The bitch who was tortured to death by me is reborn

The distribution of buildings in the school is relatively simple, the outermost are two student dormitories and a cafeteria, followed by the playground, behind the playground is the fork in the road between the concert hall and the teaching building, the teaching building is divided into departments, Sheng Xing went up to the third floor, on the stairs At the corner of the entrance, I saw the sign of the teaching office. The door was half open, and there was a young teacher on duty sitting in front of the computer.

He knocked on the door, and the young teacher raised his head and adjusted his glasses, beckoning him to go in.

Sheng Xing handed over the file bag in his hand, "Teacher, I'm here to go through the admission procedures."

"Okay, let it go."

The young teacher seemed to know his situation a long time ago. He tapped on the keyboard with two fingers casually, and the printer next to him buzzed, "Your class is Class 1, and the account number on the Education Affairs Network is your student number. The password is the last six digits of the student number, there is no class scheduled for today, this is the class schedule for this semester, and there are notes on the contact numbers of each teacher, if there is anything you don’t understand, you can ask.”

"Oh, thank you."

Sheng Xing took the schedule, and the young teacher tore another piece of paper, took a pen and wrote a few strings of numbers on it, "Your counselor's surname is Chen, but she's been on leave for a few days, if you have anything If you have any questions, you can contact your squad leader or party branch secretary, the numbers are written on it.”

Sheng Xing nodded and walked out. Today is Wednesday, and the latest scheduled class time on the schedule is tomorrow morning, that is to say, he now has a whole day of free time.

If you came to school so early in the morning, and suddenly told you that there is no class today, if you are a primary school student, you would probably cheer for this, but for someone like him who hasn't been to school for several months, he only feels a kind of relaxed feeling. boring.

His stomach was rumbling a little, and his neck was chilly because he forgot to wear a scarf. He stood at the gate of the school and glanced at the breakfast shop that was the third from the right. Wonton rice rolls and the like, mixed with two cold dishes, served in bowls.

At exactly seven or eight o'clock, there are the most customers. The stall owner is a middle-aged aunt, with a slightly fat body and a simple and honest appearance. Sheng Xing looks down at the hot meat in the pot. The pink and juicy color looks pretty Fresh, he raised his eyebrows, pointed to some raw meat on the side plate, "I want this, this, and this..."

"Okay, fifteen in total." The auntie stall owner took his money, "It will be ready soon, young man, go to the seat over there and wait for a while."

Street stalls, the seats are not very particular, and a few strangers can sit together to form a table. He sits down and plays with his mobile phone for a while, and a bowl of casserole has already been served, probably because it was too hot when he just made it. The hands holding the pot were a little red on the inside, and they trembled accidentally, Sheng Xing looked at the inexplicable trembling, and took the piece of cloth next to the corner of the pot, "I'll do it."

Then, someone's hand slipped, and the steaming hot soup spilled out. Sheng Xing couldn't help but yelled "Ah", his pants were scalded.

It was really too hot, he couldn't help but want to curse, "cao..."

"I'm sorry..."

A voice of bewilderment sounded in his ear, Sheng Xing didn't know why half of his anger subsided, and when he looked up again, his anger was completely gone.

Hey, isn't this the waiter he met in the restaurant yesterday?It seems... what is it called?

Different from yesterday's outfit, the young man in front of him was wearing a white shirt and washed white jeans, his figure was a bit thin, and his ear roots were red. He looked very pure and innocent.

Good-looking people are always prone to preferential treatment.

Sheng Xing felt itchy in his heart. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the aunt came over to reconcile, "Hey——Xiaoxiao, why are you so careless? What do you do if you burn the customer?"

The young man lowered his head guiltily, "Auntie, I'm sorry..."

Sheng Xing quickly helped the beauty out, "I'm fine, it doesn't matter."

"The pants are all dirty, Xiaoxiao, you'd better take the customer to the store to change."

The auntie of the stall owner pushed two people in. The space inside the store is very small. With the curtains closed, it becomes a changing room. Sheng Xing sat on the stool with his legs crossed, watching the other person rummaging in the cabinet with interest. Good for a change of clothing, "Hey, do you remember me?"

The other party's movements paused, "I remember, I met it yesterday."

So cold...but he likes it!

Sheng Xing blinked and called him tentatively, "Xiaoxiao?"

"My name is Fang Tianxiao." She blushed now, "If you have a nickname, usually only the elders can call you."

As for nicknames, not only elders, lovers can also be called, right?

"Sorry, these are mine, but I haven't worn them much, so you can make do with them first." Fang Tianxiao handed a pair of brand new trousers in front of him, "I'm going out first."

"Wait..." Sheng Xing suddenly grabbed his wrist, "I feel a little hot, I may not be able to stand up, do you have cold water here?"

"Yes." Fang Tianxiao went to the faucet outside and took a basin of water. The water in winter was so cold that it seeped through. Sheng Xing was a little afraid of the cold, so he retracted his fingers after touching it, "Let's talk about it when it warms up."

"..." Fang Tianxiao patiently twisted the towel for him, "Here."

In fact, Sheng Xing was really scalded, but in order to maintain his demeanor, he kept pretending not to show it. After Fang Tianxiao walked out, he began to take off his pants. Peeling...?

What... what to do, could it be that he has just broken up for less than a day, and he is going to live a life of abstinence qaq is too unlucky.

He threw his pants aside, poured cold water on the wound with a bitter face, trying to relieve his pain.

md, so cold, md, so hot, md, so painful...

After half a basin of ice water went down, he felt that he seemed to feel better, and began to wipe his wet legs with a towel.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the temporary changing room covered by curtains was not very concealed, and he felt like he was being watched.

After putting on his pants under this inexplicable pressure, he opened the curtain, and a cat squatted at the door watching him curiously.

Was it a cat?No wonder I always feel that the curtain is moving...

Before the legs and feet that had just put on the trousers had time to accumulate heat, Sheng Xing stood on the spot and kicked his feet to warm up. The stall owner had already walked over, "I'm really sorry today, young man, it was our people who were careless... "

Sheng Xing shook his head, "I'm fine."

The stall owner quickly waved her hand, "Xiaoxiao, come here and apologize to him."

"No need, auntie, I'm really fine." Sheng Xing sneezed suddenly, "No, it's too cold, I have to go back first."

He walked a few steps and heard someone calling him, "Wait."

He turned his head, Fang Tianxiao apologized to him awkwardly, "I really didn't mean it today, don't trouble my aunt."

"How come?" Sheng Xing smiled, "Do I look like such an unreasonable person?"

"That's good, I..." Fang Tianxiao suddenly took out a long thing and wrapped it around his neck, "If you are afraid of the cold, wear more, don't catch a cold..."

Sheng Xing looked down at the cheap scarf around his neck, "Oh, then I'm leaving."

Fang Tianxiao watched his back leave, and only recovered when the kitten in the store rubbed against his feet, hugged the cat, and murmured to himself, "Why didn't you burn him and cripple him..."