[Rebirth ABO] Do you know about the temporary mark?

Late students were lined up in a row, and the teacher on duty was a middle-aged man with thinning hair and a serious smile. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed at the late students with one hand on his hips and the other.

"One by one, I'll register them all, and I'll find your class teacher later!"

Several students wailed softly. Ming Xu was late for the first time. When he registered at his place, the teacher was surprised: "Ming Xu? Why don't you..."

Mingxu knew this teacher. It was Qian Qizhi, his math teacher. Mingxu was a student in a key class, and his grades were among the best in No. [-] Middle School, so he knew all the teachers.

His face was a little burning. After all, this was the first time he encountered such a situation. Teacher Qian looked a little angry and asked, "Why are you late?"

Ming Xu said leisurely: "I went to the hospital to deliver meals to my family."

After hearing this, Teacher Qian paused, calmed down a bit, and said to Ming Xu, "Be more careful in the future."

"Understood, teacher."

"What about you?" Qian Qizhi continued to ask the next question.

"I...I also delivered meals to my family, Mr. Qian!"

"Fart! Cen Ran, I can't count the number of times you've been late with ten fingers since the start of school! You'll be left alone later, you really don't know how to repent if you can't be punished!"

The male student named Cen Ran lowered his head, glanced at Ming Xu resentfully, and muttered in a low voice: "Compared with good students, the treatment is different."

Ming Xu squinted at him, disapproving.

He just wanted Teacher Qian to finish registering his name and go back to the classroom quickly, because the roll call is also required in the class, and their head teacher is strict when he is out of the house.

The row they were standing in was quite empty in the middle, and Ming Xu was curious when she heard the rustling of the students:

"You will die if you stand in the past!"

"It's kind of you to change places with me! You don't even look at who it is!"

They winked.

"Fuck, this...then you should come over a little bit, the old money will only scold you, I'm afraid you will get beaten up if you go over there."

Among the dozen or so boys in this row, one of the vacant seats seemed a bit abrupt, and this abruptness was mainly reflected in his height.

He was tall and straight, compared to those who stood crookedly and didn't look good, that one stood upright, as motionless as a mountain, as if he was standing in a military posture.

The morning sun shone through the luxuriant leaves, casting a layer of halo on that person. Ming Xu seemed to be driven by some kind of magic, and he had to see the appearance of that person clearly.

"Mingxu, what are you looking at with your neck stretched out?"

Old Qian's words startled him, and he hurriedly said, "It's nothing..."

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Ming Xu said, "Teacher, let me register for you."

Old Qian was already sweating profusely by catching a dozen or so late-comers by himself, and now he has someone to help share the burden.

Mingxu took the registration book, and heard a disdainful sneer: "Look, people will still curry favor with the teacher, hmph."

He glanced at it, didn't pay much attention, and went to register for the old money.

After passing through the one-meter-long space, Mingxu came to that person. The morning breeze blew, and there was a faint, cool pheromone in the air.

Ming Xu froze in place, her pupils dilated slightly, and her lips parted slightly.

This taste...

It's him!

It's that person!

The one who saved him from five gangsters that night and sent him to the hospital!