Chapter 41 Dignity

Lin Tian raised his eyes and looked at Ji Beichi who was busy making the bed.

After his eyes stayed on him for a moment.

I saw that he didn't look down.

Then he slowly moved to the corner where Ji Beichi placed the plastic bucket.

Lean over.

Put the three new tubes of toothpaste you bought into the bag in the bucket.

Then he reached out and picked up the toothpaste that Ji Beichi had bought before and stuffed it into the drawer of the table.

Every scene of the two of them interacting was seen by the other three people in the dormitory.

Stunned with shock.

The three of them looked at each other.

That look seemed to say:

How could these two be so close?

Could it be that the sun rises from the west?

Everyone knows that Lin Tian is arrogant and domineering.

But now, he spoke to Ji Beichi in such a calm tone.

And Ji Beichi was actually helping Lin Tian make the bed, and Lin Tian actually wanted to help him. How did the relationship between these two people become so close?

Even though they did not see Lin Tian beating Ji Beichi with their own eyes.

But the rumor that Lin Tian beat the school hunk half to death had already spread all over the campus.

But the scene in front of me.

This is completely different from the rumors. What is going on?

Could it be that he was feeling emotional?

Or was Ji Beichi bullied so much that he dared not resist and became Lin Tian's follower?

But listening to their conversation, that doesn't seem to be the case.

The atmosphere between the two of them was filled with an inexplicable harmony.

They didn't dare to stare at Lin Tian blatantly.

I can only do it while I'm sorting things out.

He took a furtive glance, then pretended to be calm and continued with his own business.

Ji Beichi was quick and efficient and quickly helped Lin Tian make the bed.

Immediately following.

He sorted out the things in Lin Tian's suitcase one by one.

Put all the items that should be placed on the bed neatly.

Only the clothes and shoes were not moved.

After that, he picked up the rag and carefully wiped the table and chairs until they were spotless.

Finish this.

He took the towel that Lin Tian used as a rag, went to the bathroom to wash it, then found a clothes hanger and hung the towel on the balcony.

After returning to the dormitory.

He picked up his plastic bucket and looked at Lin Tian:

"Can I go now?"

This time, Lin Tian did not stop him.

He just slightly turned sideways and made way.

Watching Ji Beichi leave, the dormitory door slowly closed.

Lin Tian withdrew his gaze and lowered his eyes slightly.

He looked down at the neat and tidy desk in front of him, then looked up at his bed.

He is tall.

You can see the situation on the bed clearly without looking up.

The bed was clean, with two pillows neatly placed, and the summer quilt folded neatly like a piece of white tofu.

In the cabinet, the thick bedding he bought was neatly arranged.

Lin Tian shifted his gaze to the suitcase again.

He bent down.

Take out the clothes one by one.

Hang it on a hanger and put it in a clean closet.

Wait until everything is sorted.

He then sat down in the chair and turned on the computer.

On the computer screen.

Ji Beichi’s basic information came into view.

The original owner asked someone to investigate this information because she liked Ji Beichi.

This information is incredibly detailed and far more comprehensive than what the system provides.

At the age of thirteen, both parents died.

From then on, Ji Beichi's life seemed to be all about making money.

He not only had to earn tuition and living expenses for himself and his sister, but also had to bear his sister's medical expenses.

Lin Tian frowned.

How did he persist in such a hard life?

Lin Tian’s mind flashed back to his childhood.

He was also bullied since childhood because he was not loved by his father.

Other princes could sleep peacefully in soft and comfortable coffins or beds.

He could only curl up in the cold and small doghouse.

I also have to compete with dogs for food every day.

He was ordered around by other princes and beaten severely if he did not do his bidding.

What he drank was the blood discarded by other princes.

I'm really hungry.

He couldn't stand it, so he went to sleep.

At that time, he thought that if he fell asleep, he would not be hungry.

Sometimes they would secretly steal poultry from other people's homes to fill their stomachs.

He didn't know how he survived.

But he was only in pain for a period of time.

After seeing Ji Beichi’s experience, I was shocked to realize that there are people who are more unfortunate than me.

Ji Beichi not only has to face the hardships of life alone, but also has to shoulder the responsibility of taking care of his younger sister.

They also suffered from bullying and indifference since childhood.

In comparison.

Ji Beichi seemed to be living a much worse life than him. After all, he didn't need to rush around to make money, and he didn't have a sister to take care of. All he had to think about every day was how to survive and how to get food.

The male protagonist is actually worse off than a cannon fodder like him.

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Ji Beichi returned to the dormitory and just as he opened the door, he heard a burst of intense game sound effects.

Duan Haonan was sitting in front of the computer with full concentration.

My fingers were typing away on the keyboard, and I was having a lot of fun.

I caught a glimpse of Ji Beichi walking in from the corner of my eye.

The hand movements paused.

He took off his headphones and turned to look at Ji Beichi.

He scanned his body, looking for signs of being beaten.

"Lao Chi, are you okay? Didn't you get beaten?"

Ji Beichi put the plastic bucket in his hand next to his seat, pulled out a chair and sat down, shook his head, and said calmly:

"I'm fine."

Duan Haonan narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Ji Beichi's cheek.

Suddenly, I found that Ji Beichi's lips were slightly red and swollen. I was puzzled and couldn't help asking:

"Lao Chi, why is your mouth a little red and swollen? Are you allergic to something? Is it the same as last time? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Ji Beichi heard this.

My heart skipped a beat.

I know that the last time Duan Haonan was talking about was the one in the hotel.

I licked my lips subconsciously.

The familiar taste of grapes seemed to fill my mouth again.

That was the smell left from kissing Lin Tian.

He explained a little nervously:

"I just saw something delicious on the road. It smelled good and I was a little greedy, so I bought it to try. I didn't expect it to be too spicy. It was really spicy."

After hearing this, Duan Haonan turned off the game, turned his chair, and looked at Ji Beichi seriously:

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, but what did you mean by what you said before?

Isn't there anything else like being a volunteer? Why haven’t you come back for so long?

It made me think that Lin Tian dragged you to the dormitory and bullied you. What are you and Lin Tian going to do?

Why did you take the initiative to lead him? Did he threaten you? ”

As he spoke, he stood up, took off the headphones from his neck, and walked a few steps to Ji Beichi's side.

"Lao Chi, I just visited a hospital with very good reviews for brain treatment. I'll take you there. I think you must have a mental problem."

Ji Beichi frowned when he heard this.

"There's nothing wrong with my brain, and he didn't mean to...bully me. You misunderstood him."

The words came to my lips.

Suddenly he paused, and the scene of kissing Lin Tian flashed through his mind uncontrollably.

The tips of the ears feel hot.

Lower your head slightly.

Duan Haonan was even more certain that Ji Beichi was threatened when he saw him stuttering.

His face was filled with indignation. He patted Ji Beichi on the shoulder and said loudly:

"You actually went to lead that bully, do you want to die?

Don’t you know how many people that kid has harmed?

Don't get too close to him, it's dangerous.

If you feel threatened, don't be afraid of him. I will protect you, brother. My family is not a pushover. If he bullies you again, I will find someone to beat him up and see if he dares to cause trouble for you again.

Just wait, I'll go find some thugs tomorrow, and they'll definitely be more powerful than the ones he hired. ”

As he spoke, he waved his fist, as if he was going to stand up for Ji Beichi.

Ji Beichi sat on the chair and shook his head gently at Duan Haonan, speaking in a calm tone:

"I'm really fine, don't worry about me. He didn't do anything to me. I just helped him and led him on the way. He paid me, so I'm his employer."

Duan Haonan's eyes widened in an instant, his mouth slightly opened, and it took him a long time to find his voice:

"He gave you money to lead the way?"

Ji Beichi nodded.

He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow on his eyelids, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes at the moment. All he could hear was him continue:

"So it's not what you think. He didn't bully me. Don't go looking for trouble with him. I don't have any grudges against him. Don't make enemies with him for me. There's no need."

The corners of Duan Haonan's mouth twitched a few times, and the expression on his face changed from surprise to anxiety and confusion.

He took a step forward, stood in front of Ji Beichi, and gestured with his hands in the air:

“No, I’m telling you, Lao Chi, if you have no money, you shouldn’t work for him!

Don't you know who he is?

He can have someone beat you into the hospital, and you're still working for him?

Do you want to die? Provoke him?

If you really need money.

I told you, you can come to my house and be a tutor for my younger brother. I can offer you a salary of 20,000 yuan a month. Why not come? ”

Upon hearing this, Ji Beichi slowly lowered his eyes. His thick eyelashes were like two small fans, covering up the fleeting gloom in his eyes.

He doesn't like going to Duan Haonan's house.

Duan Haonan's family looked at him with contempt, as if he was the most insignificant piece of trash on the street, being ignored by everyone.

Although he had suffered countless cold stares and cold treatment in his life, the experience at Duan Haonan's house made him particularly uncomfortable.

He remembered one incident very clearly.

His shoes were kicked out of the door by his nanny as if they were something dirty.

That moment.

The dignity in my heart seemed to be trampled under someone's feet and crushed into powder.

That feeling of humiliation was even more unbearable than when Lin Tian beat him directly.

Perhaps only that time at Lin Tian's house was he treated as an equal and respected by the servants.

Ji Beichi shook his head. He really didn't want to mention this to Duan Haonan again.

The memory was so painful that it suffocated him.

"Haonan, I appreciate your willingness to help me, but I'm really not good at teaching. I can't be a tutor. You should find another tutor."

Duan Haonan really didn't understand Ji Beichi's thoughts.

In his opinion, the salary offered by his company was so generous.

Ji Beichi was in a difficult situation of being short of money.

No matter how you look at it, this is an excellent choice, why wouldn't he be willing to do it?

He couldn't help but ask again:

"Why? You can teach other people's children, so why don't you want to work for our family with such a high salary? Is there something wrong with my brother? Do you dislike him bullying you? I will teach him a lesson when I get back."

Ji Beichi did not answer immediately.

He turned around, squatted down, and began to organize his blue plastic bucket.

He took out the items from the bucket one by one, put them in order, and then spoke slowly:

"It has nothing to do with your brother. He is very good and obedient, but I am indeed not suitable to be your family's tutor. I am really sorry."

He changed the subject.

"Duan Haonan, I need to pack my things."

The voice was calm and distant, as if deliberately distancing itself from Duan Haonan.

Duan Haonan looked at Ji Beichi's back.

I felt helpless and lost.

I felt like my good intentions were being poured with cold water, as if my kindness had been wasted.

He turned around and returned to his seat, still muttering:

"Lao Chi, next time you want to come, just tell me. You are always welcome in our home."

Ji Beichi lowered his head, his fine bangs covering his eyes, and only his slightly trembling eyelashes could be seen.

Low voice:

"Okay, thank you."