Tachycardia

Chapter 6 Mango Pudding

It was still early in the evening in midsummer. Since there were two hours between school dismissal time and evening self-study, most of the students chose to go home, and there were only a few people left on campus.

The heat wave of the day is still warm, and the sunset glow has turned half of the sky red. At this time, the campus has lost a little bit of the tension of studying, and has a little more long-term gentleness.

Jin Wendong walked in front, with long legs, and entered the cafeteria first.

Wen Jinran followed step by step. This was the first time he came to Daisheng's cafeteria, and he looked around curiously.

This place is different from the cafeteria of his previous school. It is spacious and bright. The food is separated by a glass window, so that there will be no miscellaneous and mixed flavors. The students consciously line up and swipe their cards, and put their bowls in the sink not far away after eating. Next to the sink is a trash bucket for leftovers.

Everything is in order, the high school cafeteria is actually on the same level as the restaurants outside, and even much cleaner than the outside.

Jin Wendong led Wen Jinran to browse the windows and asked him if he wanted to eat.

In fact, Wen Jinran didn't expect that he would bring him to the cafeteria. Looking at the food inside was better than eating bread, and he went to choose dishes happily.

As a result, he was just about to hand the cash to the aunt in the cafeteria, and the auntie took a spoon from the dish: "Student, this cafeteria refuses to accept cash. If we accept it, we will be fined."

Wen Jinran: "...Huh?"

He looked back at Jin Wendong in bewilderment, the latter leisurely swiped his meal card on the credit card machine, and with a crisp "Ding", he paid for the meal for him.

"This meal is my brother's invitation."

He turned around and left after finishing swiping. Wen Jinran had no choice but to keep up, thanking you embarrassingly: "Thank you, you are so kind, I will give you the cash in a while, you have helped me so much today I should ask you..."

"Then please come back another day. You don't need cash." Seeing that he couldn't keep up with his pace, Jin Wendong quietly slowed down a bit, "You find a place to sit down, and I'll go buy food."

"Ah?" Wen Jinran stammered a bit, "Okay, okay."

He obediently found a place to sit down, and watched Jin Wendong get further and further away from him.

Surrounded by strangers, he was unfamiliar with the unfamiliar environment, unfamiliar seats, and even the dishes and chopsticks here. He was a little flustered, and the delicious food just now became unpalatable in an instant.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Jin Wendong to come back, sat down face to face with him, and handed him the thing in his palm, "The mango pudding specially served on the second floor of the restaurant, I heard it's delicious, try it? "

He hadn't finished the bottle of milk that Wen Jinran just gave him not long ago, he looked at the pudding that was pushed over, and then raised his eyes to meet Jin Wendong's.

The school girl's reputation is not based on random evaluations. When this person is serious, he looks calm and handsome. It is estimated that few people can resist his offensive.

But he never took the initiative to please others, his heart was pounding, and when he met Wen Jinran's gaze, all his confidence was immediately crumbled, blood was rushing and flowing all over his body, and he was almost broken.

Then Wen Jinran took his pudding, and thanked him softly: "Thank you, it must be delicious."

It was almost twelve o'clock when we got home, the big house was pitch black, but Jin Wendong didn't turn on the lights.

He changed his shoes and planned to go upstairs to sleep quietly.

The slippers rubbed against the floor with a weary sound, and finally reached the door of the room. As soon as he turned the doorknob, the door diagonally across opened, and a little light shone through. Jin Botao stood inside the door and looked over coldly.

Jin Wendong frowned in astonishment: "You haven't left yet?"

"I'll stay with you tonight, Aunt Song." Jin Botao didn't think there was any point in bringing up his mistress in front of his son, but asked him displeasedly, "Where did you go today?"

Jin Wendong sneered: "None of your business."

Maybe it was because he was comfortable being served not long ago, or maybe he didn't want to disturb the servants in the middle of the night, when Jin Botao heard his son's rebellious remarks, only the veins on his forehead twitched, and he didn't fly into a rage like before. Mixed emotions: "Who taught you to speak to elders like this?"

"I'm sorry, no one taught me when I was a child, I made you laugh at me," Jin Wendong opened the door, "It can't be compared to your sanctimonious, scumbag."

After he finished speaking, he went in and closed the door with his backhand, and there was a loud "bang".

Jin Botao gritted his teeth and stood outside the bedroom door, furious, but he had nowhere to vent his anger.

From the door he just came out of, there was a woman's soft complaining voice. It was said to be a complaint, but in fact, her tone could pinch water, and she was coquettishly coquettish.

Hearing that voice, nine out of ten men would be weak. Jin Botao was angry, and he had no intention of coaxing the woman. He went in, picked up his coat, and left with a bad face.

Only the dazed woman on the bed was left.

Hearing the sound of the car engine, Jin Wendong turned his head and looked out the window. The low-key black Bentley turned around and quickly melted into the night.

Sure enough, Jin Botao couldn't help but feel angry.

He is very satisfied with the result. He must not be able to sleep well if there are disgusting people in the house.But that person can be gentle and gentle all night, no matter what he thinks or loses.

Since he is unhappy, of course he can't make that person happy.

The bedroom door was knocked several times, Jin Wendong lazily closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

The woman asked cautiously: "Did something happen just now? Why did your father..."

He interrupted her suddenly: "Aunt Song, go to sleep."

The woman fell silent.

"Okay," she said again after a while, "I'm sorry, good night."

However, Jin Wendong didn't make any more noise.

After a night without dreams, Wen Jinran woke up early and went to school without breakfast.

On the road, he still has to pass the baptism of the eyes of passers-by, and he is used to this. Since he entered puberty, his body and face have grown, and this kind of vague look has gradually increased.

And he also went from all kinds of troubles at the beginning to the current calmness, and the pressure he experienced in the middle can only be experienced by himself.

There is a narrow alley opposite the school, and there is a breakfast shop a few turns in the alley, which sells thick and mellow soy milk, which he drinks every day after he transfers to another school.

Looking for the scent, Wen Jinran ordered soy milk, looked around, and found that the early shop was full of seats.

He had no choice but to carry it back to school, because he didn't like crowded places, so he chose a secluded path to walk.

He had just discovered this path, and he had never walked it before, but because there were not many people, it made him feel at ease, and his steps became much lighter.

Turn another corner and exit the alley, which is the road.

The surroundings became more and more quiet, and he was the only one left. In the small alley, the horns of cars on the road outside could be heard. As he walked, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he stopped sucking the soy milk and turned around.

—Three people were standing in the corner watching him silently.

One of them dyed his hair green, and the blue sky was extremely dazzling. He threw a stone at him, and said in a bad tone, "Hey, you are fucking blind."

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