Chapter 120 The boy said

The name of the magazine is Juvenile Said, it seems that it is specially for junior and senior high school students, Yun Tian looked at the warm color of the cover, and then looked at the frosty face of classmate Li, I don't know how to deal with it.

"I don't believe he's going to commit suicide because of the pressure of studying."

Yun Tian was concentrating on studying the magazine, and Li Ranxiu's words shocked him so much that he froze in place, unable to move.

The little girl continued to say to herself: "Zou Xiaodong died in vain, he would have had a good life, if you really want to give him justice, I can only help you get here." ”

Li Ranxiu threw the schoolbag on his shoulder, and the moment his eyes disappeared, he was extremely cold and resolute, and he couldn't wait to make a cut in the air.

"I pick the berries of a tree in early summer and put them in a basket."

"When you pass by the clear spring, you will clear the fruit and put it in her mouth."

"Her lips are redder than juice."

"Oh, I'll go, don't read it." , Yun Tian snatched the copy of "Young Man Said" from Duan Mingyue's hand.

"Why? Very well written. ”

Yun Tian rubbed his arms and shook his head again and again: "It's too sour." ”

Duan Mingyue recognized Zou Xiaodong's writing: "Don't worry, let me finish reading." ”

"Girl, I would like to praise you from the bottom of my heart, even if you are not my lover. Accept this gift, which is not a respectful gift, as a thank you for making my thoughts flow. I have long stayed in this humble town, and in early summer, I am in the company of chickadees and singing with nightingales. ”

"The days are long, the days are long."

Yun Tian leaned weakly on the sofa pillow: "Can you still say this in the hot summer language?" ”

Duan Mingyue slammed the magazine into his face: "Study hard." ”

Yun Tian held the magazine and tossed and turned: "The person who wrote this poem is dead. ”

Before meeting Li Ranxiu, or before getting this "Juvenile Talk", Zou Xiaodong was just a "male student who jumped off the building and died", with the deepening of the understanding of the deceased, the image of this male student gradually became plump, and he was getting closer and closer to his appearance before his death.

Yun Tian could even imagine Zou Xiaodong's sour tone when he spoke, he closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "It's actually dead." ”

"Bang bang!"

At half past one o'clock in the morning, someone outside actually smashed the door, Yun Tian opened his eyes in horror, got up and slowly approached the entrance.

"Don't be afraid, it's me."

The voice-activated lights in the corridor were automatically lit, and Lu Yiwei dragged his schoolbag, thinking of an abandoned puppy, pitifully guarding the door.

Ten minutes later, Yun Tian warmed a bowl of leftover rice for the hungry puppy, and he and Duan Mingyue sat at the end of the dining table respectively, and the beautiful young man gobbled it up.

When he had almost eaten, Yun Tian cleared his throat and sat upright: "What time is it, do you know?" I don't learn anything else at a young age, I stay up all night and am more ruthless than the other, I don't want to grow tall and say it directly, I am blind with this handsome face. ”

Lu Yiwei indifferently pulled the last bite of food into his mouth, and swallowed it three times and five by two: "I won't go back, I'll sleep with you tonight." ”

Yun Tian saw that this kid was not a fuel-efficient lamp, if he moved in, he would probably have to go back to the living room to sleep on the sofa, and he couldn't compromise on the quality of sleep, so he hurriedly glanced at Duan Mingyue: "You have to say a few words." ”

Lu Yiwei hugged the bowl: "My dad came back and brought a woman." ”

After hearing this, Duan Mingyue immediately made a decision: "You can stay, but you have to sleep on the sofa." ”

Lu Yiwei wiped the oil splash off his mouth with his hand, and looked carefully, there were traces of tears under his eyes: "Didn't you let me sleep in the study?" ”

Yuntian interjected horizontally: "I sleep in the study, don't rob me." "Alignment

The air was silent for a few seconds, and the beautiful boy asked softly, "Don't you sleep with her?" ”

……

"Excuse me, I'll say it again?"

Lu Yiwei's face was innocent: "You are not..."

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, and the inner drama of the two people added up to be able to write another Dream of Red Mansions, only Duan Mingyue remained calm, sitting at the table and emptying herself, but if she was a straight girl, she should have jumped to her feet a long time ago, Yun Tian recalled it afterwards, and couldn't help but sigh why he was so blind in the first place.

"There's a knock on the door." , Duan Mingyue said, "Who's going to open it?" ”

Could it be that the little cub's family came to the door? Yun Tian moved to the door and saw a man with an alien appearance through the cat's eyes.

He felt strange, glanced at it again, and turned to Lu Yiwei suspiciously: "Your father, from the Western Xinjiang?" ”

"Half-blood." , Lu Yiwei turned his back, "Don't open the door for him, otherwise I'll be finished with you." ”

Yun Tian was still looking forward to a young version of the foreign devil, but this kid's father looked really a serious person, he couldn't make up his mind, and asked Duan Mingyue for instructions: "Can you open it?" ”

Duan Mingyue didn't give a reason, just shook her head.

The owner of the house had spoken, so he couldn't help it, but fortunately the man didn't entangle, and after a while he left on his own.

It's raining tonight, and the man has a black umbrella on his forearm.

Waiting for the voice-activated lights to go out, Duan Mingyue left Lu Yiwei to clean up the mess and bring Yuntian into the bedroom.

Yes, it seems that the name of the cohabiting can't be taken off, Yun Tian gave up on himself and sat at the head of Duan Mingyue's bed, and asked locally: "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'll send it back when it's dawn."

Yun Tian threw himself into the bed: "Dad is half a foreigner, why doesn't that kid look like him at all?" ”

It is also strange to say that Lu Lingjia and Wei Qinghuan are both mixed-race, but Lu Yiwei has not inherited a trace of white characteristics.

Duan Mingyue turned on the bedside lamp: "It's not like my father's son." ”

Yun Tian didn't put his beak any more, he fell asleep with a pillow in his arms, and when he fell asleep, he was still firmly holding the book "Young Man Said" in his hand.

The 19th Middle School pursues examination-oriented education.

The self-esteem of the old school is very strong, in order to maintain the promotion rate and the reputation spread among the post-70s, the principal is bald and reacts to the lower level, that is, the homework that is piled up before the holiday is more than half a person, and the class representatives who have been affected and tired of running for a long time.

was busy until half past six in the evening, and finally sent away most of the classmates, and the class cadres could also take a breath.

"It's finally gone, you go home first, I'll wait for Zhou Qingyang." , Li Ranxiu drew a hook on the form.

Lu Yiwei did not leave immediately, but sat on the floor with Li Ranxiu panting.

Li Ranxiu: "What about Lao Wang? ”

Lu Yiwei: "I'm back in Beijing for the Qingming Festival." ”

"it." , the squad leader who is rooting Miao Hong wanted to be rude when he heard it, "Why did she go home?" ”

Lu Yiwei lay on the ground sadly: "Lao Wang has always been very unworldly, hey, do you say that Lao Wang likes that man?" I mean, they seem to have a good relationship, but it's not like each other, and I don't know what it means to like each other..."

Li Ranxiu was choked speechless, after all, love is not a necessity for her.

A handsome boy and a beautiful girl, an unoccupied office, alone in the evening, close to almost shoulder to shoulder.