Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

Song Zui didn't take the note immediately, looked at Yu Ming and asked, "How long have you been outside the door?"

Yu Ming swallowed his saliva: "I just came."

He handed the note in the direction of the young man, and the young man pinched a corner of the note and looked up at him, as if thinking about the truth of his words, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Fortunately, Song Zui took the note without saying anything. The moment Yu Ming raised his hand, he caught a glimpse of the scar under the young man's sleeve. He almost controlled the urge to escape and left Song Zui's dormitory.

He went back to the dormitory and wiped the sweat off his forehead. The roommate Gao Mingyu who was writing the report on the desk asked disgustedly, "Where did you get the sweat?"

"Go and return Song Zui's notes."

Thinking of what he heard before, Yu Ming's chest was still heaving, and the sweat that had been wiped off came out again.

"Return the notes?" Gao Mingyu's voice revealed disdain, "No one in class pays attention to you, and they will borrow your notes for no reason?"

"it is true."

Yu Ming showed Gao Mingyu the notes taken on his mobile phone, Gao Mingyu glanced at them with surprise and said, "I can't see that you still know Song Zui."

Yu Ming didn't say anything. Strictly speaking, he didn't have any friendship with Song Zui. He only met him twice in the library. Out of vanity, he didn't refute.

"Tell me what he is like." Gao Mingyu, who is keen on gossip, became interested, "Is this kind of genius who doesn't even read books after class?"

"He goes to the library a lot."

"I thought it was some kind of genius." Gao Mingyu's tone showed disappointment, "You know Li Yunnan from class two, right? When you go back to the dormitory, you just play games and still come first in the quiz."

Seeing Gao Mingyu turning his head, Yu Ming didn't know what to do, he was not popular in the class, and this was the first time Gao Mingyu listened carefully to what he said instead of being sarcastic.

He accidentally said: "Do you know what I heard when I went to Song Zui's dormitory today?"

"what?"

"A policeman told him to follow the right path." Yu Ming lowered his voice, "He said he would watch him in the future, maybe he has been in a detention center."

"Did you hear me wrong?"

Gao Mingyu hesitated in his words.

"Don't believe me." Yu Ming couldn't wait to prove that his words were true, "On a hot day, he is the only one who wears long sleeves. I saw his scar hidden under his clothes. It must not be as simple as an ordinary fight."

The scar was obviously the wound left by the knife blade piercing into the flesh, and it almost cut into the artery, which shows how fierce the fight was at that time.

"It's true when you say it." Gao Mingyu recalled the boy sitting by the window in the big class, "Who wears long sleeves in this weather in Shanghai stock market?"

"You must not tell this matter."

Yu Ming reminded Gao Mingyu, Gao Mingyu nodded perfunctorily, and he was very helpless seeing this, Gao Mingyu has always been keen on gossip, as long as Gao Mingyu knows something, it will spread throughout the courtyard the next day.

When he was in public class the next day, he sat in the lecture hall and heard the people in class two behind him discussing in a low voice.

"Have you heard about Song Zui? Looking at Wen Wen's quietness, Gao Mingyu said that he went to the detention center before, no wonder he doesn't communicate with people very much."

"Who is this guy?"

"The person who won No.1 in the Yanda Physics Competition, Mr. Li almost blows him to the sky, he is a juvenile delinquent if he laughs at me to death."

Yu Ming's back was covered in cold sweat when he heard 3, and he hoped that Song Zui would not hear the discussion, but this might be too small, he told himself not to panic, with Song Zui's temperament, he probably wouldn't care about him.

Yin Zihan returned to school on Monday with a lot of canned cat food in his hand. When he walked downstairs to the dormitory, he ran into Wu Zhen: "Hurry up and get it for me."

Because Song Zui went to the library and was not there, Wu Zhen had no choice but to hold the heavy can by his nose, and the two walked upstairs.

When passing by a group of people, he heard Song Zui's name, he stopped in his tracks, and opened his eyes in disbelief when he heard the content.

After returning to the dormitory, he immediately dialed Song Zui's phone number: "Let me tell you one thing, don't rush to get angry, someone spread rumors that you are a juvenile delinquent."

Yin Zihan was silent beside him, unlike Wu Zhen's anger, he felt that 3 was not impossible. He wondered who would be so bold as to expose Brother Song's background, but it must not be their sports student.

Wu Zhen was worried about Song Zui's reaction, but the boy on the phone just said plainly, "I know."

Song Zui hung up the phone.

There was a whispered discussion behind him.

"Did you see it? He is Song Zui. It has been spread in the courtyard today that he has been in the detention center. I don't know if he hurt someone or killed someone."

"I did see the police enter his dormitory yesterday, saying that the school does not expel students who have committed crimes? I am afraid of the same dormitory building as him."

"He looked over."

Song Zui glanced at the crowd indifferently, he slowly put away his books, put on his schoolbag and walked towards the dormitory building.

He thought that he had helped Yu Ming anyway, and Yu Ming would keep his secrets secret, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

Every time he has any expectations for this world, there is always a voice in his mind saying coldly, you see, human nature is so bad.

He returned to his dormitory, Yin Zihan was busy asking who leaked the news, Wu Zhen stood up from his chair and asked, "Do you want to ask a counselor to deal with it?"

"Need not."

Song Zui went to the balcony to repair the flower branches. This cluster of sunflowers had already bloomed very lushly, but after repairing the flower branches, he was still holding a sharp knife in his hand.

Yu Ming returned to the dormitory anxiously after class, he couldn't help complaining to Gao Mingyu: "Didn't I tell you not to tell others?"

"It's not that you don't know my temperament." Gao Mingyu said nonchalantly, "Say a few words and you won't kill anyone."

As soon as he said these words, there was a steady knock on the door of the dormitory. Yu Ming and Gao Mingyu looked at each other when they heard the knock.

"Go and open the door."

"You go."

The two shied away from each other, because no one wanted to open the door and pretended not to hear it. After a while, the knock on the door stopped, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

However, this tone was not completely relieved, and the door was kicked open with a bang!In the smoke and dust of the wood, the young man with red phoenix eyes appeared outside the door holding a knife.

Most of the time, those beautiful red phoenix eyes are slightly drooping, showing that 3's whole face is not aggressive, but now the tails of the eyes are indifferently raised, with a sense of awe-inspiring coldness.

Yu Ming couldn't help taking two steps back, leaning against the wall reassured him: "I didn't say it on purpose, I'm especially grateful for how you said it."

Song Zui looked at Yu Ming and said calmly, "If you really thought so, you wouldn't say it."

Yu Ming choked when he heard the words.

He looked at the knife in Song Zui's hand and his scalp was numb. He was not the boy who was friendly to others in the library at all. His lips and tongue were extremely dry, and he was afraid that the knife would fall on his head.

The sweat on his back wet his clothes, he told himself no way, no one in school would have the guts, but what about outside school?

Yu Ming's heart was full of fear and regret, he shouldn't have told Gao Mingyu about this as a show off, it was already too late to regret it now, he didn't dare to talk to the expressionless Song Zui, as if he was just a prey to be targeted .

Suddenly the boy raised his hand and threw the knife at him. The knife drew a beautiful parabola in the air, aiming at his head!

Yu Ming stared at the tip of the knife so frightened that 3's face turned pale, and before the tip of the knife touched his hair, he immediately passed out.

The boy just picked up the knife and said, "It's boring."

Gao Mingyu next to him was so frightened that 3's pants were almost wet. Fortunately, Song Zui didn't notice his presence, and left the dormitory holding the knife handle.

Song Zui paused when he walked out of the dormitory, not missing the deep fear in the eyes of the people around him, as if he was looking at a monster.

He Shanting sat on a chair and looked at the documents while drinking water. He frowned when he saw a merger and acquisition case, and put the Sikkim porcelain cup on the table.

When he wanted to pick up the cup again, he saw Song Tiantian immersed himself in licking the water in the porcelain cup. He carried the cat out the door expressionlessly, and was about to throw it back to Song Zui.

He condescended to the filthy boys' dormitory, Wu Zhen recognized him and asked, "Are you here to find Song Zui?"

He Shanting nodded slightly.

Wu Zhen's face showed embarrassment: "He's not in the dormitory now, he might be in a bad mood after hearing something."

"What?"

Wu Zhen carefully chose his words: "Gao Mingyu from the third class spread the rumor that he was a juvenile delinquent in the detention center, and it spread in the courtyard today."

He felt that his voice fell, and the man in front of him suddenly looked indifferent. He carefully comforted him: "Song Zui doesn't seem to care."

He Shanting didn't speak, and walked out pinching the nape of Song Tiantian's neck. Song Tiantian could only watch the canned cat food on the table and walk away from him.

Gao Mingyu managed to free himself from his fear, and Yu Ming, who fell on the ground, also regained consciousness. Just when they thought the nightmare was about to end, the door was suddenly opened.

A blue-eyed man with a cat in his arms walked into the dormitory, and covered Ying Ting's nose with a white handkerchief as if he thought it was dirty.

"Who is Gao Mingyu?"

Seeing the man's cold gaze sweeping over, Yu Ming immediately pointed to Gao Mingyu, Gao Mingyu glared at Yu Ming before turning his head and said to the visitor: "I don't know you."

"Of course you don't have the right to know me." He Shanting's voice was cool, "Is it Song Zui who spread the rumor?"

Gao Mingyu immediately denied: "I didn't spread rumors. A policeman did come to Song Zui yesterday and warned him not to commit crimes and be a good man. I'm just telling the truth."

Yu Ming timidly added from the sidelines: "Founding rumors is legally responsible. If we say we are spreading rumors, we have to produce evidence. Check the files and it will be clear."

If Song Zui had committed a crime, it would definitely be recorded in the file. Although he was not completely sure, it was not an easy task to apply to check the file.

Unexpectedly, the man with a mixed-race face raised his eyebrows: "Then check."

Intense shock appeared in Yu Ming's eyes, and what shocked him even more was that the headmaster checked the files himself and treated the man in front of him respectfully.

Before he thought about the identity of the man, the principal opened the file bag.

The file shows that the young man was born in the backward and poor Shannan. He went to junior high school in Shannan Village. Three years ago, he transferred to the best high school in Shanghai. His total score was No.1 in the first year of senior high school, with only a perfect score in physics. In the third year of senior high school, he remained at The top ten in age, this is still a situation where Chinese is holding back.

Song Zui's experience seems like a mystery. He doesn't know why a young man from a poor family can transfer to Shanghai from Shannan.

The most important point is that the juvenile's file is clean and there is no criminal record. Yu Ming panicked.

He clearly remembered the tone of the policeman in 3 who said he would watch the boy, not the tone he spoke to the junior, but the tone of warning the suspect, but why the file was clean.

Seeing that the momentum was not good, Gao Mingyu immediately shirked his responsibility: "Yu Ming swore to tell me, otherwise I wouldn't have said it everywhere."

"I didn't spread it so widely." Yu Ming explained anxiously.

He Shanting was not interested in listening to the excuses of the two juniors, so he interrupted them plainly: "You two can talk to the lawyer if you have anything to say, and I will directly sue for spreading rumors."

Yu Ming was frightened and fell straight on the floor when he heard the words, Gao Mingyu didn't go anywhere, he almost sat on the floor and didn't cry.

Upon seeing this, Principal Zhou criticized sharply: "I regret it at this time, why didn't I think clearly at the time?"

When the two students were picked up by the school doctor, Principal Zhou tried to persuade them: "Why are you bothering with two students who are eighteen or nineteen years old?"

"Song Zui has suffered a lot in the past, but he has survived." He Shanting lowered his eyes, "But people's ability to bear is limited. I don't want this to be the last straw that breaks the camel's back."

"He doesn't care about me."

Song Zui sat on the roof of the library, which was the highest place in Shanghai University, and he could have a panoramic view of the entire school next to the mountain.

But instead of looking down, he looked up at the bright stars in the sky, and the star Chang Gung lit up in the southwest, also known as Aphrodite in the west.

His phone kept ringing but he didn't want to answer it. He was afraid of revealing his emotions to A Ting, and he was used to wiping the blood off the blade by himself.

He has no thoughts of getting depressed, or has never had such thoughts, he just needs to sit for a while, just sit for a while.

The young man on the rooftop stared at the gradually darkening sky in a daze. The phone rang one after another, and it didn't ring again after a while.

He breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time felt a bit lost, at this moment the phone rang again, but it wasn't A Ting's call but the counselor's call.

"where are you?"

He thought there was something important, so he couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?"

"Your father is looking for you."

Song Zui wondered when he had a father, and suddenly heard a man's frivolous voice behind him: "Why doesn't your son answer Dad's phone?"

He turned around and saw a handsome face, those blue-gray eyes filled with starlight could be said to be affectionate, he didn't expect that the other party would find this place, turned around and said righteously: "I don't like such jokes , can’t be called a son.”

The other party bowed his head and said hello.

He sat on the edge of the roof with his calves dangling, put one hand on top of his head and rubbed it lightly, and the man behind him bent down and whispered in his ear.

"Why don't you answer the phone, baby?"