Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

"I'm just taking a look." Zhao Xuan tried his best to not look so nervous.

Hua Minxue's eyes turned around his face, and his tone was unclear, "Just look at it, why are you so guilty?"

Zhao Xuan, "..."

If Hua Minxue had no suspicion at all, he must be lying, especially when Zhao Xuan suddenly stood up and screamed at him like a mouse caught by a cat. His reaction was a bit loud...

This reminded him of some bad things. When his mother ran away in the first place, some people targeted him and deliberately threw away the test papers he had written and put on the teacher's desk.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was too lazy to throw it too far, he just threw it in the corner of the corridor, tore it into countless pieces, crumpled it into a ball, and was found by him.

Maybe he won't even realize that there is really such a crime of...continuous sitting.

Because his mother ran away, in the eyes of others, his mother was a playboy, and he was a target of conspiracy that he could humiliate at will, even though the country had long since eliminated the crime of conspiracy like in ancient times.

People still looked at him with mocking eyes.

"I don't know how to write a guarantee letter. I just wanted to find out if there is a guarantee letter written by someone else in your teacher's drawer. Let me... learn from it." Zhao Xuan could only tell the real reason calmly to eliminate the suspicion of stealing.

After saying that, perhaps out of embarrassment, the young man touched the bridge of his nose, a small gesture that revealed his embarrassment at this time.

"I don't like to do little things behind my back. Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards your test paper. I just looked at it twice just because your handwriting is beautiful."

Nice calligraphy...

He hadn't heard such pure praise in a long time.

Hua Minxue stared at Zhao Xuan's eyes for a long time. All the teachers and students in Linxian No. [-] Middle School knew that Zhao Xuan was a publicity and troublemaker. He spent three days in class fishing and two days drying nets.

I just like to make some good friends and hang out with them.

But this does not prevent everyone from thinking that Zhao Xuan is good-looking. Zhao Xuan is recognized as a school idol, as famous as Hua Minxue. Although he has a bad reputation and is not motivated in studies, he has a pair of eyes that can talk.

Like his peach blossom eyes with countless ripples, as long as he stares at someone with a smile, it is almost difficult for anyone to resist such a charming and energetic young man without knowing it.

At this moment, he saw the sincere smile in Zhao Xuan's eyes, and Hua Minxue's fingers trembled slightly.

"Where's your guarantee?" he asked suddenly.

Zhao Xuan paused immediately when he turned around, and smiled guiltily, as brightly as the warm sun in the sky.

"I haven't written it yet. I can't write the beginning."

Hua Min studied for a while, but his expression did not change, "I can teach you how to write the beginning, and you can write the rest yourself."

Zhao Xuan suddenly smiled brightly like wild flowers blooming all over the mountain, "Really? Thank you then."

Hua Minxue pursed her lips.

Zhao Xuan wrote according to Hua Min's theory, and the words he wrote were like...dog crawling. Hua Minxue frowned subconsciously and glanced sideways at the head of a young boy who was sitting upright and almost lying down.

Hua Minxue could only pretend not to see it. Anyway, he only needed to teach Zhao Xuan the general format of the guarantee letter. It was not his turn to care whether the handwriting looked good or not.

"How much is the lean meat porridge in the morning?"

Zhao Xuan paused his fingers slightly and said in a relaxed tone, "It's not much money, but you also helped me. It's all written off, and we don't owe each other anything."

Hua Minxue pursed her lips, and her pretty face seemed to be stained with a faint golden light because of the afterglow that spilled in from the window, "One size will be the same."

"Is that what I'm saying about you?" Zhao Xuan put down his pen and stared at Hua Minxue helplessly and amusedly, "How much does a bowl of porridge cost? Do you have to calculate all these clearly?"

"Is it enough for me to repay you twenty?" Hua Minxue thought to himself.

Zhao Xuan saw Hua Minxue take out a few pieces of loose money from his school uniform pocket, one was ten yuan, two were five yuan, three were one yuan, two were fifty cents...

And the change seems to be quite old.

He stared blankly as Hua Minxue took out three of them and made up twenty, leaving only four pieces for himself.

Zhao Xuan didn't answer, so Hua Minxue put the money on the desk.

"..." Perhaps this is all Hua Minxue's belongings.

Zhao Xuan couldn't describe his feelings at this moment. He had never seen such a distressed fragment of Heavenly Dao. Even Qin Jiazhe, who couldn't walk with his legs and was severely poisoned in his previous life, was only in trouble when he needed help from others when taking a bath.

And...Hua Minxue, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, was at the height of his self-esteem. He washed his school uniform until it turned white, and the money he spent...totaled together was only 24.

It's not even enough for the original owner to have a meal. The original owner's monthly pocket money is one thousand and fifty, and this is without subsidies from grandparents.

Hua Minxue noticed Zhao Xuan's stunned eyes, and his cheeks suddenly became hot, not blushing, but ashamed.

Under Zhao Xuan's pure gaze, he faced for the first time that he was very poor, very poor, so poor that even his self-esteem seemed to be shattered at this moment.

Hua Minxue didn't lose his temper, but silently put away the remaining money. He didn't take out his hands anymore, and hid them in his pockets and clenched his fists.

In order to maintain his little self-esteem, Hua Minxue turned around and left.

"It doesn't cost so much. The lean meat porridge outside is only five yuan a portion." Zhao Xuan tried his best to speak in a calm tone.

"You take the rest back."

Hua Minxue didn't move. Zhao Xuan quickly took a ten-dollar and five-dollar sheet and walked up to him. He grabbed Hua Minxue's wrist with one hand and took it out, and stuffed the money into his palm with the other.

"Take it."

Because of Zhao Xuan's approach, Hua Minxue smelled the faint fragrance that he had vaguely smelled when he had a fever, like the fragrance of lavender, which was relatively weak, but quite pleasant.

Unlike him, the only smell left on the clothes might be... the smell of washing powder.

The young man's self-esteem was shattered at this moment. Every moment he came into contact with Zhao Xuan, he deeply realized that he was an evil ghost living in the darkness who was destined to have a hard time getting out.

"Classmate Hua, go back to class quickly. I have to write a letter of guarantee and I won't send it to you."

Hua Minxue only remembered that Zhao Xuan made a salute gesture at the end. Although he was in the second grade, he was handsome.

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After school, Hua Min mistakenly passed by Class [-] on purpose. It was obvious that Class [-] was at the end and there was a corridor when he turned around, but by some strange combination of circumstances, he went to the stairs on the other side of Class [-].

Zhao Xuan was still packing his things and didn't notice him passing by. He was holding his mobile phone in one hand and stuffing a few books and test papers into his bag with the other hand.

His deskmate smiled and put his arm around his neck. His movements were natural and it looked like he was used to it.

Hua Minxue's eyelids twitched and he hurried away subconsciously, feeling a little unspeakable in his heart.

After leaving the school gate, he immediately noticed the breakfast shop opposite. There were not many breakfast shops in this row. Most of them were milk tea shops and bookstores selling comics and novels.