The Paranoid Protagonist is Addicted To My Stickers

Xia Zhinian was surprised, "Huh?"

Yan Ci lowered his eyebrows and asked, "That group of people often blackmail you?"

Xia Zhinian looked back at him in surprise.

The protagonist shou found out so quickly?

He also just remembered.

Although he has the memories of the original owner, those memories are more like watching a large section of video, and sometimes he has to meet related people or things before he can remember which section it is.

When he bought gifts for Yan Ci before, and when he asked someone to write a self-criticism in imitation handwriting yesterday, he felt something was wrong when he looked at the bank balance.

After all, the Xia family is also a wealthy family, so it is impossible not to give the child pocket money, but all the cards of the original owner only add up to more than 500.

I didn't understand at first, but I just remembered when I met those gangsters today.

The original owner has been blackmailed by this group of people. He has been entangled since he was in the orphanage. After returning to Xia's house, he has more money, and these people have gotten worse.

But the original owner had the guts to trouble Yan Ci, but didn't have the guts to call the police.

Give the money out every time.

"Hiss, it hurts." Xia Zhinian felt a pain in his waist, he trembled unconsciously, his waist tightened, "Can I wipe it myself?"

Yan Ci held him down, his voice was cool, "Don't move, now you know how to hide, why didn't you hide when you hit you."

Xia Zhinian snorted, "If I can hide, I will definitely hide."

Seeing that he was still in high spirits, Yan Ci twitched the corners of his mouth, and returned the words to him with a cool smile, "If you can reach it, you just came by yourself."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

The boy's skin was porcelain white, and the clusters of terrifying bruises became more eye-catching, and the uneasiness in Yan Ci's heart became more and more concentrated.

His special medicine, his rice cake ball.

He touched it carefully, but was beaten by others.

Yan Ci's movements were still very light, but his eyes darkened, the smile on his lips disappeared, his face was expressionless, and there was a bitter chill all over his body.

Xia Zhinian was keenly aware of Yan Ci's displeasure, turned her head and glanced carefully, feeling a little inexplicable in her heart, she still kept her voice silent and did not touch the protagonist's bad luck.

Xia Zhinian returned to the classroom, put the review on Lao Qin's desk, found Zhao Jinjin, and told her not to say that she met him today.

"Xia Zhinian" is a villain, how can a villain save people.

but…

Zhao Jinjin was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "But when I came, I met Teacher Qin. He saw that I was restless, and asked me if I was in trouble, so I told him."

"Except Teacher Qin, I didn't tell anyone else."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

"Knock knock."

Said that Cao Cao arrived, the classroom door was knocked, and someone shouted at the door, "Xia Zhinian, Lao Qin is looking for you."

He pursed his lips and entered the teacher's office again.

Just as Lao Qin sat down, there was a slender and gentle figure standing beside the desk, looking down at something.

Yan Ci raised his head and looked at the boy with round almond eyes. His expression had returned to normal, and he smiled gently at him, "Student Xia handed in the self-criticism, but still didn't hand in the homework. It seems that I was not dedicated enough, my fault."

Xia Zhinian: "..."

He was bald, turned to Lao Qin decisively, and said earnestly, "Teacher, I think it's too late for Yan Ci to tutor me—"

"Xiao Xia, let's not talk about studying first."

Lao Qin stood up and looked at him worriedly, patrolled up and down, showing worry, "The three little **** across the way, did you get hurt when you saved someone, the school hospital has limited inspection equipment, why don't you ask for leave to go to the hospital to have a look."

Xia Zhinian shook his head, caught a glimpse of a big bag of sugar on the teacher's desk, paused for two seconds, "Thank you teacher, I'm fine."

Yan Ci's smile faded a little, and his black eyes stared at him with unknown meaning.

Lao Qin followed Xia Zhinian's eyes and saw Tang, his round face raised a smile, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"Want to eat candy? If you still remember to eat it at this time, it shouldn't be a big problem."

He reached out and grabbed a handful for each of them. Xia Zhinian's almond eyes curled up, and the corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably, "Thank you, teacher."

Lao Qin instructed a few words not to be reckless when encountering such a situation, and said that if you feel unwell, you should go to the hospital as soon as possible, waiting for a little time before the class bell, and smiled kindly, "It's all right, let's all go back."

Xia Zhinian was still holding the candy in both hands, standing still, "Mr. Qin, I want to cancel the support with Yan Ci—"

"Ding Ling Ling Ling!"

The class bell rang suddenly, and Lao Qin smiled, "Okay Xiao Xia, the teacher will think about it, you go back to class first, don't worry."

Xiao Xia: "..."

Yan Ci smiled lightly, seeing Xiao Xia's hairy head and a little itchy heart, he stretched out his hand unconsciously and rubbed it.

Xia Zhinian's eyes widened, and he stepped back subconsciously, "Don't touch—"

His arm was suddenly pulled, and he paused slightly.

He was still holding the candy in his hand, and his hands were together, unable to move around. Yan Ci easily grabbed him, poured all the candy in his hand into his palm, and piled it into a small candy pile.

Yan Ci's cold white fingertips flattened the bulging little tip, and seeing his almond eyes wide open, his appearance was obedient and soft, and he was a little dazed, the corners of his lips curled up.

"I've already touched it. This is an apology, and it's all yours."

"..." Xia Zhinian blinked, her curled eyelashes drooped, her eyes fell on the colorful fruit candy in her palm, she was silent for a while, with a sullen expression and said nothing.

...Okay, it doesn't seem like a loss.

Lao Qin watched the two leave with a smile.

The unsuspecting class two students were hit again. Their beloved and dear monitor, who was late with Xia Xiao's mental illness, even held the door for him to let him in.

And Xia Zhinian, who was always gloomy, actually held a bunch of colorful candies in his hand?

Her soft hair rested on her forehead, her almond eyes stared carefully, her lips were slightly pursed, and she looked indescribably cute.

Xia Zhinian stuffed a piece of candy in his mouth, happily playing with his phone secretly under the table.

A slight vibration sounded, and a text message from a stranger popped up on the top.

He opened it, and the content was a few short lines—

[Xia Zhinian, if you don't want to die, you **** bring money to the deserted building in the southeast corner of the school tonight!

My buddies injured you, you should pay off the medical bills, it’s okay to talk about it, otherwise you’re **** dead! 】

Xia Zhinian rubbed the knuckle of his index finger with the thumb of his left hand, bit it and then let go, tilting his head.

This paragraph was not written in the original text. As the villain in the cookie, the original owner’s role was limited to pushing the protagonist to attack and suffer feelings. There was not much writing on other aspects, but the original owner’s memory was indeed blackmailed for a long time.

He remembered Yan Ci asking him if he wanted to avenge him, paused for a while, put it to the back of his mind, and typed back.

After school, Xia Zhinian stood in front of the abandoned building and looked up. It was supposed to be a residential school district building, but half of the building was completed and the developer ran away with the money, so the building has been abandoned here.

He stepped in, and there were messy footprints in the empty corridor, the echo was clear, and the windows without glass let in the wind.

Looks like a good place for illegal business.

Xia Zhinian glanced around, touched the things in his pocket, and raised his legs up to the third floor.

The extortion has never been exposed, which shows that the original owner has always been asking for money. Since he wanted to follow the original protagonist's character, he naturally had to follow suit, but he beat someone in the morning, so it might be difficult to deal with it.

Xia Zhinian found the designated empty room, pursed her lips tightly, and stood by the door looking carefully.

"anyone there?"

...how so quiet.

There was silence behind him, and there was no wind at all. There was a thump in his heart, his feet faltered, and he took a half step back, but suddenly—

"Bang" a loud noise.

The door was slammed shut fiercely, and he leaned down with a terrifying force behind him, clasping his shoulders and pushing hard against the wall.