It's Hard Being the Bad Guy

When Wen Ai woke up the next day, he had completely recovered from his cold. He had such a physique. Although he was prone to getting sick, once the fever subsided, the illness would disappear.Unlike some people, who have to cough for a week after having a fever.

Wen Ai took clean clothes and went into the bathroom, grabbing the bath ball and scrubbing, while thinking about what happened last night.He remembered that someone carried him all the way home from the classroom. The feeling was very familiar. He guessed it was Jiang Cheng, otherwise the other students would not have such good friendship with him.

When he came out of the bathroom, Wen Aina was refreshed, all the sweat stains that were sticky on his body were flushed into the sewer, and his whole body became lighter.

Finding the school uniform coat tangled with the quilt on the bed, Wen Ai stretched his hand into the sleeve——

Eh?hand? ?

Wen Ai shook off his coat and took a look, it's not his, his is two sizes smaller!

The school printed the names of the students on the back collar label of each school uniform. Wen Ai pulled the label out and saw the words "Xu Changzhou", his eyes widened.

He ran downstairs and asked the butler, who was putting breakfast on the table: "Yes, yesterday when classmate Xu was about to leave, you used his overcoat as a pillow, and he saw that you were fast asleep. I didn’t have the heart to bother. I said I’d give him my coat, but he didn’t want it, so he left in a thin sweater.”

The butler helped Wen Ai open the chair and served him a bowl of corn porridge: "Master, don't blame me for talking too much. Classmate Xu accompanied you until two or three o'clock in the morning yesterday. If you are interested, remember to thank him today."

Wen Ai bit the spoon and nodded with complicated emotions.

Generally speaking, when Wen Ai arrived in the classroom, Xu Changzhou was already drawing on his seat, while Jiang Cheng stepped on the bell for early self-study and arrived one step ahead of the grade director.

Today the order is reversed.

As soon as Wen Ai stepped into the classroom door, Jiang Cheng rushed over. It seemed that he had been waiting for him for a long time.

Jiang Cheng said cautiously: "How do you feel? Are you not sick?" As soon as the words fell, he slapped himself on the head suddenly: "Grass! What a broken tongue! I want to say that you don't have a fever, do you?" ?”

Wen Ai put his schoolbag on the chair, glanced at the empty seat next to him, and said absently: "It's okay."

Jiang Cheng rubbed his hands guiltily: "Uncle asked me to take care of you earlier, but I was the last person in the class who knew you were on sick leave... You, don't be angry with me..."

Wen Ai stared at the door of the classroom: "There's nothing to be angry about."

Jiang Cheng suddenly filled with resentment: "You said you weren't angry, you don't want to watch me talk now! I sent you so many text messages and you didn't reply! And you didn't feel well yesterday, why didn't you call me? !" He scratched his head irritably, "If I had known, I wouldn't have gone to study with that stinky bitch, motherfuckers just have a lot of shit!"

Wen Ai glanced at him in surprise, thinking that you were coaxing people with one sentence yesterday, but today you will become a stink.

Wen Ai took out his mobile phone and long pressed the power button in front of Jiang Cheng. The screen was always dark: "Did you see it? I didn't bother to charge it for the exam two days ago."

In fact, the phone was turned off automatically this morning, but he felt that it was better for Jiang Cheng not to know.

Jiang Cheng smirked twice: "I just said, we are so close...you have no choice but to not contact me...hehe."

Wen Ai pushed his shoulder to make him turn back: "It's the morning bell, what should I do?"

When Xu Changzhou arrived late, the grade director happened to be patrolling the corridor with his old teacup that was almost peeling off the paint. He immediately caught Xu Changzhou and took him to the office for a round of criticism and education. The first class was almost over. It was only after it started that people were released.

During class, Wen Ai kept looking sideways. Xu Changzhou looked like a normal person. He probably didn't suffer much in the office, but there was a bit of tiredness between his brows, probably because he didn't have a good rest last night.

Wen Ai curled her lips, and didn't come home until two or three in the morning, and couldn't sleep for a few hours in total, so it's strange that she could rest well, this time, she really owed her a lot of favors.

After class, Wen Ai returned the coat to Xu Changzhou, took out a gold card and slapped it on the table: "This is yesterday's reward, we return one size for one size."

Xu Changzhou was startled, his jaw gradually tightened, and his face became ugly.

Wen Ai pushed the card forward: "Take it, no matter how well-off your family is, it can't compare to this card."

Xu Changzhou stood up abruptly, Wen Ai thought it was because he finally couldn't restrain his anger and wanted to beat him up, but Xu Changzhou left the classroom without even looking at him.

Looking at the gleaming gold magnetic card on the table, Wen Ai also felt that what he did was too heartless.In fact, he wanted to thank Xu Changzhou very much. Jiang Cheng didn't take care of him when he was sick, and the system couldn't help him, so Xu Changzhou stood up and took care of him. When he heard about it from the housekeeper in the morning, he was always moved up.

But he still has a mission, he has a strong sense of urgency about his lost memory, there must be something important in there.

The system popped up suddenly: "Congratulations, you have finally humiliated the hero once in a real sense."

Wen Ai felt even more uncomfortable: "I know, I know!"

System: "QAQ, you are killing me."

Wen Ai: "...You can play Snake Eating, I'm counting on you."

Wen Ai stood there for a while, and finally put away the card silently, and couldn't help but go out to find Xu Changzhou.

Xu Changzhou was just outside the classroom, with his hands resting on the railing, his head drooping, his back bent, and when the wind blew, his back was indescribably sad and lonely.A discerning person can tell at a glance that it is either emotionally hurt or not having breakfast.

Wen Ai walked over to look at the scenery side by side with him, and asked nonchalantly, "Have you eaten yet?"

Xu Changzhou was slightly taken aback, then shook his head.

Wen Ai took out his hand from his pocket, and spread out his palm, in which lay two bonbons.He sent his hand in the direction of Xu Changzhou: "Please eat."

Xu Changzhou's face has softened a lot, he took one, and slowly peeled off the wrapping paper: "You like it very much?"

Wen Ai tossed the remaining piece of chocolate up and then caught it, his eyes also went up and down: "Yeah, if you have anything to do, come here, it's very delicious!"

As soon as the words fell, something was fed into his mouth, Wen Ai subconsciously bit it open, and a strong and mellow smell of wine filled his mouth.He froze for a moment, then turned to look at Xu Changzhou: "Why give it to me, didn't you have breakfast?"

Xu Changzhou helped him catch another falling chocolate, peeled it off and fed it into his mouth: "I'm allergic to alcohol."

Wen Ai's cheeks were stuffed: "Are you really allergic or are you really angry?"

Xu Changzhou lowered his head and fiddled with the wrapping paper of the chocolate, but said nothing.

Wen Ai poked him with his elbow: "Shut up, I've come to you with shame, why are you still playing tricks on me?"

Xu Changzhou raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Not angry."

Wen Ai couldn't believe it: "Then why are you staying outside?"

Xu Changzhou folded the wrapping paper and put it in his trouser pocket: "Think about things."

Wen Ai approached him, blinking curiously: "What are you thinking about?"

Xu Changzhou took a deep look at him: "You will know later."

Wen Ai's back shivered, and she always felt that this sentence was similar to "I will kill your dog in ten years' time".

Early the next morning, Jiang Cheng put a square box on Wen Ai's desk, Wen Ai looked at the words on the box, and asked in confusion, "What are you giving me as a power bank?"

Jiang Cheng opened the box and connected the data cable to Wen Ai's phone: "This way, you won't be afraid that you won't be able to contact me if you run out of battery."

Wen Ai: "The charging treasure is not unlimited charging, it will always run out of power, and you should give this to your girlfriend."

Jiang Cheng didn't care and said: "What do you send her for, if you can't get in touch, let's talk about it when we can get in touch."

Wen Ai: "..."

Remember when you said that you should pamper your little lover in every way?

Okay, it's pretty embarrassing.

There was no evening self-study on Friday, and school ended after four o'clock in the afternoon. Wen Ai sat firmly on his seat, and when the class was almost gone, he took a broom at the back of the classroom and stood in front of Xu Changzhou.

Xu Changzhou pursed his lips slightly: "What are you doing?"

Wen Ai smiled at him: "Stop pretending, the director of seniority will definitely punish you for cleaning, all those who are late and caught will not escape this disaster."

Xu Changzhou looked at the broom in his hand: "Then you..."

Wen Ai passed the broomstick forward: "Of course I'm here to supervise you!"

The cleaning work in the classroom is generally taken care of by a dedicated cleaning lady, who is professional and efficient, and the cleaning is very clean.But Nai couldn't help but the students were all basketball fans, and they started shooting from a long distance away from the trash can. Everyone thought they could score a three-pointer, but they didn't even touch the hoop.These young masters and ladies refused to condescend to pick them up, and just let the balls of paper scattered on the ground like this, people passing by accidentally kicked them, and kicked them back to the middle of the classroom.

Wen Ai sat on the podium, and he could see garbage wherever he looked.Xu Changzhou swept the floor below, lifted the chair out of the seat with one hand, and put it back after sweeping, with ease and without muddling at all.

Wen Ai picked a piece of broken chalk from the slot on the blackboard, weighed it in his hand, and threw it at Xu Changzhou's head.Xu Changzhou seemed to have eyes on the top of his head. Without raising his head, his body turned slightly, and the chalk brushed past his hair.

Wen Ai raised his eyebrows, and threw more than a dozen of them in succession, but all of them came to nothing, and immediately said angrily: "I'm not playing anymore!"

After speaking, he really lay down on the desk and didn't move.

Xu Changzhou came over and poked his arm, and he shook it off very unwillingly, groaning and ignoring him.

Xu Changzhou poked his forehead again, he glared at him with his round eyes, and turned his head to the other side.

Xu Changzhou looked at the back of his head, the corners of his mouth raised silently.

Wen Ai didn't hear anything for a long time, and was wondering, when a shadow suddenly fell from above.

Xu Changzhou supported his sides with his hands, encircling him below: "Why do you love to hit people so much? Smash tennis balls, smash chalk, what are you going to do next time?"

Wen Ai was surrounded by Xu Changzhou's aura, and he could even vaguely feel the heat of Xu Changzhou's chest on his back. His mind suddenly went blank, and his mouth was uncontrollable: "I just hit you..."

Xu Changzhou looked at the tips of his pink ears, and laughed a few times: "Then I won't hide next time."