the one who lives in my body

After half a month of working in Mid-Levels, finally, in the first three days of school, I saved enough tuition for the next semester with my own ability.

But the tuition fee is far from enough. On the morning of the first day of school, when I squatted at the door of the house with a bag full of armor parts and put on my shoes, I sincerely thanked the lady boss for her kindness to me.

I can make more mechas during class breaks, and send them to the proprietress when I pass by the middle of the mountain after school. This system of paying wages every day has greatly reduced my burden.

My mother disagrees with my decision, she thinks that I should devote most of my energy to my studies, she always gives me the illusion that "our family is still rich", but in fact I know she has worked hard enough After going out to work as a nanny for half a month, her originally clean and flawless hands are already callused.

Now she is no longer arguing about going to any banquet. I guess she has gradually realized the reality. I smiled in my heart, but I never planned to say it outright.

"Ashu..." My mother helped me straighten my collar. Half a month later, she was almost visible to the naked eye. Looking at her like that, I couldn't be more clear. She was not the one who should have such a fate. Her body, her appearance, are undoubtedly completely inconsistent with the situation she is in.

Unlike me, walking alone on the way to school, I looked down at my shadow in the morning sun.

Unlike my mother, I don't have a "noble face", and my overly realistic and straightforward mind doesn't match the romance on the other side.

"Hey! Tao Shu!" When the shoulder was patted, I realized that it was Sun Yuze who kept calling me behind me all the time.

Well, another representative of the "noble face", staring at Sun Yuze's just-right autobiography and those light-colored eyes, I also raised my hand and patted him on the shoulder in response to his greeting.

As long as it is school time, you will always meet Sun Yuze on the road.

"Let's talk," suddenly remembered the "good thing" this guy said when he refused to go to work a few days ago, "I'm so excited, what happened recently?"

Could it be that he won the lottery?Walking forward, looking at Sun Yuze's serious appearance while coughing lightly, I couldn't help but guess.

"After a while, I can go to Maodian to go to school!" Sun Yuze almost jumped up, with a little arrogance visible to the naked eye, but it was not annoying, but rather cute.

A slight strangeness flashed in my heart, not because I was jealous, but because the word "Maodian" appeared in my life more frequently than usual recently.

"It seems that your family is well-developed." I shrugged at Sun Yuze. This kid is very lucky. He is the type who wants to learn mecha just like me. It was because of the same hobbies and going to and from school. I just became friends with him on the same road. Now that he can go to Maodian, he can learn about mechs one step earlier than me.

In fact, it would be a lie to say that you are not envious.

When I entered the school gate, I stabbed Sun Yuze's arm with my elbow, "Tell me, which royal relatives in your family I don't know?"

Hearing this, Sun Yuze was slightly taken aback, his face suddenly flushed with shame, he scratched his cheek with his index finger, "You know, it's just...my dad came to recognize me and my mom."

I'm a little surprised by this, because in the past, Sun Yuze's aristocratic father never cared about their mother and son.

Sun Yuze never told us who his biological father is, but everyone knows that he seems to be a big man.

But he himself doesn't mind mentioning his status as an illegitimate son of a nobleman in front of outsiders. Sun Yuze never seems to be ashamed of his mother being a nobleman's mistress, no matter how ugly the rumors in the class are.

Facing those classmates who ridiculed him, he would express his contempt for them with that aristocratic air of arrogance.

He was on good terms with me largely because he considered me to be of his own kind, short for "someone who has anything to do with the aristocracy," which I myself have no objection to, since from some On the one hand, this classification is beyond doubt.

Although I was excluded by other students in the class because of this, I couldn't bear it. Compared with others, I really wanted to make friends with Sun Yuze. On the one hand, it was because of the similarities between the two of us, and on the other hand... ... I also admire Sun Yuze from the bottom of my heart.

Because of his self-confidence, I can't learn it no matter what, and I know that his nature is not bad, at least he has never ridiculed others with malice.

Now, he is going to Maodian, and he may be a little bit lonely in class in the future, looking up at the endless blue in the sky, I think.

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When class time came, I was sitting in the last row, taking out a mech part from my pocket from time to time to continue my "work".

The teacher who was lecturing on the podium didn't bother to care about me at all. I knew that as long as the grades at the end of the semester could be kept around the average level of the class and the class wouldn't be held back, he shouldn't have an attack.

If the teacher was talking about mechs, I think I'd be happy to listen.

I'd rather slog through obscure books on mechs by myself than listen to any boring lectures that have nothing to do with my own interests.

"I know, you are actually very smart, but why don't you work hard?" This is what the teacher said to me when he called me to the office last semester.

I didn't tell him that, in fact, I have nothing to do with the word "smart" at all. For those literature-related things, I also relied on crazy surprise recitation at the end of the semester to avoid failing the exams. interests and endeavors.

I thought, maybe my inattention caused such an illusion to the teacher, but it is undoubtedly a beautiful misunderstanding, so I don't bother to correct it.

At this time, Sun Yuze, who was sitting next to me, turned his head and looked at me almost blankly for a moment. During class, he also belonged to the ghost wandering appearance like me.

He also likes mechs, and I see that maybe he's more talented than me in mechs, but he's often not willing to "work hard" like me.

But today, Sun Yuze seems to be more excited than usual. He harassed me several times. Seeing that I ignored him, he poked the back of the classmate in front of him who was listening carefully, and giggled. In my mind, I calculated how long it would take for the teacher on the podium to become unbearably angry.

After touching for about 1 minute——

"Sun Yuze! You don't want to study and no one cares about you, but can you not affect the classmates in the class?" The old man on the podium is a master of civilization, and he usually speaks politely, but at this moment he seems a little lacking in momentum.

Usually, if it reaches this point, Sun Yuze should stop.

"I didn't influence others, teacher." At this time, Sun Yuze refuted the teacher's words, with a hint of slapstick, making people want to hit him.

"Do you think I'm blind?" The teacher walked off the podium and walked to the table of the classmate in front of Sun Yuze. Hitting quickly, he looked at Sun Yuze, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, "Stand back for me."

"I don't." Almost without thinking, Sun Yuze raised his head and answered lazily.

Usually this guy is skinny, but he has a degree, but today he didn't know what medicine he took wrongly, and he got into a fight with the teacher. I held the half-finished armor in my hand, and turned my head to watch the scene seriously.

"Okay, I think it's necessary for me to call your parents." The teacher was so angry that his nostrils flared, as if he was about to blow two puffs of white air from his nostrils in the next moment.

"My mother is so busy that I don't have time to talk to you." Sun Yuze shook his head, yawning all over his face, "Don't threaten me, I'll transfer schools in a few days, I'm not afraid of you!"

Well, it turned out that this was his purpose. Now the whole class knew that he was going to transfer schools tomorrow. I calmly took out another part from my bag and installed it on the armor meticulously. I wiped the saliva sprayed on by the teacher with my sleeve, in order to keep the finished product clean.

Although Sun Yuze had a bad reputation in the class, the students always paid attention to gossip. Sure enough, as soon as the class was over, many people gathered around Sun Yuze's desk and asked him where he was going.

"Oh, it's Mao Dian." With a casual tone, there was a bit of arrogance in the air, God knows how many times this guy has rehearsed this moment in his heart.

Although he didn't get the answer he expected, what Sun Yuze said was shocking enough. Many people questioned in a suspicious tone, "Is it really that Maodian?"

"Of course." Sun Yuze shook his head, speaking clearly and logically. Some people scolded and walked away with an ugly face, while others surrounded him and asked questions, with unconcealed envy on their faces.

Occasionally distracted attention over there, I can't help but feel a little funny in my heart, but more energy is still invested in the assembly of the armor.

There is a physical education class in the afternoon, which puts me in a good mood, because it is one of my favorite classes. Standing next to Sun Yuze, my eyes linger on the boys in the physical fitness class next door from time to time.

Sun Yuze naturally knows what I'm thinking, he is a straight man, he can't bear it at this time, and asks from time to time, "I'm not so hungry, brother?" Afraid of how I treat him.

I didn't bother to talk to him at all. I think he didn't know the expression on his own face when he watched the women's team training. I dare say he must be better than me, but he himself refused to admit it.

"Hey, Ah Shu, do you like those with big breasts?" Standing beside me, Sun Yuze tapped someone on the other side of the stadium with his chin.

"Big breasts are pretty good." I paused, and then added: "Of course, it has to be muscular."

The consequences were unexpected, that guy Sun Yuze was trembling again and again, I wanted to slap him twice, but I really couldn't say something like "Don't worry, I don't like you just like you", Afraid of hitting him who has always been self-confident.

I am a relatively "introverted" person. Although I like to look at men in my heart, I will not show it too obviously, just like I am desperate for love, but I never take actual actions.

I always feel that there is almost a "taste" in my heart.

I think this has to be "attributed" to Xie Dongrong.

After seeing him, how can I still think about others?

People like him shouldn't have appeared in my life, but some "fetters" always give me the illusion that he is very close to me.

As soon as he appeared, even if he just lay there quietly, it was like a wildfire visiting the dry grassland, burning through my heart in an instant, giving me a short but extremely hot romance, and then leaving the scorched black everywhere. Wreckage, nothing left.

After all, there is no comparison between "others" and Xie Dongrong.

I couldn't help laughing at my own inability to control myself.

Walking on the road, couples were holding hands, walking by me laughing, I couldn't help but look sideways at them, thinking - what's wrong with such an ordinary love?

But at the same time, he was calculating in his heart how many days until he could see Xie Dongrong again.

When I got home, my mother told me, "Ashu, hurry up and clean up, let's go to Namin to see..."

I frowned, and was about to ask what I was doing at the princess's house, when my mother said, "Dongrong is awake."