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16-year-old Han Yesen sat helplessly in front of the fortune teller, propping his face with one hand, listening to Chu Ling, the third master of the Chu family, talking about his passing years, glanced at the grandma who brought him here, and sighed.

Filial piety!

If it weren't for his filial piety, how could he come to tell fortunes just to coax grandma!

"Third Master, what are you talking about the reincarnation of the nine generations, the soul of the blue shadow unicorn master divided into two, and the ambergris. What does this have to do with our Komori going to a boys' school or a college?"

Han Yesen sighed, this Mr. Chu is too good at breaking things, and his speech is stinky and long. As long as the unicorn he said has an ancestor, then he can also say that he was in charge of the three realms of heaven, earth and human, controlling life and death.

He lay his hands on the table, his chin tapped the back of his hands little by little, and heard a sound of playfulness outside the window, and looked out of the window with his face lying on his stomach. There were three boys running in the courtyard. They looked like a pair of brothers and a boy of the same age. .He squinted and listened to them yelling and chasing each other, occasionally there was a sound of fighting, mostly two-on-one, bullying a boy named Chu Peng.

"Liezi! You are protecting Xiaobao again! This way I will lose forever! Stop playing!"

"Brother, you are so childish. It's just a game."

"Chu Peng, look, Xiaobao is more sensible than you."

"You two! Me! Ahh!! I'm sick of it!"

Han Yesen also found it interesting to hear it. He has no siblings, nor playmates of the same age, and he has never tasted the feeling of being protected by others.He heard grandma's anxious tone in his ears, matched with the unhurried tone of Mr. Chu, and he was talking about how the fire unicorn would smell the fragrance to find him, and whether it was good to go to a boys' school or a college.

He really felt that fortune-telling had a bright future. As long as he spoke in a general and ambiguous way, he could receive red envelopes without paying taxes.

"Komori. Let's go."

"Hey. Grandma."

"Xiao Mori! You have to pay attention. The third master said that the person who smells your body will bring you wealth, luck, and all kinds of good luck."

Han Yesen smiled obediently. According to his experience in coaxing the elderly, he must first respond well, and then he will be very western-style.

"Grandma, you are so kind to Komori. I like grandma the most."

Grandma Grandma was very happy, and after saying hello three times in a row, she secretly stuffed him with pocket money.

Han Yesen has to drag and drop obediently twice, two times are enough, the third time, the money will be taken away.He got into the car with his grandma, followed her advice, and went to the new school first to go through the transfer procedures.

"Grandma, I can't go back to England?"

"Study Chinese for two years temporarily. Your mother said two years, and then let you go back to university."

Han Yesen couldn't hide his loneliness: "Really..."

He knew that his mother had remarried. Her mother was a standard British woman with a romantic and elegant temperament, but at the same time possessed the arrogance of an aristocrat. She was very different from his father's easy-going personality.

"Grandma will accompany you."

Han Yesen coquettishly said a few more sweet words, glanced out the window, and saw a boy hurriedly riding a bicycle into the campus, he poked his head, and what caught his eyes was a baroque white archway, with cursive script written in gold , he also only understood the four characters of the boys' school, and couldn't understand the school name at all.

"Uncle Lin, are we at school yet?"

Uncle Lin answered yes, and said that he would go around the campus to pick them up after the meeting was over.

Han Yesen responded, and went to the office with his grandmother to go through formalities. When he entered the office, he saw the boy running into the office just now, laughing and joking with the teacher beside him.

"Grandma, is that boy..."

This boy seemed to be a boy named Liezi who had just been playing in Chu's house.

Same school?

The teacher followed his eyes and smiled: "Know him?" Before he could respond, he called out to the boy again: "Lie Zhaoxu, come to the director."

Han Yesen watched him running, he didn't know whether he knew him or not, he just saw it, and then came by himself, and he came by bicycle, the current coincidence made him feel, it felt very coincidental.

"Help the director take care of the transfer student. Chinese-English mixed race, Han Yesen."

Lie Zhaoxu nodded with a smile: "Director, I don't ask for much. Just clear the record of being late."

The director chuckled, scolded him for being a brat, and asked him to take Han Yesen around the campus, but he led his grandma to the VIP room to rest.

Han Yesen followed Lie Zhaoxu out of the office, casually explored the campus and said it was not big. There are eight buildings in total, one building has six floors, and there are twelve classrooms on the first floor. There is a five-story arc-shaped library opposite. The gymnasium is at the back of the classroom building.

"what grade are you?"

"second grade."

"I can't do my classmate!"

Han Yesen nodded: "I just saw you at Chu's house."

"Are you going to Chu's house?"

"Yeah... to tell your fortune."

"Third Uncle, Super God."

Han Yesen hummed and laughed twice.

"You do not believe?"

"Do you believe it?"

Lie Zhaoxu nodded, took the message as a matter of course, and then sniffed with his nose: "Do you wear perfume?"

"Huh? Are you talking about me?"

"It's just us here." He chuckled.

Han Yesen stopped in his tracks, he was a little taken aback.

"You are a male?"

I always find it strange that it is a man who brings money and luck?

"We... go to an all-boys school. You know that?"

"Yes. So let me make sure that you are a man."

"Ah?" How can I not look like a man?

Han Yesen approached him, and whispered mysteriously, "Fortune tellers say that people who can smell my body will bring me money and luck!"

"You don't believe me?"

Han Yesen blinked and pointed at himself: "But I didn't wear perfume." It was a bit mysterious.

"It's okay. Men always have some body odor to hide."

Han Yesen frowned, smelled himself, it didn't taste good.

"It doesn't matter. You smell it." He hooked his neck and pressed against his neck.

Lie Zhaoxu leaned close to his neck, looked at his slender and fair neck and collarbone, his face gradually turned red with that fragrance.

"Okay! You didn't wear it. Deodorant, deodorant!" He surrendered.

When you meet for the first time, hooking your neck makes you smell it. It doesn't smell bad, but it feels embarrassing.

Han Yesen still hooked him, but on tiptoe, he glanced at Lie Zhaoxu.

"How tall are you?" I still hooked it, but let it go, I always felt that my self-esteem was damaged.

Lie Zhaoxu glanced at his feet, straightened his shoulders, and took two steps forward: "Just... taller than you."

He leisurely admired the way the short legs were busy running and jumping.

"And be stronger than you."

Deliberately raised his shoulders, so that Han Yesen could not hook himself with bad intentions.

Han Yesen kept on doing it, hooking his hands, jumping his legs, straddling his shoulders, wrapping his short legs around his waist, letting Lie Zhaoxu carry it on his back, and hugging him with all four limbs.

"It's you who bully transfer students like this!"

"Whoever bullies whom! Come down!"

"Say I have body odor! I'll let you smell it!"

"Didn't you say it was deodorant!"

"Huh. So you can really smell my body fragrance?"

"You're changing too fast."

"Bring money."

"what?"

"Bring luck."

"Hello."

"You follow me from now on, and I will cover you."

"what?"

Han Yesen patted him on the back, pointed to the building opposite, he couldn't see Lie Zhaoxu's downcast face, and spoke very briskly.

"Let's go. Let's go to that building!"

He really didn't expect to meet a little follower who brought money and luck so soon!

"You, get off, down, come on."

"Oh. Are you tired?" He obediently slid off his back.

Lie Zhaoxu was taken aback for a moment, and changed again!This well-behaved and caring appearance in front of him made me feel guilty.

Han Yesen walked forward, after walking a few steps, he realized that he hadn't followed, he turned around and said, "Lie Zhaoxu."

Lie Zhaoxu looked at him, exhaled angrily, looked at his smiling face illuminated by the sun, and thought for a moment that he was really good-looking, mixed-race people were really popular, and he looked good even if he smiled casually.

Han Yesen hooked his fingers: "Come here."

Lie Zhaoxu canceled the compliment just now, except for his appearance, his personality is very arrogant.

"Don't tell me!" Still walked over, who asked him to take him around the campus.

Seeing him approaching, Han Yesen hooked him up: "What are you talking about. You are my little follower who brings money and luck."

"screw you."

"Fuck you? Foul language?"

Lie Zhaoxu paused, he seldom uttered foul language.

"Amusing me?" He gave him a blank look.

He now has a kind of true face discovered, the appearance of giving up on himself.

Han Yesen walked beside him: "My Chinese is fairly good. But I haven't said any foul language."

Lie Zhaoxu didn't want to talk to him, so he asked perfunctorily, "Why?"

"My father has been away for a long time, my mother is very strict British, can you teach me to speak foul language?"

Lie Zhaoxu stopped in his tracks and was dumbfounded again.

He felt that he had met a great fool.

"Or you don't know it either? But you scolded so naturally just now, shouldn't you be hiding your secrets?"

Lie Zhaoxu felt an inexplicable anger called victory or defeat in his heart. After taking a few deep breaths, he tried to restore his original self as much as possible.

"It's okay if you don't, follow me, I will teach you when I learn it, don't hide my secrets."

"Damn... you idiot."

"Hey. You're really hiding your secrets."