Quick Wear: About the Things I Saved from the Villain

Tang Li didn't even think about where Shi Yunchen had gone and walked straight to the experimental building next door.

When I got to the rooftop, I found that the door that was usually closed had been opened, leaving only a half-closed gap.

Tang Li shook his head helplessly. His habits hadn't changed at all over the years.

Just as she was about to open the door, Shi Yunchen's voice came from the crack of the door -

"...She has always been like this. She sees everything and makes no difference."

"Alright, alright, last time we called you a licker you were still mad at us, now you're upset again, buddy I agree with you now, in a few days when you get better you'll be the first one to come after me."

Shi Yunchen's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of sarcasm, "A bootlicker? I'm not one to begin with."

"She doesn't need it," he paused, his voice drifting away in the wind, "I sometimes feel that she doesn't care about anything in this world except painting."

She can move forward persistently towards her goal, but she is unwilling to compromise for him who is following behind her.

The rooftop was silent. Zheng Siyu and Zhang Lin looked at each other, not knowing what had happened and not daring to speak.

The door creaked and a cold female voice came into my ears.

"It seems that all my candy has gone to the dog."

Tang Li walked closer step by step, his expression showing no emotion, but it made the two people in front of him feel a chill down their spines.

"Um, ahem, classmate Tang is here," Zhang Lin pulled Zheng Siyu's hand and moved them out, with an awkward smile on his face, "Well, it seems like class time is almost up, you guys chat, we'll go back first."

"Well," Tangli nodded politely, "If possible, please ask for leave for us."

The two of them don't rely on teachers to learn anything, but they can always help the school win good rankings in exams, so it's no problem for them to take a leave.

"Ok, no problem!"

The two men walked away with a flash of oil on their feet, leaving only two people behind.

Shi Yunchen lay beside him, looking at the playground in the distance, his eyes fixed and stubborn, refusing to move over.

"Do you dare to say that you don't admit it?" Tang Li asked.

Shi Yunchen jumped up instantly, "Who dares not to admit it?"

Tang Li sat down on the bench next to him and said, "You shouldn't vent your anger on Deng Zhenbai."

Shi Yunchen grinned, but his eyes turned red again.

Look, she knows him so well. She knows exactly what he is upset about, but she is still unwilling to give in.

Tang Li lowered his eyes and played with the candy in his hand, squeezing the candy wrapper so hard that it rustled. He did not look at Shi Yunchen's expression but just talked to himself.

"In a week, I will follow my mommy Aunt Jiang to travel around the country to collect inspiration and paint."

With her level of painting skills, traditional training was meaningless, so her mother Song Qingyu contacted her good friend and, together with her good friend's apprentice, a group of five people went traveling around to paint. This was something that had been planned before, but now Deng Zhenbai was added to the group.

Shi Yunchen's hanging hands trembled, and he turned to look at Tang Li with a somewhat fierce expression, "Tang Li, am I someone you can summon and dismiss at will?"

Tang Li raised her eyes and looked him straight in the eye, "This is why I asked you not to change classes."

Shi Yunchen gritted his teeth and looked at her for a long while, then sneered, "I care?"

He turned around angrily and left.

This time, Tang Li did not chase after him, but just looked at his back and sighed.

"never mind......"

She didn't chase him. When she went downstairs and wandered on the playground, Yunchen ran into Deng Zhenbai.

"Hi~"

Shi Yunchen stared at him for a few seconds, then turned around and was about to change direction.

"Hey."

Deng Zhenbai quickly pulled him back, his face full of grievance, "Am I really that ugly?"

As for leaving when you see him?

Shi Yunchen frowned, "What a grown man, what kind of sissy words are you talking about?"

Deng Zhenbai's mouth twitched, "Not really, right, friend?" Why the personal attack?

He was good-tempered, shrugged and said with a grin, "But I'm not a macho man. Appearance is still very important. If I'm ugly, I won't be able to find a boyfriend."

He raised his chin towards Shi Yunchen and said, "You too."

It's hard to find a girlfriend if you're ugly.

Shi Yunchen's pupils trembled, "What did you say?"

"the same as you?"

"No, last sentence."

"I can't find a boyfriend because I'm ugly?"

"You, you like boys?!" Shi Yunchen tremblingly stretched out his arms and hugged himself, "You, you don't like me and deliberately stir up trouble between me and Tang Xiaoli, do you?!"

Deng Zhenbai was really speechless this time. He looked Shi Yunchen up and down and touched his chin in disbelief.

"How did Xiaoli stand you?!"

Shi Yunchen became more alert after hearing this, with an expression of "I guessed it right" on his face.

The good-tempered Deng Zhenbai encountered such a speechless thing for the first time, and rolled his eyes fiercely, "You are not my type, okay?"

"Besides, a friend's wife should not be bullied. I, Deng Zhenbai, have not reached that point yet."

Shi Yunchen's pupils shrank, and he put his hand back down, almost breaking his voice, "Whose wife are you talking about?!"

Deng Zhenbai looked at him like an idiot and said as a matter of course, "Tangli."

Oh.

Shi Yunchen silently put down his hand. After hearing Tang Li's name, his face was complicated. "You, you figured it out?"

That’s right, he, he is Tang Xiaoli’s fiancé, no, fiancée is fine too.

Hey.

Deng Zhenbai looked at him speechlessly, "What can I see? Isn't this what she told me?"

He thought she went up there to talk it out and pour out her heart, but in the end she still knew nothing, so what did she say when she went up there?

But when he thought of the silent conversation just now, he felt that he could understand it.

It was the first time that he felt it was so difficult to talk to someone. I guess it was the same for Tangli.

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Lately, my hands have been out of control whenever I touch the keyboard (I feel guilty), and the plot has gone at a rapid pace, completely inconsistent with my original outline.

So! I choose! ...Respect the independent plot direction (guilty x2)

So, um, there might be some small tricks later, which are related to some small foreshadowings in the front... Please don't scold me if you have a sensitive heart ●^●