MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 4 love letter

Xia Zhinian: "?!"

Why did the protagonist Shou come back?

He froze all over, turned around abruptly, hid the ink bottle behind his back, his palms were wet.

Yan Ci's legs were straight and slender, and his shirt was buttoned up to the top, so that his Adam's apple was stuck so as not to be covered.

Seeing someone who shouldn't be here, he smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, blocked the door inadvertently, and asked warmly.

"Student Xia is sitting next to me, what do you want to do?"

Xia Zhinian's ears turned red, spreading all the way up, the tips of her ears turned crimson, and she clenched the small glass bottle tightly.

"I..." He stuttered twice, feeling nervous inside, but he couldn't be cowardly because of his personality, he lowered his head and pretended to be gloomy, reluctantly.

"My family asked me to thank you for your care in the cellar, and let me give you a gift."

"Oh?" Yan Ci had a clear smile on his delicate face, with a good-natured look, "Really?"

"The things Xia gave me before were not very interesting."

If you threaten the letter, the blood red characters will be a gift.

Xia Zhinian's scalp tingled from his laughter, and the back of his neck ached like a conditioned reflex. After swallowing, a drop of sweat wiped his delicate neck and rolled into his deep collarbone.

Yan Ci's eyes rolled over, then moved away, and glanced at his side, with a casual tone.

"Student Xia, your gift seems to have leaked."

Xia Zhinian: "?"

He turned his head, half of the ink bottle cap was unscrewed, the ink was accidentally spilled out, and a few drops of bright red color had already dripped on the ground.

Yan Ci closed the door with his backhand, walked a few steps forward, and clearly saw a few blushes in the place where his school uniform exposed the hole in the table, and his smile gradually faded a little.

Xia Zhinian's heart turned cold.

Now that he was getting closer, he realized that the protagonist Shou had a thin scar at the end of his right eye, slightly trailing behind the folds of his double eyelids, and when he smiled, his slightly cold facial features softened.

He's even sharper when he's not smiling.

"The school uniform is dirty." Yan Ci stood nearby, his eyes darkened, "Did student Xia do it on purpose?"

Xia Zhinian trembled in his heart, thinking about the character of the original owner, he simply said nothing, lowered his head and covered his eyes with his forehead hair, and stood there like a gloomy wooden man with no dangerous nerves.

The ink bottle had already been screwed on, and Yan Ci's eyes glanced at his hand holding the bottle, his fingertips felt numb, he twisted it lightly, leaned over to take the school uniform, and wiped the back of his hand very tightly.

Xia Zhinian was sandwiched between him and the desk, and subconsciously put his hands behind his back, so as not to touch them.

"boom!"

The door was pushed open recklessly.

Chu Qingjian appeared at the back door with a basketball in his arms, and when he looked up, he saw Xia Zhinian and Yan Ci standing face to face. Yan Ci blocked Xia Zhinian, bent slightly and stretched his hands backward.

Like an aboveboard hug.

Chu Qingjian's expression was blank for a second, "You..."

Xia Zhinian: "...!"

Why come back again!

Chu Qingjian took a look, then backed away, and opened the door with a slam. The two of them remained in their original state, looking at him together.

Chu Qingjian had a strange expression, "...you, are you empathizing?"

Xia Zhinian: "...?"

Who empathizes?

he? Or the protagonist?

The physical education get out of class was not over yet, Chu Qingjian was silent at the door for a while, looked at the two of them meaningfully, and went out with the basketball again.

"You guys continue."

After all, he closed the door intimately.

Xia Zhinian: "??"

He raised his head slowly, his eyes wide open. What's going on, the protagonist Gong... is gone?

Misunderstood that the main character was cheated. Are you jealous?

"Brother Chu."

Xia Zhinian remembered that the original owner was nervous and insisted on following behind the protagonist Gong's butt, and immediately wanted to follow the protagonist Gong away, and get away from Yan Ci by the way. But Yan Ci stepped forward with his long legs, and casually stood in front of him.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave."

Yan Ci smiled, "I haven't figured it out yet, did Student Xia dirty my school uniform on purpose."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

It's worth asking.

He, Xia Zhinian, the villain!

Xia Zhinian stepped back, gritted his teeth, and lowered his voice arrogantly and unreasonably, "So what, I warn you, stay away from Brother Chu!"

"It's honest."

Yan Ci raised the corners of his mouth, stared at his amber clear almond eyes, and stared fiercely round without any deterrent effect, like a young master raised with a lot of money, he scanned him from beginning to end again.

"on purpose?"

Xia Zhinian nodded.

Yan Ci smiled lightly, the gentle skin seemed to be embedded in his face, his voice was soft, and he was caught off guard and asked again, "Did you pretend to sleep in the cellar on purpose?"

Xia Zhinian: "!!"

Depend on! This is meow!

He was startled, took a deep breath, his face remained unchanged and pretended to be puzzled, "Why pretend to be asleep?"

Yan Ci stared straight at him for a moment, then smiled with a good temper, "It's okay."

Xia Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to withdraw immediately, Yan Ci called him to stop, and said gently and considerately: "Student Xia, won't you keep the gift?"

"It's a rare and normal gift, and I'm still very happy."

"..."

Xia Zhinian looked at the leaked ink bottle in his hand, his palms were sticky, "This one is broken, and the red ink teacher has used it a lot, next time I will make up another one for you."

The boy's back disappeared, and Yan Ci stared at the closed door, his expression still indifferent.

An itchy, almost painful feeling gathered in every inch of his body, he raised his hand to look at his fingertips, gave a weak shake, and withdrew his hand.

I wanted to confirm whether the situation that day was due to the injection or the person himself.

As a result, he escaped quickly.

Yan Ci took the glass of water, took out five small white pills, and swallowed them together.

After Xia Zhinian went out, he could no longer see Chu Qingjian's figure. After looking around for a few times, he didn't see anyone, so he found a cool corner to cat, with lingering fears in his heart.

The protagonist Shou came back suddenly and lied to him about the cellar. Should he be called a black hearted boss?

That is to say, the original owner dared to be so presumptuous because he didn't know the protagonist Shou's true face. If he were to be replaced, even in the social circle of the original world, how far away could this kind of person be.

Fortunately, the ink was sprinkled, but Chu Qingjian's reaction seemed a little strange.

…never mind.

As long as it doesn't affect him going back to the original world through the plot, nothing else matters.

The heavy rain came as expected when school was over.

People in twos and threes either braved the rain or squeezed an umbrella together.

Xia Zhinian first glanced at Yan Ci, the protagonist Shou obviously didn't bring an umbrella, and he didn't want to squeeze with others because he was obsessed with cleanliness, he was sitting on his seat writing the paper.

His shoulders were straight, his slender and pale fingers were holding a pen, his eyebrows were calm and gentle, and his uniform gave him an inexplicably noble air.

Taking another look at the protagonist Gong, Chu Qingjian took off his school uniform jacket and put it in his arms, and was stuffing his books into his schoolbag.

I guess I didn't bring an umbrella either.

Fortunately, he made preparations in advance.

Xia Zhinian leaned forward, raised a shy smile, then lowered his head to cover his brows and eyes, and said in a dull voice, "Brother Chu, do you not have an umbrella, I'll give it to you."

Chu Qingjian stopped, frowned, gave him a weird look, then turned to look at Yan Ci who was not far away, and made a questioning voice.

"Give me?"

Xiaoji Xia Zhinian nodded, then with a gloomy expression that couldn't bear parting, he raised his head and looked at him again, "I still have a few more in my schoolbag, I'll give you this one, my driver is waiting for me, Brother Chu, I'll go first gone."

There were only three of them left in the class. He handed over the umbrella, glanced at Yan Ci, and said deliberately: "Brother Chu, use it yourself, don't lend it to others."

In this way, you can hold an umbrella, which is not counted as borrowing from others.

hey-hey.

Xia Zhinian walked a few steps quickly and left the classroom, leaving room for the protagonist Gong Shou to leave an umbrella.

Chu Qingjian turned to look at Yan Ci, who was the only one left in the classroom, and wanted to say something.

Seeing that he was motionless, Chu Qingjian raised her eyebrows and snorted, turned her head and left.

Yan Ci didn't even raise his head, and continued to write the paper quietly, but suddenly his fingertips paused slightly, he squeezed the body of the pen tightly, and frowned slightly.

In just a split second, it stretched out, and nothing unusual could be seen.

He was seated in the group next to the window, close to the window. He planned to continue writing, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure swaying in front of the teaching building from the corner of his eye.

The loose clothes were blown by the wind, outlining the boy's slender waist, the coat was propped on his head, but the wind and rain quickly soaked his body, but the boy walked slowly, as if he was not in a hurry.

Xia Zhinian was walking in the rain, the coat was still covering his head, but he took it off after a while, his amber eyes were clear and light.

He likes rain.

I like the heavy rain with raindrops hitting my body like this.

The sound is dense and regular as it hits the ground, as if only you are left in the world.

But he never dared to get wet before, and now it doesn't matter.

The driver, Uncle Zhou, was startled when he saw him so wet, Xia Zhinian smiled, "It's okay."

"I can't get in the school, young master, next time the weather is like this, you should run a few steps."

Xia Zhinian smiled and said nothing.

There was no spare clothes in the car, so Uncle Zhou could only rush to Xia's house. In the rearview mirror, he saw the young man in the back seat looking out the window quietly, his lips were a little pale, but his almond eyes were clean and bright.

Not quite as gloomy and dreary as it used to be.

Uncle Zhou controlled the car to be stable, he frowned and said, "Young Master, please smile more, so that the family members can worry less."

Xia Zhinian rubbed his index finger knuckles with his left hand habitually.

As the rare villain in Cookie, the original owner has a rough life experience and a gloomy personality.

He was originally born in the Xia family, one of the most wealthy families in Nanjia City, but was accidentally kidnapped when he was a child. The Xia family spent countless energy and financial resources, but they were never able to get him back.

Until two months ago, the original owner was besieged and blackmailed by a group of hooligans. It happened that Chu Qingjian passed by and rescued him, and found that he looked like Mrs. Xia who was not far away.

Only then did he return to the Xia family.

It was a good thing at first, but after the original owner was rescued by Chu Qingjian, Chun Xin sprouted deep-rooted emotions, and followed people every day without listening to people's persuasion, expressing his love and pursuit in this way, and sometimes making troubles for the protagonist Shou Yanci.

Xishan Daoguan pulled Yan Ci, so that the protagonist Gong completely saw the true face of the original owner, and took good care of Yan Ci to puncture the window paper between the two, from ambiguous to bright love.

Gongshou's emotional progress has taken a big step forward.

For the original owner, he wanted to beat him up from time to time.

...He didn't succeed in the Xishan Scenic Area. He probably will find an opportunity in the future to make the image of the gloomy villain deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But Xia Zhinian didn't expect that before he became popular, the protagonist gave him a big surprise first.

In class the next day, Xia Zhinian's head was a little dizzy, probably because he was drenched in the rain yesterday, so he didn't care, and sat back in the last row.

There are thirty-four students in a class, eight deskmates in a row and four deskmates, leaving Xia Zhinian and his deskmate at the end as an extra.

The original owner was about the same height as him, not too tall, because he just transferred to Class 1, Grade 2 two months ago, and only the last row had vacancies.

Chu Qingjian was at his front right table, and Yan Ci was at his left front table, separated by an aisle.

The morning reading class will start soon, and almost everyone in the class has already arrived. Xia Zhinian took out a breakfast from the insulated box of her schoolbag, plus an exquisite envelope with the same style of death Barbie powder as in the physical education class, and poked Chu Qingjian on the front right with a pen.

Chu Qingjian was holding a pen to make up homework, and turned her head. Xia Zhinian bent his eyes at him, and with a low voice, handed over the breakfast and the love letter together.

"Brother Chu, I brought you breakfast from the Chaoyang breakfast shop you like."

Chu Qingjian glanced over, his eyes were hurt by the overly pink envelope, and he looked away at Xia Zhinian with an indescribably weird expression on his face.

"You...are you awake?"

Her cheeks were still pink.

Xia Zhinian knew early on that the protagonist would not accept the attack, the original owner gave it away every day, was scolded every day, insisted not to give up, and became a must-have role in the class every day.

She lowered her head sadly, bit her lips, and said in a softer voice, "I'm very sober, Brother Chu, here you are."

People around shouted, "Every day, it's annoying, brother Chu, you've given the Xia family face, who can bear this kind of person."

"That's it."

"Knock knock."

The classroom door was tapped twice, interrupting the uncontrollable curses in the class.

Yan Ci stood by the door, tall and leggy, with a clear face, carrying a schoolbag in one hand, and said in a gentle voice: "There are still ten minutes to class, please ask the group leaders to collect the math homework, I will hand it over to the teacher in five minutes."

"Ah, I haven't finished writing yet!"

"Help, help, brother Chu, father Chu, are you done writing? Save the child's life!"

There was a burst of wailing in the class, Chu Qingjian didn't finish her homework, she frowned and looked at Xia Zhinian, "Actually, I already know it, you take it to—"

"Sorry to bother you."

A clear voice sounded, interrupting the chaotic movement here.

Yan Ci's eyebrows and eyes were delicate, he looked at the love letter envelope and breakfast in his hand, and smiled gently.

"Student Xia, where is my gift?"

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

Yan Ci saw that his almond eyes were wide open, as if he didn't hear clearly, smiled kindly, and repeated.

"My gift, you promised me yesterday."

Chu Qingjian stopped talking and stared at Xia Zhinian.