hello little angel

Jiang He felt dull pain all over his body, as if his bones had been smashed and reassembled. He was in a daze of pain. He heard someone calling his name. replaced by a female voice, and a mournful roar like weeping blood came out from his throat——

"Oh, the doctor said just now that you won't wake up for a while."

Escaping from the nightmare, Jiang He's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He opened his eyes suddenly, and what caught his sight was the snow-white ceiling, and an old woman who was peeling apples in front of the bed, noble and peaceful, looking at him with some surprise. .

"Don't move around, little student, I'll help you sit down." Aunt Xu fixed the pillow for the boy, and talked to him about the doctor's order. Looking at the time, it was five past nine, and the little student hadn't eaten anything before. I hurried out to buy breakfast again.

Jiang He had a splitting headache and was struggling to recall what happened last night.He still remembered that he was blocked in the alley by those people, his two fists were no match for his four hands, no matter how he resisted, he was finally beaten unconscious by a stick, after that...

"Hiss—" The more he thought about it, the more painful his head became. Jiang He touched the gauze on his head. The wound on his head had been neatly wrapped up, and even the scratches and abrasions on his limbs had been carefully and properly applied with medicine.

Looking around, this is a spacious solitary ward, the windows are open, you can see a large piece of sky without hindrance, there is a TV and sofa against the wall, there is a vase by the bed, and there is a bouquet of white carnations.

The air in the room was clean and smelled good, Jiang He took a deep breath, and fell down on the soft pillow behind his back.This is a place for rich people to live in, but for some reason, he got in here...

There was a sound of opening the door, and it was the old lady who came in. She was well dressed, her short silver hair was neatly combed behind her ears, and she wore a pearl clip to match the earlobe and the jewelry on her neck.The old woman looked gentle, and Jiang He felt that she should have been sent to the hospital by this old man.

"Thank you..." After receiving a bowl of pork bone porridge, Jiang He was a little embarrassed. The kindness from the stranger made him restless, "Thank you...for bringing me to the hospital."

"Little classmate, don't you remember?" Aunt Xu put the peeled apples into the fruit plate, with a smile on her face: "It wasn't me who brought you here last night, it was my young master, Zhao Xingyu, he said you It's his classmate, remember? Xiao Yu called me in the morning and asked me to take care of you, and when I came, he rushed to school, and only told you to send him a message when you woke up."

"He's been here all night?"

"That's right, you held onto Xiao Yu's hand and refused to let go, and you didn't let go until morning, did you have a nightmare?

"...No." The voice I heard at the beginning was from Chao Xingyu.

Jiang He had complicated thoughts, knowing that he owed a huge debt of favor, and he had to find a way to pay it off as soon as possible.

"Such a handsome face, it's a pity that it took a lot of fighting, look..." Aunt Xu arranged the fruit plate, pulled out a tissue to wipe her hands, and said in a calm voice unique to the elderly: "Little classmate, you and Xiao Yu usually get along with each other." My friends are not very similar, so Grandma can't help nagging, please take care of me."

"The hospital has always been a bad place. I haven't been here a few times since I was a child. The family is very protective, so I don't want him to appear in the hospital at all, whether he comes by himself or with others. Little classmate, do you understand what Grandma means?"

The cicadas kept singing outside the window, and the suffocating heat rushed into the ward. The apple flesh that had been left on the plate for too long had oxidized and turned yellow.

Jiang He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The originally sweet flesh became slightly astringent. He nodded and didn't say a word.

Aunt Xu: [Xiao Yu, that little classmate insisted on being discharged from the hospital, and he seems to be fine. 】

discharge?Obviously scarred.

Boy: [I see, Aunt Xu has worked hard, go back and rest]

"System, what was Jiang He like in the original plot?" Zhao Xingyu recalled Jiang He's broken murmur last night, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not leaving', what does he mean?"

[I don't know, he's just a supporting role in the plot line of passers-by, and he doesn't have much role in it. 】The system carefully searched its own code base, 【But there was someone named Jiang He in the later stage of the plot... it shouldn't be him. 】

"What plot?"

【Hmm... a black boss broke the hero's leg. 】

It's totally possible for one person to fall into contemplation, combined with the usual impression Jiang He gave to everyone, isn't it possible?

"I thought this task was very simple..." The tone was ready to ask questions at any time.

The system felt guilty: [This, I didn't expect this either.Huh... I'm just a useless little system. 】

Because he is a day student, Zhao Xingyu only needs to take two evening classes, and concentrate on studying in class, and pack his schoolbag and leave on time when 21:[-] arrives.

Monday is the day when I go to the shop to deal with the male protagonist as usual, and I was told not to answer, so Uncle Guan became free again.Chao Xingyu stepped out of the school gate, Uncle Guan was indeed not waiting at the school gate, but the one across the street leaning under the lamp, hiding his face in a black guard hat, who wasn't Jiang He?

It's not how familiar Chao Xingyu is with him, but the black hoodie that is full of banditry, which is too prominent among the white and blue school uniforms. Most importantly, from the moment Chao Xingyu stepped out of the school gate, Jiang He's eyes locked him tightly, and he couldn't ignore it.

"Aren't you in pain?" Chao Xingyu stood in front of Jiang He, slightly raised his head to look at his face hidden in the shadows, there was a Band-Aid stuck to the corner of his broken mouth, his cheekbones were bruised, and the eyebrow nails at the peak of his eyebrows were still stained Seeing the coagulated blood makes people feel painful.

"Why are you standing here stupidly? You don't even say a word."

Chao Xingyu moved closer, his pretty face was completely exposed under the street lights, as if glowing.

Jiang He leaned back slightly, not knowing where to look.He finally spoke, his voice sounded like it had been smoked: "I'll pay you back...you helped me in the hospital yesterday."

"Oh, for that matter, you don't have to pay me back. The hospital has shares in my family, so I don't have to pay, and you don't owe me money." Zhao Xingyu said so, and walked forward .

Jiang He hurriedly followed, not too close or far behind him, his tone insisted: "Then I will pay back the favor, I don't like to owe others."

"So stubborn? But I don't need you... Ah yes! There is indeed one thing."

"what's up?"

Chao Xingyu turned around, his big eyes were full of seriousness: "You must never be a black boss, please don't. Can you promise me?"

"...I'm serious." Jiang He was a little taken aback.

"Me too." Chao Xingyu got into the back of the taxi, took the initiative to make room for Jiang He, and waved to him: "Although I was the one who took you to the hospital, I rescued you from the group of people." It's another person. Don't you want to return the favor? I'll take you to find him."

I'm so smart!As long as Jiang He and Qin Xu are on good terms now, even if he becomes the boss in the future, there is no need to worry about him going to trouble Qin Xu, and the mission will not be hindered.

Chao Xingyu felt elated, feeling that he was doing a great good deed, and smiled like a cat who stole a small dried fish.

Jiang He sat down with his long legs curled up, his eyes always fell intentionally or unintentionally on the brilliant Chao Xingyu beside him, he didn't understand how someone could be so clear and clean, making people feel warm just looking at it, like the rising sun, which he couldn't move open your eyes.

There is nothing to talk about between Qin Xu and Jiang He, he saves people like saving cats and dogs, not to mention that if it wasn't for Chao Xingyu, he wouldn't even bother to save cats and dogs.

Jiang He may not be able to understand Chao Xingyu's thoughts and actions, but he can understand the disdain and disregard shown in the gestures of this man named Qin Xu.

How could he need his thanks, I'm afraid that if Lin Xingyu hadn't rescued him last night, even if he died, this man wouldn't take a second look.

"How long will it take for you to leave?" Seeing that the atmosphere between the two was frozen, Zhao Xingyu didn't understand, but he still broke the embarrassment by making a sound at the right time.

Qin Xu took off his mask and could see the child's mind clearly: "There is a new dessert shop across the street, you'll be ready after eating."

Chao Xingyu squinted at him and smiled, grabbed Jiang He and headed towards the dessert shop, asking others as he walked, "Do you like sweets?"

"It's okay." Not really interested.

"Then you are much better than Qin Xu, let me treat you to a sundae."

Zhao Xingyu looked thin, with a slender and straight figure like spring bamboo wrapped in a large school uniform. He seemed to like the loose style very much, and always hid his fingers in the cuffs. When he stood beside Jiang He, he looked even more small.

For such a slender person, when he ate desserts, his appetite and stature seemed completely inconsistent.

According to Jiang He's observations, Zhao Xingyu loves chocolate, whether it's cakes or sundaes, chocolate is the main ingredient.

This is a sizable dessert shop, well decorated, and even gave them a box of small egg tarts, Zhao Xingyu only took a bite, then pushed it away with a frown.

"It's too sweet and the taste is not good."

"Hmm... His chocolate is not delicious, and the cake is also hard."

After a while, before the sundae in front of Jiang He moved, the table was already piled up with all kinds of desserts that Chao Xingyu would not want to eat after taking one bite.A small piece of cake, priced at 88 in the cupboard, a sundae, priced at 45...

Jiang He never understood why sugar would become a luxury in this era, just like he also did not understand why Zhao Xingyu could treat these luxuries as normal at will, or even throw them away.

The environment in which Jiang He grew up was always difficult. When he was a child, in order to have enough to eat, he looked for food from trash cans like a beggar...

"Jiang He, why are you in a daze?"

Chao Xingyu waved his hand in front of him, "Why don't you eat it? Do you not like it? Next time I have a chance, I will take you to eat from that store in the commercial street. It's really delicious!"

"Well, next time..."

There was a light knocking sound from outside the glass window, Qin Xu bent his fingers, and signaled to Chao Xingyu.

"Jiang He, how are you going back later? Do you want me to call a taxi for you?" Chao Xingyu walked towards Qin Xu, and looked back at Jiang He who was behind him.

"No, I'll go back by myself."

"Okay, then see you at school tomorrow, don't be late again."

"know."

Qin Xu rubbed the top of Chao Xingyu's hair as if urging, and his voice seemed lazy: "Young master, can you go or not?"

Chao Xingyu patted the big hand on the front, and joked with him skillfully: "You call me young master, then I must be spoiled, I need others to ask me to do things!"

Jiang He stared at the backs of the two, his eyes unintentionally met Qin Xu who had turned his head, and for almost an instant, contempt and ridicule flashed across Qin Xu's eyes.The unbearableness and inferiority in Jiang He's heart have been exposed, and the things that have just taken shape in his heart have already become crumbling.

Jiang He tasted sour again, very much like the oxidized and yellowed apple that he ate this morning and finally spit it out again.

The author has something to say: poor boy and rich young master, understand?