It was the beginning of November, and the weather was already a little chilly. Bei Feng walked over slowly.
Wei Jing was wearing a sky-blue sweater and a pair of black, dirt-resistant jeans. His jet-black hair was plastered to his forehead, and his skin was so supple that one could pinch water out of it. He was widely acknowledged as the little prince of the second grade.
The chubby boy and Xu Jiahui had been unusually quiet the whole morning. They did not make any noise or cause any trouble, but instead followed behind Wei Jing like a tail, staring at him with wide eyes. They looked so … cute. Wei Jing was helpless. He turned around and wiped the water droplets off his hands with a tissue. "Why are you following me?"
"No! When did I follow you? " Xu Jiahui turned on the faucet and made a fierce expression. "Does the toilet belong to you? I can come here whenever I want. "
The chubby boy looked left and right but did not look at Wei Xiaojing. One could say that he had mastered the word 'guilty' to the point of perfection.
Wei Jing pursed his lips. "So what if you follow me? I didn't say that you can't follow me. What's with such a big reaction? Tell me! What do you want to do? "
The two boys lowered their heads, their hearts pounding. What could they say? Say that they wanted to play with him? That would be too degrading. Of course not!
"You really don't want to tell me?" Wei Jing blinked, his delicate little face full of confusion. He coaxed, "Tell me now. If I can help, I'll definitely help!"
"Then, then, then …" The chubby boy jumped over excitedly, his eyes sparkling. "I want to play games with you. I have a game console at home and a lot of game cartridges. Wei Jing, we can play whatever you want."
"Go away, stupid fatty." Xu Jiahui didn't expect that someone else would take the lead when he was distracted. He was very annoyed. The yellow hair on his head was blown into a ball by the wind, and his small expression was particularly serious. "My mother said that if I don't get into the top ten this semester, my pocket money will be deducted. So Wei Jing, you — are responsible for tutoring me."
The last sentence was said in a domineering manner.
Wei Jing tilted his head and said blankly, "But aren't our grades about the same?"
One was in eighth place, and the other was in eleventh place. The curriculum in primary school was simple, and most students' grades were only a few points apart. Therefore, there was not much difference between eighth and eleventh place. Besides, it was better to hire a tutor. Xu Jiahui's family should not be lacking in money.
"I don't care, you have to give me tutoring of course." The chubby boy's face was red.
"Wei Jing said he would play games with me." The fat boy was also furious. He glared at Xu Jiahui. "Go away."
"You're the one who should leave." Xu Jiahui was taller than Fatty. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at him. He said arrogantly, "You just hit Wei Jing this morning. You don't deserve to be friends with Wei Jing, damn fatty."
. "" I didn't do it on purpose. " The chubby boy's eyes were filled with tears. "Besides, if you didn't do it, how could I have beaten Wei Jing? It's all your fault."
"It's your fault."
"It's yours."
As the two of them spoke, they were about to start fighting again.
The naked Wei Xiaojing scratched his head with a confused expression. Want … want to be friends with him? What was going on? Combined with the experience of being pulled by his clothes, being cornered, and being robbed in his previous life … Could it be that they were bullying him because they liked him?
What the f * ck, please don't like me, okay? He could not accept this kind of treatment!
Actually, when he thought about it again, although these two often bullied him in his previous life, they did not go overboard. Sometimes, when he was bullied, they would even help him. Otherwise, he would not have given them chocolates today to stop them from fighting.
Fine, fine! Wei Jing sighed helplessly. He would just take it that he owed these two little guys.
As an adult, he would not argue with seven-year-old children.
"Then how about this." Wei Jing took the opportunity to suggest before the two of them started fighting. "Let's study first. After that, we can sit down and play games together. How about that? But not today. I have to tell Big Brother. Let's do it tomorrow! "
"Why play games? Look at this chubby boy's grades. Wei Jing, do you want to end up like him?" Xu Jiahui said.
Young primary school students were especially concerned about their grades. The class could be vaguely divided into three factions — the top students with good grades, the bottom students with bad grades, and the two sides that were neither too good nor too bad.
The chubby boy, whose grades had been hovering around the middle, was the target of these top students' disdain. The chubby boy clenched his fists and snorted. "So what if I can't study? You're just a nerd who's been reading too much. "
"What did you say? Idiot, idiot … "
"Nerd, nerd, nerd …"
Wei Jing: = - =
The setting sun dyed the clouds in the sky a beautiful crimson color. The gray sky seemed to have a hint of life because of this. Wei Jing sat in the back seat of the car, hugging his little black schoolbag. He could not help but sigh in his heart. What a difficult day!
The primary school classes were extremely boring, but he could not leave.
The other two childish primary school students were about to quarrel with each other. Wei Jing was caught in the middle and had no choice but to play the role of lubricant. But at least things got better in the end. They could communicate peacefully. Tomorrow, he still had to fulfill his promise to go to the chubby boy's house to study and play games together.
Wei Min, who was sitting in front, saw the boy's troubled expression. He smiled and asked in a sweet voice, "Second Brother, what's wrong? Is there anything you don't like in school? "
"No!" Wei Jing was stunned for a moment before he reacted and answered.
"Second Brother missed a month of school. There must be some trouble. I can't keep up with my studies either." Wei Min muttered to himself and made a face. "The progress here is faster than the school I went to. Why don't we hire a tutor together? Or Second Brother can teach me too! "
On the black leather sofa, the ink-haired boy pursed his lips and frowned. "No need. I'm good at my studies." Or rather, he was too good.
"Really? Then I'll have to trouble Second Brother to teach me today. "Wei Min's little face was flushed. He smiled shyly." Thank you, Second Brother. "
Did he promise the other party anything? Wei Jing was dumbfounded. This guy was very good at picking up girls! The boy thought for a moment and understood what Wei Min was trying to do. Humans were social animals. Wei Min, who was excluded, wanted to find a companion in the old mansion.
But the problem was … Wei Jing did not want to be this companion!
Wei Min was on the opposing side of his big brother. Wei Jing, on the other hand, would always be on Wei Zhe's side from now on.
Wei Zhe was from the junior high school and was slightly further away from the school gate than the primary school. Thus, when he got into the car, he saw this scene. His cute little brother was being questioned by an annoying person. Although he was obviously reluctant, he had to answer out of courtesy.
"Drive." The moment the teenager spoke, Wei Min immediately fell silent.
He was just sitting there, but it was impossible to ignore him. His aura was awe-inspiring and as cold as ice. His eyes were full of maturity and wisdom that did not match his age. At the same time, it made people feel intimidated, but at the same time, they could not help but have a deep longing for him.
For example, right now, Wei Jing was looking at his big brother with starry eyes. Wow! His big brother was so handsome! He was definitely a domineering CEO.
Wei Zhe enjoyed the other party's gaze. His palm, which was bigger than a child's, moved along the smooth leather seat and squeezed the other party's hand. Wei Jing's hand was very beautiful. His five fingers were long and slender. Because he had lived outside for a while, his palm was not very fleshy. It was all bones when he pinched it.
Wei Zhe used his index finger to scratch the other party's palm. Although he was scolding him, his eyes were full of affection. "Look at you. How thin are you now? When we get home, I'll ask the kitchen to make you a bowl of pork rib soup. "
Wei Jing covered his mouth with his other free hand, but he could not help but laugh. "Stop moving. It's so itchy … itchy … haha …"
"You can't stand it anymore?" Wei Zhe raised his eyebrows and revealed a faint smirk. He suddenly grabbed the child's soft waist and made the other party laugh. Then, he reluctantly withdrew his hand. "So sensitive."
He would only do such a childish thing when the other party was Wei Jing.
Wei Min, who was being ostracized and lonely, had a hint of resentment and jealousy in his eyes. Damn it, he also wanted that position.
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