They all want to save me [Transmigration Book]

Song Lian himself was always quiet and focused, without any abnormality.

He was working on the test paper with his eyes downcast, looking alienated and indifferent, the school uniform was neatly put on his body, he was sitting upright, his back was straight like a pine and cypress, Lin She could only hear the rustling of pens falling on the test paper next door.

It might be that Song Lian was too rigorous and serious, not only him, but Lin She also noticed the few people in the front row who liked to whisper and whisper, and unconsciously fell silent.

Apart from the sound of breathing, there was no other sound.

This corner fell into the rarest silence since the beginning of school.

Lin She was secretly speechless in his heart.

It turned out that this was the natural deterrent power of Xue Shen.

Until the end of get out of class, Lin She didn't find a chance to ask.

Song Lian, who was separated by an arm, seemed to have endless test papers, and changed one after another. Lin She also noticed that he would wear earphones when he was doing English test papers, and the English listening should be played in it.

Looking at this posture, Song Lian seemed to want to make up for all the courses and knowledge points he lacked before.

The study atmosphere was so strong that Lin She, under the influence of Song Lian, a top student at the same table, unconsciously took out the test paper and began to brush up the questions.

As for why Song Lian proposed to be at the same table with him, Lin She was too embarrassed to ask.

He felt that he should be self-indulgent.

Maybe Song Lian's request to sit here has nothing to do with Lin She, but Song Lian has other reasons.

Looking at Song Lian's situation, after arriving here, he immersed himself in his studies, either brushing the questions or listening, without raising his eyelids, and he didn't even get Song Lian's attention.

Looking at this posture, he knew that Song Lian was not coming for him.

Maybe Song Lian simply wanted to change the learning environment.

Lin She looked around indiscriminately. The original body was located in the last row of the classroom. The place was big, next to the window, and the lighting environment was good. It was not unreasonable for Song Lian to choose this.

Thinking of this, Lin She felt relieved, no matter what, it was a foregone conclusion that Song Lian would become his deskmate now, let's see the situation.

Thinking this way, just as Lin She was about to settle down to brush up the questions, he heard Song Lian's cold voice from beside him,

"How is your injury?"

"What?" Lin She was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses. It was indeed Song Lian who was talking to him. how's it going?"

Really talk to yourself.

"It's much better." Lin She lowered his head and pursed his lips, subconsciously glanced at his arm, and replied in a low voice.

Song Lian looked at him casually while flipping through the paper, "Aren't you hot wearing so much?"

The eyes of the new deskmate were plain but sharp, which made Lin She's scalp tingle a little, and the alarm began to sound wildly in his heart, so he could only lower his head as much as possible to prevent the new deskmate from seeing his eyes and expression clearly.

"Not very hot."

It's really not that hot, and it's still within the tolerable range. The original body seems to be a little weak, with cold hands and feet all year round, and even his body temperature is lower than ordinary people.

Lin She woke up this morning and found that the scars on his body were no different from last night. They were glaring and conspicuous. In order to cover up the terrible bruises on his body, Lin She deliberately picked a scar that was a little darker than yesterday, so that it was not see through. Light long sleeves.

However, it is midsummer and September, and even if there are fans in the classroom, it can't blow much wind. Many people wear short sleeves, but the long sleeves that Lin She wraps herself tightly are really eye-catching.

It's just that Lin She had been sitting alone in the last row before, with his head down, sullen and reticent, extremely withdrawn, no matter how weird he was dressed, no one would ask him face to face, at most he would discuss it in private.

Song Lian was also the first person to ask him face to face.

A trace of worry flashed across Lin She's eyes blocked by his forehead hair.

Yesterday in the hospital, he and Song Lian had only been together for such a short time and Song Lian could notice that his arm was injured. Now that they are closer and spend more time together, will Song Lian find out more?

Lin She couldn't guarantee it either.

But in his memory, Song Lian didn't seem to be a nosy person.

Lin She frowned in distress, and clasped the pen in his hand. Song Lian's indifferent gaze also made Lin She's body stiffer.

The cold boy fiddled with the pen with his fingertips, his eyes stopped on his new deskmate, and he didn't respond to the new deskmate's answer.

Looking at it from this angle, Song Lian could only see the boy's soft hair and the curls on the top of his head at an arm's length from him. The button of the dark shirt was buttoned to the top, revealing a harmless and soft neck.

The young man lowered his head, showing a weak and innocent curve. On his thin and white wrist, the button was fastened close to the skin of the wrist.

The dark clothes wrapped the skin tightly, making it impossible to see what was going on inside, and also made the wrists look thinner and whiter.

As if he was staring at him uncomfortably, the young man's figure became more and more stiff, pitiful and dazed, his breath gradually lost, he moved weakly and carefully changed his posture, but he didn't notice that Song Lian's eyes gradually darkened.

Even if he couldn't see the boy's face, Song Lian could still imagine the scene of the boy's pure black pupils being bewildered and foggy.

The tip of the nose could still smell the faint smell of grass and plaster, Song Lian lowered his eyes thoughtfully.

From Lin She's point of view, he had been immersed in writing the test papers all morning. In fact, it wasn't long after Song Lian moved here that he discovered Lin She's strange behavior.

Whether it was moving the table by himself, or other people handing him the books, the boy tried his best to avoid them and not touch himself, being so cautious that it made people feel strange.

The classmate in front of Lin She dropped something, and when he lowered his head to pick up a book, he accidentally bumped into Lin She's desk. Song Lian obviously saw that Lin She's face turned pale suddenly, his brows were furrowed, and he bent down subconsciously. It took a long time to calm down.

Not only that, whether he was bowing his head or bending down, or taking out his schoolbag to take the test paper, the boy's movements were all cautious and slight, if the movement was a little louder, his face would turn pale and he would tremble unconsciously.

Even a few times, Song Lian saw the young man grit his teeth, his forehead soaked in cold sweat.

It made Song Lian feel strange, but it was a pity that the long sleeves Lin She was wearing really wrapped him up well, and nothing could be seen from the outside. Song Lian could only tell that Lin She was probably feeling a little uncomfortable, but he didn't know that Lin She was uncomfortable. Where does it hurt.

However, in the hot summer, or indoors, isn't it strange that Lin She dressed himself like this?

It's a pity that when he asked Lin She if it was hot in such clothes, Lin She didn't seem to want to talk about this issue.

Song Lian paused for a moment while rubbing the tip of his pen, without saying much, he took out a box of ointment from his schoolbag and handed it to Lin She in silence, and said lightly,

"I asked the doctor, and the doctor said this is better for abrasions, you can try it."

Lin She looked at the plaster that Song Lian pushed in front of him. From the unopened package, it could be seen that Song Lian bought it specially for him. For a while, he didn't know what to say, so he could only push the plaster back.

He refused, "Thank you, no need, I already bought it yesterday."

Song Lian raised his eyelids and looked at Lin She. After a moment of silence, he said, "I want to ask you to help me with something, or I can help you with tutoring."

"Me?" Lin She was curious, Song Lian hummed,

"to you."

Lin She originally wanted to say no, even if Song Lian didn't give him the ointment, he could help, but then he thought that if he helped for free, wouldn't Song Lian owe him a favor for nothing?

What if Song Lian's impression of him is improved by this back and forth.

It's better to accept it, so that after he helps them, it's best for them to settle the dispute.

"How is it?" Song Lian looked at Lin She.

Lin She pursed his lips, staring at Song Lian seriously with his dark pupils hidden between his forehead and hair, hesitantly asked, "What's your business first?"

Song Lian withdrew his hand, and said in a flat voice, "My dad has come to look for me."

"?"

Lin She waited for a long time but did not wait for the second half of Song Lian's sentence, so he couldn't hold back, "And then?"

Song Lian lowered his head, took out a photo from his schoolbag and handed it to Lin She,

"I heard that you live in Jinghua Mingyuan? I want you to visit him for me. His rented house is also there. I want you to pass this on to him for me."

[Host, I remembered. 】

067 suddenly bluffed, startling Lin She, "What did you remember?"

[Song Lian's father, the book also mentions this plot. Although the plot in the book has nothing to do with you, the host, I think that after you read it, the host will definitely agree to help the little angel Song Lian. . 】

067's words really made Lin She a little curious.

It was rare for him to revisit the plot, only to realize that what 067 said was true.

In the book, the biological father of the little angel Song Lian did come to find Song Lian.

It is written in the book that Song Lian's parents divorced when Song Lian was a child. The specific reasons for the divorce were not written, but Song Lian's father later went to other places. After a few years, he was lucky enough to become a coal boss and remarried. His father was a typical male chauvinist and patriarchal, even though his second wife gave birth to a beautiful and sensible daughter, Song Lian's father was not satisfied.

Now that I am middle-aged, I just want a son, so I came up with Song Lian's idea, and even went all the way to the place where Song Lian was studying to meet Song Lian in a different way, but Song Lian didn't have any feelings for this father.

After several meetings with no results, Father Song thought of a new method.

In order to please his son, Song's father came to school one day without telling Song Lian, and gave Song Lian's head teacher, Teacher Li, a basket full of local specialties, and asked Teacher Li to cook a small stove for his son.

When Mr. Li refused, he pushed and shoved Song's father, and the basket was overturned.

The red banknotes under the souvenirs flew all over the office, and some even flew out along the windows, causing countless exclamations and attention.

Father Song was in a panic after chasing money, but more importantly, because this matter was too bad, the Education Bureau also came to investigate.

Everyone knew that Song Lian's father had given money to Teacher Li.

There were also rumors spreading that Song Lian's grades were so good because Song Lian's family gave Teacher Li money all the year round, even though the school came forward to clarify that Song Lian was still pointed at.

This incident caused a lot of trouble, and because of this incident, Song Lian became more and more silent until he failed the college entrance examination and transferred to another school to repeat his studies.

Since then, there has been no sound.