After Rong finished eating, he couldn't swallow. Although he had no feelings for Grandpa Jing Yizhi who had never met, he still had a good impression of Mother Jing, who was like a fairy. Seeing Mother Jing's eyes were always red, he don't know how to comfort. So could only finish the meal, but was urged by Jing's father to go upstairs to do homework obediently.

The weekend homework was soon finished, and the phone was still buzzing. He couldn't help but took out his phone and opened the class—

There are fifty-four people in the class, and Yuan Yun must be there.

Soon, Rong Wan kept sliding down, and saw a blank avatar at the bottom. The others were followed by "Tucao" and "Bubbling", and the suffix behind him was "Shen Yin". Obviously, he has been in the class for a whole year. , did not say a word.

Rong Wan opened the solitary avatar and added him with Jing Yizhi's QQ account. As a result, it didn't pass for half a day. Rong Wan had long expected that this would be the case, and he didn't feel discouraged, so he turned to open a few avatars who had been sending messages to himself. Those people he forgot to block, and the noises kept giving him a headache.

One of them was a friend of Jing Yizhi and asked him to continue playing basketball next week. Rong Wan replied briefly.

The other is Qiu Yaru from the class, still asking about that: forgot to ask you during the day, why did you move back?

Qiu Yaru is a very nice girl. She looks carefree, but she is actually very sensitive. She always seems to suspect that Yuan Yun is coercing Rong Wan. Rong Wan feels it is necessary to clarify with her, so she typed a line and sent it: I am at the same table. It's good, don't think about it all the time, I'm happy to sit there and make friends with him, so don't persuade him.

Qiu Yaru quickly sent a string of ellipsis, and then said: Where is it? really didn't see it.

Rong Wan was about to blow Yuan Yun into the sky after reading this line of words, when the mother outside the door knocked on the door and said softly, "Baby, wash the fruit, come down and eat some."

"Okay!" Rong Wan replied hurriedly.

Father Jing's stern voice came: "Jing Yizhi, stop playing with the computer for me! Now! Immediately! Come down and eat! Don't give your mother a sore throat!"

Rong Wan had to hurriedly type a line, send it, and then dropped the phone to open the door.

Walking up the stairs, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurried back to the room to pick up his phone to take a look.

What the hell! What the hell! What the hell!

Rong Wan: "Why didn't I rely on you to remind me?"

The system hesitated: "...You are typing too fast, I can't..."

——My tablemate is good everywhere, especially if he is handsome, I like handsome, how about it? [proud]

This sentence was sent to the blank avatar who didn't know when to add it!

When Father Jing saw that he hadn't gone down, he was still yelling. Rong Wan was holding the phone and his face was red, and there were ten thousand words in his heart. He planned to take it slow in this life, but is it too slow? How can send the words to the protagonist, what should the protagonist think? Isn't this a straight gay declaration?

But maybe Yuan Yun didn't see it, it's too late to revoke it, but it's still too late to delete friends.

Just when Rong Wan was seriously thinking about whether to pull this blank avatar directly into the blacklist——

Yuan Yun was typing slowly, and then replied: ?

"..."

When he went back to school on Monday, Rong Wan was still thinking about sending the wrong message. In addition, Jing's mother was a little sad because of the grandfather's incident, and the assistant was busy looking for an authoritative doctor and Jing's father. The company has stayed up late for several days, so he didn't bother the assistant halfway to put him down to buy breakfast.

When entering the classroom, it is empty-handed.

It started to rain heavily this week, and the road was stuck in traffic. He was originally late, but he sneaked back to his seat through the back door, and found that the seat at the same table was still empty-Yuan Yun always came early, almost unstoppable. The first few didn't come today? ! Did something happen?

Rong Wan had a bad premonition in his heart, but now Yuan Yun's trashy father should still be in other provinces and didn't come back. Recently, Guan Yuping and Wang Zixuan's idiots also stopped a lot and didn't bother Yuan Yun... What will happen? What's the matter?

In a word, Rong Wan was very uneasy. The first class was a math class. The teacher came over quickly to discuss the topic, and there was an empty space in the back. The young teacher seemed to have seen it as if he had not seen it. After all, it was a well-known fight in the school. Big family, if you don't come to school, you will save trouble. Seeing Yuan Yun not coming, the other classmates were much more emotional, and only Rong Wan was worried.

But fortunately, after the twenty-minute class, Yuan Yun came.

Because of the rain outside, he was soaked all over, with a schoolbag on one shoulder, and came in quietly through the back door, only the cold aura made the students in the back row shiver, and all of them cautiously turned their heads and peeked at him. .

Rong Wan also quickly moved to the aisle to get out of the way.

Without raising his eyelids, he lowered his head and returned to his seat.

"What are you looking at, continue the class!" The young teacher frowned, and the students quickly turned their heads back.

Rong Wan stared at Yuan Yun and saw that his jet-black hair and crow feather eyelashes were dripping with water. After sitting down, he just took a towel and wiped his hair at will. There was an inexplicable fire in his heart. He had already given him an umbrella. No, just get sick in the rain!

But soon Rongwan didn't think so. He moved his gaze to Yuan Yun's arm, and suddenly found a long bloody wound from his arm to his elbow—

Hold! Rong Wan was taken aback, how did he get it off? !

The wound looked very similar to the scar on Yuan Yun's right hand, which seemed to have been cut open by a sharp knife or glass, and was deeper and longer than the previous one, dripping blood along the rain. , the flesh turned out, looking startling.

Rong Wan's throat was choked with panic, and he asked in a low voice, "On the arm, what's going on?"

Yuan Yun looked even colder than yesterday, and without raising his head, he wrapped his arm in a thick circle with a towel to stop the bleeding, so he didn't care anymore, and opened the book by himself. With his movements, the arm should be extremely painful, but he didn't frown, and there was no expression on his face.