Immersive play dumb beauty

The Children's Palace was in the city center, and there was a traffic jam until after six o'clock. Jiang Sui ran all the way to get his schoolbag out before the studio closed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and sent Jiang Mian a photo to his bag as he walked, to confirm that there was nothing missing.

While chatting, he was bumped from the side by an external force.

It wasn't heavy, but it just hit his injured left hand.

When he looked up, he saw that alienated and indifferent face again.

This time the two met at the entrance of the Children's Palace, and the colorful lights on the projection screen in the reception hall shot down from the side, illuminating each other's flawless side face like jade, the color of the eyes was very light, but the color of the eyelashes and hair was very dark of black.

He was still wearing the old-fashioned blue and white school uniform in the south of the city, the collar was even, and he was carrying two short wooden sticks in his hand, like walking ice that would not disperse.

He was observing the opposite side, and the man's calm gaze also fell on his cuff.

The opening and closing glass door beside him reflected the silhouettes of two people. Only then did Jiang Sui remember that he forgot to take off his mask and hat after the fight, and there was still a large mottled red rusty blood stain on his sleeves after drying out. It would not be an exaggeration to say that a bag just came back from a bank robbery.

Jiang Sui clicked his tongue lightly, rubbed his cheeks, and raised his eyes with a surprised expression.

He took off his mask and hat, and put the painting bag in his hand on without any trace, blocking a little blood stain: "It's you, do you remember me?"

After finishing speaking, he tugged on the school uniform with some annoyance, and explained: "I accidentally got the paint on the sleeve just now."

"remember."

It just so happened that the red page flashed across the projection screen, Jiang Sui's face was so white and tender that water could be squeezed out, in Lu Cheng's eyes, he was blushing, his eyes were timid and bright, even the tip of his ear was hiding a bit of shameful red.

A beautiful and delicate person who looks like a dodder flower.

But Lu Cheng knew that he actually had a very temper.

As soon as Lu Cheng raised his hand, he could still touch the big white rabbit toffee that Jiang Sui had slipped into his pocket before.

He paused, thinking of the man in the alley just now: "Did you fight?"

"No."

Jiang Sui explained to him seriously: "It just looks like it, it's all red. I'm a good student and I don't know how to fight... Want me to show you the paint?"

Lu Cheng hummed, knowing that Jiang Sui is a person who doesn't like to cause trouble: "No need."

Seeing that the other person looked a little more relaxed, he added: "Even if there is a fight, you are still the one being bullied."

Jiang Sui: "Ah."

At that moment, countless histories of bravery of a big man with one punch flashed through his mind. After hearing this, dozens of younger brothers in the north of the city had to give him a psychiatric examination overnight.

After all, even the opponent's physique may not be able to withstand his two punches.

Forget it, who cares about children who are not deeply involved in the world?

Lu Cheng did not know where to find a pack of wet wipes and handed it to Jiang Sui.

Those fingers with well-defined phalanxes were curled up, the pale blue blood vessels were hidden underneath, and the tendons at the base of the fingers were connected to the back of the hand, as if they could burst out with great strength at any time, with a dormant sex appeal.

He glanced at Jiang Sui lightly: "Wipe it."

Jiang Sui raised his hand to pick it up, and when the skin was touching, he deliberately bent his hand to hook the other's index finger, and quickly let go.

Lu Cheng was burned by his sudden movement, his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked up at him.

A high-cold, introverted, pure and deceitful academic bully.

Jiang Sui made a definition in his heart, but smiled on the surface as if nothing had happened: "Are you also here for class?"

The admiration in the eyes of the young man almost turned into reality.

Lu Cheng vaguely realized that the other party seemed to have some misunderstandings about his image, but the two of them are not familiar yet, so if he explained carefully, would it be too abrupt?

He simply hid the stick in his hand behind his back: "Come to piano lessons."

Elegant and elegant, he is worthy of being a top student.

Jiang Sui sighed in his heart. He also tried to learn piano when he was a child, and he fell into a deep sleep within half an hour.

He praised against his will: "I also like listening to the piano performance, you must play it very well, right?"

Lu Cheng recalled the scene when he was 15 years old and smashed the piano with a few sticks. When the stick fell, the shiny keys burst out with sharp and noisy musical notes, which could deafen people's ears.

But musical instruments should all belong to the same family.

It should be the same reason to hit the drum set with drum sticks and the piano.

Lu Cheng nodded uncompromisingly, without blushing and heartbeat: "It's not bad. I'll play it for you next time I have a chance."

The kind that violently swings the piano keys with a drum stick.

"Next time?"

Jiang Sui was thoughtful: "You seem to like to make promises."

He seemed distressed, but in fact he was merciless: "You also said before that you will tell me your name when you meet next time."

"You don't want to meet me, and you never thought about getting to know me?"

The red mole on Jiang Sui's eyelid was really cute, and even those eyes were clear and pure. Even with his eyes bent and a slight smile on his lips, Lu Cheng could feel the disappointment in his words.

Suppressing the grievance, it seems that tears can flow down like water from a faucet as soon as you refuse.

Lu Cheng's eyes moved, and he didn't look at him again: "No."

The main reason is that you will be scared to cry when you know my name.

"So you want to hang me?"

This Lu Cheng was even more difficult to say, whether it was true or not was inappropriate, but it also made him feel guilty and anxious to deceive ignorant boys.

He simply did not speak and remained silent.

"Even if I just want to make friends, I don't want to cause you any trouble."

The boy lowered his head, his voice was muffled, his hands were behind his back, as if he had been wronged greatly, his shoulders were thin and thin.

He didn't know where he took out the white rabbit toffee this time. He reached out and handed the candy to Lu Cheng, but he still didn't look up.

The hands were the same as its owner, slender and thin, the joints were light pink, the fingertips had been carefully trimmed, and there was still a little bit of red paint.

Lu Cheng asked: "What is this?"

"sugar."

Jiang Sui pursed his lips: "Big White Rabbit Toffee, my nickname is also Toffee."

Oh.

Lu Cheng looked at the cute dimple on his head, and at the candy in his hand, thinking.

candy bunny.

Lu Cheng couldn't see his eyes, but he could already guess that those eyes might have dimmed now, they were dusty, and there might be tears in them.

Timid, beautiful, and shy of strangers, maybe he grew up with the love of his family.

This kind of rose can't stand strong winds and waves, and can only be pampered in the greenhouse. A little benefit from others is enough to make him grateful for a long time.

Before Xiangzi met for the first time, Lu Cheng had observed him quietly for a long time.

He loves to laugh and fuss, and he loves to sleep in school. The teacher can't do anything with him and asks him to go out and stand for punishment. He just rubs his eyes and goes outside to change his position to sleep.

But these, Jiang Sui didn't know.

Lu Cheng lowered the look in his eyes, took the candy from Jiang Sui's hand, and his voice was dull.

"Lu Cheng."

He deliberately emphasized: "The commitment."

It's Brother Cheng who you said was eight feet tall, tricked, vulgar and savage, who doesn't seek to make progress.

Jiang Sui wrote it down seriously, and nodded again and again: "The name is really nice."

Lu Cheng pursed his lips, not to tell him his identity directly, after all, it sounds really stupid.

Forget it, love fools.

Jiang Sui raised his head, just in time to catch a glimpse of Lu Cheng's soft expression under his sharp and indifferent eyebrows.

He bent his lips, but before he could speak, a chill suddenly came from his back.

People who have been fighting all the year round have very keen senses, and now he feels that he is being watched by a beast hiding in the dark, but this feeling is only fleeting, making him wonder if it is because he is too tired that he feels that the system is out of order. Made a slight mistake.

He unintentionally turned a little to the left, and found that in a classroom with the lights off at the corner of the Children's Palace, something seemed to flash a light, like a silver earring.

There are people hiding in it.

There was a hint of interest in Jiang Sui's eyes, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Lu Cheng said: "I'm in the second and third class of high school, if you have any questions, you can come to me."

"My name is Jiang Sui, Sui Sui Sui Sui."

Jiang Sui didn't report other information, but asked him instead: "Will you remember my name?"

of course I remember.

After thinking about it, Lu Cheng decided to be gentle.

"I'll tell you next time we meet."

They were not on the same road, turned left and right, and walked farther and farther at the intersection at the entrance of the Children's Palace, but at the same corner, they clicked on their mobile phones and found their friends in the other school.

- Dafang: The latest photos of Jiang Sui, the old rules, five yuan a piece, ten yuan high-definition, 15 yuan ten seconds of video.

Lu Cheng sent a red envelope over.

-Generous:? ?

- Dafang: Too much, too much, Brother Cheng.

-Dafang: I'm just kidding, I'll give you back the hundred.

- Lu Cheng: No need.

A few photos came from the opposite side, along with a ten-second video from a candid perspective.

In the narrow corner shot, Jiang Sui is sleepy lying on the table, squeezing his face with both hands, making his lips look slightly puffed up, like an angry puffer fish.

Lu Cheng stood under the streetlight and watched quietly for a while, and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch Jiang Sui in the camera.

The photo was withdrawn and restored to the chat box.

- Dafang: Ah, by the way, his grades were at the bottom of the latest model test. I occasionally pass by their class, and he always sleeps on the table. The girls in our class call him younger brother. There is a guy who goes there every now and then. Their class gave him snacks, but he kicked them out.

-Dafang: That's all I know, do you want me to inquire about it?

Lu Cheng typed a few words, asking him to find him, but after thinking about it, he dismissed the idea again.

- Lu Cheng: No need.

He has already met Jiang Sui, so he can get to know each other on his own, instead of asking a few words through a middleman.

When putting away the phone, Lu Cheng accidentally bumped into the somewhat softened toffee in his pocket, and Jiang Sui's cute rabbit-like face flashed in front of his eyes, and he was in a good mood.

In order to simply celebrate, he closed the candy in his hand and decided to take the initiative to find someone in the north of the city to make an appointment.

The author says:

Easter eggs:

"piano Lesson"

Lu Cheng used to have a very violent temper, and he maintained it from birth to junior high school.

Lu's mother took him to the children's palace to take a trial piano lesson. The teacher gave two children one-on-one lessons at the same time.

The one is white and clean, looks obedient, and has been obediently holding the hands of his parents since he came in. His name is Jiang Sui.

A small face with a cold face, folded arms like a lotus root, came in wearing a pair of small sunglasses, and left his parents far away, still angry.

The teacher looked at Jiang Sui, then at Lu Cheng, and decided to start with the obedient ones.

After playing a nursery rhyme, she kindly asked Jiang Sui if he liked it.

Jiang Sui looked at her and blinked, then blinked again.

The teacher had no choice but to turn around and continue to ask Lu Cheng what he thought.

Lu Cheng took off his sunglasses coldly to look at her, put them back on again, pointed to the cartoon cover on the music score, and snorted coldly: "Childish."

The 23-year-old teacher looked at the five-year-old Lu Cheng: "..."

She smiled for a moment, turned on the piano, and prepared to continue the lecture.

Jiang Sui, who finally came to his senses, pointed at 1234 on the music score, a little pitifully: "It's too difficult for my age."

He raised his hand, clenched and opened his five little fingers: "I'm only five years old."

The five-year-old Lu Cheng raised his short hand and lifted up his sunglasses, looking faintly at Jiang Sui, who was also five years old, but looked particularly deceitful.

Jiang Sui snorted coldly, and said angrily, "Hmph, just pretending."

Lu Cheng looked indifferent, tilted his head and said: "Oh, we are still wet."

The teacher stuck between the two: "..."