The next morning, when Dendrocalamus Moroides woke up in a clean and soft duvet, Guan Yiqing had already left for school.

The floor to ceiling curtains were opened by two-thirds, and sunlight squeezed in. The upper half of the double bed was still hidden in the shadows.

The clothes that were thrown away last night were washed and dried, and neatly folded on the bedside table.

There was also a glass of water with a note under it.

Dear Mr. Dendrocalamus Moroides,

Good morning!

Because I have to go to school, I can't take care of you personally.

I'm sorry to leave you alone at home.

Your clothes have been washed, and you can choose what you like to wear in the closet.

The water was poured before I left, using the cup you used last night. Please drink it all.

There is a set of unopened toiletries in the bathroom for you.

Sandwiches, fruit salad, and milk for breakfast are already on the bar.

Have a nice day.

P.S. My contact:

Phone

xxxxx

LINE

xxxxx

Qing

Day of a certain year

Dendrocalamus Moroides patiently read all the precautions on the note, and then frowned.

"So troublesome."

Dendrocalamus Moroides wore other people's clothes, wore other people's slippers, slept on other people's bed, used other people's water cup and toiletries, and finally ate other people's breakfast made with love?

F * ck, he didn't have the self-awareness of being a guest today.

While Dendrocalamus Moroides was trying to live like a normal person, on the other side, Guan Yiqing was having a battle of wits with the Duke of Zhou in English class, fighting for the right to use his body.

After washing Dendrocalamus Moroides's clothes last night, Guan Yiqing, who was lying on the sofa, had a rare insomnia. He tossed and turned until two o 'clock in the morning before finally falling asleep. At six o' clock, he got up from the sofa to make breakfast.

He put away the clothes, closed the curtains, poured some water, and wrote a note. After settling everything, he dragged his tired body to school.

Oh right, before he left, he also wiped his ancestor's red sneakers clean and placed them on the shoe rack.

It wasn't until he pushed open the door to classroom 1A and sat in his seat that Guan Yiqing truly relaxed. He couldn't help but sigh.

This was probably the so-called sense of security.

In the morning, there were only normal courses. Almost all of the subjects were not difficult enough in Guan Yiqing's eyes, except …

Chinese and History.

Official. Born and Raised in Tianchao Dynasty. Ichiqing:

fine

:)

At noon, Guan Yiqing, who lacked sleep, was still a little absent-minded when he went to the cafeteria with his tray and looked for a seat.

After he went back and forth from the only empty table in the entire cafeteria three times, the people at the table couldn't take it anymore.

"Hey, you bastard!

Why are you pacing back and forth here? "

"Huh?"

Guan Yiqing squinted his eyes and turned around. When he saw the person who spoke, he smiled.

"It's Bombastic, so it's Bombastic … I didn't realize there was an empty seat here … I searched for a long time, but it's all full, I didn't expect there to be an empty seat here …"

While muttering, he sat down and picked up a small piece of curry rice with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

"Ah … it's delicious."

(A satisfaction.jpg)

"You —"

Bombastic was about to say something when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the strangulation marks on the other person's neck. He swallowed his words and turned to violently pull the collar of the person in front of him.

"What's wrong with you!?"

"Ah … about that …"

Guan Yiqing waved his hand indifferently and continued to enjoy the hard-won peace.

"Nothing big."

"Huh?

What kind of attitude is that, you bastard special enrollment student! "

Bombastic was about to raise his fist when he was stopped by the red-haired boy who had been ignored by the two.

"Hey, calm down, Bombastic.

Look, classmate Qing hasn't been in a good state all morning … "

Guan Yiqing blinked and put down the chopsticks in his hand. He turned his head and saw the bright smile of the red-haired boy. He was startled for a moment and then tried to search for the other person's name in his mind.

"I know you, you are …"

Guan Yiqing was silent for a minute.

"Yes …"

Guan Yiqing was silent for another minute.

"Yes … uh …"

Official · I have a super good memory · Yi Qing:??

Who is it???

Looking at the new classmate who was obviously in a state of confusion and frowning with a wronged look, the red-haired boy very considerately introduced himself.

"I am Cut Island, Rui 'er Lang," personality "is" hardened "."

"Cut Island … Rui 'er Lang."

Guan Yiqing repeated after him.

"What a good name … It feels very manly."

"Huh?"

Cut Island was stunned for a moment and then smiled embarrassedly.

"Hahaha, really."

The atmosphere at the dining table eased, and the three of them chatted as they ate …

No, to be exact, Guan Yiqing and Cut Island chatted randomly. Bombastic, who was sandwiched in the middle, became more and more gloomy.

"Speaking of which, the subject in the afternoon is Hero Foundation … Does Cut Island know what we are going to do?"

"Hero Foundation … I'm not sure.

But I heard that Ormet came to Xiongying to teach. I don't know if I can see him. "

"Ormet?"

Guan Yiqing felt that the name was a bit familiar.

"Huh?

You don't even know Ormet? "

Bombastic had already finished eating and didn't leave. He leaned on the chair with his arms crossed and looked at the two people who were still talking.

If one ignored the unfriendly tone of his voice, it sounded very much like …

— Don't you have a dream?

？？？

Official · No Dream · Ichiqing: I … Should I know?

"Pfft — Why the f * ck am I wasting time with you …"

Bombastic rolled his eyes at Guan Yiqing. He stood up with his plate and kicked the other person's chair.

"I'm going to the classroom. You two eat slowly. It's best if you're late."

Guan Yiqing subconsciously stepped aside to make way for him. Suddenly, he realized that his plate was almost empty, so he stretched out an arm to support himself on the table, blocking in front of the rich man, and smiled at him.

"I'm going back to the classroom too … Let's go together?"

"Sure."

Bombastic curled his lips.

"Then what are you waiting for …"

"Cut Island should have finished eating too. Do you want to go back to the classroom together?"

"Ah … Okay."

Cut Island, who was called, looked at the interaction between the two with some confusion. He immediately accepted the invitation to go back to the classroom together.

Bombastic couldn't help but frown when he noticed that the person in front of him was looking behind him. At this moment, he felt a small cluster of flames burning in his heart.

So why am I wasting time here? I should have gone straight back to the classroom after eating instead of waiting here …

Tsk, no, I'm not waiting for this bastard here. It's just that he's blocking the way and I can't go out. So …

"Why should I go back to the classroom with a bastard like you? Trash."

Using his free hand, he unexpectedly pushed the other person. Looking at the stunned expression of the person in front of him, the anger in Bombastic's heart seemed to subside a little.

Just a little. He was still very angry. Because he didn't know what he was angry about, he was inexplicably angry.

He even wanted to beat someone up.

Bombastic walked away without looking back. The two people looked at each other across the empty chair.

"Is Bombastic in a bad mood today? Or is he always like this?"

This was Guan Yiqing who was once again treated violently.

"It seems that … he has always been like this, and today he is in a particularly bad mood … Say, is your shoulder okay?"

This was the considerate little angel Cut Island.

"Pfft … It's okay."

Guan Yiqing was really amused by Cut Island's words and waved his hand.

"Actually, he didn't use much force. It's me who couldn't stand properly."

"Then let's go back to the classroom … Do you want me to help you carry the tray?"

"No need, I'm not that fragile …"

At that moment, Lucky Burst, who had deliberately slowed down his footsteps and walked far away,

？？？

Why didn't that bastard chase me?

No, I'm not waiting for him!