Chapter 100 The Harder You Try, the More Unfortunate You Get

"Junior Song is really amazing," the compliment coming out of Shen Zhi's mouth had a sinister taste.

It was probably because the air conditioning in the infirmary was too strong, and it made people shiver.

Shen Zhi also noticed it and changed the subject, "Song, why don't you take a rest for a while and wait for the red spots to disappear before returning to the dormitory."

Shen Zhi considerately drew the curtains, preventing even a ray of sunlight from coming in. The small space was cast in a dark shadow, which undoubtedly gave people who were allergic to ultraviolet rays a sense of security.

"Thank you, senior," Song Hengyang said and closed his eyes, lying upright on the hospital bed, with the smell of disinfectant lingering around him. If it weren't for the different environment.

Shen Zhi felt that Song Hengyang should lie in a crystal coffin. He looked too much like the Sleeping Beauty princess waiting to be woken up by the prince's kiss.

Song Hengyang's breathing was light, his long, straight eyelashes trembled slightly with his breathing, and his chest rose and fell smoothly. With his eyes closed, Song Hengyang lost some of the coldness of a flower from the high mountains and became more obedient like a neighbor's younger brother.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, just like a glass vase that can be played with in the hands. People can't help but trace it carefully with their fingertips, and even want to use more force, so that the gorgeous and clear glass vase will be cracked because of themselves.

Until the cracks get bigger and bigger, it breaks into pieces and cannot be put together, and is destroyed in your own hands.

Shen Zhi did not leave. He just found a place to sit down and turned on his phone.

Several energetic messages popped up. The ding-dong sound did not wake up the lightly sleeping Song Hengyang, but instead let him know that someone was with him, so his breathing became steadier and longer.

"Brother Shen, this is my homework for today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. I'm going out to play tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so you don't have to come over to watch over me."

"Brother Shen, my brother returned to China, but before I could see him, he left again."

"My mother said that my brother will come home during the holidays, and then I will be able to see him."

"Brother Shen, my brother is very smart and has won many awards, but he is a very nice person and never calls me stupid, hehe. I will introduce him to you when the time comes."

This is the tutoring job that Shen Zhi has been looking for since his freshman year. The young master's family is very rich, but the young master is a poor student and needs a teacher to come to his home for tutoring.

The young master's mother said that she was strict, but she would ask Shen Zhi to come over every day for tutoring. She said that she was not strict, but she was not strict either. Under Shen Zhi's urging, the young master did not make any progress, but the young master's mother did not care.

Money is transferred on time, and there are red envelopes during holidays.

Even though Shen Zhi was not a good person, he felt guilty taking the money.

He couldn't understand why the young master didn't make any progress in his studies despite his hard work in teaching, just like the young master couldn't understand why he tried so hard to deceive Teacher Shen, but was always exposed in the end.

"Madam didn't tell me that I won't be going tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. If you want to go out and play tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you should tell Madam in advance."

Shen Zhi has seen this excuse no less than N times in the past two years. The young master's deception skills are just like his score, with no improvement at all.

The other party immediately sent a crying emoticon, which filled the screen in a short while.

The young master is only fifteen years old and has just entered the first year of high school. He has not yet grown out of his childish temper and is very noisy.

However, his emotions come and go quickly.

The phone that was being flooded with pictures soon had a few more. They were all new, unopened clothes of good quality and well-cut. The clothes that the young master bought were all from store counters, and they were low-key and comfortable.

"Brother Shen, my mom went shopping again, and my brother doesn't like the clothes she bought. You can come and take them away tomorrow."

Almost all of Shen Zhi's food, clothing and other expenses in the past two years were funded by the young master's family. Each piece of clothing cost no less than four figures, otherwise Shen Zhi would not have been able to pretend to be a rich second-generation for two years without being exposed.

A piece of clothing cost him half a month's salary, but Shen Zhi was not so generous as to say that.

"Thank you, I will check the homework carefully," Shen Zhi replied.

As expected, the young master who was chatting enthusiastically on the other end suddenly disappeared. Studying has always been his Achilles' heel.

A hint of smile flashed across Shen Zhi's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

The young master is a very nice person, and his family is also very nice. Although Shen Zhi is very jealous, he is not to the point of not being able to distinguish right from wrong.

"Senior," a faint voice came into Shen Zhi's ears.

Turning around, Fang Hao was looking at him with a sparkling cup of milk tea in hand, trying to show his goodwill to him.

Shen Zhi nodded, and went out of the curtain with Fang Hao and sat down on the chairs outside.

Fang Hao quickly stuffed a cup of milk tea into Shen Zhi's mouth and thanked him, "Senior, thank you for your help today. It's too hot. Please bring back some milk tea to quench your thirst."

Shen Zhi didn't feel like drinking. His eyes glanced at the tightly covered curtain, where his new junior who had just entered the school and was already very popular was sleeping. He really didn't feel like chatting with others.

However, Fang Hao has endless things to say to his gentle senior who saved him from social doom.

"Senior, there is a message popping up on your phone," Fang Hao sipped his milk tea and the pearls with a look of happiness on his face.

Shen Zhi turned off the screen and put the phone back in his trouser pocket.

It was probably the young master who begged him not to tell his mother about his false imperial decree.

Shen Zhi didn't want anyone to know that he worked as a tutor to earn a living.

"It's nothing serious." Shen Zhi poked open a grape with a straw and took a sip. "What's the matter with you going to the General Office?"

If Fang Hao was also chosen as the host, Shen Zhi would probably not be happy from now on or even throughout his junior year.

Fang Hao scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I went to apply for a student loan. My family conditions are not very good."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Zhi understood Fang Hao's situation.

Shen Zhi did not laugh at Fang Hao's mentality. After all, his superior family environment was also fake.

Fang Hao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Shen Zhi didn't show any disgust.

As expected, he is a gentle senior. If Shen Zhi shouted loudly to express sympathy for him or something, Fang Hao probably wouldn’t be able to stand it. He reacted indifferently, as if the family he couldn’t talk about was no different from others.

Fang Hao felt comfortable being with Shen Zhi, and he couldn't help but talk more to Shen Zhi.

Fang Hao took another sip of milk tea and chatted casually, "Senior, your phone is a new fruit brand, right? I saw it on TV not long ago. Senior, you must be a rich second generation."

The cell phone pressed against Shen Zhi's thigh was hot. The cell phone was also given to him by the young master. Shen Zhi bit the straw silently, letting Fang Hao's thoughts wander freely.

Fang Hao realized belatedly that he was embarrassed. Just now he said that his family was poor, and now he was joking with Shen Zhi that his senior's family was wealthy. The combination of the two made it seem as if he was trying to gain some benefits.

Fang Hao wanted to bite off his tongue. His social phobia of not communicating with others was exposed at this point. At the critical moment, it was as if he hadn't thought about what he said. It was obvious that he was just talking casually.

Shen Zhi didn't take it seriously. Every time someone asked him if his family was rich, he would just smile and say nothing, leaving people wondering.

If he was exposed, he never said his family was rich.

"Someone gave it to me," was the only time Shen Zhi told the truth, and Fang Hao took it as a heartwarming remark to comfort him.

Fang Hao tactfully didn't mention it again.

Fang Hao's life is not very promising, as he is from a poor family and is entangled with Qin Dingzhuo, who likes gay men. Shen Zhi can't help him at all, so he can only say: "If Qin Dingzhuo comes to you again, tell your class teacher."

Shen Zhi did not put the blame on him, and he avoided Qin Dingzhuo as much as possible.

Fang Hao recalled the time when his face was so hot that he could boil an egg in public, and he smiled with difficulty, "Thank you, senior."

But it should be unnecessary, because that rich second-generation guy who looks so arrogant seems to have taken a fancy to his roommate.

Fang Hao glanced towards the curtain guiltily, then quickly looked away.

It is his fate that good-looking roommates will always be coveted by evil people with lustful intentions.

Shen Zhi also looked in the direction Fang Hao was looking. The curtains were tightly closed, and not a single ray of sunlight could get in. It was as if someone had built a safety barrier for him to protect the princess.

A dark light flashed across Shen Zhi's eyes. He originally wanted to open the curtain while Song Hengyang was asleep. It can only be said that Song Hengyang was very lucky that Fang Hao came back just in time.

"Powerful people are always popular," Shen Zhi said to Fang Hao, who looked like he was about to cry but had no tears.

Fang Hao asked tangledly: "Does the senior also like powerful people?"

But he was not that powerful, and until now he still didn't understand why Qin Dingzhuo stopped him and wanted to confess to him.

When Shen Zhi heard Fang Hao's question, he paused slightly. He didn't like it. He only liked himself to be great.

"No one dislikes it," Shen Zhi's meaning was unclear.

Shen Zhi nodded towards Fang Hao, "Wait for Junior Song to wake up. If the red spots have subsided, send him back to the dormitory. I'm leaving first."

Fang Hao nodded with a bitter face. He was really afraid of meeting Qin Dingzhuo again, and at the moment it seemed that only his senior could control him.

If it weren't for this reason, Fang Hao wouldn't have begged Shen Zhi to come to the infirmary with him.

Shen Zhi closed the door lightly.

The only sound in the quiet room was Fang Hao's Kukuxuan milk tea. Soon, a slender and strong hand stretched out from behind the curtain, slowly opened the curtain, revealing the icy beauty's face that had returned to its cold white skin.

"Hengyang, are you awake?" Fang Hao asked in surprise: "Would you like a cup of milk tea? It's super sweet!"

Song Hengyang's gaze fell on the empty chair opposite Fang Hao. There was still half a cup of green drink on it, and the straw was bitten into pieces. It was hard to imagine that it was bitten out by the teeth of the delicate and gentle senior Shen.

Fang Hao also took a look and realized, "You also want to drink succulent green grapes. I bought two cups for you."

Fang Hao handed the milk tea to Song Hengyang.

The ice cubes in the milk tea melted a little, and fine water droplets hung on the wall of the cup. As soon as the skin touched, the dense water droplets were immersed on Song Hengyang's fingertips, bringing a refreshing coolness.

Fang Hao finished a cup and threw it into the trash can, and also threw away the unfinished milk tea of ​​Shen Zhi.

"I heard that people who like to bite straws have not had their oral desires satisfied when they were young, so they have this bad habit of biting things when they grow up," Fang Hao sighed when he saw the straw that was bitten into a mess by Shen Zhi.

Song Hengyang thanked Fang Hao, inserted a straw and took a sip. The cool and non-sweet grape juice flowed along the tip of his tongue, exploded on his taste buds, and slid into his throat with the unique flavor of icy grapes.

Stimulating the taste buds, my nerves relax involuntarily, "Delicious."

Even though Fang Hao knew that Song Hengyang was just being polite, when he heard these words coming out of Song Hengyang's mouth it felt like he was being awarded a medal by the most authoritative and professional person.

Being recognized is also a very happy thing. Fang Hao smiled and said, "I'll buy it for you next time."

"Don't thank me. It was Senior Shen Zhi who accompanied you. You didn't hear him when he left just now, but he also told me how to take care of you." Fang Hao said with emotion: "Senior really cares about you."

Fang Hao stared at his roommate intently, wondering inexplicably, who would not like such a blessed face, and who would not subconsciously take more care of him, how good-looking he is.

After listening to this, Song Hengyang lowered his eyelids, his dense eyelashes cast a deep shadow, and he shivered slightly. In fact, he heard everything the senior said just now.

The senior is indeed very considerate and cares about him.