The countryside of Heba is like a dark painting, embellished by the endless deep sky, stars, and moonlight. It is quiet and beautiful. The soft moonlight shines through the windows and falls on the windowsill, as if it were plated with silver.
"How?" Jiang Ning blurted out.
Xue Yuantong folded his hands on his chest and raised his face: "Thank you for being quite smart, wouldn't you know by touching my bones?"
Jiang Ning's consciousness skipped over Xue Yuantong, who was wearing a simple white nightgown. The height of the skirt just reached her knees, revealing a pair of slender legs as white as gelatin.
Because of the nightgown, the little white skirt was slightly loose, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing the girl's delicate collarbone, and even the moonlight shone on it.
Her hair is hung casually, which is cute and delicate at the same time.
Jiang Ning heard her words and shook her head: "Forget it."
Xue Yuantong was not happy: "Are you afraid?"
Jiang Ning hehehe: "What am I afraid of?"
He is the only immortal cultivator in the world. The only thing that can restrain him is his inner moral bottom line.
Xue Yuantong's dark eyes looked directly at Jiang Ning, showing cunning, and she asserted: "Are you afraid of me?"
Jiang Ning was too lazy to argue with her. Xue Yuantong was sure that he was afraid, and proudly sat on the sofa on his right like a winner.
In the room, the screen flashed and the background sound of the movie came from the speakers.
Xue Yuantong was a little dishonest today. She leaned on Jiang Ning and put most of her weight on him.
Jiang Ning didn't say anything. He could lift Xue Yuantong's weight with one finger.
On the other hand, her body was soft and warm, and they were quite comfortable next to each other. Jiang Ning even crossed her legs leisurely, watching TV and eating cookies.
Occasionally, Xue Yuantong wanted to eat, and Jiang Ning would take a small biscuit and put it in her little mouth.
Whenever this happens, Xue Yuantong always looks at Jiang Ning and smiles.
Not only did she ask for it, Xue Yuantong moved her body to a sitting position.
She patted herself on the shoulder and gestured generously: "Jiang Ning, it's your turn."
After hearing this, Jiang Ning couldn't help but laugh: "Okay."
As he said that, he leaned his body against Xue Yuantong's shoulder. Xue Yuantong felt the weight, but she still gritted her teeth and carried Jiang Ning.
There was a cool breeze outside the window and the night was getting deeper.
In the small room, the two of them cuddled together, eating cookies and watching movies, and the shadows under the lamp merged.
Xue Yuantong chewed biscuits: "I'm so happy, Jiang Ning. It's like a dream. If only it could always be like this!"
Jiang Ning: "Yes."
Xue Yuantong: "Yeah."
She was silent for a while, and then said: "My mother and Aunt Hua used to chat, and they said that time is getting faster and faster, and even if I have some free time, I don't feel the same as before."
Jiang Ning said: "Because they have grown up."
"Why don't I feel the same as before when I grow up?" Xue Yuantong didn't understand.
Jiang Ning thought about the days after graduation, when he was entangled in trivial matters and running all the way to make a living. He thought for a few seconds and said:
“It’s a good time in the world if you have nothing to worry about.”
Xue Yuantong seemed to understand, but she was still a child. She asked: "Then I will grow up in the future, right?"
Jiang Ning: "Do you want to grow up?"
He added: "Growing up is actually not good at all."
Most people, as they grow up, become exhausted.
Xue Yuantong straightened up her little body and supported Jiang Ning. She tilted her head and said innocently:
"I want to grow up with you."
…
At 11:30 p.m., Xue Yuantong ran home to sleep.
Jiang Ning lit the agarwood incense and prepared to cultivate his spiritual consciousness. He usually didn't need much sleep, so it didn't hurt to sleep once every half month.
When the aroma filled the room, Jiang Ning's cell phone suddenly vibrated.
He didn't open his eyes, but waved. His phone naturally unlocked, and a message popped up. It was someone Jiang Ning had never expected.
Shen Qing'e: "Yanan, you should go to bed first. The exam is coming soon. I'm going to study for a while."
Jiang Ning had no expression on his face and replied: "You sent the message to the wrong person."
Shen Qing'e sent a message quickly: "Sorry, I was chatting with Jiang Yanan just now and accidentally clicked on the wrong chat box."
"Feel sorry."
Jiang Ning: "Yeah."
Afterwards, there was no more dialogue between the two.
Jiang Ning turned off the screen and shook her head secretly, 'How could you click on the wrong chat box?'
He and Shen Qing'e haven't chatted for a long time. The message box may have sunk to the bottom. How could she send a message by mistake?
It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world.
She obviously wanted to find him, but because of her face, she couldn't open her mouth.
Jiang Ning smiled jokingly, "You have today too?"
Jiang Ning's impression of Shen Qing'e was very strange. In his previous life, he took great care of Shen Qing'e and spent most of his living expenses on her. Unfortunately, in the end, it was just wishful thinking.
In this life, he obviously didn't give anything, but it was her turn to find him in every possible way.
…
Monday morning, the sun was rising.
A beam of light broke through the morning fog and drove onto the main road in the city. A titanium gold battery car was carrying a boy and girl.
Xue Yuantong put on a large coat and hugged Jiang Ning closely to avoid the cold wind in the morning.
The battery car was very fast, and there were not many traffic lights along the way. After a few minutes, it arrived at the north and south associated streets in front of the gate of Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School.
At this moment, the breakfast shops on both sides are open for business, offering steamed buns, fried buns, soup dumplings, shredded chicken egg soup, spicy soup, oil tea, soy milk, porridge... everything.
At the entrance of the breakfast shop, in front of steamed bun cages stacked high, many students gathered around, waiting for the next cage of steamed buns to be cooked.
The electric scooter was driving at a constant speed, and there were students riding mountain bikes, riding very fast, passing by with their clothes corners fluttering in the wind, so happy.
Most of the students walked around at a normal pace until they almost reached the school gate, and Jiang Ning's battery car gradually slowed down.
Xue Yuantong's crisp voice came from behind: "Is there a check at the door?"
At this moment, at the gate of the school, Director Wang of the Security Department, Mathematics teacher Gao Heshuai, and Director of Education Teacher Yan were guiding the work.
Especially Director Yan, with a serious face and sharp eyes, scanned every student who entered the school.
Any student who dares to ride a bicycle into the school will be banned from entering the school. The boy who was riding a mountain bike before got off the bike, pushed the handlebars, and walked towards the parking shed.
Jiang Ning: "Yes, but it shouldn't be a problem."
He only slowed down slightly at the door, waited until Gao Heshuai and Director Yan recognized him, then increased his speed slightly, kept driving at a constant speed, and gradually moved away, with no one blocking him the whole way.
Outside the school, junior high school girl Lan, wrapped in her school uniform and riding a scooter, saw Jiang Ning and the others, so she imitated their behavior and rode straight into the school without getting off the car.
Director Yan looked indifferent. There were such rampant students. He didn't take the school rules seriously!
No need for him to say anything, Director Wang, who had a sinister face next to him, took a step to the left and drank:
"Stop, stop!"
Director Wang is a burly man. He not only has the job of protecting the school, but is also responsible for coaching the school's sports students. Those strong young men who practice sports are controlled by him at will.
Shan Xiao in his previous life was also captured by him and his physical education teacher Gu Wei.
What's more, now there is a fragile little girl riding a small electric bicycle. Director Wang stretched out his hand and easily stopped Lan Zichen and opened his mouth to criticize:
"Didn't your head teacher tell you? You can't enter the school by bicycle? Did you turn a deaf ear to it? Can you memorize the school rules of No. 4 Middle School?" Director Wang scolded her mercilessly, but he did not show mercy because she was a little girl.
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This outright scolding attracted many students to watch and watch the excitement. Being criticized in such a public place made Lan Zichen feel a little embarrassed.
The little girl didn't have a soft character, and she didn't tolerate the criticism completely. She asked, "I know there are school rules in No. 4 Middle School, but I don't think any students can memorize them!"
Who in the right mind memorizes school rules?
Director Yan next to him looked serious. When he saw a familiar figure in the audience around him, his thoughts moved and he pointed:
"This classmate, please memorize the school rules of No. 4 Middle School for her to listen to."
Wang Longlong was making fried buns in one hand and sweet soy milk in the other, eating happily.
Seeing the familiar Director Yan, he quickly cleared his throat and blurted out:
"First, self-respect and self-love, pay attention to appearance; second, be honest and trustworthy, treat others politely; third, abide by rules and disciplines, study diligently; fourth, be diligent and frugal, honor parents..."
"Okay, okay, come here, you're carrying it very well." Director Yan was very satisfied.
Wang Longlong said politely: "As a student of No. 4 Middle School, I should."
When Director Yan saw Wang Longlong being so humble, he admired the student even more.
Director Wang looked at Lan Zichen again: "Is there anyone who can recite it?"
Lan Zichen felt extremely embarrassed. She remembered this boy. What's wrong with you? Why should you memorize the school rules when you have nothing to do?
However, Lan Zichen was still unconvinced, "Didn't someone ride a scooter into the school just now? Why didn't you stop him?"
She pointed out the injustice.
Gao Heshuai: "I am number one in the city. Do you know how precious my time is? If nothing else, you don't need to be number one in the city. If you can be number one in the school, I will ask the security guard to salute you every time you enter the school."
The security guard in security uniform next to him:?
In the end, Lan Zichen's name was taken down for violating school discipline. At the same time, her class lost the right to compete in the red flag of civilization.
…
Jiang Ning enjoyed the comfort of riding a bicycle on campus. Around him, there were many students pushing bicycles, frequently looking sideways.
Jiang Ning had never enjoyed this kind of treatment before. Even if he was the first in the grade, he could not violate the school's rules.
Only a number one like Xue Yuantong, who exceeds the standard, can do this.
Xue Yuantong was riding a bus. When she passed the campus avenue, she saw two familiar figures, so she waved in the car: "Good morning, old monitor."
After hearing this, Huang Zhongfei also waved his hand and said hello with a smile: "Good morning."
Yu Wen beside him spoke in a very gentle tone, like a lady: "Oh, monitor, you are so popular, Xue Yuantong said hello to you."
Huang Zhongfei: "She is quite polite."
Immediately, the conversation between the two ended, and Yu Wen was always at a loss for words when facing the monitor.
Yu Wen walked closer to the squad leader. Today was the day she finally found an opportunity to have breakfast with the squad leader. She must take advantage of this opportunity to get closer.
Yu Wen launched an attack: "Squad leader, last time I heard Yanan say that the classmates in the class thought we were in love."
Huang Zhongfei heard what she meant, and he already had a way to deal with it. He answered smoothly, almost relying on instinct:
"It's okay, we are not afraid of slanting shadows."
Yu Wen: “…”
Her squad leader was still so upright and upright, but Yu Wen was anxious. She wanted to hear the answer she wanted to hear.
Yu Wen pretended to be pretentious and said: "What if I have a guilty conscience?"
Huang Zhongfei was ashamed: "..."
…
Jiang Ning climbed the stairs to the second floor and saw several Class 1 students reciting texts in the east corridor, and the sound of reading could be heard.
Then along the corridor, after turning a corner, the corridor to the south of the entrance of Class 8 was empty, and there was no atmosphere like that of Experimental Class 1.
Although there is a monthly exam this week, the atmosphere before the exam is not strong. Everyone should eat, chat, and play on their mobile phones.
Pastor Liu took a glass of boiling water and said angrily: "Yang Sheng, what do you mean, I sent you a text message and you didn't reply?"
Yang Sheng was drinking tea at her seat. She blew on the tea cup: "I'm sorry, I blocked it and didn't receive it."
Liu Chuandao was annoyed and said disparagingly: "Let me tell you the truth, you are actually quite average in appearance, far worse than the person I was talking to before."
"Oh, it's very good." Yang Sheng sipped the tea slowly and leisurely, with a natural look on her face, and her ear-length straight hair added a bit of freedom and lightness to her.
Liu Chuandao stared at Yang Sheng's handsome side face. The more he looked at it, the more itchy his heart became. He denied it inconsistently:
"Let me tell you this, the person I was talking to before has long hair and is much prettier than you."
Yang Sheng: "Oh."
Liu Chuandao kept chattering and attacking with words: "During the time I was transferred to Class 8, I met more than one person who said that you are not easy to get along with and that you are very crazy."
He continued to attack: "If I am the only one who says you are not easy to get along with, then it may be my problem, but there is a group of people who say bad things about you..."
Yang Sheng interrupted him: "If a group of people say bad things about me, you must have colluded."
…
In the back row of the classroom, Lu Qiqi complained: "What the hell! Why is there expired milk sold at the door?"
She didn't have breakfast today, so she just bought a carton of milk and an egg to cushion her stomach, and planned to wait until the morning break before going to the school cafeteria to eat something.
"Fortunately, I checked before drinking, otherwise I would have drunk expired milk. The boss is so evil that he sells expired milk." Lu Qiqi was annoyed.
Wang Longlong: "Qiqi, don't be angry, I will let Qingfeng share his soy milk with you later."
Hu Jun: "What do you think Qingfeng is?"
Wang Longlong: "He doesn't know?"
Hu Jun: "No, he has already given the soy milk to Xin Youling."
Wang Longlong: "By the way, do you still check the production date before drinking milk?"
Wang Longlong estimated that if he had eaten it, he would have eaten it directly and would not have had the consciousness to look at the date at all.
Lu Qiqi said: "I didn't read it before. Last time my grandma called me and said that I hadn't been to her house for a long time. After I went, she brought me a box of milk. After I drank it, I felt that the milk tasted wrong. It turned out that the milk
It’s been overdue for half a year.”
Ma Shicheng, who was playing games, added: "Is that expired? Aren't you going back late?"
