Even the female squad leader couldn't look at it, so she deliberately walked to the side of my seat and asked, "What's wrong with you and Song Zhun?"

I smiled nonchalantly, "It's not much, I just can't be friends, so I'm back to the beginning." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Alas" the female squad leader sighed regretfully, and said in disbelief: "How could it be like this!"

"Don't talk about me, how are you and the deputy squad leader? He is still stuffing food under your table, and he doesn't dare to confess to you?"

"Alas, don't mention it, a coward!"

I got up and patted her on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, and then I decided to go to the commissary. Didn't eat in the morning and was a little hungry.

The female squad leader suddenly grabbed my arm, and the moment the crisp voice rang in my ears, I couldn't really hear it, "Jiang Nian, in my eyes, Song Zhun sees you as very important." Bystander Qing, I don't think you yourself can see it if I don't tell you. ”

Actually, I wanted to go back and question her, "Do you have any evidence?" but I still looked at her helplessly a few times and shook my head.

After all, not everyone can understand my mind, and saying it rashly will only be detrimental to myself.

Before this inexplicable relationship began, it inevitably took too much energy and time.

Neither he nor I are the kind of person who is frank and speaks up when he has something in his heart. In the final analysis, I will treat it so carefully, not because you fully have that qualification, but because you don't understand my good intentions.

The weather in early summer is always easy to be baptized by heavy rain, and quickly return to the ranks of wearing two clothes.

I turned out the denim jacket I bought with my mother last time and put it on my body and hurried out, and at the corner of the street was the sound of a vendor pushing glutinous rice cakes and hawking.

I passed by with my nose covered, and I couldn't stand the intoxicating smell of glutinous rice cakes. It seems to stick to the mouth, and it feels like it can't go up or down.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back, my first reaction was to swing my fist over while turning around, but someone expected my reaction before me, so he blocked my fist with a hand that was one size bigger than me almost the moment I stretched out my fist.

Neither side had an advantage, and when the distance was within a safe range, the man had a playful smile and a dissolute look, "It's good to see your skills!"

I glanced at him irritably, and then tilted my head slightly to look at the extra crowd behind him, "Mu Fei, is it difficult for you to greet him like a normal person?"

Mu Fei raised his hand and hooked his fingers back, and his nearest attendant immediately handed over cigarettes and lighters.

When I saw that he didn't look back and was able to take over skillfully, I couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I said that you have joined some crooked and evil organization again?"

Mu Fei stopped lighting a cigarette, slowly raised his slender Danfeng eyes, and stared at me with a ruffian breath.

Then before he could fight back, a yellow-headed boy who walked with his own wind came out from behind him, waved his hand, and roared defiantly: "What are you, how do you talk in front of Feige?"

"Phineas?" I laughed.

Mu Fei's face was even more ugly than just now.

When the yellow-haired man saw that I dared to insult his boss, he immediately rolled up his sleeves, looking like he wanted to teach me a lesson and ask for credit and reward in front of Mu Fei.

I just stood there and waited for him to come over, and if he could get close to me, I think I would be willing to take on him, and I mean if.

It's just a pity that there is still a step away, and when the clenched fist is ready to hit me in the face, it is not my turn to instinctively think about how much it hurts.

The black-haired man who was frightened when I grabbed my clothes last time dragged him back with his neckline, so strong that the yellow-haired man's legs drew a beautiful arc on the ground.

The black-haired man smiled and waved his hand at me honestly, explaining: "I'm sorry Jiang Nian, the new little brother is not sensible." ”

Mu Fei glanced at the yellow-haired man in disgust, walked up to me, and blocked his vision with his height advantage, so that he could only hear the muffled sound of his fist hitting his stomach, and the yellow-haired man's inexplicable struggle after being beaten.

"Is there any smoke?"

"If you want it, you must have it!"

Mu Fei neatly lit the cigarette and handed it to me, pretending to ask casually, "Jiang Nian, what is the relationship between you and Song Zhun?"

I took a puff of cigarette with half-squinted eyes and slowly exhaled it, raising my eyebrows to look at him, "What will the relationship between two big men?"

Mu Fei was stunned for two seconds and didn't answer, smoke rose from his fingertips, and I suddenly remembered that the purpose of going out was to help my mother run errands and buy light bulbs to go home.

So he threw the remaining half of the cigarette on the ground and crushed it with his toes, and then watched the white body turn dark after being stained with footprints, and left without saying a word.

Leaving Mu Fei behind, he roared: "Jiang Nian, Lao Tzu has no friends, and you are not allowed to have them." ”

What kind of childish and domineering thinking logic, I don't even bother to look at him, let alone respond.

Mu Fei didn't know about the tangled relationship between me and Song Zhun, so it was normal to mistakenly think that we would become friends. After all, even at first I almost thought we'd be friends.

But under the influence of the growth environment, there are great differences between us in terms of personality and views on one thing, in a word, Song Zhun's cultivation is something that a pseudo-gangster like me can't climb.

Of course, if he is willing to condescend, I don't think I mind letting the good things in him affect me. Life is all about getting yourself in a better direction through continuous growth and transformation, and I believe no one will refuse.

In the same way, if Song Zhun is willing to change me, then I will obediently listen to him.

But before people know what they really want, they always have to go through some hardships, such as me now, taking advantage of the dead of night. Secretly came to the door of Song Zhun's house.

Before the real summer arrives, the cool breeze at night is enough to make people shiver. Under the light of the white street lamp, the shadow is stretched long.

Guided by the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard all the way to the wall and the iron gate, I felt that my heart was filled with something.

Actually, I don't know what I'm doing here, and what the specific mental journey is. I just couldn't sleep, remembering how happy he was smiling when he and Lin Zimo, who he had denied before before that he was not his girlfriend, were eating in the cafeteria.

I wonder how much this man feels, or if I feel uncomfortable and sick to my stomach with his unpredictable face.

So there was an incomprehensible move tonight.

As I said before, it is not far from Song Zhun's house, and at a parallel angle, I can clearly see the unlit houses inside and the plants slightly lined with the shape of the street lamps. I trotted home almost without hesitation, with only one thought in my mind, which was to stumble out of the sharp knife in the box under the bed and go back the way I came.

Read the first book of the book