So Fragrant [Quick Transmigration]

Chu Xia put the rose cake in Shen Jue's desk, but he always felt that it was too monotonous and meaningless. He touched his chin and thought about it. He really didn't dare to put the lubricating liquid. It was Shen Jue who died at that time.

He doesn't have any other good things to give him now, after all, most of the things on his body belong to the original owner, so giving it to Shen Jue is still a bit awkward for Chu Xia.

Think about it after he goes back.

There were brisk footsteps in the corridor, and students came to the classroom one after another. Chu Xia didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly left Class [-], Senior Three.

After leaving the teaching building of the third year of high school, Chu Xia ran into Su Ting head-on, Su Ting grabbed him and asked him, "Why are you here?"

Chu Xia gave Su Ting a strange look, but without saying a word, she pulled her sleeve out of Su Ting's hand.

Although Su Ting was younger than Chu Xia, he went to school a year earlier than him. He was in the same class as Shen Jue. He first called Wen Qing to make sure that Wen Qing hadn't met Chu Xia, and then rushed to the school. Came to school, came to Chu Xia's class, but didn't see him.

Su Ting hurried out again, wanting to find him quickly, but he didn't expect to meet him here in the end.

What is he doing here in their senior year?

This person has always acted strangely, and recently his thoughts have become even more unpredictable. Su Ting is very worried that he will hurt Wen Qing.

Looking at the back of Chu Xia leaving at this time, Su Ting didn't catch up and ask Chu Xia what he was going to do here. He scratched his hair a little irritatedly, remembering that the piece he ate in the kitchen last night was a bit ugly. There is also a little burnt rose cake, although Chu Xia doesn't want it, but he still has a guilty conscience.

Forget it, he'd better tell Wen Qing to stay away from Chu Xia, if that's not possible, he will accompany Wen Qing to their high school cafeteria for dinner at noon today.

Su Ting sighed, he wanted to send Wen Qing home last night, but Wen Qing refused.

He sincerely hoped that Chu Xia could be more normal in the future.

Chu Xia came too early today. He was the only one in the classroom. On the blackboard were the homework assigned by the representatives of each subject yesterday afternoon, and the trash can was empty. Chu Xia came to his seat, Lying on the table, squinting his eyes, trying to sleep for a while.

Not long after, some students came to the classroom one after another. They were also a little surprised to see Chu Xia in the corner of the classroom. The original owner had never come so early, so they hurriedly shared this important discovery with the group, classmates. They immediately discussed whether something happened to Wen Qing, and they didn't feel relieved until Wen Qing spoke in the group, and moved on to the next topic.

There are more and more students in the classroom, and the voice of talking gradually becomes noisy. Chu Xia seems to have slept for a while, and seems to have been conscious all the time. He opened his eyes, sat up straight, and glanced at the phone. In less than half an hour, these students had chatted with more than 300 messages, but did they forget that he was also in this group.

Chu Xia put the phone away, and took out a pencil from the desk. The cap of the pen tapped twice on the table. He had studied art for a long time in a certain world in the past, so it would be difficult to draw a sketch. It was not difficult, he thought about what he would give Shen Jue next time.

He then found two blank sheets of paper from the desk, and imagined the image of Shen Jue jumping on the basketball court yesterday afternoon, the sun cast a light shadow on his body, and his clothes were drenched with sweat, It left a dark mark on his back.

The tip of the pen moved quickly on the white paper, leaving behind a series of brushing sounds, the sound was quite nice, and the outline of Shen Jue on the white paper gradually became clear, but it was not the one that Chu Xia saw on the basketball court yesterday. In the scene above, after the basketball game, Shen Jue took the mineral water handed over by Lin Nan, raised his head and drank a big sip, and crystal drops of water slid down his neck and flowed into his clothes , special... beautiful and delicious.

But at that time, probably only Chu Xia would think of using these four words to describe Shen Jue.

Chu Xia stopped writing and stared at the figure on the paper for a while, her eyes didn't seem to be very similar to Shen Jue's, and she had to fix them again.

The students in the classroom sometimes turned their heads to observe Chu Xia secretly, seeing him busy with something with his head down, the students were very curious, what is he drawing?Are you painting Wen Qing?

I have never heard of Su Mao having this unique skill.

The teaching building of senior three is much quieter than that of senior one and senior two. Shen Jue came to the classroom, and as soon as he sat down, he found that there were a lot of small snacks and gifts stuffed in his desk. These things were taken out of the desk and placed on the table, ready to be thrown into the trash can later.

In fact, the gifts that Shen Jue receives are much less than before. The girls know that their gifts are always not cherished, and they give up slowly, but there are still some girls who think that their persistence will one day be able Impressed him, so his desk has never been empty.

As soon as Lin Nan entered the classroom, seeing the things on Shen Jue's desk, he immediately leaned over and said cheekily, "Save some for me, save some for me, I haven't eaten this morning."

Shen Jue didn't care, it didn't make any difference to him whether these things went into the trash can or Lin Nan's stomach.

Lin Nan picked it back and forth, and finally his eyes rested on a blue packaging box. He shook it in his hand, and it was heavy. Lin Nan said: "This looks good, let me see what's inside."

Seeing that Shen Jue still didn't speak, Lin Nan stretched out his hand to open the box, and the aroma of roses mixed with the sweetness of butter rushed to Lin Nan's nose. He snorted and shouted, "Rose crisp? It looks like I made it by myself. Yes."

Shen Jue suddenly raised his head, looked at the box of pastries in Lin Nan's hand, then stretched out his hand, and brought the box of rose cakes in front of him. He looked down at the rose cakes in the box, the surface was golden, sprinkled with a few White sesame with some caramel tinge around the edges and a hint of rose petal pink.

"He did a really good job, give me a taste." Lin Nan said while reaching out to the box in Shen Jue's hand. Watching Shen Jue close the packing box and put it back in his desk.

Lin Nan stared at Shen Jue with a pair of big eyes in confusion.

Shen Jue is not a stingy person, but for the box of rose cakes in front of him, he didn't want to share any of them with Lin Nan.

"You can take the rest as you like." Rose Cake didn't even think about it.

"No, no, when did you become so stingy?" Lin Nan sat down opposite Shen Jue, and said to Shen Jue, "You have seven or eight in a box, what's wrong with sharing one with me?"

Shen Jue flatly refused, "No."

Lin Nan frowned. Now the more Shen Jue refuses to give him, the more he wants it. This is probably the inferiority of human beings. He reached out and poked Shen Jue's arm, and asked Shen Jue, "Do you know who this is?" Is it for you?"

Shen Jue really didn't know.

"Maybe it's been poisoned inside, let me try it for you." Lin Nan stood up and stretched his arms into Shen Jue's desk, vowing to eat that piece of rose cake, but after struggling for a long time, he didn't Come out with a piece.

In the end, he could only pick up two pieces of nougat from Shen Jue's desk and eat them.

Lin Nan and Su Ting were at the same table. When the bell rang for class, Lin Nan returned to his seat. Su Ting asked curiously, "What were you doing there just now?"

Lin Nan sighed and said, "I don't know which little girl gave Brother Shen a box of rose cakes. I just want to try it, but Brother Shen doesn't agree."

"Rose crisps," Su Ting suddenly remembered that he ate a few pieces of Chu Xia's scraps last night. Although they were scraps, they seemed to be much more delicious than the ones he bought at the cake shop before. Su Ting Ting smashed his mouth, and seemed to have some aftertaste, "I also ate a piece of rose cake yesterday. It tastes amazing. Let me tell you, it's much more delicious than the cake shop outside our school."

Su Ting only boasted that the piece of rose cake was rare in the sky and hard to find on the ground, as if he could never eat another piece in this world. The more he exaggerated, the more he felt that the piece of rose cake was really rare and delicious.

Listening to Su Ting's description, Lin Nan's saliva was about to flow down. He swallowed and asked Su Ting, "Where did you buy the rose cake you mentioned?"

Su Ting paused and said, "I made it at home."

"Then bring me some next time." Lin Nan said.

Su Ting: "..."

He hesitated in his heart, should he ask Su Mao to make another one?

At noon, Chu Xia still came to Yi Nian cafeteria. Like yesterday, she sat across from Shen Jue. As long as she looked up, she could see each other. Of course, the premise was that Lin Nan was not between the two of them.

This premise was quickly broken. Lin Nan stepped on a spacewalk and sat down opposite Shen Jue. Then when he looked up, he saw Wen Qing who had just entered the door, accompanied by Su Ting. He said to Shen Jue: "Hey, Wen Qing is here."

Shen Jue didn't respond and concentrated on eating the food on the plate.

Lin Nan clicked his tongue, then turned around, and saw Chu Xia sitting on the table behind him at a glance, and said, "Hey, sure enough, this Su Mao is also here."

"Shut up." Shen Jue said.

Lin Nan looked blankly at Shen Jue in front of him, and said to him, "I didn't seem to talk much just now."

Shen Jue hummed and said to Lin Nan, "But I want you to shut up."

Lin Nan: "..."

Okay, from now on, he'll be dumb.

Chu Xia put down his chopsticks after only a few mouthfuls, and he couldn't eat any more. Last night, he just ate an extra piece of rose puff pastry, which made his stomach feel uncomfortable until morning.

Seeing Shen Jue and Lin Nan leaving after eating, Chu Xia also got up and followed them silently. Wen Qing, who was still eating in the cafeteria, saw Chu Xia leaving, she was stunned for a moment, her chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and she didn't know what to do for a long time. Did not fall.

She always thought that Chu Xia came to the Yi Nian cafeteria following her, if Su Ting hadn't persuaded her to stay here, she would have turned around and left.

Now that she has not left, Chu Xia left first, Wen Qing began to have some doubts, does this person really like her now?

He must never like himself anymore.

When Lin Nan turned around, he saw Chu Xia following behind again, and he asked Shen Jue, "Why did Su Mao go to our senior year again?"

Shen Jue stopped, turned around, and looked behind him to see that Chu Xia froze in place all of a sudden, looking at Shen Jue, as if a little at a loss.

The corners of Shen Jue's lips raised unconsciously, he turned his head away again, and continued to walk forward. Lin Nan was still beside him muttering all kinds of perverted deeds that the original owner had done to Wen Qing, including but not limited to collecting Wen Qing. Things that have passed, stalking Wen Qing, alienating the relationship between Wen Qing and her good friend and so on.

Chu Xia had nothing to do, and disliked that she had too many points, so she eavesdropped on the conversation between Lin Nan and Shen Jue with her golden finger. Hearing this, she began to think seriously. Divide the relationship between Lin Nan and Shen Jue.

He followed Shen Jue to the outside of their classroom, and waited until the lunch break bell was about to ring before stepping away from here. No matter how slow Lin Nan was, he found the problem now. Could it be that this kid Su Mao really liked him? Which girl is in their class?All the girls in their class had to enter the twelfth alert state. In order to make the girls pay attention, Lin Nan also posted an announcement in the class group.

Chu Xia has been drawing all day. He didn't listen to a word of what the teacher said in class. His classmates only knew that he was drawing, but they didn't know who he was drawing.

When school was over, Chu Xia's painting was still not finished, and some details did not meet her requirements, so she had to revise it after returning home, but it didn't take too much time, and she could make a pudding after finishing the painting.

As soon as Chu Xia put the cooled pudding into the freezer, she received an email from the man he sent to follow up with Shen Jue. It contained a photo of Shen Jue. Shen Jue and his father went to the At a reception, wearing a neat suit, she was more mature than when she was in school, Chu Xia stared at Shen Jue in the photo for a long time, he knew what he was going to draw tomorrow.

The next day, Shen Jue took out a glass bottle of pudding from his desk, as well as a rolled up sketch tied with a red ribbon.

Shen Jue unfolded the painting casually, and then he was stunned.

Lin Nan saw his reaction a little strangely, so he leaned over to see what was painted on the painting.

"I'm stupid!" He widened his eyes and sighed with very little language: "Awesome!"

The surrounding students were also attracted by his voice, looked at the sketch in Shen Jue's hand, and then they sighed the same as Lin Nan.

"To be able to paint like this must be from an art class."

"When I help Brother Shen, go and ask which little beauty from the art class did it for you."

"No need." Shen Jue refused, he re-rolled the painting and put it back on his desk.

"Let me take a look again, take a look again!" Lin Nan coquettishly disgusted, making goose bumps all over the male students around him, "Brother Shen, I found that I have been getting more and more serious recently. The more stingy he is, I'll just take a look and won't damage him."

Shen Jue silently refused. He frowned slightly when he thought of the painting he saw just now.

Everything in that sketch looked normal, but Shen Jue felt inexplicably endowed with a very ethereal lust, his throat tightened, he picked up the mineral water on the window sill, and drank half of it in one gulp.

Two days later, Shen Jue received another painting, this time it was an oil painting. In the painting, he was attending an open-air banquet, the white shirt on his chest was stained with red wine, his face was slightly drunk, and the Just like the previous one, Shen Jue seemed to still feel some kind of indescribable lust from this painting.

Suddenly his eyes stopped, and he fell on the white marble statue in the background. The face of the statue was not clear, but Shen Jue couldn't understand how cute he was.

After that, every other day, there would be an extra painting in Shen Jue's desk, and he still didn't know who it was that gave him the painting.

And Chu Xia went to Yi Nian cafeteria every day at noon to sit opposite Shen Jue to eat, and followed him after eating, all the way to the outside of their classroom. If he caught up with Shen Jue's physical education class, he would ask for leave and go out to watch them play. , and when he had his physical education class, he sneaked into the teaching building of the third year of high school, stood outside Shen Jue's classroom, and peeked at him through the crack of the door. Chu Xia carried out the original owner's character design to the end.

But even after reaching this level, Chu Xia still felt that it was not enough, and he had to fight again.

Then Shen Jue found that the things he put in his desk were getting less and less day by day. In the past, when those girls gave him gifts, they never dared to take his things.

On the first day he was missing a pen, and the man left him a watch.

The next day he lost a used calculus, and the man left him a tie.

On the third day, all the cigarettes he put on the desk were gone, and the man only left him a note saying confiscated.

Shen Jue looked at the note and cut it.

But in the end, he stuck the note in the newly bought notebook.

On Friday, when Shen Jue went out to meet with his classmates, Chu Xia could finally have an exciting stalking, but Shen Jue was much more sensitive than Wen Qing, and soon realized that he was being followed, he suddenly stopped and looked back.

Chu Xia immediately hid behind the stop sign, and waited until Shen Jue had gone far before he appeared, and continued to rush to their destination.

He knew which private room Shen Jue was in, but he was neither his classmate nor his friend, so he could only wander in the corridor with a cup of milk tea, and bumped into Lin Nan who came out of the private room.

When Lin Nan saw Chu Xia, his pupils shrank, and he didn't care too much, like a mouse after seeing a cat, and immediately fled back to the private room. Chu Xia watched his series of operations, wondering what he had, so Lin Nan was afraid Be like this.

It would be nice if he didn't have to pay for his shirt himself, though.

As soon as Lin Nan returned to the private room, he leaned in front of Shen Jue. He clenched his fists and said nervously to Shen Jue, "Brother Shen, I have something very, very important to tell you."

Shen Jue: "Say."

Lin Nan asked Shen Jue, "You said Su Mao, that pervert, has he disliked Wen Qing recently?"

Shen Jue shook the wine glass in his hand and hummed.

"Brother Shen, did you see it too?"

Shen Jue: "Yes."

"Then do we meet him every time we go to eat? After we finished eating, he still followed us all the way outside our classroom, but I asked the girls in our class and no one was harassed by him. "

Shen Jue: "Yes."

"I just found out that he came to the party with us again!"

Shen Jue: "Yes."

"You said..." Lin Nan took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He looked like a poor child who dared not read his zero-point test paper. Bar?"

Shen Jue: "Um...huh?"

"He just poured milk tea on me on purpose," Lin Nan collapsed on the sofa, showing a look of lovelessness, "It's over, he must have taken a fancy to me."