Reborn As the Ex-wife of the Paranoid Male Lead

At the beginning, Jian had almost no expectations for this parent-child sports day, but it unexpectedly became the happiest day of the whole year for him, and at the end of a tiring and busy day, he went home and immediately fell asleep on his pillow, until the alarm clock rang several times the next morning to no avail.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Early in the morning, there was a knock at the door.

Jian opened his sleepy eyes and heard the auntie calling out to him, "Mr. and Mrs. Shiwu, when they left this morning they told me to wake you up, are you up?"

"Yes ......"

He tried to rub his eyes, but he felt a strange, even itchy touch on his face.

He jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom, and the mirror reflected his face in a disastrous way, with small and large red pimples on his white face, and red spots on his neck caused by allergies.

Jian’s eyes widened and he sucked in a breath of cold air.

Auntie said from the doorway, "Shiwu, what's wrong, are you all right?"

The door was opened, and the young boy standing in the doorway ,wearing bear pyjamas softly saying, "Auntie, I think I've had an allerguc reaction!”

The aunt took a step backwards in shock.

This was actually a small allergy, but it looked almost like poisoning. If not for the fact that Jian Shiwu repeatedly said that he was just a little itchy, the aunt would have called the police.

He rubbed his chin and concluded, "I'm allergic to seafood, maybe one of the dishes the cafeteria aunt made yesterday was mixed with seafood?"

At the hospital, the doctor prescribed some allergy medicine and gave a shot, but the allergic reaction would not fade in a day or two, although the itchiness was not so itchy, but the red rash and pimples on the face did not disappear.

Lui Heng called him and said, "We have less than a week to go before the exam, come early, it's just allergies, in case the exam results are poor, it's not as simple as allergies."

Jian Shiwu was under the blanket: "But I don't seem to be able to see anyone right now."

"Oh, you've got idol baggage?"

Jian spat at him, "I wasn't afraid to see people when I was fat, what idol baggage do I have?"

Lui Heng subconsciously teased him, "Is that because you're afraid of losing face in front of your sweetheart?"

Jian exploded like a kitten being poked: "No!"

Lui Heng hung up the phone with glee.

As a young man, he understands, but it's really unnecessary. It's not someone else, it's Shen Cheng, who knew Jian Shiwu from the most mediocre and ordinary age, till he reached the person he is now.

......

The second day

The next day, the sun rose high in the autumn, and Jian Shiwu, wearing a hat and mask, returned to school, he was still too young to know the truth that the more you cover up, the more curiosity you attract.

"Shiwu, I heard you were sick."

"Why are you wearing a mask?"

"Yeah, we're all worried about you."

Although he knew that everyone was concerned and didn't mean any harm, it was still a dilemma for him.

Jian sighed inwardly and muttered, "Okay...just one look then oh."

Taking off his hat and mask, his fair face was covered with an obtrusive rash and red bumps, still a little swollen from allergies, the formerly pretty little boy was now indeed a little unbearable to look at.

"How did you get like that."

"It's so tragic."

"Hahahahaha, Shiwu, you look a bit like the previous photo, really did not have plastic surgery."

Jian’s fingers curled up under the table on his lap, he pursed his lips and didn't laugh.

"Squeak."

The door to the classroom was pushed open.

Some of the students who had just arrived hadn't understood the situation and were caught off guard by the sight of Jian Shiwu and with a "pfft" laughes.

Then, another familiar figure appeared at the door.

Shen Cheng had just arrived, and the second row was the most crowded and noisy, so he crossed the crowd and his eyes fell on the child in the middle.

Jian Shiwu met his eyes then averted, and looked away from him.

In the midst of all the noise, Shen Cheng's face was cold without the slightest smile, he walked slowly, as if it was one of the countless ordinary mornings, he walked to the second row, looked at Jian Shiwu and said: "Good morning."

Jian’s body stiffened.

There was a crowd around him, so he looked up gently and whispered, "Good morning."

The dark eyes of the young man standing in front of him were dark and deep. Unlike others, who said they cared about him but always had a glib smile under their eyes, like they were treating him like a monkey in a zoo, Shen Cheng did not have so many sweet words.

The new arrivals to the class surrounded him.

"Does the little pouch on Shiwu's face itch?"

"What did you eat that you're allergic to?"

"You're so funny like that haha ...... it's like that cartoon..."

In the crowd of people watching, Shen Cheng took a step forward, he picked up the hat on the table with one hand and put it on Jian Shiwu's lowered head, the brim of the hat down, just blocking everyone's line of sight, Shen Cheng lifted his eyelids gaze coolly swept over everyone.

In an instant, it was as if a coldness rose from the backs of everyone.

It was like being stared at by a poisonous snake, unable to move.

Shen Cheng lightly opened his thin lips: "Is that funny?"

Jian Shiwu, who was in his seat, wanted to move but was held down by Shen Cheng, he heard the person standing beside him whisper, "Do you need me to set a separate table for you to laugh?"

There was silence in the class.

Half a minute later

Someone whispered, "Shen Cheng why are you so serious all of a sudden, everyone is just joking."

"Right." Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows, "I'm joking too, why are you so serious?"

"......"

The air once again fell into a silence, a group of people had a embarassed looks on their faces, because after transferring over Shen Cheng had acted harmlessly, like a genuinely elegant nobleman in general, which caused them to have forgotten to be afraid, until today, when Shen Cheng revealed the coldness of the iceberg, it was enough to make everyone scared.

The first student who spoke up was a little cowardly: "I'll go back to my seat first."

The others chimed in.

The autumn sun is warm but not very warm, the classroom is a bit cool, Shen Cheng's hand is still on Jian Shiwu's shoulder, obviously only gently placed, but inexplicably made Shiwu feel a bit hot.

The students around the room all dispersed, and the place suddenly became cold.

Shen Cheng looked down at Jian Shiwu, for some reason, from the moment he entered today, he wouldn't look at him, why, was he angry at himself for going AWOL, or just didn't want to get involved with him? The boy's eyes sank as he thought of this, and he took a step away and turned to leave.

At this moment, a small white hand tugged on the corner of his coat.

Shen Cheng paused and turned back with a sideways glance, Jian Shiwu squeezed him and did not let him go, hanging his little head and following like a little wife, he whispered: "Thank you."

Shen Cheng didn't hear it for a moment: "What."

Jiam Shiwu pursed his lips and curled his white hand around the corner of Shen Cheng's shirt, adding, as if he was annoyed, "Nothing."

It was cute, like a sensitive little rabbit, soft and easy to rub.

Shen Cheng's heart felt like it was being tickled by something, a little itchy, and he wanted to bully someone, he whispered, "Don't you look at each other when you talk to others?"

Jian Shiwu's movement stiffened, he knew that it was impolite not to look at the other, in fact he didn't mind his classmates looking, he didn't even care what others said, in fact he didn't mind at all, but for some reason, if this person was replaced by Shen Cheng, it just wouldn't work: "Because..."

Saying that, he buried his head even lower: "My current face might scare you."

......



The air was silent for a moment.

For a long time

Shen Cheng's voice could not distinguish between joy and anger: "You care a lot about your looks?"

"No!" He was afraid of being misunderstood, so he hurriedly explained, "Of course I think it's better to have a full inner heart and soul than looks!"

The person beside him didn't say anything, and after waiting for a while, Jian Shiwu raised his head and unexpectedly ran into Shen Cheng's dark eyes. He had been quietly looking at him, and even after seeing Jian Shiwu's rash-covered face, he didn't show any strange emotions, instead he raised his eyebrows and said in a light voice: "Yeah."

Jian Shiwu said, "But no one wants to take the trouble to get to know an insignificant soul, right?"

It was like a previous life.

He had tried very hard to live, but there was still no light, he was just a very tiny, insignificant particle floating independently on a lonely path.

"Knock."

A gentle force tapped him on the head.

He subconsciously let out an "ouch" and looked up with some resignation, only to see Shen Cheng, who was standing beside him looking down at him, saying, "So you won't raise your head?"

Jian Shiwu blinked, dumbfounded.

Shen Cheng's dark eyes were deep and his voice was low: "If you don't look up, if you don't look back, how do you know there's no one there."

Jian Shiwu: "Huh?"

Shen Cheng looked at his big round eyes innocent like those of a little rabbit, and finally withdrew his eyes to stand back.

Forget it, take your time, he is still too young to not understand, can not rush.

......

Atthe back, Qiao An looked at his phone and laughed like a two-bit idiot.

Shen Cheng looked at him indifferently: "What are you laughing at."

"Hey, did you look at the school forum today." Qiao An said, "There's a good post that's really funny, it seems to be posted by a student in our class yesterday."

Shen Cheng frowned, why is it the forum again, he took out the pen in his pen bag and opened his book to prepare for the questions, he said smoothly, "It has something to do with me?"

Qiao An nodded: "Sort of there, the poster is anonymous, she said she recently felt that the school grass and a transfer student got very close, are they gay? Could it be a couple? Is it that there is no chance?”

......

Shen Cheng's pen tip paused for a moment, but there was no angry emotion in his heart, and even a vague hint of joy that he finally had one less love rival.

While observing his emotions, Qiao An added, "But yesterday, she felt she had a chance again."

Shen Cheng did not move and frowned.

Qiao An laughed with joy as he read this and said, "Because they were finally relieved yesterday when they saw Father Jian at your runway saying that he was your godfather and that you were family, so it turns out that you and Jian Shiwu don't have a gay relationship, you are purely and solely a brotherly one!"

"Snap."

The pen in Shen Cheng's hand broke.