"But I'm just angry. "The sun shone outside the window, and the reflection of the huge banyan tree drooped down like ink, falling black on the car window.

Yizhen was depressed and raised his forehead: "Can you kill him if you apologize to me?"

"Can you kill her if you are soft with Lao Tzu?"

In the Empire State Building, Ember hated to snuff out the cigarette in her hand, and the female secretary holding Indonesian coffee shook with it.

Xue Zimo straightened his back like an electric shock, and poked Yan Wanliang on the side, in exchange for Yan Wanliang's eye knife.

Xue Zimo signaled with his eyes: Roll over, Hiroshima-kun!

Yan Wanliang glanced at the night embers, and shook his head again and again: The atomic bomb is about to explode, so it's better for Nagasaki-kun to go on it.

Xue Zimo stretched out his hand and compared a "1": Let's die together.

Yan Wanliang nodded: Let's count down together, five counts!

Five

Four

Three

Two

One

"Brother—"

Well?

Xue Zimo looked at Yan Wanliang with a blank face, why didn't this product squeak!

Xue Zimo glanced at Yan Wanliang fiercely, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at death as if he were home: "Brother, you have to think like this, we have a garden full of spring behind us, and we have a hammer with the red apricot who ran out of the wall!"

Night Ember had no intention of paying attention to him, and as soon as he blurted out these words, his eyes locked on Xue Zimo like a wolf, and there was a fire burning in his eyes.

Xue Zimo trembled, his heart was extremely spartan, and the corners of Yan Wanliang's mouth twitched: Nagasaki-kun, you are a wonderful pun.

Item House.

"Why are you here?" Xiang Yirou glanced at Yizhen and Fu Yuanyuan who were standing at the door, and her words were not good.

"Do I need to say hello when I come back?" Yizhen put his hands in his arms, teasing the surface.

Xiang Yirou was not to be outdone, stretched out his arm to block the door and confronted the two people outside the door.

Fu Yuanyuan stepped forward directly, she was half a head taller than Xiang Yi's soft feet, and without saying a word, she grabbed her wrist and twisted it outward, broke her shoulder and pushed the door. Xiang Yirou was pushed and stumbled, and an ass fell to the ground.

"You can do it, you don't force it. Fu Yuanyuan helped the big black super on her face, and walked in with her chin up, like a queen on top.

"Sister Fu Yuan, you are really good. Yizhen snickered on the side: "Xiang Yirou is about to be abused into a spinning top by you!"

Fu Yuanyuan likes Yizhen very much for some reason, and puts her long arm on Yizhen's shoulder: "In the future, this little girl will trouble you and sue me again, and my sister will support you." ”

The house is very large, with an open-air garage and a green lawn, the broken gold of the sun is reflected in the swimming pool, and when the wind blows, the sparkling water surface is cut open, like golden flowers rolling on the satin surface.

"It's a small collection room with a collection of ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, and some artifacts. There is a wine cellar with the year 1821 of Grande Constantia. ”

"My dad once said that his old friend was a very accomplished artist. Fu Yuanyuan looked at the paintings hanging on the gallery wall one by one, and stopped before walking to one.

In that painting, the mountain stream that draws water is full of peach petals, and up is around the foothills of Peach Mountain, and two rosary-like villains leaning on the bridge railing of the wind duct in the distance. The scenery is beautiful, like heaven and earth.

"What's the matter, Sister Fu Yuan?" Yizhen looked at Fu Yuanyuan curiously: "Do you like it?"

"yes. Fu Yuanyuan nodded: "Although I feel very presumptuous, I still want to ask you, can you give me this painting?"

"No problem. ”

Seeing that Yizhen took down the painting, Fu Yuanyuan was a little surprised: "Don't you even think about it?"

"Isn't art valuable only when someone appreciates it?" Yizhen carefully put the painting up: "It's better to give it to you than to have a pearl in the dust." ”

Fu Yuanyuan stretched out her fingers and scratched Yizhen's face, and took out a card from her bag and gave it to her: "Sister, I don't take advantage of the little girl, thank you." ”

The flower garden is next to the dense white lilacs, which are very beautiful variant flowers, clusters of which look like clouds piling up snow. Yizhen pointed to the green pinnate leaf not far away: "That should be Qi Ai." ”

Fu Yuanyuan picked a handful, put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it: "I'll go back and make cookies and see it, but I think it should be the kind of taste in my memory." ”

It was past six o'clock when he left Xiang's house, and Yizhen received a call from Liang Xi that next week was exam week, and the school had scheduled four exams in five days.

Yizhen lay on the bed in the dormitory for less than two minutes before he was woken up by Liang Xi: "What's the matter with you and your young master? Xue Zimo's phone calls have all reached me." ”

"Broke up. Yizhen turned over lazily, and the mention of night embers made his stomach angry.

"Your young master has practiced boxing with Xue Zimo again, and Yan Wanliang's unlucky one, they don't know what they said, they are about to be cut into pieces of paper. ”

Liang Xi was chattering endlessly, and Yan Wanliang's phone call came in, "Yi girl! Sister Yi! I beg you, can you call your young master! Xue Zimo and I accompany customers every day, and now we have to be caught by your man to practice boxing, I am a escort!"

"Don't fight. Yizhen directly cut off the phone.

Liang Xi grabbed it and didn't let go: "If you don't fight, we won't sleep today." ”

Yizhen Weng Weng responded: "Liang Xi, if you are chattering, I will call Xue Zimo and say that you like him." ”

Liang Xi's face turned red, let go of his hand, and lay down next to Yizhen: "You threaten your roommate like this every day, won't your conscience hurt? One day I will pull a rope and hang it on the beam of the house, scaring you to death." ”

"Hang it, if you really hang yourself, our dormitory will be able to protect the research." ”

I really slept very unsteadily this night, and there were scattered flipping books in my ears from time to time. The Education Bureau scrapped the exams, the university exams were more tiring than high school, and the stubble of idle fish was shot to death on the beach one after another.

Yizhen dreamed of going back to the joint school mixed exam in high school, when she was a freshman in high school, and she was in her third year of high school, he and the person behind her changed seats, and she could feel the whole exam process, with a torch-like gaze nailed to her back.

At that time, he was still a bastard, hooked up to the entrance exams of key universities, answered the paper in half an hour, and poked her back with a pen, and had a lot of fun, and somehow unbuttoned her underwear.

Yizhen was ashamed to die, and after fastening the buckle, he turned around and glared at him, and was caught by the invigilator: "That girl, you go out." ”

Night Ember got up from his seat and walked out with Yizhen, and the invigilator shouted: "That boy, where are you going!"

Ye Ember grabbed Yizhen's arm, and pressed the teacher with a height of one meter eight or nine, full of ruffianism: "The woman sings with the husband." ”

The students in the classroom burst into laughter, the invigilator's face turned green, and the night ember pulled Yizhen and walked out, and the math scores of the two were recorded as zeros that time.

The moment he woke up, a question suddenly popped into his mind: If he returned to that year, would he still be willing to take the zero score with her?