At this time, Lu Heming hadn't met Tang Suisui yet, so Jiang had no defenses, at most he was only worried about the butterfly effect.

But from the current point of view, as long as he doesn't make enemies with Lu Heming, the butterfly effect will not burn him no matter what.

As soon as the school bell rang, Jiang Ji was ready to leave school with his schoolbag.

But before leaving, Lu Heming suddenly grabbed the schoolbag strap.

Lu Heming was 1.83 meters tall, a few centimeters taller than Jiang Ji.With a tug, he made Jiang Ji take several steps back, managed to stabilize his body, and frowned at the young man behind him.

The boy carefully loosened the strap of his schoolbag, while scratching his head in embarrassment: "Wait for me, I'll go out with you."

Jiang was shocked, and looked at him with some vigilance: "What are you doing?"

Lu Heming took out a lollipop from his pocket, threw another lollipop to Jiang Ji, and said while packing, "I'll buy you a piece of bread for you."

Jiang was stunned for a moment, probably surrounded by abnormal people, this was the first time he met normal people, it was inexplicably weird and definitely not real.

He tore open the lollipop in his hand, it was peach flavored.

He has short hands and a soft mouth, so Jiang Ji twitched the corners of his mouth and reluctantly stood there waiting.

Before Lu Heming could pack up his things, Song Anzhi, who had been sitting in his seat without moving, suddenly stood up, without even giving Xu Ran, who was standing in front of the table, a chance to react.

He walked up to Jiang Ji quickly, and said indifferently, "Come out with me."

Before Jiang Ji moved, Lu Heming raised his head first, looked at Song Anzhi, and said in an inexplicable tone, "Who are you? You can ask him another day, he has to come with me today."

It is worthy of being a member of the future protagonist group, who dares to talk to Song Anzhi like this.

Jiang has silently raised his finger.

Song Anzhi's face was as cold as ever, but this time he did not maintain his good student appearance as before, but changed his previous image, and directly grabbed Jiang Ji's wrist with a little more force, and he was about to pull Jiang Ji outWalk.

Lu Heming's face turned cold, and the next second he raised his hand to grab Jiang Ji's other hand, and said in a calm tone, "Everyone comes first, and you didn't see my new deskmate, doesn't he really want to go with you?"

Song Anzhi's body froze, and he looked at Jiang Ji subconsciously. Jiang Ji was rubbing the candy wrapper in his hand, looking as if he was wandering away, and didn't meet his gaze at all.

The strength of his fingers loosened, just when he thought he would let go of Jiang Ji, he tightened his grip on Jiang Ji's wrist,

He and Lu Heming are about the same height, neither one is as good as the other, and the other is not as good.

"Who said he didn't want to go with me?" Song Anzhi sneered, "Who are you? Why bother him?"

Lu Heming frowned, and gradually lost his patience: "I'm his deskmate and his friend, and I didn't disturb him. He really doesn't want to go with you. If you don't believe me, you can ask my deskmate."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Ji: "At the same table, do you want to go with him?"

Jiang had regained consciousness, ignoring the other gaze that fell on him, shaking his head like a rattle, firmly and quickly: "I don't want to!"

Lu Heming smiled, a bit like a child's triumphant smile when he fights for a candy and wins in the end.

Putting it in his pocket, he snatched Song Anzhi's clenched wrist back, grabbed it himself, and smiled: "Then we'll leave first."

As he spoke, he put a school uniform on his shoulders, and dragged Jiang Ji out of the classroom swaggeringly.

Song Anzhi's eyes fell on Jiang Ji from the beginning to the end, and his fingertips were tightly pinched in the palm of his hand, which made him control his urge to snatch Jiang Ji back.

Seeing everything, Xu Ran froze in place, and finally put his hands on his shoulders hesitantly: "What's the matter? Jiang is far away from you, shouldn't you be happy? Why..."

Song Anzhi lowered his head and looked down at Kong Luoluo's hand, and he was a little slow to react.

Yes, he should be happy, but he doesn't seem very happy.

Xu Ran hesitated to speak: "Don't forget that your sweetheart is still waiting for your call in the United States. Put your mind on your sweetheart, and don't be disturbed by fools like Jiang Ji."

He looked down on Jiang Ji: "You see, he probably found his next family now. How can a person like Lu Heming be a good person? After a while, he will suffer, and he will come back crying and begging to continue pesteringyour."

Who doesn't know Lu Heming's family conditions?

Mom is a lunatic and Dad is a gambler.

In the first year of high school, Lu Heming's mother ran to squat him at the school gate with a knife, saying that he was going to hack him to death. Later, the security guard stopped him and was hacked.

So much so that at that time everyone said that Lu Heming might also be a lunatic, genetic fucking.

And it is well known that his father is a gambler. The debt collectors have all chased him to the school. If he hadn't called the police later, he was shocked. Otherwise, who knows what will happen?

Xu Ran curled his lips in disdain: "Lu Heming also looks more glamorous on the surface, Jiang already thought he had found a backer, who knows when Lu Heming will go crazy, and he will only know that you treat him even if he is frightened."It's pretty good."

Song An didn't know if he was listening to him, his eyes seemed to be a little lost in a certain place.

Until the phone in his pocket rang.

He uses an old-fashioned mobile phone, the Logia, which has long been eliminated by society.

Remarks can be vaguely seen above.

There is only one person who can make him mark notes carefully.

Song Anzhi quickly picked up the phone reflexively, and when he heard the voice from the phone, he suddenly came back to his senses, picked up the phone and went to the side.

Jiang has already left the school with Lu Heming.

Lu Heming let go of his wrist, and stretched lazily: "It's really troublesome."

Jiang already rubbed his wrist, it was red because Song Anzhi scratched it just now.

Hearing this, he muttered: "I didn't let you stand out."

Lu Heming's ears were extremely sensitive for some reason, he yawned and rubbed his eyes: "I didn't mention you, who was it..."

He pondered for a second, but he couldn't remember who the person who had conflicted with him just now was.He didn't take it to heart either: "Anyway, I didn't say you were troublesome."

Jiang Ji was very coaxing, and he smiled when he heard this, and reached a consensus: "Is that so, I also find him troublesome."

The lollipop in Lu Heming's mouth was almost melted. He chewed the candy and threw the candy stick into the trash can. He was very happy that Jiang had agreed with his thoughts, and touched his shoulder with his elbow: "WalkWatch the way, tablemate."

He led Jiang Ji into a nearby bakery, and said, "You choose. I don't know if there is any bread you like. If you choose, I will pay for it."

Jiang already thought it was funny. He didn't know Lu Heming's family situation very well, but he also knew that his family was not rich.

A penniless high school student with dispirited parents at home, he didn't know if he could have enough to eat.

Out of humanitarianism, he chose a cheaper bread and raised his hand: "That's it."

Lu Heming didn't seem to care whether he had good intentions or really liked the food, and settled the bill neatly.When he left, he gave Jiang Ji ten yuan.

Jiang was stunned for a moment, thinking that the other party had seen through his thoughts and gave him the money directly.

After looking at the ten yuan, he just wanted to say that it was too much.

Lu Heming yawned and said, "Bring me a piece of bread tomorrow, thank you."

Jiang already looked at the ten yuan forced into his hand: "..."

Just as he was about to refuse, Lu Heming suddenly softened his voice, with a look of helplessness: "Please sit at the same table."

Jiang Ji: "...OK."

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