17-year-old Fang Chuchu, in the eyes of 17-year-old Lin Sen, has a natural sense of melancholy and estrangement.

It's been almost a few weeks since the front and back tables, and the words that have been said can be counted with one finger, which makes Lin Sen, who is super popular, extremely frustrated.

Because according to his experience, in a week, he can cultivate a relationship with strangers who he has never known before, so good that even his first love can confide in each other, and both men and women.

However, Fang Chuchu is an exception.

I've been sitting behind him for so long that I won't even tell him about my homework. "Don't you have eyes?" That's what she probably said.

"Isn't this myopia?" Lin Sen replied to her with a grin.

"Glasses!" She was always impatient.

"Didn't you bring it?" Lin Sen kept laughing.

Then, there was no more, Fang Chuchu looked at him in a daze, then lowered his head and did his own thing and never responded.

A few boys who sat far away put up books and snickered at this side, Lin Sen was made very faceless, and fiercely verbally threatened those boys to "look for death". But the other party Chuchu still couldn't do anything, so he could only blush and retract back into his position.

But this situation is still relatively good, most of the time, Lin Sen turned around to find her, she was either sleeping or turned a blind eye, occasionally touching her eyes, she would say, "Don't talk to me." ”

At that time, no one dared to approach Fang Chuchu, only Lin Sen tried repeatedly.

Just like playing a game, Fang Chuchu is similar to a difficult level in the game, once you fail, you will fight again next time, and if you fail every time, you will fight again and again.

Yes, Lin Sen is such a persistent but blindly confident person, he has always believed that there is no game in this world that he can't play.

But in the end, Fang Chuchu is not a game, she is a person, and people have feelings. As time went by, Lin Sen's "playing games" went crazy, and Fang Chuchu became more and more unbearable.

"What the hell do you want?" The night before the ice breaking, Fang Chuchu took the initiative to talk to Lin Sen for the first time — specifically, to question him in his seat after school.

Lin Sen had just put on his schoolbag at this time, a little frightened and surprised, and he turned back stiffly and asked, "You are asking me?" ”

Fang Chuchu raised his head and looked around the already sparsely laden classroom, and finally fixed his gaze on Lin Sen's half-believing face, "Otherwise, I'm asking the ghost?" ”

Since this was the case, Lin Sen was interested, and hurriedly took off his schoolbag, took down the stool from the table, faced Fang Chuchu, and smiled: "What are you looking for me!" ”

"In the future—don't, reason, me!" Fang Chuchu paused word by word and said it clearly. But Lin Sen didn't quite understand, "What do you mean by that?" ”

"I mean - if you quarrel with me again, I'll ask the teacher for a change of place, saying that you are bullying me!"

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Fang Chuchu sat in the car, looking at the awkward little couple on the street outside the window, they were still wearing school uniforms and carrying schoolbags, maybe not a couple, but they must be boyfriends and girlfriends with excellent relationships.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been arguing and arguing, and the two of them couldn't help laughing at the same time, and then immediately blackened and pretended to be angry. Fang Chuchu also had that age, and he could see at a glance that the two of them were ambiguous and young.

"What are you looking at?" The man sat in and handed Fang Chuchu a bottle of mineral water.

"Thank you. It's nothing. Fang Chuchu replied, and then looked out the window.

The two students have already eaten ice cream, and it seems that the conflict has been resolved.

"My child is that old, too." As if finding Fang Chuchu's focus, the man leaned over and said, only to blame the distance was too close, a strong tobacco smell with a greasy feeling came to his nose, Fang Chuchu couldn't help but say: "If your child 'does this' - your wife should be very worried, right?" ”

With that, the man moved just the right distance.

Fang Chuchu remembered that Lu Yan also had such a tobacco smell on his body, but it was a faint refreshing breath, not as heavy as it is now, so greasy that it was disgusting.

"My wife and I have been divorced for many years." was a little sad, but Fang Chuchu didn't bother to comfort him, and simply said, "Oh." ”

"What did you just mean, though?" Only then did he come back to his senses, and the man asked anxiously.

"Talk about boyfriend and girlfriend!" Fang Chuchu didn't raise his eyelids. The man suddenly laughed, "I really don't care about this, I wish she had married one day earlier." ”

Holding the mineral water in his hand, rubbing it carefully until it was under pressure and made a rustling sound, Fang Chuchu turned his head and asked seriously: "You men take care of children like this?" ”

The man was stunned, a little unexpected, and suddenly laughed, seeing that Fang Chuchu had been keeping a straight face, and slowly returned to normal, "No...... Are you a feminist? ”

Fang Chuchu also felt that he had crossed the line, and smirked, "Scared?" As soon as the words came out, the man finally smiled with relief, "Only my daughter dares to talk to me like this......"

I don't know why, that sentence was said so uncontrollably, just because I suddenly thought of my father.

During the days when his mother ran away, his father was taking care of her, did he always look forward to his daughter falling in love, and then she would be free, did he also look forward to his daughter getting married as soon as possible, and from then on, the burden would fall.

The daughter used to be her father's little padded jacket, and now the daughter is the old father's bloodsucker, is that so?

"Do you know why I hired you?" After talking for a long time, the man finally got to the point, which was also the secret that Fang Chuchu wanted to know the most.

"Because of fate?" She talks nonsense, but that's all she can say.

Yesterday, the moment I walked out of the elevator and saw Lin Sen, my heart was completely unsettled that day.

So when I was asked, "Did you just get out of the elevator and see three men, one with a bald head and one with a big face... A little handsome? ”

Her answer was, "I don't know." ”

"What? But... You just got out of the elevator, huh? The man didn't give up, and Fang Chuchu still replied without a soul, "I don't know, I'm just here to look for a job." ”

"Looking for a job?" Fang Chuchu's fingers had already pressed the elevator descent button, and when he heard the last note, he finally looked back at the person who asked the question—now he was sitting less than five inches to Fang Chuchu's left, laughing uncontrollably because he had just answered, and his body shook, gradually five inches became three inches, and finally one inch, but even so Fang Chuchu never moved his position, she just quietly watched him perform.

"Miss Fang is really funny when she talks." The man's hand was covered naturally, without a moment of hesitation or pause, without momentary clenching or repeated rubbing, just lightly covering it.

It's like covering Fang Chuchu's palm with a handkerchief - a wet and sticky "handkerchief".

"You talk funny, but your actions really make people laugh out of their big teeth." Fang Chuchupi didn't smile, but he suddenly turned over his hand, held the "handkerchief" on his back, and rubbed his nails into it fiercely.

Everything happened too fast, the man didn't have time to say anything, but his body reacted very honestly - his huge body was trapped in the dark carriage and trembling with pain, Fang Chuchu was happy, "Don't you like this, boss?" ”

"What are you doing here? Let go! The man pulled out his hand vigorously, helplessly, his nails were clasped too tightly, and when he twitched, he would be torn with bloody flesh, and the man couldn't help screaming, causing the driver in front to frequently look in the rearview mirror.

When Fang Chuchu saw it, he smiled even more charmingly, "What? Afraid he'll see it? If you want to do it, why should you care about others? Don't you want to touch? I'll let you touch enough! ”

As soon as these words came out, the two men were stunned - the driver secretly turned back, for fear that he had missed something; The man behaved in shock, but seemed more in anticipation.

Fang Chuchu wanted such an effect, so under Fang Chuchu's guidance, the man became extremely calm, but immediately- "Ah! What is it? ”

Fang Chuchu let go, and the man quickly withdrew it, and there was one more thing in the injured palm.

"Don't the big bosses know? Oh! You are a rich person and you can't use it, this is called a fly sticker, which specializes in treating flies. ”

The man didn't hesitate to take it off with his other hand, but then Fang Chuchu hurriedly said, "Don't just tear it off, I forgot to tell you that this is different from other fly stickers, I also coated a layer of 502 glue on it, I'm afraid you will tear it off now, and a layer of skin will fall off!" ”

Fang Chuchu was calm, the man jumped like thunder, "You ......" The gentleman's skin finally couldn't hang up, revealing the evil soul of the devil, and the other intact hand was raised high, and when it fell, Fang Chuchu didn't want to hide, he closed his eyes and only faced.

The slap didn't fall after all, a sudden brake, and the three people fell forward heavily.

"Stupid! How do you drive? The man sat up with his forehead hurt, and ignited the fire to the driver without asking the reason, but the driver replied to him tremblingly, "Old... Boss...... Outside... Outside. ”

"Useless guy, can't you speak clearly?"

"No! Boss, is... It's ......"

"In the end...... What's going on? At this time, Fang Chuchu also clearly saw the outside of the car - all the people in the car were all in a good mood, Fang Chuchu sneered, "It seems that it's not just me who wants to trouble you tonight!" ”

"Shut up!"

"Boss, what should I do!" It's rare for the driver to straighten his tongue.

"Drive."

"You're crazy, this is going to hit someone!"

"Drive!" The boss didn't care. Fang Chuchu was even more reckless: "The right thing for you to do now is to go out immediately and solve the matter." ”

"Drive, I'll tell you to drive! Do you really want to wait for everyone to come around? ”

"Don't drive!"

The words just fell, but it was too late - it hit someone!