Teach the villain to be a man again

"Yeah." Xie Jue looked at Song Zhu's back, and there was a touch of uncertainty in his eyes.

Xie Jue entered the room and stood in front of the door, looking at the bright yellow lights flickering in this small room, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.This hut looks so familiar and warm, and it is so peaceful and quiet in such a dark night.

This is the girl's home, and he doesn't know how long he has lived here.if one day you want to leave here
Xie Jue couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, picked up a glass of water on the table and was about to sit down, when he saw a basin of clothes at the corner of the table.

Looking closer, it turned out to be Song Zhu's schoolbag, only to see that the schoolbag was splashed with colorful paints and pigments, which looked extremely bad.

Xie Jue's eyes darkened, and suddenly remembered what Chen Zhou said, and his expression became gloomy.

Approaching the basin, stretching out two slender fingers, Xie Jue was just about to pick up the schoolbag.Song Zhu pushed the door open and entered.

"What's going on here?" Xie Jue turned to look at Song Zhu with a complicated expression.

"Ah?" Song Zhu put down the trash can, glanced at his schoolbag, then carefully sized Xie Jue, his eyes flickering, "Maybe it was after school, I accidentally knocked over their paint tray when I passed by the flower shop , haha, they are renovating."

Song Zhu put on a goose yellow long dress, and just stood at the door.She tilted her head and looked at Xie Jue, her hands were behind her back, she was obviously the victim, but there was no grievance on her face, but only a guilty conscience and cautiousness after doing something wrong.

Xie Jue, "."

"It's nothing, this schoolbag may not be usable." Clenching his fist, Xie Jue finally turned his head away.

He didn't want to speculate whether the matter was true or false. If it was true, he might feel even more uncomfortable.However, if he knew who did it, he would never spare that person lightly.

Xie Jue turned around and walked to the dining table, sat down and prepared to eat, showing no emotion.

Song Zhu looked at the boy and also smiled.

I don't know when it started, the girls in the school started pointing at her, saying some unpleasant things, and they would stick pigs on her desk and pour water on the stool from time to time, and similar things happened.

Song Zhu originally felt that accidents would be a little unpleasant, but girls at this stage are at the most jealous stage, and maybe they won't listen to anyone's words.

Song Zhu simply ignored them, after all, his state of mind was really incomparable to these brats.

Thinking of something, Song Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Xie Jue, after school on Friday afternoon, let's go to the mall to buy some new clothes!"

"Why?" Xie Jue stopped and looked at the girl, with some suspicion in his eyes, he looked down at his clothes.

I can't remember when I bought this dress of mine.

His so-called mother might bring him some clothes when she came back, but she didn't usually come back easily.

Xie Jue's eyes dimmed, and he raised his head to look at the girl in front of him, this was the first girl besides his mother who wanted to buy clothes for him.

"When you go to the competition, you should always dress formally! If you want to stand on the stage, you will become the most dazzling person in the world!" Song Zhu raised his head and looked at Xie Jue.

At some point, Xie Jue has become the most dazzling person in the world in her heart, maybe because of his piano sound, or maybe because of the piano sound, this feeling is unclear.

Seeing Xie Jue stand on a higher and bigger stage to show herself, challenge herself, and break through herself, she will always be very happy in her heart.

Seeing the smile on the corner of the girl's mouth, Xie Jue was slightly taken aback, and an inexplicable warmth surged through his heart, "Okay."

On Friday afternoon, one minute before the end of get out of class, the teacher asked me to pack things in advance.

It's just that the teacher's order has just been issued, and before the get out of class is over, there is already a commotion in the classroom.Many girls screamed and looked outside the classroom excitedly, whispering.

Song Zhu took out the textbooks he was going to bring, looked out the window, and saw Xie Jue in black casual clothes leaning against the door, the boy stood there so quietly, with his hands in his trouser pockets.

The flowing short broken hair hangs casually on his forehead, the boy still has a face full of indifference, and is restless because of the screams and gazes of the girls around him.

I don't know when it started, but in the last class every afternoon, the seat at the same table to Song Zhu's right has been vacant all the time.

Although Xie Jue skipped classes now, he did so blatantly, probably after Xie Jue decided to enroll as an art student.Just like he was standing outside the classroom under the teacher's eyelids with a face of nothing, but the teacher couldn't say anything.

The corner of Song Zhu's mouth twitched, just when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Song Zhu walked out of the classroom, and walked out of the campus with Xie Jue shoulder to shoulder.

Along the way, Song Zhu could be said to have received a lot of stares and envy from other girls.For this, Song Zhu only felt helpless for a while, but she just smiled, and she wouldn't explain something to them with a loudspeaker, besides, she didn't know how to explain.

When he came to the school gate, Song Zhu saw a particularly eye-catching locomotive, surrounded by a lot of classmates, who looked at the locomotive with surprise and envy on their faces.

Most of them are male students. At their age, except for those whose families are very rich and who have played with motorcycles, most of the other boys are eager to have such a particularly cool car.

However, when they saw that Xie Jue was the person riding the two locomotives, everyone felt unspeakably complicated and surprised, but they were not surprised.

Xie Jue's image before them was a heinous villain, the illegitimate son of the Mu family, but everything has changed since he knew he could play the cello, but he can't tell what's different.

Seeing him riding on this locomotive at this moment, although I felt a little surprised, it didn't violate the harmony at all.It seems that Xie Jue is the only one in the whole school who is worthy of this motorcycle.

"Shall we go to the mall now?" Song Zhu automatically ignored other people's gazes and gossip, and got into Xie Jue's car.

"What do you think?" Xie Jue turned his head to look at the people behind him while starting the car.

"Oh, that's fine." Song Zhu glanced at the book in his hand, thoughtfully.

Well, not terribly inconvenient.

"Hey, who am I to think this is! Isn't this your cheap brother? Jiang Ting?" A cheap, smooth voice came from behind, and several people gathered around the front of the car.

Xie Jue frowned, cast a ruthless gaze to the back, and saw Mu Jiangting in the crowd.

Seeing this group of people, Song Zhu also became slightly startled. Maybe they were not Mu Jiangting's friends, or maybe they just knew Mu Jiangting.After all, as the male protagonist of the original book, he should be friends with people like Chen Zhou, not these crooked and crooked friends.