Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Yan Feng grinned and answered him: "My name is Yan Feng, and meeting each other is fate!"

Yue Que nodded.

He opened his mouth.

After all, he swallowed back the words he introduced himself with great effort.

Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "Is it enough to eat?"

Yan Feng smiled: "That's enough, I'll finish it right away, you don't have to wait for me!"

As he spoke, he picked up the wontons and began to shovel them into his mouth.

Eat or not.

His body was still dirty, and his clothes hadn't been washed for who knows how long.

Occasionally, with his movements, a little of the skin underneath can be exposed from the cuffs of the sleeves.

Yue Que could see it clearly.

The skin was bruised and purple.

I don’t know if he was beaten by a family member or if he was injured while fighting with others outside.

But no matter what the situation is, it has nothing to do with Yue Que.

It also proves that there are absolute differences between the two of them.

He shouldn't have any more contact with this person.

I reminded myself this over and over in my mind.

But the fact is that Yue Que sat there and watched Yan Feng finish the meal quietly.

But when Yan Feng put down his chopsticks, he symbolically repeated: "Don't follow me again."

Yan Feng grinned and was noncommittal.

That smile is so pretty.

Yue Que was stunned when he saw it, and he immediately forgot about the time.

The final result was that he successfully experienced being late for the first time in his life.

Although the teacher was a little surprised when two people appeared at the door of the classroom at the same time. But as Yue Que was a good student, the teacher didn't ask him too much and just let him go back to his seat.

As for Yan Feng, the situation is different.

The teacher scolded him in front of the whole class.

Then he was told to go to the office after class, and then he was allowed to go back to his seat and sit down.

At this time, Yue Que realized belatedly that he and the little stalker were not only in the same school, but also in the same class.

Yue Que has an indifferent character who doesn't pay attention to others, so it's natural that he can't remember Yan Feng's existence.

However, when he saw the teacher scolding Yan Feng in front of him, Yue Que's fingers actually clenched tightly.

But he was still trying hard to remind himself not to have any contact.

So even if the anger was burning, he was still suppressed by himself. He reminded himself over and over again to pretend he hadn't seen it, then looked away and started preparing the textbooks for the first class.

At this moment, the voice of Chen Ning, the son of his deskmate and his father's business partner, came to his ears.

Deliberately lowering his voice, he said: "Yue Que, you were late because you were robbed by Yan Feng, right? If you are bullied, you have to speak up. I will support you, buddy!"

Yue Que:......

He looked back at Chen Ning with a complicated expression.

He had all his emotions written on his face.

That is clearly telling Chen Ning: The strength of the two of us is at stake here, do I need your help?

Chen Ning coughed lightly.

He himself was aware of the problem.

After all, Yue Que is not only tall enough, but also practices judo all year round, which also makes him very powerful in combat.

There are a lot of muscles in the body.

It seems impossible for a thin and chicken-like person like Yan Feng to hurt Yue Que, right?

After understanding this, Chen Ning interpreted Yue Que's entry into class with Yan Feng this morning as a coincidence.

I originally planned to take back my thoughts and go to class.

Unexpectedly, Yue Que actually asked him again: "Do you know Yan Feng?"

Chen Ning was stunned.

The sun comes out in the west.

When did this man start caring about other people?

Shocked. Since Yue Que asked, Chen Ning responded well: "You, a guy like you who doesn't care about other people, don't know Yan Feng. He is actually quite famous in our school."

Yue Que:?

Chen Ning continued: "It is said that his mother died early, before he entered junior high school. His father was originally a laborer in the factory, but later it was heard that he molested a female worker in the same factory and was fired. Go home. Drink and gamble every day, and owe a lot of foreign debt."

Yue Que nodded.

No wonder I don’t even have money for breakfast.

No wonder he's so thin.

If it were this kind of family environment, then everything would indeed make sense.

But before he could reply, Chen Ning continued: "But if you feel pity for him because of this, you are totally wrong. Their family environment is indeed very poor, but he himself is not a good person either." The person I get along with, to be precise, he is famous in school because everyone knows that it is best to avoid him when you encounter him, so as not to cause trouble for yourself."

This kind of comment successfully made Yue Que's expression look even more ugly.

He said: "He often does bad things in school?"

"That's not the case. He always hangs out with those gangsters. I don't know if he has done anything bad."

Chen Ning said: "There was also the period when school first started. It was said that someone came to make trouble. He fought with three people by himself and almost beat them to death. In short, from then on, serious people did not I’d love to get close to him again.”

Yue Que hesitated: "...Is he like that?"

It was so soft and weak that it looked like it could be crushed to death with one hand.

If this can be done one against three.

How weak are those three?

Seeing Yue Que's thoughts, Chen Ning also gave an answer. He said: "He is indeed not very powerful, but if you can't resist him, you will risk your life. When others fight, they fight, and he took out a way to die with them." Stance. Then who do you think can beat him?"

Yue Que can understand.

In the following time, the class went on as before, but Yue Que found that he could not focus on the blackboard and the teacher at all. Instead, he always subconsciously looked towards the corner of the classroom, where Yan Feng was.

He didn't know what he was looking at, or what he wanted to see.

Even when Yan Feng occasionally shifted his gaze in his direction, he would move his gaze away as quickly as possible.

It's like peeping.

Not perverted.

Yue Que cursed himself hard in his heart.

He also asked people not to think of him as a stalker.

As a result, Yan Feng didn't look in his direction during the first class. On the other hand, he himself seemed to have his eyes locked on Yan Feng and never moved in any other direction.

Yue Que was desperate.

If this situation continues, who is more like a stalker? ?