You are like the warm sun

Chapter 12 I have no home anymore

In this life, she didn't want him to make the same mistake again.

She felt that he would commit suicide by cutting his wrists at home, not just because of Liu Yong and Li Shiwen...

Shao Zhouci was stunned when he heard her answer, and then he was inexplicably annoyed. He turned his head away, his eyebrows lowered, and the lines of his jaw were exquisite and beautiful.

"You're wrong. I'm in a good mood."

Tang Wan felt that if he didn't say this with such a stern, world-weary look on his face, it might be more credible.

After thinking for a while, she gave him some spiritual chicken soup: "Shao Zhouci, you have to believe that the world is still very beautiful."

She walked towards him, her voice clear and pleasant to the ears.

The young man put one hand in his pocket, his eyes dark.

He didn't refute, but just pursed his lips in self-mockery.

There may be beautiful things in the world, but what does that have to do with him?

For a dark and dirty person like him, the word "beautiful" has never been associated with him.

Even he hates himself.

Shao Zhouci turned around and looked at the girl behind him with a gloomy look in his eyes: "Don't follow me anymore."

Tang Wan didn't care about his cold attitude and said in a soft voice, "Shao Zhouci, I have no home. Can you take me in?"

Such unrestrained and bold words came out of the mouth of a girl. Several students passing by were stunned and couldn't help but secretly look at the two of them.

"We are not familiar with each other," the handsome boy said indifferently, turned around and walked forward.

The girl quickly followed him and said, "You'll become familiar with each other if you spend more time together."

Passersby were stunned.

Wow~ The beautiful girl boldly proposed, and the handsome guy coldly rejected her.

It's quite exciting.

Tang Wan followed Shao Zhouci all the way to the downstairs of his house.

He lived in an old residential area about a kilometer from the school. The houses were only five stories high, the paint on the exterior walls was mottled and dim, there were many wires connecting the buildings, and the ground in the alley was uneven. It was a messy yet bustling place.

Shao Zhouci lives on the second floor.

Standing at the door of Room 201, he took out the key to open the door. Before entering, he glanced indifferently at the slender girl and did not invite her to sit in his house.

Only when the door closed again did Tang Wan step onto the last three steps.

Standing at his door, she lowered her eyes helplessly, and a soft murmur dissipated in the corridor.

"Shao Zhouci, I really have no home..."

Returning to his cold, dark home, Shao Zhouci threw his schoolbag on the floor and then habitually lay down on the sofa. The curtains on every window in the house were closed, blocking out the light from outside. In this quiet and silent house, he finally felt a sense of security.

There was no movement at the door, she should have gone back...

The young man leaned on the sofa, raised his hands to cover his eyebrows and eyes, and pursed his thin, bright red lips.

He didn't know how long it took, so long that the room went from dim to completely dark, before he opened his eyes, got up, and went to the refrigerator to get a glass of ice cola.

The coldness entering the throat can make people wake up instantly and also make the stomach churn.

Shao Zhouci drank a can of Coke without changing his expression.

At this moment, a clear cell phone ringtone rang in the room.

He raised his eyes, looked around slowly, and finally followed the light and found his cell phone in the gap between the sofa.

The screen displayed the incoming call number, with no notes, but when he saw the number, his eyes suddenly froze. The screen's bright light reflected his pale face, flickering.

After half a minute of ringing, he slowly answered the phone.

"Hello, Aci?"

The female voice coming from the phone was distant yet familiar.

After two seconds of silence, he pursed his lips and a "hmm" came out of his throat.

(End of this chapter)