paranormal relationship

When Han Ziruo came to a beef noodle restaurant, the proprietress saw that Han Ziruo was a regular customer, and said with a smile: "I want a bowl of beef noodles, no chili and coriander, right?"

"What do you want?" Han Ziruo turned around and asked Mu Xiran.

Mu Xiran's big crystal clear eyes stared at the movement of the proprietress, then looked away and looked around, and finally moved back.

Han Ziruo was about to speak when he saw how troubled he was, when Mu Xiran's voice sounded: "Just like him, put more chili peppers and no coriander."

"Okay, you go and sit down first, and you'll be here soon." The proprietress ordered, and several students came over one after another to ask for beef noodles.

Han Ziruo walked into the small and simple but very clean noodle restaurant, and found that there were people around the three tables, so he stopped for a while.

At this moment, two classmates on the table in the farthest corner stood up and passed them by. Han Ziruo stared at the disposable bowls and chopsticks they dropped on the table, the leftovers of flour and napkins, and his stomach began to churn. stand up.

When the proprietress was serving the noodles, she found that the two of them hadn't sat down yet, so she quickly put down the bowl and went to wipe the unoccupied table.

Seeing that the proprietress had cleaned up, Mu Xiran took the lead and walked over, but Han Ziruo stood there without moving.

Mu Xiran then watched him walk towards the proprietress: "Auntie, how much is my package?"

"Thirty." The proprietress said, and took the 30 yuan from Han Ziruo's hand.

Mu Xiran knew that he was obsessed with cleanliness. Seeing him blowing cold wind outside with a disposable bowl, he didn't want to come in and sit down. He looked away and buried himself in eating as if he didn't see it.

Han Ziruo finished the noodles as quickly as possible, took out his phone to check the time, and urged Mu Xiran inside: "Hurry up!"

Mu Xiran always liked to eat food carefully, and when he was in the middle of eating, he heard Han Ziruo's urging, he didn't dare to neglect, picked up the napkin to wipe his mouth, stood up and walked outside.

Han Ziruo saw that his movements were as delicate as a woman's, and his disgust towards him deepened in his heart.

Han Jun had already sent someone to take care of Mu Xiran's transfer to the school, so as soon as he arrived at the school, Han Ziruo took him to the office to report, and he was directly reported by the second class [[-]] Teacher Hu, the head teacher, led the class and made a brief announcement to the students.

Han Ziruo sat in the middle of the window on the left. The classmate next to him hadn't come these days because of family business, so it was always vacant.

There are a total of 38 students in the class, and the ratio of boys to girls is 3:1, so when Teacher Hu led Mu Xiran in, most of the boys leaned over their bodies and heads like wolves and tigers, leaning on the window to think. After all, what they were looking forward to in their hearts was a beautiful woman who could be compared with Chen Jingyi, the school belle of class two [four], because there were almost no girls in the class who could see her past.

The girls' curiosity was also very strong, and they also stretched their necks long, not to be outdone, hoping that it would be a handsome guy, because there are very few handsome guys in their class, except for Han Ziruo, a school grass-level character, The rest are chunky and ugly.

When Lushan showed its true face, some people were happy and others were worried, the girls all conveyed their excitement to the girls next to them like crazy, and those boys all bowed their heads as if they were unloved, some Reading, some doing homework, but not Mu Xiran.

"Quiet!" Mr. Hu picked up the blackboard eraser and patted the podium, signaling the students to be quiet, especially those girls who were nympho.

After scanning for a week, he landed on the empty seat next to Han Ziruo, pointed to that seat and said to Mu Xiran, "Sit there for now!"

Simple seven words, no other introduction, Mu Xiran looked along the position of the teacher's finger, that seat was next to Han Ziruo, and his heart suddenly trembled, could he not sit next to him?After silent resistance, he bowed his head and walked over.

Han Ziruo has been watching Mu Xiran's every move since he came in. When he saw the teacher pointing at the place next to him, he felt so bad that he couldn't describe it in words. At the same time, he turned his eyes and looked out the window. He really He didn't want Mu Xiran to sit next to him at all.

As soon as Mu Xiran sat down, Teacher Hu brought a few books and put them on his desk: "These are books for dropouts, so you can use them for now. There are no new books in the school warehouse."

"Hmm..." Mu Xiran raised his eyes to look at Mr. Hu, and responded obediently.

After seeing Mu Xiran's shy expression, Mr. Hu immediately had a good impression in his heart.Generally speaking, children who are not good at speaking are easier to manage. The key is that they don't mess around and have a docile and obedient temper. Most of the teachers are students who like to be obedient.

When leaving, Teacher Hu glanced at Han Ziruo who had been looking out of the window. For this Han Ziruo, Teacher Hu neither liked nor disliked him, and he looked ignorant.Can't help but wonder, didn't Mu Xiran bring it with him?Why is he so indifferent?

"Han Ziruo, he will be your deskmate from now on. He is a newcomer, and you brought him with you. Take care of him and help him more in the future." Teacher Hu ordered aloud.

Han Ziruo turned his head and nodded indifferently, which was a response.

When Teacher Hu was communicating with Han Ziruo, Mu Xiran wanted to see what Han Ziruo's expression was, but he was too embarrassed to look at it blatantly, and he didn't have the courage to peek, so he had to give up.In fact, whether to look at it or not, from the way he kept turning his head out of the window when he saw him coming, he knew that he didn't want to see him, and he was perfunctory to the teacher's words.

After the teacher left, several boys sitting in the corner pointed at Mu Xiran and Han Ziruo and started discussing.

"Is that the boy we saw sitting on Han Ziruo's electric car this morning?"

"It's him, I recognized him at a glance, what's the matter?"

"I also saw that when they had breakfast together, Han Ziruo paid the boy."

"I saw it too!"

During their discussion, a girl's excited voice suddenly interjected.

"This is the first time I see Han Ziruo inviting others to dinner!"

"Is Han Ziruo as stingy as you say?" The girl complained dissatisfied.

"In the eyes of you girls, Han Ziruo is a god, so gods won't be stingy!"

One of the boys gave the girl a blank look, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"It's good to know, I won't believe that Han Ziruo is so stingy, it's the first time he invites someone to dinner, it means he doesn't have a girlfriend, he's innocent!"

"Innocent shit, last time I saw him and Chen Jingyi sitting together eating in the cafeteria."

"Hey, why is your topic getting more and more biased? What we are going to discuss now is what is the relationship between him and the newcomer."

"Do they have anything to do with you?"

"boring!"

"that is!"

Then the classroom fell silent again.

Self-study classes on weekends are relatively free compared to students, so the classrooms are noisy and no one cares about them.

Han Ziruo opened the comic book and looked at it carefully, and Mu Xiran opened the Chinese book and read it carefully. From sitting together to a few classes, the two of them hardly said a word.

At this time, Mu Xiran felt someone poking his back with a pen from behind, and he suddenly turned around, and saw a handsome boy smiling at him friendly: "Hey, what's your name? My name is Lu Jiajie, I've noticed you since I came in, let's make friends."

Seeing Lu Jiajie's smile and hearing Lu Jiajie's enthusiastic voice, Mu Xiran felt that this person was very kind, and his defense immediately dropped to zero, and he also smiled: "My name is Mu Xiran, nice to meet you. "

But the next second, huh?The name Lu Jiajie is so familiar, he seems to have heard it somewhere, but he can't remember where he heard it for a while.

"Mu Xiran, the name is really nice." Lu Jiajie couldn't help but praised.

Han Ziruo tilted his head slightly, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, and he stared straight at Lu Jiajie's face. When Lu Jiajie turned his eyes, he met his sharp gaze. He didn't seem to be frightened by his gaze at all. Some asked curiously, "Zi Ruo, what kind of eyes do you have?"

"Stay away from him!" Han Ziruo's voice was gloomy.

Before Lu Jiajie could speak, Mu Xiran yelled at Han Ziruo angrily, not too loudly, but the students around them should be able to hear him anyway.

"Han Ziruo, I know you hate me, but why do you still instigate others to stay away from me? Are you bullying me because I have a good temper?"

Unexpectedly, this Mu Xiran still has a temper. While surprised, Han Ziruo suddenly smiled: "I just see that you have a good temper and like to bully you, what can you do? You have revealed your true colors so quickly? It was very hard to pretend before. Bar?"

Feeling the sarcasm in Han Ziruo's tone, the playful eyes in his smile, and his indifferent attitude, Mu Xiran remained silent, tears began to roll in his eyes, and then flowed down his cheeks, falling On the desk, on the books, rattling.