Patting the dust on his buttocks, he stood up from the ground and looked at me for a long time, "You still go out in the middle of the night, are you really afraid of encountering dirty things?"

"I've met you so dirty, can there be anything dirtier? And it's not a good thing for you, don't you come out of my house with the intention of causing trouble for me?"

Mu Fei's sharp face threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, and his dark hair was a little messy by the wind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Isn't it time for you to cut your hair?" I frowned at him.

"Jiang Nian, I may have been wrong all along, right?"

"I'm sorry, I can't answer this complicated question. ”

"Then what can you answer me? How did you become friends with Song Zhun?"

I laughed suddenly, patted him on the shoulder and walked in, "You still care about yourself, I won't worry about you." ”

Mu Fei stood still as if he had become stupid, blinking at an astonishingly slow rate.

I stepped through the iron gate and turned my head to look at him, "Don't come here to look for me in the future, you know that my mother will definitely see it again." You and I don't want to go back to that anymore, do we?"

After groping back to the bedroom by moonlight without turning on the light, I relaxed my nervousness and found that the room was a little hot. This caused some sweat on my forehead.

I put the cigarette on the table casually, and hurried to the window, and the curtain that I opened before going out still had a small gap, giving me the opportunity to observe Mu Fei carefully.

When I was a child, I was bored and watched a lot of TV series, and the direction in them told me that when you realize that something is about to happen, first measure whether it is within your ability, if not, then it is best not to know from the beginning, and even if you know, don't ask. Only in this way can you ensure that you are completely uninvolved in that matter.

So no matter how big or small the things Mu Fei encountered this time, and why he ran downstairs to my house insanely, that is, he didn't say anything, and he showed a pitiful look of wanting people's concern.

But I can't protect myself, where do I have the energy to care about you? What's more, you Mu Fei chose to take this path from the beginning, didn't you expect what the process would be?

I am neither your bosom friend nor your savior. I'm just an ordinary person who's just as selfish as everyone else.

Through the old glass, the dust on the edge accumulated to form a black line, and I stared at Mu Fei's figure wandering back and forth in the alley, and my heart sank inexplicably.

Suddenly, I had mixed feelings, and I didn't dare to look at him anymore.

Since mixing with Song Zhun, his grades have improved a lot, but his interpersonal relationships have become worse and worse.

In the past, the image in the eyes of classmates may not be good, but it is definitely not to the point of hate. Sometimes I really admire Song Zhun's charm for both men and women, and he has caused me so much trouble. What's more, our relationship is just a friend, not a lover, can you pull me into the water?

After lunch, I rested on my desk, and since I was offended last time, the undercover agent has been holding a grudge and thinking about how to retaliate, but unfortunately every time I either let Song Zhun mess up, or provoke myself.

In fact, when I think about it, even if he succeeds, even if he succeeds, there is nothing to lose me.

This time, however, he walked up to me and patted my arm awkwardly, and the swaggering look had to wait for me to get up and look at him before he spoke, "Are you free this Saturday?"

I looked him up and down for a moment, remembering that someone had asked me this question the other day, and although the time was different, I thought the purpose should be the same.

So he shook his head and replied firmly, "No." ”

The other party rolled his eyes impatiently, "What about Sunday?"

"No, there isn't. ”

"What about next week?"

"None of them. ”

The undercover agent was furious, slapped the table hard, and shouted, "Jiang Nian, are you fooling me?"

"Joke, you ask me a question, I answer you, also call you a trick?"

When the undercover agent saw my faceless attitude, his face turned green, and he stared at me with an indifferent face with bared teeth, "Then what do you mean by saying that you are not available?

I also got energetic and retorted: "Yo, what I said, dare you don't have a girlfriend, and others won't have it?"

"What the are you talking about, who doesn't have a girlfriend?"

"Say you, say you don't have a girlfriend. ”

Quarreling is about grasping the weaknesses of others in order to make this childish dispute bigger. So the weakness of the undercover agent is that he is afraid that others will mention his girlfriend, because he has been chasing a girl in the next class for two years and no one has paid attention to him.

And my weakness is Song Joon, just mentioning the name can provoke all my nerves.

The undercover agent also knew this and would be in the trend of standing down, and when he saw Song Zhun coming back from holding the homework book for the head teacher, he shouted with great fanfare, "Song Zhun, you come to evaluate the theory, Jiang Nian is too much, I didn't care about him last time, I was an adult, this time I just asked him if he had time on Saturday, and wanted to ask him to play, so he was looking for trouble." Shouldn't you be in charge?"

Song Zhun looked at me helplessly, and the tangled look seemed to be sure that I had done something wrong, but he was willing to favor the sense of déjà vu.

Without saying a word, I walked over and played a round between me and the undercover agent, I looked at the people gathered around me to watch the joke, and suddenly I was out of breath, and I wanted to break the net with the undercover agent with a blue face.

Then what I didn't expect was that Song Zhun would pat my forehead with a funny smile, doting and helpless, "How can you kid get into trouble if I walk away for a while?"

I rolled my eyes wrongedly, "Why don't you say that I slept well, and he came to trouble me?"

The undercover agent naturally couldn't sit still when he heard this, and shouted with his teeth and claws, "Who is making trouble for you?" I just want to ask if you are free, Jiang Nian, you don't want to spew blood, it's obvious that you are playing tricks on me." Song Zhun, you can't trust him just because you're good with him.

"Trick you, you don't look at what you look like, am I willing to you?"

"Jiang Nian," the undercover agent's roaring voice resounded throughout the classroom, "you don't want to be personally attacked. ”

I innocently grabbed Song Zhun's arm and clarified urgently: "Na, you have also seen that this kid is not mentally normal at all, when did I personally attack him? ”

Song Zhun frowned, with a bitter and bitter look with a hint of coaxing, "Okay, don't stimulate him, just stay for a while." ”

After finishing speaking, I walked to the undercover agent, I knew Song Zhun's style of acting, and naturally I knew that he would definitely not let the undercover agent form a bond with me like this.

Originally, I thought that his righteous words would be like an adult giving a formal explanation to a bullied child for a child, but I didn't expect him to say: "I've already taken care of Jiang Nian, shouldn't you also stop?"

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