There was the sound of a chair sliding on the floor next to her, and the boy stood up and came over. She was so nervous that she turned her head away. She could guess what the problem would be, but she never thought of this.
"Shen Ruomian, are you hungry?"
It was almost the end of school now, and according to the time point, she should be in the last class. Zhou Qiao sent a message saying that he would help her ask for leave from the teacher, so he never woke her up.
But she didn't know why Jiang Rang asked for leave or skipped class. From what he meant, he probably stayed here all afternoon.
Thinking of this, she began to think about whether she had snored just now and whether she had done anything to ruin her image.
In front of the person they like, all the details begin to be magnified and taken care of, and they cannot tolerate any mistakes on their part.
Shen Ruomian didn't know what to eat, so it was Jiang Rang's choice.
Two students wearing Qinghe school uniforms were sitting in a porridge shop. The boss took a few more glances. Shen Ruomian looked at Jiang Rang who had a calm expression opposite him. Looking at the boss's eyes, which seemed to reveal someone sneaking out to fall in love, Shen Ruomian lowered his head. He took a sip of tea.
"What do you want to eat?" A handsome hand came over pushing the menu.
Every time Shen Ruomian had to look at it more. She was a little short-sighted, so she dragged the menu in front of her and squinted her eyes to read it.
Finally, I chose preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and Jiang Rang ordered the same thing.
The porridge was cooked fresh, so the waiting time was a bit long. Shen Ruomian began to miss the time when You Ming was gradually settling down, at least it wouldn't let the place get cold.
From the direction where Shen Ruomian was sitting, she could see the casserole on the stove in the kitchen at the back. The foam was about to overflow. Her mood was as tormenting as the porridge in the pot.
Jiang Rang wore glasses today. He took them off because he needed to eat. He put them on his hands to play with and said in a calm voice: "Why don't you ask for leave when you are sick?"
"I thought I could hold on." She just had this premonition in the morning, but she didn't expect that her condition would get worse in the afternoon. However, after sleeping in the infirmary for an afternoon, she found that she was almost better.
"It's okay to miss one day of class. If you don't understand, you can ask me."
A sweet feeling spread in Shen Ruomian's heart, and she no longer felt so uncomfortable about what happened yesterday, so she nodded.
She was also thankful that she had gone to the bathroom to look in the mirror just now and found that the slap marks on her face had almost disappeared, so no one should have noticed it.
When the porridge was served, both of them ate in silence. Jiang Rang ate quickly, stood up and walked away for a while. Shen Ruomian finally stopped pretending and ate big mouthfuls.
In addition, yesterday, she didn't eat for almost a whole day and night. She just caught a cold. I don't know if it was the effect of Jiang Rang's words or the effect of the porridge. In short, she didn't feel so uncomfortable in her stomach.
Jiang Rang put on his glasses again when he came back. In fact, his facial features tend to have an aggressive beauty, but it's hard to imagine that his personality is that of a legendary child from other families. He is excellent at everything. He doesn't like to laugh, but Being in front of friends will give you a sense of intimacy, which makes Shen Ruomian couldn't help but think of the scene when a teenager smoked, which was a rare act of rebellion.
So he must have some unknown troubles.
When the two of them were walking on the street, it happened to be after school. Someone in the same class but couldn't name him looked over curiously. Jiang Rang's name was conspicuous, and the place where he was was the focus of attention.
"Jiang Rang." The girl came over to say hello and smiled at Shen Ruomian beside her.
Shen Ruomian recognized her at a glance. She was the girl who asked Jiang Rang for her contact information that day. Later, she found out that she was the class beauty of the next class, Song Huan. She had great figure, appearance, and talents. She was said to be the class beauty. It's low-key. If Zhou Qiao is a wild beauty, she is the kind of beauty that even girls can't help but fall in love with.
Jiang Rang's attitude towards her was neither cold nor indifferent and he nodded.
Song Huan had a nice smile, with her long hair tied to her ears. Her friend was still waiting for her in the distance, so she said hello and left.
"I'm talking to you."
Someone bumped her shoulder, and Shen Ruomian heard Jiang Rang calling her.
"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Rang looked over seriously, their eyes met. Shen Ruomian was defeated first, and she looked away.
It was at this distance and this movement that Jiang Rang saw the strangeness in her ears and his tone became serious: "Where are your hearing aids?"
Shen Ruomian covered her ears uncomfortably: "I forgot to put it on today."
"real?"
"Um."
"Shen Ruomian, don't lie to me. I'm just going to ask you one last time, is it true?"
She turned around again, with something in her eyes: "Fake."
police station.
The same policeman was on duty yesterday. Due to professional issues, he had an impression of Shen Ruomian. After finishing the transcript, he still warned: "We will send people there to get your hearing aids back, and we will punish them accordingly. Do not worry."
Jiang Rang asked one more question: "Will they be put in jail?"
The police were in a dilemma: "This kind of behavior can only lead to civil detention, warning and education for them."
After leaving the police station, the young man's voice came from behind: "If I don't ask you today, what are you going to do?"
Shen Ruomian looked sideways at him and watched him reveal her plan: "I will flatter them falsely, collect evidence and send them to jail."
That's why she listened to Zhao Hanxi and pretended to be controlled, but actually had a plan.
"Do you think that as a minor, you can beat those people?" He seemed angry, and he didn't even realize that there was ridicule in his tone.
Shen Ruomian was speechless.
She really wasn't sure.
But who can she rely on? Shen Huai said that he would not care about her if something happened. From the time he came to Jingzhou, the poor boy Shen Huai in the small town no longer existed. He didn't even want his grandmother. Xu Shu As early as the first meeting, she knew that the other party actually didn't like her. Shen Ruomian didn't believe that the photo had nothing to do with her. Why would a servant target her when there was no threat? Could it be Xu Jinzhou? , or Zhou Qiao, not to mention whether they are willing or not, this is a puddle of dirty water, and she doesn't want to involve so many people.
She lived for seventeen years, troubled too many people, and lived out of place in this world. Her mother's words before her death always prevented her from standing in the sunshine.
Sometimes I wonder if it would be better if I had never been here.
There was too much sadness tonight, like a box that had been dusty for years, which contained her past seventeen years. She was miserable and had nowhere to cry.
I opened my mouth to say something, but my throat seemed to be filled with strong winter wind, making it dry and astringent, making me unable to speak.
The young man looked at her silently, and after a few seconds, he took a few steps forward and hugged her.
"I'm sorry, I spoke too harshly." He saw that she was sad.
He doesn't know how to comfort people. Ming Jian'an said that sometimes a hug is the best comfort. He regards Shen Ruomian as a friend and wants to give her the best comfort.
At this age, some people say that this kind of existence has crossed the line, but when you see a lonely girl with red eyes and even the street lights are sad for her, what will you do?
The young man was very tall and held her head. She could hear no sound in her left ear, but she could feel the feverish heartbeat.
In the distance are the lights of thousands of houses, and occasionally cars drive by, and some curious people turn their heads to take a look, but no one bothers them.
Shen Ruomian's eyes seemed to contain sand, and she tried her best to control them.
