The yandere boy is so scheming

At the end of the month and the beginning of June, the weather has already begun to smell like summer, and it is unbearably hot.

The post about Shen Zhijing defecating in public on stage was posted on the school forum for a few days before the popularity subsided.

Zhou Ran and her father hadn't come back yet. Shen Sichun complained many times on the phone, but they were hesitant and confused.

She even wondered if her parents didn't want her anymore.

In the classroom on level 19——

There were sounds of classmates talking and laughing everywhere, and Shen Sichun held up his face and looked sleepy.

The side face of the overexerted face was slightly deformed, with a small lump of soft flesh pouting, like a little hamster.

"Everyone, sit down. I'm calling everyone here today to inform you of something."

The class monitor Qingyue's voice was so penetrating that he suppressed the laughter of the students gathered around him.

Shen Sichun's eyelids opened quickly, and his fair face lifted up from his schoolbag on the table.

"The school organizes a spring outing, which includes picnics, mountain climbing, and scenery viewing. It is intended to enhance friendship among classmates, strengthen students' physical fitness, and their ability to appreciate beauty..."

The monitor took a small piece of paper and talked eloquently. When he encountered important points, he wrote on the blackboard responsibly.

"Chunchun, here!"

Yu He's energetic little face with baby fat appeared from the back door. His lychee eyes were moist and black, like two crystal grapes.

Shen Sichun glanced at the squad leader's back, picked up his schoolbag, squatted and ran to the back door.

"Are you going for a spring outing?"

Yu He held her shoulders and asked her sideways.

"I don't know about you yet. You asked me this. You definitely want to go. If you want to go, can I go?"

Shen Sichun rolled his eyes at her.

Yu He sneered and snapped his fingers, "You still know me best."

*

[Come to pick you up]

When Shen Sichun received this news, he paused. Behind him was a hot pot restaurant.

A little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The signboard continues to roll with colorful fluorescent strips, and the night breeze fades away the hustle and bustle of the day, bringing a touch of refreshment to the bustling streets.

She usually doesn't participate in team building, but this time she came because she couldn't shirk it.

She clicked on the dialog box and was about to edit it when she put the phone close to her lips and pressed the voice button:

"Okay, I'll give you my location outside the school."

Before she finished speaking, a boy suddenly came up and stood in front of her and handed her the water he bought from the nearby shop.

"I'll take you back to school, by the way. It's not safe for a girl to walk at night."

Cheng Ruo's voice was slightly rough, and there was an indescribable hoarseness when it hit the ears.

A trace of surprise flashed in Shen Sichun's eyes. His thumb holding the voice button relaxed and a 5-second voice message was sent.

Shen Sichun raised his head and glanced at the boy. He was tall and big, wearing white short-sleeves and a pair of sports pants. The tendons on his arms were very strong, like an athlete.

"No, I'm not going back to school."

Shen Sichun lowered his hair, took the time to give him a look, and quickly returned his gaze to the phone screen.

Cheng Ruo twitched the corner of his mouth slightly bitterly, "Is he your boyfriend?"

Shen Sichun was startled and his eyes moved slightly.

"No."

Cheng Ruo smiled and didn't answer.

In fact, he knew very well what he was thinking.

Shen Sichun lowered his eyes slightly. If you can't give it to others, it's best to keep a distance.

"Flower of the High Mountains, why are you licking her? Can you lick her?"

The joking male voice was harsh, with obvious malice.

Another boy walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Ding Zhou!"

Cheng Ruo warned him in a low voice.

Shen Sichun tilted his head, Jun Xiu's eyebrows slightly twisted.

"Look at how aloof he is. He doesn't even come to class gatherings."

"You want to be friends with someone, but they don't want to talk to you."

He spat hard on the ground and tutted.

"I don't know how many people have fucked me..."

Shen Sichun sneered, "Ha... I didn't want to pay attention to you. After all, I feel sick to my stomach when I look ugly."

"Oh, by the way, wipe the shit out of your eyes and see clearly that you are talking to me."

Ding Zhou was obviously stunned, and then he became furious. His eyes were so wide that they were about to burst, and he rushed towards her and wanted to hit her.

Shen Sichun dodged nimbly and ducked into the store, where his classmates came out one after another.

Ding Zhou's arms were also controlled by Cheng Ruo, and his face was pressed to the ground in a pinching and kneeling posture.

Cheng Ruo's eyes were red and she pressed her head against his ear fiercely: "Ding Zhou, it's not your turn to take care of my affairs."

Ding Zhou endured the pain and gasped: "Cheng Ruo, if you don't care about me being nice to you, you are so damn cruel."

The students around me looked confused. How could they start a fight over hot pot?

Talent.

Shen Sichun glanced coldly at the two people standing in a stalemate on the ground, turned and left.

This hot pot restaurant is a bit out of the way, but the taste is still impeccable. Most students like to have gatherings here.

The old neighborhood looks a bit like the one in the 80s. Plane trees are planted on both sides of the street, and her shadow is stretched out under the dim yellow streetlights.

Shen Sichun dialed the number and put the phone to his ear, but his elbow was hit hard by a figure speeding towards him.

The phone flew out in an instant, fell straight to the ground, and rolled several times.

The screen is broken.

Shen Sichun took a deep breath, his anger almost uncontrollable.

"You hit someone and you still want to run?"

He quickly caught up with the man, grabbed the man's back collar and pulled him back.

The man's center of gravity was unstable and he fell backwards.

There was also a schoolbag tightly held in his arms, which was bulging inside.

When the man saw her gaze on his school bag, he shivered as if he had stepped on a piece of ice under his feet.

Struggling to shake off Shen Sichun's hand, he hugged his schoolbag and wanted to run away.

Shen Sichun frowned, grabbed his schoolbag with quick eyes and quick hands, and smiled without warmth:

"The money in the bag!"

"Stolen or robbed?" His tone was determined.

The man's yellow teeth were exposed from his lips that were so dry that they were peeling. "I advise you to stay out of your own business. Be careful that I don't let you eat and walk around!"

Shen Sichun snorted coldly, "You'd better try."

The man turned his back desperately and pulled with brute force, clamping Shen Sichun's arm tightly around his waist.

His hands were bleeding from scratches and the skin was peeling off.

Shen Sichun was in pain, and the hand he was holding on couldn't help but loosen its strength.

"I told you to let go! Let go!"

The man had a bit of gritted teeth, and he pushed his elbow hard into her abdomen.

Shen Sichun felt pain in his waist and staggered, his body losing weight in an instant.

Fall straight back...

A warm and strong arm wrapped around her waist in time and hit the boy's hard chest.

The refreshing scent of honey locust fills your nose.

Shen Sichun raised his eyes, and a handsome face as gentle as jade broke into his field of vision.

"Are you ok?"

The clear voice was laced with undisguised worry.

Shen Sichun ignored the burning pain in his waist and said, "Jiang Tingsi, hurry up! Catch him, he stole money!"

Shen Sichun pointed in the direction of the man's escape and urged him.

The boy's arm holding her slightly tightened, and after straightening her body, he held her weakly instead.

"He's my father."

His voice was a little deep, with an imperceptible loneliness.

The words in Shen Sichun's throat were instantly stuck, as if he had swallowed a fish bone, and he could not utter a word.

His dark and translucent eyes were filled with disbelief, dumbfounded.

The young man lowered his hands slightly, curling his long fingers between the seams of his trousers.

Shen Sichun was still unable to digest this huge amount of information, and was almost burnt on the outside and tender on the inside by this "thunder".

The shadows of the trees danced under the dim light, hiding the young man's face in the darkness, leaving a curved silhouette on his face.

Shen Sichun's heart trembled, and he quickly covered up the surprise in his eyes, and spoke again: "What about the schoolbag? Is it yours too?"

Jiang Tingsi's lips curved slightly, "Go back quickly."

He raised his hand and tapped Shen Sichun's forehead.

No answer.

"gone."

He waved his hand to her lightly, turned and left.

Looking at the young man's thin figure, Shen Sichun's heart suddenly hurt.

Like someone was holding me tightly.

There were no lights in the dim alley. There were several rusty bicycles parked at the entrance, and the cement walls were covered with fine cracks.