The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

"Thank you."

She did not refuse.

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, his soft lips curved slightly, and he tilted the umbrella towards Pan Shu, leaving most of his shoulders exposed and soaked by the rain.

The pitter-pattering rain bloomed into crystal clear water flowers on the dark black umbrella.

This is Jiang Shen’s 16th year.

The happiest day.

Even though he had silently rehearsed countless times for this day, he still couldn't help but feel that he was so lucky.

Pan Shu noticed that his shoulders were wet and said softly, "You are all wet."

"Well, it doesn't matter, I'm a boy."

He can protect his sister.

"Are you also a student of Incheon Middle School?" Ban Shu raised her head and looked at the young man's handsome and soft eyebrows, feeling inexplicably familiar, "Then you should know Jiang Zhao."

After entering adolescence, Jiang Zhao's appearance became even more intense and wanton, like a swaggering Tumi in full bloom. Every time he came back, his schoolbag was filled with a whole stack of love letters.

But the young man in front of him was different from Jiang Zhao. He was on the other extreme.

Jiang Zhao is strong, but he is shallow.

When Yingying smiled, she seemed to be the cleanest and purest white water lily in the world.

Ignorant of worldly affairs, spotless, yet the most eye-catching and dazzling.

No one can deny his beauty.

Jiang Chen was quiet for two seconds, and his breathing slowed down. He said "Yeah" in a low voice, "The teacher often praises him, and the classmates also like to make friends with him. Everyone likes him very much."

Jiang Zhao grew up in a loving environment.

Even though he had a dull personality when he was young, under Pan Shu's careful companionship and care for 11 years, he is now warm, enthusiastic, energetic and full of life.No one can dislike him.

Pan Shu and You Rong raised their lips and said, "He is a very well-behaved child."

The young man squeezed the handle of the umbrella tightly, his finger bones turned green and white, and under the thin skin on the back of his bony hand, blue blood vessels could be vaguely seen. He could barely maintain the sweet and gentle smile on his face.

what about me.

sister.

Pan Shu noticed the depressed mood of the young man next to her, and asked again, "What is your name?"

Jiang Chen paused with his fingertips, "My name is Jiang Chen, sister."

He looked at Pan Shu expectantly.Will she remember him?

Floating and sinking.

It was his sister who named him.

"Oh. It's a very nice name." Pan Shu raised her eyes, looked at the towering residential buildings in front of her, and suddenly said, "How did you know I live here?"

Jiang Chen raised his head and lowered his eyebrows again, "I guess, sister, please go home quickly."

Ban Shu stood under the eaves, looking at the tall and lean young man's back. Her heart ached for no reason. She stopped him, "...Jiang Chen."

The young man slowly looked sideways, "Huh?"

"Thank you for taking me home. Do you want to go up and have a cup of tea? It's raining a bit hard. Let's wait until it stops before leaving." Ban Shu said.

Jiang Chen gently curved his lips, and faint dimples appeared on the sides of his cheeks. He put away his umbrella and walked to Pan Shu, "I really, can I go to your house and have a look?"

There was a slight hint of apprehension in his tone.

When he got closer, Pan Shu realized that his pupils were brown.

It's like there is a faint layer of fog in front of the dark pupils, blurring the true emotions inside.

"Why not?" Pan Shu asked with a smile.

The elevator door opened and Pan Shu took her fingerprints. She took out disposable slippers from the cabinet and gave them to Jiang Chen. Then she walked to the refrigerator and asked him, "What do you want to drink? Black tea or milk?"

Jiang Chen at the entrance looked at another pair of neatly arranged slippers and pursed his lower lip slightly.

He changed his shoes and shook his head, "No need for anything."

Ban Shu brought a can of milk and put it in front of Jiang Chen. Seeing him looking towards Jiang Zhao's room, she smiled and said, "That's Jiang Zhao's room. He doesn't like to close the door every time."

Of course he knew that was Jiang Zhao's room.

Jiang Zhao's room is spacious and warm. The quilt on the bed is a complete set, clean, and even the color of the paint on the walls of the room is consistent.

There are exquisite and expensive figurines on the shelves, as well as many books printed with foreign fonts.

And the river sinks.

He doesn't have his own room.

He had been living in that damp and dilapidated woodshed, like a dog, without a spacious bed or soft bedding. He could only endure endless suffering and endless beatings.

Jiang Chen has never been jealous of Jiang Zhao.

He just thinks.

Maybe he was really unlucky.

"Your face is so red. Do you have a fever?" Pan Shu noticed that the boy's school uniform was soaked through. He might have been wet by the rain and then caught a cold and fever.

Pan Shu stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch the temperature on his forehead. Sure enough, it was hot.

She frowned and found a few clothes from Jiang Zhao's wardrobe without the tags removed. "I'm going to get the antipyretic medicine. You can change out of your clothes first. These clothes are all new and have never been worn. The bathroom is in Left hand side.”

Jiang Chen's height is not much different from Jiang Zhao, but he looks thinner than Jiang Zhao.

Putting on soft and clean clothes, Jiang Chen lowered his eyelashes and meekly took the medicine handed to him by Pan Shu.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't take medicine," he said.

"How can I do it without taking medicine? My body will be burned out."

but……

Jiang Chen's life was already very cheap.

When he was very young, he was beaten by an old drunkard until his eardrum ruptured, and blood flowed from his ears and covered his face. At that time, Xiao Jiangchen was extremely scared. He was afraid that he would die just like that.He secretly took medicine from an old drunkard. He didn't know what to take, so he could only take it randomly.

Later, when he was discovered, he was beaten again.

Jiang Chen hurt so much.

But no one cares.

Even if he died like this, no one would care.

Pan Shu poured another cup of warm water, took a spoonful of honey water and mixed it with the water.

Time seems to be particularly fond of her.There is no difference at all from being 28 years old.Her hair was casually tied up with shark clips, her skin was white as snow, her facial features were exquisite, her posture was elegant and noble, and her eyes were filled with gentle and cool affection.

He is born to confuse people.

Jiang Chen lowered his eyes to cover the burning emotions surging in his eyes.

This is the sister he has fantasized about for ten years.

"If the medicine is very bitter, drink some honey water and it will not feel bitter." Pan Shu thought that he thought the medicine was bitter and did not like taking the medicine.

Jiang Chen held the cup, lowered his head and asked, "Is this honey water made for Jiang Chen?"

Pan Shu smiled and said, "Yes, is there anyone else here?"

So sweet.

It was sweeter than the cup Jiang Zhao gave him.

Jiang Chen's eyebrows softened and he curled his lips, "Sister, it's so sweet."

Pan Shu just wanted to stand up, but accidentally tripped on the carpet under the coffee table, and fell unsteadily towards Jiang Chen.

The young man's quick eyes quickly wrapped his arms around Pan Shu's slender and soft waist. His slender hands kept tightening subconsciously. Due to inertia, Pan Shu's lips gently brushed the corners of the young man's lips that had just finished drinking the honey water.

Sweet and soft.

At that moment, Jiang Chen's heart beat like a drum.

"Click."

The door behind him opened.