After saying Bai Quzhi, she closed her mouth tightly, instinctively feeling that the atmosphere is not suitable for talking.

He originally thought that Mo Li didn't do anything to Xu Jia today, and his temper was better than expected, but he didn't expect to be so irritable.

"Where is Xu Jia now?" Mo Li regretted it, he should have broken Xu Jia's neck today and fed his corpse to the dog.

Frightened by Mo Li's wild beast-like eyes, Bai Quzhi clutched his sleeves tightly and replied subconsciously, "Xu Jia usually spends noon at an Internet cafe..."

Mo Li looked at him again and asked, "Which Internet cafe?"

This look is not very fierce, but it makes people feel frightened.

Bai Quzhi looked down at his toes, his expression was a little dull, although he was afraid, he still tried hard:

"Mo Li, listen to me, you just turned around so you don't know. Xu Jia's father is much more powerful than you can understand. He knows many businessmen in H City. The last time you smashed him with a book was because he didn't care about you, and if you wanted to hit him again, you'd get into a lot of trouble."

He looked at Mo Li cautiously, seeing that Mo Li's expression did not change, and said:

"...you are so angry, did you know Baicheng before?"

When she heard Baicheng's name, Mo Li's eyes moved slightly. Although his expression was still not very good-looking, the anger in his eyes was slightly dissipated.

This name works better than any tranquilizer.

He lowered his eyes and snorted lightly. He did not answer Bai Quzhi's question, but calmed down and changed his words:

"I didn't intend to trouble Xu Jia."

Bai Quzhi had a look of disbelief.

Just as Mo Li just said he wanted to screw Xu Jia's head off, he would believe it.

And Mo Li already knew what he wanted to know at this moment, his heart was up and down, the only thing he wanted to do in his mind was to find Baicheng.

I didn't intend to continue to waste time on Bai Quzhi. Just in front of the canteen next to the school gate, I bought a bottle of drinks for Bai Quzhi.

"Thank you for telling me this." He thanked him gently.

"You're welcome!" Bai Quzhi was not hypocritical, took it over and laughed, his throat was indeed a little dry after talking so much.

While drinking water, he quietly looked at Mo Li, who turned around to pay, and he couldn't help feeling that the people from this big city were different. They were polite and easy to get along with.

If you think about his attitude towards Baicheng, he should be a person with a special sense of justice.

Thinking of this, Bai Quzhi, who was bought by a bottle of water, has a sharp rise in his favorability towards Mo Li, and he vigorously promoted himself: "You can listen to anything else you want. Come to me, no one in the class likes to listen to me, I'm glad you can listen to me."

"Okay." Mo Li nodded, his gentle attitude was completely different from just now, but no one saw the irritability and impatience hidden in his eyes.

Sending Bai Quzhi back to the classroom for lunch break, Mo Li ran directly to the rooftop.

Sure enough, I saw Baicheng on the rooftop.

Bai Cheng is closing his eyes and leaning in front of the guardrail, his body is warmly covered with sunlight, the corners of his mouth are raised slightly comfortably, and his small expression of contentment softens his always alienated and cold face.

I can't imagine that such Baicheng has experienced what Bai Quzhi just said.

Mo Li couldn't help thinking that when he first met Baicheng, Baicheng didn't know his identity, thought he was here to buy a TV, and sold him a TV with a smile on his face, a unique The refreshing tone is very comfortable to listen to.

He thought at the time, how can this man look so good when he smiles, and his voice is also good.

Later he learned that Baicheng has no high education, no money, no family, no worries and nothing.

However, this can never be seen from Baicheng, his eyes are always drowning in the stars and the warm sun.

It was the same Baicheng that pulled him out of the abyss.

Mo Li's heart that had been up and down the moment he saw Baicheng calmed down.

Watching the person walking by vigilantly, because the sun was a little dazzling, Bai Cheng couldn't see the other person's face for a while.

It wasn't until Murray sat directly next to him cheekily that he realized it was this guy again.

I irritably closed my eyes and thought I didn't see it, wishing I could write the words "stay away from me" directly on my face.

It's a pity that Mo Ligai's eyes were definitely not bright when he was blind, and he moved to Baicheng's side.

Baicheng couldn't bear it anymore, he opened his eyes and stared at him: "Do you have to sit here on such a big roof?"

"Can't you sit here?" Mo Li was surprised, touched the guardrail at the back and the ground, wondering: "Are the guardrails all good?"

Did he mean that!

Bai Cheng frowned, staring at Mo Li but couldn't say anything serious.

Seeing that Baicheng was unhappy to go elsewhere, Mo Li smiled before he got up, and suddenly said, "What do you want for lunch tomorrow?"

Wen Yan Baicheng refused directly, "You don't have to do anything more."

He didn't want to owe Mo Li any more.

Who knew that Mo Li didn’t hear it again, “How about sweet and sour pork loin and stir-fried lettuce as side dishes?”

"You—"

"The sauce is sweet and sour, and the tenderloin is the freshest and softest. As for the lettuce, it is refreshing. The chewing is crisp and crisp, and it can also dissolve the sweetness of the tenderloin." Hearing the most demagogic voice beside Bai Cheng, it was as vivid as if he was actually cooking food.

These are all Baicheng's favorite foods, and they are also the least resistant in Baicheng.

Sure enough, Bai Cheng swallowed subconsciously, turned his head awkwardly and said, "It sounds pretty good..."

"No!" He suddenly frowned and looked back at Mo Li and said, "I said I don't eat it!"

Mo Li ignored this sentence directly and asked with a smile: "Then do you want to come to my house and do it with me?"

"If you don't go, I won't go." Bai Cheng was a little desperate, and didn't understand why he and Mo Li were talking like chickens and ducks.

Who knew that Mo Li thought about it after hearing this, and said solemnly: "Then if I go to your house, it's the same."

White City: "…"

His house?

The smile on his lips was a little more bitter. He ignored the coolness in his heart and lowered his eyes: "No."

"It doesn't work either." Mo Li murmured in a low voice, lying on the roof helplessly, and finally stopped talking.

But in the bottom of my heart, I was thinking about how to get Baicheng to agree to go to his house.

At first he thought that Baicheng didn't want to go to school just because of economic problems, but now he sees that Baicheng's family also has big problems.

Considering that there was no relatives around Baicheng in the past life, something must have happened in between. Pre-research Du Jia

Only by understanding everything clearly can we help Baicheng.

Seeing that Mo Li stopped talking, Bai Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He touched the ground warmed by the sun, and used this warmth to make his cold body feel more comfortable.

Neither of them spoke anymore.

In the afternoon, the two returned to the classroom side by side, but Bai Cheng found a bunch of abusive words written on his desk, and even spilled dirty water.