Chapter 8: The Fights We Fought Together in Those Years

Looking at Sheng Li's clenched fists across his chest, with an excited expression on his face, Lin Kun felt that there were several black lines condensing in his head. There are some unangry Dao, what kind of martial arts are there in this world, it's just that I fought a lot when I was a child, and I have some experience.

Oh, did you fight a lot as a kid? You must be naughty.

Lin Kun looked at Tan Mian with a calm face, and said slowly, who said that if you fight often, you must be naughty. Some things can also be forced to do so.

"Then why do you fight so often. ”

"You want to know. ”

"Of course, everyone in the world is curious. As long as you say it, I must be the best listener. ”

Lin Kun has always felt a little strange, although he and Sheng Li have only known each other for a few days, but sitting with him makes people feel very relaxed, there will be no restraints, maybe this is fate.

"Well, since you want to hear it, it's okay to talk to you. ”

In fact, when I was very young, my father passed away, and my sister, brother and mother depended on each other. When studying, bumps and bumps between classmates will inevitably produce some contradictions, and after accumulating for a long time, there will naturally be some friction.

Sorry, I don't know. Sheng Li's expression was a little regretful, and he said with self-blame.

It's okay, in fact, it's been more than ten years, and there are no pictures of my father at home, and I have forgotten what my father looks like.

But maybe it's because people need to be sensitive to painful memories, and there are some things that I still remember vividly.

I still remember the first fight when I was in elementary school, it was raining heavily, because a classmate tore the new clothes my mother bought for me, so I got into a fight with him naked in a mud pit, and then I came home and was severely reprimanded by my mother.

My mother has always been a person who is not good at expressing emotions, but when I went to bed that day, I saw my mother wiping tears under the lamp while helping me sew torn clothes.

Since then, I have tried to avoid friction with my classmates, and I have gradually become reticent. My classmates also felt that I was too cold, so they gradually distanced themselves from me.

And what about later?

Perhaps children in single-parent families are particularly sensitive to many things. So when I was in junior high school, I always tried to avoid people knowing that I was a single parent. But there is an impermeable wall in the world, and this matter is still known to many students in the class after all.

Once, because I had a quarrel with a classmate in class, he told the class that I was a single parent.

I was so angry that I was tearing my eyes apart.

I fought with him, and of course, in the end, neither of them ended well, and was called to the office by the teacher and severely reprimanded, and there are actually many things like this.

It's still a little ridiculous when I think about it now

It wasn't until I was in high school that I was relieved, and at that time I gradually became sensible and knew that it was responsible for beating people badly. But just like it is said in martial arts novels, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are battles.

Maybe a meal at once,

A collision

or liking that girl at the same time may make two people fight,

So then I read some martial arts books, and learned about the most ineffective places to fight people without causing too serious consequences.

So don't look at the last time that classmate was seriously injured, but I actually hit him in the back of the head, which is the hardest part of the human head, and it won't be good.

"Speaking of which, I remembered, didn't you say that you were a senior, I saw you wearing a military training uniform, and you were obviously also a freshman, and you lied to me at that time." Sheng Limei's eyes were round, and he said a little angrily.

"I never said that I was a senior, you always thought so, although I knew in my heart that I should have lied to her, but I defended myself.

I don't care, it's clear that you lied to me, and now you're still quibbling, you liar.

I was choked up and speechless, I could only say, okay, I was wrong, I apologize to you.

You think it's enough to apologize, but why do you need the law?

Lin Kun sighed helplessly, "Didn't you just say a panic, and what is the matter of the law, then what do you say you should do." "It's here today, if you want to kill or chop, you can dispose of it.

Who is going to kill you, Sheng Li gently stretched out his pink fist and lightly punched Lin Kun twice, Just invite me to dinner.

Please invite Lin Kun to dinner, of course, he is very happy, in fact, there is no need for Sheng Lizhen to say, Lin Kun is also going to invite her to eat.

Because Hongjiang Academy is far from the city, there are many supermarkets and small restaurants on the campus itself. Lin Kun took Sheng Lizhen to a small restaurant closest to Youming Tan.

Entering the restaurant, Lin Kun found a place by the window, took a menu from the waiter, and politely ordered Sheng Lizhen.

A green vegetable soup, a scrambled egg with tomatoes, and a stir-fried pork with green peppers are all some home-cooked dishes, popular taste, and both of them are very happy.

Because college students are low-end consumer groups, the consumption of restaurants is very low, and only more than 70 yuan in total. Lin Kun didn't feel pain either.

When he came out of the restaurant, Sheng Li patted his little belly and said with a smile, "I had a lot of fun eating today, and I wanted to walk around with you to have fun, but I have something to go back to the dormitory now." As he spoke, his voice became weaker and weaker.

Lin Kun didn't ask what it was, everyone hasn't gotten acquainted to this point yet, asking too much will just make people feel guilty, and after seeing that the sky was almost dark, he sent Sheng Lizhen back to the dormitory.