"Mom, I'm about to take the high school entrance examination, how can I go to school like this?"

On the hospital bed, the sunny boy in the eyes of the elders in the past was wrapped in a layer of gauze on his head, and his eyes were bruised.

His lips were pale, and when he looked at people, he looked fragile and pitiful.

"The doctor said you need to get some rest." Zhao Qingyue comforted, "Don't think about the high school entrance examination first, when you get better, your mother will find a tutor to give you a make-up lesson alone." ”

"My son is so smart, it's nothing to take the high school entrance examination"

said so, but when Han Youning heard this, he still lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Dad doesn't hate us even more now." ”

His tone couldn't hide his frustration.

Zhao Qingyue was very distressed.

"No," she touched the boy's hair, her eyes cold, "that stinky boy's mother will teach him a lesson for you"

Han Youning's fingers on his lap clenched tightly because of annoyance, "Really? ”

His eyes were dark.

Zhao Qingyue nodded, "Well, you just need to take care of your injuries during this time." ”

"Mom will take care of the rest."

Han Youning turned his head, looked at the ceiling, and said in a low tone, "You better not mess around, if your father finds out, he will be even more angry."

Zhao Qingyue took a deep breath and pulled out a smile, "He's just angry with me at most, he doesn't like me anyway, my mother has nothing to worry about." ”

"He doesn't care about teaching his eldest son, I'll discipline him for him!"

The woman's voice sank.

I can faintly hear a bit of ruthlessness.

Han Youning glanced at her, pursed his lips slightly, and didn't say anything more.

-

The ice melts, the days rejuvenate, and the third year of high school races against time.

In May, there was only a little more than a month left before the college entrance examination.

It's also this month.

ranked first in the second year of high school, from Jiang Wanfeng to Han Yue, the former school bully.

"I'll go, Brother Yue is too strong!"

"First! First!!"

When the report card was sent, Su Mu and Zhong Ye were going crazy with joy, and when they saw people in the class, they said that they would pass on the sewing people, as if they were happier than if they were not at the bottom.

Han Yue sat in his position and watched them make trouble, and the corners of his lips were dyed with a little smile.

"Brother Yue, don't you celebrate your achievements tonight?"

Zhong Ye and Su Mu came back from wandering around the class, looking at Han Yuele like a flower.

Know what they have in mind.

After Han Yue took the report card out of their hands, he stood up and said, "I'll treat you tonight, and the place will be determined."

With that, he walked out of the classroom.

Look at his slender and tall back.

A few boys reacted and played in a noisy manner.

When Han Yue came out, Gu Zhixia happened to come to him as well, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

"Congratulations, boyfriend"

The girl trotted in front of him, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be full of brilliance and joy, bright and straight into people's hearts.

When the boy looked down at her, he saw her hand clenched into a fist, stopped at his mouth, cleared his throat and asked:

"Interview this handsome little brother, do you have any thoughts on finally returning to the top?"

A soft tone, quirky.

Han Yue stared at her for a few seconds, and then, his knuckled hand tightly held the girl's wrist bone.

Eyes drooping.

He looked at the silver ring on the ring finger of Gu Zhixia's fist, and said lightly:

"Thanks to my girlfriend"

Han Yue raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Zhixia.

Pitch-black eyes, glittering.

In the girl's slightly stunned expression.

He suddenly lowered his head and gave a kiss to the place where Gu Zhixia was wearing the ring.

"From the top to the bottom, never gave up on me"