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Chapter 5 Conflict
Wen Xin'ai felt that she was discriminated against again, not because of her ugly birthmark, but because she was able to study in the No. [-] Middle School. Somehow, the class knew that she was the daughter of the director of the Municipal Bureau of Culture. And she was able to enter this school because of her father.

When she heard that her father could help her get into this school, she was ecstatic, but only then did she know that she would be excluded. Unlike the birthmark that everyone pointed at in junior high school, her current classmates are very concerned about her birthmark. She doesn't seem interested, and no one will really bully her, but the ubiquitous indifferent eyes and whispers directed at her make her feel that no matter where she goes, someone is saying bad things about her.

It was much better than someone spitting on her hair when she was in junior high school. After school, she carried her schoolbag and walked in the direction of the subway, memorizing English words while walking, which was a bit boring.

It's been almost a month since school started, and she hasn't seen Song Zihe in school yet. She used to think very simply that she would see him often in one school, but in fact, different grades and teaching buildings are not in the same building, so The chances of meeting are almost zero.

"Then why am I working so hard to get into this school?" She looked at the mobile phone used to memorize words, turned the mobile phone to the radio, and listened to the music on it.

When she was about to get to the subway, she thought it was the rhythm of the music playing on the radio, but when she heard it again, it was not, but the sound of a basketball bouncing off the ground. A boy is dribbling a ball back and forth, jumping and shooting.

Because she was a student on duty today, she came home later than usual, and it was already dark. The boy in front of her made a three-pointer with the help of the street light. Wen Xinai saw that the boy's arm was wet with sweat. There was a faint bright color, outlining the beautiful and sexy muscles, she couldn't help but stop, looking at it stupidly.

It was Song Zihe, who was different from the reticent and even indifferent Song Zihe who was in the past when he was making up lessons for her. At this time, he was in high spirits, his handsome face was dripping with sweat, full of energy, especially when he jumped up, he really looked like Like in the anime, the whole body is shining.

She was a little dazed, but suddenly thought of something, lowered her head and quickly took out her wallet from her schoolbag, nodded, then turned and rushed to the convenience store next door.

"How old are you? If you smoke at such a young age, I won't sell you these cigarettes." The clerk of the convenience store was standing inside the counter with his waist in his arms, and said to a tall and thin boy outside the counter.

The boy hung his schoolbag strap on his shoulder with his right finger, and put his other hand in his pocket. His hair was dyed silver, and he was wearing a loose white shirt and sweatpants. He was staring at the clerk: "It's none of your business for me to buy cigarettes, what?" How old is I? I can be your grandfather now."

"You kid, why are you talking like that? Your school told us not to sell you cigarettes. Be careful and I'll call your teacher." The clerk said with a loud voice, not to be outdone.

"Call it, it's best to call it right away, do you want me to tell you my phone number?"

Wen Xinai took two bottles of Coke and stood beside them, but it seemed that no one would pay her. She was about to turn around and put them back, but the clerk called her: "Come here, little girl, and I will count the money for you."

"Get cigarettes for me first." Seeing that the clerk ignored him, the boy punched the counter heavily.

Wen Xin'ai was startled, shrank back, and dropped a bottle of Coke on the ground.

The boy then looked at her, squinting his eyes slightly, looking down at Wen Xin'ai.

This feeling came again, it was the same feeling as when other boys were about to bully her before, the hairs would stand on end.

"I won't buy it." She quickly picked up the Coke, put it on the counter, and rushed out of the store as if fleeing.

But within a few steps, the schoolbag on her back was suddenly pulled, preventing her from moving forward.

"Wen Xinai." The boy called her name.

She was startled, could it be that she was really a classmate who bullied her before?She turned her head reluctantly, and only then did she see the boy clearly.

His hair is as silvery as snow, which is almost the same color as the white shirt on his body. Under the thick black eyebrows, there are a pair of long and narrow eyes, which are slightly upturned at the corners of the eyes, but they are pure single eyelids, which make his whole face look very handsome. There was a bit of hostility in his eyes, and people couldn't ignore his existence. He was very tall, with one hand still hooked to the strap of his schoolbag, and the other condescendingly holding Wen Xin's beloved schoolbag.

"What do you want?" Afraid that he would suddenly take out a dead frog from somewhere to scare him, or pull her hair forcefully, Wen Xinai shrank back again.

"Your name is Wen Xin'ai? I remember correctly." The boy approached her with a smile, grabbed her schoolbag and shook her vigorously.

Wen Xinai followed suit, lowered her head and let out a "huh".

The boy seemed very happy. He didn't look at how scared Wen Xin'ai was at this time. Seeing the Coke on the counter, he said, "Do you want to buy a Coke? I'll do it." He took out the money, put it on the counter, and picked up another bottle, "Uncle, if you don't want to buy cigarettes, why don't you buy this head office?"

The clerk glared at him and took the money angrily.

Wen Xinai was a little at a loss holding the Coke. She originally wanted to buy it for Song Zihe, but somehow it became the current situation, and she couldn't figure out why the boy who wanted to bully him would buy her a Coke.

"I don't know you at all, and I don't want this." After hesitating for a while, she returned the Coke plug to him, and then fled outside.

The boy stood there in a daze, watching her run out, and the clerk behind him smiled and said, "You want to pick up girls like this, you're scared to death, no, run away."

The boy frowned, turned around and gave the clerk a hard look, but didn't say anything. He unscrewed the Coke in his hand and took a sip, then walked out of the shop slowly.

As soon as Wen Xin'ai ran out of the store, she saw the boy following her, drinking Coke and walking towards her. She looked at Song Zihe who was still playing not far away, and didn't want to run any further to let him see her Being bullied, he simply stopped and watched the boy approach.

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly, walked up to Wen Xin'ai, and handed her the undrinked Coke: "Take it."

Wen Xinai obediently took it.

"Twist off and take a sip," he ordered.

Wen Xinai didn't move. Last time, a boy also made her drink Coke, but something was put in the Coke, and the stench was overwhelming.

The boy drank coke on his own, looked at her trembling body because of fear, but his face was blank, it seemed that he was often bullied, just like the guy "light bulb", who was used to being beaten, every time This is the look on his face when he was beaten.

"What are you running for? Do I have the word 'bad guy' written on my face?" He was still looking at her, seeing the purple birthmark that was originally covered by her hair, and his eyes rested on it, " Like a butterfly." He said nonchalantly.

Wen Xinai was startled, and looked up at him slightly.

He pointed to her birthmark: "It looks like a butterfly, flying." He reached out to lift her hair, "It's actually not ugly, why are you covering it up so tightly?"

Wen Xinai reflexively dodged back and stared at him.

Seeing her hiding so quickly, the boy frowned, and when he got angry, he swears, "Damn, I didn't hit you, why hide?"

"I don't know you at all. If you want to bully me, hit me a few times and leave quickly." If you didn't want to bully him, then the boy's behavior was too weird. Wen Xinai was not afraid at this time, and stared at him.

Hearing this, the boy pretended to fight, Wen Xinai subconsciously shrank back, but she didn't wait for a long time for someone to call, she raised her head, and the boy had already jumped onto the flower bed next to her, squatting there and looking at her.

"My name is Du Ning, the admission ticket you picked up last time is mine, Wen Xin'ai, I fell in love with you that day, how about being my girlfriend?" He squatted like this, as tall as her, with silver-white hair , handsome face, with an irrefutable tone, but looked at her casually.

Wen Xin'ai's eyes widened, what's going on?She remembered the naughty boy in the examination room, but only saw her once. Everyone called her ugly, but he asked her to be his girlfriend. Is it a joke?Or another way to bully her?
She frowned slightly, thinking that it was more terrible than hitting her a few times and pulling her hair a few times.

"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm leaving." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left.

On the contrary, Du Ning was taken aback. No one dared to refuse him yet, no matter if he was afraid of him or really liked him, as long as he spoke, no one would have the same attitude as her. She really wanted to die.

"Wait." He jumped off the flower bed and grabbed her hand.

Wen Xinai threw him away as if she had been pricked by a needle, and this was the first time a boy shook her hand.

She blushed, seeing that Du Ning wouldn't let go, she lowered her head and bit it. Du Ning retracted his hand reflexively, and he took a step back at the same time, but bumped into a person.

"Who doesn't have eyes." He turned his head viciously, but saw a boy who was as tall as him standing there, holding a basketball in his hand, covered in sweat.

The boy looked indifferent, he didn't even look at him, but looked at Wen Xin'ai and said, "Why are you in a daze, I'm going home." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, pulled Wen Xin'ai and was about to leave.

He saw Wen Xin'ai let him hold her without any struggle, and when he thought of his reaction when he held Fang Xin'ai just now, he was furious.

"Damn it, didn't you see that I'm here? If you want to take her away, let's see if I agree first." When he spoke, the unfinished Coke in his hand had already thrown towards Song Zihe.

Song Zihe raised his hand to block it, and before he could react, Du Ning's fist also hit him.

Song Zihe didn't expect the boy in front of him to be so vicious. He didn't like fighting, and he was far less good at fighting than Du Ning. When he punched him in the face, he subconsciously shrank back, but still hit his nose. There was a severe soreness in the nose, and there was hot stuff dripping down from the nose. He pushed Wen Xinai aside with one hand, and watched Du Ning's foot kick with the other hand. He didn't care about the basketball with one kick, he pulled Wen Xinai beside him and ran away.

It's not that he's afraid, but that he doesn't want to fight. He knows what the consequences of a fight are, that is, the school finds out, and then a lot of trouble. He is not an impulsive person, and even at this time he calmly chooses to avoid it.

After running for a long time, it seemed that no one was chasing after him, so Song Zihe stopped and wiped his nose with his hand, which was full of blood.

The person behind was panting heavily, saw the blood on his hands, yelled, and hurriedly looked for a napkin from his schoolbag.

"Don't worry about it, you go back." He didn't turn his head, Wen Xinai behind him made him feel very troublesome, why did he meet her again, or when she was being bullied, it seemed that nothing good happened when meeting her, It's really annoying.

"But I was injured, and I brought disinfectant cotton." Wen Xinai felt that she was really hateful. She clearly wanted to avoid Song Zihe, and she didn't want him to see her being bullied, but she still hurt him. She's a troublemaker, she's about to cry, no matter how bullied she was before, no matter how painful she was, she never thought of crying, but now she really wants to cry, "It's all my fault, do you want it?"

She tiptoed to wipe off the blood for Song Zihe, but Song Zihe avoided him.

"Go back, I'm fine." He wiped his nose with the hem of his clothes indiscriminately, Song Zihe frowned, he just wanted to find a place to wash his face quickly, instead of being pestered by the girl in front of him, seeing her refusing to stand Go, and look like you are about to cry, finally sighed, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

(End of this chapter)