If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

At this time, the transfer student had turned around and had his back to him.

He was very quiet, with only the sound of shallow breathing.

Maybe he was really asleep, so even his breathing became steady.

Zhong An took just one look and then closed his eyes again.

Darkness enveloped the place, and dawn soon arrived.

There was only one advanced mathematics class on Tuesday, so Song Chuyi got up early and took Zhong An to the cafeteria.

There are still very few people in the cafeteria, and there is still only one window.

Zhong An, who came last, got an egg at the window today, but it was different for Song Chuyi, who came first.

Bread, milk, steamed buns, millet porridge, and fried eggs.

All in all, the breakfast was very rich.

Song Chuyi only ate the bread and milk, and gave the rest to Zhong An.

Zhong An did not resist and quietly ate what he had left.

He was also the one who cleared the plates after eating.

After breakfast, Song Chuyi slowly walked to the classroom.

Although there are no classes now, the students in the class are all studying hard.

There was a strange numbness on everyone's face, and when they saw Song Chuyi arrive, they all looked at him.

Song Chuyi frowned slightly and spoke fiercely.

"What are you looking at!"

Weird.

Now he is the number one, so if he says no one is allowed to look, naturally no one dares to look.

Everyone lowered their heads, but they couldn't help but have a thought in their hearts.

The transfer student is quite cute when he is fierce.

Obviously, the first place should be hated and envied, but at this moment, everyone envies the last place more.

They saw it yesterday.

The transfer student gave his leftover food to the last person.

They should have felt disgusted and nauseous, but for some reason, when it came to the transfer student, they only had one thought.

It would be nice if the food was given to them.

Song Chuyi had no idea what these people were thinking. When he saw that everyone lowered their heads, he returned to his seat with satisfaction.

He had no way out of Yu Miao University for the time being, so he could only follow these rules for the time being.

Zhong An followed him, and when he saw him sit down, he sat down too.

He opened the book and began to read.

Seeing that everyone was reading, Song Chu poked Zhong An's shoulder out of boredom.

"Play with me."

Zhong An put down the book and tilted his head to look at him.

The spoiled transfer student naturally doesn't understand what consideration is.

Since he was ranked first, he asked him, who was ranked last, to play with him.

That’s right. In the eyes of the No. 1, no matter how hard he tries, he will always be the last one.

Zhong An lowered his eyes; the thick glasses made him look a little dull.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Song Chuyi.

Song Chuyi blinked lightly, supported his face with one hand, and yawned lazily.

He has changed into school uniform today.

The blue and white school uniform was a little big for him, especially the jacket, which was loose on his body.

It was quite hot today, so Song Chuyi simply took off his coat and casually put it on the table.

Seeing that no one else was looking at him, he kicked Zhong An's calf with his shin.

"Is the advanced mathematics class in the afternoon?"

"What are you studying now?"

Song Chuyi was really weird.

This is a university.

Who would work so hard to study in the classroom when there are no classes in college?

But he soon figured it out.

Here, those with good grades have absolute say, and only by standing at the top position can you avoid being bullied.

So even if there is no teacher to supervise, or even if there are no classes, everyone will study hard.

So now he is stopping Zhong An from studying and asking him to play with him. Doesn't that seem like bullying to him?

Song Chuyi looked towards Zhong An, but his thick bangs covered most of his face.

He couldn't quite make out his expression.

Just at this moment, Zhong An bent down and grabbed his calf.

Song Chuyi was startled.

"what are you doing?"

Zhong An didn't reply.

He didn't need to reply.

What can the first one do to the last one?

It's just some insults.

He has long been used to it.

Zhong An rolled up the legs of the transfer student's school pants.

The slender white calves were exposed to the air and also vulnerable to his eyes.

The transfer student looked spoiled, with calves so thin that they didn't even have much muscle.

It feels soft when you pinch it, like cotton.

No, even softer and more fragile than cotton.

He left light fingerprints on it without even using any force.

Zhong An placed his calf on his thigh and looked up at him slightly.

Song Chuyi:? ? ?

Does this mean you want to give him a massage?

Well, if he wants to press it.

"Then press it more." he said.

Zhong An seemed to have received some instructions and massaged his calves with both hands.

The strong and powerful force caused Song Chuyi to feel a little pain, and even the corners of his eyes unconsciously turned red.

Zhong An didn't know where he pressed, but Song Chuyi only felt a sharp pain coming from his calf.

Tears hung in the corners of his eyes, making him look pitiful.

"pain!"

He got angry.

"Don't you know how to be gentle?"

Zhong An stopped and looked down at his calf which was red from being pressed by him.

A sense of evil pleasure arose in my heart.

Especially the crimson corners of his eyes seemed to stir up the evil thoughts in his heart, which surged up layer by layer.

"Feel sorry."

He finally spoke, and his voice sounded better than yesterday.

Song Chuyi accepted the apology and snorted.

"I'll forgive you this time."

He bent down and pulled his trouser legs down, then put his legs down.

He lay on the table, and the crystal clear tear at the corner of his eye fell on his school uniform.

It quickly blended into the white color and became a mark only the size of a soybean.

Song Chuyi didn't care. He lay on his school uniform and closed his eyes lazily.

"Call me for lunch."

After saying this, he went to find Xiaotong to watch TV series.

I don't know how long it was before the bell rang.

Song Chuyi felt Zhong An pinching his wrist.

"It's time for lunch."

Zhong An's speaking speed has increased a lot, but it is still much slower than the normal speed.

Song Chuyi didn't mind. He opened his eyes and snorted.

"Then carry me to the cafeteria."

Zhong An was silent for a second, then squatted down in front of Song Chuyi.

He was very thin, perhaps because he was always the last one and didn't eat well, so he looked skinny.

Song Chuyi lay on him and felt some pain from his bones being scratched.

When they arrived at the cafeteria, he still got a full plate of food, while Zhong An only had a glass of boiled water.

Song Chuyi only ate the fruit and dessert and pushed the rest of the meal to Zhong An.

"eat quickly!"

"Eat more and gain some weight. Your bones are hurting me so much."

It was clearly a complaint, but coming from the transfer student's mouth, it sounded like a spoiled child.

Zhong An kept his expression unchanged as he ate the remaining food bit by bit until only the strawberry stems left by Song Chuyi were left.

The transfer student was very picky and only ate the sweetest part of the strawberry, leaving the rest of the strawberry stem aside.

Zhong An picked up the strawberry stem, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and his eyes fell directly on Song Chuyi.

It doesn't feel like she's eating strawberries, it feels more like she's eating him.