The first time I realized what I was really thinking, I was flustered, like holding a hot potato, and I couldn't throw it away, and I couldn't lose it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Unable to ease his imaginative thoughts, he flipped through the books on the table, eager to tear off the dense chapters.

If I want to deny my conclusions, they must be confirmed.

But when it comes to relationships, I've always been a beginner, and I don't know what works best for me.

But when I saw the book I borrowed from the squad leader a few days ago, and before I had time to return it to Song Zhun, a terrible thought arose in my mind. yes, even if I don't have anything, at least I'm a hooligan.

Didn't he see me like this? Then I'll make him angry a little more, and he'll be angry anyway.

At this point, I picked up the book on the desk, and with a heartbeat, I tore off several pages in a row, crumpled them, and threw them into the hole in the desk. But he couldn't calm down his anxious emotions.

But in the distance of getting up and walking to his seat, there was a moment of guilt, mixed with childish naughtiness.

I hope that when he sees the unrecognizable cover later, he will look up angrily and scold me, or change the warmth and warmth of the past and teach me a lesson.

Isn't it often said that a good-tempered person is more intimidating than a bad-tempered person?

As a result, when the other party took the book casually, lowered his eyes to look at the heavy object in his hand, and then raised his head to meet my ruffian face. just with a distressed expression, he quietly bent over and took out the art paper in the hole in the table and wrapped the book tightly.

Looking at his series of movements, the hair and the smooth lines of the neck are within reach. I just felt like I had been poured cold water on me, and everything from my toes to the top of my head was barren.

But I couldn't show it in front of him, so when I turned around, I sighed heavily and returned disappointed.

I don't expect him to scold me or hit me, but at least please throw me a disgusted look and make me die.

Otherwise, what would I think if you did nothing?

I would have the illusion that you and I are in the same mood.

When the time comes, stop and I'll be the carefree me anymore.

Song Zhun Na Song Zhun, you TM really hurt me.

When I got home, I was exhausted and lying on the bed, and I pulled the quilt over my eyes, and I heard the sound of my mother stir-frying in the kitchen. It's not big, it's not too small, but it's enough to disturb people's hearts to panic.

After a long time, the smell of the food ripening and the cool breeze rushing into the bedroom made me bounce off the bed quickly.

Walking towards the kitchen, the small space has been filled with oil smoke.

I took the apple out of the fridge and wiped it on my coat, then put it to my mouth and took a bite, the sweet smell lingering between my lips and teeth.

The mother complained helplessly: "Now the fruits are all pesticides, why don't you eat them without washing?"

I smiled indifferently, "What are you afraid of, it's okay to eat it if you don't do it." ”

Her hair was coiled up at will, and she lowered her head to turn over the vegetables in the wok, the hair behind her ears would cover her eyes and half of her face, and she only heard a soft voice sound, "This kid, why do you believe in any crooked reasoning?"

I exited the kitchen, turned on the TV in the living room, and watched cartoons.

During the meal, my mother picked up the rice in the bowl and asked casually: "Has Mu Fei been in trouble again recently?" When I went to the supermarket to buy something last night, I saw him with a wound on his face. ”

I stopped the action of pinching the pork belly, and replied irrelevantly: "It's not the first time he's done this, maybe he accidentally knocked it somewhere this time." ”

"Alas, this kid was obviously very obedient when he was a child. ”

I laughed incredulously, "That's just in front of you." ”

"Xiao Nian!" my mother looked at me with a complicated expression, "will you blame me?"

"What do you blame? I'm living a pretty good life right now."

She put down the chopsticks in her hand complainingly and exposed my weaknesses, "I know you don't want me to be sad if you don't say it." But at your age, you should make more friends. But you don't have any friends, and you still have Mu Fei with you when you were a child, but because I ....... ”

"Mom!" I quickly interrupted her, for a family that was gradually showing a hard life, it could no longer bear the heavy topic, so I lied and said: "You seem to underestimate my social skills, I have friends, but most of them are general friends, so there is no need to bring the family to play." ”

After speaking, she looked around even more depressedly, the bright appearance of the past was far away, and the inferiority complex was deeply ingrained in her bones, "Also, with the current situation of our family, it's better not to bring your classmates back to see you laugh." ”

"Mom, what do you say, I don't make friends to compare family conditions. Next time, next time I'll bring a friend back to play. He is very nice and educated, and you will be glad that I have a very good friend. ”

"Really?" The mother's face immediately turned to anticipation, and her mood rose a little, and she asked happily: "Then what does he like to eat? snacks or fruits, and what is his name?"

I thought about it for a moment and replied casually, "Fruit!"

"Okay, tell me in advance when you bring him back, I'll prepare in advance, don't let people think we're rude. ”

I can fully understand my mother's feelings, after all, I have never made friends since Mu Fei's incident, and she blames herself, and she inevitably worries that I will suffer in school because of being alone, or that I may develop autism. No matter what it was, it was enough for her to be miserable when she knew about it.

But I didn't expect her to persistently ask me the question I deliberately avoided, "By the way, you haven't told me his name yet?"

Almost instantly, looking at her slightly questioning eyes in excitement, I immediately replied, "Song Zhun!"

The mother nodded with satisfaction, and repeated in her mouth, "Song Zhun, Song Zhun." At the end, he praised again: "The name is very good, why didn't I think of giving you this name before?"

As for why he said it, it wasn't because he found an excuse to be close to his awkward self. But before the mother asked. I kept him in my head, so I blurted it out so that my mother wouldn't notice it.

In fact, after saying it, I regretted it.

After all, I can't be cheeky to ask someone who goes back on my word, or even tries to avoid me.

That's a shame!

But how can I solve it on my mother's side? Forget it, let's take one step at a time!

The first snow in spring caught people off guard when the temperature dropped suddenly, but it was reasonable.

Before going to school, I deliberately added an extra sweater to my school uniform. Due to the tight schedule, I rummaged around for socks, but to no avail. Seeing that he was about to be late, he hurriedly rushed to the entrance with his slippers, put on his sneakers, and went downstairs with a dingdong bang.

Unexpectedly, I overlooked one thing. And it's the most feared thing in a cold day.

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