Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

The picture of Cen Ling and Li Rong eating in the cafeteria together and sharing a portion of rice noodles quickly spread.

News about influential figures in the school spread quickly, not to mention there were two influential figures here.

Lin Qin also felt many subtle changes because he got closer to Cen Wei and Li Rong.

For example, no one uses his things without saying hello, no one throws his work to him during class cleaning, and no one asks him to help with takeaway and delivery without shame.

In fact, those people never bullied him too much. The management of school violence in A is very strict, and there have been no social incidents in these years.

But it was this kind of vague contempt that was unbearable. He could not complain everywhere like Mrs. Xianglin, nor could he tell Yang Fenfang about these shitty things one by one.

Now, when these people ask him for something, they even ask him if he can do it.

If he summoned up the courage to refuse, they would just give him a sneaky look, and then return to their seats disheartened, not daring to say anything else.

Lin Qin's mood improved a lot when he came to school every day.

Moreover, he found that before, he thought that Cen Wei was scary, simple and unreasonable, and Li Rong was cold and unapproachable, which was actually a kind of prejudice.

Probably because of Cen Wei's deep background and strong aura, it always gives people a feeling that they can't be provoked, but in fact, in the past three years, Cen Wei has never bullied anyone by relying on his family background, even the kind of gangsters. None of the exclusions.

He didn't even bother to do such a thing.

Although Jian Fu occasionally sneezes and speaks out of his head, he really doesn't have any bad intentions. Talking to such a person is practical, and he doesn't have to worry about the other person's face to face. Well, who can have no shortcomings.

And Li Rong, Lin Qin doesn't know how to thank Li Rong, everyone said that from the Li Qingli Gu Nong incident, he saw the evil under the Li family's glamorous surface, but what he saw was exactly the opposite, if he encountered such a situation He will definitely not be able to bear the ups and downs in his life, he may become extreme, his temperament will change drastically, and he will retaliate against the society, but Li Rong does not, Li Rong is stronger than anyone he has ever met.

He believes that one day, the society will return the Li family's innocence. Although justice delayed is not justice, it is better than nothing.

If he can help Li Rong in the future, he will spare no effort.

On Thursday, Li Rong received information from the court, informing him to move out of the villa before the weekend, and the court will take back the house for auction.

The court clerk in charge of this matter was very sympathetic and informed his uncle Gu Zhaonian to pick him up.

But Li Rong knew that Gu Zhaonian would not come at all, and maybe because Jian Fu dealt with Gu Tian, ​​he also held a grudge against him.

He didn't care, just smiled and thanked the clerk.

To be honest, he was relieved to be moving out.

Although this is the home where he has lived for more than ten years, because his parents both died at home, every time he comes back, it is a lie to say that he is not depressed.

This kind of depression reminds him all the time that he is still far from his goal, but he will make mistakes if he is eager for quick success, and he can't make mistakes now.

He plans to temporarily move to the school dormitory, but moving is also a physical effort.

Li Rong came up with the idea of ​​Cen Wei and Jian Fu.

After the first class on Friday, Li Rong picked up the thermos and went to the hot water tank to collect water.

When he came back, he took the initiative to stand by the Jianfu table.

He tilted his head and looked at the desktop where Jian Fu was holding papers, and smiled with his lips curled up: "It's so far away that I haven't handed in, I'll write it for you."

Jian Fu is concentrating on playing games. Normally, when he is playing games, he would never listen to anyone around him, but this time is different. He seems to be listening to fairy music, and when he looks up, he looks like Lin Qin for the first time in his life. It felt like Li Rong was shrouded in holy light.

Jian Fu took off the single earphone: "Damn, is it true or not?"

Although he was introduced by a special talent from University A, and he didn't have the pressure of the college entrance examination, but Jian's parents and parents would be embarrassed. If he was too blind in the exam, his parents would not be able to hold their heads up, so Jian Fu was a little afraid of the teacher's complaint.

Yang Fenfang always likes to babble about small things and turn them into big ones. He talks to his parents about his study attitude and his bad style of cheating with the whole exam room. Also a headache.

Li Rongyun glanced at the paper, and said calmly: "It took me less than 10 minutes to write a paper, and I'm free even if I'm idle."

Jian Fu was overjoyed, and he didn't care about the game, so he hurriedly gave Li Rong his liberal arts homework: "Hurry up, thank you, save me from the fire, I'll invite you to the cafeteria at noon today!"

He felt that his brother was a little wiser.

There is nothing wrong with bringing Li Rong over, at least it can save a lot of effort in completing homework.

With a smile in Li Rong's eyes, he took the paper and went back to his seat.

Jian Fu was as happy as a squid swinging his arms, he patted his deskmate on the shoulder triumphantly: "You do your homework yourself, dad won't accompany you!"

Li Rong returned to his seat, put the paper and water glass on the table, put his left leg on the knee of his right leg leisurely, held the pen between his fingers, shook it, and then began to write the paper for Jian Fu.

Cen Wei glanced at the blank paper, quickly looked away, looked at the blackboard casually, and said calmly: "You can simplify the routine."

Li Rong turned his head and looked at Cen Wei for a few seconds, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said slyly: "Why, I didn't trick you, are you jealous?"

He looked at Cen Xiao with great interest, as if he really wanted to see jealousy from that face that was always expressionless.

He is now more and more able to see the changes in Cen Wei's emotions. Maybe it's because Cen Wei is not so defensive in this life, or maybe he knows Cen Wei better than before.

Cen Xiao snorted lightly, his lips tensed a bit, he didn't say he was jealous, he didn't say he wasn't jealous, his expression was disdainful, but somewhat hard-spoken.

Li Rong slowly put away his smile, and continued to look at Cen Xiao's face, his expression changed from the joking one just now to a bit serious.

"Anyway, I can't trick you, and you will definitely help me." His voice was too gentle and honest, making people want to live up to this trust.

Cen Wei's voice suddenly tightened when he said that, and the vague displeasure in his heart was instantly wiped out. He calmly pulled the paper written by Li Rong, carefully studied it, and pretended to ask casually: "What are you doing again?" What do you want to do?"

Li Rong tapped the table with the tip of his pen, and his tone was very flat: "The court notified me to move, and I asked someone to help me organize my things. There are many belongings of my parents. I don't feel at ease when strangers handle them."

Cen Ling put down the test paper: "Have you found a good house?"

Li Rong shrugged: "Live in the dormitory first, and it happens to be close to the school. Anyway, there are very few dorms in our school, so there should be quite a lot of vacant rooms."

Cen Ling was silent for a while, and then replied softly: "Yes."

With his response, he was willing to help Li Rong pack his things.

Li Rong held back his smile, pulled back the paper from under Cen Xiao's arm, and began to write vigorously.

It's not that he doesn't know how to use Cen Xiao's tricks, he just knows which method works for Cen Xiao.

Li Rong finished the two liberal arts papers in one class, after class, he went to return the papers to Jian Fu.

Jian Fu solemnly picked it up to check the homework: "Neatness is quite neat, but why do you write so lightly, your wrist is weak."

It seems to be the same as the last time I gave Lin Qin a lecture. I wrote very lightly, as if I wanted to save ink.

Li Rong knew that Jian Fu was actually very satisfied, but his mouth would feel uncomfortable if he didn't find something wrong.

Li Rong casually smiled: "I don't like leaving marks, ugly."

He took two simple and complex papers, and if he wrote too hard, the answer from the previous paper would be printed on the next paper. Although he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully, he just felt ugly.

Li Qingli has this problem, which is very similar to his rigid personality. He always writes heavily, causing the words to be printed on the next sheet of paper.

Li Qingli also said that Li Rong's is called a different type of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and those who make big things have to be informal.

But when Li Rong was about to get angry, Li Qingli could quickly coax him, and said with a smile: "Actually, everyone has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and my problem is also obsessive-compulsive disorder. It's because your writing is clean and beautiful."

His mother also said: "That's right, my son is much better than you."

He can't really get angry with his parents. Although he has never seen how other people behave as parents, he thinks that Li Qingli and Gu Nong are the parents who respect their children the most in the world, and they are also the best people.

Jian Fu accepted the paper, and said coolly to Li Rong: "Thank you."

Li Rong nodded happily: "Okay, don't forget to help me move tomorrow."

Jian Fu's eyes widened in an instant: "What the hell?"

Li Rong: "Oh, I have to move, and I can't clean it up by myself."

Jian Fu was startled: "Fuck, I didn't promise you!"

Li Rong: "I've already done your homework for you. You are so righteous, so it's not appropriate not to help?"

Jian Fu was blocked for a while, and couldn't find a reason to refute for a while.

This is fucking buying and selling, but he hasn't explained it yet.

Before Jian Fu could come up with a reason to reject Li Rong from the moral high ground, Li Rong had already left contentedly.

The deskmate couldn't help but pat Jian Fu on the shoulder, and gloated, "I'm pretty good at writing myself."

Li Rong didn't approach Lin Qin for this matter, not because he didn't trust Lin Qin, but because Lin Qin was about to take an art test, and he had to take professional classes every day after school, he didn't want to waste Lin Qin's time.

With the physical strength of Cen Xiao and Jian Fu, it should be enough.

Li Rong woke up early on Saturday.

With something on his mind, he couldn't sleep well.

Getting up from the pillow, Li Rong wrapped himself in the quilt, and started a group chat with Cen Xiao and Jian Fu——

Friendship to help the squad leader move the group.

[Li Rong: Are you awake, everyone, it’s another beautiful day:) @曼崤@简单]

【Cen Wei: ...】

[Simplified: ... What kind of ghost group. 】

[Li Rong: Look at the group name. 】

[Response: I have to sleep in on the big weekend, and go to the afternoon in the afternoon. 】

[Cen Wei: Let him sleep, it's fine later. 】

[Li Rong: Alright, then lunch is saved. 】

[Simplified: Forget it if you kill yourself. 】

Li Rong didn't want to crawl out of the warm blanket, so after closing the group news, he leaned back and fell on the big bed again.

He lay on a soft latex pillow, staring at the big wardrobe in front of him in a daze.

This is the last day he stays at home, sometimes he will be in a trance, as if the current life is just a dream, and when he wakes up, he is still a scientist of Hongsuo, still working hard for the GT201 project.

The sun rose higher and higher outside the window, and the sunlight gradually climbed onto his bed, sleeping next to his pillow, Li Rong came back to his senses, and rubbed the sunlight with his head.

Jian Fu and Cen Xiao still came in the afternoon.

Knowing that he had to work today, Cen Xiao wore a stretchy long-sleeved sweater and a pair of loose sweatpants.

The weather was not so cold, he casually pulled up his sleeves, revealing a small section of strong and strong arm.

A brand that is not very well-known, but also because of his well-trained body, it is extremely valuable.

Li Rong's eyes lingered on his looming pectoral muscles for a moment, then slid to his blue-veined forearm, and then calmly withdrew his gaze.

The last time I touched this chest muscle seemed to be a long time ago.

Jian Fu's face was full of reluctance, and he started to whine as soon as he entered the room: "Next time you just beg me, I won't give you the paper, I'll let you do the trick, but you still trick my brother, hey, why did he trick you? of?" Jian Fu turned her face to look at Cen Xiao.

Cen Wei and Li Rong looked at each other and said calmly, "Do your homework."

Jian Fu patted his thigh: "Damn it! I know that there can be no pie in the sky for being so scheming!"

While talking, Jian Fu casually glanced at the decoration of Li Rong's house.

This is the first time he came to Li Rong's house, he was a little curious, but after looking around, his brows became more and more wrinkled: "Is this the mansion that is rumored to be uploaded on the Internet?"

Li Rong's house is not considered a mansion at all.

This villa is located in the old city. It has undergone a relocation before. After the villa was built, the original owner was given a discount for buying a house. If he can afford it, he can live there.

Li Rong's family still had some financial resources, so they directly changed to a villa.

But this villa is not extravagant at all. There is only one yard, one garage, and four bedrooms on two floors. Judging from the income of the Li Family Medical Company, this house is simply too low-key.

The other professors of the Hongsuo Research Institute have at least two such houses in their families, but after the Li family's accident, they liquidate their assets, and they only have this one.

It was only then that Jian Fu realized how exaggerated the descriptions on the Internet were. Many people hadn't even seen the photos of this house with their own eyes, and they had already fantasized about Li Qingli living in a mountainside villa like in Los Angeles.

He used to believe that Li Qingli lived in a luxury house and drove a luxury car, but that's okay, the Li family runs a company after all, and it's only human to enjoy some life.

But seeing the evidence used to criticize Li Qingli's extravagance and waste, and his greed for wealth, his mood is a bit complicated.

If even this is false, what else is true?

Li Rong is very good at observing words and expressions. He threw a few cardboard boxes in the living room on the first floor, looked up at Jian Fu, and said meaningfully: "Why, it's different from your imagination. I think the three views are a bit collapsed?"

Jian Fu swallowed her saliva, snorted softly, her eyes drifted to the ceiling, and said firmly: "My three views have collapsed? What can I collapse, I have experienced too much wind and rain."

Li Rong just smiled and said nothing.

But after the briefing, I didn't complain anymore, and I worked hard to clean up the trash and move the boxes, and I was sweating from the heat.

Li Rong took his parents' books and manuscripts out of the study room, wrapped them in foam paper, and carefully put them in boxes.

He squatted on the ground, pulled the tape with one hand, and began to seal the box.

Cen Xiao brought him another box that had been tidied up.

Compared with Li Rong, his physical strength is much better.

Li Rongguang was tidying up those books, already panting from exhaustion, his cheeks were flushed.

People who are physically weak always sweat a lot. Li Rong's chest was already drenched, his white T-shirt was tightly stuck to his skin, and the tiny drops of water on his neck were still scrambling to slide down.

The skin on his neck was very delicate, with almost no pores visible, and the clear sweat trembled with his swallowing movements, giving him an indescribable temptation.

Li Rong didn't notice Cen Wei's gradually deepening gaze, he took a deep breath, lowered his head, arched his back, bit off the adhesive tape with his teeth, and spat out the debris that might have remained on the tip of his tongue in disgust.

His face was pale and pitiful, but the tip of his tongue was ruddy and healthy.

Cen Xiao felt a little dry mouth.

Cen Wei: "Is there water?"

Li Rong took a breath, licked his dry lips, put one hand on the box, and shook off his sweaty hair: "There are mineral water and buns in the kitchen, don't eat too much, I ordered food tonight, help me later Take the things that are hanging on the balcony, you are taller."

Li Rong washed the sheets and quilt and the clothes he usually wears together last night, but after washing, he found that the dryer was broken.

He had no choice but to hang the shaken clothes on the small balcony on the first and second floors to dry. Fortunately, the weather on Saturday was fine, with plenty of sunshine and strong wind, and they were basically dried after a whole morning.

Cen Ling suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

After Cen Xiao left, Li Rong began to check the box that Cen Xiao packed.

Then he took a pen, compared the contents inside, and made a mark on the box.

Lamp, humidifier, alarm clock...

Remembering, Li Rong suddenly remembered something, and paused with the tip of his pen.

There were not only sheets and quilts and coats and trousers hanging on the balcony, but also seven or eight pairs of his underwear.

Li Rong felt dizzy at the thought that Cen Xiao might help him put his underwear away.

He got up quickly, ignoring the moment his blood pressure surged and his eyes darkened, and rushed up to the second floor in two or three steps: "I'll collect the clothes, you..."

In the middle of shouting, Li Rong stopped the car in time.

He swallowed, his eyes fell on Cen Xiao's arm.

There are many things on Cen Xiao's left arm, including a quilt cover, pants, and a jacket, but the top one is his underwear.

Cen Xiao calmly tore off another one and put it on his left arm.

The corner of Li Rong's mouth trembled, so he had no choice but to pretend to be calm and walk over, and said to Cen Wei, "Give it to me."

The first thing he reached out to grab was his underwear.

Cen Xiao looked down, and said casually: "You like wearing four corners."

Li Rong froze all over.

Of course he wears squares, after all, before meeting Cen Wei, he was aloof and ascetic, quite restrained and restrained in certain matters.

The four corners are very good, and it is not awkward to wear any outer pants, and it is also very comfortable.

But Cen Ling's habit must be that the less fabric he wears, the better, so after graduating from university...

Li Rong's blood pressure rose a bit.

The current situation is awkward because the person who changed his living habits is here, and what happened in the past is also vivid in his memory, and he knows the meaning behind Cen Wei's words.

In broad daylight, he drove a luxury car in his mind for no reason.