I Want to be Alone, Beautifully

The entrance to the women's bathroom.

Xu Jiao stood in the corridor and looked at the sky in the distance. The low-key gold was plated in dark blue and gray colors, and there were light red, orange, and purple layers that fainted, making the clouds look natural. Mixed color.

Like a palette that a **** knocked over.

But even this arbitrariness is unparalleled beauty.

She looked at the sky, and the sky fell into her eyes, reflecting her black pupils.

I don’t know how long it took, and suddenly there was a movement behind him: "...Okay, okay, thank you."

Xu Jiao's straight figure turned around, with a clean breath. After the band-aid on her forehead was torn off, her entire face was as flawless as white jade, and her facial features were even more beautiful, making Shen Yelan unconsciously staring at it.

Xu Jiao glanced at her up and down and nodded to her: "Then go back."

After that, Xu Jiao turned around first, preparing to go to the classroom to carry the schoolbag that had just fallen, but Shen Yelan took her words as getting up and going home with herself, and hurriedly followed, put the packed schoolbag on her back and locked it. After passing the classroom door, he followed Xu Jiao out.

When approaching the school gate, Shen Yelan quietly raised her eyes to look at Xu Jiao's profile. After a long time of brewing, she whispered:

"The coat...I'll bring it back to you after I go back and wash it, okay?"

Xu Jiao said "um".

The topic broke off.

Shen Yelan lost his eyes, and regretted for the first time how he went to the bookstore to read some learning materials, and did not find anything like "Teach You How to Improve Emotional Intelligence", "How to Talk to People", "The Art of Speaking" and so on. Look at the book.

When I was still depressed, I heard a whistle in the direction of the school gate in the distance.

She looked up and saw a girl leaning on the stone tablet with the school's name in front of the school, standing on tiptoes, waving in the direction where the two of them were... to be precise, it was Xu Jiao's direction.

There was a happy smile on his face.

Shen Yelan recognized that it was the little attendant next to Xu Jiao, the one who picked up Xu Jiao's rose flower last time, and the one who grabbed Lu Pei's hair in the corridor at the door of Class 7 today.

Her steps couldn't help but stagnate a little, but she saw Xu Jiao go there without stopping. Shen Yelan didn't even have time to think, and subconsciously followed.

Su Xi came up and gave Xu Jiao a hug. If Xu Jiao hadn't raised her hand and held her head, she would still want to kiss her side face.

"Sister Jiaojiao! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

In all fairness, Su Xi is the closest to Xu Jiao among so many young sisters and the one who supports Xu Jiao the most. Because of receiving the memory of the original owner, Xu Jiao is always more tolerant when dealing with her.

There was a gentle smile in his tone: "What did you do to please me so suddenly? Did you commit a crime again?"

Su Xi pressed her forehead against her palm, he laughed, took the initiative to rub her palm, and said with a guilty heart: "Isn't this the result of today's monthly exam? I—"

Halfway through the conversation, she noticed the person behind Xu Jiao, her voice stopped, and the smile on her face disappeared.

"I want to ask today? Who is this person? If I remember correctly, she's in her class, right? A new follower?"

Shen Yelan lowered her eyes as she watched their affectionate movements, as if she was afraid of her aura.

Xu Jiao also noticed that Shen Yelan was by her side, and her expression was surprised, as if she didn't understand how she stopped, and it was obvious that they were not going home in the right direction.

But the astonishment in her eyes just passed by, and she just listened to her casually: "Not a follower, a new classmate."

Su Xi heard that she was just an ordinary classmate, and she couldn't help but raised her chin to Shen Yelan, her tone of arrogance and nastyness: "Then what are you doing with my sister?"

Shen Yelan moved her lips, not knowing what to say.

Yup…

She, what is she doing with Xu Jiao?

I don't know, but I just want to follow, I want to stay with this person for a while.

Xu Jiao looked at Su Xi's aggressive appearance, and worried that she would run to warn Shen Yelan later, she couldn't help turning her head, and said to Shen Yelan warmly:

"Should you go home? Let's go first."

Hearing this, Shen Yelan realized that she had no reason to stay this time. She lowered her eyelashes in silence and walked out of school.

Just two steps away, the breeze suddenly sent the voices of the two people in the same place.

"Sister Jiaojiao, you must save me today! My mother said that she would not pass the family law to serve me. I won't go back today. I'm going to your house, okay? Okay! Take me in, please!"

"If you don't say hello to your home, you won't be beaten when you go back tomorrow?"

"It makes sense! Then I will live with you this month, I pay for the food! I also help you raise a puppy!"

"It's fine for food, but you have to study."

"Sister, are you crazy?"

"If you don't agree, you will go home."

"Well...you teach me?"

Gradually, the voice got farther and farther, and finally reached the point where Shen Yelan couldn't hear it clearly.

She turned around the school gate and stopped by the high wall outside the school. A sense of loss and an unclear irritability surged up inexplicably.

It was annoying to hear them chatting, but now I can't hear them, it seems to be even more annoying.

…

"The heroine's favorability level is -10, accumulated -20." The system suddenly uttered in Xu Jiao's mind.

Xu Jiao: "...?"

Rao was as calm as her, and couldn't help but be forced to momentarily.

What kind of little white-eyed wolf who will take revenge?

"Sister Jiaojiao?" Su Xi turned her head to look puzzled as she stopped.

Xu Jiao calmed her mind and was too lazy to explore the reasons for Shen Yelan's changes. She shook her head slightly to Su Xi, and again led the people toward her home.

But the person who was easily forgotten by her suffered insomnia that night.

It was still the small attic that would fall into ashes when the action was bigger. Lying on the narrow meter-wide bed, Shen Yelan pulled the thick coat that was used as a quilt, put his hand behind his head, and the other hand on his side. , Looked at the ceiling in a daze.

That afternoon coat was placed on the chair next to him.

I don't know how long it took, she stooped slightly, changed her face to the outside, and in the dark room, with that little night vision ability, she looked at the outline of the coat.

The scent of laundry detergent that I smelled during the day came out of my mind again.

What does it taste like?

She pondered for a while, then suddenly sat up, raised her hand and brought the coat to her face, holding it and smelling—

The scent hasn't faded much, it still has a sense of existence, soft and fragrant, completely different from Xu Jiao's overpowering style.

Of course, Xu Jiao, who took good care of herself in the afternoon, was not quite the same as usual.

Shen Yelan sat holding her coat for a long time, vaguely, the fragrance entangled her whole body, she sat and took a nap, hugged her coat in a daze, and lay down curled up.

She was dreaming again.

In the dream, she saw the straight back, quickly stepped up and pulled the corner of the other party's clothes, and asked in a low voice: "I...I don't want to go home, can you take me back to your house?"

"What's the benefit of taking you back to my house?" The man turned around, smiling casually at the end of his eyes, but with an inexplicable arrogance in it, as if embarrassing people.

Shen Yelan was so anxious that she could only hear the sound of her heart throbbing and beating, and she was nervous and afraid of being rejected.

I don’t know where the courage comes from—

Suddenly she closed her eyes and leaned forward, bumping into a piece of softness indiscriminately.

It's like kissing the clouds.

Shen Yelan bit down suddenly and raised her hand to hug the person in her arms. His actions were full of arrogance and prestige, like a shark that had tasted blood, chasing after the meal and refused to let it go.

The other party raised his hand to push her, with surprise and resistance in his voice: "Enough, you let me go...!"

She refused to let go, only whispering between her lips and teeth:

"not enough."

not enough.

Far from enough.