Chapter 1: Warm Eyes Three

  Tang Sugar recognized him, he was the class monitor Gu Xiannian, a boy who seemed to have walked out of a comic book, elegant and refined, with a warm and elegant temperament like jade, fresh as an orchid after rain, and the male god in the hearts of all the girls in the class.

  Tang Sugar's heart skipped a few beats, and she felt inexplicably tense, her hands shaking violently as she tried to pick up the pen that had slipped from her grasp multiple times. Just as she was about to grab it for the nth time, the young man also reached out, their hands touching without warning. Tang Sugar felt like she'd been electrocuted and quickly withdrew her hand, her heart racing with a restless little rabbit inside. She suddenly stood up, causing the things she had just picked up to scatter all over the floor again.

  Tang Tang looked at the mess in a panic, her big eyes like those of a frightened sparrow, rolling around restlessly in their sockets. She felt hot all over, as if she was on fire. She glanced quickly at the young man, who seemed not to have noticed her predicament.

  It's better if you didn't notice.

  Tang Sugar suddenly withdrew her gaze, quickly squatted down, and hastily gathered the things on the ground into a heap. She randomly hugged them and stuffed them into her backpack, not caring about anything else. With her backpack on her back, she rushed towards the classroom door. Her heart felt sour and her eyes seemed to be scalded by something, with hot tears rolling around inside.

  She rushed downstairs like a madwoman, not wanting him to see her tearful and disheveled state.

  The world outside the classroom is stormy, as if it's going to turn the whole world upside down. School has been over for a long time, and there isn't a single person on the playground. The weather is bad, and almost no students are lingering around school.

  Just as Tang Sugar stepped out of the teaching building, a thunderbolt exploded above her head, and the sky seemed to shake. Then, the long-planned torrential rain poured down, and she finally burst into tears.

  Heavy rain pounded against her body, the fresh wounds stinging with pain as the rainwater stimulated them, but Tang Sugar felt an even sharper pain, a pain that cut like a knife.

  Looking back at the figure of a chubby girl named Tang Sugar who was silently watching her.

  She was a strange girl who always turned her face to one side when interacting with others, refusing to look directly at the other person's face or eyes, it was unclear whether she was shy or autistic.

  He didn't understand why her face suddenly turned red when she saw him, so red, like a piece of cloth, and was at a loss.

  He stared at her fleeing figure and couldn't help but smile lightly. Had he been too handsome, scaring her away?

  Inexplicable girl.

  Tang sugar ran wildly in the rain, not just afraid of getting wet and catching a cold. What she was more worried about was her grandmother, who might have another episode of madness with this sudden heavy rain.

  As expected, she saw from afar through the rain curtain that the gate of her grandmother's house was wide open, and everything old and broken in the yard was exposed to the sight of every passerby, only a full courtyard of green flowers and grass propped up a different landscape, making this dilapidated small yard have some courage to face the secular world.

  Although she was already panting, Tang sugar's footsteps didn't dare to slow down. The grievances and sadness in her heart had been replaced by worries about her grandmother's safety. Before entering the hospital gate, she anxiously shouted loudly: "Grandma! Grandma!"

  No one answered.

  Although it was expected, her heart still couldn't help but knot up tightly.

  She searched every room in vain, and Grandma was indeed not at home. With such a big rain, where did she go?

  Tang sugar wanted to cry but had no tears. She knew she couldn't just stand here waiting foolishly, her crazy grandmother wouldn't come back on her own, she must go find her!

  Tang Sugar turned around and rushed into the vast rain without looking back.

  As she passed by the roadside McDonald's, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in her line of sight. Tang sugar's heart skipped a beat as she quickly turned her head: it was her grandma!

  She saw her grandmother tightly hugging a beautiful aunt and refusing to let go, several people who seemed to be the aunt's companions were roughly prying open her grandmother's fingers with great force, while several shop assistants were helping to pull them apart.

  Grandma cried and shouted, her face covered with old tears, making Tang Sugar's heart ache as if someone was cutting her heart with a knife.

  She rushed in like a madman, shouting: "Don't bully my grandmother!" and desperately pushed away those who were pulling her grandmother.

  A tall uncle pressed her head down with one hand, making her unable to move, and said disdainfully: "Today is really unlucky, I just met an old madman, and now a little madman comes!"

  After venting, the uncle threw Tangtang out. Tangtang couldn't control her body and stumbled backward, continuously retreating until the back of her head heavily hit the wall. An indescribable, unbearable pain like an exploding atomic bomb detonated throughout her body. The immense pain caused her eyes to turn black, and before losing consciousness, she heard her grandmother's helpless and mournful cry: "Her head can't hit the wall!"

  After an unknown period of time, Tang Sugar felt a burning pain in her chest, and she struggled to open her eyes. A warm and jade-like face suddenly appeared in her line of sight.

  It's him!

  Tang Sugar suddenly and thoroughly woke up from the chaos, was she dreaming? She didn't dare to believe it, shook her head hard, looked again, this time more clearly saw that it was really him, staring at herself with a sympathetic face.

  However, for some unknown reason, Tang Sugar felt that her self-esteem had been boiled over. She suddenly got up from the ground, her head spinning, and almost fainted again. She bit her teeth to steady herself, quickly helped Grandma up, and pulled her out without a word, stumbling and staggering as they went.

  Grandma kept whispering in her ear: "You should thank that boy."

  Tang sugar was placed as if unheard, but it was the words of Du Juan behind her back that she heard clearly.

  "In the past, why did you have to interfere with other people's business?"

  "Looking so pitiful, don't even mention her, I'd take care of a stray dog too." The young man's tone was calm and composed, but it stirred up a stormy sea in Tang Sugar's heart.

  "Hello, so lovely!" The coquettish voice of Du Juan made Tang Sugar want to vomit. She didn't want to guess why they happened to appear here, she just wanted to leave this place that made her extremely embarrassed as soon as possible. She knew that at this moment, she must look very disheveled, and she didn't want to linger in front of him with such an appearance, nor did she want to be pitied by him!

  I am not a stray dog! Not!

  Although I am timid, I still have self-respect!

  "Wait!"

  Behind her was the gentle and pleasant voice of a young man, but Tang Sugar's footsteps didn't slow down at all, instead it was her grandmother who stopped in her tracks.

  Gu Xian ran to her front and blocked her, lightly panting, warm breath hitting Tang Sugar's face, her heart beating like a drum, holding Grandma's hand even tighter.

  The young man picked up one of her small, chilly hands and stuffed an umbrella into it without saying a word before leaving.

  Tang sugar never looked at him from start to finish, she held up her umbrella and led her grandmother into the heavy rain, tears falling like rain.

  He watched her back disappear into the hazy rain, looked down at the hand that had just held hers, which was as soft as boneless, and a strange feeling flashed through his heart, but it disappeared in an instant.

  However, he didn't know that his warm and gentle gaze had left a deep impression on a young girl's heart, one that could never be erased.