To give you a gift, I prepared one for everyone.
-------Song Zhaoning
Nan Jingyuan's self-esteem did not allow him to accept sympathy and charity from others, so Song Zhaoning had no way to directly give away the bread and milk he bought Give it to Nan Jingyuan, so that he will hate Song Zhaoning more and more.
Song Zhaoning came here to get close to Nan Jingyuan, with the love from her previous life, and she was not something Nan Jingyuan hated.
So this matter still requires thinking about how to let Nan Jingyuan eat.
As soon as get out of class ended, Song Zhaoning ran to discuss with the head teacher, Teacher Yang.
Song Zhaoning wanted to give bread and milk to Nan Jingyuan as a gift to the whole class, so that the whole class would have them and he wouldn't feel embarrassed.
After negotiating with Teacher Yang, Song Zhaoning took Qiao Lele and other girls in the class who were having fun together to the school's canteen.
"Zhaozhao, you are so kind. You just came to school and you treated the whole class to a meal."
"Yes, yes, Zhao Ning, you are so generous." As for money, my family doesn’t even give me pocket money.”
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On the way to the small shop, the girls were chattering with Song Zhaoning. , what they said made Song Zhaoning a little embarrassed. She couldn't tell them that she was afraid that Nan Jingyuan would be hungry but he didn't accept the food she gave him alone, so she invited the whole class.
"No, no, we are classmates and will be together for a long time. Of course we have to leave a good impression."
Qiao Lele felt that Song Zhaoning was very nervous. What he said made sense, and he really didn't doubt Song Zhaoning's intentions at all.
Everyone bought several bags of snacks and carried them to the classroom. Song Zhaoning bought many extra nutritional things for Nan Jingyuan.
Song Zhaoning only has one thousand pocket money a month. Although her family is rich, they are not allowed to spend money indiscriminately.
After selling these things, she spent more than three hundred pocket money.
"Today is the second day of school. Song Zhaoning from our class would like to give each of you a small gift. I hope everyone can unite and make progress together."
Qiao Lelehe The girls in the class distributed the snacks they bought to the classmates.
She came to Nan Jingyuan's seat with the things she bought for Nan Jingyuan, and placed the bag in her hand in front of Nan Jingyuan.
"My tablemates, let me treat you all to bread and drinks. I bought this for you."
Song Zhaoning's voice was soft and gentle, like a breeze. When it came to Nan Jingyuan's heart, her voice was still a little nervous, as if she was taking care of his emotions.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Song Zhaoning. The sunlight shining on the girl's fair skin seemed to have coated the girl's body with a layer of golden light.There was no disgust or hypocrisy in Shen's eyes, they were as pure as a clear spring water, with only a look of pity in them.
Why do you have this look?
Is she feeling distressed?
But we didn’t know each other very well, so she just wanted to treat the whole class to food and gave it to herself.
In Nan Jingyuan's memory, his classmates were afraid of him, his parents hated him, and everyone felt that he was not worthy of living in this world.
As he grew up, the insults engraved on his soul, the garbage that was not worthy of living in this world, were the looks of contempt from everyone, or the looks of pity and sympathy.
He even wondered if she didn't know his dirty and disgusting side, so she dared to get close to him.
"My deskmate, this is not just for you. This is my heart. You must accept it."
Song Zhaoning followed Nan softly. Jing Yuan explained, her wet eyes were full of nervousness, fearing that Nan Jingyuan would not accept it. Her eyes secretly looked at Nan Jingyuan's expression and saw that he did not refuse.
The joy in his eyes has completely lit up.
Nan Jingyuan sealed herself so tightly that if she wanted to get close to him, she would do anything she could to get close to him.
He put the things Song Zhaoning gave him on the table and saw that the girl's eyes were as bright as the stars at night. He wanted such light, and he couldn't bear to let it change. Got to be dim.
The young man's pitch-black eyes were as dark as ink and thick. There was only darkness, but the darkness seemed to light up.
Song Zhaoning saw that he had accepted the food and went to help distribute the food.
After all the distribution was completed, Song Zhaoning was praised by Teacher Yang again and returned to her seat. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a plastic bag after eating in Nan Jingyuan’s table hole. It made Song Zhaoning feel very good.
This showed that Nan Jingyuan was accepting her, which encouraged Song Zhaoning's confidence.
This reminded Song Zhaoning of the short video he watched before his rebirth. The video said: I want to give you a bottle of water, so I bought water for the whole class.
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These words were written by Song Zhaoning in her diary. This diary was filled with Song Zhaoning's secret love and friendship for Nan Jingyuan, and inside was her little secret.
The boy had been looking intently at the book in his hand all afternoon. His book didn’t have a cover and was probably an old book that others didn’t want, but he was completely immersed in it. It was like a world that only belonged to him. .
Although I went to bed early at night, I couldn't resist the teacher's hypnosis method.
Then the next second, she fell asleep again.
Song Zhaoning's hair was scattered randomly on the table, her long eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes, and her red mouth was slightly open.
Originally in collegeNan Jingyuan, who was paying attention to reading, felt a gentle gaze, but it soon disappeared. He looked in the direction of Song Zhaoning out of the corner of his eye, and what he saw was a delicate little face sleeping in his direction.
The young man's eyes were filled with ink, without a trace of light, and darkness occupied his entire eyes.
"You have to stay away from me, understand?"
He spoke slowly to the sleeping girl, regardless of whether she could hear her.
After saying this, Nan Jingyuan continued to read his book intently.
Song Zhaoning slept through two classes. The teacher also knew that Song Zhaoning’s family was the richest and did not call her.
When she woke up again, Nan Jingyuan was no longer around.
"Lele, where did my deskmate go?"
Qiao Lele also noticed something was wrong and wondered why Song Zhaoning was so interested in Nan Jingyuan.
"He's gone, he seems to be on leave."
"Oh, okay!"
Lying on the table listlessly, not looking at Qiao Le happy.
"There's something wrong with you. You're paying too much attention to your deskmate."
Qiao Lele looked at Song Zhaoning on the table with an uncomfortable expression.
"I told you, Nan Jingyuan has a very weird temper. No one in the class likes him very much. I think Nan Jingyuan is very lonely and pitiful. His parents are The worst thing is that they didn't give Nan Jingyuan food, beat him and even tried to buy him for money."
Song Zhaoning's ears were pricked when he heard Qiao Lele talk about Nan Jingyuan. Get up.
"Lele, how do you know so many things about Nan Jingyuan?"
"Oh, I was a neighbor of Nan Jingyuan before, and my mother would give Nan Jingyuan Some food, but I stopped paying attention to Nan Jingyuan after I moved."
"Then can you tell me why you don't get close to Nan Jingyuan?"
She really felt sorry for his boy, wanted to know about him, wanted to help him, and wanted to make him live a happy life.
"Actually, it's nothing. He just doesn't like to communicate with others. Everyone in the class doesn't like him. He always has various injuries on his body. Everyone thinks that he is not a good boy, so he doesn't like him." I played with him. But Nan Jingyuan’s injuries were all caused by the casino and his parents. They always beat Nan Jingyuan until he was covered in blood and then locked him in the room. My mother said that if Nan Jingyuan hadn’t been lucky, He died a long time ago, and the old neighbors would secretly help Nan Jingyuan. Later, everyone moved away and Nan Jingyuan didn't know how he lived at home."
Qiao Lele said every word. , her heart felt a dull pain. It turned out that this was what heartache felt like.
Her boy is really having a hard time.
Now she understands the look in Nan Jingyuan's eyes when she gave him something.
She didn’tShe felt sorry for him, she really felt sorry for him.
When she saw Nan Jingyuan being bullied and hungry, she would not feel pity for him. That was not pity, because the feeling of distress had paralyzed all her thoughts.
On the other side, after leaving school, Nan Jingyuan came to the street and rummaged through the trash cans to see if there were mineral water bottles and cardboard boxes inside.
He needs to support himself, but no one wants child labor, and the job of washing dishes in the restaurant is still owned by the old neighbor.
He always goes to South Street in Jiangcheng. South Street is a place where rich people gather, so the garbage in the trash cans on South Street can be sold for a lot of money. In the past, he only heard other people say that there was no Been there.
Today he rummaged through the trash cans on two streets, but didn't find much that could be sold for money. With the attitude of giving it a try, he came to South Street.
Sure enough, there was no lie.
There are bottles and some old clothes in the trash cans here, which can be sold for fifty or more.
The money is enough to sustain him for a period of time and buy some stationery.