Would you love me if I was a scumbag?

31-35

31. After returning home, Cheng Yueming's mind was full of Wang Xuzhi's eyes at the end.

In the end what happened?Why didn't Wang Xuzhi come to see him?

The questions one after another made him unable to close his eyes at all, and finally he lost sleep gorgeously...

Early in the morning, her eyes were red and bloodshot, with a decadent expression, and there was still a tinge of blue under her eyes, and she slowly entered the school.

Heaven pays off, the person who had been arrested for half a month was bumped into by him at the school gate today.

"Wang Xuzhi, what do you look like?!" Cheng Yueming looked in disbelief at Wang Xuzhi, who had pale blond hair and earrings with a sad and youthful face, like a delinquent young man.

Wang Xuzhi stepped forward carelessly, glanced at him, and stretched out his hand to touch Cheng Yueming's eyes. The long eyelashes trembled, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Why do you look like a rabbit?"

32. "Where have you been these days?" Cheng Yueming patted Wang Xuzhi's hand away and asked.

Wang Xuzhi shrugged his shoulders, and walked towards the classroom with his shoulder bag dangling, "I didn't go anywhere."

"Then why don't you come to school? And your hair and earrings!" Cheng Yueming chased after him, pulling his arm weakly.

Wang Xuzhi shook off Cheng Yueming's hand, and there was a trace of unfamiliarity in his eyes, "Don't you care about me? Don't you stop playing?"

Cheng Yueming paused, feeling extremely suffocated by the illusion that all the air around him was drawn away.

Wang Xuzhi glanced at him, turned around and left without looking back.

……

The two of them didn't speak for a whole day. Regarding Wang Xuzhi's outfit, the teacher named and criticized Wang Xuzhi, but the other party seemed indifferent.

In the evening, Cheng Yueming asked the driver to go first because he was left by the head teacher to correct a small homework, and then he went home by himself.

After correcting his homework, there was no one in the school, and the sky was completely dark. That fear, like a spider's thread, crept into his heart silently again.

Cheng Yueming clenched his clenched fists and left quickly.

33. The road was windy, and Cheng Yueming's head was covered with sweat. He suddenly regretted letting the driver go first.

There is not a single street lamp on this small road, only a round moon that is covered by clouds and exudes dim light. Cheng Yueming has no choice but to turn on his watch, and there is a shining green light, and there are all kinds of birds in his ears. Shouting, those who listened felt cold all over.

Cheng Yueming suddenly felt that something was wrong. There were very few pedestrians on this road, especially at this point, and there were even fewer people. He was obviously the only one walking, but now the footsteps were from two people.

"Hey..." A limp hand rested on Cheng Yueming's shoulder, which made him sweat all over his body.

The man's fingers touched Cheng Yueming's face, it was cool, and a smell of alcohol came over, "Why is it you? You idiot."

Hearing this voice, Cheng Yueming was a little tongue-in-cheek, but still inexplicably familiar. He bravely turned his head and looked, "Wang Xuzhi?!"

34. "Xiao Yueyue...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Wang Xuzhi lay on Cheng Yueming's neck and kept hiccupping.

As far as Cheng Yueming knew, although Wang Xuzhi was a scumbag, as a minor, he didn't drink or smoke, the key was because he had no money to buy it.

I actually drank alcohol today, and it seems that the quality of the wine is worrying. "What happened?"

"Woooooo..." Wang Xuzhi rubbed Cheng Yueming's shoulder, and moaned, "Yueyue..."

"Speak straight up, let the fart go! Are you a son of a bitch? Don't rub me all the time." Cheng Yueming straightened Wang Xuzhi's face, the crying nose was about to come out, and the teary eyes were hazy.

"Wang woo woo... I, hiccup, my dad is going to find me a stepmother... Boom." Wang Xuzhi cried even worse.

When Cheng Yueming heard it, he felt a little distressed, so he patted his back and asked, "So you pretended to be a delinquent boy and caused trouble for Uncle Wang?"

"Yeah!" Wang Xuzhi narrowed his eyes, nodded vigorously, and hummed again, "Yueyue..."

"Ok?"

"It hurts to have your ears pierced... oh."

"It hurts and you still hit?"

"Yueyue..."

"Ok?"

"The beer is bitter...don't drink it."

"Oh."

35. After a night of hangover, Wang Xuzhi fell into pieces immediately after waking up.

He didn't feel anything except that he didn't drink anymore since he had a splitting headache.

"Are you up? I cooked porridge for you, do you want to drink?" Wang Shihong asked standing at the door.

Wang Xuzhi completely pretended he didn't see or hear, stood up unsteadily, got dressed, brushed his teeth and washed his face.

"Your dad, let me talk to you! Are you deaf?" Wang Shihong shouted, pulling Wang Xuzhi who was about to go out.

Wang Xuzhi looked at him indifferently, without any fear of him a few days ago, as if he was looking at a stranger, "My dad won't want a mistress, he promised my mom that she will be the only one."

"You!!" Wang Shihong's chest heaved in anger, but he couldn't refute it.

……

When Wang Xuzhi walked out, the sky was dark, and his whole body felt sore and numb as if he had been beaten.

He scratched his hair, and touched his earrings with fear and tentativeness.

"Huh? Where are my earrings?"