The little fairy who is reborn as a school grass boss

Chapter 414 414 Heh.This damn love. (four in one)

As soon as he left the school, Jiang Silu felt the dark clouds sweeping over with arrogance.

The No. [-] bus leading to Murong Qing's house stopped in front of Jiang Silu. He knew that there was going to be a heavy rain, but Jiang Silu didn't have time to run back to get an umbrella again.

After getting in the car, Jiang Silu, who was sitting by the blurred car window, vaguely saw someone on the road who was directly drenched by the sudden rainstorm through the heavy rain curtain.

There was still some distance to the terminal, Jiang Silu closed his eyes slightly, he seemed to see Zhou Zihan in the dark, then Murong Qing, and then Shen Qinghuan disappointedly said to himself that a boy like him is not suitable to be someone else's boyfriend.

What is he thinking.

Jiang Silu suddenly opened his pupils, wondering if the air conditioner hadn't been turned on on the bus yet, the temperature difference made his body tremble uncontrollably.

Jiang Silu actually knew that Murong Qing liked her.

He still remembered that after he was dumped by Zhou Zihan in his freshman year of high school, he fell ill for a long time.

At that time, Jiang's mother took her to her hometown Suzhou to recuperate. After listening to a few Kunqu operas, Jiang Silu's impetuous heart gradually calmed down.

When he returned to the imperial capital, Shen Qinghuan's notebook was placed on his desk.

Of course Jiang Silu would not believe that Shen Qinghuan, who had already been in a secret relationship with Lu Ziheng, would have anything to do with him.

What's more, when he returned the notebook to Shen Qinghuan, the other party was full of astonishment, turned around and asked Murong Qing why her notebook was in Jiang Silu's place?
Murong Qing vaguely said that maybe the class representative sent the wrong message.

Such a clumsy lie may only be able to deceive the big-hearted Shen Qinghuan.

Every time Jiang Silu came back from the outside and met Murong Qing's eyes again, she would shyly bury her face in the book.

How could she be caught in the vortex of rumors?

After a while, Jiang Silu raised his head and saw an old man who needed to give up his seat. He stood up hastily, his chest seemed to have been cut open by shards of glass, and the pain made him almost lose his footing.

"Young man. I'm just one stop away. Why don't you sit down?" The grandfather Jiang Silu gave up his seat said with a smile, "It's a student from A after all, so polite."

"Grandpa. Sit down. It's a long distance from one station to the next." Jiang Silu lowered his eyes, and realized that he hadn't taken off his school uniform. He shook his head at the old man and said with a smile: " I'm young, it doesn't matter."

The old man cheerfully talked some homely things with Jiang Silu, and Jiang Silu was always smiling.

The sky was still dark, and the rain fell like a curtain, with no intention of stopping.

Seeing that Jiang Silu got off at the same stop as him without an umbrella, the grandfather offered to let him stay with him and send Jiang Silu to his destination.

They passed through a few alleys and came to a residential area with a sense of age. The old man couldn't help asking: "Young man, what unit do you go to?"

"Unit two." Jiang Silu said while staring at the photo on his phone.

"Coincidentally." The old man smiled and said to Jiang Silu: "My family also lives in the second unit. After you finish your work, would you like to come to my house for a sit?"

Jiang Silu was also a little dazed, especially when he found out that Murong Qing's home was actually the same as the grandfather's home, he just felt that sincerity of fate could bring about a coincidence.

"You are Xiaoqing's classmate, right?" The reason why the grandfather can recognize the school uniforms in A is because Murong Qing is studying in A. "She feels uncomfortable these days, and it is a good thing to have a classmate to guide her."

After Murong Qing's grandfather opened the door for Jiang Silu, he said to the dimly lit room, "Xiaoqing, see who in your class has come to see you?"

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Because of rumors, Murong Qing asked Teacher Yang for leave these days, and locked herself in the room except for three meals a day.

Hearing Murong Qing's voice, Jiang Silu was a little excited.

Grandpa Murong retreated to the kitchen by himself to wash the freshly bought fruit.

"Squad leader." Murong Qing didn't expect Jiang Silu to be the first to see her: "Why did you come?"

Jiang Silu also felt that he didn't bring anything with his classmates when he came to see him, so he was somewhat embarrassed: "Actually, classmate Shen asked me to come and see you."

Jiang Silu lied.

But because of this lie, Murong Qing seemed to feel much better.

She knew that at this critical juncture, if the idol stepped forward, the situation would only get worse.

Jiang Silu didn't miss the change in Murong Qing's expression, he even forgot what he wanted to say to Murong Qing.

Grandpa Murong walked over cheerfully carrying the freshly washed fruit, took an apple with the best color and said, "Xiao Jiang, you're welcome. If you don't like apples, I'll go and peel pineapples."

"Grandpa." Jiang Silu was originally sitting on the sofa, but he quickly stood up, slightly bowed his body and said to Grandpa Murong, "Don't bother me too much, I'll just say something to classmate Murong and leave."

"It's raining heavily outside, and you didn't bring an umbrella, so wait until the rain stops before leaving."

Murong Qing knew that her grandfather had met the right person, and Jiang Silu also talked about her adventure on the bus. Grandpa has always liked the people he likes unreservedly.

Jiang Silu could only bite the bullet and sit down.

If I had known that he should buy something, I wouldn't have come to see Murong Qing empty-handed.

Even so, Jiang Silu went straight to the point: "Aren't your parents suspicious of you not going to school for so many days?"

Murong Qing seemed to be telling someone else's story, she said calmly: "My parents are divorced, and none of them want me as a fool. Grandpa saw that I was pitiful, so he took me in."

"I'm sorry." Jiang Silu suddenly felt very embarrassed, and he once again sighed that he should check everything out before coming to Murong Qing's house.

"It's nothing."

The more Murong Qing made an indifferent expression, the more guilty Jiang Silu felt in his heart.

Always say something to comfort the girl in front of you.

"I..." Jiang Silu was silent for a while, then slowly said: "I don't believe those rumors."

Murong Qing's body seemed to be hit by an electric current all of a sudden. It was already the greatest luck for Jiang Silu to come to see her, but he didn't expect him to say that he trusted her.

Before Shen Qinghuan transferred to another class, she had told Murong Qing that Jiang Silu was not that kind of dull person, not to mention that Murong Qing couldn't hide the way he looked at him, so Jiang Silu probably knew that she liked him, so he didn't like him. Will believe the rumours.

"So, go back to class?"

Jiang Silu didn't know why girls had so many strange rumors, he stood up eagerly, took Murong Qing's hand and said, "Xiaoqing, if you've been hiding at home, those who spread rumors must be Continue to add fuel to the fire, and tell those who don't know that you have been convicted of these trumped-up charges."

An emotion called moving fell into Murong Qing's pupils, her eyelashes moved imperceptibly, and she nodded in a strange way.

The two young hearts also slowly got closer because of this brief communication.

The rain outside the window still didn't seem to diminish. When the bell rang for the last class in the afternoon, many day students encountered difficulties.

It's rare that they didn't go to study at night on Christmas Eve, but they encountered heavy rain, so they might as well make each other happy with the snow.

After Lu Ziheng tidied up the desk, he said to Shen Qinghuan beside him, "Don't worry, I have an umbrella."

"How do you know that I'm worried that it's raining and I won't be able to go to Qingqing's house?"

Lu Ziheng fondled Shen Qinghuan's hair, "If brother doesn't know what Xiao Qinghuan does, then this boyfriend is too incompetent."

There are so many people in the classroom.

Shen Qinghuan tidied her schoolbag with some embarrassment, she whispered: "It's still the same."

The so-called old style is that Shen Qinghuan leaves the classroom first, Lu Ziheng leaves the classroom again, and the two meet again downstairs.

"it is good."

After Shen Qinghuan walked out of the classroom, Lu Ziheng took out a black stretchable umbrella from the hole in the table. Qin Muzhi, who didn't have an umbrella, his eyes lit up, and he came over directly, "Old Lu, what, since you brought an umbrella, Just send me to the cafeteria."

"Aren't you going home?"

"My dad pays so much attention to the sense of ritual, how could he miss Christmas Eve." Qin Muzhi ate his parents' dog food for 17 years. As a single dog tonight, he decided to go to the dormitory to give Zhou Zihan a video after eating in the cafeteria. Chatting, he was finally released from the small black room, of course he would give me a chance on Christmas Eve.

"Oh." Lu Ziheng nodded slightly, "Then go downstairs, I'll tell Xiao Qinghuan."

Qin Muzhi was stunned for a while, and as soon as he finished talking about his parents, he felt the hurt from Lao Lu, and everyone bullied him and had no one

If it wasn't for the sake of not being drenched into a dog, he would never give in to Lu Ziheng.

Lu Ziheng reported to Shen Qinghuan that he was a little late, and he sent Qin Muzhi to the cafeteria only after getting the little girl's approval.

Qin Muzhi seemed to have picked Lu Ziheng for a long time. He took the food he had just bought, and climbed onto Lu Ziheng's arm: "Old Lu, a good man will do his best to the end, and send him to the west."

"I'm afraid that Xiao Qinghuan will wait too long."

"The cafeteria is very close to the dormitory!" Qin Muzhi suddenly became hypocritical, "Brother Lu can't bear to look at your good friend in the dormitory, is it wet by the rain?"

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Lu Ziheng really convinced Qin Muzhi.

But you can't ignore Qin Muzhi, people love each other, Qin Muzhi, as a friend of his classmate for five years, even though he dislikes him, how can he really be willing to let him be showered.

The journey that originally took 5 minutes was compressed into 2 minutes for two people.

Standing downstairs in the dormitory, Qin Muzhi watched his food soaked in the rain, and looked at the figure running in the rainy night with eyes full of resentment.

Ah.

This damn love.

Panting, Lu Ziheng ran downstairs to the teaching building. There were already many male students at the same level secretly rubbing their hands and wanting to send Shen Qinghuan back.

"Student Shen didn't bring an umbrella? I imported it from country F, and I don't have self-study today. How about I take you home?"

"Student Shen should use my umbrella? Although my umbrella is made in China, it is better for use in China."

"Student Shen, you take this snack, and you won't be able to go home for a while, so you eat first to fill your stomach."

More than a dozen boys surrounded Shen Qinghuan who was alone, and after Shen Qinghuan refused one by one, he was not discouraged. Instead, he put all those things beside her, and he stood in the teaching building pretending to be nonchalant Waiting for the rain to stop.

Shen Qinghuan thought it was quite miraculous.

After all, when I was in the first year of high school, no boys showed affection to me at all. Now that I am in the second year of high school, why do so many boys show up.

A sneeze.

Lu Ziheng rubbed his uncomfortable nose.

Seeing that Shen Qinghuan's gaze was directed towards him, he averted his gaze a little embarrassedly.

The question Shen Qinghuan was puzzled by was inseparable from Lu Ziheng.

Even if the boys before the class division wanted to chase after Shen Qinghuan, they were dragged to the grove by Lu Ziheng before the sign started, and they had a good lesson.

Now, due to Shen Qinghuan's sudden joining of the pure theory class, some boys who don't know much about the market start to move around.

Shen Qinghuan saw Lu Ziheng in the crowd with that clear and cold look again, she walked over with a bag of snacks.

Lu Ziheng felt a little tight in his chest, "Are you done talking?"

"I didn't chat." Shen Qinghuan stuffed the snacks into Lu Ziheng's hands, "I was just helping you and Qingqing get the snacks you like."

Lu Ziheng lowered his eyes, watching the little girl stuffing him with tomato-flavored potato chips, his throat choked, and he didn't know what to answer.

Shen Qinghuan took advantage of Lu Ziheng's distraction and snatched the umbrella from his hand, "It's been a lot of time, let's hurry up?"

Christmas Eve.

Plus it rained.

The traffic in the imperial capital began to enter a paralyzed mode again.

Seeing that Shen Qinghuan and Lu Ziheng had no hope of getting on the bus, they could only try their luck to squeeze the subway.

It was at this moment that Jiang Silu called.

"I seem to have mistaken Murong Qing's home address." Shen Qinghuan heard Jiang Silu say, "So, I'm really sorry."

When Jiang Silu said these words, he hid in the toilet.

He knows that once a lie is opened, there will be countless lies to make up for it.

But what Jiang Silu didn't expect was that Shen Qinghuan didn't hear what he said because he was on the subway.

Jiang Silu hung up the phone, the rain outside was still beating on the window.

Grandpa Murong yelled outside: "Xiao Jiang, are you ready? If yes, come out quickly, the food is already ready."

Jiang Silu pursed his lips, and he turned on the faucet, trying to calm himself down by washing his face.

"It's coming out." Jiang Silu responded.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was harboring, maybe he just wanted Murong Qing to give up on him as soon as possible, a person like him who should stay in hell, shouldn't harm a good girl like her again.

At the dinner table, Murong Qing was also a little shy, she didn't dare to look at Jiang Silu who was beside her, the atmosphere depended entirely on Murong Qing's grandfather to warm up the atmosphere.

If it wasn't for Jiang's mother's call, Jiang Silu would have stayed at Murong Qing's house for a while longer.

"Grandpa. Thank you for your hospitality." Jiang Silu leaned over to thank Murong Qing's grandfather. The rain outside had stopped, and Murong's grandfather had no reason to continue to keep Jiang Silu.

Seeing the young man walking away, Mr. Murong jokingly said to Murong Qing: "Don't look, he's already gone."

(End of this chapter)