In the morning, Li Le was woken up by Su Yan's kick. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After being confused on the sofa for half the night, his hands and feet were already numb, Li Le lay on the ground and had convulsions like a sheep had a seizure.

Su Yan stepped on his buttocks, raised her arms and shouted energetically, "The sun has risen, and it's a beautiful day." ”

Li Le he, Zhile, the sunshine girl he was familiar with is back.

"Jiaojiao's family came over today, are you going?"

"I'm not going." Li Le shook his head, he was naturally sympathetic, and he couldn't stand this scene of life and death: "Are you going?" ”

"And Zhang Zhao, he's not the president of the student union, the two of us are student representatives."

"I'm relieved to have the boss with me." Li Le saw that it was not too early, and it would not affect him to be seen by other girls when he went out later: "Then I'll go first, you can prepare well." ”

The late autumn morning was very cool, the sun had not yet risen, and the campus was covered with a layer of hazy mist. first went through the baptism of the underworld, and then Senior Sister Jiaojiao embarked on the road of no return, which made Li Le soberly realize that there is nothing more precious than life in this world.

People always have to go through ups and downs, tribulations and even despair, but as long as they live, there is no threshold that they cannot pass, and only by living can they enjoy joy and happiness. In the underworld, an old ghost can eat people in order to exist for a few more days, but Jiaojiao doesn't know why he ended his life.

Li Le's barren brain cells couldn't understand the complex problem, so he chose to look forward, whoever died and who lived lived as usual, and the sad days passed, like Sister Lin, she saw the petals fall and wept and wrote poetry, so the world must not be chaotic? As the old saying goes: it's better to die than to live.

After a simple wash, facing the first rays of sunshine in the morning, Li Le walked into the canteen with his head held high. Some people eat to live, some people live to eat, and Li Le belongs to the second type.

The canteen of "Dongda" is outsourced, in line with the decadent atmosphere of capitalist society, the canteen is also to watch people cook, the rich uncle on the second floor please, the private room decoration in that place is very luxurious, the kitchen master's craftsmanship is not to say, that is, the price is a little more expensive, the cheapest vinegared shredded potatoes fifteen yuan a plate, students often come here for birthdays or school dinners.

The public canteen on the first floor is a little bit worse, the big pot dishes are not so particular, and the apprentices who have not been taught are all apprentices, and the oil and water are large and sufficient, and the key is that the price is cheap.

Two big buns, a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, and a round belly supported by five yuan.

Li Le leisurely found a place to sit down, took a sip of porridge with a happy face, and his face turned green in the next second.

It's too salty.

After swallowing a bun in two or three bites to press down the salty salt, Li Le asked the classmate next to him, "Dude, is your porridge salty?" ”

The buddy pointed to a plate of pickles on the table: "This broken pickle used to be free, but now it's five cents, do you say salty or not?" I might as well have steamed buns with boiled water. ”

Li Le didn't say a word, picked up the porridge and rushed to the kitchen.

In the duty room outside the kitchen, there is an old man in his fifties, the uncle's surname is Liu, the father of the canteen owner, the old man is holding a jar of tea, and the radio on the table is babbling and playing opera, not to mention how beautiful it tastes.

When Li Le came over, Uncle Liu almost threw away the tea jar with a trembling hand.

Li Le: "Liu ......"

Without waiting for Li Le to speak, Uncle Liu turned his head and shouted at the inner room: "Xiaohua come out quickly, that grandson is here again!" ”

Li Le: "......"

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged woman in her forties walked out in a hurry, this woman is the proprietress of the canteen, but she is very pretty when she is middle-aged, she wears a set of tight-fitting leather clothes on weekdays, and she is very happy, and she is nicknamed 'pork belly'.

Pork... No... As soon as the proprietress saw Li Leqi, she didn't come to one place, and walked over with two little short legs to block the door tightly.

"Why are you here again?"

Li Le lit up the bowl in his hand: "I'm here to give you advice." ”

"Whew!" When the proprietress opened her mouth, there was a burst of foaming stars: "You want to eat white food again?" It's not easy for us to have a small business, what are you college students doing with us people? ”

Li Le smiled and said nothing, there are seven cars in the people's homes, and the cheapest is still the Audi A6? Ordinary people travel to the Maldives during summer and winter vacations? What about fools?

The proprietress not only has opinions on Li Le, but the proprietress has opinions on the five people in Li Le's dormitory, and she hates it so much. From the freshman year to the junior year, the relationship between Li Le and the canteen was simply a history of struggle between the poor middle peasants and the landlords and old wealth.

Take breakfast as an example, when Li Le first entered the school, there were three standards for breakfast in the cafeteria, five yuan, ten yuan and fifteen yuan, at that time, the five-yuan breakfast was two fritters and a bowl of soy milk, and there was no sugar in the soy milk. At first, there were no problems, but in the second half of the freshman year, Li Le, who thought he had become acquainted, began to act.

Make reports, give opinions, and fool classmates into petitioning.

In my sophomore year, the five-dollar breakfast became an oil cake with sweet soy milk; In my junior year, the five-yuan breakfast turned into two meat buns and eight-treasure porridge. As for the other lunches and dinners, the quality has not improved at all.

The reason why the boss can be the president of the student council is because he controls the stomachs of the students, so the president of the student council is very similar to the person he talks to in some ways.

Looking at the angry proprietress , Li Le didn't say nonsense, and handed the porridge in his hand to her mouth.

"I also have opinions about such a good porridge, and I am full of it... I'm phew... What the hell?! ”

The proprietress drank it and vomited directly.

Li Le, hey, hey, straight.

The evidence was conclusive, the proprietress was a little unbearable on her face, and asked Li Le where she bought it, and after asking to understand, the proprietress took out her mobile phone: "You kid gave the old lady a death!" ”

A few minutes later, a young man walked out, the young man looked very honest with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the green stubble on his chin looked a little immature.

"What are you going to do with this kid? Why is porridge so idle? Do you want to do it anymore? The proprietress caught the young man and scolded him for a while, and then pleaded with Li Le with a flattering smile: "This kid is my nephew, he is young and unreliable, I will invite you to dinner at noon today, go up to the second floor!" ”

After speaking, he slapped the back of the guy's head again: "Don't apologize yet!" ”

The relationship between the cafeteria and the students is very complicated, cutting corners and shoddy or something can be done, but if you are caught, you must admit it, and the attitude is better.

The proprietress did all the face, but I didn't expect the young man to not appreciate it.

He glared and said, "What's wrong with putting some salt?" If you don't have laxatives, you can burn high incense. ”

Hostess: "You bear child..."

The young man's neck straightened and Li Le's cow: "I did it on purpose, you don't save you when you die, how good is Jiaojiao..."

Seeing death and not saving, Jiaojiao, these two words drilled into Li Le's ears, and instantly detonated his temper, and the things he pretended not to care about were exposed nakedly, and a shit basin was detained on his head.

Li Le's leg is a kick.

The young man looked quite honest, but he didn't expect it to be a hard stubble, he grabbed the leg that flew over with both hands and lifted it hard, and threw Li Le to the ground on the spot.

"Die, you!"

The proprietress hurriedly pulled her nephew away.

Li Le got up from the ground and didn't make any more moves, it wasn't him who he coaxed, he recognized who this young man was. This kid likes Jiaojiao, Li Le heard Su Yan say that a buddy in the canteen wrote a love letter to Jiaojiao, but he didn't expect it to be him.

When his sweetheart died, this kid must be sad, he couldn't understand his emotions when he was young, and he couldn't vent his emotions, so in the end he could only transfer it to Li Le, which belonged to lying down.

You can't worry about this kind of thing.

Li Le ignored the invitation of the proprietress, patted his ass and left, and when he stepped out of the door, he saw the young man squatting on the ground holding his head and crying.

Breakfast was very depressed, Li Lemi finished the two tests in a daze, and he didn't eat lunch, and he came to the top of the building, which was the place where Jiaojiao jumped down.

The roof of the school building, where few people returned, was covered with sand and dust, and a row of footprints stretched from the top of the staircase to the edge of the guardrail, the last path Jiaojiao had walked. Li Le stepped on the footprints and walked forward, he didn't know what he was struggling with, he and Jiaojiao were friends, but they were not as good as the so-called male girlfriends, but why did someone else's words make him feel so uncomfortable?

Is it wrong to be kind and sentimental by nature?

Standing on the edge of the roof, Li Le le's upper body poked out of the guardrail, and no one from the passing students downstairs noticed him on it, and it seemed that the two worlds were completely separated from each other.

When people stand on a high place, they will have the urge to jump, because the feeling of standing on a high place is too lonely.

Li Le didn't have the urge to jump, he had an urge to vomit.

"Wow!"

Downstairs instantly remembered the scream.

"What bastard is so immoral, and does he have a conscience!!"

Li Le hurriedly got down from the guardrail, he was a little sorry for the breakfast, he ate a bun after being beaten, and now he vomited is really a waste.

"What is this?"

When he looked down, Li Le found an envelope stuffed in the gap next to him, and when he pulled it out, there was no writing on the envelope, only a bright red lip print, and the cover was very fresh, and it shouldn't have been left for a long time.

Could this be Jiaojiao's suicide note?

Just as Li Le was about to open the envelope, an accident happened.

A gust of wind blew and fascinated Li Le's eyes, and the envelope was blown away by the wind without paying attention, and then it seemed that a hand grabbed his collar and pulled him out of the roof railing in an instant!

In a hurry, Li Le buckled the guardrail with his feet, and the whole person was parallel to the air!

The buddy downstairs who was vomited was looking for someone with his head up, and he happened to see this scene in his eyes.

"! Someone jumped off the building again!! ”