Since then, I have become the most beautiful boy among the anchors

When Jian Min received the news, he was having dinner with his grandfather, and it was inconvenient to look at his mobile phone. After eating, he was called to the study to talk, and it was already late at night when he came out.

He frowned tightly and let out a depressed voice.

I suddenly remembered that my phone had vibrated, and I knew who it was without thinking.

Jing Jing Duck: You helped me last time, can I treat you to a meal?

I guess I haven't waited for a long time for a reply, and another message was sent over there: I just want to thank you, if you don't agree, then forget it~

Jian Min's frown gradually loosened. It was the first time he had seen such a coquettish boy, and he seemed to be dejected because of his refusal through the screen.

He replied well, and a message was sent immediately, "Then what do you like to eat? Are there any taboos?"

"My taste is relatively light, and I have no taboos."

Jian Min thought of the boy's innocent and wet eyes, and changed his note - a puppy pretending to be good.

"Did you skip class last time?"

Zhang Jing was originally lying on the bed, and when he saw the other party asking such a question, he immediately sat up straight, trying to restore his image, "Just that one time, I was very good [beautiful.jpg]"

"is it?"

Zhang Jing jumped up from the bed when the other party asked inexplicably, pulled out a pile of test papers from the desk, and showed them to Jian Min one by one.

"My grades are very high." Is he proud?Hmm... yes, proud.

It took a while to reply: "Well, great."

Zhang Jing was burned by his boasting face, the more he got in touch with him, he found that the other party was not as cold as he seemed, but Jian Min was a good person, he always knew it.

He and Jian Min first met three years ago.

He had a big fight with his mother that day, and he was upset, so he ran out on his bicycle.

The weather in July was very hot. As soon as I went out, I was licked by the tongue of fire, and the wind blew in my ears. It didn't take long for my face to sting, and it was mixed with itching. I didn't need to look to know that I had a rash. It was the neck, then the arms, he didn't care, and he pedaled the bicycle in one direction without stopping.

He didn't stop until he couldn't move anymore. There were no houses in the front and back, only large expanses of woods. He probably ran to the suburbs.

Zhang Jing pushed the bike to the shade, and just put the bike aside to rest, he found that the tire was flat, no wonder it was so hard to ride.

He is not too dirty, sitting on the side of the road in a daze.His cheeks and arms were sore and itchy, and he dared not to scratch them. His skin was too fragile, and blood flowed with a little force.

After resting enough, the stinging pain became more severe. He looked at his arm, and the rash had begun to spread. This time he was too sunburned, so he had to go back and apply medicine, otherwise the rash would not subside.

Looking at the blown tire, Zhang Jing laughed angrily. He didn't bring a mobile phone wallet with him, and there was no way to go to the village or back to the store.

He could only hope that a car would overload him for a while. He stood on the side of the road and was about to wave for help. Sometimes a car sped by, but he didn't stop waving.

Zhang Jing noticed that the few cars driving past were all luxury cars, and guessed that going further forward should be Shadian District, a wealthy area in Jiangcheng.

Another car came, and he waved without hope. He didn't expect the other party to stop, but the owner of the car lowered the window and his face changed immediately when he saw his appearance. Before Zhang Jing could speak, the man kicked The throttle is gone.

Zhang Jing stretched out his hand and waved the tail odor lingering on the tip of his nose, and smiled helplessly. Also, he looks neither human nor ghost, if someone is willing to carry him, that would be a hell, after all, the other party can't be sure of his status Is it an infectious disease.

Zhang Jing gave up calling for help, and pushed his bicycle back slowly along the way he came.

He was originally not prone to sweating, but at this moment he could feel the sweat flowing down his cheeks, passing through the rash, which aggravated the tingling sensation.

The pain is still tolerable, but the most unbearable thing is the itching.Still couldn't help it, he stretched out his hand to scratch his face, but unfortunately, the scratching became more and more itchy, mixed with stinging pain, and tortured him so much that he lost his temper.

If he scratched his face again, his face would definitely be scratched. Zhang Jing took several deep breaths before he gritted his teeth and restrained his hand.

The sun rose higher and higher, and the shade of the trees on both sides shrank. Zhang Jingbi had no way to avoid it, so he could only walk forward with difficulty against the sun.

Another car passed by him, this time Zhang Jing only looked at him, and he didn't even have the motivation to reach out. It's useless to ask for help. He understood this truth a long time ago.

He remembered his sharp cry and Zhang Mengyao's cold words, and frowned in disgust.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the car that had just run past reversed, and he froze on the spot.

The car stopped beside him, and the rear window was rolled down, revealing the handsome face of a young man. When the man saw his face, he was stunned for a second, but it was only for a second. He quickly regained his composure and asked him: " Do you need help?"

Zhang Jing struggled to regain his senses, and said incoherently: "I went out to play, but the car tire blew out. I, my skin is very sensitive, and I can't be exposed to strong sunlight, otherwise I will get a rash. I am not an infectious disease." He repeated Emphasize that this is not a disease, for fear that the other party will be afraid.

"Do you want to go back to the city? We're going too. You can join us if you want." The young man's words were cold, like the snow and ice in winter, but he was polite and courteous. His polite question seemed to be an invitation rather than a help to others. .

"Thank you brother." Zhang Jing thanked again and again, "My car... can I put it in the back?"

The car was a birthday present from his grandma, and he didn't want to throw it here.

The boy nodded and said to the people in the cab: "Uncle Guo."

"I'll do it myself." Zhang Jing was embarrassed to bother them any more, he quickly opened the trunk, and put the bicycle in carefully, for fear of damaging the car, but fortunately, the bicycle was small enough to fit in the trunk.

After putting down the bicycle, Zhang Jing went to pull the door of the rear seat, but he was stopped before he even touched the handle.

A middle-aged man got out of the cab. Judging by the uniform on his body, he should be the driver. The other party quickly stopped him and walked around to the co-pilot to open the door for him: "You sit here."

Seeing the other party's fearful expression, Zhang Jing immediately understood what he meant.Although he repeatedly emphasized that this is not an infectious disease, bad people always say that they are not bad people, and you can't trust everything strangers say. It is normal for the driver to be nervous. I can't afford that responsibility.

"Thank you." Zhang Jing thanked the other party and sat in the passenger cab.

The driver also sat in. He glanced at Zhang Jing and shivered unconsciously.

Zhang Jing saw his reaction in his eyes, secretly looked into the rearview mirror, and was stunned with just one glance.

Although I guessed that my current appearance was scary, I just didn't expect it to be like this.

His cheeks are dotted with red rashes, which make people get goosebumps. His skin is white, and it is even more white under the sun. The veins and blood vessels under the skin are faintly visible, and his hair is wet with sweat. It was wet and stuck to the forehead, and the whole person looked embarrassed and terrifying.

He didn't dare to look at him again, the driver's fear made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, Zhang Jing tightened his clothes, wondering for a while whether he should accept the other party's kindness or not.

"I..." He wanted to get out of the car, but the boy said first: "Let's go."

Looking at the boy from the rearview mirror, the other person was looking out the window, looking extremely peaceful, Zhang Jing suddenly felt that this person was so innocent and kind-hearted that it didn't match his cold face.

He looks like this, why dare to let him get in the car?

"Aren't you afraid that this is an infectious disease?"

The driver became uncomfortable when he heard this.

The boy looked at him and asked back, "Is it the kind that can be infected at a glance?"

Zhang Jing was taken aback by his question. After a while, the corners of his mouth parted and he smiled, "What's your name? My name is Zhang Jing, Zhang Gong Zhang, the scenery of the scenery." It faded away from childishness and sounded extraordinarily soft.

"Jian Min, simple Jane, the word Min for the mountain."

The illiterate Zhang Jing let out a soft "Oh", not knowing what the word Min was for the mountain, so he kept it in his heart and was going to look it up in the dictionary when he went home.

The itching on his face and arms still didn't subside. He couldn't bear it anymore and stretched out his hand to scratch, but he didn't dare to scratch hard, so he quickly withdrew his hand.

Jian Min noticed his small movements, and handed over a clean towel and mineral water from behind, "I don't know if it's useful, I can wipe it off."

Zhang Jing took the water slowly, looked at the other party, and whispered, "Thank you."

Jian Min nodded slightly.

Zhang Jing soaked the towel and put it on his arm, the cold water relieved the itching, he peeked at Jian Min from the rearview mirror, thinking over and over again, how could there be such a good person.

That day, Jian Min asked the driver to drop him off at the gate of the complex before leaving. He originally wanted to leave the other party's phone number and thank him when he had time, but Jian Min refused.

After that time, Zhang Jing was probably full of skills for encountering Jian Min by chance. It’s not like every other time, but he could meet him two or three times every six months. Every time he peeked at him, he was caught, but he still took several photos of him secretly. photo.

I was caught secretly taking pictures today, but Jian Min didn't ask to delete them, and he followed him. Zhang Jing's heart seemed like a green meadow, blown by Jian Min's spring breeze, the small flowers all over the mountain bloomed.

Zhang Jing found the newly issued math test paper, grabbed the pen in one hand, posed for a photo and sent it to the other party, "I'm serious."

"Well, do your homework well."

Zhang Jing: ... Even if I pretend to be forced to kneel, I have to finish pretending.

He could only obediently put down his phone, and honestly worked on the test paper, and he couldn't wait to take a picture of it for Jian Min as soon as he finished it.

Jian Min didn't reply this time, and there was no movement after he took a shower. Zhang Jing fell asleep with his phone in his arms, and sent another message: "Good night."

He was awakened by "ding dong" in the middle of the night, and Jian Min actually replied good night to him at two o'clock.

The room was pitch black, except for the bright fluorescent light on the screen. Zhang Jing was not happy, so he lay down on the bed and asked him, "Brother, why haven't you slept yet?"

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