New York is a Shura field [Comprehensive British and American]

You have rejection written all over your face.

You know, as a courtesan, Carol is a good drinker at first glance.

She shouldn't be drunk.

You thought of this and subconsciously looked at Harry.It's just that the expression on his face is still faint, and there are no special emotional fluctuations.

You're too embarrassed to ask him if he can drink - but you don't anyway.

You will definitely refuse it sternly, lest you do something stupid.

What you don't know is that after drinking a little wine like this, you have done "stupid things" no less than two times when you were half drunk and half awake.

It's just that you at the time didn't quite know what happened after you drank too much.

At that time, you were still conscientiously fulfilling the agreement with Harry that the other party used a whim as a cover-up but actually worked every step of the way-pretending to be a lover, so that his engagement was dissolved.

The news of your relationship with Harry Osborn certainly set the girls on fire.After all, the young master of the Osborne family was an unattainable person in their eyes.There is nothing comparable to the shining cold stars in the sky and the dazzling sun that cannot be looked directly at at will.

This simply violates your heart-throb physique. Except for the friends you usually know, you are basically ignored by others-you suddenly become the public enemy of almost all the girls in the school without any preparation.

But this is something you should have expected.

And before you have any communication with Harry Osborn, you have heard that two girl groups got into a fight without warning, from a verbal warning to a fight by blocking the toilet, and finally they were punished —and all because one of the girls was showing off that Harry had accepted her as a Valentine.

The tone is sincere, and it sounds like there is really such a thing.Of course, he never actually charged anyone.

For this lie that fully displayed their vanity, they fought each other, and one of them was even sent to the hospital with a broken nose.

It's too awful.

And at that time, you happened to be hiding in the bathroom and crying at that moment.When you just came out and were about to leave, you bumped into a few girls who were on your way without any precaution.

Although you have already washed your face in the sink, but the look of those big red eyes made you cry.

You're in a low mood, and you don't want anything to do with this seemingly unkind group of them—you just want to get the best of your seven years at boarding school.

"I'm sorry." You apologized to the other party, adhering to the concept of "Apologize for bumping into someone accidentally".Just when you were about to go around them and leave, this person spoke——

"Hey, stop!" the leading girl said loudly, calling you to stop.

You are a little puzzled, but you still turn around obediently.

"Did you ever give Harry Osborn a present?" she asked viciously.

Although the incident of your roommate begging you for a gift quickly came to mind, you still shook your head cautiously in order to save your life.

From your point of view at the time, the girl in front of you was like an advanced version of Super Carol, a street bully type, it's better not to provoke, anyway, you have nothing to do with this Osborn.

If Harry is an idol or something, then this person in front of him is a poisonous one.

"Super Carol" looks away from your face, "You can go," then yells in the other direction, "Yeah, that's her, drag me here!"

After receiving the pardon, you breathed a sigh of relief, and prepared to quickly slip away from this place of right and wrong.

Unexpectedly, after turning around, the quarreling sounds from behind became more and more intense, and it all revolved around the mentally retarded answers of "he just accepts it" and "no, he won't let you go with me", occasionally mixed with some fuckdickass interlaced compound words.

You only took a few steps, and you couldn't help but look back at the toilet door to see what happened.

After the quarrel heated up, it turned into a fight.You see a few girls dragging the other one into the toilet unsuccessfully, because there are two or three more outside.

You stopped and took a closer look at the face of the girl on the ground, feeling a little familiar.

But can't remember.

"It's better to tell the teacher. 』Although you don't want to get involved in other people's messes, it doesn't mean that you will just watch a sudden murder in the women's bathroom.So it should be a good choice to find a teacher now.

The girl on the ground obviously noticed you too, just when she grinned her teeth in pain because of the pain caused by others pulling her hair, she suddenly noticed you who had been not far away.

Then, without hesitation, she said: "You guys are fucking wrong, I just said it when I saw she gave Harry Osborn a present!!"

you:?

It's okay if you really give it away, the key is that you ran errands for your roommate.

So wronged.

You suddenly remembered that this girl seemed to be squatting in front of the dormitory on Valentine's Day, which is much-anticipated, but not as eye-catching as you.

You met her eyes for a brief moment.

Maybe she saw it.

Now, after hearing her words, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at you.

It was like a starving tiger pouncing on food, surrounded by a herd of beasts.

Without the slightest hesitation, you ran away.

Never try to reason with a group of social teenagers who have fallen into extreme fanaticism.Differences in logical concepts lead to language barriers. (dog head)

One thing to say, this boarding school occupies a really large area.Few people but complete facilities, the environment is also very good.You ran for a while out of this teaching building, and after reaching the corner of the stairs in another building, you couldn’t run anymore, with your hands on your knees, panting in the corner.

My legs are numb.

The surrounding area is very quiet, only the sound of your breathing can be heard.

After a while, there were new, unfamiliar footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Don't go up, she can't be here!" one of them said.

"I'm going to have a look."

When you heard this, you walked up the stairs on tiptoe.

You don't want to be caught by a bunch of Harry Osborn girlfriend fanatics.

"Eh?! Also." They talked, chattering, you only heard this vague sentence.

The footsteps faded away.

You looked around cautiously, and found that this was an ordinary stairwell, and the tension in your heart was only relaxed.

Your legs gave way and you sat down on the top step.

Anyway, it looks like there's no one here, so it's okay to sit down for a while...?

You just sat down carelessly, without even noticing that someone got down.

The other party walked completely silent.So when he came behind you and made a noise, it startled you.

You're almost getting a nervous breakdown, and you turn your head and see the same Harry Osborn who got you busted.

"Why are you here?" His expression was a little subtle.

You are still a little hasty on the face, completely oblivious to the subtle changes in the expression on his face.You stood up and briefly explained what happened just now.

Then the expression on his face became more subtle.

He stood at the corner of the stairs, and turned his head thoughtfully to glance at the person who was about to come down the stairs above.

He said, "I forgot the earphones and left them in the dormitory, can you bring them for me?"

The visitor immediately stopped his footsteps and readily agreed.

You are a bit confused, did you hallucinate just now? ?Where is there any bedroom?Isn't that the classroom you saw when you came in?

As if to verify something, you walked down and took another look at the second floor.

There are dark green classroom doors and practical lockers.

It's a classroom...but why does it look like a dormitory?

It hasn't been long since you ran errands to give gifts. Why did this suddenly become a boys' dormitory?

None of this is the most important thing.Most importantly, you broke into the boys' dormitory without knowing it.

And he seemed to be helping you out.

I found an excuse to dismiss another person who was supposed to go out with him, so as not to let more unnecessary people break the news that you sneaked into the boys' dormitory.

To be honest, you still don’t know all about the school rules, so you’ve done your best not to be late, leave early, or miss classes.

As for how it will be dealt with if it is discovered that you entered the boys' dormitory without permission... You have no idea, but it seems like expulsion or something?You once heard Carol complain in a disdainful tone about a girl who stayed in the boys' dormitory privately, and your ears seem to have caught a word similar to "expulsion".

You must not be expelled. If you are expelled, you will be homeless.

And you've been trying to forget, to forget that you're actually a homeless person.

"I just moved here a few days ago. This is a temporary residence—" the boy paused, "It's being renovated over there."

"I don't know about this..." you whispered, lowering your head.

"I know." The boy didn't put too much energy into this matter.

In his opinion, it is very normal for you to run to the wrong place and come here in a panic because you are hiding from people.After all, no one had ever entered this building before, and the classrooms on the second floor were rarely used, and the third floor upwards was almost equivalent to no man's land.

And with your personality, you have absolutely no idea about the renovation of the male dormitory, nor have you ever seriously cared about it...

"Can you not tell other people?" You thought about it, and said so.It was simply begging.

In fact, this may be the first real conversation between the two of you.It's just that the circumstances of this conversation are so embarrassing to you that you deliberately erase it from your mind.

"Why?" He actually wouldn't say it at all, but seeing the serious expression on your immature face, he couldn't help but play a little mischief.

"You didn't take school rules seriously."

As soon as he said this, you muttered, "I can't go... If I go, there will be no place to go."

His expression was blank for a moment, and then he was well covered up, "I'm just kidding. I won't tell others."

"I understand what you're thinking," he said.

God knows.In fact, he has never had any desire to understand other people's thoughts. There is always a high wall between his heart and his heart, and he is always good at building his heart high.

It's just that with you, he is willing to open a hole in the wall of his heart for you.

But you shook your head, "No...you have a family, but I don't."

"I do not have either."

Now it's your turn to freeze.

You stopped talking for a moment, just staring at him, wondering if what he said was true or not.

You don't know Harry is real, you only know that his family is well-off, and he is a young master who can call the wind and rain.

How could he, how could he not have a home?

Wouldn't the world be ridiculous if the Happy Prince didn't even have a home?