Let's walk together for the rest of our lives. If the host says to leave, she will leave.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the huge villa was brightly lit.

Jiang Mingcheng changed his shoes at the door and went in. He subconsciously looked towards the living room, but as expected, he didn't see anyone.

As usual, the servant came forward and told him the words he repeated almost every day: "The master and the lady will not be back today because they are working overtime. Please go to bed early."

The Jiang couple worked in the same company. Both of them were workaholics. When they were busy, they didn't care about anything else and left Jiang Mingcheng completely to the nanny.

He doesn't study, dyes his hair, skips classes, and fights; all of these are just a child's clumsy way of attracting his parents' attention.

Sadly, he never succeeded.

Even if he tried his best, he could only get those two busy men to scold him, and then they could be easily called away by a work call.

The smile on his lips faded and he returned to his room in silence.

After washing up and lying on the bed, he looked through his mobile phone and added the person with the note "Thirteen Dollars and Fifty Cents" to a group called "The King's People".

The avatar of Thirteen Yuan and Fifty is a black and white anime girl with short hair, and her arrogant look is very similar to Gu Ling.

Jiang Mingcheng clicked into the chat interface, then deleted the words "13.5 yuan". It took him a long time to let his finger fall, and he finally typed three words: baby face.

Sorry, he still didn't remember the name of Thirteen Dollars and Fifty Cents.

After changing the notes, Jiang Mingcheng felt much better and turned off his phone to sleep.

The night light at the bedside emits a soft light.

He had a dream about something that happened a long time ago.

This dream was neither good nor bad, probably because his mood was up and down today.

The first time Jiang Mingcheng realized that being a "bad kid" would not attract his parents' attention was one afternoon in the second semester of his senior year.

He skipped classes and slept on the rooftop in the sun. He accidentally overslept and the sun had already set. Just as he was about to leave, the rooftop door was pushed open with a bang.

He witnessed a one-sided bullying.

He swore that he was just curious about how some people could get beaten without fighting back, and how some people could cry without making any sound.

So he went up and punched the bullies hard. They knew Jiang Mingcheng, so they didn't dare to fight back, but just cried and begged for mercy.

At that time, Jiang Mingcheng thought: There are indeed people who just take the beatings without fighting back, but the way these people cry is really ugly.

He felt quite bored and told them to get lost coldly, then quickly left the rooftop.

A month later, he skipped class again and went to the rooftop.

A skinny boy bowed to him and said thank you in a loud voice.

Jiang Mingcheng finally reacted after everyone left. He looked at the thank-you letter and milk on the ground, and suddenly, he had a crazy idea -

If he were someone else's savior, would someone always be watching him?

……

It was just past nine o'clock when Gu Ling sent Jiang Mingcheng back, and her father Gu sent her upstairs to rest and study.

After finishing the test paper, she picked up her phone to check the time and found that she had been pulled into a group by Jiang Mingcheng.

Just as Jiang Mingcheng said, she was his 250th younger brother, and there were a total of 251 people in the group.

——Welcome new members!

——Brother Jiang is awesome and saved another person.

save?

Gu Ling stared at the sentence, slightly surprised.

So the people in this group are all those saved by Jiang Mingcheng?

Gu Ling sighed, he is really kind-hearted.

The atmosphere in the group was very good. It was late at night and not many people spoke. Gu Ling replied with one sentence out of politeness.

"Hello, good night."

Then I didn’t care about the reactions in the group and just went to bed.

The next morning, Jiang Mingcheng stepped into the classroom at the last second before the bell rang, and the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

Chen Fei, one of Jiang Mingcheng's younger brothers, let out a loud "Fuck!" and grabbed his deskmate Lu Lin's arm and shook it wildly. His voice was the only one in the quiet classroom.

"Fuck! Wow! I saw Brother Jiang come to class. He's not late! It's seven o'clock, seven o'clock!"

The attention that was originally focused on Jiang Mingcheng was drawn to himself by Chen Fei by himself, and Lu Lin was so embarrassed that he dug his toes into the ground.

This eye-catching bag.

Gu Ling naturally also saw Jiang Mingcheng, but she didn't want to be conspicuous, so she lowered her head to read.

Jiang Mingcheng glanced around the classroom, ignoring Chen Fei who was waving frantically to attract attention and Lu Lin who was about to crawl into the ground, and walked over to Gu Ling and sat down.

He wanted to call out his name, but Jiang Mingcheng didn't remember Gu Ling's name, so he could only utter: "Hi~"

With a simple move, Jiang Mingcheng became the center of the crowd again, and Gu Ling should be added to the mix.

Gu Ling picked up a book and placed it in front of Jiang Mingcheng: "Don't talk, read."

Jiang Mingcheng casually placed the book in the center of the table and prepared to lie down to sleep. Seeing dozens of eyes staring at him, he immediately turned cold and said, "Don't look at me, read the book."

The sound of flipping pages of books suddenly rang out in the classroom.

Gu Ling: “…” Flipping so fast, are you guys doing quantum reading?

Jiang Ge came to school, not late

Brother Jiang took the initiative to chat up the transfer student

When did the transfer student get on my big brother?

As soon as he showed up, the front-page headlines of No. 13 Middle School were refreshed several times, and the campus confession wall had already begun to reveal the identity of the transfer student.

Originally, a group of people were very excited and thought there was a big melon. After the insider broke the news that Gu Ling was saved by Jiang Mingcheng, a group of people said:

It's gone. It's gone.

Jiang Mingcheng is a person who likes to stand up for what is right. Thanks to him, although the study atmosphere in No. 13 Middle School is not very good, the campus atmosphere is very positive.

It was a little unbelievable when the teacher walked into the classroom, and I kept confirming that I was not in the wrong place.

When I saw Jiang Mingcheng in the back row, I suddenly understood. Oh, it turned out to be Jiang Mingcheng.

With him around, classroom discipline will be much better.

The teacher tried his best to suppress the upward curve of his mouth, coughed lightly and said, "Okay, students, let's start the class."

The teacher's eyes were filled with so much doting that Gu Ling got goosebumps all over his body.

Jiang Mingcheng is a guy with ridiculously good relationships with people.

The teacher began the lecture, and Gu Ling took out his study materials and started studying.

I have almost finished learning all the high school knowledge and now is the review stage. The progress of No. 13 Middle School is too slow and the students' foundation is too poor. Gu Ling is self-taught and only asks the teacher if there is something he cannot solve.

She was studying with full concentration. Jiang Mingcheng was turning Gu Ling's book around and around when she suddenly remembered something.

This is Babyface's book, so her name should be on it.

He opened the first page and found nothing inside.

It is a good habit to write one’s name in textbooks, but unfortunately Gu Ling doesn’t have it.

He flipped through a few more pages, but without really reading the content of the textbook. Instead, he discovered that Gu Ling's handwriting was pretty good.

Because the textbook has been read many times by the owner, it is a bit old. The notes inside are neat and detailed. It can be seen at first glance that the owner of the textbook is a good student.

Straight A student.

These two words suddenly popped up in Jiang Mingcheng's mind.

He turned his head to look at Gu Ling. Gu Ling was still wearing the same high ponytail and blue and white school uniform. She did not lie on the table when writing. Her back was straight, and her white fingertips held a black signing pen as she wrote and drew.

Gu Ling's seat is next to the window. The window in this direction does not receive direct sunlight in the morning, and one can see the blue sky and white clouds outside through the window.

The square windows and the blue sky outside framed Gu Ling like a picture frame. The cool breeze in the early morning occasionally lifted the strands of hair on her forehead, making her look a little more vivid.

The top student in the TV series is probably someone like Gu Ling.

Clean, serious, focused, gentle (crossed out), and a cute baby face.

"What are you thinking?"

Jiang Mingcheng replied: "I miss you."

Hearing this, Gu Ling stopped writing and turned to look at him.

Jiang Mingcheng didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said. Seeing that Gu Ling was finally willing to pay attention to him, he moved closer to Gu Ling.

"I think you can go to film a TV series and play a top student." Jiang Mingcheng casually glanced at the densely written questions by Gu Ling and added, "Play your true self."

Gu Ling reflected that she might be too sensitive, and Jiang Mingcheng had no idea about "falling in love" at all.

How could she always think like this about her helpful classmate Jiang Mingcheng?

Gu Ling continued to write the questions: "Not interested."

Jiang Mingcheng just said it casually. Seeing that Gu Ling was writing very quickly, he asked, "Have you done this set of questions before? You wrote so fast."

"No, it's just simpler."

Jiang Mingcheng, who couldn't understand a single word, was attacked by the academic master.

He sighed and slumped over the table, one hand on his stomach.

Gu Ling's gaze fell on him again. Was he hit or was he feeling uncomfortable?

Out of the revolutionary friendship they had worked on together yesterday, Gu Ling asked, "What's wrong with you?"