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When Ruan Mianmian fell into a dormant state again, she vaguely heard the sound of water dripping from the bathroom, probably the owner of the next room came back.

The alarm bell that had just sounded in his mind was stopped, and Ruan Mianmian continued to sleep under the quilt.

In the dense fog, a slender, muscular young man came out of the shower room, picked up the towel at the side, and slowly surrounded the key parts.Looking at the bathroom, which looks unchanged from the outside, there is still a sense of irritability that the territory has been invaded silently, and the behavior of the other party is quite restrained, and there is no way to criticize it.

Putting on soft slippers, picked up the mobile phone hanging on the wall, dialed the number, and said to the other end: "When will the arrangement be made?"

"Finally contacted me, didn't you see the WeChat I sent you? There was a fire downstairs, the walls were blackened, and nothing was lost, but your house is currently unoccupied."

"..."

"I said you're not short of a few months, right? Why don't you live in the dormitory first?" The other end of the phone also knew that Bai Chen and his family were not getting along well, otherwise why bother to cover up everything.

I don't know how long it has been, but there is a lingering smell of smoke, not strong, but it is not his favorite smell, it should come from outside.He was obviously sleepy to death, but every time he moved, he could wake up.What kind of world did you live in before, the kind that was always in crisis?

I was awakened several times back and forth, Mianmian continued to sleep and got up and closed the window and struggled back and forth for 5 minutes, and finally sat up straight, a little annoying, who doesn't sleep at night.Open the window, under the red sky is the courtyard of the Bai family, near the dim street lamps, a few small flying insects are flying, some of them got into the wick and went out with a puff.After the rain, the wet grass came with the smell of earth, and the cool air penetrated into the body, and the whole person was refreshed.

He was looking for the smell of smoke, and saw the red light on the balcony of the next room. A man between a young man and a young man was leaning against the railing. His body was still wet from a bath, and his body was as long as jade. With a cigarette between his fingers, his profile, which has almost no aesthetic dead ends, is a little blurred in the wisps of smoke, making him look untouchable.

When Bai Chen heard the movement, he turned his head slowly.

There was only time to see the rapidly retracted head and the closed windows.

Bai Chen's expression didn't change at all, he smoked for a while, put out the cigarette butt on the fence, turned and entered the house.

Ruan Mianmian, all sleepy bugs flew away, and leaned against the window with an annoyed look on her face, what a guilty conscience, what happened when I saw it.I met it at the station in the afternoon. There is a kind of person who will never forget it once he has seen it.

Ruan Mianmian walked back slowly, set an alarm clock on her phone for getting up early tomorrow, went back to bed, and muttered before falling asleep again: "It shouldn't be hell-level difficulty, right?"

According to the reminder, the binding character that needs a strategy is chosen by myself in the previous world. Mianmian firmly believes that the former self will not dig a hole for herself, and will definitely choose a well-behaved and docile lover, wanting that kind of heart-pounding feeling.

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When I got up the next day, I heard a slight noise in the bathroom. It was the other owner who got up. I estimated the usage time of the other person, and I recited the formulas and words first. When I went in, there was no one in the bathroom. It was still clean and tidy as if it was brand new, which made Mianmian feel that she was a little nervous.

When he went downstairs, he saw Wu Shu wearing a white robe with a cross hanging on his chest, praying piously to the Christ statue in the living room, and whispering something in his mouth.That serious face and sacred expression made Mianmian stand in awe, and she didn't make a sound to disturb her.Ruan Mianmian didn't see the twin brothers, but it seemed that Bai Yusheng couldn't survive alone, so he asked his twin brothers to deal with all the falling hair overnight.From a distance, Bai Jing, the eldest son, was the only one in the Bai's restaurant. He was dressed in formal attire, his hair was combed backside down, and he was eating his breakfast elegantly.There was also an ipad on the table, and when I listened carefully to the rebroadcast of the news broadcast, I instantly felt that it was several grades old.

Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the gardener is watering the flowers and plants in the garden, the sun is shining, and countless water droplets reflect the bright light.

Bai Jing noticed Ruan Mianmian who was going downstairs, nodded his head, and took a sip of coffee from the ceramic teacup.

Mianmian bowed slightly, the people of the Bai family were well-bred. When they entered the kitchen, they saw a few chefs who were counting the ingredients. They politely asked Ruan Mianmian what they needed. Ruan Mianmian looked at the time and said that there was no need to prepare.

Open the refrigerator, where is my regiment?

When he came out again, Bai Chen was going downstairs with his schoolbag on his shoulders, and he took a quick look at him. The other party was still a dazzling existence, the kind where the eyes of the crowd were always there.Bai Chen refused Bai Jing's inquiry about sending her to school, crossed Mianmian and left, and a gust of wind brought a faint fresh fragrance lingering around the tip of his nose, reminding Mianmian of the bottle of shampoo on the bathroom shelf.

Ruan Mianmian saw that the time she planned would not be able to catch up, and asked the housekeeper if the dumpling in the refrigerator had been thrown away, but Wu Shu said that he did not see it in the morning.Ruan Mianmian didn't notice the pause in Bai Chen's footsteps who was leaving.

"If Young Master Gu is not in a hurry, I can wait for Young Master Jing to finish his meal and send you to school." Wu Shu said to Ruan Mianmian who stepped out of the door after receiving the gesture from the young master's eyes.

Ruan Mianmian declined politely, even if Bai Chen refused to make a joke, how could he treat being polite as a blessing.

Thinking back to the previous life, Gu Qinglun had the audacity to take the initiative to rub the car countless times, and was later ridiculed by the eldest lady who returned home. Ruan Mianmian expressed that he did not want to recall the embarrassing scene a second time.

Looking at Ruan Mianmian who was leaving quickly outside the glass window, and thinking of the twins who didn't know where to go all night and couldn't get up, Bai Jing looked at the long dining table and was alone, feeling inexplicably lonely like an empty-nest old man.

The Bai family was built in the suburbs. The road to Fifth Middle School was not too short but not too far. He had studied the best route.But when you see the car extending to the second traffic light intersection, and the bus moving at a slow speed, there is no way to save the bus lane.He only knew the plan, looked at the estimated time of the journey on the phone, and forgot what the morning rush hour was.

Ruan Mianmian squeezed out of the car with great difficulty and came near the school. She found that there were fewer and fewer students on the road, and some simply jogged.

Ruan Mianmian could only ignore the steaming breakfast shops. When she arrived at the school gate, she had just rang the bell for the morning self-study, and the gate was slowly closed and locked, clean and tidy.

Standing inside was a middle-aged teacher wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, who was not tall and somewhat thin. He tapped his hand with a wooden pointer and said, "Come, come, those who are late, line up one by one. , Don’t squeeze the ones in front, stand with this group of people who don’t have school badges, the teacher won’t leave any of you behind.”

The iron gate opened a small door, which is only for one person to enter and exit. Next to it is the reception room. The old gatekeeper sitting inside looks kindly like the grandfather of KFC, looking at them with a smile. Every day, such a scene makes the old man drink tea. It's delicious.

The teacher whose surname was He, who was late for inspection, was nicknamed Po Baodan by the students. He also checked the usual class discipline and dormitory hygiene. Originally, teachers and students would take turns to check discipline and be late, but who called this teacher? Teacher He did such a good job that he was re-elected.Mr. He is also the teacher of all the art classes in the cultural class of No. [-] Middle School. Yes, the art class is just incidental, and the students' impression of him is the pervasive discipline inspection.

Ruan Mianmian was the last one to arrive, and she looked very eye-catching. When she first entered the small gate, she caught a glimpse of a far corner of the school wall from the corner of her eye, and a familiar figure walked by.Before he could take a closer look, he was called in by Mr. He.

Teacher He found that this student didn't know what to eat, but he was so much taller than himself, thin and white, and he looked like a kind of well-behaved student.Pointing at the somewhat long broken hair around the ears, he said sternly, "What's the matter with you, what does school rule No. 11 say, boys' hair doesn't fit their ears!"

A group of students standing aside, looking at the students who finally attracted most of the firepower, looked at Ruan Mianmian with a little sympathy.

Teacher He pointed at Mianmian's clothes again, as if he hadn't caught a big fish for a long time, and said, "School uniforms! I don't even wear school uniforms. I'm so gutsy. Which class?"

With that said, he took out a record booklet.

Ruan Mianmian said in a pretty innocent tone, "Teacher, I'm a transfer student, how can I get to the sophomore office?"

Teacher He's face froze.

A student who was punished to stand behind laughed, and Teacher He turned his head angrily: "It's funny, isn't it? Report the names of your classes, write up the review report, and hand it over to my office before noon."

The author has something to say:

Mian Mian: Who would dig a hole for themselves? My destined lover must be obedient, cute, obedient and love me very much