Back to when the Great Demon King was a child

The tender pink envelope, and the densely packed words like tadpoles on it.

Anyone with a discerning eye will know what it is.

Giorgano just glanced at it, and the word "love letter" immediately appeared in his mind. While he was curious, he couldn't help feeling surprised.

Someone actually wrote a love letter to Jin Chu?

They're only in the first grade of junior high school, isn't it a bit precocious to write love letters at this time...

"Jin Chu." Qiao Jianuo raised his foot and walked over.

After Jin Chu heard his voice, he was slightly taken aback, but he didn't feel flustered at all, but methodically folded the letter paper and put it in the envelope.

By the time Qiao Jianuo came to the desk, Jin Chu had already restored the envelope to its original state.

Giorgio looked down at the envelope, there was no words on it, it was just an ordinary envelope, but from the exquisiteness of the envelope, it could be seen that it had been carefully selected by a girl.

"What is this?" Giorgano opened the chair next to him and sat down, knowingly asked, "Is it a letter written to you by someone else?"

Jin Chu played with the envelope over and over again, as if he felt that the letter was very interesting.

After a while, Jin Chu hummed lightly, which was an admission.

Giorgio asked, "A love letter?"

Jin Chu raised his eyelids, and his cold eyes fell on Qiao Jianuo. He looked at Qiao Jianuo quietly, as if he was sizing up something. After a while, he opened his lips and said, "You know?"

Giorgio propped his chin up on the table, and said with a smile: "The color of the envelope and letter paper can be guessed to be a love letter. Even if a friend writes to you, he would not use such an ambiguous color."

Jin Chu pursed his lips, unable to deny it.

Qiao Jianuo was silent for a moment. He couldn't see through Jin Chu's thoughts, so he could only suggest tactfully: "We have just entered the first year of junior high school, and there is still a long way to go. At present, study is more important, so other than study, It's best not to think about it so much."

Hearing Qiao Jianuo's earnest and earnest tone as if he was worried about his old father, Jin Chu couldn't help laughing, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, I won't think about that."

Giorgio obviously breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

As soon as the words fell, Jin Chu saw that Jin Chu tore the letter in half suddenly, and then continued to tear it, until the original good envelope turned into a pile of shredded paper, and Jin Chu stopped.

Qiao Jianuo opened his mouth slightly, looked at the pile of shredded papers under Jin Chu's hands in surprise, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "You don't have to be like this..."

Jin Chu interrupted him: "I will reject her."

"..."

Qiao Jianuo thought that he would have to spend some effort to persuade Jin Chu, but he didn't expect Jin Chu to be so active. For a while, he didn't know how to respond to Jin Chu's words, and it took him a long time to stammer twice.

Jin Chu packed up the pile of shredded paper, held it in his palm, and handed it to Qiao Jianuo: "Can you throw it away for me?"

Qiao Jianuo came back to his senses, and looked helplessly at the trash can at Jin Chu's feet: "The trash can is right under your feet."

"Oh, really?" Jin Chu seemed to have known this fact for a long time, so calm that he didn't even change his eyes, "But I want you to help me throw them away."

Giorgio: "..."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he actually heard a bit of coquettishness from Jin Chu's words.

Jin Chu is acting like a spoiled child to him?

Giorgano felt unbelievable and a little ecstatic, and became uncontrollably joyful in his heart. He happily took the pile of shredded papers and threw them all into the trash can.

The scraps of paper fell lightly on the bottom of the trash can, and Giorjano glanced over it.

The next second, he paused.

Qiao Jia?

The word "Qiao Jia" seems to be written on it.

If he guessed correctly, it should say "Giojano" on it, right?It's just that the letter was torn up by Jin Chu, and the "nuo" was also torn off.

But how could the girl's love letter to Jin Chu have his name on it?

Qiao Jianuo couldn't figure it out, and was about to take another look, when his eyes suddenly went dark, and a cold touch stuck to his skin—Jin Chu covered his eyes.

"what happened?"

Giorgio looked bewildered, but he didn't struggle.

"It's nothing." Jin Chu stood behind Qiao Jianuo at some point, he was taller than Qiao Jianuo, and easily covered Qiao Jianuo's eyes tightly, "My hands are cold."

Giorgio couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you covering my eyes with cold hands?"

Jin Chu didn't answer, as if he was thinking about the meaning of this sentence.

Qiao Jianuo pulled Jin Chu's hand from his eyes and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. When he looked up, he saw Jin Chu staring at him blankly, and couldn't help laughing: "It's not winter yet, your hand How come it's so cold."

Jin Chu looked down at Qiao Jianuo's hands, which were gently rubbing his hands.

Giorgano's hands are very beautiful, with slender fingers and rounded fingertips.

Each one grows so well.

Maybe it was an illusion, but Jin Chu's hands actually warmed up, as if he had been infected by Qiao Jianuo's heat, and even the skin touching Qiao Jianuo felt like an electric shock.

At this moment, the electricity made his heart numb.

Before his brain could react, he had already withdrawn his hand reflexively. His movement was so fast that Giorgano was caught off guard.

Qiao Jianuo looked up at Jin Chu in a daze, and raised his hand in the air in a daze.

For some reason, Jin Chu was a little uncomfortable seeing Qiao Jianuo's suspicious eyes, he put his hands behind his back, and said in a very calm tone: "It's not cold anymore."

It took Qiao Jianuo a while to realize what Jin Chu was talking about. He smiled awkwardly, withdrew his hand calmly, and scratched his hair.

"It's getting cold, I'll ask my mother to find out the hand warmer, so that you won't be too cold to sleep at night."

"I'm fine..."

Before Jin Chu finished speaking, he saw Qiao Jianuo running out of the bedroom stepping on his slippers.

He watched Giorgano's back disappear outside the bedroom door, and it took him a long time to slowly look away.

Then his eyes fell on his own hands, which were tightly held by Giorgio just now, and it seemed that the temperature and breath of Giorgio still remained on them.

He twirled his fingertips lightly.

As if thinking of something, the bases of his ears suddenly turned red, and his whole face was as hot as if it was about to burn.

After a long time, he let out a breath.

When Jin Chu looked down at the trash can at his feet again, there was a trace of coldness in his dark eyes, he quickly packed the trash bag, and then walked out of the bedroom with the bag.

Xi Hua stayed up all night.

The next day, she came to the classroom very early.

Before the bell for the morning self-study rang, there were only four or five scattered students in the classroom. She went to her seat and sat down.

The tablemate came quickly, and when he turned around and saw the thick dark circles on Xi Hua's face, he was startled, pointed at Xi Hua's face and said, "Your dark circles are so heavy, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Xi Hua was also frightened, and quickly took out a small mirror from the desk box to take a look, and it was really obvious.

"I couldn't sleep last night." Xi Hua said awkwardly, putting the small mirror back into the desk case.

"Maybe it's because you are under too much pressure from studying. You people with good grades just think too much, so they are prone to insomnia." Said the same table, "Speaking of which, I don't know if Jin Chu will suffer from insomnia. If I can pass the exam With his unbelievable results, he must be so happy that he can't sleep every night."

When Xi Hua heard Jin Chu's name, he became absent-minded and couldn't help looking around.

It's a pity that Jin Chu always stepped into the classroom. It wasn't until the bell rang for the morning self-study that Jin Chu came late. He came in through the back door with a blank face and walked straight to his seat.

Jin Chu seemed to have noticed Xi Hua's gaze quietly looking at him, so he lowered his eyelids, and cast his cold gaze directly at Xi Hua.

Xi Hua: "..."

She immediately turned her head back like a frightened rabbit.

It was not until the physical education class in the afternoon that Xi Hua, accompanied by Lin Ling and Qu Jing, found Jin Chu who was resting in the stands next to the football field.

Jin Chu's body leaned forward slightly, with his elbows resting on his knees, and his long legs had nowhere to rest. Even such a casual movement, made by him, was particularly eye-catching.

As expected of a handsome guy, no matter how you look at it, he looks good...

Xi Hua sighed silently in her heart.

It's a pity that this handsome guy is too indifferent, almost no one in the class dares to approach him, let alone the girls who are a little bit timid.

In fact, there are no fewer people who like Jin Chu than people who like Qiao Jianuo. Xi Hua alone knows more than five people. No matter how much a girl likes him, she only dares to look at him from afar.

Xi Hua sighed silently.

Pushed by Lin Ling and Qu Jing, she walked over lightly, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice, "Jin Chu, did Qiao Jianuo accept my letter?"

Jin Chu had no expression on his face, turned his head to look at her, and then hummed.

"Really? That's great!" Xi Hua was so happy that he almost jumped up, and his apprehensive expression was instantly covered with joy, "Then did he say anything?"

Jin Chu tilted his head, seemingly puzzled: "What?"

Xi Hua gritted her teeth: "For example, what is his impression of me, or what is his expression after reading the letter."

Hearing this, Jin Chu frowned slightly, and after thinking about it for a while, he said: "There is no expression, it will be gone after reading it."

Xi Hua was stunned for a moment, suddenly she didn't know what to do, she quickly turned her head to look at Lin Ling and Qu Jing who were waiting behind.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Lin Ling pulled Qu Jing over and asked, "Then what should he do after reading the letter? Could it be that he has been holding on to that letter?"

"Oh, that's right." After Lin Ling's reminder, Jin Chu recalled it, raised one corner of his mouth, and looked at Xi Hua with a half-smile, "I tore up the envelope and letter paper together, and threw them all into the trash can. Does that count?" ?”

Xi Hua: "..."

Then Xi Hua ran away with red eyes.

Lin Ling and Qu Jing quickly caught up.

From then on, every time Qiao Jianuo went to Class 1 to look for Jin Chu, he would always see Lin Ling and Qu Jing staring at him indignantly, and Xi Hua even walked away when he saw him as if he was avoiding the plague.

Afterwards, Qiao Jianuo went to ask Jin Chu.

Jin Chu was sitting at the desk doing homework, and after listening to Qiao Jianuo's words, he didn't even give him a look, and said lightly: "Maybe I don't like you very much."

Giorgio was at a loss: "Why?"

He didn't seem to provoke those three girls.

Jin Chu said: "Many times when you came to me, you asked them to come and call me. My relationship with them is not very good. They judge people by their appearance, and they are a little afraid of me. Over time, they began to avoid you."

Jin Chu's explanation was a bit far-fetched, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it made sense.

Qiao Jianuo remembered that when he went to look for Jin Chu in Class 1, he always saw Jin Chu sitting alone on a seat, or sitting on a stool in the playground, alone, like a person in two worlds with the other students in Class 1. a sour.

If those people really judge people by appearance, a good-looking person like Jin Chu should be the most popular person, how could he be isolated by those people?

It is better to say that it is discrimination than to judge people by their appearance.

Different ways do not conspire with each other, and he will try to avoid those people like Xi Hua in the future.

Giorgio thought angrily.