The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

Xia Qian's face turned pale, she turned and ran away clutching her hands.

Jiang Mianmian bit off the pig's bone with a "creak" sound, and looked at Xia Qian's back: "Yuanyuan, why did she ask about Qin Kexin's news? Is their relationship so good?"

Although they didn't care, Qin Kexin and Xia were not so much friends, but more like masters and servants.

Qin Kexin is the master and Xia Qian is the servant.

Besides, as far as she knew, the relationship between the two was not as harmonious as it seemed.

The vassal Yuan lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at Xia Qian, and remained silent without speaking.

Jiang Mianmian didn't necessarily want his answer, but just complained casually, and started to eat with her head down again.

Xia Qian is not as important as food!

After lunch, there was a lunch break, and then he went to class and played step by step. When the singing after school sounded, Jiang Mianmian still couldn't recover.

Nothing special, today turned out to be a normal day.

She and vassal Yuan sat in the car hand in hand, looking at the falling sunset, drowsy, peaceful and beautiful.

"If every day in the future is the same as today!"

"what?"

Feng Chenyuan looked up at her.

Jiang Mianmian shook her head, with a sparkling smile in her eyes.

……

At 06:30 in the afternoon, the setting sun fell, leaving patches of smoky red clouds spreading across the sky.

Jiang Jiashu was sitting in the car, holding a book in his hand that was extremely unfamiliar to others, a encyclopedia of plants, full of pictures and texts.

He glanced at it with little interest, and then memorized the characteristics of the plant in his mind. The tight lip line seemed a little cold and unreasonable, and there was a trace of irritability that could hardly be detected.

Not enough, the current knowledge is still far from enough.

He stretched out his fingers and gestured in mid-air unconsciously, his eyes were dark and red.

His fingers are well-knit, slender and clean. Due to the recent tempering, they show a bit of sharp lines, but he is still a primary school student, so there is still a softness that belongs to a child.

It looks very beautiful.

"Young master, are you still going to the library today?" Uncle Zhang walked around the corner and turned his head while the red light was on.

Jiang Jiashu suddenly came back to his senses, curled his fingers together by his legs, then raised his head slightly, and said, "No, I don't need to return the book today."

Hearing this, Uncle Zhang smiled and asked, "I have one thing I want the young master to approve."

This is what he would do every month. Every month in the past, Lao Li would take his place.

But this month, the young masters all returned to Jiang's house, and the family's drivers were not enough.

Jiang Jiashu raised his eyelids, looked at Uncle Zhang's hesitant expression, and nodded expressionlessly: "Uncle Zhang, you can do whatever you want, I'm not in a hurry!"

"Hey!"

Uncle Zhang responded, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the car in a direction completely away from Panlong Mountain.

Bypassing the bustling city, it was a place that seemed to be completely separated from development. It was obviously crowded with people, but it still revealed an undisguised sense of dilapidation and desolation.

Uncle Zhang passed through the crowd and parked the car in front of a quiet alley.

"Master, wait for me for 10 minutes, don't get out of the car, and don't open the door casually."

"I know, Uncle Zhang, I'm a kid in Metal City!" Jiang Jiashu said seriously.

"Haha, the young master is just a child in Uncle Zhang's eyes!" Uncle Zhang said with a smile.

Then, he opened the door and got out of the car, locked the car, and walked quickly towards the depths of the alley, disappearing from Jiang Jiashu's eyes in an instant.

Jiang Jiashu looked out the window at the thin but towering alley bathed in a smoky blue mist, blinked his slender eyelashes, put his head against the cold window, and was in a daze.

Because he has a secret, a secret that only he knows.

He doesn't want to go to school.

Obviously this time the school was carefully selected by the elder brother. The teachers in the school are kind and the classmates are friendly, but he still has no way to make friends.

It seems like he can trust no one but his family.

Compared with friends, he prefers to stay alone and study in a corner.

Also, there was a hidden desire in his heart, a desire for blood, which tormented his nerves all the time.

He... Shouldn't have stayed in Jiang's house, shouldn't be in contact with those bright and beautiful things.

Instead, you should be drowning in darkness!
He didn't have an answer, and...he couldn't find an answer for the time being.

"Boom!"

With a dull sound, it hit the window heavily, and the dark shadow covered Jiang Jiashu's sight.

Jiang Jiashu was taken aback for a moment, and looked up in a daze to see a pair of eyes, the pupils were pitch black, but the bottoms of the eyes were turned crimson, revealing a crazy, indifferent, and sinister aura.

"Kid, help me!"

The man's hoarse voice came to Jiang Jiashu's ears vaguely through the glass.

It took Jiang Jiashu the next moment to realize that the man must have been injured. Thick blood slid from the corner of his forehead onto the white collar, and his lips were pale, as if he would fall hard to the ground in the next moment.

He is an extremely dangerous man.

Even without intuition, Jiang Jiashu made a rational judgment.

If possible, it is best not to contact such a person, because you will get into unnecessary trouble.

His reason is telling him the most direct answer.

But for some unknown reason, he couldn't help swallowing, clasped the handle with his slender fingers, wanted to open the car door, wanted to let people in...

"you……"

"help me!"

The man's thin lips opened again, and his dark eyes were like dark cages, deeply covering Jiang Jiashu's sight.

Jiang Jiashu bit his lip hard, and squeezed it down with his clean fingers.

With a "click", the door opened.

The man wanted to get into the car, but Jiang Jiashu showed half of his face and squinted at him.

"You, can you drive?"

It's not whether it will, but whether it can!
His bloodstains were too obvious, if he stayed here, it would be different from being exposed.

The man paused, wiped his white coat on the window indiscriminately, turned around to the cab, started the car and left.

Until the car merges into the flow of people.

The man driving the car looked sideways at Jiang Jiashu: "Little thing, aren't you afraid of me?"

Jiang Jiashu slightly raised his eyelids, and said quietly, "You ask me to help you."

"... Ha!" The man choked for a moment, and suddenly sneered.

"You're an interesting little guy!"

Jiang Jiashu didn't take it seriously, and tapped lightly on the window with his slender fingers, waiting for the crowd to gradually thin out, and they completely left the alley, before he looked up at the man who was breathing heavily.

"Do you want to leave now?"

The implication is that it is safe now, you can go, don't bother me!
The alienation in his eyes didn't hide at all.

The man clutched his chest, parked the car casually on the side of the road, turned his head to reveal a handsome face, his sharp eyes slid past Jiang Jiashu, and then stared at the plant encyclopedia in his hand.

"Little thing, what's your name?"

"You don't need to know!" Jiang Jiashu replied coolly.

Hearing this, the man couldn't help laughing again, the smile probably tore at the wound, and he couldn't help twitching due to the pain.

"That can't be done, you are my savior, and... I need you to provide a safe place, I want to operate on myself!"

"You can do surgery yourself? Are you a doctor?"

Jiang Jiashu didn't care about him until he heard something he was interested in.