Chapter 104 (ends with an inverted V)

That face is very beautiful, and the smile on that face is usually very warm, but it is different now.

The smile on that face now is like the frost condensed under the eaves in winter, which is bright with the sunlight, but becomes sharper and more terrifying, and even colder than when it snows.

It is so cold that it makes people shiver.

The servant wanted to run away, because he felt like he was being targeted by a predator on the grassland, and if he didn't leave, he would be torn apart alive.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Cream asked, staring at him.

It sounded like he was asking, do you have any last words?

The servant shook his head quickly: "No, no."

"Then go."

Cream said.

The servant ran away, and almost wanted to say to him, thank you so much for your mercy.

The kitchen teacher looked at him and turned around, then opened his mouth and said, "You just need to chop the bean curd and peppers on the chopping board into small pieces, and then you can leave."

Creamer smiled and nodded.

He looked very polite now, but there was a sense of alienation in his politeness, like a piece of ice that had been thrown into the fire and had not yet melted.

The kitchen teacher couldn't help but stay away from him, as if he would be safer if he stayed away from him.

He picked up a kitchen knife and moved further away from him.

He began to chop peppers and bean curd.

There was a thudding sound in the kitchen, like someone's head suddenly fell from his neck to the floor, and turned into a ball and was hit back and forth.

The kitchen teacher almost retreated to the door.

He quickly solved the problem, washed his hands, and bowed to the teacher politely: "Thank you very much for teaching me cooking. I think I'm done now, I should leave."

The kitchen teacher nodded cautiously, like a puppy trapped in an elevator and surrounded by people, and smiled at him and said, "Okay."

He turned and walked out and went to class again. It was in a classroom full of people. The teacher saw that he was a strange face and asked him to answer questions in the first class.

He had never learned those things before, so of course he couldn't answer them.

The teacher asked him to stand for a class, standing next to the podium.

Everyone looked at him and whispered to each other, but his face was still pale, without a trace of redness, as if he was neither ashamed nor afraid of it.

He was too calm, and the students gradually stopped looking at him and talking about him. The class passed like this.

The whole day passed like this.

The next day, the teacher asked him to answer questions again, but this time, his answers were very fluent, as if he had memorized them many times.

The teacher was surprised and asked him to sit down and start asking other students questions, but some other students could not answer and had to stand in the classroom.

In order to prevent the standing students from blocking the sitting students, the standing students also stood beside the podium, like a row of prisoners being exhibited.

However, they were captured on the battlefield of knowledge and their lives were not in danger. They were very ashamed, which formed a sharp contrast with the cream reaction yesterday.

They whispered to each other and thought that this new student was a very lonely and weird person.

Before he knew it, Cream was alienated and isolated by them, as if he had never appeared in their class.

Even when he met those people outside the classroom, they were like strangers they had never met before.

Some of those people thought he would be angry or sad, but they neither saw him cry nor laugh, and then they realized that this man was indeed very strange.

Not only was he not able to answer questions, but he also reacted differently from them when he was punished by the teacher and stood in the corner, which was a strange thing in small things.

He was not happy when the teacher praised him, and he did not feel sad when the teacher punished him. When

someone scolded him, he ignored them, and when someone approached him, he just nodded, as cold as a pool of clean water.

Anyone who wants to get close to him will be exposed by him, and even the most beautiful face will become ugly. They have no choice but to keep their heads down and leave him, because only in this way can they protect themselves.

No one wants their thoughts to be seen clearly by others.

Most of them can't do it. Knowing that there is someone who knows all their thoughts, they still try to get close to him for the benefit that they don't know when they will get.

They all stay away from him, and his life becomes more lonely. As time goes by, he stands in the corner, like a green bamboo emerging from the white snow in winter.

But he never goes anywhere other than the classroom and dormitory. Occasionally, someone sees him on the road and wants to say hello to him, but they are frightened by his coldness.

They also feel that this person is like an ascetic monk who insists on a certain idea day after day.

"I don't know what's the fun in living like him."

"I really don't know how he can live to this day. Apart from eating, sleeping and studying, there is simply no fourth thing for him."

"He is too noble. Does he look down on us so much? Have we offended him in any way? Does he have to treat us like this?"

Students always talk about these when they discuss him.

But as soon as he appears in front of those people, they will shut up again, like a quail with its neck pinched, or like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

It is as if they look away and shut their mouths, and the words they said before are equivalent to non-existence, just like the things they have done, which also do not exist at all.

Naiyou doesn't want to pay attention to them, and they don't want to pay attention to him. This is perfect. It saves trouble for everyone, and he can have more time to do his own things. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with this.

Until one day he heard a piece of news. His men told him that Green would be visiting incognito in the near future.

"That's great. I'm going to see him."

Cream said with a smile.

His smile used to be like bubbles in the sun, light, fragile and colorful. If you get close to him, you can appreciate his beauty better.

But now when he smiles, he is like a mandala wrapped in blood, beautiful and fragile, but with the deadly danger of hallucinating and dying. Anyone who wants to get close to him can only smell the stench of dead blood.

He is no longer as fragrant as before, as if anyone who wants to eat him can swallow him in one bite.

Now, if anyone wants to eat him, they will only feel that they have swallowed a handful of mud mixed with hard ice chips, and they can't wait to spit it out as soon as possible, or even take out their stomachs and wash them.

The weather was very good that day, and the sunlight was warm yellow. Falling on the books, there was a feeling of a dusty old thing being reopened today.

He sat in a two-story teahouse, looking down from above, he could see pedestrians flowing on the street.

But when he squinted his eyes, he felt that this earth was just a group of mediocre ants, without much difference.

This is his industry.

But with his identity, he couldn't show off like this, even if he had the ability to do so.

This thing came to him after he entered the academy and got the first place in an exam. When the news reached Green, Green picked out one thing and sent it to him as a reward gift.

He accepted everything Green gave him.

But only after he accepted it did he realize that the thing Green gave him was such a valuable property.

He felt dumbfounded at first, but then he thought that since he could give him something, it meant that he was not too angry with him. Maybe when they met later, he could have a conversation and there would be a chance for him to turn around.

It was a pity that he never found another chance to meet again after that.

Now that he finally got it, how could he not come?

However, when he saw Green appear, Green also discovered him at the same time and saw where he was at a glance.

He immediately retracted his gaze, his heart pounding, and he was a little nervous. He didn't know how to explain why he suddenly appeared here, because theoretically he was supposed to be in class.

But if Green insisted on asking, it was not that he could not explain it. He had finished his studies, the teacher allowed him to come out, and he had asked for leave in advance.

No matter from which perspective, his appearance here was very reasonable.

But since Green sent him to school, he probably hoped to see him only in school and not anywhere else.

Otherwise, Green would think he was unlearned, right?

Green walked straight over.

"I thought you would be in school."

Green stood in front of Cream and looked at him and said.

"But we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Cream showed a very aggrieved expression and said in a low voice.

"Did you ask for leave today?"

Green asked.

"Yes."

Cream nodded and replied.

"Are you waiting for me here?"

Green asked.

"Yes."

Cream nodded and answered again.

"What do you want?"

Green asked in a businesslike tone.

"I don't want to see you for things."

Cream said.

"Then what are you for?"

Green poured himself a glass of water and looked at him and asked.

The tone was actually a bit frivolous, but he didn't mind at all.

"I just want to see you."

Cream said.

"I think you don't seem to understand the situation."

Green was a little angry and put the glass of water on the table.

"I know it's wrong, but please don't refuse to see me."

Cream simply knelt in front of him and said.

"You make me look stingy."

Green sat down.

"You stand up."

Green looked at him and said.

He raised his eyes to look at Green's expression and shook his head.

"You still don't want to? What? You want me to kneel down to invite you?"

Green asked him closer.

"No. It's

just that the master is still unhappy. It must be my fault. Since the master is unhappy, I must know why the master is unhappy before I can get up."

Cream looked at him sincerely and said.

"I thought you wanted to threaten me by kneeling down for a long time."

Green smiled at him.

He was stunned for a moment, and Green patted his cheek with one hand: "Since you want to know, then I won't tell you."

Green drank the glass of water he poured, stood up and prepared to leave: "If you want to stay here, just stay here by yourself. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

Cream grabbed Green.