowed eyes on the top of her head were smiling like nothing.

For several days in a row, they would go to the rooftop every day to tutor their homework, and slowly, the rooftop became the "study" in their hearts.

……

"Boss, two cups of mango pudding milk tea, full of sugar."

"Howler!" The boss responded.

"Why are there two glasses and another glass today...... Was it for the little boy on the rooftop? ”

Xia Yao was slightly flustered, how did the boss know?

She turned her head and looked in the direction of the school, where the entire school was in full view, and the empty rooftop was also exposed.

Xia Yaoshu suddenly felt that the roots of her ears were hot as if they were congested with blood.

Rooftop.

"Taste it."

Fu Jinchuan asked, "What is it?" ”

"I don't know what you like to drink at the school gate, so I bought two cups of the same one."

Seeing that Fu Jinchuan didn't make any moves, Xia Yaoshu continued, "Dad loves to gamble, every time he loses money and comes home, he will only use violence to solve his emotions, before the second year of junior high school, I don't know how my mother's injuries came about.

One day when I came home from school, the door was not closed as usual. I pushed open the door and saw my dad holding the bench in his hand, and my mom lying on the ground, her face and arms covered in bruises, and in some places blood seeping out.

I was terrified and desperately tried to escape, and the shocking image always lingered in my mind."

Xia Yao paused, and her eyes were red for some time, "Late at night, the feeling of cold and hunger invaded me, I don't know how long I walked, and finally saw that there was still an unclosed bubble tea shop."

I went in and begged her to give me something to eat.

Fortunately, the owner was very nice and made me a cup of mango pudding milk tea.

That glass was so sweet that I still remember it vividly. ”

Hearing this, a trace of sadness in Fu Jinchuan's eyes floated out, and he stretched out his slender and white hand and rubbed the top of her hair.

I don't know when, he took a sip, and the taste was also the sweetness imprinted in his heart.