Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

After eating a quick hot meal, the bell rang for evening self-study.

Li Rongchao glanced at Jianfu and Lin Qin's seats. They haven't come back yet, so it seems that they don't plan to study by themselves at night.

Lin Qin was quite surprised that he got along well with Jian Fu.

Lin Qin used to be tolerant to everyone and had a surprisingly good temper, but recently, probably because he has figured out Jian Fu's carefree and ungrateful personality, sometimes he couldn't help but swear at Jian Fu or roll his eyes silently.

Of course Jian Fu didn't take it to heart.

Yang Fenfang stepped on high heels, holding in her arms the must-read "Let Life Be Less Grumpy", which she stared at during evening self-study, stood at the door, raised her chin slightly, and walked around the class with a serious expression.

Her eyes fell on Jianfu's vacant seat, and she frowned and asked, "What did Jianfu do? I wonder if the class bell rang?"

The students in the class looked left and right, but no one noticed when Jian Fu went out.

Li Rong raised his eyes and looked at Yang Fenfang, with a natural expression, he replied, "He's gone to make up lessons."

During the general review period of the third year of senior high school, many students would find teachers inside and outside the school to make up lessons alone, and sometimes had to take up the evening self-study time, so basically the number of self-study students every day was not complete, but they would ask Yang Fenfang for leave in advance.

Yang Fenfang frowned, and looked at Li Rong suspiciously: "Jian makes up lessons? What kind of lessons does he have to recruit?"

Li Rong didn't panic at all, he pushed Cen Xiao with his elbow, and smiled innocently, "What do you think?"

When Cen Wei was suddenly pushed out, he just took a deep look at Li Rong, and then turned to Yang Fenfang and said solemnly: "DanBoneh's cryptography protocol."

Yang Fenfang: "..." She couldn't understand at all, and she didn't intend to ask more questions just in case she was timid.

Yang Fenfang: "Okay, let him tell me before the next make-up class, don't run away, do you still have some discipline?"

Li Rong turned his head slightly and lowered his voice: "Is he really learning cryptography?"

Cen Xiao also lowered his voice very softly, his lips barely moving: "It's made up."

Yang Fenfang walked to the podium, put the book down, put her hands on the countertop, and said to the remaining students in the class: "Speaking of make-up lessons, some teachers told me that some students in their class followed my class monitor to study by themselves. Grades improved quickly.

I have been emphasizing to you all the time that you need to ask more students who are good at learning to see how they study, what learning methods they have, and what exercises they have done. As a result, no one in our class listened to it, and the cheapness was taken up by other classes.You usually communicate with the monitor more often, Li Rong, you also help your classmates, do you hear me? "

Li Rong smiled and nodded: "Okay, the advertisement on the door of my dormitory should still be circulating on the forum, please search [At the beginning, it was said that someone who pays the IQ tax is a fool, how did I hear that there are more than a dozen fools? ] You can find this post.”

Cen Xiao was lowering his head to repeat the news to Jane, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his lips when he heard the words.

Classmates: "..."

Yang Fenfang coughed twice in embarrassment, and cut off the topic: "Okay, hurry up and study by yourself."

But Yang Fenfang reminded Li Rong that he hasn't given these ten people a holiday yet.

Li Rong sent a message in the small group——

[Don't come to the dormitory to find me today, I have something to do. 】

Several ok emoticons were sent intermittently in the group, and Li Rong confirmed that most people had received them before closing the group chat.

After evening self-study and school, Li Rong straightened his backpack, put one hand in his pocket, and gently grasped the tube of ointment.

"You probably haven't been to the school dormitory yet."

Cen Wei was lowering his head to draw the papers on the table. After hearing Li Rong's words, he paused, his eyelids twitched slightly, and then said calmly, "Well, it's a little far away."

Li Rong tilted his head slightly, remained silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "But do you know that the dormitory is in good condition?"

He also lived in a dormitory for a while in his previous life, and he suddenly thought, did Cen Wei at that time also know that the dormitory was in good condition?

Cen Ling finished loading the paper with one hand, put the bag on his right shoulder, stood up with his left hand hanging down, and said in a normal tone, "Every student in middle school A knows."

Li Rong nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, that's it."

From the teaching building to the student dormitory, you have to pass through a small forest, a cafeteria, and a basketball hall.

It takes about 10 minutes to walk, and there is a 24-hour mobile newsstand on the road. If you are hungry at night, you can come here to buy pancakes.

The street lights in the campus are very dim, and the ground and steps can barely be seen clearly, and there are scattered leaves on the ground that cannot be cleaned in time.

Li Rong couldn't walk fast, but walked slowly, completely different from his previous life where every second counted.

He used to pay little attention to dim streetlights, mossy steps, wet tree trunks and scattered leaves. He didn't want to waste time on meaningless and unprofitable things.

The family changes and Cen Xiao's sudden intrusion also forced him to become a little more numb and indifferent, so as not to let his emotions be involved.

But many changes have taken place in this life, and he has gradually begun to enjoy and get used to the details of life that please him.

When he arrived at the gate of the dormitory, Li Rong looked at the bright LED lights in the lobby, and slightly raised his lips: "I heard that there used to be boys who secretly brought their girlfriends in and did some indescribable things, which caused special damage to the school. It has a bad influence, so the dormitory supervisor is very strict, and every student has to check their documents. You don't have a dormitory certificate, a while..."

Li Rong paused, turned his face, and gave Cen Wei a sly look.

Cen Wei rolled his Adam's apple lightly, met Li Rong's gaze, and did not flinch at all, but instead said with deep meaning: "I'll say in a moment, we didn't come to do that."

Li Rong's smile deepened, the tip of his tongue lightly brushed his lower lip, and said deliberately: "Why don't I say, I'm bringing a 'boyfriend'."

Cen Wei was taken aback at first, but the astonishment only flashed by, and the deep and elusive smile returned to his eyes: "Okay."

It's a pity that the unexpected brilliant ideas of the two of them were useless. When the auntie of the dormitory saw that there were two boys coming in, she just looked up and didn't ask any more questions.

Of course, the two people who did not intend to do what they said did not regret it.

When he arrived at the dormitory, Li Rong took out the key to open the door, and raised his hand to turn on the light.

Cen Xiao stepped in from the gap beside him, and smelled a faint fragrance of laundry beads.

On the small balcony, Li Rong's clothes were hung to dry.

The size of the dormitory is indeed not small, originally it could accommodate four people, but now Li Rong only lives in one.

In the center of the dormitory is a huge study table, which is clean and free of any debris.

This is probably where Li Rong earned extra money to make up for his lessons.

Li Rong pushed the door closed casually, slid his fingers to the lock and twisted it, then turned to Cen Wei and said, "Take off your clothes."

Cen Wei turned his head, glanced at the locked door and Li Rong's rolled up sleeves, and chuckled lightly: "What did you say?"

This scene is kind of funny.

He was brought to the dormitory by Li Rong, Li Rong immediately locked the door, and couldn't wait to let him take off his clothes, as if he wanted to force him to do something.

Li Rong leaned his back against the door, slowly took out the tube of ointment from his pocket, held it between his fingers, and said in an ambiguous tone: "In the situation you think, when I can easily put you down, it might be possible." occur."

When Cen Wei looked at the familiar bruise ointment, he knew that his injuries had not been hidden from Li Rong.

In fact, he also painted himself, but it will take a while to fully recover.

Cen Ling raised his hand to the collar, and with a flick of his fingers, he unbuttoned a button: "It's probably very difficult to happen."

He has been trained in physical fitness since he was a child, unlike a spoiled young master like Li Rong, Li Rong wants to surpass him, it is probably as difficult as he wants to surpass Li Rong in the field of scientific research.

With a smile on his face, Li Rong said mysteriously, "That's not necessarily true."

Cen Xiao took off his coat, threw it on the table casually, and began to untie the sweater inside.

Li Rong slowly suppressed his smile, followed his fingers with his eyes, inch by inch, watching the scenery that kept opening up.

Cen Xiao's waist and abdomen were strong and flexible, and the abdominal muscles gradually emerged and tightened slowly with the lifting of the upper arms.

His skin is a healthy yellow-white color, and his body fat percentage is very low. If it weren't for those horrific scars, it would definitely be a very pleasing sight.

Li Rong couldn't help but slightly frowned, and lost the slightest bit of fantasies.

Cen Xiao's left rib to the bottom of the collarbone was covered with intermittent purple bruises, especially the large scar on the ribs. Just by looking at the blood spots floating on the surface of the skin, one could probably guess how painful it was when he was just injured.

No wonder he didn't even get up naturally.

In addition to the wound on the chest, there are countless bruises, scrapes, scratches, and bruises on the back. It can be seen that these injuries have been going on for a few days, because I am young and my body is working overtime to recover.

If it was the previous life, their research team had better products to treat bruises, but now, the medicine has not been produced, so they can only use this tube in their hands to replace it.

Li Rong pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Who hurt the prince of the third district like this, do you still want to live?"

Cen Wei said lightly: "It's not as serious as you think, it's just a skin trauma."

Li Rong didn't speak, just lowered his eyes, opened the box, and unscrewed the small white cover of the ointment.

If it is going to the third district, then there must be no injury.

The three districts are covered by Cen Qing, and Cen Wei is also doing the management of the chamber of commerce, and the work of enterprise qualification review belongs to the kind that has both power and no risk.

There are full-time drivers and assistants to follow in and out, and the scenery is beautiful, and the son inherits his father's business.

Why go to District [-]?

Is it because Cen Qing is afraid of being too cold at the top and wants to rely on Cen Wei to open up contacts in the Ninth District to stabilize the family power, or is it because of him?

Li Rong walked over, squeezed some ointment into his palm, frowned and looked at Cen Xiao's left rib.

He raised his hand, his fingers were slender, his palm was soft and red, and the ointment was slowly melted by the temperature of his palm, turning white and transparent.

"My fingers are a little cold, bear with it."

Before Li Rong even touched Cen Xiao's skin, he could feel the warmth full of vitality.

He pursed his lips, and pressed his palm on Cen Xiao's ribs.

Cen Xiao's left side was slightly cold, but the coolness was quickly absorbed by his body temperature.

He saw Li Rong's eyes drooping, his eyelashes curled slightly, trembling with the frequency of his heartbeat, his soft hair was tucked behind his ears at will, only a few rebellious strands dangled in front of his eyebrows.

Li Rong's fingertips were as cool as ever, but his palms were warm. He moved very lightly, rubbing and kneading on the bruised blood in circles. He wiped the fine and moist ointment evenly, and then slowly absorbed it. in the skin.

When the ointment disappeared, Li Rong's palm touched his ribs, and the pain was replaced by itching.

Cen Wei took a deep breath, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and grabbed Li Rong's wrist: "I'm not afraid that I'll take it as a hint."