MTL - The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers-Chapter 12 scare off the rice cake

Xia Zhinian took a step back subconsciously, her almond eyes widened, and she nervously clenched her fingers, her palms wet.

Chu Qingjian stood on one side and watched for a long time, and when she saw this, she took a step forward and stood in front of Xia Zhinian, "Enough is enough."

Yan Ci looked at him for a while, then looked at Xia Zhinian who was behind her lips tightly pressed together, after a moment, he let out a low sigh, and turned back to the classroom.

The two of them followed in. The door of the classroom was only ajar just now, and there was no sound insulation. The class was very solemn. From time to time, a few pairs of eyes turned their heads and looked curiously at the last row.

It wasn't until he returned to Xia's house and completely out of everyone's sight that Xia Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief.

He was careless.

This world is different from the original text, not only the emotional lines, but also the protagonists themselves.

In the original text, Chu Qingjian is warm and cheerful, cheerful and loves to laugh, but in reality, Chu Qingjian is more like a cool second-year boy with a strange brain circuit.

There is no problem with Yan Ci's skin being white and black, but on the one hand, he is eccentrically afraid of the dark, and on the other hand...he himself is more vicious than the protagonist Shou in the original text.

He was vaguely aware of this when he was knocked out in the cellar, but he didn't think about it deeply. In order to promote the plot, sometimes he couldn't completely maintain the original owner's character design, and he didn't deliberately correct it.

Thinking about it now, Yan Ci was so smart, he would definitely not be without doubts. Just like the look Yan Ci gave when he mentioned drug allergies today.

With thinking and looking.

...Recently, I can't get in touch with Yan Ci any more.

Xia Zhinian clenched his fists, and the phone in his pocket suddenly rang twice to remind him of a message.

He opened it, and there were two non-friend messages—

[YC]: Attempt to skip class, classmate Xia will be responsible for hygiene in class tomorrow.

[YC]: Also, Xia, don’t forget the school uniform jacket and presents you owe me. cat probe.jpg

At the bottom is a line of small words "YC found you through group chat contacts", followed by a friend request.

He didn't reply, ignored the application, turned off the phone screen, rubbed his head, and sighed listlessly.

Early the next morning, Xia Zhinian came out of the school's logistics office with a bag in his hand, and frowned as he looked at the three-digit balance on his mobile phone.

It was still early, and the moment he opened the door, he saw someone sitting in the quiet classroom early in the morning.

With a slender figure, he sat on the seat a little casually, and was brushing the papers in a leisurely manner.

Yan Ci raised his head in response, his expression was the same as usual, and the corners of his lips were raised, "It's good morning, Classmate Xia."

As expected of black sesame glutinous rice balls, it will be like a normal person in one night.

Xia Zhinian pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, did not speak, passed the aisle between his and Yan Ci's seats, and put the packing bag in his hand on the corner of his desk.

"School uniforms and gifts are all here."

The school uniform jacket is underneath, and a smaller and exquisite packing box is placed on it.

Yan Ci glanced at it, and said slowly: "Student Xia didn't run away from the shopping mall last night, but the logistics office this morning."

Xia Zhinian nodded, he bought a brand-name fountain pen with exquisite packaging for giving away, and went to the logistics to buy a new school uniform, and planned to put it on Yanci's desk, so as to save him trouble.

I just didn't expect Yan Ci to come so early.

He stepped forward, not planning to communicate with Yan Ci more.

Yan Ci watched him without squinting, his long eyelashes drooped, and he subconsciously reached out to grab his wrist.

"Student Xia."

Xia Zhinian's pupils shrank, his body's instincts were faster than his consciousness, his arms shrank back, and he stepped back twice, "You...what are you doing?"

Yan Ci stared at him, retracted his hand, his expression was gentle, and his voice softened a bit.

"Did it scare you yesterday?"

He was a little angry yesterday.

Eight out of ten sentences that Xiao Xiao Xia said were all about Chu Qingjian, and Chu Qingjian wanted to put the matter of skipping class on his own, and he insisted on going out together.

It's really upsetting.

Xia Zhinian's almond eyes were vigilant, and it was a little strange. He didn't know why Yan Ci suddenly said this, so he pretended to be stupid and didn't want to say anything more, "No, what are you talking about."

He walked past Yan Ci's seat, returned to his seat and put down his schoolbag, then walked to the podium from the other side of the aisle, picked up an eraser, and tiptoed to erase the writing on it.

Yan Ci watched his figure from behind, the young man raised his arms, and his thin waist stretched out a slender and beautiful arc.

He explained: "Yesterday Zou Ziqian was sent to the hospital. Our class meeting is the school's main focus, and there is no shortage of people, so we arrested you...and Chu Qingjian."

Xia Zhinian didn't reply, obviously he didn't want to talk to him.

Yan Ci tapped lazily on the table with his fingertips, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

…Oops, it scares people away.

Xia Zhinian doesn't want to have too much contact with the protagonist Shou, but Yan Ci seems to have glued him on his body in the past few days, somehow he's everywhere.

In the morning, Yan Ci tapped his desktop with a pen, "Student Xia, homework."

Student Xia had a headache, "I didn't write it down."

Yan Ci's voice was gentle and considerate, "Can't you do it?"

He took down his exercise booklet from the top and put it on Xia Zhinian's desk, "Copy it again, Lao Qin said you can copy whatever you want."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Without hesitation, Xia Zhinian handed this exercise booklet, which can be called an answer template, to Chu Qingjian who had just entered the classroom... Then Yan Ci shivered when he read it.

He quietly shrank back into the distance, looking up at Yan Ci's expression. After a long time, I got a gentle smile from the other party.

In the social practice class, all the second class went to water the botanical garden. In order to deepen his gloomy impression in everyone's mind, Xia Zhinian followed Chu Qingjian closely behind three meters away in public.

When Chu Qingjian turned his head, he hid behind the tree. If Chu Qingjian didn't turn his head, he poked out a furry head from the back door of the experiment and stared at Chu Qingjian without blinking.

But I don't know if he is dazzled or crazy, he cats behind the tree for a while, and then comes out, just now the protagonist's attacking position has changed from a living person to a protagonist's shou?

... After that, he searched around but couldn't find Chu Qingjian.

Xia Zhinian sighed, feeling that Gongshou's emotional line was really motionless. Obviously a bamboo horse, a bamboo horse, but it seems that there is no daily communication at all.

Zou Ziqian's allergies are almost healed, so at lunch time, let the students in the class go to his barbecue restaurant for dinner.

Xia Zhinian didn't want to go at first, but the protagonist Gong agreed, so he, a stalker, naturally had to agree. As a result, as soon as he arrived here, Chu Qingjian received a call from Chu's father and was temporarily picked up by the driver.

Zou Ziqian's mother brought him a large plate of barbecue, which was covered with thick powder, and the fine chili powder rubbed against the tip of his tongue, instantly attacking his taste buds.

He couldn't hold back, and finished eating slowly.

In math class, Xia Zhinian had a round belly, and was lying on the table with her lips pursed. Lao Qin stood on it and explained the homework left last night. He glanced over and sighed slowly.

"Xiao Xia, you didn't do any homework last night, why are you still so sleepy in class during the day?"

"Young people must be energetic, hurry, hurry up, Xiaoxia sit up."

Xiao Xia: "..."

Xiao Xia sat up straight, stepped on the front bar of the stool with both feet, clutched her stomach and was listless, and the hair on the top of her head was twitching listlessly.

Yan Ci glanced back at him, his eyes swept over his slightly pale lips, and then looked back at Lao Qin.

"Teacher, Zou Ziqian will come tomorrow. I'll sit with him first, so that I can take classmate Xia to study."

Xia Zhinian: "??!"

"No-"

Before he could make a weak voice, Lao Qin happily slapped the table to interrupt him, "Okay, okay, the teacher knows you are in charge, go quickly."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

Xia Zhinian looked at Yan Ci who came over with his homework expressionlessly, and turned his head to the side, not wanting to communicate with the unscrupulous protagonist Shou.

Recently, because of Yan Ci, he has to be reprimanded by Lao Qin from time to time, and he really doesn't know what the protagonist is going to do.

There were people around quietly looking over here, but Yan Ci ignored it, sat down casually, and turned to Xia Zhinian, "Student Xia is not feeling well?"

Classmate Xia stepped on the stool, hugged her knees, curled up into a white and tender ball, and didn't even give a glance.

The corners of Yan Ci's lips raised to an arc, and his voice was gentle, "Couldn't Student Xia hear my voice?"

Xia Zhinian ignored him, Yan Ci smiled, "That's fine, I hope that student Xia won't hear it all the time."

He turned slightly sideways, facing Xia Zhinian, caught off guard and stretched out his hand to grab his arm. The distance was too close, Xia Zhinian suddenly moved his hands to the other side, and looked at Yan Ci unhappily, "What are you doing?"

Yan Ci frowned and smiled lightly, "Didn't you ignore me, can you hear me again?"

Xia Zhinian pursed his mouth, it doesn't matter if he ignores it, it's only useful if the protagonist attacks and accepts the protagonist.

He raised his head and glanced in the direction of Chu Qingjian. Chu Qingjian was secretly playing with his mobile phone under the table, so fascinated that he didn't pay attention to Yan Ci's movements at all.

Xia Zhinian: "..." My heart is tired.

Yan Ci easily found that he was staring at Chu Qingjian, the smile on his lips faded a little, the tip of his tongue brushed against his teeth, he suddenly grabbed Xia Zhinian's arm through his sleeve, and pulled him closer.

Xia Zhinian tilted her body, covering her stomach with her hands, and suddenly frowned.

A sharp pain rushed into his brain suddenly, and his stomach seemed to be twisting and rolling in his body. The severe pain made his ears buzz, and there were bursts of piercing tinnitus.

"Student Xia." Yan Ci supported his arm with his hands, didn't touch anyone, only supported him through his clothes, and called again without getting a response, "Student Xia?"

It took Xia Zhinian a while to regain his senses, his brows were slightly frowned, his lips were pale, he glanced at the end of his eyes, and asked in a very soft voice, "What's wrong?"

He didn't catch it.

"You don't feel well, your stomach hurts?" Yan Ci's eyes stayed on his abdomen, the hand holding his arm tightened, and his voice softened a little, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No."

Xia Zhinian's voice was soft, with no vitality at all, looking very pitiful, trying to free his arm from Yan Ci's restraint.

He had no strength, his movements were slow and light, like a kitten flopping about, but his face turned paler.

Yan Ci frowned slightly, the thin scars at the end of his eyes were flattened, he still supported him without letting go, and said softly, "Then go to the infirmary?"

He paused for a moment, his clear voice was slightly deep, meaning unclear, "If you don't want me to go...Let Chu Qingjian send you?"

Xia Zhinian was still shaking his head, biting his lip, the sharp pain in his abdomen rushed into his nerves, a few traces of cold sweat ooze from his forehead, he struggled with his arm, and said weakly, "No, let me go."

"Student Xia."

Yan Ci lowered his eyes and looked at him for a while, the usual smile disappeared from the corner of his lips, his eyes were slightly cold, and his lips curled up slightly for a moment, "...that's fine."

Since you are disobedient, there is no need to waste your time talking.

Just do it.