Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

"Tong Huaimu, you are a very lovely child. Sometimes I think that God brought me here for a reason. God wanted me to know you, to love you, and to gain the strength to live from you."

If it weren't for you, if you weren't you, if I had made even one wrong step, I wouldn't be feeling the way I am now.

How lucky I am to be the chosen one.

Three thousand small worlds, and I came to save you, but was redeemed in the process.

"Xiao Mu, thank you."

Her voice with a sigh rang in my ears, seeming to have suppressed emotions, but infinitely gentle, "I like you very much"

He curled his fingers hanging by his legs, raised them and put them down again, because of his inferiority complex. In the end, he hugged her back tightly, because of his care and love.

His voice was hoarse and nasal, a characteristic of teenagers: "Me too, I like you too..."

I like it very much.

Jian Yan could hear the cry in his voice and loosened her arms. She looked at his face and saw tears in his eyes.

"Why are you crying? Don't cry, don't cry."

She couldn't help but take out a tissue to wipe the tears off his face.

But the gentler she was, the more Tong Huaimu wanted to cry.

He couldn't tell why, but whenever he looked into her eyes, the love in them would make his nose ache and tears would fall uncontrollably.

He didn't really want to cry, but he couldn't help it.

"Little crybaby."

She said this with a smile, and she was a little tearful, but she held it back.

I am always moved by the sincerity of young people.

She wiped away the big tears that fell from his lower eyelids, but what she was thinking in her heart was -

As a child with such a sensitive emotion, he has a strong ability to empathize, and will treasure a little love for a long time. What kind of neglect must he have experienced in the past years to become the gloomy and mean person he was when he first met?

It hurts people.

The boy sat on a chair and she sat in front of him.

She watched him lower his head and hold the tissue to his eyes, his fingers trembling slightly as he tried to suppress his emotions.

I couldn't help but say: "I don't know what happened to you, but if possible, I really want to be someone who can face it with you, so that you won't be alone."

"I still remember the first time I went to the police station to pick you up, you were in that small room with your head down like this, wearing your school uniform with many wounds on your body, but you didn't say a word. I thought at the time that you must be difficult to approach."

"Later, I got to know you better and found that you actually have a very lovely personality. Your sharpness and counterattacks are just your way of protecting yourself."

"You put together a hard shell to hide the softness inside. Like a little snail."

Tong Huaimu's eyes were red and he was amused by her words again.

"I'm not a snail. How can I run that slowly..." She pouted and was about to cry again.

She knew that he was still upset about the sports meet and laughed at him for being so childish.

Comforting, "Okay, okay, you're not a snail, you're the fastest one."

I looked out the window and saw the maple tree and the blood-red maple leaves floating on the lake again, and sighed.

"But I was wondering, what kind of situation can make a soft inner substance be forged into a hard and cold outer shell?"

"Will this process be cruel? Will it be painful for you?"

"Just thinking about it makes me feel so sad that I can't stop."

She sighed and looked away, only to see that his face was covered with traces of tears.

There was only a pair of eyes looking at her, as sad as a puppy in the rain, as if wanting to pour out all the grievances.

She thought he would cry and tell her about his misfortune, but he spoke warmly to comfort others:

"Everything is fine now...don't be sad."

A sensitive and strong-willed child.

Maybe he doesn't trust her that much, or maybe his past is too embarrassing to talk about, so he chooses to keep silent.

No matter which point, Jian Yan respected him.

Tong Huaimu went to wash his face and calm down, while she returned to her room and stared at the bracelet on her wrist in a daze.

After a long time, his gaze returned to the table.

It was the can of candy that Tong Ruixiao gave me.

She opened the slipknot of the colorful braided rope at the bottle mouth, pulled out the cork of the glass bottle, and took out a piece of candy from it.

The candy wrapper on the outside is made of vintage wood-colored paper, the same as the card, and looks more like something that Tong Ruixiao picked out and liked.

When you open it, the candy inside is in the shape of a diamond and wrapped in a layer of gold foil. Silver roses are outlined on the gold foil, and the leaves on both sides of the roses are made of diamonds, which looks very beautiful when displayed.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was candy or a display item.

But you can see that the jar is filled with about twenty pieces of candy, so it is not for display.

She took off the diamond, picked up the candy wrapper, took a bite of the candy, and a crunching sound was heard.

This is a very strange piece of candy.

Inside the gold foil is a thin layer of amber ice shell, and inside the ice shell is chocolate and rose jam, which retains the fragrance of roses and the taste of white truffle chocolate. It is not too sweet, has a silky taste, and is exquisite and high-end.

As a chocolate candy, it is already very delicious, and can be said to be in no way inferior to those made by top pastry chefs.

Unfortunately, she doesn't like chocolate that much, and this thing has a very short shelf life and will melt and cannot be stored for long.

Otherwise, it can be placed on the table as a decoration.

He put the peeled white diamonds aside, picked them up when he had nothing to do, and flicked them away like marbles, as if he didn't know that they were real and valuable diamonds in his hand.

Jian Yan finally understood that Tong Ruixiao was not short of money, and even the warning was so luxurious.

She didn't think Jian Yao could have given the original owner such outrageous candy before.

Tong Ruixiao even decorated a warning tool as a gift, what a decent man.

Thinking of this, she smiled.

Forget it, it's just a warning and it won't have any effect on her, so why bother about it.

Just as she was about to go out, the phone on the table rang, and she realized she didn't take her phone.

I picked up the phone and a call came from an unfamiliar number.

When she saw that it was out of town, her heart skipped a beat.

I hesitated, not knowing whether to answer it.

But the other party hung up.

She thought about it and dialed the number again, saying "Please don't hang up because we're busy."

"It seems like I made a mistake..."

Jian Yan breathed a sigh of relief for some reason. It was better to call the wrong number than to receive a call from someone he knew.

After all, she has never met any of the original owner's relatives and friends in her original family, and she doesn't want to meet them for the time being.

The original owner was so smart but she was fooled by them. If she took a wrong step by accident, she would be doomed.

I put my cell phone in my coat pocket, took my drawing board, went downstairs and went out to see the flowers in the garden.

The weather is very good today. It is winter but the temperature has risen. I am not cold even if I go out wearing only a turtleneck sweater and a woolen coat.

The goldfish swam back and forth in the small pond, and seemed to feel the good weather.