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"Then... can you accompany me first and go to bandage it?"

It wasn't until this time that Han Jin realized that Cheng Xi's scabbed wound was bleeding ferociously, and suddenly his nose was sore, and before Cheng Xi could say anything, he wiped away his tears, and his eyes burst out with firm belief:

"Go, go to the infirmary."

This time, no need to ask, it must have been done by the green-haired mob.

After the two left the classroom, the whole class raised their chins and looked at each other in surprise, unable to speak for a long time.

Not long after, Xin Teng, who had just returned from buying food at the canteen, felt a strange atmosphere as soon as he walked into the classroom, especially when the students looked at him with... sympathy?

Meanwhile, the infirmary.

The school doctor did not know how many times he had received Cheng Xi. He originally thought that the old scar was injured by some sharp weapon, but the bright red fingerprints on it always felt strange.

Just as he was about to ask a question, Han Jin who accompanied him exploded first: "Doctor, doctor, his palm was cut by a knife again, please bandage it well."

The voice is anxious and distressed.

School doctor: "?"

"This is obviously..." Before the school doctor could finish speaking, his arm was suddenly held tightly.

"Please, doctor." Cheng Xi forced a smile. His complexion was slightly pale, and he looked a little fragile. Only the back of the hand holding the school doctor's arm had bulging veins, and the area around the nails was red.

Cheng Xi turned her back to Han Jin and faced the school doctor, her eyes were frighteningly cold, like the water in the abyss of hell, icy cold and frighteningly cold.

"No, it's not troublesome." The school doctor's heart froze, and he shuddered suddenly.

……

During the last class break before school, Cheng Xi came out of the bathroom, and when he reached the stairs, he heard a slightly familiar voice.

"Saturday? Sure, you decide the time."

"Songmaster KTV at nine o'clock in the evening?"

"OK, see you then."

Cheng Xi stopped and turned his back to the classroom at the end of the corridor. After the footsteps behind him gradually faded away, he turned around slowly, staring at the back of the voice just now, with a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.

It's time to do the math!

……

School was over that day, because Cheng Xi was going to be a part-time teacher in the tutoring center at night during the week, and Han Jin, who never went to evening self-study, followed Cheng Xi's bicycle in a taxi.

The boy's tall and straight back looked a little lonely under the reflection of the cold wind in the setting sun. Thinking of what happened today, Han Jin felt quite uncomfortable.

Such a good Cheng Xi, such a pure and poor Cheng Xi, who is bullied everywhere and will be bullied by the scumbags in the future, he must take good care of her! ! !

When he came to the counseling center, Han Jin repeatedly told Cheng Xi not to go home until he came to pick him up.

"Okay." Cheng Xi had a smile on his brows and eyes, and the coldness in his whole body disappeared completely. There was not only a rare trace of innocence in that smile, but also a rare warmth.

Watching Han Jin get into the taxi, Cheng Xi lowered his head and glanced at his re-bandaged left hand, with a frozen smile at the corner of his mouth, turned around and disappeared at the gate of the counseling center.

Here, as soon as Han Jin came home, he pulled Han Cheng and Xia Xue, and the family of three sat on the sofa in the spacious and magnificent hall of the villa with serious and nervous expressions.

"Son, what, what's the matter?" Xia Xue tried her best to hide her guilty conscience, took a peek at her husband, and found that he was secretly wiping his sweat, and immediately became more worried.

"Dad, Mom, I know you love me, so..." Han Jin suddenly grabbed the hands of Han Cheng and Xia Xue, with a sincere expression on his face:

"Can I have some bodyguards?"

"Board, bodyguard?" Xia Xue couldn't react, but it was Han Cheng who was on the side who reacted quickly, and quickly grabbed his son's wrist, his eyes were full of worry:

"Son, did something happen to you? Tell your parents quickly, have you provoked some bad people?"

"Ah? I don't have one." Han Jin was stunned for a moment, then blurted out the excuse he made before going home:

"Damn... you don't know, it's popular for rich people to have bodyguards nowadays. Mom and Dad, our family is so rich, and I'm the only child. As a proper rich second generation, I don't have a bodyguard around me to protect me. Are you at ease?"

Han Cheng and Xia Xue were speechless for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was really the case.

"Okay, son, since you want it, Dad will find you a bodyguard tomorrow."

"No, no, I want it now."

The so-called money can not only persuade ghosts, but also find bodyguards in minutes.

Looking at the five big and three thick men who appeared in front of him in less than an hour, Han Jin swallowed silently—this muscle, this body, really wicked people have to be ruthless.

Humph, green-haired mob, wait for me.

"Mom and Dad, let me go out for a while." Cheng Xi is still waiting for him to pick him up in the counseling center.

Before Han Cheng and Xia Xue could react, Han Jin had already led a row of bodyguards out the door.

At the same time, Cheng Xi is teaching mathematics to three junior high school students in the tutoring center. He is serious in teaching and has simple and clear thinking in solving problems. , he is only a high school senior.

But people in other small classes don't think so, especially the other tutors.

This tutoring center has small classes, and there are classes for all grades and subjects. The scale is not very large but it is definitely not small. There are more than a dozen math classes, and the teachers are also carefully selected by the tutoring center. They are teachers with rich teaching experience and qualifications. Only two of them are still students, and one of them is Cheng Xi, the third party in high school.

The other is Zhao Chenchen, a freshman who has just entered university and has plenty of spare time and a good score in the college entrance examination.

Before Cheng Xi came here, Zhao Chenchen was the most popular, youngest, handsome and most attractive teacher in the entire tutoring center, bar none.But after having Cheng Xi, his status suddenly dropped a lot.Not only did the number of students who signed up for him decrease, some of the original female students even reported to the tutoring center that they wanted to go to Cheng Xi's class.

Therefore, Zhao Chenchen didn't like Cheng Xi's opinion.

"Ms. Zhao, haven't you left yet?" In the office, the only remaining male teacher pretended to chat casually while packing up the courseware. When speaking, he adjusted his glasses, looking quite gentle.

It's just that from the corner of the eye, he keeps peeking at the young and good-looking male teacher on the desk next to him, which makes people feel strange.

"Isn't this waiting for the director?" Zhao Chenchen showed a smile that he thought was the most attractive angle, and when he saw the other party was slightly stunned, he even blinked.

The long eyelashes cast a seductive shadow under the fluorescent light, his lips were slightly hooked, and his thick and moderately moist lips exuded a silent invitation.

"Is Director Ren interested in having a drink?"

……

Outside the counseling center, a row of dim street lamps illuminated the long street, making it extremely cold, especially in the cold night of late autumn, when the dew was deeper and the air was damp and cold.

Cheng Xi walked out of the counseling center, looking at the bustling street in front of him but without that person, thinking of what Han Jin said three hours ago, he felt cold.

At this time, a female student ran out from the center, as if she was anxiously looking for someone. Seeing the tall and tall figure under the street lamp, she chased after her with a happy face.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, wait a minute."

Panting, the female student trot to catch up with Cheng Xi, met his indifferent eyes, blushed on her cheeks, hurriedly lowered her head and said embarrassingly:

"Last time, I told Teacher Cheng last time that I wanted to transfer things in Teacher Cheng's class, I don't know..."

"Cheng Xi——" A clear and slightly milky voice suddenly came out from behind, piercing through the air and reaching the ears of the two people under the street lamp.

The two followed the prestige and saw a young boy riding a cool mountain bike coming towards him.

The young man was dressed in white, shouting his name, his hair fluttered in a mess by the strong wind, like a lazy elf falling into the mortal world, instantly filling Cheng Xi's entire dark night.

"Sorry, no." Cheng Xi responded to the girl in a low voice, and the original coldness in her body disappeared at this moment.

He stared at the elf intently until Han Jin stopped beside him with a gust of wind, with a bright smile on his face, then he took out a cup of hot milk tea from the schoolbag behind him and said:

"Here, drink quickly, it's still hot."