Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Niu Yayi quickly raised her hand to cover her eyes.

"I... I thought your wrist was injured, so I came here to bring you some medicine." Niu Yayi raised the white plastic bag in her hand.

Ji Xiaohuan was speechless, stared at her with gloomy eyes for a while, and sneered: "Today is really a hell, one or two broke into the bathroom."

one two.......

Niu Yayi loosened her fingers slightly, and carefully looked forward through the gap.

Niu Yayi felt a little unbelievable, she just saw a boy being pushed against the sink by Ji Xiaohuan, the atmosphere between the two was tense, as if they were about to fight in the next second.

When the boy turned his head, his eyes were red and his face was full of tears.

This is nothing.

But that boy seems to be Kuang Mu!

In Niu Yayi's impression, Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan are in different grades and different classes. They seem to be people from two worlds. The most important thing is that Kuang Mu has a cold face in class every day. , the eyes can't wait to grow to the top of the head, full of young master temperament.

No one dared to provoke him, even the teacher wanted to give him three points.

And the crying man just now was really Kuang Mu?

Niu Yayi felt that she might have seen the wrong person, she squinted her eyes and wanted to take another look, but Ji Xiaohuan firmly blocked the person behind her and couldn't see anything.

"You go out and wait for me for a while, I will thank you after I change my clothes." Ji Xiaohuan said with a smile.

Hearing that Ji Xiaohuan wanted to thank her, Niu Yayi was flattered and hurried out with a plastic bag.

Only Kuang Mu and Ji Xiaohuan were left in the bathroom.

Ji Xiaohuan turned his head to look at Kuang Mu, but Kuang Mu tilted his head and didn't want to look at Ji Xiaohuan anymore, his rosy mouth was tightly pressed, his eyelashes were moist, and tears were still streaming down his cheeks.

He was a little tired from crying, and he was able to stabilize his body by supporting the sink with one hand. His face was pale, his chest heaved up and down, and his beautiful white and tender collarbone was half hidden under his collar and trembling violently, like a frightened little white cat. It looks pathetic.

Ji Xiaohuan was suddenly a little irritable.

Kuang Mu is the same as when he was a child, every time he starts to cry, the tears will flow unstoppable, and he can't stop crying. In addition, he is in poor health, has a shallow stomach, and is very delicate. He cried and vomited, and then he suffered from stomach problems, and he could toss and toss for several days, making himself half-dead from the pain.

But Mu also loves to cry.

In the past, Ji Xiaohuan had rich experience, most of the time he would coax Kuang Mu in time before he was about to cry.

If he is not coaxed... then unfortunately, Ji Xiaohuan will be busy serving this little ancestor in the next few days.

In the past, Ji Xiaohuan would never have allowed Kuang Mu to cry like this, but five years have passed, and now Ji Xiaohuan and Kuang Mu are no longer like strangers, and he has no obligation to care about Kuang Mu's life and death.

Ji Xiaohuan hung his hands by his sides, raised his fingertips, and finally clenched them into fists, turned around and walked away cruelly.

Hearing the footsteps of Ji Xiaohuan leaving, Kuang Mu stood there for a long time before realizing that Ji Xiaohuan had left.

Kuang Mu's heart was sour, and suddenly he couldn't stand anymore. He leaned against the wall and looked up at the person in the mirror. His eyes were red and swollen, his face was full of tears, and he looked very embarrassed.

The corners of Kuang Mu's mouth curled up, and he smiled self-deprecatingly. Everyone said that Kuang Mu was good-looking, but now Kuang Mu is not good-looking at all.

There was a sudden discomfort in his stomach, Kuang Mu leaned against the wall, closed his eyes tightly, pinched his tiger's mouth hard, and gritted his teeth to relieve a strong nausea.

At the same time, Kuang Mu couldn't help but be thankful that before he came in to find Ji Xiaohuan, he had already taken painkillers just in case, otherwise he might not even be able to get out of the bathroom door now.

Kuang Mu bent down and poured cold water on his face a few times with his hands, and staggered out of the bathroom.

He walked into the changing room with a little luck, the sky had already started to darken, the light in the changing room was not turned on, the light was a bit dim, and there was no one inside.

Ji Xiaohuan left early.

Kuang Mu looked at the black bag on the wooden bench and then remembered why he came to find Ji Xiaohuan.

It's ridiculous to say that he had the same purpose as Niu Yayi, but instead of sending out the medicine, he was humiliated.

Kuang Mu picked up the plastic bag and threw it into the trash can.

It has been almost an hour since school ended, and almost everyone on campus has left.

Kuang Mu felt top-heavy all the way home, and the cold wind penetrated into his clothes. It was clearly early autumn, but he wrapped his clothes tightly, and his hands and feet were still cold.

When he got to the less crowded road, Kuang Mu felt as if someone was following him behind him. He turned around and saw that it was a student riding a bicycle on the same road.

When Kuang Mu was dizzy, he didn't take it seriously, he didn't even see the face clearly, so he wandered into the community.

The student riding the bicycle stepped on the bicycle twice, and parked the bicycle at the gate of Kuangmu Community. With one foot on the side of the road, he looked up at the tall buildings in front of him, his mouth shut in surprise.

This is the most expensive apartment complex in Ming City, and the people who can live in it are either rich or expensive. As expected, the rumored young master of the Kuang family is indeed rich.

Pang Quan sighed, took out his phone from his pocket, and sent a text message.

——Brother Huan, he's home.

After a while, a text message came back from the phone.

--How about it?

Pang Quan thought for a while, typing with his fingers crackling.

——It feels pretty good, but it looks sleepy, walking absent-mindedly, and almost bumped into someone's barbecue stand, I wonder why he is so sleepy, why didn't he take a taxi home?

It took a while to send this text message before Ji Xiaohuan replied.

--I see.

Seeing Ji Xiaohuan's reply, Pang Quan exaggeratedly sighed.

When they walked out of the campus just now, Ji Xiaohuan stood at the intersection with his hands in his pockets, looking at the campus absent-mindedly, and even didn't hear Qiu Qing talking to him several times.

Later, Qiuqing and Liu Hanwen went to buy milk tea.

Pang Quan's home was not in the same direction as the three of them, he rode his bicycle to say hello to Ji Xiaohuan and planned to leave, but Ji Xiaohuan stopped him.

"Pang Quan."

"En?" Pang Quan turned his head: "What's the matter, Brother Huan."

"Do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

Ji Xiaohuan glanced at the campus again, was silent for a while, and looked back with a cold look: "Help me wait here for Kuang Mu."

"Wait for who?"

"Kuang Mu."

"Kuang Mu???"

"Well, if he comes out later, you follow him and make sure he gets home safely. If he doesn't come out by seven o'clock, you call me."

Pang Quan is not a gossip person, he only thinks that his brother is in trouble, he should help, as for why Ji Xiaohuan asked him to follow Kuang Mu, he didn't want to tell Ji Xiaohuan, he didn't ask too much.

Pang Quan thought for a while, it must have something to do with Qiu Qing, after all Kuang Mu likes Qiu Qing, so Brother Huan wanted to find out about the enemy.

The more Pang Quan thought about it, the more reasonable he felt. He put away his phone, turned around and rode away on his bike.

Kuang Mu returned home and finished talking on the phone with Aunt Sun, then sat by the bed in a daze.

Back and forth in his head were the words Ji Xiaohuan said to him in the afternoon, and those words lingered in Kuang Mu's ears, making Kuang Mu upset.

Kuang Mu got up and walked around the room twice, finally he came to the desk, looking through the drawers to find some books to distract himself.

Opening the first drawer under the desk, a black notebook was revealed.

This book...

Kuang Mu's fingers trembled. He lowered his eyes and let out a breath from his chest. After making up his mind, he took out the black notebook and opened it on the desk.

It was a newspaper clipping book with four to five hundred pages, and all the photos of Ji Xiaohuan were pasted inside.

This is the black book that Kuang Mu has collected all the information about Ji Xiaohuan in the past five years.

In the beginning, Kuang Mu knew about Ji Xiaohuan from the newspapers. Ji Xiaohuan was so outstanding that he always appeared in newspapers or school websites because of various awards.

Later, Ji Xiaohuan went to Luoya High School and became a famous figure in the school. People often secretly took photos of him and uploaded them to the Post Bar or the campus network.

Kuang Mu printed out all the photos about him and looked at them all the time.

For so many years, Kuang Mu relied on these things to spy on Ji Xiaohuan's life.

He felt like a pervert huddled in a corner, greedily wanting to take another look at Ji Xiaohuan, looking nostalgic for the beauty of the past.

Kuang Mu hated such a self from the bottom of his heart, but he was powerless to resist.

Kuang Mu casually turned to a page. It was a photo from February this year, and it was also the first time that Ji Xiaohuan and Qiu Qing's relationship was published.

The school flower and the school grass are together, which is a sensational gossip in Luoya High School.

Kuang Mu still remembered the title of that post very clearly.

--shock!Luo Ya's current boyfriend turned out to be him!

The name is the same as the entertainment magazines in the early years, vulgar and eye-catching.

That day Kuang Mu wandered around the post bar, but couldn't find anything related to Ji Xiaohuan, so he randomly clicked on this popular post.

When the post was opened, Kuang Mu's hand holding the mouse began to tremble.

There are two photos in the post.

In the photo, it is the time of the New Year, and there are large snowflakes floating in the sky.

Ji Xiaohuan was wearing a black down jacket, and with a gentle expression, he stretched out his hand to pluck the snowflakes from Qiu Qing's hair, while Qiu Qing smiled sweetly.

The second picture shows two people embracing each other in the snow, behind them is a street with a row of lanterns, which is beautiful like an art photo.

Kuang Mu felt uncomfortable, but he still printed these two photos.

Now that Kuang Mu looked at this photo, his already hard-to-suppressed dryness burst forth from his heart. He picked up a pen from the table and painted on Qiu Qing's face as if venting his anger.

Kuang Mu used a lot of strength, and he didn't stop when the notebook was broken.

Painted and painted, two drops of water dripped on the notebook.

Kuang Mu was stunned for a moment, and a strong jealousy suddenly ignited in his heart. He picked up the book and slammed it on the ground. The book bounced twice on the ground, the spine of the book was bent, and several photos flew out.

In the photo, Ji Xiaohuan is standing on the high platform of the flag-raising ceremony to speak, holding a microphone in his hand, smiling faintly at the corner of his mouth, calm and handsome.

Kuang Mu looked at those photos, and suddenly regretted it. He hurried to pick up the dropped photos, and he didn't even bother to wear slippers on his bare feet.

Kuang Mu squatted on the ground and just picked up the first photo and then stopped moving. He stared fixedly at Ji Xiaohuan in the photo, and after a while he raised his arms to cover his eyes, and his shoulders began to shrug slightly.

how so.

Kuang Mu believes that he is emotionally indifferent and has a strong ability to control his emotions.

But as long as he encounters something about Ji Xiaohuan, he can never control his emotions.

His tears, his smile, everything about him, like a worthless toy, will always be in Ji Xiaohuan's hands, playing with it wantonly.

Really worthless.

Kuang Mu laughed while crying, his mouth raised a beautiful arc, and cursed in a low voice: "You are really crazy, Kuang Mu."