Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

In order to prevent Lin Jinran from being troubled by more people, this afternoon, Qiu Luo, a well-behaved student, took Lin Jinran to skip class for the first time, and went home early with her schoolbag.

There was a continuous drizzle just now, the sky turned cloudy, and there were scattered raindrops falling from the big trees by the street.

Qiu Luo and Lin Jinran stepped on the stagnant water and walked slowly towards the boxing gym.

"...That's the way it is. The family has been struggling these days, so I didn't come to school."

The air was filled with the smell of dampness after the rain, Lin Jinran took a light breath, his lowered eyes glanced at the water at his feet, reflecting Qiu Luo's reflection all the way.

Qiu Luo frowned: "Is there no one in your family to preside over such a big incident?"

Lin Jinran smiled faintly: "When the building is about to collapse, more people will choose to protect themselves wisely and strive for more interests for themselves. Of course they want to take charge of the overall situation. The so-called overall situation means more property and more power, not Take risks and responsibilities."

"For those in the family, when it comes to the issue of inheritance, they use my immaturity as an excuse, and when it comes to debts and bearing losses, it becomes a matter of course that 'the father's debt is paid by the son'."

"Now everyone is arguing at home, I really don't want to go back."

Qiu Luo looked at him sideways: "Then what are you going to do now?"

After venting his emotions behind the rockery in the afternoon, Lin Jinran's usual unobtrusiveness dissipated a lot, and he became restrained and quiet.

He looked up at the gray-blue sky in the distance, with a trace of melancholy on his brows: "I don't know either."

Qiu Luo suggested: "Then you can stay at my house for a few days. My dad is away on a business trip and he is not here recently. There is a place for you to sleep, but..."

He hesitated again: "My house is small, very old and dilapidated. Compared with your house, it's like the difference between a presidential suite and a slum. I'm afraid you won't be used to living in it..."

"It's okay, I don't care." Lin Jinran agreed quickly, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, he immediately quickened his pace.

The sun revealed a warm semicircle from between the clouds, and the orange shimmer lit up Lin Jinran's eyes.

He took Qiu Luo's hand, snatched his schoolbag and carried it on his shoulder, his eyebrows stretched: "What are you waiting for? Let's go."

On the way home, the two passed by a sneaker store, and Qiu Luo glanced at a pair of limited edition red and black sneakers on the display case in the window.

Thinking about it in a daze, it will be my birthday again. In the past, every year on his birthday, his father would give him a lot of birthday gifts, such as limited edition basketball shoes, new suits, new computers, new mobile phones, high-end mechanical watches, and some rare gadgets. Sometimes it can fill up a whole car.

Because I was busy with work for a long time and couldn't accompany myself, I had to use gifts to compensate.

Qiu Luo never blamed his father, as long as he had a good meal every New Year's Day, he would be satisfied.

But this year, the other party didn't even know that his son had changed the core.I still don't know how the housekeeper and his son lied to him behind his back.

Qiu Luo felt a little uncomfortable, her mood became depressed, and she even quickened her pace.

Lin Jinran followed behind him, frowned, and stepped forward two steps side by side with him: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Luo sighed: "It's nothing, I just feel that we are also very sympathetic."

Lin Jinran needs his company to overcome life's underestimation, so why doesn't he want the other party by his side?

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He took Lin Jinran back to the old building. The house was an ordinary two-bedroom house with an area of ​​less than 80 square meters.Qiu Luo walked into the kitchen with the vegetables she bought: "Go in and sit for a while, I'm going to cook."

When Lin Jinran entered the door, he bent down to take off his shoes very solemnly, and then looked left and right curiously like a country bumpkin who just entered the city. It was obviously a drab and dilapidated small house, and he just saw it as a kind of visit to a history museum. posture.

When entering Qiu Luo's usual room, Lin Jinran moved very slowly, and every detail in the room was infinitely magnified in his vision.

Although the room was small, it was neat and clean, and the clothes and bedding were changed and washed frequently. The room was filled with a clear and warm atmosphere, which was unique to Qiuluo.

Lin Jinran had no place to sit, so she carefully sat down next to the edge of the bed, and couldn't help stroking the white-washed sheet with the palm of her hand. There was a crease in the middle, which was the trace of Qiu Luo's long-term sleep.

The sound of pots, pans and pans ping-pong-pong came from the kitchen, Lin Jinran groaned in his heart, and slowly lay down along the crease, with his side face next to the pillow, and took a deep breath, not daring to make too much noise, like a A guilty conscience who has done bad things.

The kitchen is so small that two high school students find it too crowded to stand in it.

Lin Jinran poked his head at the door, floated in like a Piao, and stuck to Qiu Luo's back: "I can help you."

Qiu Luo turned to look at him: "Can you cook?"

Lin Jinran glanced at the cutting board and kitchen knife hesitantly: "...I'm a fast learner."

Qiu Luo thought for a while, waved his big hand, and ordered Lin Jinran, a pawn, without hesitation: "Then wash and slice that radish."

Lin Jinran seemed very happy to get the order, and rolled up his sleeves: "What's so difficult about it?"

After a while, Qiu Luo peeped out from behind him, and saw that a whole radish had been cut into irregular mallet shapes by Lin Jinran, and it was sliced ​​"slices", thicker than watermelon slices.

Qiu Luo's eyes twitched: "Come on, young master, let me do it."

Lin Jinran is still not convinced: "I'm just not skilled enough!"

Qiu Luo felt that he should not dampen his enthusiasm: "Then you pick the vegetables."

Lin Jinran thought to himself that this is not easy.

When Qiu Luo put the radish and pork ribs into the pot, poured a little sweet and sour sauce, and fried them fragrant and sweet, when he looked back, he saw that the cabbage in Lin Jinran's hand had already been picked into flocculent shape. The tender cabbage hearts were pinched off.

Qiu Luo saw her blood pressure soar, and couldn't resist kicking Lin Jinran out of the kitchen.

Lin Jinran pinned on the door frame a little aggrieved: "Can't you teach me?"

Qiu Luo was busy cooking, rolled his eyes and ignored him, after a while, he wiped the sweat from his brow, poured the vegetables into the plate, and was about to serve it to the table.

But Lin Jinran moved a small stool and sat at the door of the small balcony, burying his head and muttering, not knowing what he was doing.

"What are you doing? Have dinner." Qiu Luo ran over and patted him on the shoulder.

Only then did I realize that Lin Jinran was actually washing clothes on the small balcony. In the round wooden bucket was the sportswear that Qiu Luo had replaced yesterday, soaked in water and hadn't had time to wash it yet.

Lin Jinran held the washboard in his arms, like a wronged daughter-in-law, scrubbing obediently, his hands almost turned red.

Qiu Luo was shocked: "You actually know how to use a washboard?"

Lin Jinran raised his chin: "I watched it on TV."

Qiu Luo couldn't put it into words: "Then why don't you put washing powder?"

Lin Jinran: "..."

The two of them washed the dishes together after eating, finished their homework, and went downstairs for a couple of laps. After finishing other cleaning chores, they tossed all night, and finally it was time to go to bed.

Qiu Luo tidied up her schoolbag and put it on the small table next to the bed, carried another quilt from her father's room, spread it, and climbed onto the bed first.

"Are you sure you don't sleep in the master bedroom next door, you want to squeeze in with me? My bed is very small."

Qiu Luo wore a simple cotton T-shirt pajamas and lay down yawning.

"It's okay, I can't sleep alone, and I can still talk to you." Lin Jinran turned his back and took off his clothes, grabbed the hem of the pullover with both hands, and rolled it over the top of his head. Vest.

Lin Jinran put the changed clothes on the corner of the small table, but accidentally knocked Qiu Luo's schoolbag, and a few books were exposed from the side.

Just as Lin Jinran picked up her schoolbag and looked up on the bed, she didn't expect Qiu Luo to fall asleep in seconds, showing a side face in his direction, sleeping so soundly that even a thunderstorm wouldn't wake her up.

"I fell asleep so soon, what about the good chat..."

Lin Jinran concealed the small disappointment in his heart, and was about to put back the book that fell out for him.

Suddenly, a silver-gray booklet fell out. It was as thick as a finger, and the pages were slightly yellowed.

When Lin Jinran picked it up, the booklet just opened to the bookmark page. He subconsciously glanced at it, and it seemed to be a diary.

On the page of the bookmark, it happened that Qiu Luo practiced blowing the leaves for the first time. She was severely taught by her mother, so she went outside and asked the nanny to steal a whistle for him to practice. A nursery rhyme that Qiu Luo once played.

Lin Jinran was amused looking at Qiu Luo's immature handwriting, his eyes glanced at the date inadvertently, and it turned out to be a diary from 11 years ago.

Lin Jinran would never forget that familiar date, it happened to be the day when he was kidnapped when he was seven years old!

Lin Jinran's lips parted slightly, and the hand holding the diary trembled a little. It was him, it was really him, it really was him!

There seemed to be countless sore and swollen small bubbles surging up in the chest cavity, Lin Jinran wanted to laugh, it turned out that there is such a thing as fate in this world.

During the day, when he was besieged by everyone's vicious words, Lin Jinran felt for a moment that he was the most despised person in the world.

At this moment, he couldn't help thinking that maybe he was actually the lucky one who was truly favored by heaven.

When he was desperate, he would always send Qiu Luo to his side.

Lin Jinran gently put the diary back to its original position, lifted a corner of the quilt and climbed onto the bed, and slowly lay down beside Qiu Luo.

The lights in the room were all turned off, and there was a quiet moonlight outside the window.

Lin Jinran looked at Qiu Luo's sleeping face quietly in the dark under the faint moonlight. For a moment, he stretched out his hand and carefully held Qiu Luo's warm and dry palm.

She also moved her head, leaned against him and fell asleep with closed eyes, full of joy.

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After a few days, Lin Jinran went to and from school with Qiu Luo every day, and they were like two conjoined twins in school, inseparable.

When Qiu Luo poured water on everyone that day, many people held grudges and wanted to trouble him. Lin Jinran didn't care about his reputation and those rumors that were not good for him. He clenched his fists every day, like a loyal knight Same, protecting Qiu Luo.

His eyes were too fierce, and the rumors spread more and more about him as a big devil who would kill people, so that those who came to find fault did not dare to touch him easily.

Qiu Luo never fought at school, and Lin Jinran was not allowed to use violence as before. Every time someone tried to cause trouble, Qiu Luo went directly to the head teacher to complain.

He is usually one of the best babies in the eyes of the teachers in the whole grade. He is obedient, well-behaved and good grades. promise.

Regardless of Sanqi 21, it must be the other party's fault. How could Qiu Luo, a good example student in the whole grade, be wrong?

Days passed, and under the double escort of Lin Jinran and the teachers of the whole grade, their lives were peaceful.

The season is turning into summer, and the temperature is getting hotter in the restless summer wind.

Lin Jinran quietly circled the Saturday on the calendar. Qiu Luo once told him that it was his birthday.

During the lunch break, Lin Jinran went to wash his face when he turned around and saw Qiu Luo standing in the corridor, standing in front of a girl with twin ponytails.

It seems to be the class flower in the next class, staring at Qiu Luo with big watery eyes, wearing a white and blue shirt and pleated skirt, showing a pair of slender and straight long legs.

She held a pink gift box in her hand and handed it to Qiu Luo with both hands, talking about something.

Her expression is generous and decent, neither too shy nor too unrestrained, with a quiet smile on her face, and when her eyes are narrowed, the sweetness in her eyes cannot be hidden.

Lin Jinran was wiping sweat with his neckband, and the moment his eyes flashed, he froze in place, as if he had been given some kind of immobilization technique, his hands loosened, and the neckline collapsed.

He stared fixedly at Qiu Luo's hands receiving the gift, and some kind of nameless flame seemed to spew out from his eyes.

He wished he could rush over immediately and warn everyone, including that girl, that no one should approach his Qiu Luo!

He had already taken a step, but he stopped abruptly. What position did he have to prevent this—as a friend, or at the same table?

At noon in early summer, Lin Jinran felt his hands and feet were cold, the world in front of him seemed to be shaking and sinking, and he could not feel the warmth of the sun.

He clenched and loosened his fingers hanging by his side. He had never thought about this problem. One day someone would come between them, just like cutting two pages of a piece of paper with scissors. pain.

Lin Jinran walked towards the two of them step by step with his brows pressed against a fire that could ignite at any time.

When he was about to approach, Qiu Luo's voice finally reached his ears clearly: "Thank you for the gift, I have accepted it, but I don't need the gift, I have to prepare for the final exam, you are looking for me at this time , I'll be distracted."

With that said, he returned the gift box containing the chocolates untouched.

Lin Jinran's dark brows and eyes were stained, and he suddenly relaxed, his heart beat twice faster, and he approached Qiu Luo from behind as if nothing had happened, and put his arms around Qiu Luo's shoulders.

He wrapped the other person in his arms, looked down at the girl opposite with condescending eyes, and said coldly: "What's so happy? I'll listen to it."

The ponytail girl withdrew the gift with some disappointment: "It's nothing, I still have something to do, let's go first."

Qiu Luo looked back at him: "Why are you so stern? They don't owe you money."

Lin Jinran snorted softly, and beeped in a grotesque way: "Isn't it just a box of chocolates? If you like it, I'll give you different ones every day."

Seeing his angry face, Qiu Luo was a little funny: "But I don't like chocolate."

Lin Jinran took out an insulated lunch box from her schoolbag and put it on Qiu Luo's table: "You forgot to bring your lunch."

Qiu Luo was stunned: "Hey, didn't I not do it yesterday? I was planning to eat in the cafeteria today."

Lin Jinran held a box of lunch boxes of the same style and different colors in his hand: "I brought it for you, eat quickly."

Curiously, Qiu Luo opened the lid, and there were a compartment of white radish fried meat, a compartment of fried cabbage, a compartment of honey cherry tomatoes, and a large ball of white rice.

He opened his mouth wide in surprise: "You worked in the kitchen in the middle of the night last night, just for this?"

Lin Jinran's ears hidden in his hair were faintly red. He was obviously embarrassed, but he tried his best to put on a calm face: "Stop talking nonsense, eat quickly."

Qiu Luo was very worried: "You didn't forget to add salt, did you?"

Lin Jinran: "..."

Before Lin Jinran's expression broke completely, Qiu Luo quickly filled his mouth twice. Lin Jinran stared at him nervously from the corner of his eye, and asked calmly, "How is it?"

Qiu Luo frowned, showing a tangled expression: "Um..."

Lin Jinran's heart skipped a beat: "Is it hard to eat? I practiced it many times, and I tasted it yesterday, so I won't be unable to eat it..."

Qiu Luo finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Just kidding, the taste is okay, much better than when I first made it."

Lin Jinran finally breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly got up from the unhappiness: "I told you I'm a fast learner, next time I'll try making chocolate."

Qiu Luo squinted at him, "Why do you care so much about chocolate?"

Lin Jinran turned his eyes away and said nothing.

Qiu Luo poked him with his elbow, and smiled wickedly: "You don't have a crush on me, do you?"

Lin Jinran didn't swallow a mouthful of food, and was so startled that it got stuck in his throat, coughing so loudly that his neck was red from coughing.

Qiu Luo hurriedly said to him: "It's just a joke, why is there such a big reaction?"

Lin Jinran glanced at him faintly, pursed his lips, and was about to say something, when Li Fanfan at the front desk came to Qiu Luo to ask questions again, and the little flame that had just sprouted in his heart was extinguished in an instant.

While Qiu Luo was answering questions with Li Fanfan, her attention was always on Lin Jinran.

After finally finishing speaking, he began to eat slowly. After eating a bowl of boxed lunch, Lin Jinran was like a dull gourd, without saying a word.

The small bubbles in Qiu Luo's heart burst one after another. It seems that he is narrow-minded, and he should not be able to distort the great socialist brotherhood.

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In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday, and Qiu Luo got up very early in the morning. Unexpectedly, Lin Jinran got up earlier than him and disappeared early in the morning.

Qiu Luo was a little puzzled, didn't they agree to spend Saturday together?

He cleaned the house very diligently, and hung Lin Jinran's clothes, which he had fumbled with a washboard, on the small balcony. He hummed a song and went out to buy groceries. When he came back, he cooked a table full of sumptuous meals. Four dishes and one soup.

He specially ordered a birthday cake yesterday. Although it was a lot worse than when he had a pastry chef custom-made for him at Qiu's house, he often ate it alone at that time. Gift.

Now that his father is away, at least Lin Jinran is still there, and he can celebrate with him.

Thinking about it this way, it's not bad.

Qiu Luo happily put candles on the birthday cake, moved a small stool and sat on the small balcony, doing exercises while waiting for Lin Jinran to come home.

Since we made an appointment to spend together, we must be back before lunch.

The clock on the wall went round and round, and it started to rain outside in the afternoon. Seeing that the food was going to be cold, he had no choice but to put the dinner plate back into the pot to warm it.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

Qiu Luo lay on the edge of the balcony, stretched his neck to look around, but the waiting time was really hard, his neck was sore, and Lin Jinran hadn't been seen yet.

"Maybe something has delayed it." Qiu Luo cheered up. He was a little hungry, but he still wanted to wait for Lin Jinran to be together.

It was still light rain at first, but as the rain became heavier and heavier, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, only passing vehicles roaring past in the rain.

Qiu Luo began to worry a little. Lin Jinran didn't bring an umbrella when he left. Could it be that he was trapped by the rain?

It was getting late, and the balcony was windy and windy, making people feel chilly.

Qiu Luo moved the small bench back, and the last bit of heat in the pot was about to dissipate. He silently filled a bowl of cold food, brought it to the table, sat by the table by himself, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

He didn't know if it was the wrong seasoning or it was cold, but he chewed it for a long time, but he didn't taste anything.

It was his birthday, and his father had promised to hold a grand coming-of-age ceremony on the day he graduated.

Who would have thought that now he is huddled in a dilapidated old building, eating cold food and cold dishes, singing birthday songs to himself, and only stepping from a boy to an adult alone?

Qiu Luo cleaned up the dishes and suddenly remembered that the clothes on the balcony hadn't been put away yet.

At this time, the sky was completely dark and sinking, the torrential rain enveloped the city, and the whole world was immersed in the wind and rain.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and with this moment of light, Qiu Luo caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the alley downstairs, limping towards the old building.

Qiu Luo's pupils shrank, and immediately turned around, took the umbrella and rushed downstairs.

When he ran out of the corridor on the first floor, the figure had already approached.

The downpour made the other party drenched, the drenched shirt stuck tightly to his body, and the once dazzling golden lion's head also faded into strands of seaweed, sticking wet and sticky to his forehead and temples .

Qiu Luo held the umbrella and tilted it over his head, and it was almost impossible to see clearly in the heavy gray rain.

He dragged Lin Jinran into the corridor, and by the dim light of the corridor, he realized that there were many scratches on his forehead and cheeks, and his walking posture was not normal.

"Why did you go? Why are you coming back now?"

Lin Jinran's eyes flickered: "I went to do something."

Qiu Luo's heart sank, the worry all day long and the anger of breaking the appointment turned into a panic, and his tone also rushed: "What's the matter? Go to fight with someone? Didn't you promise me not to fight? Have you forgotten the people behind you? How did you scold you?"

"Why can't you be more mature when such a big incident happened at home? Do you have to follow in your father's footsteps and stop when you get into trouble?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lin Jinran's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at him as if he was stung.

Qiu Luo suddenly realized that she had uttered the wrong words indiscriminately, and opened her mouth belatedly, a little annoyed and at a loss: "Sorry, I didn't mean that..."

"I've been waiting for you, I'm just worried about you, and I don't know where you went...Did you bring an umbrella..."

Lin Jinran bit his lip, his chest heaved for a while, as if part of his strength had been taken away from his body, he had to touch the wall to stand firmly, and he slowly opened his hands clasped on his chest.

It was only then that Qiu Luo noticed that he had been holding a cardboard box in his arms, which was tightly wrapped in a bag, and not a single drop of water leaked in.

Lin Jinran took out the box, handed it to Qiu Luo, and said in a low voice, "It's for you."

Qiu Luo was stunned for a moment, unable to see for a moment.

Trembling, he opened the box, and inside was a pair of black and red limited edition basketball shoes.

He was walking on the road that day, but he glanced at him quietly, and Lin Jinran remembered him in his heart.

During the time he was away from home, no relatives in the family cared about him. Except for all the cash on his body for buying vegetables, he didn't bring a penny, and he didn't know where he bought the shoes.

Lin Jinran ran back all the way, still breathing, and her voice was hoarse and trembling: "I didn't mess around, I just wanted to give you a surprise, I didn't expect to come back so late, I didn't mean to leave you alone ..."

He looked up at Qiu Luo's dazed eyes, the rain dripped down his neck, with a little expectation, a little cautious: "Do you like it?"

Qiu Luo's heart felt as if it had been scalded with boiling oil, and it was beating to jump out of his chest, his throat moved, and the sore and swollen emotions surged up, almost overflowing his eye sockets.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Lin Jinran's back, nodded his head heavily, and his ending trembled slightly: "I like it, I like it very much!"