Always have a weird ending

Yan Bulai bid farewell to Li Luo on the second floor, staring straight ahead, checking the number plate on the class from the corner of her eye, and after passing a few classrooms, she quickly saw Class [-], Senior One.

People's voices are boiling, youth that I haven't seen for a long time, Yan Bulai sighed.

He took off the schoolbag he was carrying, smiled and said to a little boy sitting in the first row who was easy to bully at first glance: "Well, I suddenly have a little pee... cough cough, I want to go to the bathroom, can you help me with this schoolbag?" Put it in my seat?"

Although Yan Bulai asked questions, he immediately put his schoolbag on the boy's desk after joking, and turned around and ran away after saying thank you.

The little boy stared blankly at Yan Bulai's leaving figure for a while, then stood up and prepared to put him in his seat.

Before he could walk a few steps, the schoolbag in his hand was snatched away.

"Hey, you..." the little boy called out hastily.

In front of him, the girl with a few bunches of red hair dyed, hooked her schoolbag with her fingers and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I'll let it go for you. There must be love between classmates, right?"

She said the last two words to the two girls behind her. While speaking, she threw her schoolbag to the two girls.

The two girls replied with the same smile: "Yes."

"But……"

"What's the matter." Before the little boy could finish his sentence, the girl in front of him cut off his words.

She raised her eyebrows, and poked his shoulder with her index finger dyed with black nail polish, "A good student should obediently study hard, and don't get involved in other things, understand?"

Glancing at the young boy who dared not speak out, the leading girl smiled and clapped her hands, "Ning Ning, You You, come on, let us also do the work of being good students."

"Yes, Sister Ruoxuan." The three of them walked back slowly carrying their schoolbags.

The other students were still laughing and having fun, as if no one had noticed this.

The little boy lowered his head, bit his lip and held the pen. He didn't resent these people. There was nothing he could do. Who told these three girls to be born in the world's top ten richest Shui family, Bing family, and Lan family, and whoever offended them? It will definitely go bankrupt.

Lan Zhiyou casually threw the schoolbag on a seat, smiled and frowned, "She will feel better now."

The leader, Bing Ruoxuan, just smiled and said nothing, but the other person, Shui Ning'er, suddenly said hesitantly: "But, what if Bei...he gets angry and beats Yan Bulai up? When Prince Li Luo arrives... ..."

"Ning'er, don't you look at how that little slut came to the school today, the prince is everyone, how can we let her monopolize it."

"You didn't see what she looks like this morning." Bing Ruoxuan sat down on her seat with a "snap", crossed her legs, and said viciously: "It doesn't look like a serious person!"

Standing in front of the women's restroom, Yan Bulai, who is not a serious person, felt like a hooligan. He didn't dare to go near the restroom. He swayed around twice, and when he felt that he had enough time to go to the restroom, he washed his hands. , just go back.

The classroom was still full of voices, but when he entered, there was a strange pause in the noise of the whole class, and then it sounded again, noisier than before, as if it was done deliberately.

Yan Bulai raised her eyebrows, and she didn't care too much. After all, they were just a group of underage children.

Yan Bulai casually scanned around, and easily found where her schoolbag was. The last row by the window didn't look like a place to study hard.

Everyone in the classroom is basically full, except for his deskmate, but I don't know if he has a deskmate.

The bell rang, and the teacher came into the classroom to teach, but he didn't say anything about the vacant seat beside him. Instead, he looked at him suspiciously, "If Yan doesn't come, you..."

Yan Bulai's heart skipped a beat, Nima wouldn't ask him to get up and answer questions, right? He didn't know which space he had thrown the theoretical knowledge in high school 800 years ago.

A girl sitting in the middle quickly stood up and helped him out, "Teacher, Yan Bulai is not feeling well today, please ask me if you have any questions."

"Oh, there's no problem. I just want to ask her if she doesn't look well today, so I want to ask her if she wants to go to the infirmary today. Since there is no problem, let's go to class quickly! Students turn to... "

The teacher hurriedly skipped this matter, he actually wanted to ask why Yan Bulai sat in that person's seat, but it seemed that Bing Ruoxuan ordered it, so he didn't dare to ask any questions , It's not easy to be a teacher in an aristocratic school.

After Bing Ruoxuan sat down, she turned her head and smiled at Yan Bulai like a demonstration.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Yan Bulai became skeptical about the idea that when she looked in the mirror this morning, the new image looked rosy and healthy, but she was a little thinner. Could there be a problem with the eyes of the new image?

Just thinking about this, he found that the kind person who helped him turned his head and smiled at him. Although she thought her smile was a bit strange, Yan Bulai smiled back gratefully.

The classmates who are willing to help you stand up and answer questions are all angels with broken wings in their previous lives. Yan Bulai, who has only experienced "ah, teacher Yan Lai wants to answer questions" since childhood, was almost unmoved, and the smile on his face became more and more Sincerely.

Bing Ruoxuan frowned, turned her head quickly, and Shui Ning'er, who was sitting beside her, shut her mouth in disgust, "She can't be a fool."

"Leave her alone, wait until the first class is over... Hehe, there is a good show to watch."

Yan Bulai originally wanted to listen to a class carefully, and if he accidentally had to take a quiz in class, he couldn't go back with a failing grade, right?

This is an issue related to the dignity of people who have graduated from college for many years.

But it is obvious that this game is not for you to study hard. The white words on the blackboard are blurred, and the teacher’s voice seems to be gurgling in the throat. Looking for learning and building a harmonious society from play?

Naturally, he took his schoolbag all morning and there was nothing in it except a box of milk and a piece of bread, and the desks were also empty, so what the hell are you doing at school?

Yan Bulai lay on the table, listening to the teacher's lullaby-like voice, the sun outside the window was lazily shining on her body, and Yan Bulai fell asleep in a daze.

He had a dream, dreamed a long, long time ago.

The long passage was made of silver-white unknown material, and when the lights hidden in the wall were turned on, the entire passage was brightly lit.

Yan Lai likes to walk from the beginning to the end of this road the most.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, and only buttoned a few buttons on his white shirt casually. He strolled lazily on this road, familiar people greeted with a smile, and unfamiliar people also greeted with a smile.

This base is only that big in total, and there are few people who are not familiar with it, let alone people who don't know it. Therefore, when Yan Lai saw that person, he felt a little strange.

He leaned over in a ruffian manner, blocking his way forward, "Where did you come from..."

He picked and looked at that person. There are many men in the base, and it's no big deal to have a few handsome men, but this man looks so...a face that can only be described as beautiful, but it can only be described as beautiful. I found it from the girl.

Yan Lai pinched his face, to make sure it wasn't Xiao Qianqing or his gang pretending to be.

However, Yan Lai raised his eyebrows slightly because of his fair complexion and tender skin, "You can't be a girl, are you? Men's clothing to carry out missions?"

The man's face was paralyzed, his brows were slightly frowned, his complexion was not very good, he seemed a little angry, but he answered obediently, "No."

The voice is naturally a little stiff.

Seeing this man's unbearable humiliation, Yan Lai's little bit of evil came out, and the hand that was placed on his face naturally moved to his chin, and rubbed it obscenely.

Yan Lai smiled, "It feels good."

The man's face turned even darker, and his whole face felt a little stiff.

Yan Lai leaned close to his ear, intentionally letting the heat of his words touch his earlobe, "Have you done...?"

The man lowered his eyes and replied in a low voice: "...No."

"It's the first time."

Yan Lai burst out laughing, he was so damn happy to meet the same kind, and whoever teases him in the future will push this kid out.

The vicious taste did not diminish, Yan Lai pursed his lips, deliberately lowered his voice, and spit out each word slowly, "Then... can you accept men?"

"I..." The man said hesitantly.

Yan Lai was waiting for his answer with a smile when he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen. He lowered his head in surprise to see that a long sword wrapped around Ziqi was stuck in his abdomen, but his clothes were not stained with any blood.

Yan Lai unconsciously flicked to the upper right corner, the red bar had already dropped to the bottom.

He fell to the ground, his body gradually becoming transparent.

The man was wearing a full set of enchanting equipment and knelt beside him on one knee. He touched his face and whispered: "Yan..."

"Swallows won't come, swallows won't come..." The small female voice kept entering his ears.

Yan Bulai reacted in an instant, sat up straight quickly, looked down at the empty desk, and put on a look of "I'm studying hard, you don't think so, it's because you are too impure" look.

However, the quiet environment seemed even quieter, and the atmosphere was a bit oppressive. Yan Bulai realized something, and silently turned his head to look to his right. There was a boy standing in the aisle?

He and his new image are in the same class, and this person is only fifteen or sixteen years old at most, but judging from his height and clothes, it is really hard to tell that he is a student.

The hairstyle is a little messy on purpose, black jeans, a black T-shirt, and a black coat. Is this kid afraid that others won't see him as a black man?

Don't shut up if Yan doesn't come, I really want to remind this classmate not to put the gun in the pocket of his trousers casually, even if it is covered by a coat, he can't be so bold, the shape is too obvious, I will go.

Bei Mingleng didn't know what it meant to attend such an aristocratic school as him, and neither did his father, but he insisted on forcing him to attend.

Today, Bei Mingleng was the same as before. He walked into the classroom lazily after the first class, only to find that his exclusive seat had been taken.

A girl with short hair, sleeping soundly on the table, doesn't match her dignified ladylike appearance in a long white dress at all.

He doesn't know who this girl is, but it's not unusual. Bei Mingleng usually sleeps all day after coming to the classroom. He doesn't pay attention to who is in his class, let alone their names.

But he can guarantee that this girl must be a new transfer, otherwise it is impossible for her not to know that this is his exclusive seat.

The students in the class subconsciously lowered their voices because of his appearance. After realizing his state, they were all too scared to speak, but the girl remained motionless.

Bei Ming thought coldly, I'll see when you can find me.

After finally waiting for her to wake up, she found that she sat with her head down for a while in a daze.

After finally waiting for her to look up, Bei Mingleng raised his lips and showed a big sneer.

The corner of Yan Bulai's mouth twitched, this kid must be sick, laugh in front of him.

"That classmate...is there something wrong?"

Bei Minglen turned his head in disdain, is it possible that he should tell her himself that you are sitting in my seat?

The little girl in the front row who reminded Yan not to come reminded her again, "If Yan is not coming, you are sitting in Bei Mingleng's seat."

"Oh." Yan Bulai nodded, didn't tell him such a simple matter, stood in front of him and kept looking at him, could it be that he was expected to see it through his eyes?

Hmph, you finally know, since you know, don’t let me leave, this row is mine, Bei Mingleng thought in his heart, and then he saw Yan Bulai silently moved to the seat next to him, looking up innocently. She looked at him evilly and said, "Sit down."

Yan Bulai tried his best to be as polite as possible, but he didn't expect this kid named Bei Mingleng to still stand still.

Fuck, could it be that he disliked him for sitting?Then... Should he consciously change the chair?

Yan Bulai looked up at him, hoping to see some clues from the child's eyes.

"Ah."

Bei Ming smiled softly: "Very well, you have successfully caught my attention."

Yan Bulai: "...what?"