After the rebirth, the real young master was kidnapped by the fake young master

Xu Jiaping stepped into the classroom.

On the desktop was the composition text that had just been handed out, and the drawer was filled with small gifts as usual.

For the first time today, Xu Jiaping didn't put all his things into the trash can, but sorted them out one by one.

There is no familiar lunch box.

Xu Jiaping knew a fool who thought he would hide the lunch box in his desk every day without anyone noticing it, and then secretly took it home at night, bought a new breakfast the next day and put it in, and the cycle went on and on.

Laugh to death.

There is no silver 300 taels here, and Ji Qiu next door never gave it away.

That's why Song Jiqiu thought he didn't know anyone, and stammered and lied.

The person moved away, and Song Jiqiu really wouldn't give it away again.

Silently, he pushed the gift aside and pulled out the chair to sit down. He glanced at Song Jiqiu who was sitting next to Yuan Lin a few seats away. He had a straight back under his large school uniform and a very good-looking figure.

The morning self-study was used for early reading. Xu Jiaping did not bring materials, but for the sake of showing off, he turned over the first page of the composition.

Song Jiqiu resisted the urge not to look behind.

He specifically asked the housekeeper not to prepare two more meals this morning.

Xu Jiaping was so hungry every day that he didn't want to eat the breakfast he brought.He suffered from starvation when he was a child, and his family was poor. Song Jiqiu developed a good habit of thrift. He really felt sorry for the wasted breakfast, so he took the food back home every night and fed it to the neighbor's cat.

A few days ago, I was caught by a neighbor. The cat of the neighbor’s house became fatter, and the neighbor protested seriously.

So he decided not to deliver food for the time being, and wait for the neighbor's cat to lose weight before delivering it.

But he had developed a habit of not giving anything away and felt uncomfortable, so he changed to a gadget that he found after searching for a long time. I don't know if Xu Jiaping can find it.

If Xu Jiaping found it but lost it again, he would...!

He went to the trash can to pick it up with his own hands.

He turned his head and casually found a topic to communicate with Yuan Lin, and observed Xu Jiaping's reaction from the corner of his eye.

Some people like roses, some people like jasmine, and Xu Jiaping likes four-leaf clover.Everywhere in Rongcheng, there are few four-leaf clover plants among the clover bushes.This is one of the few preferences that Xu Jiaping has clearly expressed.

On the first page of Xu Jiaping's homework book, there was a bookmark, a beautiful specimen of four-leaf clover, each leaf resembling a heart full of love.

Song Jiqiu turned half of his face sideways, his earlobes were translucent in the sunlight.Suddenly sat up straight, slightly staggered the angle, happened to meet Xu Jiaping's gaze, paused, and moved back as if nothing had happened.

Xu Jiaping naturally looked away.

He put the four-leaf clover bookmark back in place, his brows relaxed, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up. A smile emerged from his eyes, showing what seemed to be the first genuine smile since they met.

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In order to pay attention to the mental health of the students and prevent the students from becoming obsessed with learning, No. [-] Middle School specially set up a psychological class every week.

The psychological teacher is gentle and beautiful, but he treats them like kindergarten children. Everyone complains about it, but in fact they are looking forward to it.

After the last class, everyone couldn't wait to rush forward. After Song Jiqiu helped the teacher hand out homework, the class was empty, and the psychology classroom was set up separately in the cultural and sports center. On the way, he passed a tree-lined path. He saw Xu Jiaping's back at a glance. It seemed impolite to pass him, but walking up and beside him might disturb Xu Jiaping, so he had no choice but to walk behind him leisurely.

Sure enough, they were the last to step into the classroom.

Today, there happened to be a student in the class who asked for leave. The class was divided into two groups. The teacher called them to come in quickly: "Okay, then you two groups."

Yuan Lin objected: "Teacher, I disagree."

The teacher wondered: "Why?"

Yuan Lin stammered and made up a reason: "Because they don't know each other well."

The teacher smiled immediately: "Unfamiliarity is best, this game needs to be played without familiarity."

A PPT was projected on the electronic screen, saying "Games for the Blind".

"Today's game is very simple. In a team of two, one classmate will act as a blind person, and the other classmate will act as a crutch. You can walk around the campus casually and return to the classroom after 10 minutes. It will test the trust between you two."

Everyone wailed: "Teacher, we are not children anymore."

The teacher replied with a smile: "But you are just children."

Song Jiqiu also laughed.

A set of blindfolds, Song Jiqiu asked Xu Jiaping after receiving them: "Are you blind or cane?"

Xu Jiaping said concisely: "Crutches."

Song Jiqiu had consciously put on the blindfold, so he guessed that Xu Jiaping would not be blind, because of his personality, he is now a stranger to Xu Jiaping, Xu Jiaping can't trust him completely, even in the game.

The blindfold was a bit big, which made Song Jiqiu's face smaller, and a small row of neat and white teeth appeared when he smiled.

Song Jiqiu wondered if Jiaping would be interested in participating in the game. He wore blindfolds and darkened his eyes. He groped forward and bumped into a broad chest with a faint scent of grass and trees.

He stepped back quickly, at a loss: "I'm sorry."

When the teacher turned around and found two people stuck in place like logs, he kindly reminded: "It's a blind man's cane game, not a blind man's game of touching an elephant."

"Oh." Song Jiqiu replied, but did not act rashly.

The 16-year-old Xu Jiaping has too many restricted areas, and he is not ready to become the sacrificed Huang Jiguang for the time being.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jiaping shook his wrist first: "Let's go."

Song Jiqiu's wrist was slender, and Xu Jiaping clasped his index finger and thumb together, leaving a small distance. His slightly cool temperature and Song Jiqiu's warm sense of touch formed the opposite perception.

There is a corridor in front of the psychology classroom. Other students are progressing faster than them, and they are already screaming at the stairs going downstairs.The corridor suddenly seemed a little silent, Song Jiqiu took the initiative to find something to say: "Have you eaten today?"

The Chinese people's kind greetings have never changed since ancient times, saying that this is definitely true.

Xu Jiaping said, "No."

As if casually mentioned: "Didn't eat breakfast."

Song Jiqiu followed him and said, "You still have to eat breakfast. If you don't eat it, you will easily get stomach problems."

Many years later, Xu Jiaping had a stomach problem, and the pain felt pitiful and he grabbed his hand and said it hurt, so it turned out that it was all made now.

"It's too late to eat." Xu Jiaping pulled him away from a potted plant.

Speaking of this, Song Jiqiu was angry when he thought of the breakfast he recycled every day and the fat cat in his neighbor's house: "Didn't someone deliver it to you at the table? Xu Jiaping, don't be so defensive. People will work hard every day to poison you with this thing."

"Oh." Xu Jiaping cleared his throat, "Nobody delivered today."

"Ah?" Song Jiqiu panicked, "Really? Maybe that classmate has something to do, maybe he'll come tomorrow, you can see it tomorrow."

Xu Jiaping could hardly hold back the smile that came out of his throat: "Okay."

The students probably had already wandered around on the flat ground downstairs before they reached the stairs.

According to the rules of the game, the person covering his eyes cannot hold on to the railing, and can only step on the steps with the instructions of another classmate. The journey of the blind person is completely planned by crutches.

Song Jiqiu has always been a good boy who abides by the rules, but people are inevitably afraid of the unknown. He asked, "How do I go?"

"Take another step forward, and then there is a step." Xu Jiaping told him.

Song Jiqiu fumbled for the first step, and let out a long breath.

After the vision was blocked, the other senses became more obvious. Xu Jiaping's breathing sound was close to the side of his ear. The skin on the side of his ear was thin, and it could be said that the base of the ear was soft and itchy.

Immersed in the discomfort in my ears along the way, I walked most of the steps without knowing it.

I don't know when Xu Jiaping let go of his hand, Song Jiqiu didn't think much about it, he just thought that Xu Jiaping was tired, in fact this classmate still kept his patience, so far he can feel thankful for not leaving him behind.

"Is there flat ground below? I'll go by myself," he asked.

Xu Jiaping didn't answer, he was under the steps, Song Jiqiu was on the steps, he looked up at Song Jiqiu.

Most of the time, Xu Jiaping felt that other people's assessment of his illness was quite correct.

For example, even though he and Song Jiqiu were getting along well at the moment, at a certain moment, the aching wound on his body suddenly began to deteriorate and rot again, clamoring to tell him that he should hate Song Jiqiu.

A few steps up, Song Jiqiu's eyes were blocked, and his ears could see the transparent fluff against the light, subconsciously revealing a look of trust, clean and innocent, as if he was completely in his control.

As long as he doesn't make a sound, Song Jiqiu will fall down.

The extra steps are not high, but enough to injure a person.

"Xu Jiaping?" Song Jiqiu called again.

Xu Jiaping closed his eyes and opened them again, as if he had made up his mind: "And..."

There are also steps.

Before he could finish speaking, Song Jiqiu stepped on it, and fell forward.

Xu Jiaping's heart skipped a beat, and he reached out to take him into his arms.

Song Jiqiu was slender, and when he was inserted into his arms, he seemed to hold a handful of wind, and then tightened a little more to clasp his waist.

Song Jiqiu himself was taken aback, and he stood up straight and said "thank you" with lingering fear, but even so he followed the rules and dutifully played the blind man.

"Song Jiqiu." Xu Jiaping asked, simply puzzled and a little angry, "Are you stupid?"

"That's right." Song Jiqiu replied frankly, and after a while, a little fear came over him, "I'm about to fall, why are you still scolding me?"

Xu Jiaping didn't answer, and bowed his head to see the hands that the two held together when they were in a panic, palms against palms, warm to the touch.

They walked the rest of the way quietly.

After half an hour, everyone returned to the classroom.

The teacher’s lesson is on par with the theme of "blind people": "In the last ten minutes, the classmate who was a crutch just now puts on a blindfold, and other students come to him and let him touch his facial features to see if he can recognize his classmate .”

The audience sighed for a while, and a male student raised his hand: "Teacher, their faces are oily and dirty my hands."

After speaking, he was surrounded by a bunch of people and beat him up.

Xu Jiaping frowned, put on the blindfold, and sat safely in his seat, while the classmates around him automatically moved away.

Just kidding, the school bully looks like he can punch them at any moment.

Tao Ke and Liu Hao ran over in a wild manner, Ke turned his face towards Xu Jiaping, "Boss, I believe in the friendship between us."

Xu Jiaping didn't even want to touch their skin, so he plucked their hair randomly, and based on the difference in dryness and dryness of their hair, he could accurately name them.

"Boss, there's another person here, feel for it." Liu Hao had no gaming experience, so he pushed Song Jiqiu in front of Xu Jiaping without giving up.

A refreshing faint orange smell rushed towards him, Xu Jiaping's eyelids moved slightly, but he didn't open them. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his fingers to touch the obediently squatting person in front of him.

His palm could completely cover that person's face, and the person in front of him seemed to feel itchy because of the touch, and smiled unconsciously, his eyelashes curled up, and the drooping eyelashes swept across his palm like feathers.The bridge of the nose is straight, the chin is pointed, and there are two shallow dimples on the sides of the lips.

Without opening his eyes, Xu Jiaping can still show Song Jiqiu's appearance, his eyes are as if washed with water, his lips are ruddy, lighter and more lively than the greenness of the branches.

The beating speed of his heart seemed to be out of order for a few beats, his Adam's apple rolled, and he withdrew his hand:

"It's still Tao Ke."

Song Jiqiu didn't give up, he pinched his nose to change his voice: "Don't be too suspicious, guess the names of other students."

"I can't guess." Xu Jiaping pulled off the blindfold, acting as if suddenly realized, "So it's you."

Song Jiqiu rubbed his face: "I think I'm pretty good at guessing."

Liu Hao also complained: "That's right, boss, can Tao Ke's ugly face be the same as Xueshen's fairy face?"

Song Jiqiu pursed his lips tightly, and did not nod due to Tao Ke's dignity, but his eyes showed dissatisfaction.

Xu Jiaping thought, the dimple is gone.

He also thought that Song Jiqiu would look better with dimples.