Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Chapter 1833 Garlic Scrambled Eggs

"Co-author, should I be born to revolve around you?"

Chu Boyang picked the dishes on the plate and said lightly; "Compared to before."

"Well. After reading so many books, you should also know what self-knowledge is. I know that I have a lot of eyes, and someday I did something that can't be seen on the table to dirty your eyes. But more importantly, I am It’s not great, but I still really hate when people say I’m wrong, even if it’s true.”

"I leaned forward and let others say something like my shamelessness behind my back. I don't want to hear it."

Chu Boyang watched her put the onion in the dish aside, with obvious disgust on his expression.

Slightly pulled his lips, "Aren't you the least concerned about these things?"

"So I deserve to be judged by others?" Ji Fengmian suddenly lost his appetite, and stuffed a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth in one breath, "Who is not a person anymore? I don't care, so anyone can feel free , unscrupulously hang something on me, right?"

Chu Boyang looked at her lightly, "You can refute." He slowly put a mouthful of rice into his mouth, "It's because you feel wronged by what I said to you in the handicraft class last time. If it wasn't for you, You can explain, or prove your innocence..."

Ji Fengmian moved a little fast, and finished eating all the dishes on the dinner plate in a short while, except for the onions piled in the corner.

"No need!" She put her chopsticks on the table with a little strength, "Since I have been so unbearable in the eyes of all of you, if I prove it once, I may have to prove it a second time. Who will I prove my innocence to? They ? Or you? Which one of you deserves it?"

Chu Boyang's black and white eyes cast a shadow.

"It seems that you are really wronged."

Ji Fengmian stared at him for a while, then stood up suddenly.

"You're right, I'm not a saint either. It's really aggrieved to bear this kind of unreasonable nonsense for no reason."

Chu Boyang finished his last bite of food, "So, this is also a reason for you to prove your innocence."

"Not enough!" Ji Fengmian raised her chin, looked down at Chu Boyang, and smiled coldly, "They put a hat on me for no reason, how can it be so simple to prove my innocence?"

She picked up the dinner plate and pushed the chair away, "They made me feel wronged, and I should make them feel more wronged than me. I have to thank you today, and I suddenly realized that I still have a bit of a bad taste. It can't be more fun than revenge. "

"So, it's best to be careful. Don't think that I'm just talking about it so simple. I have a lot of thoughts. I don't let it have any use. I'm really sorry for it."

The whole cafeteria fell silent at this moment.

All the children looked at Ji Fengmian with doubts, disgust, and timidity in their eyes.

Part of the reason why Ji Fengmian didn't have many people around her was that she was indeed scary.

Chu Boyang raised his eyes and looked at her, "I don't care about other people's suspicions, why did you react so strongly after I told you?"

Ji Fengmian froze for a moment, her hand holding the dinner plate tightened.

She was silent for a while, stared straight into his eyes, and said frankly:

"Because I think reading so many books can't make up for your dog-gnawed brain. It's a bit sad! After all, I'm an old acquaintance with you, and now I find that I've read you wrong from beginning to end. It really feels like a waste." emotion!"

Chu Boyang looked up at her, and finally saw some emotion on his usual expressionless face.

It was clearly not a mature face at all, but the anger was full of tension.

Ji Fengmian suddenly felt happy in his heart, it was nothing, it was more gratifying than poking Chu Boyang's pain point.

Seeing that something was wrong here, Ji Qing got up and walked towards them with a worried face.

"Sister Sleep..."

"You stop."

Ji Fengmian interrupted her in a cold voice, gave her a cold look, picked up the dinner plates and piled them to the recycling corner.

Walked out of the cafeteria.

She looked like she was going to do something.

Chu Boyang stood up with a frown, and followed with a sullen face.

The people in the cafeteria looked at each other in blank dismay, and then followed them out belatedly.

When they went out, Ji Fengmian was at the flowerbed, bent over, and pulled out the few lilies that had survived a few days ago, one by one.

In front of everyone, including Chu Boyang and Ji Qing.

She even threw those flowers in front of Ji Qing.

Staring at the red-eyed, trembling Ji Qing, she said coldly:

"Don't you like it? Take it away, I'll give it to you, and you can stay as long as you want."

There was unavoidable criticism from the children around.

Ji Fengmian still looked at Ji Qing coldly, "Ignorant and self-righteous, I really hate you."

Ignoring the discussions around her, she continued: "I really don't understand why I hate someone. Why should I hide it? I hate you, so naturally I want you to know, otherwise what's the point of me hating you?"

As she said, she raised her chin towards the few flowers under Ji Qing's feet, "If you hate you, you just hate you. If you pull it out, you will pull it out. I don't need to do these things behind my back."

Turning her eyes, she looked at Chu Boyang at the side, with a sarcastic expression on her face, "I don't have that much thought to play with you guys. It's not worthy or worth it. I do it clearly, and others will think it's me and say I'm A few words of no, I don’t feel wronged when I suffer. I do it secretly, and others think it’s me. In the end, I have to bear the reputation of a sinister villain who dares to do things. The farthest circle, the biggest insult , Am I crazy or stupid? What are you trying to figure out?"

Most of the others didn't understand what Ji Fengmian's words meant.

But Chu Boyang suddenly changed his expression.

Go around the farthest circle, suffer the biggest insult, what do you want?

indeed.

Ji Fengmian has never been a naive and stupid person, she really shouldn't do such a thankless thing.

Ji Qing bent over and picked up those few flowers, and the surrounding students surrounded them.

Ji Fengmian looked at the densely packed crowd with cold eyes, still sarcastic.

It was not a small matter, which attracted the dean.

The children were still talking about Ji Fengmian pulling out all the flowers in the flower bed.

The dean was a little angry, "I never said from the beginning to the end that classmate Ji Fengmian did it. You have no evidence, and it is very irresponsible to wrong others like this, you know? If you didn't do it yourself Don’t you also feel aggrieved by the fact that the things you have done have been recognized?”

There was a moment of silence.

"But we clearly saw that she used to go around the flower garden... Who else could it be if it wasn't her? How can such a beautiful flower be so cruel..."

The dean sighed, "Student Ji Fengmian didn't deliberately destroy those flowers. The reason why they bloom so beautifully from the beginning to the end is her greatest contribution, and she has been taking care of them. Therefore, it is impossible for her to destroy them." Yes. No one will easily destroy what they love."

There was an uproar.

"How is it possible? Those flowers are obviously Xiaoqing..."

"It's true that classmate Ji Qing planted the seeds, but if she was alone, there would be no such flourishing flowers in this jar..."

The children persisted, "Then she just pulled out those flowers. Even if it wasn't her, she deserved credit, but she destroyed something she loved..."

The dean shook his head helplessly, "Since she decided to destroy it, it means that she really feels...that there is no reason to continue loving those things, or...that they are not worthy of her love anymore."

Chu Boyang, who had been standing silently by the side, suddenly flashed his eyes, and looked up at Ji Fengmian, but she didn't give her any look.

The dean paused, looked at the teachers standing aside, and said, "In the afternoon class, let's tell the children how to cultivate lilies."

Several teachers nodded and agreed.

"I take a leave."

Ji Fengmian opened his mouth and patted the dirt on his hands, "Dean, Uncle Chu will take me out this afternoon."

The dean looked at her for a while, and then said: "Okay, anyway, you know a lot about cultivating lilies."

Ji Fengmian pursed her lips, "Please lend me the phone number from the dean."

"Go to my office."

"thanks."

Ji Fengmian thanked him, walked towards the office, and passed Chu Boyang expressionlessly.

Chu Boyang's fingers moved and lifted slightly, but Ji Fengmian had already walked away. "

Compared with other children in the orphanage, Ji Fengmian's life is relatively good.

Uncle Chu started to do some business in Pingcheng in recent years.

The business is not big, apart from giving some to the orphanage every year, it is even more unabashed for Ji Fengmian.

Although the dean was also puzzled that Uncle Chu could take her out of the orphanage, he never heard him mention it.

Selfishly, I also feel that it is better to keep it like this all the time, so that they can get an extra grant every year.

Sometimes Uncle Chu didn't attend Ji Fengmian's birthday, but every year on the day of the next month after his birthday, he would come to the orphanage to improve the food for the whole orphanage, each with a small delicate cake.

Needless to say, every child can eat delicious cakes, so they are naturally happy and lively.

This is enough.

Chu Boyang didn't show up again until the welfare home celebrated Ji Fengmian's birthday a few days later.

In the evening, play in the yard after dinner.

When it is digested after a meal.

Ji Fengmian was sitting by the flowerbed, holding a shovel in his hand.

There was dirt on the shovel, and so did she.

The somewhat whitish school uniform was clean, with the sleeves rolled up at the elbows, a slender white arm swaying, and the shovel followed.

Bored and lazy.

Chu Boyang sat beside her and handed her a paper package.

With her hands behind her back and her chin resting on her wrist, Ji Fengmian gave him a sideways look, but didn't answer.

"Happy birthday."

Ji Fengmian pursed her lips and turned her head to look at him slightly, "In terms of opportunism, you, Chu Boyang, are also very good at giving me a gift on my birthday? I should take it as an apology to curry favor with me. Or a birthday present?"

Chu Boyang raised his lips, "If it was a gift to please you, would you accept it? If not, it would be a birthday present."

Ji Fengmian sneered, clenched the shovel tightly, turned around and turned the soil in the flower bed loosely.

"Not accepted."

Chu Boyang stood up and squatted beside her, "I misunderstood you before, I am very guilty, and I also think it is necessary to make a solemn apology to you."

"Don't tell me how you are doing in front of me."

Ji Fengmian opened his mouth lightly, and slapped the clods that were dug out with the shovel.

"Don't say whether you feel guilty or not has nothing to do with me. On the contrary, I am very happy to hear that you are not feeling well."

Chu Boyang pursed his lips, "Yeah, I'm very uncomfortable...just be happy. Maybe you accepted my apology, and I might feel even more guilty for doubting such a kind and generous person like you back then. "

Ji Fengmian laughed.

Turning to look at him, staring at his face for a moment,

Those eyes were light and bright, and her emotions were light, and it was hard to see what she was thinking.

After a long time, she suddenly smiled.

Turn around and sit down, "Let's see what you sent."

She took the paper bag over.

Her attitude seemed to really not care.

This is... forgiving him?

Sitting side by side with her, I watched her open the paper bag, "I checked the lily seeds, the flowering period is six months, and there is still time to plant them now."

The smile on Ji Fengmian's face faded a bit, and she twisted a few seeds with her fingers, "Give me this?"

Chu Boyang nodded, "Didn't you cultivate those before? You should like them very much."

Ji Fengmian threw the seeds in his hand into a paper bag, "Ji Qing likes it better."

"She probably doesn't just like lilies."

Ji Fengmian was silent for a while, "Can you grow flowers?"

Chu Boyang pondered for a while, his expression was rarely uncertain.

"Last time I went to a class all afternoon, but I didn't practice it."

Ji Fengmian stuffed the paper bag into his hand.

Pointing to the adjacent flower bed, "I've given you that piece of land, you can plant it yourself."

Chu Boyang was puzzled, "Then what do you want to grow here?"

Ji Fengmian stared at the flower beds with loose soil in front of her eyes, and was silent for a few seconds, "It takes too long for a lily to fully bloom, two or three months, I don't have that much time and patience."

Chu Boyang looked at her, "It's not like I haven't done it before."

Ji Fengmian turned her head and looked at him indifferently, "Is it okay if I don't want to? What I have cultivated with all my heart and effort has finally become the favorite in the eyes of others? It's a bit disgusting to think about it."

Chu Boyang frowned.

Ji Fengmian turned her head and let out a sigh of relief, "Aren't you the apology gift you gave me? Can't you be a little sincere? It's wronged for you to plant it?"

These words are quite like Ji Fengmian's style.

Chu Boyang nodded, "Indeed, this is more sincere."

As he spoke, he took out a shovel from the side, walked to another flower bed, and began to loosen the soil.

"Remember, the flowers in this jar are specially planted by me to apologize to you."

Ji Fengmian nodded, "...I will remember."

"You haven't answered the question I just asked."

Chu Boyang asked.

"what?"

"What did you vacate that space for?"

Ji Fengmian didn't speak, and ran into the cafeteria, and when she came out again, she was holding a basin in her arms.

"The garlic has sprouted a bit, it's a pity to throw it away, just right, I want to eat scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts."

[It's impossible to talk about letting go, so don't worry about it. But, you should...see something, right? 】

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