The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Zhao Yan's work-study job in the library cleaning has not been lost yet. The library opens at 07:30, and he will go to clean up at 06:30.

The weather was fine today, the sun showed its face early in the morning, although there was no temperature, and the cold wind was blowing on the body, it was still chilly, but at least it didn't look so cold.

Zhao Yan wrapped the scarf around his neck tightly, and entered through the back door of the library, the front door was still open.

The library is so big, of course he won't be the only one who does the cleaning. Everyone divides the work, and each person has a floor.

Zhao Yan knew the way, went up to the second floor, went to the bathroom to get a mop, and started mopping the floor.He has to mop up the entire second floor before seven o'clock, and someone will come to check and accept at seven o'clock.

Sunlight slanted in from the window at the end of the corridor, and shone on Zhao Yan, casting long shadows.Zhao Yan took the mop and backed away while mopping. Every time the mop just wiped the thighs of his shadow on the floor, the shadow swayed with his movements, and the mop also swayed.

Zhao Yan was staring at the swaying shadow and the mop, when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs. The footsteps were chaotic, obviously there were several people.You should know that no one will come in at this time. Everyone knows that the library does not open until 07:30.

Zhao Yan paused, then continued mopping the floor.He didn't care, who knows what's going on with him, it must have nothing to do with him as a cleaner.

The mop is tied up with long strips of cloth. The cloth strips can be of any color, and red is the most popular among them, but it looks dirty at the moment, and it is not pleasing to the eye at all.

Zhao Yan stared at the dirty red on the mop, red...

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yan remembered.In the previous life, one day he was cleaning the library, just like now, suddenly a group of girls came over and beat him, and a girl wearing red leather boots stepped on his little finger, and there were two big red boots dangling from his little finger. white fur ball.

Is it today...

The group of footsteps on the stairs stopped on the second floor and did not continue up to the third floor. It sounded like they were turning towards him.

Zhao Yan thought to himself, at worst, he would be beaten up, but if he hadn't been beaten before, so what.

The sound of trampling footsteps was getting closer and closer, and it was very clear and chaotic in the empty and silent corridor, knocking on Zhao Yan's heart.

At the end of the long aisle, a figure could finally be seen. Zhao Yan immediately saw the pair of red boots with two white fur balls on them, wearing them on the feet of the person walking in front.

What he saw in front of him perfectly coincided with what he remembered, as if a gap had been opened in time and space, and he was still the weak and pitiful child back then.

He looked up and saw the man's face.

Zhao Yan at this time in the previous life didn't know this face, but now Zhao Yan knows her, and there are probably few students who lived in T University at the same time as her for five years who don't know her.

Because she is the president of the school's student union, her family is rich, and she is very public in school.The most important thing is... Once she publicly confessed to Yan Cheng, the scene was so sensational that many years later, it was passed on by word of mouth by the students of T University, and it will last forever and be immortal.

Seeing that pair of shoes, Zhao Yan's left little finger twitched reflexively as if the heart-rending pain from being stepped on by the little finger had come to life again.

It's winter now, and he still has to wash the dishes. His hands were already suffering from frostbite. He remembered that the injuries on his hands from being stepped on at the beginning didn't heal until the next spring.Back in the winter vacation, he told his mother that he was accidentally caught by the door.

Zhao Yan let go of the mop in his hand, and took the initiative to trot towards the group of people...

He suddenly... didn't want to be beaten again.

"Sister, I know you. The boys in our dormitory are all super miniature. Do you know Senior Yancheng? I passed by the stadium when I came up just now, and I saw Senior Yancheng accidentally fell while running. It seemed serious, anyway. He hasn't gotten up for a long time, so go and have a look." Zhao Yan trotted over and said eagerly to the girl in red boots.

Li Qiong, who was looking fierce and ready to deal with people, stopped and was stunned, this... what is the situation.

The boy in front of him had bright eyes and white teeth, and his skin was so white that he could faintly see the light blue blood vessels inside. When he smiled, there were two deep dimples on his face. To be honest, Li Qiong was taken aback.

"You... aren't you Zhao Yan?"

"Zhao Yan? Who?! It's my first time doing this today." Zhao Yan pointed at the mop behind him and said with a smile.

The golden morning light reflected in his eyes, like the deep sea under the sun, Li Qiong was flashed again.

Zhao Yan: "Senior sister, go and have a look, there seems to be no one around him, so don't let anything happen."

Li Qiong recovered from Zhao Yan's face, what?Yan Cheng fell, and fell badly, there was no one around!

She hurried away with her group of female brothers, much faster than when she came.

He was murderous when he came, and worried when he left.

Zhao Yan dragged the rest of the ground as quickly as possible, pulled up the scarf, and left.Anyway, he won't come to the library to clean up soon, so what are you afraid of!

It's just... saying Yan Cheng like this seems to curse him for falling, what if he really breaks his leg.Zhao Yan himself is not superstitious, not many people who study clinical medicine are superstitious, but the people in his family are superstitious. When he was a child, his mother often told him that people are looking at the sky, and there are gods five feet above their heads. Can't do bad things.

Zhao Yansi, who has done nothing wrong, is still not at ease after thinking about it. If Yan Cheng breaks his leg, then he will not be able to participate in the school art performance tonight. He is going to come back from the Grand Hyatt Hotel at nine o'clock in the evening to watch it.

No, he has to go and see.

Zhao Yan walked out of the library, buttoned the cap of the cotton coat behind him on his head, covered his face with a scarf until only his eyes remained, and risked encountering Li Qiong again and getting his little finger stepped on, he turned to the road towards the stadium.

There are many morning joggers on the red plastic track of the stadium.As if to prove a certain superstition, Zhao Yan saw Yan Cheng among a group of morning joggers. He was wearing a white sportswear, facing the sun, with long legs, and the wind blew the hair on his forehead. With a smooth and full forehead, Li Qiong in red boots ran behind him.

As long as he sleeps in school at night, Yan Cheng will get up and run in the morning. He likes to run while listening to music. He likes to listen to a popular song "The Old Man and the Sea" recently.He can't tell what's good about this song, the tune?No, lyrics?No, it just sounds comfortable anyway.

This song was very popular during this period, and then he came to the conclusion that he likes popular things and is a fashionista who is always highly sensitive to trends.

At this moment, Yan Cheng is listening to "The Old Man and the Sea" and running on the plastic track. He is wearing earphones and looking at the sun ahead. The morning sun shines on his face, which makes him feel very comfortable. He keeps stepping, Eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't know that his current expression was very similar to his Bao'er lying on the terrace basking in the sun.

He kept facing the sun with his head up, so he ran sideways and ran away from the circular plastic track. Li Qiong behind thought he didn't want to run anymore, or wanted to go there to play on the parallel bars, so he didn't care.

While running, Yan Cheng, who was not looking at the road, fell into the sandpit.The sand is soft, but there is no pain from the fall. The young master never thought that any of his words or deeds would be shameful. Even if he wrestled in public, it must be a very attractive wrestling. Confidence is something that he was born with.But the spotless white clothes were covered with sand, Yan Cheng frowned, he has a cleanliness addiction.

Li Qiong from behind hurried over to help him, Yan Cheng, who was always good-tempered, waved her hand off his body, everything was fine at first, he thought it was this person who brought him bad luck.

As soon as I came, I asked him if he had fallen. He just staggered accidentally just now. Although he fell this time, so what.

Zhao Yan, passing by outside the stadium, watched Yan Cheng stand up from the sandpit nimbly by himself, and his hanging heart finally let go. Fortunately, he didn't break his leg.

Zhao Yan raised his head to look at the sky, but did not see any existence related to the gods above his head.