Chapter 335: Care?
When it came to those childhood troubles, everyone laughed, as a troublemaker, I really provided a lot of jokes for everyone, Lu Nanchuan must remember them all. Although he rarely mentioned it, he could guess what he was thinking through the gentle brows.
The next morning I was still asleep, and there was an intermittent noise outside. One moment it was the talk of a man, another it was the barking of a dog, and the other it was the sound of rushing water, piercing my sleep far and near. I wanted to use willpower to resist stubbornly, but the willpower lost my armor and ran away without a trace. I ran barefoot to the balcony and saw a vibrant scene below.
Under the shade of the verdant beech trees sat a bright red bath, and Snowball stood in the bathtub, dripping with white fluff, and raised her neck from time to time and whimpered. Xu Yan was wearing a bright yellow overalls, a pink-purple plaid apron, and a small blue brush to bathe my snowball. Lu Nanchuan put his hands in his trouser pockets and watched idly from the sidelines.
The peony flowers in the yard bloom early, the breeze blows, and the purple and red spread all over the ground. Bursts of floral fragrance are sent to the nose, as if to get people drunk. Xu Yancha glanced up at me in the sea of flowers, his dark eyes were like dripping with flower dew, and he smiled with all kinds of charm.
Women's smiling faces have always been abundant, and Guan Xia said that she can distinguish at least seventy kinds. I think she's bragging about one of the few cowhides in this life, so I won't refute it for the time being. But Xu Yan's smiling face, cunning, deliberate, and provocative, is full of unpleasant qualities.
I ran down the stairs, and the crapping of slippers was heard demonstratively into the courtyard. I called out to Snowball, and Snowball immediately ran to me with a full body of water. Rubbing it on my leg affectionately, I patted it and said, "Sit down." β
The big dog sat down obediently.
The two men over there looked at each other together. Lu Nanchuan never touches cats and dogs, even if he feeds and cleans the room, he keeps a certain distance, drives the dog away, and works hard by himself. He can endure labor but can't stand intimate contact, what a weirdo, after we found Snowball yesterday, he watched me and Snowball rub each other intimately for half an hour, his expression was simply loveless, and finally escorted me away like a prisoner. Now that the dog has been found, let Xu Yan help take a bath, no matter how good Xu Yan washes and how skilled she is, what qualifications does she have to wash my dog.
I teased Snowball as she lay on her back, gently scratching its belly.
Lu Nanchuan said: "This dog is soaking wet, will you let it lean on you like this?"
I glared at him fiercely.
Xu Yan interjected with a smile: "Because-"
"Snowball is used to taking a bath at noon, and if she takes a bath in the morning, she will catch a cold and die. I said coldly.
Wearing a pale blue nightdress, the snowball's wet head rubbing against my knees and thighs was really uncomfortable. But in order to maintain the dignity of the master, I stood there motionless.
Xu Yan then interrupted and said, "Snowball went out again early in the morning, sticking to the mud all over his body, and scratching again. I was afraid that it would have bloodsucking worms on it, so I bathed it without permission. After speaking, he glanced at Lu Nanchuan aggrievedly, and Lu Nanchuan showed a gentle smile at her.
My expression darkened.
As if sensing the change in the owner's mood, Snowball raised her head and barked at the two of them. I didn't stop it, and it was this sluggish behavior that caused the consequences that followed. No matter what you think in your heart, isn't it the most basic survival skill of human beings to act amiably on the surface? Forgetting the most basic skills, and thus losing something very precious, may be considered a reasonable punishment.
Lu Nanchuan turned to me and asked, "Don't you have to go to school today?"
I replied that he was nosy, and went back to the house. Of course, I have to learn, how many times have I heard in my dreams that I don't have to go to school today, and when I wake up, I find that it is just a dream. If only this morning had been a dream, I used to think about it later.
In order to retaliate against Lu Nanchuan's meddling, I wore a big loose T-shirt and denim hot pants and went out. Although the temperature is high during the day, it is not yet time to wear hot pants, needless to say, I will receive all kinds of eyes along the way. When I got to school, I got off the bike and my legs were numb from the cold. I shuddered and endured the doorman's lewd gaze on my lap, thinking to myself that if there was no one here, I must kick the ball around your neck at a 180-degree angle.
As a result, the tires deflated before entering the school gate, and without much thought, the cart went to the alley behind.
There were three people standing in the alley, and they were making a welcoming gesture.
There were only three people in the Flying Knife gang, all of whom were as thin as autumn reed poles, and they didn't just threaten the fat man of Matsumiya Ye. Could it be that with their sharp little eyes? Compared with Lu Nanchuan's murderous bloodlessness, their eyes are as soft as babies and as innocent as lambs. I smiled and said, "I was looking for you, and I sent it to the door myself, why didn't I be so sensible before." β
After accumulating a stomach full of resentment, this time I really found a punching bag.
The mustache at the head moved his hands and feet and said: "It seems that the fat man has come to you to sue again, and you really raise him as a son." It's fucking good enough. β
I snorted, too lazy to bother with them. Every successful ruffian will not necessarily fight, but he will certainly be poor-mouthed. They have the heart to develop in this direction, so why should I help practice. The throwing knife was to avenge the can attack a month ago, when I kicked a mustache who had smashed a deflated can in the chest, causing him to fall to his knees on the spot. If you can't get over the face, you naturally have to find a lizi to compensate. I don't know if they have hidden weapons with them, so they have to be careful.
The pimple on the left side of the mustache said, "It's the first time I've noticed that this bastard is a woman, and she has no hair on her legs." β
The weasel on the right said: "Hairless is not necessarily a woman, some bastards are mother-looking, and you have to look at the breasts to identify them." β
So the three bastards laughed together, and the mustache brushed the mustache from his lips, turned to the left and right, and said, "You guys." Want to see it?"
I replied first, "Okay, you guys come here, watch it for free." β
The most terrifying thing is to be confident and fearless in the face of danger. The mustache's lips twitched, his face turned yellow, and he couldn't wait to come at me.
Fists and kicks are stacked, accompanied by sticks. They didn't take bricks, and as professional hooligans, no one wanted to cause a lot of trouble. The principle of fighting is like this, it is normal to hang lottery, it is okay to bleed, and the highest level is that the other party kneels on the ground and begs for mercy and takes out all their wallets. If you move the knife and enter the game, it means that you are not a successful leader and have failed to lead your team to survive in the cracks. In these years, employment is difficult, and ruffians are also a profession that needs to be guarded carefully. Everyone's ultimate goal is very simple, just to grab money to eat, drink and have fun, or to be majestic on the chassis. Mustache is a coward, and he didn't give up until he knew I was a girl.
The wind was sharp, and the stick grazed the corners of my eyes several times. Picking up the folding rod and shaking off the three of them, he wiped the blood from his nose and gradually felt physically exhausted. The most important reason is that his legs are numb, and he doesn't listen to the call as if he is recognizing. In the lonely alleys, ugly gladiatorial fights are staged that are most suitable for occurring. The blood kept coming out of my nose, just out and not feeling anything. If this continues, I'm likely to be tied up and beaten up by them, but luckily there are Wonderful Wind Wings.
Later, he told me that he was going into this alley to buy a very old brand of soy milk, and I didn't see him holding anything in his hand. Unless I'm dazzled, or he throws it away, soy milk is not a precious food.
The four of them looked surprised, unable to figure out where the thin and pale boy had come from, and he actually said, "Stop it." β
The majestic look seemed to the owner to say to the pets competing for food: Stop talking to me.
We were shocked, but we really stopped.
Miao Fengyi's cold voice sounded like snow falling in early spring, soft and cold:
"Don't you three men feel shameless when you bully a girl?"
"It's our business, less meddle. β
The mustache touched his mustache and let the initial fear pass. As far as the answer is concerned, it still sounds like a lack of confidence. I'm a little curious if the mustache is afraid of something, and with his character, it is impossible to reply without swearing. This wonderful wind wing is weak and can't help the wind, and it must be the one who loses when it starts, what's so terrible?
"I'm not going to get involved in this, I've called the police and they'll be there soon. He said unhurriedly and looked at me again, "Also, I hope you can see this clearly, and don't trouble Lu Heyin in the future." He threw a round badge the size of a silver dollar into the moustache moustache, who held it up and looked at it, his beard tilted downward, and his face looked terrified.
"Fake?" he spat out two words in disbelief.
Miao Fengyi sneered, didn't say a word, turned around and led me out of the alley.
The pain in the place where I was beaten began to flare up, and I followed him in a daze, and it wasn't until I entered the campus that I remembered to say thank you. Retrospectively, Miao Fengyi and I never spoke once, but he actually knew that my name was Lu Heyin, and he helped him at a critical moment. Shot and exported, but never moved, and fighting is really a stupid and inferior act in comparison.
I blushed as I walked, paused and said, "Thank you very much for today, I really don't know how to repay it." β
Breeze looked at me, deep dimples on my cheeks.
"You don't need to repay or anything, doesn't Heyin often help others?"
"Uh, yes. I was embarrassed to touch my head.
"We don't just help, we look for the perpetrators and resolutely eliminate the bad things. Such harmony has always been an object of admiration. β
Miao Fengyi's eyes widened and he said beautiful words of praise. Along with the last glorious thought-like smile of the saint when he died, the dummy carved out of wood and stone would also be touched by him. I forgot what to say, just as I forgot who my last name was. vaguely heard what he said about his high skills, so he responded, "It's not much better, it's just that when I was young, I was more naughty, and I always bullied children who were weaker than myself, so I was regarded as a bad fighting king." My parents were worried that this would provoke anger, so they sent me to learn taekwondo. In fact, this kind of thing is not suitable for casual fighting, especially with this kind of guy who pounces on the whole group, you will still suffer. Winning is only psychological. β
The last sentence seems to be very reasonable, but I heard Miao Fengyi say: When he was a child, He Yin didn't bully others.
I looked at him in amazement, how could he know about me when I was a child? I obviously have never met such a lovely classmate, otherwise I must have been very impressed, and I would never have been unable to remember it for a long time. You must know that I was naughty and mischievous at that time, and it was another thing to be emotionally and morally angry as a big brother (big sister) in the rivers and lakes. Definitely more vivid and interesting more important aspect.
At this time, Lu Nanchuan entered the campus, and the moment the car turned the corner, his face was revealed, and he could be seen at such a long distance and in such a short moment, and I admired the five bodies that I admired. He originally said that he wanted to send me to school, but I refused on the grounds of disgust. If you see me talking and laughing here, and you have a fight, I don't know how to find fault.
I had no choice but to apologize and hurriedly ran into the school building. When I got to the corner of the stairs, I looked back and saw that Miao Fengyi was still standing in place, staring into the distance, staring at the look of a daze.
In the self-study class, my nose was bleeding again, and at first I thought that it was getting more and more turbulent at first, and the nosebleed happily stained my shirt red, and scared the coward at the same table to scream, what are you going to die, someone has an accident. As a last resort, I threw down my books and ran to the infirmary.
The aunt in the infirmary knew me well because I was more diligent than the rest of my classmates. Usually the cold and fever are still secondary, and when I train, my body is swollen here and there is more broken, no wonder Lu Nanchuan hates my hobbies. I bandaged my nose and sat down in a rest chair until the end of class. Thinking that the next section is physics, my heart is worried. This appearance must have been pulled to the office by Lu Nanchuan to reprimand, and maybe he used it to ridicule and say some cold jokes such as asking for hardship. No matter how cold the joke was, as long as it hurt my pure heart, he was more than happy to repeat it many times.
Otherwise, skip the next class. I skipped the class teacher's class, but I didn't skip Lu Nanchuan's class, it's a pity to think about it. The homeroom teacher is our Chinese teacher, who has long passed the retirement age, and as a special teacher, he teaches us children who are not very normal. The problem is not so much his age, but his eyes. He treated me like a boy, and once when he saw me go into the women's bathroom, he silently told me to stand in the office all day.
I didn't dare to skip Lu Nanchuan's class, because I used to be obedient, and there was no need to make him angry. Now that I've committed a crime, no matter what, I'm going to be counted, so it's better to wait for the wound on my face to heal and then go back, and I don't have to endure the hard work of class, and I feel wise when I think about it.
My thoughts fluctuated for a long time, and I couldn't help but feel that my heart was surging and my blood was boiling for this great action, and I felt that I had finally resisted the absolutist feudal king, or a conscious and clever action that had been planned for a long time, why didn't I think of it before? Back in the classroom, I silently packed up my things, and when I was about to clean up, I looked at the same table, she hid far away, and she didn't dare to look at me anymore. In any case, I should ask to leave a classic sentence for me before I leave this time.
"I'm not here today. He thought about it and said.
"Why?" asked the tablemate, dumbfounded.
"If Lu Nanchuan asks, you just say so. "I never called him teacher at school, I always called him by his first name, except when I wanted to make fun of him.
My tablemate suddenly gave me a strange look, and then said cautiously, "Don't you really know?" Teacher Lu didn't come today, didn't he tell you, I thought he sent you to school." β
Lu Nanchuan took a leave of absence today, and I didn't know what the whole class knew, did he forget to tell me or did he deliberately conceal it? But I still said my doubts: "I didn't let him send it, but I saw him coming this morning." β
The tablemate shrugged his shoulders, meaning that he took a leave of absence anyway, and I don't believe you can see if the physics class will become self-study.
I remember that Xu Yan said last night that there was something at home and I had to go home. So he drove her?
With a bad premonition in my head, it suddenly occurred to me that Lu Nanchuan had gone to meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law? Although he was only 24 years old, it was not impossible. Parents who are eager to marry their daughters are very happy to meet their future sons-in-law, and they can make the marriage plan together with the wedding date in a conversation and laughter. Lu Nanchuan, the guy with an abnormal nervous coordination system, may not even know if he is sold.
The more I thought about it, the more frightened I felt, and the whole morning was spent in a state of confusion. Guan Xia hugged my arm and shook it several times, waking me up from the nightmare. My shoe cabinet was halfway open, my sneakers were still inside, and the person was standing in front of the cabinet and froze. Guan Xia touched his chin, and when he saw me coming back to his senses, he immediately smiled and put his hands behind his back and said:
"Today, Heyin has wandered several times. β
"Wasn't it the same before?" I disguised.
"It's different, this time I hid something in my heart, is it because Teacher Nanchuan is not there?"
Terrible woman, every guess must be right.
I silently wailed in my heart, and said, "How can there be such a thing, can Guan Xia say less strange words for the sake of his image? β
"Yay, my nose hurts. β
I recounted the events of the morning, and in order to distract her, I deliberately increased the praise of Miao Feng Tsubasa. As soon as the results were said, the person was immediately brought up. Guan Xia nodded his small chin and told me that Miao Feng Wing was indeed born in an unusual family.
"I heard my dad say it, he talks as mysteriously as he usually does, and he refuses to tell anything clearly. I only know that Miaofeng is a very ancient surname, which was extremely close to the royal family in ancient times, and its role is similar to that of a hidden right-hand man. A few decades ago, the Miaofeng family had a lot of influence in City C, combining government and business, black and white. No matter what country you are in, you can already cover the sky with one hand when you reach this step. Miao Feng is the same, they have a powerful character, called Miao Feng He. If it's not Miaofeng Wing's grandfather, at least it's a figure from Grandpa's generation. In order to expand the family business, Miao Fenghe did something not very legal, and somehow it was exposed. The family gradually went into hiding, and it was not as powerful as before. β
I asked, "What kind of illegal deeds, and are there any robberies of people's daughters?"
"It's a business thing, Heyin shouldn't always say something naΓ―ve and unreasonable, okay?"
I touched my nose, "Because I don't understand, what's all the fuss." β
"What else have you learned besides picking quarrels and provoking trouble?"
I didn't think I could say that, so I raised my head and said, "I'm also very concerned about fighting Haoqiang." β
Guan Xia closed her shoe cabinet, locked it with a lock, and turned back to look at me, "It's better not to talk about this kind of thing." After all, it's about money, reputation, and so on. Miao Feng Wing is now in the same class as us, and if he hears rumors about his family, he will feel uncomfortable. β
Guan Xia always takes into account the feelings of others at the first time, which can be said to be the characteristic of all good girls. If Miao Fengyi is really a descendant of a declining aristocracy, he must always have a look of arrogance and injustice on his face, and it is naturally uncomfortable to hear others talk about his own decay. However, he was not such a person, and the help he had in the morning was genuine, and I could tell that.
The crowd around them began to leave, and it was time for gym class. I bent down to put on my tennis shoes, straightened up, and saw Asami walking towards this direction against the flow of people, followed by the huge Matsunomiya leaf.
Sometimes people's selfishness is reflected in the companions they get along with on a daily basis. I don't know what Chao Min thinks, but I always feel that his motives for being with Matsumiya Ye are not pure. Is it to set off my handsomeness? Wait, when did I learn this utilitarian vision?
"In the morning, we were still betting on what kind of new face Heyin would show today, it turned out that his nose was wrapped in green onions, and he fought with people?" Chao Min said from afar.
Matsumiya immediately clarified: "I was definitely not involved in the bet. β
I stepped back half a step to glare at them both at the same time, "What's the difference between a guy who bets on someone else's appearance and a leftover vegetable scrap from a bowl." β
Guan Xia continued, "There are still differences. Chao Min's complexion is red and black, black and red, healthy and warm like burning briquettes, and it is difficult to see the lower level compared to the vegetable residue. β
Chao Min was wearing a jersey, his face was dripping with sweat, and he had just finished exercising, he was indeed black and red, red and black, and his dark face was red at this time. Hearing Guan Xia's description, he showed reproachful but gentle affection. "It's not a lady to use words like vegetable scrap a lot. β
Guan Xia put his hand on his cheek, as if he was worried that the smile on his face would not be able to support it, and said, "The lady in the eyes of Chao Min should only be Heyin." β
I looked at them suspiciously, do I have a half-thread relationship with the word lady?
Chao Min seemed to be scalded by hot water, and held on to the shoe cabinet fiercely.
Lu Heyin looks like a lady, she is not even a girl at all. Only people with problems with their eyes will think of her as a girl, and those with their brains entangled in wool will mistake her for a lady. I would never make such a mistake as low as that of a single-celled organism. β
Although I generally agree with his rhetoric, I also think that his description is exaggerated and beneficial. But what you think in your heart and the effect of saying it to others are two different things, especially when this person looks so excited that he doesn't know what to do. As he spat out the last word, I raised my leg and rewarded him with a roundhouse kick.
"Bastard, suffer death!"
"Ah......h
A painful and unsurprising wail.
Sometimes man is a fearful animal, fearful for fear and consumes energy and time in vain. It is not only those who are emotionally rich and happy, but the real fear is hidden in the heart, like a black tide, bringing silent destruction. Before the tide submerged, there were always two cries, several pleas for help, and struggled to stir up snow-white spray, like a mockery floating on the lips. I think I learned to be silent before I felt that, and I learned to accept fate motionlessly.