After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

While solving word problems, Ni Yangzhou had forgotten many formulas, and it was quite difficult to pick them up again after a few days.

The final calculated annual profit margin for the company was negative 7864 million. Ni Yangzhou himself wanted to laugh when he saw the answer.

Before I could even raise my lips, the time had come.

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"!"

Ni Yangzhou opened his eyes wide and began to recall what happened that day.

Oh, there is not much to recall. I chased the pervert in the morning, slept for a day, met the original owner's father, Pan Dongxue, whose family runs a restaurant, and slept in the same room with the protagonist.

……

Too many elements.

Ni Yangzhou stopped worrying about the math problems. Being in someone else's home, there was no way for him to write down the clues and sort out his thoughts. Ni Yangzhou wanted to lie on the bed and think slowly.

Otherwise it would be like staring blankly at the homework.

Ni Yangzhou tilted his head and looked with sparkling eyes at Meng Ting, who was doing the questions by himself with his forehead supported by one hand.

The boy also noticed his gaze and turned away.

"Teacher Xiao Meng, I'm sleepy."

"I slept for ten hours during the day, and you're still sleepy?" There was genuine confusion in Meng Ting's eyes.

Ni Yangzhou pursed his lips and said, "I just recovered from a serious illness."

"Okay," Meng Ting stood up and poured water and medicine for Ni Yangzhou. He watched him drink the water and medicine as if he was taking care of a patient. "Then go to sleep."

The boy got up and walked into the yard. There was a yellow light bulb on the door of the brick house, and next to it was a light cord that would light up when pulled.

Meng Ting turned on the light, came to the well, brushed his teeth and washed his face in the light, and rinsed his hair under the faucet.

The clear water flowed across the boy's face, transparent and clean, along the slight bulge in his throat, and meandered into the depths of his collar.

Ni Yangzhou followed suit, but when he wanted to bend down to rinse his hair with tap water, he was stopped by Meng Ting, who took him back into the house and filled him with a basin of hot water using tap water and a thermos.

Ni Yangzhou bent over and washed his hair in front of the washbasin rack in an unskilled manner, thinking that apart from his own mother, Meng Ting seemed to be the first person who took care of him like this.

And I didn't feel there was any need to be polite. Both physically and mentally, I felt very natural, as if I had already gotten used to it.

As the cool breeze blew at night, Meng Ting's hair dried immediately after shaking it. Ni Yangzhou also wanted to stand in the yard to dry his hair, but Meng Ting, who went to the east room to get a hair dryer, called him back to the room to wait.

Meng Ting helped Kou Yilian pack up everything. When he came out with a red old-fashioned hair dryer, Ni Yangzhou was sitting on the doorstep with his long arms raised and the light cord in his hand.

Pull it once, it lights up, pull it again, it goes out.

Ni Yangzhou turned around when he heard the voice. The smile on his face had not yet faded. He quickly covered up his silly look and went into the house dejectedly.

It was not cold at night. Meng Ting took off his shirt at the head of the bed, revealing his strong upper body.

There is a jade pendant strung on the red string around her neck.

As expected from her daily race walking practice, Ni Yangzhou thought, her figure was still quite good, and the high-quality character of the protagonist was guaranteed.

Meng Ting wanted to continue taking off his school uniform pants, but when he reached halfway, he saw Ni Yangzhou, who was dressed neatly in bed, and stopped.

He also got into bed with his pants on.

Neither asked the other why they were sleeping with their clothes on in late summer.

The two of them had an unspeakable tacit understanding and together they avoided certain strange atmospheres.

With a "click", Meng Ting turned off the light, and the whole room was pitch dark, with no sight of one's hand in front of one's face.

The moonlight today is very dim and there are not many stars, unlike in the city where there are always flashing neon lights and street lights.

The night in the countryside when the lights are turned off is the real night.

"Brother Meng."

Ni Yangzhou reviewed today's schedule, but he didn't have a clue. He slept a lot during the day and now he wasn't sleepy at all. He called the people around him out of boredom.

In the darkness, the boy next to me hummed.

Ni Yangzhou wanted to find a way to get in. "Today's math problems are quite difficult."

"Ah."

“I’m not very good at it.”

"……Um."

"I don't know if the math teacher will talk about it tomorrow."

The boy opened his eyes and replied:

"Then I'll turn on the light and tell you again."

"No, no, no, no."

Ni Yangzhou interrupted him.

After a while, he couldn't help but whispered, "Brother Meng, are you asleep?"

No breathing sound could be heard in the quiet night, and Ni Yangzhou moved a little closer.

"Mr. Meng? Brother Meng?

Little Brother Meng?

Snail boy? "

Before he finished his words, a hand fell from the sky and accurately covered Ni Yangzhou's chattering mouth.

"sleep."

Ni Yangzhou quickly pulled the other person's hand away, not daring to hold it anymore. He quickly opened Meng Ting's quilt from the side and respectfully returned his hand.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep."

Ni Yangzhou felt like he had become an insomniac and painful repeater.

After the boy turned over for the 33rd time, Meng Ting half-opened his eyes and turned sideways to look at Ni Yangzhou who was making pancakes.

Meng Ting took the initiative to speak:

"How are you going to deal with him?"

Ni Yangzhou seemed to have found a savior. It was really frustrating not being able to sleep at night. It would be great if there was someone willing to chat with him.

"Oh, that pervert...

I don’t know, I haven’t thought about it yet.”

Ni Yangzhou actually had a plan in mind.

He still didn't plan to change the door lock. Like last night, he wanted to break in fully equipped and arrest the man directly to find out the situation.

Since coming to this world, he had figured out almost everything by himself, and had been guessing all the time. This time, he had some doubts and had actually seen the man in black, so Ni Yangzhou was determined to get to the bottom of it.

But he didn't want to confess everything to Meng Ting.

It was strange enough that a pervert played a video recorder in a student's home, but he didn't call the police and insisted on catching the man himself. Ni Yangzhou was afraid that Meng Ting would persuade him or stop him.

So he chose to hide it.

"Change the door lock."

Sure enough, Meng Ting started from the perspective of safety.

"Don't put your keys under the flowerpot. They can be easily taken away."

"Yeah," Ni Yangzhou responded, "I'll change the locks tomorrow."

"Thank you, Brother Meng, for taking me in for one night. I'll go back to my own house and sleep tomorrow."

Meng Ting paused for a while and did not respond, his eyes gradually adjusting to the dim light.

Ni Yangzhou had half of his face hidden in the quilt, and his voice was muffled, revealing only his nose and forehead, which were as undulating as the mountains, and were delicate and beautiful.

I couldn't sleep and wanted to find someone to chat with, but when I talked to him, he just lied and said something perfunctory.

Meng Ting closed his eyelashes and thought, "Liar."

Ni Yangzhou waited for the other party's next sentence, but he waited and waited, but nothing came. He only heard shallow breathing. He turned his head to look over and saw that the boy was facing him, with his eyes closed and asleep.

Ni Yangzhou stared at the boy for a while, sighed at the protagonist's superior appearance, and gradually felt a little tired. He didn't want to blink, and finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When Ni Yangzhou's breathing stabilized, Meng Ting opened his eyes again.

The boy put his index and middle fingers together and stroked the sleeping person's brow.

The sleeping person was not disturbed by the gentle touch and continued to sleep soundly.

The jade pendant on Meng Ting's chest lit up in the dark night, as faint as a firefly, and then returned to silence after a few seconds.

Ni Yangzhou slept well all night.

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He didn't hear the alarm clock when he woke up in the morning. When Ni Yangzhou opened his eyes again, Meng Ting had already come out of the east room.

There were two buns and a cup of soy milk on the wooden table. Ni Yangzhou rubbed his eyes and brushed his hair back, revealing his beautiful jawline.

"Mr. Xiao Meng, did you bring it for me?"

Meng Ting pulled out a chair and put the homework books that Ni Yangzhou had spread out on the table yesterday back into his schoolbag one by one.

"Get up and eat."

"Thank you, Brother Meng."

Ni Yangzhou wanted to get up from the bed and put on his clothes, but when he lifted the quilt, he remembered that he had not taken it off yesterday. He smacked his lips and walked out of the room, washing his face and brushing his teeth at the faucet in front of the room.

Without the tooth cup, there is only one Meng Ting.

It happened the same way last night. The boy wanted to get him a cup of water to use temporarily, but Ni Yangzhou waved his hand and refused, and directly took the water with one hand to rinse his mouth.

It happened this morning as well, but when I was collecting the water, my hands weren't closed together and my clothes took a big gulp.

The morning breeze blows right on my chest, making me feel cool all over.

Ni Yangzhou returned to the west room with water stains on his face.

"Brother Meng, do you have a change of school uniform?"

Meng Ting sat on a chair, holding Ni Yangzhou's schoolbag, and said, "Yes, I'll find it for you."

He said this but did not move, his hands were still in his schoolbag.

Ni Yangzhou asked doubtfully, "Where?"

Meng Ting then stood up and took out a school uniform top.

When Ni Yangzhou turned around to change his clothes, Meng Ting did not avoid looking at him, but just stared at the boy's smooth back.

Ni Yangzhou turned around and looked into Meng Ting's eyes.

At the same time, they both looked away.

“This game console…”

Meng Ting spoke first, holding the small machine in Ni Yangzhou's bag, which was the reward given by Yan Jin to the original owner.

"I like it. This is for you, Brother Meng."

"No, who is this..."

When the words came to his lips, Meng Ting swallowed the name he had guessed in his heart.

"Thank you."

Ni Yangzhou took the schoolbag and thought, does the top student also like this? Or maybe he has never played it before and is curious?

Hey? Why doesn't Meng Ting refuse anything I give her?

Ni Yangzhou secretly thought that he was like a lackey in a fairy tale novel, who gave all the money and treasures to the protagonist.

It's like a dog that wants something but can't get it...

Wait a minute, Ni Yangzhou looked at himself in the mirror, wearing boys' clothes, carrying a schoolbag that Meng Ting had sorted out for him, which contained the homework that the boys had checked yesterday...

"Well," Ni Yangzhou turned around and said to Meng Ting, who was solemnly putting the game console into the dowry box:

"Thank you, Father Meng, for taking care of me."

Meng Ting paused, locked the box, stood up, and looked at Ni Yangzhou face to face.

"I consider you a friend."

Ni Yangzhou joked: "But I want to be your son."

Meng Ting was speechless for a moment and said no more, letting go of Ni Yangzhou who was trying hard to confuse the relationship between them.

Everything went smoothly in the classroom. Today, Jiao Kaifeng came to the classroom for the first time and slept with Li Yuan, who sat behind him, all day.

Ni Yangzhou reported to his English teacher in the morning, cancelled his leave, and went to the bank to withdraw some money during lunch break.

Time was very tight, so Ni Yangzhou bought a DV. It was a bit expensive, but it was in stock, so he paid and took it away at the same time.

The school was not close, so the boy took a taxi and ran, and barely made it back to school before the first class in the afternoon.

The discipline committee officer at the entrance was still Yan Jin. He was closing the school gate as the bell rang, and next to him was the grade director who was supervising.

From a distance, Yan Jin saw Ni Yangzhou running and waved to him secretly. Ni Yangzhou saw the bald head of the grade director looming behind the iron fence, and after receiving the signal, he climbed over the wall from the back of the campus and entered the classroom.

When he arrived at the classroom, the class had already started. Ni Yangzhou crouched down and jumped back to his seat while the teacher turned his head back to write on the blackboard.

After this trip, Ni Yangzhou was sweating all over.

With a "whoosh", a pack of tissues was thrown over from the table in front.

Pink packaging, fragrant.

Ni Yangzhou took a breath, took out a piece of paper and wiped the sweat off his face, poked Pan Dongxue's shoulder with the tip of the pen, and whispered, "Thank you."

A small face with a red face turned sideways from the table in front of me and said, "You're welcome."

Ni Yangzhou looked at the teacher on the podium, the eraser carrying chalk dust floating in the air.

My deskmate was looking at the blackboard intently, as if he wasn't affected at all.

The two problem students sitting at the back table were sleeping soundly, and even the teacher didn’t care. They just said they didn’t disturb other students in class and didn’t snore.

It was a quiet afternoon.

Some people study, some have secret crushes, and some enjoy their youth.

Everyone is young and extraordinary, and everyone has a future with infinite possibilities.

Ni Yangzhou suddenly thought of a question while listening to his classmates reading aloud.

If I find out who will be killed, then...

Should we stop this from happening?