The scumbags all want to turn back

After washing his face with cold water, drinking a bottle of □□ drink, and using a therapeutic device to eliminate dark circles, Ning Yuanchen left the dormitory and prepared to gather.Jason was waiting for him in the living room of the dormitory. When he saw him coming out, he couldn't help but be taken aback: "What's wrong with you, you look so haggard?"

"Are you haggard?" Ning Yuanchen took out the selfie camera and looked at his face. Sure enough, although the dark circles were covered, the half-closed eyes, bloodless cheeks and gloomy and stiff expression made him It looked like he was going to pass out in the next second, "I had some insomnia yesterday, so I just got up to read a book, and I accidentally saw five o'clock, and I only slept for less than an hour."

"God, don't you want to kill yourself?" Jason was taken aback. "You should take a leave of absence and stop participating in training."

"It's okay." Ning Yuanchen waved his hand. He was indeed tired, but more of it was the magma-like anxiety and anger hidden under the earth's crust that was waiting to burst through the surface. "I will do what I can."

This entire week, Ning Yuanchen was in a delicate state of balance. He controlled himself and didn't take his anger out on other students. Instead of fighting back like before, I tried to avoid direct confrontation as much as possible, so as not to vent my anger on them and cause unnecessary trouble.

But suppressed emotions always have an outlet.Ning Yuanchen suppressed his temper to the point where it hardly fluctuated in class and life, and he was extraordinarily brutal in training.He was merciless in his strikes, and his moves were ruthless, all of which were one-shot kills. He injured his classmates several times, and in the end he had to practice against the robot.However, because his non-training time performance seemed to be the same as usual, the classmates who were injured by him didn't think much about it, they just thought that their skills were not as good as others, and Ning Yuanchen became famous because of it.Many seniors and soldiers who came to the school for advanced training also came to him for sparring, but Ning Yuanchen seized the opportunity and had a few fights. By Friday, his mood had almost calmed down.

In the past few days, Ning Yuanchen has been searching for things about his mother and Duke Royce's family on the Internet. There is not much information about Madeleine Royce directly on the Internet, but Ning Yuanchen has not let go of any gossip.Every rumor has its source and basis, and even false slander and rumors can reflect the information hidden behind it.

It's just that a week is too short, and the information on the Internet must have been cleaned up by someone. Ning Yuanchen only collected some bits and pieces of gossip, and couldn't piece together anything.

He sighed and was going to see the Duchess of Royce tomorrow.The duchess exchanged brain numbers with him, and had a few conversations with him in the past few days, neither neglecting him nor appearing too close. If Ning Yuanchen didn't know the real relationship between her mother and her, the scale and distance In fact, it was just right.

But now, Ning Yuanchen was even a little worried that when he saw the Duchess of Royce tomorrow, he might show his feet.He lay down on the bed, resting his head on his arms, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Someone knocked lightly on the door, then opened the door and poked a head in: "Yuan Chen?"

Ning Yuanchen sat up: "Xiao Jin, what's the matter?"

"I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?" Wen Jin came in, holding a large white bowl with a lid in his hand, with pink petals printed on it, he carefully put the bowl on the table, and then ran to Ning Yuanchen was pulled up by the bed, "I brought you something delicious, come and taste it."

Ning Yuanchen followed his strength and got up and sat down at the table. He opened the lid and saw that it was a bowl of porridge. The white rice grains were dotted with some pink and tender flowers, as well as almonds and lotus seeds. Very fragrant and slightly bitter.

"I see that you seem to be under a lot of pressure these days, so I asked the senior sister in nutrition to ask for this recipe, saying that it can relieve nervous tension. Many of them will make this kind of porridge by themselves as a supper before the exam , can not only satisfy the hunger, but also help sleep, and can also prevent edema. I have practiced it myself for a few days, and today this bowl is the best I have ever made."

Ning Yuanchen looked sideways at Wen Jin, who opened his big blue eyes and looked at him expectantly: "Take a sip and give me a review."

Ning Yuanchen's heart warmed slightly, not only because Wen Jin was able to detect that he was in a bad mood, but more importantly, in the system world, no one had ever specially cooked food for him, and in this world, only His mother, Madeleine, cooked for him, and that was two years ago.He only had one or two chances a year to go home from boarding school and eat her homemade dishes, and since she fell ill, he never had the chance again.

He picked up a spoon and took a bite. The porridge was seasoned with honey, but it didn't completely cover up the bitter taste of the almonds, lotus seeds and petals, but instead blended into a more layered taste.

"It's delicious." Ning Yuanchen said with a smile, "Xiao Jin is really virtuous."

Wen Jin smiled sweetly, resting his elbows on the table and propping his face with his palms, he looked at Ning Yuanchen happily, his rosy lips were like a bright red rose.

Ning Yuanchen's heart moved, he filled another spoonful of porridge, handed it to Wen Jin's mouth, and said in a low voice: "You have a taste too."

Wen Jin's face turned red, he slowly lowered his hands, lowered his eyes in a panic, opened his mouth little by little, and held the spoon in his mouth.

Ning Yuanchen slowly pulled the spoon out of his mouth.A grain of rice stuck to Wen Jin's lower lip.

As if possessed by a demon, Ning Yuanchen leaned over slowly, leaned close to his face, and opened his mouth, as if to use his mouth to remove the grain of rice for Wen Jin.

Wen Jin didn't dare to move, he closed his eyes tightly, but his body leaned forward slightly expectantly.

The lips of the two are getting closer...

"Brother Yuanchen~" The door was suddenly pushed open, and Allen rushed in, only to see the movement of the two quickly pulling away from each other, Wen Jin lowered his head and rubbed his mouth with the back of his hand, his cheeks and ears were flushed, And Ning Yuanchen looked away in embarrassment, got up and said, "Ailun, why are you here?"

Alan looked at him, then at Wen Jin, a conjecture that seemed to hit the target exploded in his brain, he stared at Ning Yuanchen's lips, tongue-tied.

"Alan?" Ning Yuanchen called him again.

Allen laughed awkwardly, then quickly rushed over to hug his arm, and said, "Brother Yuanchen, do you have time tomorrow? How about we go camping at Pamela Lake?"

"Sorry, I already have an appointment with someone else tomorrow." Ning Yuanchen said.

Allen went to see Wen Jin immediately, and Wen Jin said innocently: "Eh? Yuan Chen, you already have a plan? I wanted to ask you to see the art exhibition."

Ning Yuanchen hesitated for a while. He didn't want to expose the relationship between himself and the Duchess of Royce, but thinking about going to the calligraphy event tomorrow, he couldn't hide the fact that he was brought by the Duchess of Royce. It's better not to hide it, and said: "I met the Duchess Royce by coincidence, and she will take me to a private calligraphy event held by an old artist tomorrow. I'm going to go for a weekend, I'm afraid I can't go out with you .”

Allen lowered his head and thought hard about who the Duchess Royce was, but Wen Jin's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Are you talking about the mother of Her Majesty the Queen, the Duchess Royce?"

"Correct."

"Wow..." Wen Jin looked very envious, while Allen pouted unhappily. He wanted to say that he could also ask his brother to invite some famous artists to hold some interesting art parties. Leo hated it deeply, wishing to eat his flesh and drink his blood, so he swallowed those words back.

A little beauty by my side is a beautiful thing that makes people feel happy, but two beauties by my side is a war of swords and swords.Ning Yuanchen was not in the mood to mediate the dispute between Wen Jin and Allen, so he issued a eviction order tactfully, asking the two to leave.Before leaving, he asked Wen Jin to stay a little longer.

Under Allen's accusing eyes, Ning Yuanchen closed the door, looked at Wen Jin apologetically, and said, "I've been in a bad mood for the past few days, and I was distracted just now, that's why I did such a thing. Don't worry about it." Come on, we're still good friends."

Wen Jin shook his head, his eyes turned red, and said softly: "We are not good friends." Then, he suddenly jumped forward, hugged Ning Yuanchen's waist tightly, and buried his face in his neck: "I Don't be your best friend."

Ning Yuanchen raised his hand, and finally put it down, hanging on the sides of his body, without touching his body: "Xiao Jin, it was all my fault just now. But I really only have ordinary friendship with you. I was just emotional It's a bit out of control, as you know, my mother is gone, and it's been a long time since anyone has cooked for me. And you look so good-looking, so I... I'm sorry."

"I don't care." Wen Jin said capriciously, he hugged Ning Yuanchen tightly, I don't know how long it took before he let go of Ning Yuanchen, wiped away the tears from his eyes, sniffed his nose, and looked at Ning Yuanchen firmly , suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, then turned around and opened the door and ran away.

Ning Yuanchen supported his forehead.He originally wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but when Wen Jin found a new target, the relationship between the two would naturally return to the scope of friends. Who knew that they would do such a thing in a daze today.

However, in fact, Wen Jin is not impossible.Although Wen Jin tends to be popular, as long as he can give him what he wants, isn't it all right?He grew up with himself, he knows the basics, he is a bit stupid, even if he is a little careful, he is easy to control, obedient and well-behaved, and when he pleases people, it is really hard to refuse.Ning Yuanchen looked at the bowl on the table that Wen Jin didn't take away, and his heart softened again.

However, when he thought of Duchess Royce, his unknown father, mother, and Duke Sanchez, all these charms disappeared without a trace.

Now is not the time to think about these romances.

At nine o'clock the next morning, the Duchess of Royce appeared outside the gate of the Imperial Military University on time.As soon as Ning Yuanchen got into the car, the Duchess of Royce grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit next to her: "You look so ugly, is it because the schoolwork is too heavy this week or you haven't had a good rest?"

Ning Yuanchen didn't know whether he should be happy that he received the care of his relatives, or feel chilled because the care was more than ten years late.In the end, he just showed a polite smile without any flaws: "The fighting class has been a bit ruthless these days."

"You child, why don't you know how to take care of your body?" The Duchess held his hand, reproached him kindly, and taught him how to take care of himself.

Although countless conspiracy theories screamed in his brain to make Ning Yuanchen more vigilant, facing such concerns, Ning Yuanchen still couldn't help wanting to sink.

Just for a moment.he told himself.This is what I deserve, but what I am owed, what I am currently owed, cannot be bought by such small favors.