Reborn As the Ex-wife of the Paranoid Male Lead

It has been raining a lot.

The city was shrouded in rain, and shabby alleys even started accumulating water. It was dark, every household was lit with warm yellow lamps, and there was smoke from food being cooked.
The dilapitated  alleys were flooded and from the faint light from the street lights, one can see trash cans, that were already full and several bags of garbage toppling over to the ground. The flooded water run along the alleys, and some of the things inside were washed out, which looked even more dirty and messy.

Occasionally, there will be a neighbor who is wearing a raincoat or riding a bicycle, that sees the drenched teenager stop and say a few words:

"Shen Cheng, school is over?"

"Your mother seems to have gone to the mahjong parlor to gamble for money again."

"Why isn't anyone picking you up?"

Shen Cheng still walked forward without saying a word, until he finally stopped at a dilapidated unit, went up to the second floor, took out the lock from his pocket, and opened the door.

The room in the house was dimly lit.

Shen Cheng walked straight to the bathroom, but heard the quarrel coming from the room, a man's voice with a cough: "That's Xiao Cheng's tuition, how can you take it?"

"Tuition fees? Don't think I don't know that he has money from his summer job." The woman's voice was sharp: "Hurry up and give me the money!"

The man coughed heavily and whispered, "Gao Can, I have no money... The money is not on me."

"Not on you?"

The door was opened, Gao Can came out of the shabby bedroom, stood against the light at the door, looked at Shen Cheng, and squinted: "You're back?"

Shen Cheng ignored it.

He was dripping wet with water, and he took two clean set of clothes from the room and went to wash.

Gao Can turned on the light in the living room and stepped forward to block him: "Mom asks you, did you hide your dad's salary from making hats?"

Shen Cheng's face was cold and stern, the water was falling down his hair, his wet clothes were sticking to his body, the woman in front of him was saying "mum", but she seemed to be unable to see the miserable state of the person in front of her. Instead, her mouth was full of money, as if standing in front of her is not her own flesh and blood, but an ATM.

"Have no idea."

Spitting out these words, Shen Cheng stopped talking, and walked over to the bathroom after crossing her.

With an ugly look on Gao Can's face, she grabbed Shen Cheng's arm forcefully: "I'm talking to you, where are you going!"

Shen Cheng stopped and turned his face to look at her, those sharp eyes narrowed slightly, even if his hair was soaked in the rain, even if he was soaked all over, he was not in the least embarrassed, just standing quietly, with a natural superiority. At such a close distance, a face flashed through her mind.

Shen Cheng asked Gao Can, "Is something wrong?"

Subconsciously, Gao Can withdrew her hand as if scalded, a little nervous.

She was actually intimidated. She doesn't know when it started. When he was a child, she never minded how he looked. However, as he grew older, Shen Cheng's appearance gradually matured. Every day as she looked at his facial features gradually becoming more and more profound, the more they looked like that person,and Gao Can's heart gradually began to be afraid.

She said angrily: "The family worked so hard to raise you, a white-eyed wolf, just to let you steal your parents' money!"

“hard work!”

A thunderstorm flashed past the window, and the whole room was illuminated for a moment, as if the sky couldn't bear it.

Shen Cheng's eyes were cold, as he had just left the heavy rain, but his whole body was even colder than when he was still in the rain, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Gao Can.

Inexplicably, Gao Can choked at the curse in her throat.

Her face suddenly turned ugly, with some fear, she tried to hide it with fierceness and viciousness. At first glance, she looked like a clown jumping from a beam.

Shen Cheng: "Just let me go."

He withdrew his gaze and stepped into the bathroom door, reluctant to look at the woman any longer. There were old and mottled marks on the white door panel. As the door was closed, Gao Can cursed in a low voice from outside: "The bastard, uneducated thing, why didn't he die outside."

The hot water from the shower head was gradually pouring down, but he couldn't feel much warmth. Shen Cheng closed his eyes, and the sound of rain outside the window was like a roar at this moment, isolating the inside pain and malice.

The night was long and hard.

...

In the early morning, the students gathered for the big morning meeting. Today was the official morning meeting for the first day of school. The school requires students to wear uniforms.

Liu Heng leaned over and said, "Brother Shi, have you been beaten?"

"What?"

Jian Shiwu was out of breath, and his head hurt all night last night.

Liu Heng pointed to his eyes: "Two big blue and purple eye circles, what were you doing last night?"

Jian Shiwu clapped his hands away and muttered, "What can I do..."

The remaining unfinished words were hidden in his lips and teeth, as someone passed by by his side. Jian Shiwu subconsciously followed the person, and his eyes finally landed on that familiar figure. The morning sun fell on Shen Cheng's shoulders. His back was straight, his profile was indifferent, and he was still wearing yesterday's school uniform.

Can wet clothes dry overnight?

Won’t he get sick?

Jian Shiwu's brows wrinkled unconsciously, a small round face full of sorrow, looking at Shen Cheng's back, he sighed softly.

However, Shen Cheng's expression was as usual, until the morning exercise was over, no matter how Jian Shiwu secretly looked at him, it was difficult to see anyway the male protagonist was uncomfortable.

Instead, when the first physical education class had just started, it attracted the ridicule of the boys behind them: "Fatty, I'll be behind you in the morning and put an eye on you. Your eyeballs better stick to your body."

Jian Shiwu, the dandy young master, couldn't be beaten: "What does it have to do with you Ji Beichuan?"

The two of them are really enemies.

Jian Shiwu is a rich young master, and Ji Beichuan is one too. This young master is also very fond of the family. I heard that his mother died in childbirth when he gave birth to him. Because of his guilt for the child and his wife, Ji always loved this only son very much. To say that the Ji family is also a scholar and a wealthy family, but Ji Beichuan really doesn't look like a wealthy young master at all.

Not to mention his very ordinary appearance, his grades and abilities are also mediocre, and to top it off, he is mean. When Jian Shiwu looks at it, Shen Cheng is more like a young master. Anyway, he was much more pleasing to the eye than Ji Beichuan.

Ji Beichuan pinched his waist: "Aren’t you so confident? Didn’t you look in the mirror today, wont you give Shen Cheng nightmares all night."

How could Jian Shiwu be afraid of him: "You dare to come out and scare people with your face, why wouldn’t I be confident?"

"you!"

"I what?"

Ji Beichuan really could't do anything about Jian Shiwu. He is not Jian Shiwu's opponent in a fight. He is not as thick-skinned as Jian Shiwu when scolding people.

Suddenly, he thought of a way.

"Hey, fat man." Ji Beichuan picked up the equipment basketball and threw it at Jian Shiwu's back: "Want to play?"

It really hurt to hit someone from a distance with a basketball.

Jian Shiwu gasped, turned around, and watched the basketball that had just hit him fall to the ground.

Ji Beichuan smiled: "Do you dare?"

He was waiting for Jian Shiwu to become angry and make a fool of himself in public. He was confident that his basketball level was far above that of Jian Shiwu, and he will be absolutely crushed.

However, when Jian Shiwu picked up the basketball, he actually showed a meaningful smile. He weighed the basketball. The basketball in the school was not big, and even quite delicate. Looking at Ji Beichuan's proud appearance, Jian Shiwu raised his arm and threw the basketball toward him. He threw it away with a speed that caught him off guard.

The basketball rushed straight over, and Ji Beichuan's smile froze on his face.

"Call out!"

The basketball brushed past him and landed on the open space not far away.

Jian Shiwu "haha", looking at Ji Beichuan's frightened face, and said, "I scared you."

Originally, Jian Shiwu just wanted to scare the boy like this, and let it be. Who knew that Ji Beichuan would be really annoyed when he lost face in public, so he picked up the basketball and threw it at Jian Shiwu: "You tricked me!"

In fact, this basketball was also thrown off-track, and Jian Shiwu could easily dodge it.

He dodged to the side, and saw that the basketball was falling towards the sports equipment in front of the left, and beside the equipment, stood a young man with closed eyes and resting eyes.

"Be careful!"

In an instant, Jian Shiwu's heart was about to come to his throat.

His speed was so fast as he rushed towards Shen Cheng, with a 100-meter acceleration, he rushed to the basketball before it came over to him. The nimble little fat boy caught the flying ball directly, but the action happened in a split second. In order to catch the ball, he failed to control gravity. He twisted to his side just as he caught it, turning his body over. The accident happened too suddenly, and Jian Shi groaned in pain.

Waiting to experience the pain, Jian Shiwu opened his eyes and met Shen Cheng's deep eyes. The eyes of the other party finally broke the usual indifference and showed a little surprise.

Jian Shiwu said crampedly: "Shen Cheng, ah, I'm sorry."

The next second, just when Jian Shiwu was still thinking about what to do, Liu Heng exclaimed from behind: "He seems to have passed out."

‘..! ! ? ?”

Jian Shiwu took a closer look, Shen Cheng was lying on his side, his cold face was terrifyingly pale, his eyes were tightly closed, as he had actually fainted.

Li Beichuan also ran over and exclaimed, "Jian Shiwu, did you knock someone unconscious?"

Jian Shiwu quickly tested the temperature of Shen Cheng's forehead, and found that it was frighteningly hot. His heart suddenly became tense, and he hurriedly said: "Use your head, he has a fever, tell the physical education teacher, I will take him to the school doctor."

The sudden change made other children stunned.

When everyone was still dumbfounded, Jian Shiwu was already running all the way, and rushed into the school doctor's room, full of anxiety: "Teacher, please help him!"

The movement was so loud that the school doctor was startled.

He wanted to reprimand it, but when he saw the unconscious child on Jian Shiwu's back, he hurried over: "What's the matter, what's the matter?!"

Jian Shiwu hurriedly said, "He has a fever."

The school doctor felt his forehead and exclaimed, "It's so hot, what's wrong, didn't the parents find out, it's burning so much?"

Jian Shiwu felt uncomfortable when he heard it. He said, "Teacher, quickly help him."

The little fat boy's words were urgent, and his eyes were even red. He hovered over Shen Cheng like ants on a hot pan. That kind of genuine concern and sincerity could not deceive anyone, and the school doctor was happy: "There is no threat to his life. Nothing dangerous, don't worry, you need to cool him down first, I will give him a fever shot.By the way, you seem to care about him, who are you to him?"

Jian Shiwu was stunned.