Chapter 7: Pretending to be noble
"Wen Nianchu."
The boy's clear voice startled Wen Nianchu.
She suddenly pulled her phone back and looked back.
Xie Yue.
He stood against the light, a few meters away, with a bulging linen bag on his back, which seemed to be full of discarded plastic bottles.
Wen Nianchu saw that the hair on the other person's forehead was slightly soaked with sweat, and a few strands were sticking to the brow bones unruly, making the narrow and long phoenix eyes even more sharp.
It was clearly an ordinary blue and white school uniform, but on him, it somehow gave off a cool and aloof aura. Wen Nianchu could even notice the distinct lines of his collarbone, visible through the open collar of his uniform, rising and falling gently with his breathing.
"Do you still want the water bottle at your feet?" Xie Yue asked calmly, his eyes falling on the crushed mineral water bottle next to her limited edition sneakers.
This is not the garbage thrown away by Wen Nianchu.
The bottle seemed to have already existed when she first arrived.
"Shouldn't you be working at a convenience store?"
she heard herself ask.
"I just finished handing over the morning shift." Xie Yue's tone was calm, but he inexplicably explained, "I'll take the night shift after a few days of rest."
Wen Nianchu was startled for a moment, then narrowed his eyes:
"Who asked you that?"
Xie Yue is really narcissistic.
She didn't care at all whether he worked the morning or the evening shift.
Xie Yue bent down to pick up the deformed water bottle and threw it into the sack behind him with a neat movement:
"Because you are my financial sponsor now."
Just half an hour ago, the damn system in his mind issued a new task:
[You need to earn 20 yuan today to buy two roses for Wen Nianchu]
[Failure Penalty: Level 3 Electric Shock]
Xie Yue weighed the sack expressionlessly.
His wages had to be paid at the end of the month, so in order to avoid the fatal electric shock, he had to start a quick-earning side business of scavenging.
This made Wen Nianchu laugh.
Wen Nianchu was just about to laugh when he heard the temporary release of the system task.
"Ding, a temporary task has been detected."
"Please choose words from the following dialogue to humiliate Xie Yue, who is picking up bottles to sell."
A. "You look so professional picking up bottles. How about getting you a job at a scrap yard?"
B. "Since you like bending over so much, why don't you tie my shoes?"
Although Wen Nianchu is spoiled, he actually doesn't like humiliating others like this.
But at this moment, she could only choose one of the requirements given by the system and said dryly:
"Since you like bending over, why don't you tie my shoes?"
Xie Yue was stunned.
"Why?" Wen Nianchu swayed on tiptoe, "Don't want to?"
"If you don't want to..." The two words "forget it" were stuck in Wen Nianchu's throat.
I thought Xie Yue would not agree, but Xie Yue actually put down the bag and knelt on one knee in front of her.
Wen Nianchu was startled by his actions and leaned back on the bench.
"My hands are dirty." Xie Yue half-knelt and looked up at Wen Nianchu.
Wen Nianchu didn't know if she was possessed by a ghost or what, she pulled out a wet wipe from her bag and threw it roughly into his hand:
"Wipe your hands first."
"Xie Yue, you are such a spineless person."
She folded her arms and looked at him haughtily.
If it weren't for the system, she probably wouldn't even look at someone like him. She never had a good impression of people like him who fawned on the powerful and thought they were too boring.
Xie Yue slowly wiped his fingers with a wet wipe. This posture made him look like a knight swearing allegiance, if you ignored the bulging waste bag behind him.
After wiping, Xie Yue actually started to tie Wen Nianchu's shoelaces.
He first untied her already loose shoelaces.
Then, Wen Nianchu watched his bony fingers nimbly moving between the shoelaces, and suddenly realized that he was tying a complicated double knot.
This is to prevent it from coming loose during exercise.
"You..." Her voice got stuck in her throat.
At this time, Xie Yue looked up, and the sunlight danced on his eyelashes.
"Another one," he said.
Wen Nianchu retracted his foot as if he had been scalded:
"Who allowed you to touch the other one?"
Xie Yue did not stand up, but remained kneeling on one knee, looking up at her quietly:
"Do you like the two shoelaces to be different?"
Her breathing hitched, but her face showed no sign of it.
Xie Yue saw her face darken:
"Okay."
"Then hurry up, my time is precious. I can't waste it on you."
Xie Yue lowered his head and said nothing until he tied the last shoelace, then he slowly stood up.
However, his gaze remained quietly on Wen Nianchu's face. While in the convenience store, he had no time to observe the girl opposite him.
Xie Yue felt that she had put on exquisite makeup.
Because her lips are very red.
Wen Nianchu looks very pale.
Like the color of the protagonist's clothes in the Dragon Ball he watched recently, the red is orange and very vibrant.
When the sunlight shone directly on her, Xie Yue saw Wen Nianchu squinting uncomfortably. So he moved half a step to the left to block the glare for her.
Wen Nianchu noticed Xie Yue's actions, then she opened her bag, took out a few bills from her wallet and handed them to him:
“How much money can you make by picking up trash and selling bottles?”
"Also, the financial aid application form was torn up. Don't you know how to print a new one?"
"If you have no money, don't rely on me."
She always spoke with sarcasm, and the way she picked up the banknotes made Xie Yue frown.
But Xie Yue did not take the bills as Wen Nianchu expected, but suddenly grabbed her wrist.
His fingers were covered with thick calluses, and the temperature of his fingertips was quite high:
"Wen Nianchu."
His voice was very soft, his eyes focused: "Where were you this afternoon?"
Xie Yue is very busy and he has something to do in the evening.
Wen Nianchu raised his eyebrows, and pulled back his wrist forcefully and turned it:
"What's it to you where I am this afternoon?"
"Xie Yue, a kept person has no right to ask about the sponsor's affairs."
She propped up her chin and glanced at the collar of Xie Yue's school uniform, which was washed to a pale color, as if she were looking at a commodity for sale.
"I'm paying for your favor and flattery, not some wishful thinking."
Wen Nianchu didn't say these words because the system forced her to, but she really thought so.
For Wen Nianchu, Xie Yue is currently just a tool to complete the task.
But it was normal. Xie Yue was an 18-year-old poor boy about to enter college. It was understandable that he had some beautiful fantasies when he suddenly saw a rich lady like her.
She pulled a card from her bag:
"Here are 200,000. Since you don't charge a service fee, don't you think it's too little?"
"How about this? Is it enough? I'll add the 10,000 yuan in tuition fees I promised you before."
Xie Yue did not refuse, but did not accept either.
He could feel his heartbeat quickening, but he couldn't tell if it was because of the money or something else. It was strange, Wen Nianchu's beauty was aggressive, like a rose with thorns. Even though you knew it would scratch your fingers, you still couldn't help but want to touch it.
This feeling was the same as when he saw the protagonist of Dragon Ball finally collect all seven dragon balls. No, it was even worse. His heartbeat was even too rapid and began to beat continuously in his chest.
Bang bang bang.
One sound after another.
Exploded in his mind.
It wasn't until Xie Yue remembered that Wen Nianchu couldn't summon the dragon that he calmed down and slowly shook his head at Wen Nianchu:
"I don't need it."
Wen Nianchu looked at him in confusion as he stood there in a daze, and then asked:
"You don't want it?"
"Aren't you so poor that you have to sell bottles? Why don't you accept the money I give you?"
Wen Nianchu stood up, took a few steps away from Xie Yue, then folded his arms and looked at Xie Yue coldly.
She doesn't like to be too close to other people.
Xie Yue fell silent and continued to ask the same question:
"Where were you this afternoon?"
He had to buy some roses after selling the garbage and complete the task on time.
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