Apparently it's a new injury.

It looks like it was scratched by something like a knife or glass.

It was impossible to clearly state the source of every wound on his body in the original text, so Rong Wan didn't know how he did it, only that after being soaked and washed by the rain, there was some blood seeping out there.

Rong Wan twitched in his heart, and without hesitation he took out a Band-Aid. When he went to buy breakfast in the morning, he bought a large bag. Knowing that Yuan Yun will have large and small wounds on his body, this thing can come in handy at any time.

He tore the tape and moved closer.

Yuan Yun wrote the questions and was indifferent.

So Rong Wan became more courageous, holding the Band-Aid in both hands, aiming at his wound, and sticking it up carefully—

Before it was posted, Yuan Yun suddenly pulled his hand back, in a state of tight alertness. He finally frowned and gave Rong Wan a stern look.

He dared to stare at me, and almost didn't stare back after Rong finished.

This movement was a bit loud, and the head teacher in front, Lao Lin, looked over, and the triangular ruler was horizontally placed on the podium: "What's going on behind?! What's the commotion?"

All the students around looked over.

Rong Wan quickly raised his hand and said, "I don't have a teacher, I'm doing the question, and I handed it over with the eraser. Pick it up."

When he saw that it was Jing Yizhi, the head teacher Lao Lin's expression softened significantly. Who doesn't like a young man like Jing Yizhi, who is sunny and cheerful, with a cheerful smile. He has average grades, but his family has money. He donated three dormitory buildings to the school last semester. Now most of the teachers have moved in, so Can you give more love to Jing Yizhi, the precious son of Mr. Jing's family?

But then his eyes fell on the other lifeless dark head on the side, and he couldn't help but wrinkle his brows again. The class was so rushed that didn't have time to pay attention to where Jing Yizhi was sitting. Why does this child have to sit there because he can't think so much?

"Be quiet, don't do the questions, and focus on what I have to say." Lao Lin motioned for Rong to put his hands down. Just as he was about to continue chattering, he turned his eyes and focused on the breakfast on Yuan Yun's table. Annoyed.

How many times have said that the aroma of eating breakfast in the classroom will affect others. Why are these students so disobedient?

Old Lin's eyebrows were so twisted that he could catch a fly, "Yuan Yun, didn't you say you have breakfast in the classroom, you should clean it up before class, what are you doing here, do you want to continue eating during class? Okay? Yes!"

Yuan Yun put down his pen, raised his eyelids and glanced at him, without saying a word and expressionless.

Lao Lin was so angry that he was caught off guard and looked like an idiot. Just as he was about to continue the operation, he saw the good boy Jing Yizhi hurriedly pick up the pile of breakfast, stood up and apologized obediently: "Teacher, this is mine. mine!"

Rong Wan grabbed the pot with sincerity and fear, "I just moved here, and I cleaned up the table. If I couldn't put it down, I threw it on the same table as me. How can you blame him?"

After speaking, he quickly picked up the breakfast and threw it in the trash can.

Lao Lin had nothing to say, he held his breath for a while, and said, "Look at it, a little bit of trouble can make you hilarious, whether you came to school to study or gossip, over there, whispering, show me the blackboard! Continuing the topic just now, this semester..."

For the whole morning, Yuan Yun didn't say a word to himself, and didn't show a single expression to himself.

Rong Wan was a little helpless, but not discouraged.

The food in Henggao canteen is not bad. Students usually go there to eat at noon. It is not far from the teaching building, only a few hundred meters away. But on the first day of school it was pouring rain and the whole school was flooded with water. There were many students who would rather go hungry in the classroom, especially the girls who just got a new hairstyle and are afraid of getting their hair wet.

Rong Wan saw that Yuan Yun started to clean up the things on the table, as if he was going to eat, so he bent down and looked left and right. He didn't see his umbrella on the ground, and asked, "Where's your umbrella? There is no umbrella, such a big one. The rain rushed over, and I would definitely get soaked all over again."

The little unlucky bastard ignored him and didn't even look at him.

To go out, stand up and stand beside him, motionless, motioning him to move away. Rong Wan laughed angrily, feeling like an automatic sensor opening and closing the door, Yuan Yun had to step aside and open the door as soon as he stood here. He sat firmly in his seat, thinking that Yuan Yun wouldn't beat him no matter how hard he tried to beat him.

Seeing that he wouldn't let go, Yuan Yun frowned slightly and seemed a little puzzled.

Rong Wan looked at his drooping dark eyelashes, but suddenly felt distressed, and felt why he was teasing him, why should he be teasing him now in this situation, so he was silent for a while, or stood up and moved away.

Yuan Yun regained his expressionless face, grabbed the meal card on the table, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and planned to leave.

"Yuan Yun." Rong Wan stopped him. This time, he didn't try to hook his arm and approach him, otherwise Rong Wan suspected that he would beat him down with a conditioned reflex.

Yuan Yun ignored it and walked straight to the back door of the classroom.

Rong Wan took out two umbrellas from his schoolbag, which were put in intentionally by Jing Yizhi's elder brother, Jing Meng.

He trotted two steps and handed the umbrella over. There were some hidden emotions in his eyes. Because of the sadness, there was a bit of crystal mist: "I have two, let me lend you."

Yuan Yun glanced at him, ignored him, brushed his shoulders, and went out.

Chapter 39

The boy was very thinly dressed, and after leaving the teaching building, the strong wind blew his clothes up. Rong Wan stood by the window and could see that Yuan Yun walked very fast, walking faster than others in the heavy rain, and disappeared around the corner and entered the cafeteria after a while.

It's not that Rong Wan doesn't want to keep up - it's that he can't keep up!

Jing Yizhi has no meal card.

For lunch on weekdays, Jing Yizhi either invites friends to eat at the small restaurant outside the school, or the nanny at home cooks soup and delivers it, but he hardly ever eats in the cafeteria. Therefore, after Rong finished digging left and right, he couldn't find Jing Yizhi's card at all.