I was reborn as my own white moonlight

The sprayed cold water wet the whole body, and the burning heart slowly cooled down. Hua Yan stood in front of the shower, with the sound of rushing water in his ears, and couldn't quite hear what Luo Jin was shouting outside the door.

Hua Yan turned off the shower, the unfinished water slid down his forehead, his wet hair moved back, his knuckle fingertips grabbed a towel to wipe his hair, "What did you say?"

"Lend your composition to practice calligraphy for me!" Luo Jin repeated.

Hua Yan paused the hand that wiped his head, and said in surprise: "Did you read my writing?"

Hua Yan also didn't expect him to turn his mind so fast, and he actually learned to look for people by reading handwriting. The only thing to worry about is the little habit of leaving a tick at the end.

Even if the font has undergone earth-shaking changes, it can't change the habits that a person has developed over the years, not to mention that after practicing for a long time, Luo Jin may find that her own font was born out of him.

It's as if no matter how much a person changes, the only constant is that he is himself, which is a fact that cannot be changed no matter what.

"Didn't you find that your writing is more in line with my aesthetics?" Luo Jin was deeply attracted at the first sight of the writing, and the more she looked at it, the happier she became, and the corners of her mouth could not be suppressed.

Hua Yan's thin waist was wrapped with a blue bath towel, and his head was covered with a towel. He pushed open the door of the bathroom without hesitation: "Do you like it?"

The locked door of the bathroom was suddenly opened, and Luo Jin took a half step back. Everywhere she looked was full of intriguing scenes, and half of her face blushed shamefully.

The thin layer of muscle does not look bulky at all, and the smooth eight-pack abs that have been trained, used to be only four packs, but now all eight packs have been trained.

This...isn't this hitting people?

"I like a fart, so that's it?" Luo Jin's envious eyes froze, and she refused to admit it stubbornly.

Forgot that the liking they were talking about was not the liking he thought.

The scorching gaze seemed to be igniting Hua Yan's abdominal muscles, who would believe it if he didn't like it?

"do not like?"

"Of course!"

Luo Jin answered quickly, as if it could take back the envious look in the beginning.

"Okay!" Hua Yan nodded as if I understood, "Since I don't like it, I won't lend you the composition."

"Composition?" Luo Jin blinked her eyes and signaled him to say it again.

Hua Yan snorted softly: "Otherwise what do you think it is?"

"I thought..." Luo Jin glanced down, "It's good, I'm very satisfied."

Hua Yan: "!!!"

What are the words of a tiger and wolf?

"Where are the eyes looking?" Hua Yan's wet fingertips pinched Luo Jin's cheek, it was red and hot, and it felt excellent, "Huh?"

"I'm sick!" Luo Jin shook off the hand pinching her face, cursed and ran away, not forgetting to yell when she ran away.

"Remember my composition, or I won't spare you!"

"How can I like you if you're not sick? A shy ghost!" Hua Yan laughed at himself, lowered his head and reminisced about the soft touch not long ago, and wanted to pinch it again.

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The rain continued to fall, and the wind kept blowing, as if they were competing with each other. The wind blew the rain and directly rubbed against people's faces.

"Eat less ice cream, we still have dinner when we get home!" Hua Yan patted the back of Luo Jin's head lightly, and kept tilting the umbrella in his direction, protecting the ice cream eaters around him.

Lest the rain drip on the ice cream.

"Master, I just ate one, can this eat too much?" Luo Jin took a bite of the ice cream, shivering from the cold, "But then again, why did Mingmei take the car back and we walked?"

After a moment of silence, Hua Yan replied: "Can you cook? If you can, then you also take the car."

"Fart! Didn't you just think about the two-person world?"

Hua Yan suggested; "Then start taking the bus tomorrow?"

"Don't sit down!" Luo Jin turned her head away from him, licking the ice cream on her own.

God's face changed as he said, the light rain that was agreed with the weather forecast the day before, and the next day it started to be small raindrops. It is unexpected that the longer it rains, the heavier the rain will be.

It seems like it won't stop.

The sound of the rain covered the small voices, but it couldn't cover the cries and shouts from the fights at the entrance of the alley.

"You kid is kind! Have you ever fucking beaten three?"

"He wants to be a hero to save the children and I'll be the first one to refuse to agree. This little body can only be beaten!"

"Hahaha! Look at this dying bird, you really think you can beat us, it's ridiculous!"

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The intermittent voices from the alley seemed to be telling others that someone was fighting inside, and they were in a posture to save lives.

But it was windy and rainy, and it was after school, everyone was rushing home, and no one would come to the alley to save people.

"Let's go and have a look!" Luo Jin didn't want the ice cream in her hand, threw it into the trash can, and dragged her to the place where the sound came from.

The rainy day is already dark, especially at the entrance of the alley, it is even darker, the rain forms an indistinct curtain, and a boy wearing their school uniform is vaguely seen protecting the short little boy, facing The three flashy students from other schools didn't have the slightest fear.

The older boys obviously don't know how to fight, and they were helpless after being beaten by the three punks. The little boy curled up in a corner and begged for mercy.

"Don't hit your big brother anymore. I'll give you all the money I have on me. Don't hit me! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo~"

The older boy fell to the ground and endured the punches and kicks of three students from other schools, struggling to remember.

"How the hell someone dares to behave wildly on my territory, I think they don't want to live anymore!" Luo Jin rolled up her sleeves and rushed forward, grabbed one of them, and threw him to the ground with her backhand, "Look Did you forget the lesson from last time?"

The stagnant water on the ground suddenly hit a person, as if a stone was thrown in the river, and the splashed water splashed onto Luo Jin's trousers.

Hua Yan stood not far away and watched, Luo Jin, a mere three students from other schools, beat one with ease, and was not worried about him, but the boy who fell on the ground and was beaten was a little familiar.

The three of them were beaten so helplessly that they couldn't even touch a piece of clothing, only after being beaten, they looked at each other and took the opportunity to escape.

"Are you all okay?" Luo Jin stopped the fighting posture, squatted down and helped the boy who fell on the ground to get up.

"Thank you, if it wasn't for you..." The boy slowly got up from the ground with a pained sound, looked up and saw Luo Jin's face was stunned, and then smiled, "I didn't expect you to see me in such a mess .”

The boy is Fu Sui.

"It's you!" Luo Jin exclaimed, this coincidence is a bit outrageous, saving someone can also save him.

The little boy curled up in the corner wiped his tears and came over, his wet eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you, big brothers."

"You're welcome! Remember to tell the teacher and parents when you encounter such things in the future, you know?" Luo Jin reached out and touched his head. The child looked about seven or eight years old, and the three of them worked together to blackmail a child. No face at all.

The little boy sniffed, nodded obediently, and said, "Understood."

"Is there an umbrella?" Luo Jin leaned over and asked.

The little boy shook his head: "No."

"I have." Fu Sui picked up the umbrella that fell on the ground, opened it, and stuffed it into the boy's hand, "Do you want to take you back?"

"No, my house is nearby and we'll be there in a few minutes." The little boy clenched the umbrella in his hand, bowed and thanked again, "Thank you big brother."

"Go home quickly, or you'll catch a cold sooner or later." Fu Sui patted his little shoulder and told him, "The first thing to do when you get home is to take a hot bath."

"Remember to drink plenty of hot water." Luo Jin interjected.

"Well, I see, thank you brothers." The little boy slowly left the alley with an umbrella in his hand.

Luo Jin stood aside and silently watched the little boy leave, then came back to look at Fu Sui again with new eyes, her eyes stayed on the corners of his bruised mouth and slightly swollen cheeks.

Thinking of Hua Yan's more than one exhortation to stay away from him, saying that this person is not as simple as it appears on the surface.

If saving people can be counted as carefully designed, without any traces, to create an image of a sunny boy for himself, to break the initial perception of him, and to make people fall into the trap bit by bit, how terrible is Fu Sui this person? .

But what if this is true?

Luo Jin fell into deep contemplation, and after wandering for about ten seconds, finally chose to believe in the big inkstone, the kind that Fu Suihe nailed to the iron plate with ulterior motives, and couldn't even hook it off.

"I didn't expect to meet you here. I must have been terrible just now, right? I just got beaten." Fu Sui lowered his head in shame, and the heavy rain fell on his body, as if he was mercilessly mocking him.

It looks a little pathetic.

"Indeed." Luo Jin nodded approvingly, fully agreeing with his point of view, "Good food."

"Even if you say that, I'm afraid there's no way out." Fu Sui squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky. The rain that fell from the gloomy sky was life-threatening rain, which was endlessly pattering.

"The rain won't stop for a while, why don't we run to the eaves over there to shelter from the rain?"

Hua Yan stood in the rain curtain holding an umbrella, no matter how blurred the curtain formed by the rain was, it was impossible for him to be invisible.

Fu Sui pretended not to see it on purpose.

"No need, hide yourself!" Luo Jin was dripping wet, her red hair soaked in the rain stuck to her face, looking like a drowned chicken, "I have someone to accompany me."

After speaking, he ran all the way to Hua Yan's side.

Fu Sui's face darkened for a few seconds and then returned to its original state, waving silently goodbye to Luo Jin.

The fingertips covered in mud lightly brushed the corner of the bruised mouth, it seemed that the beating was for nothing!

No, it can't be said that it was in vain, at least Luo Jin's unwavering heart was shaken by him, although it was only for a dozen seconds.

Hua Yan stood under the street lamp with a smile, and when the person came, he put on his coat forcibly, "Are you injured?"

"Young master's reputation as a school bully is not something you can boast about. Let the three of you relax!" Luo Jin beamed as she described her bravery, and even wearing a coat couldn't prevent her from showing off her fighting posture.

Hua Yan asked: "Is it cold?"

"It's windy and rainy, why don't you try it?" Luo Jin put on her coat calmly, without putting it on her shoulders.

"Drink more hot water when you go home to drive away the cold." Hua Yan put his arms around Luo Jin's shoulders and leaned against his body, warming him with his own body temperature.

"Are you a fucking straight boy?" Luo Jin completely forgot what he told the little boy to drink more hot water just now, and reflexively disliked the straight boy Hua Yan.