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

The weather in October was already cool enough to require long sleeves, and by mid-October, the wind was even colder.

But the autumn chill did not stop the students' passion, especially the lively and energetic high school students, who were like the rising sun.

Even though the body is confined to the small space of a chair and a desk, the mind is already reaching for the moon in the sky and catching turtles in the ocean. The mind is most active at this age, imagining the future after high school.

Students are swimming fish, the classroom is the ocean, and breaks are the air that the gills exchange when they occasionally surface.

It has been a long time since Jin Bushi and Tong Huaimu came to Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School. They have always sat at the same table, but they don’t have much to say to each other.

At first, she would talk to him, liven up the atmosphere, and show concern for him with a smile. But since the second week of school, this has stopped.

Because she knew that there was an unbridgeable gap between them.

We can't be friends, and even being classmates seems inappropriate.

Jin Buxi discovered that the school teachers were particularly compromising towards Tong Huaimu. They never objected to anything he wanted to do and their attitude was as good as if they were treating their superiors.

She found it unbelievable.

Then I learned from my classmates that Tong Huaimu’s father was Tong Ruixiao!

Tong Ruixiao is a name that is familiar to people in Jiangcheng. He is the chairman of the largest logistics group in China and has made great achievements in the e-commerce sector. Even though she grew up in a remote village, she has heard about this person's hard entrepreneurial story.

In a trance, I felt like an unreachable person suddenly appeared before my eyes.

No wonder everyone rejects Tong Huaimu but also praises and supports him, it turns out that he is the young master of the Tong family.

Since everyone is wearing school uniforms, it is hard to tell who is more noble, but the actual class differences cannot be concealed.

Specially recruited into this aristocratic high school, she has always focused on her studies, remained calm and composed, and tried to avoid gathering with her classmates.

Because she couldn't join them in talking about luxury cars, travel and luxury goods. She didn't fit in with them and didn't know anything about skin care products, lipsticks, bags...

She knows nothing.

In order not to appear poor and be looked down upon by others, she asked the principal to conceal it for her, and she was cautious and fearful in her daily life.

Maintaining one's pitiful self-esteem and decency.

She put a layer of thin paper in front of her mirror. As long as the paper was not torn, she would be no different from others.

But Tong Huaimu's life experience was like a knife that suddenly pierced through the window paper, and she saw her humble and funny shadow in the mirror.

A poor girl who works part-time at a milk tea shop while attending school is sitting next to a rich heir from the upper class...

It's ridiculous!

She wouldn't even dare to make up a story like this.

From then on, she consciously avoided Tong Huaimu and no longer contacted or talked to him.

We are not from the same world in this life, so what is there to contact?

He had never experienced the fun she told him about finding joy in hardship while working, and she could not imagine the high-end luxury sports cars, rare teas and wines, and golden plates and precious cups in daily life that he described.

There was a huge chasm between the two of them.

She was transferred here to get free tuition, hoping to reduce her burden and leave more money for her mother to stay in the hospital and be taken care of by medical staff.

But I didn't expect that it would make my already difficult life even more difficult.

After all, if a person has never seen the sun, staying in the dark will not be so painful.

Even if he has never seen delicacies, he will not be dissatisfied with a steamed bun and a bag of spicy noodles for three meals.

She has a cheerful personality, is willing to help others, and is eager to make friends with all the students around her. But there is one thing she will never do: she will never cling to others.

She would consciously distance herself from the "absolutely strong" person with whom she could obviously not become friends.

She had nothing to give to the other person, so the balance of friendship was tilted from the beginning, and she didn't like it.

If Tong Huaimu was just a person from a wealthy family but had a weakness of needing help from others, perhaps she would not stay away from him.

But it was obvious that Tong Huaimu didn't.

So, at the beginning of the new semester, Jin Buxi asked his class teacher for a change of seat.

But the head teacher was slow to approve it.

Today she went to urge again.

Said: "This is not an easy matter, but I will try my best to give you an answer."

Again, he was vague, just like last time.

Returning to the classroom in disappointment, she adjusted her mood, took out the books and papers she would need for the next class from the desk drawer, and prepared to start pre-class preparation.

"Why do you want to change your deskmate?" Tong Huaimu's voice suddenly rang out.

Jin Buxi's body suddenly stiffened, and he turned his head mechanically to look at the boy beside him: "How did you know that?"

The other person was staring at her with his beautiful sword-like eyebrows knitted.

"Someone saw you go to the office to ask for it."

"Why are you doing this?" Tong Huaimu asked, "Do you hate me?"

Jin Buxi felt her classmates walking by. They glanced at her with curiosity. Her face turned pale. “I…”

She was always nice to other classmates, but she was only close to him for the first week, and then she deliberately avoided him.

He had always wanted to ask, but couldn't because of his face.

It was really too obvious that she avoided him, rejected him, and treated him like a snake and scorpion. It seemed that if he had the tendency to get close, she would fly away like a bat caught in a light.

He said, "If you have something to say, just ask directly, don't listen to others." She clearly nodded and agreed seriously at that time! But in the end, she still listened to the rumors and chose to distance herself from him and not contact him.

"I don't hate you, it's just... I think studying alone is more suitable for me."

Tong Huaimu looked into her eyes. Those eyes were beautiful and full of hope when she smiled, but now they were dodging because of guilt.

He exposed her mercilessly: "You are lying. You clearly said before that you hope to help each other and make progress together with me."

Jin Buxi did not continue to look at him, but turned his eyes to the paper, and said in a low voice with a pale face: "Now my mind has changed, is it not okay?"

He was very disappointed, and he couldn't tell why. He felt empty and inexplicably angry. He wanted to get angry, but he didn't know where his bad mood came from. It seemed to have been accumulating for some time.

This complex emotion made him not know how to deal with it.

The young man frowned, gritted his teeth, and snorted coldly: "Of course, whatever you want!"

After saying that, he stood up and left the classroom.

During the break, people were coming and going in the corridor. Tong Huaimu was sitting on the steps under the teaching building. It was a quiet place.

Zhao Qiang came out of the grade office, holding a steaming cup of Maojian tea from his teacher. He ran into the depressed boy and approached him in surprise, as if he had seen a rare gem.

"Wow, it's rare to see you, brother! Why are you out today?"

"Go serve tea to the director and don't bother me."

Tong Huaimu's voice sounded a little irritated.

Zhao Qiang became excited when he heard this. He put down his tea, sat down next to him with his teeth bared, and poked his shoulder: "What's the matter that makes our young master Tong feel bad? Tell me, brother, I will help you with your worries!"