The boy next door is beautiful

Just when Shen Mian was stunned, Rong Yue continued to move.He didn't take two steps and fell to the ground again. He seemed to be a puppet, and the puppeteer didn't pay him much attention, which made it difficult for him to move.

Mother Shen had seen the meteor shower outside the window a long time ago and ran out immediately.Then she saw a child lying at her son's feet, and she immediately became angry, "You little brat! You bully a child!"

Shen Mian: "..." It's really a misunderstanding that jumping into the Yellow River can't clear up.

In the end, Shen Mian led Rong Yue home who had bought the soy sauce.

Rong Huai was in the kitchen, and came out as soon as he heard the noise, but saw a strange boy, and immediately froze.However, he was even more surprised that Rong Yue would let others touch him.

Shen Mian said expressionlessly, "I came here today, Grandma Xia's grandson."

Rong Huai was still in shock, then immediately stopped the fire, and took out some fruit to entertain him.Shen Mian waved her hand immediately, "Uncle, I'm still in a hurry to go home, thank you."

Shen Mian's appearance really makes it easy to feel that he is repulsive, so Rong Huai immediately put down his things in embarrassment.

Shen Mian smiled, and then left.

After Rong Huai sent him away, he took the soy sauce from his son, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, it's strange, you actually let others touch you."

Rong Yue glanced at her father, bowed her head and said, "Because he is a star."

Because when he appeared, the stars fell on his head.

After eating, Rong Yue was reading a book, and when the time came, he took a shower and went to bed.Rong Huai covered him with a quilt, and he raised his hands to his chest, pinching the quilt.He must use this position to fall asleep.

As in sleep, he is restless.

He always dreamed of his mother, that beautiful woman, who hugged him and followed his father through the streets and alleys.After walking for a while, she was about to send a message to Rong Huai.After Ronghuai returned her message, the corners of her mouth raised and she grinned ferociously.

He woke up from a nightmare, Rong Huai was standing by his side, watching him nervously. "Xiaoyue, are you having a nightmare? Why do you keep screaming?"

Rong Yue slapped Rong Huai open to touch his hand.

Rong Huai was taken aback.

Rong Yue looked at him coldly, and spit out a cold word from his mouth. "dirty."

At this moment, in Rong Huai's eyes, Rong Yue's face overlapped with his mother's face.Rong Huai fell to the floor in disbelief, and then crawled away in embarrassment.

After Rong Yue's wound healed slightly, she was sent back to school.

The rest of the classmates were still chattering around him, and he was holding the ballpoint pen and drawing on the paper impatiently.

You have to calm down!You have to calm down!

You can't fight back, once you fight back, you will fall into another bad state!

"Hey, little psycho, I'm calling you." A man stepped forward and poked Rong Yue's head suddenly.

The tense thread in Rong Yue's mind suddenly snapped.He suddenly lifted the table, then raised the stool with his thin body, and smashed the boy's head down fiercely.

Everyone was stunned.

After Rong Yue smashed it, the whole person breathed a sigh of relief.Afterwards, he continued to lift the stool, hitting the boy again and again.The teenager screamed, and the rest of the students also screamed in fright.

Ordinary people would fight back when they were dazed at this time, but Rong Yue was different.He knew what he was doing, and he wasn't excited.Instead, he carried out his desired behavior with uncommon composure.

When the teacher rushed over, the classmate who was beaten by Rong Yue was already crying with his head in his arms.

The Cage Middle School was once again in chaos.

Cage Jing Middle School has a junior high school and a high school. Today is the first day for Shen Mian to report to the high school.He was originally sitting lazily at the back of the classroom watching the scenery outside, but suddenly, there was an unusually noisy sound not far away.He couldn't help being curious, and looked outside again and again.

The classmates sitting in front also found it funny when they saw him like this. "Don't read it, I just found out that the children in the junior high school got into a fight, and they are calling their parents over now."

Shen Mian also came from the second year of middle school, so she naturally understood that the emotions of junior high school students are always unstable, so she just let it go.

However, he didn't expect that when school was over, he would meet the kid who was making soy sauce at the door that day.

Shen Mian was shocked, "I thought you were a primary school student, didn't you think you were a junior high school student?"

Rong Yue looked up at him, then continued to lower her head without speaking.

Shen Mian continued to look at him, the child looks exquisite and beautiful, but now the clothes are crooked, it is obvious that he has been bullied.At this time, he thought of the fight in junior high school today, thinking that it would be too messy here.

Shen Mian stepped forward, patted Rong Yue's shoulder, and was about to leave.

Before he stepped out, Shen Mian saw Rong Huai coming out of the teaching building, as soon as he saw the child, he immediately went to hold his hand.But Rong Yue avoided it, and even hid behind Shen Mian.

Shen Mian, who had already stepped out of the school gate with one foot, was very embarrassed.

Rong Huai's face immediately sank, "Xiao Yue, don't be like this, come here."

Rong Yue tightly pulled Shen Mian's sleeves, staring at Rong Huai with a pair of calm eyes.

A pair of eyes that seem to see through everything.

Rong Huai was about to collapse.

Shen Mian glanced at him, then couldn't help but patted the child's head, and said, "Uncle, I'll take him back."

Cycling on the boulevard, Shen Mian was pedaling in front, and Rong Yue sat sideways in the back, stretching out her uninjured hand to hug his waist.

"Little ghost, what's your name?" Shen Mian asked.

Rong Yue looked at him, "My name is Rong Yue, joyful Yue."

"I'm Shen Mian." His mother died of sleep when she gave birth to him, so she chose such a name.

Later, Shen Mian realized that it was a miracle that he was able to hold Rong Yue's hand when they met for the first time, and asked his name when they met for the second time.

There were frequent exams in the third year of senior high school, Shen Mian had just transferred to another school and not long before she met the monthly exam.He was already working hard, and the questions in the Cage City were more difficult than here, and his progress was faster.So the time was abrupt, but I still did well in the exam.Once, when he was looking at the list, he accidentally saw the number one in the junior high school next door, whose name was a word he was familiar with.

Rongyue.

Shen Mian was a little stunned.

"Rong Yue from junior high school looks like he has no intelligence, but that kid is a pure genius." Ye Qing, who had long been a good friend with Shen Mian, hooked Shen Mian's shoulders and discussed carelessly behind his back. other people.

Shen Mian poked his waist.

"Oh! What are you doing!"

Following Shen Mian's gestures, Ye Qing saw Rong Yue who was standing not far from them, staring at them expressionlessly.

Ye Qing didn't flinch, but waved at him with a bright face.

In order not to embarrass her friend, Shen Mian also waved twice casually.

Rong Yue waved her hand at them more perfunctorily, the kind where the arm does not move and the wrist swings rhythmically from side to side.

Even so, Ye Qing already felt that he was favored in a certain sense.

Rong Yue's wound has not healed, and he can't ride a bicycle yet, so he walks home slowly every day.At the beginning, when Shen Mian met him on the road, although she felt strange, she didn't go up to say hello.To this day, the sun is fierce, and he still walks slowly alone, and there is a possibility of fainting from heat stroke at any time.He couldn't help but park the bicycle beside him, and then pointed to his back seat. "boarding."

He is very polite. "No, thank you."

But Rong Yue was as weak as a chicken, she was thrown into the back seat by Shi Shenmian. "If you can't ride a bicycle, why don't you take the bus?"

"There are too many people on the bus."

Hearing his confident tone, Shen Mian almost wondered where the young master came from.If it weren't for sending him all the way to the door, his ordinary hut would be so simple, awakening the deep sleep.After Rong Yue got off the car, he continued to move forward and returned to his two-story villa.

Well, he is the young master.

From then on, Shen Mian tacitly became the driver of the young master of the low house, Rong Yue.In order not to ride his bicycle for nothing, Rong Yue would treat him to eat from time to time.If it was something ordinary, Shen Mian refused.But Rong Yue can always bring exquisite desserts that he has never eaten before, which makes people want to refuse but can't refuse.

So, the embarrassed Shen Mian invited him to eat popsicles again.

After going back and forth, Shen Mian realized that the child was not indifferent, but really not good at communicating.

Shen's mother had been spying on her for a long time, and finally when her son was carrying the beautiful child next door home, she found an opportunity to go up and touch her face.At first, Shen Mian was afraid that the child would slap his mother's hand away, but he didn't, and instead smiled at her.

When he laughed, his lovable soft face squirmed, and his long eyelashes reflected the glory of the setting sun.

Shen's mother gave Shen Mian a death order, to do her best to take care of the child.

Women are really troublesome members of the Appearance Association.

In Shen Mian's eyes, no matter how good-looking and smart Rong Yue is, she is still an unpleasant and troublesome brat.

Until one day, Shen Mian had a fever and fell ill, lying in bed with nothing to love.His mother brought an unexpected guest at this time.

Rong Yue pulled the stool and sat beside his bed expressionlessly.

"Eldest Young Master, can I ask what you are doing here?" Rong Yue sat silently after arriving, Shen Mian couldn't understand what he wanted to do.

"I am afraid that you will be sick and lonely, so I come to accompany you." He said seriously.

"Thank you, I didn't feel lonely at first, but after a silent you came, I was really lonely."

Rong Yue brought a book over and said, "Then let me read it to you."

Shen Mian: "..." Why does he have to suffer even when he is sick? Eldest young master, go back wherever you came from.

Rong Yue cleared her throat, and then said: "What can I do to keep you..."

What can I do to keep you?

I give you thin streets, desperate sunsets, and wild moons.

I offer you the sorrow of a man who looks long and long at the lonely moon.

I give you my dead ancestors, the souls of my ancestors who have been honored in marble: my father's father, killed on the border of Buenos Aires, two bullets shot through his chest, died with bearded, corpses wrapped in cowhide by soldiers; my mother’s grandfather—who was only 24 at the time—leading a charge of 300 men in Peru, all now ghosts on vanished horses.

I offer you all the insight my books can hold, and all the manliness and humor my life can hold.

I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never had faith.

I give you the core of myself that I have tried to preserve—the core that does not make sentences with words, that does not trade with dreams, that is untouched by time, joy, and adversity.

I offer you the memory of a yellow rose I saw one evening many years before you were born.

I give you interpretations of your life, theories about yourself, your true and amazing existence.

It was the first time for Shen Mian to hear Rong Yue say so many words, and it was also the first time to know that the original human voice was so moving.He couldn't help closing his eyes, feeling the boundless loneliness and loneliness of the reader.

"I give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I try to impress you with confusion, danger, failure."