MVP in the next examination room

"What else?" Yuan Che's tone remained unchanged, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Tang Ran pressed the towel, but didn't react: "What else is there?"

Yuan Che looked at him: "Is there any other injury?"

"...No," Tang Ran slipped the towel in his hand, wiped the swollen area, and couldn't help hissing softly, "That's it."

Yuan Che: "..." This hurts me ass.

Young Master Tang's role as an idol weighed heavily, and he refused to show his face in the classroom no matter what.

After covering it for a while, Tang Ran took off the towel and patted his face again. The shape of his fingers was not so obvious, and the swelling still did not disappear.

Yuan Che looked at Tang Ran who was cursing at the phone: "Why don't you hide?"

For this effect, it had to be done with a rounded arm. He didn't believe Tang Minghua's movements were so fast.

Tang Ran gave another "fuck" before giving up: "I didn't expect him to really fan."

"..."

He has been with Tang Minghua since he was a child, and Tang Minghua never beat him when he was mischievous, but it was limited to kicking his buttocks, and he never used other methods of beating.

Tang Minghua was really angry today.

He didn't settle the matter with the school yet, so he added to the fire.

Tang Ran rode all the way, and then used a cold towel in Yuan Che's room for a while. The anger in his heart also subsided, and he was much calmer than when he rushed into the house. I don't have a problem with whomever I find, I don't care if I find a pig to sleep with, it's none of my business."

Tang Minghua and his ex-wife have been divorced for so many years, and he is willing to find another law without stopping him. Tang Ran secretly cursed that he was really full-but it was an afterthought. At that time, he saw that young and beautiful woman walking into the villa gracefully, Hearing her words "it seems to be pregnant", I couldn't stop my anger.

Yuan Che listened to him swearing and talking about the matter, and was silent for a while: "Your father... really brought someone back?"

"Not so many, I've seen one before." Tang Ran said, "I can't remember what it looks like. It's mainly because I'm angry with them."

"..." No wonder Tang Minghua wanted to lose his temper.

Tang Ran also fell silent, slowly recalling the mixed feelings in his heart, irritable, annoyed, depressed... and a little sad that he couldn't explain clearly.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said to Yuan Che, "Can I give you a hug?"

Yuan Che said: "What..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Ran had already hugged him sideways.

His right arm went around Yuan Che's back, his left arm hung in front of him, his chin rested on his shoulder, and he closed his eyes.

——This idea popped up from the bottom of my heart somehow, and it rose faster and faster, flourishing unreasonably, so full that it almost overflowed.

Yuan Che stood still in place - at first he relied on rational restraint, but later he found that he didn't seem to be disgusted.

The hug was very light, which was the result of Tang Ran's deliberate restraint.

He, Young Master Tang, has lived in chaos for 17 years. He is capable of flirting and making waves, and is good at making people who don't like him so popular, but he doesn't know how to write the word "restraint".

Now there is no teacher.

Yuan Che quietly let him hug him.

Tang Ran's breath gently brushed against his neck, without saying a word, as if he was asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Che was finally exhausted by Tang Ran who seemed to press the pause button: "...have you finished hugging?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Tang Ran let go of his arms as if waking up from a dream, took a half step back, raised his eyes and smiled: "Yeah."

After a hug, Tang Ran seemed to have returned to his usual carefree appearance. He paused and said with a bit of teasing, "Actually, I should buy a lottery ticket today—Double Happiness."

Yuan Che didn't follow his brain circuit: "?"

Tang Ran explained: "Oreo, and Tang Minghua."

Both "happy to be a father".

Yuan Che: "..."

On the way to school in the afternoon, Tang Ran actually turned into a Welfare Lottery and bought a lottery ticket with the little living expenses left this month.

——He wore the hood of a black sweater, covered most of his face with a mask, and only showed a pair of eyes. It didn't look like he went in to buy a lottery ticket, but he seemed to be robbing or receiving a prize.

The clerk looked at him with unusual eyes: "You are handsome, are you here to redeem the prize? Please show your..."

"No," Tang Ran said, "give me a lottery ticket."

Clerk: "Okay, please choose..."

Tang Ran was in a hurry to leave, and said quickly: "No, whatever, any number will do."

……

After the first class in the afternoon, Teacher Ren looked at the vacant seat beside Yuan Che and asked him, "Where are you at the same table?"

Yuan Che took out a note from his pocket: "I'm sick."

Teacher Ren took the leave note, and saw that it was written in a fluttering manner: "Mr. Ren: I can't go to class due to injury, sorry. Tang Ran."

"Injuries?" Mr. Ren remembered that Tang Minghua had just gone to the office to look for him in the morning, and couldn't help feeling a little worried, "Is it serious, where is the injury?"

Yuan Che hesitated for a moment, but still said: "... the heart."

Teacher Ren: "..."

Yuan Che repeated Tang Ran's original words: "He said his heart was traumatized."

This kind of nonsense should be put aside for Old Feng Na, so that his heart can be "created" again.

However, Mr. Ren accepted this nonsense and said that if Tang Ran wanted to, he could go to the office to talk to him.

------

Tang Ran slept in 416 for more than an hour. When he opened his eyes, his head was dizzy and heavy, and he stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while.

There is nothing in my heart right now, it is empty.

He put his arms behind his head and woke up for a while. When he heard the phone vibrate, he picked it up and glanced at it. There were two text messages.

One is the new courier information.The other one was sent by Yuan Che, and the content was extremely short, just three words: "Look at WeChat."

When he was sleeping, he closed all the programs in the background, and naturally he didn't hear the WeChat notification tone.

Yuan Che sent a total of three WeChat messages, each of which was not long, with a short interval between them, and he obviously didn't bother to copy them into text messages.

The first one is: "Here we come."

Article [-]: "Accepted."

The third one was about four or ten minutes apart: "? Disappeared or not?"

——The first two are to inform him, and the last one is to ask about the swelling on his face.

It seemed that some emotions slowly seeped in with this text message, filling his empty heart bit by bit.

Tang Ran turned over and walked outside while replying to the message.

With a strange feeling, he suddenly realized that his new life was about to kick off with these few extremely brief messages.

He had imagined countless ways to get rid of Tang Minghua's control and live his own life, but he never thought that it would be in this form.

It doesn't matter if you leave by yourself, or if you get kicked out, it's sad, you can't wish for it.

Tang Ran quickly adjusted her mentality, and before the two security guards at the school gate could react, she flew away from under their noses on a bicycle.

After more than half an hour, another two couriers rushed in from the outside.

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Ren Yuzhen was startled when he opened the dormitory door.

There was no one in the dormitory, but the sanitation was obviously cleaned up, and the floor was so clean that it could be seen in a mirror.

Although the dormitory was not considered dirty before, it still felt brand new when you entered.

Ren Yuzhen stood at the door in a daze for a while—Yuan Che came home at noon, and he didn't have the habit of sleepwalking at noon, who did this job?

While dazed, Yuan Che came in from behind, carrying a plastic bag in his hand.

Ren Yuzhen hurriedly asked: "Brother Yuan, have you returned to the dormitory this afternoon?"

"No," Yuan Che said, "maybe..."

In the afternoon, Yuan Che forgot to tell him about Tang Ran going to sleep in the dormitory, and was about to tell him, when he saw Ren Yuzhen's cheeks flushed, and he said with excitement mixed with panic: "Quick, quickly recall if we picked up anything recently, I seriously suspect that there is a snail girl hiding in our dormitory, the modern version!"

Yuan Che: "..." God damn the snail girl.

Tang Ran stood outside the open dormitory door and said leisurely, "I seem to hear someone looking for me."

Ren Yuzhen: "Brother Ran, Brother Ran?"

"It's me," Tang Ran said, "Surprised or not?"

Ren Yuzhen: "..."

Tang Ran still wore a mask on his face, walked past them and walked straight in: "Is it unexpected?"

It took Ren Yuzhen a long time to find his own voice: "Brother Ran, you skipped class this afternoon... just to clean up in our dormitory?"

Tang Ran: "...Am I full?"

As he spoke, he entered the balcony and took the two things that were charging at the corner of the balcony into the room.

Ren Yuzhen looked down at a sweeping robot and a smart mopping machine in front of him: "...Brother Ran, these two are the things you would rather go bankrupt than refund?"

Tang Ran's voice came out through a mask, a little lower than usual: "How is it, isn't it very practical?"

Ren Yuzhen: "..." What a pity.

The evil bourgeoisie is still so "corrupt" even after bankruptcy.

Yuan Che took a step forward, grabbed Tang Ran's shoulder and walked to the bathroom: "Come here."

"What are you doing?" Tang Ran was half dragged inside by him, "Really, you don't have to be too moved."

Yuan Che: "Don't tell me that you bought these two just to use them in the dormitory."

"That's right," Tang Ran said, "Is there any problem?"

"..."

Just as Yuan Che was about to say, "You see, you are fucking full," Tang Ran said again: "The delivery is a bit slow, and I originally wanted to give you a gift from the school."

Yuan Che: "...No need, retreat."

Tang Ran: "I gave it a good review, except for the logistics, it's all five stars."

"..." Yuan Che was silent for a while, then threw the bag in his hand to him, and said angrily, "Don't come to me next month when you're drinking northwest wind."

The bag was opaque, Tang Ran opened the bag to take a look, and his voice stopped when he took out the contents.

Inside is a bottle of medicine, which can reduce swelling and relieve pain, promote blood circulation and remove stasis.

After Yuan Che finished throwing away, he opened the bathroom door and was about to go out.

"Wait a minute." Tang Ran's hand was faster than his mouth, and when he said this, he had already grabbed Yuan Che's wrist with his backhand.