Dressed as the black moonlight of the paranoid villain

The shoulders of the two people under the umbrella were close to each other, Liang Jing raised his eyes to look at Zhou Yuanbai, "Aren't you angry?"

"Not angry."

"Return the bridge and return to the bridge?"

Zhou Yuanbai: "..."

The boss never lied, and he caught up with him and held an umbrella, probably because he was passing by. If he didn't answer, he probably didn't want to get involved with him. Liang Jing looked at the time, "It's too late, you go first, leave me alone."

Zhou Yuan paused.

Thinking that Zhou Yuanbai was going to leave, Liang Jing turned sideways to get out from under the umbrella, when someone suddenly pressed his shoulders, and the sound of raindrops was mixed with a sentence of "don't move."

Liang Jing subconsciously stopped, and Zhou Yuanbai walked to the other side against his back, standing outside the sidewalk, "Let's go."

Liang Jing:? ? ?

After walking for a while, he still felt that something was wrong, "It's almost time to get to school, you should go first, otherwise someone will talk nonsense when they see us holding an umbrella." He didn't want his classmates to gossip and cause trouble for Zhou Yuanbai, so he repeated it .

Zhou Yuanbai didn't respond, so Liang Jing had no choice but to move to the side to create a distance.

Zhou Yuan's hands in his pockets were clenched into fists, and his fingertips turned white. In the morning, he was waiting at the gate of the courtyard. Liang Jing left as soon as he went out. He didn't even see a person standing at the door. He chased him all the way. Wet held up an umbrella for Liang Jing, but Liang Jing wanted to get rid of the relationship with all his heart, okay, let's get rid of the relationship.

Because there are usually many cars sending students off on the rainy road, Liang Jing was thinking about other things and didn't pay attention to the car coming from behind. Suddenly, the people around him stopped, holding an umbrella in one hand and protecting his front with the other. The car drove through the puddle and splashed everywhere instantly Liang Jing didn't react until the water droplets fell on his face.

As the car passed by, Zhou Yuanbai withdrew his hand, turned around and walked forward silently.

Liang Jing caught a glimpse of Zhou Yuanbai's wet back, "Just now...thank you."

Zhou Yuanbai turned his head to look at him, "Apart from thank you, will you say anything else?"

Liang Jing was stunned before he could speak, and Zhou Yuanbai said again: "By the way, I still say that the bridge goes back to the bridge and the road goes back to the road."

Liang Jing: "..."

Obviously you said it first, okay?

When they arrived at the school, the front of the teaching building was full of students arranging umbrellas. Among the crowd, Liang Jing saw Wen Yiran who was drenched in water.

Wen Yiran came over while wiping his hair, "My clothes are all wet, my mother will come later to deliver dry clothes and bring you a set?" He paused, "Eh? Why didn't you get wet at all? By car here?"

Liang Jing was dry from the shoulders to the bottom of his trousers. On the other hand, Zhou Yuanbai's shoulders and back were wet. Zhou Yujuan would not give clothes to Zhou Yuanbai. Sitting wet all day would be very uncomfortable. "Auntie should bring an extra set of clothes."

Wen Yiran was puzzled: "You're not wet, why do you need clothes?" He took a glance from the corner of his eye and instantly understood, "Wear it for Zhou Yuan?"

Liang Jing: "..."

Zhou Yuanbai tidied up his umbrella and turned into the teaching building. In a direction that Liang Jing and the others could not see, he slightly curled the corner of his lower lip.

There was a sudden heavy rain and many students got soaked in school uniforms. Under special circumstances, the school relaxed the policy and allowed students not to wear school uniforms. Under Liang Jing's persuasion, Zhou Yuanbai took off the school uniforms and changed into dry clothes brought by Wen Yiran's mother.

There is an opportunity to change seats in the class every month. The head teacher mentioned this before the end of get out of class, and asked students who have ideas to find her alone.

As soon as the teacher left the class, everyone started discussing the matter of seating. Liang Jing turned around. Among the heated discussions, Zhou Yuanbai was the only one who was exceptionally quiet.

Wen Yiran whispered in Liang Jing's ear, "It's not impossible to have a table with the little monster."

Liang Jing turned his head, "Stop talking nonsense, I'm reading the blackboard newspaper at the back."

Zhao Yating at the front desk turned around when she heard the sound, "Who is the little monster?"

Wen Yiran turned the pen leisurely, "Whoever is the weirdest in our class is the one."

Zhao Yating thought for a while, "Are you talking about yourself?"

Wen Yiran threw the pen away, "What's wrong with me? Zhao Yating, are you short-sighted?"

"You, a boy, are prettier than us girls, which is very strange!"

"That's a natural beauty, how can you blame it?" Wen Yiran retorted.

"Who is the little monster?" Zhao Yating insisted.

Wen Yiran was annoyed by her pestering, "Zhou Yuanbai."

Zhao Yating glanced back, "Why is he always sitting in the back?"

Strange to say, Yin An and his group all sat in the back row of the class, and they often made troubles in and out of class. Sitting together in the back row gave them a chance to make trouble, but Zhou Yuanbai never mentioned changing seats.

Wen Yiran: "Perhaps Zhou Yuanbai would rather be troubled by Yin An than Liang Jing."

Liang Jing: "..."

Yin An only made trouble on the surface. The original owner harassed him openly and secretly. If he had been Zhou Yuanbai, he would not have moved to the front seat. Now that he is not the original owner, he naturally didn't want Zhou Yuanbai to sit in the back row for this reason.

Liang Jing left his seat and walked to the back row. Wen Yiran and Zhao Yating, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, quickly followed. Liang Jing stood in front of Zhou Yuanbai, "Do you want to sit in the front instead?"

Zhou Yuanbai stopped writing in his hand, raised his eyelids to look at Liang Jing, "No need, trouble."

"Just move a stack of books, and I'll move them for you."

Wen Yiran and Zhao Yating were behind, whispering for a while, covering their mouths and coughing for a while, attracting a lot of attention.

Liang Jing turned his head and glared at the two of them, "Go see a doctor if your throat feels uncomfortable."

Wen Yiran crossed his arms, "I'm sorry I have pharyngitis, you continue."

Liang Jing: "..."

"I'm used to sitting in the back." Zhou Yuanbai said as he dug out a box of medicine from the desk, got up and handed it to Wen Yiran, "pharyngitis tablets are specially used to treat dry and itchy throat."

Wen Yiran: "..."

Liang Jing laughed unkindly directly, and was laughing happily when a classmate next to him asked, "Will Liang Jing move to sit in the back?"

Sitting in the front under the eyes of the teacher, it was really not as comfortable as the back, so Liang Jing said casually, "Okay."

"What's in the back?

"It's enough to have Zhou Yuanbai."

"Zhou Yuanbai is better than anything else."

"......"

Classmates, you talked to each other and made fun of it. No one listened to Liang Jing's explanation. In desperation, Liang Jing put his arms around Zhou Yuanbai's neck, "Don't talk nonsense, Zhou Yuanbai and I are good brothers now."

Someone asked Zhou Yuanbai in disbelief, "Really?"

For a while, the audience was silent, all their eyes were fixed on Zhou Yuanbai. In full view, Zhou Yuanbai took Liang Jing's arm from his neck and walked away.

Liang Jing: "..."

Wen Yiran leaned over, "What does he mean?"

Zhao Yating's round face passed between their heads, "I don't want to be friends with Liang Jing."

Wen Yiran tilted his head and smiled, "A lover?"

The big brother guessed back and forth in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out.

Liang Jing had a big head, he was not in the mood to listen to what Wen Yiran and the others had to say, so he chased him out to see the situation, and Zhou Yuanbai disappeared outside the door.

The head teacher in the office was slightly surprised to see Zhou Yuanbai.

Zhou Yuanbai: "Teacher, I am willing to join the mutual help group."

After being promoted to the second year of high school, the head teacher advocated that students with good grades help those with poor grades in order to improve the overall grades. Zhou Yuanbai was invited to participate before but was rejected. This time he took the initiative to participate, and the head teacher was very happy. Good classmate."

The head teacher took out the math report card, "Tell the teacher who you want to be with?"

Zhou Yuanbai pointed at Liang Jing's name.

"Liang Jing has made great progress recently. It is convenient for you to live together and tutor. Who else?"

Zhou Yuanbai shook his head.

The homeroom teacher smiled and said, "You two are too small, so add Wen Yiran and Zhao Yating?"

"Row."

"You are willing to integrate into the group. The teacher is so happy..." After the class teacher had a 20-minute conversation, Zhou Yuanbai returned to the classroom. As soon as he entered the class, he looked at Liang Jing, and he looked away. Go back to your seat.

After school, the homeroom teacher announced the results mutual help group, and the students were divided into groups according to the subjects. When the teacher read the math list for the second group, everyone looked at Zhou Yuanbai with surprise.

Zhou Yuanbai, who never participated in group activities, unexpectedly joined Liang Jing in a group.

Liang Jing was also in a daze, they decided the tutoring place to be Liang Jing's home, Zhou Yuanbai came to Liang Jing's room after dinner, opened the door and three pairs of eyes looked at him.

Wen Yiran was painting, Zhao Yating was reading a novel, Liang Jing was in a daze, these three people's math scores were always at the bottom of the class, and they took turns sticking to the bottom three.

Zhou Yuanbai suddenly felt that he was looking for abuse. After the tutoring, he returned to his room, holding a pen in his hand, listening to the door, a burst of laughter passed by the door, he walked to the window with the pen, Wen Yiran and Zhao Yating left by car at the gate of the courtyard Soon Liang Jing was the only one left at the door, and Liang Jing trotted back in the dark courtyard. Liang Jing seldom came out at night, and seemed afraid of the dark.

Without Wen Yiran and Zhao Yating, the room was very quiet. Zhou Yuanbai wrote Liang Jing's topic again, and then came out of the shower to video chat with Wen Yiran.

Wen Yiran: Going to sing K on weekends?

Liang Jing: OK, call Yating.

"Ask the little monster if he will go?"

"He...won't go..."

"I can't tell, I went to Zhao Nian's birthday last time."

"You can't sing even if you go...Why do you suddenly want to ask Zhou Yuanbai to go with you?"

Wen Yiran: "He saves air conditioning, energy saving and environmental protection."

Liang Jing: "..."

Wen Yiran: "My mother was very moved when she heard about making up lessons, and said that he is a good classmate who helps each other. I want to invite him to dinner and sing K to express my gratitude."

"Your mother is going to sing K with us?"

"Maybe my grandma, my grandpa."

Liang Jing: "..."

While chatting, the room was suddenly dark and the internet was cut off. The room was completely plunged into darkness with the curtains drawn. Liang Jing was very uncomfortable. When he realized what was going on, a voice that was as smooth as paper and rich texture sounded in his ear, "Don't be afraid, it's just a power outage."