Deliberately Contaminated

Jiang Huai was walking among the bookshelves in the library.

The shadow swayed behind him, and the beauty snake swam over. Jiang Huai pursed his lips tightly and continued to walk forward. He heard Mingshuang calling his name from behind, as if he was caught by an invisible rope, and his steps became slower and slower. .

Jiang Huai kept a distance from her, turned her back to her, and her body was still a little stiff.

"Brother, you forgot to take this." Mingshuang panted slightly and stretched out a hand. She was a head shorter than him, with a small swirl of hair on top of her head. Manuscript paper and test papers on the table.

…

Jiang Huai went straight back to the dormitory.

The windows of the boys' dormitory were tightly closed, and the three roommates were not there.

After school, he went back to the class, Mingshuang's seat was empty, and the people had already left. He stared at the empty seat for a few seconds, put away his schoolbag, and left the classroom.

Yunbei Road and Nanyuan Road are not too far apart. Tancheng was expanded fifteen years ago. Fortunately, this area was the beneficiary of the expansion in that year. In the building, this low-rise residence is particularly eye-catching.

Every year it is said that the demolition will be imminent, and it is said every year, but it has never been realized. This has become the best wish of the residents of Yunbei Community.

Yi Jun came back from the hospital and packed some hospital clothes for Ding Yili.

He took the key to open the door and bumped into the boy who was going out with his schoolbag on his back. Yi Jun was a little embarrassed thinking about what happened yesterday, and called out, "Xiao Huai."

Yi Jun looked up at him, and suddenly found that Jiang Huai was so tall, half a head taller than Yi Kang, but he was used to seeing Yi Kang, who weighed 170 pounds. Are you all right? Tell uncle if you need anything."

Jiang Huai lowered her eyes and said nothing.

"The medical expenses you paid for your aunt?"

Yi Jun asked tentatively, "Where did the money come from?"

"Scholarship." The boy said lightly.

Yi Jun wiped his hand repeatedly on his clothes, Ding Yili suddenly had pancreatitis, and he couldn't go out to work during this time. Yi Kang's side was spending a lot of money. He hesitated several times, not knowing what to say. Seeing Jiang Huai turning around to leave, he hurriedly said, "I'll send..."

Just after chasing him to the door, the phone in Yi Jun's pocket rang. It was Yi Kang's call, and he hurriedly went back to the back room to answer it.

…

"I understand, I understand." Yi Jun put the phone to his ear with difficulty, "I'll call you a thousand tomorrow."

Yi Kang is the son of Yi Jun. He is 20 this year. He didn't go to high school. He is now working as an apprentice in an auto repair factory. I don't know how much he has learned.

"Where's the beggar?" An unpleasant, hoarse male voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Two thousand, two thousand, right?" Yi Jun lowered his voice.

"…"

Yi Kang roared impatiently, "I don't know where the money has gone. If you have money to support a **** that has nothing to do with you, you don't have money to spend for your own son, right?"

Yi Jun was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he quickly covered the phone, "Don't talk nonsense."

If you are involved in the Jiang family's affairs, you can't make random comments.

Yi Jun and Yu Yan both came from other provinces, and their great-grandmothers were close relatives. In this generation, they are no longer related. However, they both came to Tancheng for development. Yi Jun came to work, and Yu Yan came over to go to university. In the past, Yi Jun's impression of Yan was that she was beautiful and quiet since she was a child, but she didn't know what she was thinking about all day long. She was still a famous college student, a golden phoenix flying out of the chicken coop.

But Yu Yan died very early, notorious at the time of death, leaving behind a child a few years old. When she was alive, she never allowed her children to call her mother, and said she was a relative's child.

She gave the child the surname Jiang.

Who is the father of the child, Yi Jun never dared to ask more questions.

After hanging up the phone, he hurried out the door, Jiang Huai had already left.

…

The Tanzhou River is a famous ancient river. It runs through the city. Even in the hot summer, the riverside is always cool. The night wind blows gently, accompanied by the huge roar of the engine. Expensive locomotives galloped past, setting off a wave of air.

With the helmets off, the riders are still teenagers.

Sitting under the cold drink booth by the river, several people happily sipped their necks and drank iced soda.

"Jiang Shao is in a good mood today." Hu Yu looked at Jiang Qianzhang's face, "Why, something good."

"Jiang Shao has a new girlfriend, so happy."

To talk about Jiang Qianzhang's ex-girlfriends, there are too many to count, like the stars in the sky.

Jiang Qianzhang snorted, and threw the empty jar in his hand into the trash, "It's time for separation."

His face was full of arrogance, "Those women, don't they just take a fancy to my family's wealth, and post one by one, it's meaningless."

"Yes, those women are worthy of our Young Master Jiang." Li Qingjian said, with a flattering tone.

Jiang Qianzhang was noncommittal, not knowing what to think, his face became distorted again.

"Fuck, Mingshuang." His knuckles creaked, "Wait, see how I treat her in the future."

At the same time, in Jinjiang East China Sea, Mingshuang lay lazily on the beach and sneezed.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Xu Tianbai came over, "Is it cold?"

"Stay away from me, stinky." Mingshuang wrinkled her nose in disgust.

Xu Tianbai pressed his hot face to his cold buttocks, begging for nothing, "Yes, yes, only beautiful men can stay by our little fifteen."

Mingshuang's eyes are high, typical eyes are above the top, and he is even more critical of men.

"It's good to know." Mingshuang squatted by the beach, grabbed a small crab, and turned over to look at the structure curiously.

"I heard that you are starting to exude charm again in Tanfu?"

Mingshuang didn't lift her head, "It's none of your business."

"Yes, it's none of my business, Mingxiao is going back to Tancheng next month." Xu Tianbai rarely showed a proud smile, "I don't know if it's none of his business."

…

"Fuck, what are you doing to me?" Xu Tianbai covered his **** and ran away.

The weekend went by quickly.

The first day on Monday, the first class is physics class.

Mingshuang leaned against the wall and was drowsy. She was in Jincheng with a few children on weekends, and they played in the dark. It was very good for her to be able to get up to school today.

Jiang Huai's back is straight, and his hand speed has slowed down when writing notes. He has already learned the content of this class. He pursed his lips and added a few simple formulas that he had omitted before.

Mingshuang listened to half the class, and occasionally admired the beautiful profile of the beauties next to her.

It's a pity that Jiang Huai ignored her, wondering if she was still thinking about the library.

During the lunch break, Jiang Huai came back early this time, and Ming Shuang was also there. He was holding a sugar bag, chewing, and his cheeks were slightly bulging, like a small hamster. When he saw him coming back, he asked him, "Do you want to eat? ?"

"Don't eat." Jiang Huai said coldly.

Ming Shuang said, "Don't you like sugar?"

The young man opened his mouth and was about to say something. Mingshuang had already stood up, holding something in his hand, and shoved it against his lips, "Try it, it's very sweet."

The boy's lips were beautiful, with a thin layer of red.

Although it was only for a moment, she felt the soft touch of his lips, and Mingshuang's fingertips were inexplicably puffy. After she came back to her senses, she immediately said, "I don't have that..."

"...I want to be light on what you mean." She found the right word and said it immediately.

At least this time! Not trying to take advantage of him!

Jiang Huai's body was stiff, and the taste of mint candy melted uncontrollably on the tip of his tongue, a refreshing sweetness.

He sat down without saying a word.

"Is it delicious?" The girl held her cheeks and stared at him, blinking.

"...Well." After a long silence, the sound was almost indistinguishable.

His voice was originally clear, but with such a nasal sound, it was infected with an indescribable vague and seductive ambiguity.

"Did you just say it's delicious?" Mingshuang was excited.

"Well..." She lengthened her voice deliberately, imitating him, "You said so."

"My brother seduced me." She said quickly.

How can you blame her for thinking so much.

Jiang Huai is contradictory from head to toe. He is very beautiful, and he is pure and broken beauty, but every time he faces him like this, he can't help but want people to pull him down from that high shrine.

The pen that the boy was writing on was crooked, his face was cold, but his back was burning.

"I went to Jincheng to play for two days on the weekend." Mingshuang was in high spirits, and stretched out Bai Nen's arms in front of him, "Did I get a tan?"

Before waiting for Jiang Huai to answer, she had already started to answer herself, "It's all my fault for this brand of sunscreen, I won't use it next time."

She's so white that she gets sunburned easily.

Jiang Huai couldn't help but swept across her arm, like a feather, it was easy to touch and quickly retracted.

Xu Tianbai happened to send a voice message.

Seeing the screen of the phone, Mingshuang became impatient, and rushed back with a voice, "I almost crushed me last night, stop texting me, I'm going to school."

Yesterday, they had an open-air barbecue. Xu Tianbai slept on a beach chair and fell asleep. Mingshuang just turned over and was crushed on the soles of his feet. He immediately kicked him a few times.

Mingshuang pressed the news.

Jiang Huai's face had returned to her usual indifference, and she looked down at the book.

Wu Zixiu Mingshuang started to sleep again, the air-conditioning in the classroom turned on a little bit, she shrank in her dream, and murmured in her sleep, "Where is my quilt."

I don't know who I'm talking to, in a pampered and innocent tone.

Jiang Huai put away his textbooks and looked over.

Her cheeks were white, and she slept a little rosy, and her broken hair fell beside her cheeks. When she slept, she looked like a beautiful little pigeon, looking innocent and childish.

Jiang Huai didn't want to look at her.

He has never owned anything since he was a child. Pain is the eternal background of memory. He is a little confused and doesn't know how to deal with this brand-new, unfamiliar another kind of hidden pain.

The girl sneezed a little, her brows furrowed tightly, and she began to shrink into a small group.

After a long while, he pulled out a new spare school uniform jacket from the drawer, kept a distance, and threw it on her, deliberately avoiding any contact.

Immediately, without waiting for him to withdraw his hand.

- Mingshuang has suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his slender, cold fingers.

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