Chapter 13: An Ordinary Special Enrollment Student

Pu Yu's body under the school uniform is completely different from his usual image of a quiet and smart student.

He was stunned.

Pu Yu turned his head to look at him, glanced at the old man's shirt in his hand, and said, "Forget it."

Ning Song said, "You will be very cold, right?"

"Not bad." Pu Yu said softly.

Ning Song finally took out her own bath towel and gave it to him: "It's mine. My mom put it away for me after washing. It's perfect for you to use later."

Pu Yu did not refuse this time. He took it and said, "Thank you."

He felt that Pu Yu must be feeling very uncomfortable now, and probably regretted coming up with him. Not only was he covered in dirty water and smelled bad, but he also had to stay in such a cramped room. He also regretted not insisting that Pu Yu go back to the car.

He thought, as a cannon fodder or a supporting actor, it was too much for him to be in the same room with the male protagonist and even take off his clothes.

Fortunately, he is so skinny that he is not very interesting.

Pu Yu wanted to wait until his clothes were dry before taking a shower, so he went to take a shower first. When he came out, he put on a shirt and trousers, wrapped himself up tightly.

Pu Yu was sitting on a small stool wrapped in a bath towel, playing games.

The small stool was too short for him, and his legs were so long that he could hardly stretch them out. But Ning Song didn't know whether he didn't sit on the sofa because he was afraid of getting their sofa wet or because he thought their sofa was not clean.

The sofa in their house was very old, so Ning's mother made a sofa cushion herself and covered it with it. The cushion turned a little yellow after being used for a long time.

He felt like a servant who couldn't have mercy on him but had to have mercy on his master who lived a life of luxury... He wondered if this was the greatest suffering that Master Pu had ever experienced in his life.

It reminded him of the little boy he saw sitting in a Rolls-Royce when he was a child.

In fact, Pu Yu has a good heart, and his attitude of "keep away from strangers" is just an illusion. He is just a little bored.

It would take about forty minutes to wash and dry the clothes, so Ning Song went to pour Pu Yu a cup of hot water, and then went back to the room to pack the things he wanted to take away.

After he had packed up, he heard the balcony dryer beep a few times. He hurried out of his bedroom and saw that Pu Yu had already taken out the clothes.

The balcony light shone down from above, and Ning Song's eyes involuntarily glanced at the other person's dream legs, but he saw Pu Yu lying on his side.

This side does not just have a very obvious bulge, but also droops in an arc.

It was heavy, which was totally inconsistent with his delicate face and thin figure.

...We just want to wish Pu Yu’s future...boyfriend the best.

They lived on the second floor. Outside the balcony was a tall, sturdy tree with a light gray trunk that stood motionless in the rainy night.

Ning Song had never thought that this tree had grown so strong. Standing in the shabby and messy slums, it was like a silent and powerful monster.

Pu Yu took the clothes and went into the bathroom, and Ning Song told him how to use the bathroom in their house.

"Turning to the left brings hot water," he said, then he realized how cramped their bathroom was.

Their house is small and the bathroom is even smaller. A boy as tall as Pu Yu needs to lower his head after entering.

"This is shower gel, this is shampoo." Ning Song introduced them in a hurry, probably feeling that he had wronged the young master, so he spoke very slowly. The bathroom was small, and he came over, his hot breath sprayed on Pu Yu's arm. Pu Yu smelled the jasmine fragrance on him.

It must be the smell of shampoo. There are jasmine flowers on the bottles of their shower gel and shampoo.

Pu Yu had a strange feeling of being cared for.

Mingming Ningsong looks thin and lonely, and is the one who needs the most care.

For the first time, he felt that Ningsong was actually his peer.

Ning Song is not that small, he is just too thin.

She is thin and tall, with thick hair and a thin, slightly pointed chin, which makes her eyes look bigger.

There was still a damp aroma in the bathroom. Perhaps because of the cramped space, Pu Yu felt a little short of breath and said, "I know."

Ning Song closed the door for him and said, "Oh, this door is a little loose, please pull it slowly."

He returned to the living room and heard the faint sound of water.

Pu Yu probably just took a shower and came out. In about four or five minutes, he was dressed and came out.

After Pu Yu finished blow-drying her hair, they came out of the house together.

He poured water for Pu Yu, but Pu Yu seemed not to drink a single sip, and the heat in the cup had dissipated long ago.

After leaving the house, Ning Song still felt that he had caused a lot of trouble, and apologized as he walked: "I'm so sorry to have wasted your time."

Pu Yu didn't say anything, and the smell on his body turned into the familiar scent of jasmine.

This time, both of them were very careful and took every step cautiously. When they walked under the street lights, Ning Song saw that both of them were a little cautious and suddenly smiled.

Pu Yu turned to look at him.

Ning Song put away the smile on his lips, but there was still a smile in his eyes. Pu Yu pursed his lips, but he was not as cautious as before.

It seemed like I knew why he laughed just now. I was very sensitive.

The eldest young master is very concerned about his reputation.

Ning Song regretted laughing just now. He was afraid that Pu Yu would fall, so he had to hold his arm tightly.

As a result, he clearly felt the young master's resistance.

He quickly let go of his hand, lowered his head and sneezed.

Pu Yu looked down at him, and only saw a thin, white neck and slightly curled wet hair.

It looks like a figurine.

His neck is really thin.

Pu Yu no longer looked at him, but only looked at the dark rain curtain.

Because of the rain, everyone arrived at school a little earlier than usual this week. There were almost no cars at the school gate.

Zheng Xiaobo came in Qiao Qiao's family's car to give Li You a cell phone.

Zheng Xiaobo was not a student of Shangdong, and he usually jumped over the wall to enter their school. It was raining heavily today, so Li You did not return to the dormitory and waited for him directly at the school gate.

As a result, he had only been standing at the door for ten minutes when several junior students came up to him.

A few people were smoking at the door and saw Qiao Qiao and Zheng Xiaobo get out of the car together.

Li You smiled and asked, "Where is the bean sprout that is always with you?"

When Qiao Qiao heard him call Ning Song like that, he rolled his eyes and said, "Who are you talking about? I don't know who is Dou Ya Cai."

Zheng Xiaobo didn't know who they were talking about, so he looked at Qiao Qiao and asked, "Which bean sprouts?"

"We have a new special student in our school," someone explained. "Qiao Qiao is in the same class with him and they are inseparable. Brother Squid also protects him."

"Really?" Qiao Qiao snorted coldly, "It's good enough that he doesn't bully him."

"Yes, otherwise, do you think he had such an easy time at school last week? Zhang Guangwei and the others all ran to the public bathroom to block him. If it weren't for Brother You, he would have been Barbie Q on the first day."

"So, on the welcome night, you went there for Aning?" Qiao Qiao asked Li You in surprise.

Like everyone else, he thought it was strange that Li You suddenly attended the welcome party. But to say that he did it for the sake of peace was not plausible.

Li You held a cigarette between his lips and said, "You really think about it."

"Tsk." Qiao Qiao curled her lips, "I knew it!"

Li You smiled and caught a glimpse of a black Rolls-Royce driving over.

The license plate A6666, the dazzling headlights piercing the rainy night, the pouring rain, seemed like fireworks shrouding the car.

Only the young master of the Pu family, who is the top student in Shangdong Public School, can have such style.

The car stopped at the gate, the driver ran out and opened the door, a long leg stretched out, and then a big black umbrella was opened. Pu Yu got out with a backpack on one shoulder, attracting several students at the school gate to look back.

Li You bit the mouthpiece of his cigarette, and then he saw the driver step aside. Pu Yu was standing at the door with an umbrella in his hand, as if waiting for something.

Then another person got out of the car.

This figure is so iconic that it can be said that there is no one thinner or weaker than him in the entire Upper East Public School high school department.

It was Ning Song, who was carrying a backpack in one hand and a high-end-looking paper bag in the other. No one knew what Pu Yu had said to him, but he put his umbrella into the paper bag, then turned around and took out a plastic bag full of clothes from the car. Then he got out of the car and stood under Pu Yu's umbrella, next to his shoulder.

Pu Yu reached out to help him get one, and Ning Song quickly said, "Just hold the umbrella, I can take it."

He held all his clothes and nutrition in his arms, thanked the driver, and walked towards the school gate with Pu Yu. He had only taken two steps when he heard Qiao Qiao calling him, "Aning!"

He turned his head and saw Li You and his friends through the rain. They were standing under a tree outside the school gate with umbrellas in their hands, looking at them.

The last person I saw was Qiao Qiao. He was not very conspicuous among the tall boys.

He waved at Qiao Qiao.

Qiao Qiao saw that he had just gotten off Pu Yu's car, so he didn't dare to approach him. It was not until the two of them came closer that he asked, "Have you had dinner?"

“I’ve eaten before.”

Ning Song did not ignore Li You. He held the things and called out in a very honest and soft voice, "Brother You."

He has more experience in dealing with this kind of troublemaker than dealing with Master Pu. You have to be sweet-mouthed. People will respond to soft words, not hard ones.

【Author’s words】

Easter egg: Pu Yu looked towards the classroom window with a face of a good student. Ningsong was doing homework. Li You, who had wheat skin, was lying on the window and put a carton of milk on Ningsong's desk.