The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"what?"

Tang Jiao thought his ears were mishearing, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Lin Li! It's the one wearing glasses in the front row."

Tang Jiao looked over and saw that he was an ordinary-looking boy, neither fat nor thin, but she was sure that he had never crossed paths with him.

"why?"

Tang Jiao was hard to understand.

She spent almost half of her 16 years of life struggling between school and the hospital. Such a thing as "being secretly in love" had never happened to her.

"You're so good-looking! Just before, your hair was black and long and straight, white and thin. You're a perfect little beauty!"

Chen Mili poked Tang Jiao's arm teasingly.

Tang Jiao shook his head helplessly, "That's not the case now."

Chen Mili suddenly lost her words and said, "Ahem, actually I think the short hair looks pretty good too. It's so cool to go out! One of a kind, sweet and cool style!"

Tang Jiao didn't expect that the quiet Chen Mili would turn out to be like this, and he was made to laugh by her several times.

"To be honest, it turns out that you are always wearing a hat and don't speak much. I am embarrassed to talk to you, but it suffocates me to death."

"Let me ask you another question. Why did Xiao Jingchuan drag you out during the self-study class yesterday afternoon? The classroom was in a state of shock. But I looked at his expression and thought he was going to beat you up."

Tang Jiao glanced back carefully and whispered, "I made him angry."

"Oh, Xiao Jingchuan is quite scary when he's angry. I was shocked when he kicked Zhang Feifei's desk that day. But he's so handsome! Although he is usually very handsome, the feeling of being a domineering president is even more charming."

Chen Mili looked like a little girl in love. Tang Jiao asked hesitantly: "Mili, do you like Xiao Jingchuan?"

Chen Mili admitted nonchalantly: "I like him. He is a handsome young man who is good at decathlon. Which girl in the class doesn't like him? However, Xiao Jingchuan usually looks distant, so everyone doesn't dare to get close to him." Hehe. The male god can only watch from a distance, and he doesn't dare to play with it."

It turned out that the little girl admired her, so Tang Jiao nodded in agreement.

Xiaojingchuan is really great.

It's great to be such a good friend to such a good person.

Tang Jiao secretly smiled contentedly, feeling that he had taken a big advantage.

"However, that day was a real relief. Zhang Feifei hasn't been here for the past two days, so she probably has no face to see people. She is usually cute and gossiping, and she deserves it. Ah! My boyfriend is so reliable and feels safe!"

Chen Mili said, grabbing Tang Jiao from the side and shaking him, "Tang Jiao, be well too! Let's be good friends!"

Tang Jiao was a little shy and a little happy because of her straightforwardness. He smiled shyly and raised his hand with difficulty to hug back.

Xiao Jingchuan, who was sitting in the back row, narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene.

He moved his eyes away inexplicably unhappy.

The body leans back, the head is raised and the chin is slightly raised in a relaxed manner. The delicate facial features and sharp jawline outline an aggressive profile.

At this time, everyone in the class has arrived, and many people are secretly looking sideways, with secretive expressions, whispering to each other, and the rustling noises are disturbing, Xiao Jingchuan's breakfast I haven’t eaten it yet, and I can’t eat it now.

His eyes randomly scanned the people in the class, his eyelids slightly raised, as if he was in a fugue.

Suddenly, Xiao Jingchuan's eyes paused, and the sharpness in his eyes suddenly condensed.

There is a boy in the fourth row on the left who is twisting his body and holding his cell phone to take pictures here.

Xiao Jingchuan frowned, his eyelids lowered, his aura changed instantly, and his back straightened as he relaxed.

Xiao Jingchuan stood up with a sullen face, pressed Lin Haojie's shoulders, raised his long legs and stepped out from behind him. Under Lin Haojie's confused eyes, he walked up to the boy in a few steps, raised his knuckles and knocked on the table.

"knock."

There was a powerful muffled sound, and all the prying eyes of the class turned around.

Li Cong was secretly filming Tang Jiao with his mobile phone, and saw Xiao Jingchuan walking out with a bad expression, but he didn't expect that he was coming for him.

At this time, Xiao Jingchuan stood in front of Li Cong. He was about 1.8 meters tall and shoulder-width apart. He stood in front of him like a god, looking down at him. There was an invisible shadow behind his eyes, which was full of oppression.

Li Cong was a little frightened, wondering how he had offended this giant Buddha.

The surrounding students were also frightened by the atmosphere, and no one dared to speak.

Li Cong had no choice but to stand up.

He was half a head shorter than Xiao Jingchuan, and he felt even weaker.

Xiao Jingchuan's dark eyes focused on Li Cong's face for a moment. The latter moved his eyes away as if he was shocked by electricity. He turned around and walked out without saying a word from beginning to end.

Li Cong hesitated for a moment, put his phone into his pocket, hunched his shoulders and followed out.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was really hard to breathe when Xiao Jingchuan frowned.

"Wang Kai, what did Li Cong do?" Zhu Man asked with lingering fear.

"How do I know?" Wang Kai was also confused.

The person next to him patted his chest: "Damn! I was scared to death. I thought Xiao Jingchuan was going to beat him up."

corridor.

Xiao Jingchuan leaned against the fence, spread his palms towards Li Cong, and said calmly:

"cell phone."

Li Cong was stunned and hesitated for a while before taking out his cell phone from the pocket of his school uniform and handing it over.He had already vaguely guessed the reason why Xiao Jingchuan was looking for him, but he couldn't figure out what this had to do with him, Xiao Jingchuan.

"Open."

Xiao Jingchuan didn't answer.

Li Cong reluctantly pressed his fingerprints, and Xiao Jingchuan reached out and took it.

He opened the camera neatly and clicked on the photo album. The first five photos were all of Tang Jiao, the first four were of her eating breakfast with her head down, and the last two were close-ups of her head pulled in by the camera.

The camera's automatic sharpening and color emphasis functions made the arc-shaped scar darker, and the traces of sutures were as clear as cracks. They occupied half of the side of the head, and were savagely scratched from the back of the hairline to behind the ears. The visual effect Very creepy.

Tang Jiao's hair is now so short that it can be ignored, and the scars can be seen at a glance. In other words, it has not had time to grow long enough to stop some people's curiosity and malice.

Xiao Jingchuan's face became even colder, and he pulled two fingers to enlarge the close-up of the scar, which ferociously filled the entire phone screen. He glared directly under Li Cong's eyes and said coldly:

"What are you doing filming this for?"

Li Cong was so frightened that he closed his eyes, turned his head and hurriedly explained: "I was just curious..."

"I was out of curiosity, took so many pictures? Does it look good?"

"Still - who do you want to send it to for viewing together." Xiao Jingchuan's eyes were full of anger.

Li Cong was anxious when asked. He closed his eyes and defended: "I, I just patted her casually! She doesn't mind being exposed. Let's take a look and see what's wrong?"

"Take a look, what's wrong-"

Xiao Jingchuan chuckled softly, put the tip of his tongue against his cheek, and playfully repeated Li Cong's words word for word, with a clear coldness.

"Since you like to watch others so much," he said, taking a half step back, raising his chin slightly, lowering his eyelids, his eyes were like selecting pork at the market, he scanned Li Cong from head to toe, then nodded and whispered:

"Then let me take a picture for you, too, for everyone to enjoy."

After saying that, he neatly took out his mobile phone, and the camera suddenly focused on Li Cong's face. The latter quickly retreated and turned his head, raised his hands to cover his face, and tightly blocked the big bean on his left cheek with both hands. Black mole.

Xiao Jingchuan sneered when he saw this, with an undisguised sarcasm on his face.

After realizing his anxious and timid movements, Li Cong's face flushed at first, and then slowly turned pale, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly due to strong shame and low self-esteem.

At this time, someone passed by, and Li Cong immediately covered his face and turned away to hide against the wall, as if everyone passing by was staring at him and mocking him.

"Why, do you feel humiliated?"