Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

After a few months of high school life, Li Rong almost forgot that Cen Wei is ruthless to others, and he is also ruthless to himself.

Cen Xiao will probably never learn to rely on acting like a baby to get preferential treatment for himself.

Li Rong rubbed his sore neck, and asked lazily: "They said that the new instant pork chop rice in the supermarket is delicious, do you want to try it?"

Cen Xiao relaxed his expression, hid his left arm under the table, and picked up the phone with his right hand: "Let's go."

He was about to get up when Li Rong glanced at his left arm, then raised his eyes quickly, and called him: "Hey, I won't go to the cafeteria, there is a smell of oily smoke and I have to wash my coat, let's eat in class. "

The school has relatively loose control over the third year of high school. Considering that they are under a lot of pressure to study, some explicitly prohibited rules also turn a blind eye to them.

In the third year of high school, you can bring your mobile phone, don’t wear school uniforms, have long hair, and eat in class, as long as you clean up, no class teacher will care.

Cen Wei: "Anything is fine."

"You wait in the class. I'll go and buy it. It's so cold outside. There's no need to go downstairs." Li Rong immediately took Cen Wei's words, stood up neatly, put on his coat, and covered his neck tightly, revealing only a pair of clothes. Eye.

He could tell that Cen Xiao's expression was not particularly natural just by standing up, which meant that there must be other injuries on his body.

Cen Ling glanced at him meaningfully, but didn't insist, and relaxed and leaned on the chair: "Yes."

But generally it is not necessary to go downstairs, Li Rong must have urged Jianfu or him to go.

Li Rong put his hand into his pocket, and touched the change in his pocket.

He somehow had the illusion of taking care of his sick girlfriend.

This scene is really special for him and Cen Xiao.

Li Rong walked out of the classroom and followed the thick stream of people. When he walked unhurriedly to the entrance of the supermarket, he realized that it was full of people.

It turns out that not only the cafeteria is full during dinner time, but also many students who don’t want to spend more time eating, come to the supermarket to buy some fast food, and rush back to the classroom to eat while catching up with homework.

Li Rong squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, went around to the middle of the supermarket, and came out with two big boxes of pork chop rice.

There are a lot of people waiting to pay, but the line is crooked, a bunch of people are crowded at the counter and chattering, and the cashier is also dizzy from the noise, unable to tell who shouted what.

He wandered around randomly, and saw a short man in the crowd wearing round-rimmed glasses, his ears were cold and red, he was crowded by several boys, and he persistently shouted in a quiet voice: "I want two sausages, thank you."

Ji Xiaochuan's voice was quickly drowned in the noisy environment.

She raised her arms high and put her feet up, trying to send the money in her hand to the cashier. Her thick and uneven bangs stuck to her temples, but her big round eyes were exposed.

She had been standing in front of the cashier for a long time, but she couldn't grab anyone else, and she was too embarrassed to grab it, so she had to watch helplessly as a male classmate who looked like a locust crossing the border took her place.

Li Rong stood in the line, watching quietly.

Someone behind him was complaining——

"It's so annoying, can't the supermarket open more cash registers, they are crowded into a group every day."

"Let's save costs, and besides, there are too many people at dinner time, so there is no one in class."

"I think quite a few people don't line up. They really have no quality. Whose time is not precious, they are the only ones who are in a hurry."

"At that time, let's not let it go. If we let it go, it will be endless."

"Well, hurry up. I don't think the cashier can tell who is first and who is second. The girl has been waiting for a long time and no one pays attention to her."

……

The line finally arrived at Li Rong, Li Rong put two servings of pork chop rice on the counter, when Yu Guangyun saw Ji Xiaochuan stamped his feet anxiously, his eyes were almost red with anger.

He looked back, and was just about to speak when someone took a box of xylitol near the cashier, and without waiting, threw the money and sugar in front of the customer service.

"I'll just have one candy, count it for me first, soon."

The cashier was so busy that he was dizzy, and subconsciously grabbed his money and wanted to help him check out.

Li Rong pushed the pork chop rice forward violently, and his voice was not warm: "You don't take my money, are you planning to give it to me for nothing?"

The cashier paused, seeing that the main line seemed to be at Li Rong's place, she hesitated.

The boy was not very happy: "The money I gave was just right, and I took it away after she collected the money. If I have the time, I can pay an extra beep."

Li Rong ignored him, and directly asked the crooked long line behind him: "He doesn't line up, do you agree?"

"Line up behind!"

"Who doesn't line up, shameless, everyone is waiting!"

"I disagree, go back!"

"Hurry up, don't waste time, hurry up and line up!"

"Who's quality is so poor, which class?"

……

The boy became angry from embarrassment, and stared at Li Rong: "Who are you, why don't you go online!"

"Hey, hey, what's the matter, you have a reason to jump in the queue, go to the back and wait in line!"

Someone grabbed the boy by the collar and dragged him away from Li Rong.

Li Rong glanced at the boy, and saw Xu Song, who had come to him to make up lessons before.

Xu Songchang was tall and burly, he looked like he could bluff people, and the boy immediately became short of breath.

In fact, Xu Song himself didn't care whether someone jumped in line at all, anyway, with his body, he definitely couldn't suffer.

But he was not happy to see others join Li Rong's team. After all, he followed Li Rong to make up lessons, and his grades improved a lot. Li Rong is his own person, and his position must be close or distant.

Li Rong silently relaxed his wrist.

Since someone is in the lead, there is no need for him to do it.

The boy dared not speak out, he could fight Li Rong alone, but he couldn't hold back the anger of the crowd, his face turned red and then pale, and finally he threw Tang away amidst the constant scolding, and ran away angrily.

The cashier held the money that the boy left on the counter with a dull expression.

The supermarket is a mess every night, but everyone tacitly tolerates it, and no one takes it seriously. This is the first time that someone took the lead in driving away the students who jumped in line.

Li Rong took the lead, and with the support of the honest people behind him, those who tried to grab the front row did not dare to stand up against the wind, so they had to stand silently at the end of the line.

Xu Song touched his chest, and said with concern: "Brother Rong, are you alright?"

Li Rong smiled warmly: "Well, it's okay." He looked away, took out money from the pocket of his cotton coat, and said to the cashier, "Two pork chop rice, and two roast sausages."

This time, the cashier quickly settled the bill for him, and packed him two hot sausages in a plastic bag.

Li Rong took the sausage and handed it directly to Ji Xiaochuan.

Ji Xiaochuan was stunned for a moment, looking up at Li Rong with his eyes wide open.

Li Rongnu pouted: "I'll give you the sausage and give me the money."

Ji Xiaochuan took the sausage slowly, spread out his palms, and held the four yuan that he had been clutching for a long time to Li Rong.

Li Rong calmly took the sweaty money and put it into his pocket: "Next time, don't stand around stupidly, ask someone you know for help."

Ji Xiaochuan held up the sausage, pointed it at his nose, and asked dazedly, "Are we acquaintances?"

Li Rong shook his head helplessly, put the plastic bag containing the pork chop rice on his wrist, pushed aside the crowd and walked out: "I think it counts, what do you think?"

Ji Xiaochuan pursed her lips hard, her eyes sparkled, and said cautiously: "Forget it?" She paused, pushed the thick round-frame glasses with her wrist, and added firmly and excitedly, "I think it's forgot!"

Li Rong waved her hand: "Oh, then I'll go back to class first."

"Okay!" Ji Xiaochuan waved to him vigorously.

Li Rong didn't mean to lie to Ji Xiaochuan, he walked downstairs, stopped, and subconsciously looked up at the brightly lit classroom, and the figures of running and playing frolicked through the transparent glass of the experimental class from time to time.

Figures dangled around, but there was no Cen Xiao.

He looked at the window and frowned, and sighed softly under the cover of night.

However, he quickly adjusted his mentality, turned his head resignedly, and walked to the infirmary.

When Gu Tian came to find fault, Cen Wei also brought him a plaster. He just had a good habit of reciprocating courtesy and didn't really care about it.

In the evening, the school hospital was closed, and only one infirmary was open.

Li Rong walked to the door, knocked on the window, called the dozing doctor on duty, and put down his student card: "I want a tube of ointment for bruises, promoting blood circulation and removing stasis."

The doctor on duty looked him up and down, frowned and asked, "Where is the injury?"

The medicines in the school infirmary are subsidized by the state, which are much cheaper than outside pharmacies, so the card is also strict when purchasing.

Li Rong's expression remained unchanged: "Thigh root."

Doctor on duty: "..."

He swallowed the "show me" that was about to blurt out.

He didn't know how Li Rong could hurt that kind of place, but it was really not suitable for watching.

Two minutes later, Li Rong put the ointment in his pocket, and left the infirmary with pork chop rice.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he found that Cen Xiao was fumbling with his mobile phone with his head down.

Cen Wei didn't notice that Li Rong came back, he was replying to Jian Fu.

[Re: Brother, let me tell you a secret, someone celebrates his birthday the day after tomorrow! 】

[Cen Wei: Li Rong. 】

[Response: Fuck, you know that too? 】

[Cen Wei: Why do you know. 】

[Simplified: ... I don't know, Lin Qin said, we just went to buy a birthday present for the giant panda, do you know what he likes? 】

[Cen Wei: Anything is fine. 】

[Simplified: Don't, Lin Qin is still willing to choose for him, if he doesn't like it, what a disappointment. 】

[Cen Wei: It's okay, you can't give him what he wants. 】

[Brief summary: ...]

As soon as Jian Fu and Lin Qin arrived at the pedestrian street, they had a major disagreement over birthday presents.

Lin Qin wanted to give Li Rong a landscape painting with elegant artistic conception. He felt that a master of learning like Li Rong must be full of literary and artistic cells and noble sentiments.

But Jian Fu thinks that skis are more suitable for boys, because he likes skiing.

Lin Qin was too lazy to argue with him, and wanted to go to the studio on his own, but Jian Fu just grabbed his arm and turned him to the sports brand store.

The two chattered on the street, their clothes disheveled, which attracted many meaningful looks.

Lin Qin couldn't resist him, so he had to go to the sports brand store with him. As a result, Jian Fu had a great time choosing, and he didn't forget to explain skiing knowledge to Lin Qin eloquently.

Lin Qin was dizzy and full of despair when he heard this, and felt that he was an idiot for agreeing to buy gifts with Jian Fu.

Li Rong tilted his head, pulled off the scarf, shook the damp breath on it, and put two pork chop rice on the table.

Cen Xiao immediately put down the phone and covered the chat interface: "Why is it taking so long?"

Li Rong sniffed, handed a copy to Cen Wei, and said naturally: "There are so many people, we have been queuing for a long time."

Cen Wei tore off the wrapping paper with one hand, lifted the lid, and was about to stand up to fetch water, when Li Rong muttered: "I'll go, I'll go, your...don't get burned."

Cen Wei raised his eyebrows slightly: "Since when have I been so fragile in your eyes?"

Li Rong stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Cen Wei, pursed his lips, and calmly said: "When I'm in a good mood."

He took Cen Xiao's lunch box, ran twice, filled the lunch box with water, gave one to himself, and placed the other in front of Cen Xiao.

The quick-heated pork chop rice is certainly not as good as a regular restaurant, but the taste of this one is really good. It is rare that the pork chops inside are still crispy and delicate.

Li Rong lowered his head and looked down, took a bite of the pork chop, and scooped some rice grains mixed with curry sauce.

When he was almost done chewing, he suddenly said lightly, "Would you like to visit my dormitory?"

Cen Xiao stopped with his right hand, resting his chopsticks on the rice, his eyes darkened: "You want me to go to your dormitory?"

The flowing air seemed to be subtly stagnant for a moment, and the scorching eyes roasted the embracing air into a sweet and fragrant smell, making people dizzy.

Li Rong licked his oily lips with the tip of his tongue, put one hand in his pocket, and gently rubbed the ointment.

He obviously had an aboveboard reason, why couldn't he not help thinking about it when he said it?

But it does sound like an invitation.

He and Cen Wei have indulged in love for two years, but they haven't tried the hard and simple dormitory play yet.

An overly wealthy family limited Cen Xiao's ability to open up maps.

Li Rong unscrewed the thermos cup, drank a few sips of water in a serious manner, and said calmly, "Will you go or not?"

But he was not at peace. After all, he was an adult with a lot of experience, and the person who accumulated experience with him was by his side.

As an adult, it is normal to tacitly think of indescribable behavior, and getting along with Cen Xiao as a high school student sometimes really tests his acting skills too much.

Cen Xiao looked away calmly, didn't say anything, just took a big piece of pork chop and chewed.

But Li Rong knew that his answer was, go.