after boyfriend rebirth

Song Baicheng was stunned for a moment, and a simple smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the arc of which was like a small square who didn't know the world.

Just looking at his appearance, no one would have guessed that he would become so ruthless later on.

Song Baicheng was about to sit down in Yang Yimu's seat when he heard a deep and pleasant voice behind him, "Please sit on the left."

Fang Lang is tall and will block Yang Yimu.Yang Yimu understood in seconds, his back was straightened, and his stomach was not tired anymore. Xie Yanchu gave him a handwritten paper and told him to start reciting it now.

At that time, there was a popular game among the boys of the Beicheng High School. Two or more boys put up an unlucky guy, spread their legs wide, and put the work on the century-old tree in front of the building, or on the window couplets or door frames. Grinding back and forth provocatively.

Yang Yimu was born exquisite and good-looking, with a slender waist and straight legs, thick and long eyelashes. He was once coveted by the whole class and even the neighbors, and he was eager to try.

However, Xie Yanchu and Fang Lang's two high altitudes have been protecting him, and others can only watch his cheerful little steps helplessly.

Now that there is a freshly arrived Xiaoqing in the class, how could they let it go so easily.

Song Baicheng had never seen this posture before, and thought he was insulted.

Seeing that he was crying like rain hitting pear blossoms, the leader couldn't help but tease him, and rubbed him twice, "You're a bitch, can't you bend?"

Yang Yimu covered his head with a book, and a line of lyrics suddenly popped up in his mind, "Rubbing, rubbing, steps like a devil..."

Fang Lang just got acquainted with Song Baicheng, just like a little frog in a small pond just met an intruder from the sea, everything about Song Baicheng was novel to him.Song Baicheng's eyes always looked this way for help, Fang Lang couldn't see it, and planned to get up to help.

"Don't mind your own business, read a book." Xie Yanchu, who had been doing math papers, suddenly said.

The girls in the class have seen boys play this kind of shameless second-hand game, but this is the first time they have heard someone cry while being tortured.

The crying was accompanied by the innocent laughter of the boys and girls, and it didn't come to an end until the class bell rang.

With red eyes, Song Baicheng poked in front of Yang Yimu's seat like a harmless little white rabbit.The straight back did not relax throughout the class.

During the big break, everyone went to run exercises, and Yang Yimu stayed in the classroom to memorize words.Song Baicheng turned his head and asked Yang Yimu, "Are you annoying me?"

Yang Yimu crossed out the words he had memorized, with a calm expression on his face, "It's okay."

Not only do I hate him, but I wish I could beat him to the wall and beat him up.

"Why?" Song Baicheng had an innocent expression on the verge of crying again, "Brother Xie and Fang Lang also ignored me because you bothered me, didn't they?"

This brother called, Yang Yimu couldn't write any more, and raised his head irritably and stared fiercely at his pale pink eyelids from crying, "Wow, your sister! Who are you and what does it have to do with me? My eyelids are torn!"

Song Baicheng shuddered, and fled in despair.

"You text." After returning from the toilet, Song Baicheng heard Fang Lang's words, picked up his phone in a hurry, saw the name of the person on the lock screen, and subconsciously glanced at Fang Lang, "Can you leave me alone in the future?" thing."

"You think I want to move? Your phone keeps vibrating here while you're sleeping soundly. Do you blame me?" Fang Lang cursed and continued to fall back asleep.

Song Baicheng unlocked it, and saw that the man's sentence style was the same as usual, "What's the plan? The flu is rampant recently, remember to add clothes."

It was still the kind of tone that seemed concerned but was actually formulaic.But Song Baicheng needed it.

He needs a chance to show himself in front of Xie Yanchu, win Xie Yanchu's sympathy, and then defeat Yang Yimu to enter Xie Yanchu's world.

It's a pity... Yang Yimu's existence is always a threat.

In the previous life, on February [-]th, Song Baicheng and Yang Yimu were stopped by street gangsters in the back alley of Beicheng, and the street lights were particularly bright that night.Song Baicheng was raped and raped by three men in order to save Yang Yimu.

After that, Yang Yimu forced Xie Yanchu to finally agree to be Song Baicheng's boyfriend with guilt in the face of such a pitiful Song Baicheng.

Later, Yang Yimu found out that what happened in the back alley was a play directed and acted by Song Baicheng himself.

When he was paralyzed in bed, Song Baicheng came to visit, and his words were full of sarcasm, "It's a pity. You have become a plant before you have done anything. Brother Xie said, take care of you for half a year, and return you to accompany him for these years. From now on, he will treat me wholeheartedly. Hey, he was really gentle to me on the first night."

Yang Yimu has nothing to say.The first time he and Xie Yanchu was after Xie Yanchu threw a stack of pink banknotes on his face.That time, the room was full of chaos, and all the furniture that could be broken in the pushing and fighting room fell.

Song Baicheng stroked Yang Yimu's hair, then retracted his hand as if thinking of something, and said in disgust, "I don't know if I haven't washed it in the past few days. It's disgusting to be alive, you see Brother Xie is being dragged down now..."

"Yang Yimu! Open the door!" The memory was intercepted by Song Baicheng's voice calling at the gate of Yang's house. Parents and mother Yang couldn't stand the magic voice piercing their ears, "Yang Yimu! Is it wood! Open the door for your classmate, and shout again The whole alley should be scolded."

Yang Yimu's brows twitched, Song Baicheng, what a mess, his way of stalking was comparable to Aunt Xue's.

Yang Yimu opened the door suddenly, Song Baicheng staggered and fell in, almost fell into the mud.

"Looking for tearing? Or beating?" Yang Yimu waited for him to stand still, and started to say angrily.

Yang's father and Yang's mother watched their son go crazy from behind, and looked at each other in blank dismay.Father Yang couldn't see it, "Be kind to your classmates. Let them come in and sit—"

"Go out and talk!" Yang Yimu carried Song Baicheng to the alley next to his house like a chicken, "What are you doing! They came to my house!"

Song Bai looked innocent like a down-and-out puppy dog, but Yang Yimu didn't like it, "You like Xie Yanchu. You just like it openly. Don't bother me anymore."

"I don't like Xie Yanchu. I like you!"

"..." Yang Yimu seemed to be struck by thunder, his brains were charred and tender, "Are you coaxing ghosts? What are you doing so shamelessly?"

Song Baicheng's fair face was flushed red, hey, "Can't we be friends?"

"No." Yang Yimu replied firmly.If he only grows tall but not brains, he, Yang Yimu, can die again.

"Wow?"

"NOwhy. Your mother didn't teach you that there are many hates in the world for no reason? It doesn't mean that if you like others, others must like you."

After Yang Yimu finished speaking, he went back, and Song Baicheng was stunned for a while after he left.Neither of them saw Xie Yanchu standing under the shadow of the alley for a long time.

Yang Yimu went to school the next day and waited at the alley for a while without seeing Xie Yanchu. Seeing that class was about to start, he had to ride Little Phoenix to school by himself.

It turned out that Xie Yanchu had arrived early, and he had been reading English coldly throughout the morning reading class, not even leaving the corner of his eye for Yang Yimu.

Yang Yimu sat on the stool feeling uncomfortable, and finally couldn't hold back, poking Xie Yanchu with his arm, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Xie Yanchu moved to the left calmly, "It's okay."

fine?It's okay, he will leave him alone at the entrance of the alley without saying hello?It's okay to not talk to yourself in a class?It must be related to Song Baicheng.Yang Yimu is sure that if someone else commits a crime against a villain, he commits a crime against Bai Cheng!

Song Baicheng, who was lying on the gun, was playing with his mobile phone furtively, and he was alert from the corner of his eye.

A girl came to ask Xie Yanchu a question, Xie Yanchu answered it in detail, and Yang Yimu was so angry that one Buddha came out of his body and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

"Forget it. I'm too lazy to care about you." After class, Yang Yimu rushed out to play football, sitting here and getting angry anyway, he couldn't learn anything.

Xie Yanchu read a section of Chinese, looking at the empty right table, feeling very irritable, he closed the book with a snap and was going to find Yang Yimu.The girl made a comeback with the exercise booklet in hand. Xie Yanchu completely lost the gentle expression in the morning reading, and responded coldly, "No. Ask Xu Shanshan."

"You still—" The male god changed too quickly, and the girl couldn't accept it for a while.

"I'm sorry, I'm angry with Yang Yimu."