Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Jian Fu who was forcibly dragged out of the game looked unlovable, but he had no idea that Li Rong was instigating this matter behind his back, and it happened that he was also thirsty, so he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and take the money and go downstairs to run errands.

There is a milk tea shop in High School A, and it takes less than 10 minutes for Jianfu to come back.

He put the milk tea on Cen Ling's table, panted heavily, and unbuttoned his coat: "Buying so many cups, can we both still eat at noon?"

Li Rong was quick-sighted, took his glass of crystal grapes from it, and said lightly: "It's not all for you, find a glass and give it to Lin Qin."

Brief: "..."

At that moment, he didn't even feel that there was anything wrong with this sentence, as if he had already recognized it subconsciously, and the two-person team he and Cen Xiao had turned into a four-person team.

Realizing this, Jian Fu was somewhat depressed, this pattern was changed by Li Rong without authorization, but his problem of liking to listen to other arrangements remains the same as before.

Jian Fu had a cup of matcha milk cap and a cup of poplar nectar in his hand. He looked around, pursed his lips, walked around from the back of the classroom uncomfortably, and walked to Lin Qin's desk.

"Which would you like to drink?"

Lin Qin raised his head suddenly, looked at Jian Fu with wide eyes, and then at the milk tea in Jian Fu's hand, pointed at himself cautiously: "For me?"

Jian Fu snorted and shook the milk tea cup: "Otherwise."

Lin Qin swallowed silently, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes, but hesitant expression.

Recently, the art test teacher has been very strict with him, and he is not allowed to eat high-calorie foods. He really wants to drink milk tea, but he is really afraid of gaining weight.

Seeing that he was dawdling, Jian Fu became a little impatient, and directly threw Yangzhi Manlu in front of Lin Qin: "Just drink this, three-point sugar, don't you want to lose weight?"

Lin Qin was startled, and after a few seconds, he grasped the milk tea cup dully, and moved his lips: "Ah...OK, thank you."

Jian Fu inserted the straw into the matcha milk cap, sucked a big mouthful of the fragrant cheese, and said in a low voice, "I never bullied you, so I don't even bother to talk to me."

Just as Lin Qin wanted to explain, Jian Fu turned his head and strode away.

Sun Nuan, Lin Qin's deskmate, said enviously: "Yes, you have such a good relationship with Jian Fu now, he even brought you milk tea?"

Lin Qin blinked, looked at Jian Fu's back, and said firmly: "The monitor asked him to deliver it."

In a blink of an eye, he saw that Li Rong was also holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, with a very happy expression, talking to Cen Wei.

Sun Nuan: "Ah...you have such a good relationship with the squad leader. You obviously haven't talked much in the past two years."

Lin Qin smiled, pierced the plastic film, and took a sip of poplar nectar: ​​"Yeah, it feels like a lot of things have changed all of a sudden."

Li Rong glanced back from the corner of his eye, and found that Lin Qin was holding a milk tea cup in his left hand and a pen in his right, and was drinking while doing homework while bowing his head.

Li Rong slightly curled his lips: "That's right, Lin Qin has a sense of teamwork now, I'm really afraid that he will be embarrassed to accept."

Lin Qin has always had no sense of presence in the class. The reason is that his grades are neither good nor bad, the teacher doesn't pay much attention to him, and he himself is obedient. Several charismatic people in the class don't treat him as a dish.

Li Rong was always worried that Lin Qin was too tolerant, even he was careful and patient with Cen Wei and Jian Fu, and was polite.

Such a character is often ignored by those around him and is more likely to be wronged.

Cen Wei frowned, took a sip of the sweet oolong tea in his hand, and immediately took it away eight zhang away.

He glanced at Li Rong, and his tone was somewhat sour: "You have put so much thought into delivering a milk tea, you are really not afraid of being tired."

With a smile in Li Rong's eyes, he shook his head slowly, disapproving of Cen Wei's point of view: "For people with enough brain capacity, thinking more is just a basic function, and it needs to be warmed up."

Cen Wei raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Is that so, so you have thought about everyone around you?"

Li Rong held the plastic straw in his mouth, raised his eyelids to look at Cen Xiao, and said slyly: "Yes, I spend a lot of time thinking about you, are you afraid?"

Cen Wei's expression remained unchanged, he met Li Rong's gaze straight away, and said frankly, "I have nothing to be afraid of."

Li Rong smiled, pulled out the straw, exchanged it with Cen Wei's cup of oolong tea, and pushed his own crystal grapes to Cen Wei's hand: "This is delicious, try it."

Cen Ling looked at the exchanged straw, picked up Li Rong's cup of purple fruit tea, and shook it casually, slightly dissatisfied: "Is this the result of your thinking?"

Li Rong's eyes moved down slightly, the tip of his tongue brushed his lips secretly, and said with a smile: "I guess you like some... methods that Yang Fenfang expressly prohibits."

Cen Wei didn't speak this time, but silently picked up Li Rong's glass of crystal grapes and took a sip.

Li Rong leaned on his chin and clicked twice: "Others will think that the prince of the third district of Lanshu is so stingy, and he has to drink milk tea instead."

As soon as he finished teasing Cen Wei, Yang Fenfang appeared at the door of the class with a serious face and sharp eyes scanning the whole class, until the class gradually quieted down, Yang Fenfang slowly said: "Li Rong, come out , look for your uncle."

Li Rong's smile faded instantly.

Gu Zhaonian hadn't appeared in front of him for a long time. In his last life, he was asked out of the villa by the court after he had been self-enclosed at home for a month.

When he was desperate, he also went to find Gu Zhaonian, but his uncle tried to evade him in every possible way, rambling on and on, even if he killed him and had no money, he couldn't help.

At that time, Li Rong was extremely sensitive, and he valued dignity more than anything else, and was indeed exhausted physically and mentally from the injury.

Li Rong got up and went out with Yang Fenfang.

Yang Fenfang didn't know the strangeness between him and Gu Zhaonian, and enthusiastically communicated with Gu Zhaonian about his study status.

Yang Fenfang: "Don't worry, Uncle Li Rong, Li Rong's condition has adjusted well, he's very strong, and he hasn't been affected too much. Last time, he even got the first place in the city. I think your family members must be very pleased. "

She didn't know that Gu Zhaonian had a son named Gu Tian, ​​who was the same age and grade as Li Rong. I can't hold my head up in front of relatives and friends.

Gu Zhaonian's face turned blue and white, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and squeezed out a smile: "Ha, there are too many things in our family recently, and we don't have time to care about them."

Yang Fenfang really thought that he had too many things to care about, so she rushed to show Gu Zhaonian's care for Li Rong to the leaders and teachers of the Popular Science School.

"Understood, it's not easy for family members. Some time ago, I told Li Rong about the talent program. According to the practice in A, this quota must belong to Li Rong. Our teachers and school leaders will also withstand the pressure and protect the students."

With Gu Tian's academic performance, Gu Zhaonian is not qualified to know what kind of talent plan, he, Monk Zhang Er, was puzzled and frowned: "What kind of talent plan?"

Yang Fenfang was stunned, and quickly explained: "Oh, it's a quota for A-major majors. Li Rong's grades are definitely no problem. If he goes well, he doesn't need to take the college entrance examination, and he can rest for a few months longer than other children. .”

Gu Zhaonian: "..."

It sounded even more unpleasant to him.

It turned out that high school still had these messy plans, and it turned out that Li Rong was already preparing to send Gu Tian to A University, and he was still worrying about how to spend his money to send Gu Tian in.

He is also depressed sometimes, he is not small enough to be jealous of all the children who study well, but as Gu Nong's elder brother and Li Rong's uncle, he has really endured too much in this life.

Yang Fenfang was still chattering: "Recently, Li Rong gets along very well with the classmates in the class, such as Cen Wei. I used to transfer them to the same table because I hoped that there would be no cliques in the class and confront each other. Now the effect is really remarkable... "

The veins on Gu Zhaonian's forehead were about to pop.

Can it be effective?

In order to stand out for Li Rong, Cen Wei cleaned up his son. Since he didn't dare to offend the chiefs of Lanshu District [-] and District [-], he could only swallow this tone silently, and his blood pressure almost exploded.

Gu Zhaonian smiled: "Teacher, let me talk to Li Rong about family matters."

Only then did Yang Fenfang call Li Rong over: "Come, come, tell me, I'll go and have a look in class."

Originally, Li Rong was not happy to meet Gu Zhaonian, but when Yang Fenfang disturbed him, he sat around and watched the show, and his mood improved a lot.

Li Rong came over, leaned against the corridor wall, put his hands in his pockets, and asked lazily, "What do you want from me?"

Gu Zhaonian sighed: "I went to your house and heard that you moved out."

Li Rong raised his eyebrows lightly: "It's not easy, how big a problem can bother you to come to my house."

Gu Zhaonian snorted coldly: "The old lady has set the time for your parents' funeral. It's not a glorious thing to do. I don't want to make a big deal, but I will notify a few colleagues and friends of your parents. You have to go and receive them and return gifts."

The old lady is Li Rong's grandmother.

Li Rong didn't see her very often, and didn't have a good impression of her.

His grandmother is actually a strong woman. She lost her husband in middle age and did not remarry. She raised a pair of children by herself, lived in a bridge hole, gnawed on tree bark, worked illegally and went through detours.

Later, catching up with the economic recovery, everything was waiting to be done. Because of her proficiency in foreign languages, she started import and export trade, and her life gradually improved.

It is this person who is at the forefront of the changes of the times, and there is still a deep-rooted old idea in his bones, thinking that sons are more successful than daughters, and grandsons are more successful than grandchildren.

But it happened that their family was completely reversed.

Because of this, the old lady can't help mocking Gu Tian, ​​who is not up to date, and Gu Zhaonian, who can only flatter the boss, but at the same time, she can't help but blame Gu Nong for not wanting to touch the relationship, and for Gu Zhaonian to be in Hongsuo. The research institute is looking for a stable job, and feels that Li Rong should help Gu Tian study, and it is best to teach Gu Tian to be the first in the grade.

Just because of the old lady's instigation, the relationship between Gu Zhaonian and Gu Nong became more and more tense, and Gu Tian and Li Rong were even less speculative.

Now that this happened, the old lady felt sad and ashamed at the same time. The funeral had to be done according to her idea, with the door closed, everything kept simple, no publicity allowed, and no neighbors allowed to see jokes.

In the previous life, Li Rong's health was really poor, and he was admitted to the hospital intermittently. When he got better, the funeral was over.

The old lady paid for the purchase of the cemetery, and she specifically told the staff to ask for an inconspicuous location so that too many people would not see it.

The staff had to explain to her that the people who came to sweep the grave were all their own family members, and they would not look at others indiscriminately.

But the old lady refused to listen, insisting on picking a corner position, wishing she could even cover her name with a mask.

Li Rong was a little dazed.

It turned out that there were some facts that he thought he had accepted long ago, but they were just buried deep in his heart, firmly pressed down by a big rock, and would not be easily revealed to stir his emotions.

But as long as he thinks back to those things that are worthy of grievances, it is like a jagged boulder being accidentally shaken, pulling his whole body, grinding his heart to blood.

If he can't return his parents' innocence, then the infamy will be carried on them forever, regardless of life or death.

Just like this tomb that must be built in a corner, it reminds him every moment that those who leave are still waiting, and those who are alive must never give up.

Even though time has passed and no one cares about the truth of this matter, his parents still care, which is the greatest meaning to him.

Gu Zhaonian frowned: "Li Rong, did you listen? This Sunday, you have to go to the auditorium to prepare first. Also, the old lady is facing your house so much, and you haven't visited her for so long. Isn't it too heartless?" gone?"

Li Rong acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and just slightly moved his eyelids.

Gu Zhaonian looked around and saw that there were no students passing by around. He pointed at Li Rong's nose: "Let me hear that you are playing tricks behind your back and bullying Gu Tian, ​​I can't spare you!"

Li Rong finally came back to his senses, raised his eyelids, and said coldly: "Why can't you spare me?"

Gu Zhaonian paused, and the muscles on his face twitched.

He really couldn't do anything about Li Rong, he said that sentence just to be ruthless, to teach Li Rong a lesson, but when he was really questioned, he seemed to have been lifted, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

Li Rong scoffed lightly: "Although I don't have time to take you seriously, it doesn't mean I don't have time. I will be there for the funeral, but I have the final say on what to do."

Gu Zhaonian gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "Li Rong, do you take yourself too seriously? You thought your parents were Hong Suo's honorary professors, did someone back you?"

Li Rong stood up straight and pulled his hand out of his pocket.

He obviously looked pale and weak, but his eyes were as sharp as knives and extremely bright.

"I am my own backer."

Gu Zhaonian looked at his nephew with unspeakable resentment in his chest.

This resentment does not come from Li Rong's attitude towards him, but from Li Rong's determination, self-confidence, and sharpness.

He was very envious of Gu Nong being able to raise such a child, even when he was on the edge of a cliff, he could still be neither humble nor overbearing, and not restrained.

This made him feel that his soul was more mediocre, humble, dirty, and vulgar.

He will never be as good as Gu Nong, and his children will never be as good as Li Rong.

He suddenly understood why after Li Qingli and Gu Nong's accident, there were so many outrageous rumors, but the scolding on the Internet was still so overwhelming, with the same hatred.

If he wasn't Gu Nong's real brother, he believed that he would also be a member of the mob.

Because there are many mediocre souls like him in this world.

Gu Zhaonian clamped his briefcase tightly, took a deep look at Li Rong, turned around angrily, rushed to the stairs with big strides, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Li Rong watched him disappear calmly, walked back to the class calmly, and returned to his seat.

Yang Fenfang was sitting in front of the podium giving a lecture, and the classroom became chaotic again.

No one noticed that Li Rong went out and came back again. Everyone took advantage of the rare recess to chat, fight, eat snacks, and do homework.

Cen Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "You are unhappy, what happened?"

Li Rong's eyelids trembled slightly, his eyelashes were slender and curly, carefully fiddled with by the ends of his hair, and there was a hazy shadow under his eyes.

His Adam's apple slid slightly, and the thin white skin around his neck tightened.

Li Rong tilted his head and put his ear on Cen Xiao's shoulder lightly.

His voice was very low and light, with an imperceptible weakness.

"Lean on me, just a moment."

He just needs to find a peaceful place in the hustle and bustle, not to be disturbed by others, and take a break for a while.

Then, he will be back to normal.

Cen Wei froze for a moment, looking down, Li Rong had already closed his eyes, his eyelids were thin, his eyebrows were slender, his hair was softly attached to his temples and ears, he was inexplicably obedient.

But Cen Wei knew that Li Rong's mind was very heavy at the moment, with a lot of distracting thoughts, and his turbulent and restless emotions kept draining his will and energy.

In fact, he has not been tired for a long time.

Cen Xiao relaxed his shoulders, remained motionless, and tried his best to make him lean more comfortably.

Cen Xiao whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "You can rely on it for a long time."