Those who initiate the incident will be suspended from class for 30 days, have a major demerit recorded, and be disqualified from the final examination; Those who participated in the fight were suspended from school for two weeks, demerited, and criticized.

The principal was still boasting about [Liren's] rigorous teaching and discipline one second, and the next second he was slapped in the face in public, and he had no face; The school director was furious and set an example for the monkeys, and Su Changan was one month away from leaving [Liren]. After the winter vacation, after the New Year, [Liren] will never be Su Chang'an again. Everyone was not convinced, and pleaded one after another, and Wang Heng saw his parents one by one, and walked out of the office with his ears pinched.

In the last month before the end of the term, Wang Heng's face had never sunny. The first place in the class became the party involved in the group fight, and the squad leader directly participated in it without persuasion, Chu Zheng and Su Changan, who were two top ten people who averaged their scores, one was placed on probation and the other was directly expelled, and the top ten went nearly halfway; Not only did he have to face the face of the dean and the principal, but he also had to endure the cynicism among his colleagues, and the position of the dean of education completely dissipated into exhaust gas in the air with the exhaust fumes of the car, and the year-end bonus was deducted cleanly. The people in the third class were all silent, for fear of being killed by the pond fish in vain.

As soon as Wang Heng closed his eyes, he saw Su Changan's face, and remembered the reason why the former third-class teacher would take the blame for his resignation as reported by his colleagues. A Su Changan stirred up a pot of porridge. I can't complain that Duan Chang will always treat her eyes, not eyes, noses, not noses. However, the young man's blood is strong, and in the end, it is Qi Heng, the second year of high school, who provokes first. No matter how big Yan Yan's mistake is, in order to protect this good seedling in the school, he will not be punished too harshly. The only thing that can relieve the school director is Su Changan, whose grades hovered in the top 100 of the school, which is dispensable and makes an example. Anyway, she is a person with a 'criminal record'. I gave up the order, kept the handsome, and there was no problem.

【Su Mansion】

"Big brother, you're unreasonable, what does this have to do with me? Even if there is a relationship, it is not my fault, it is Qi Heng's mouth that is not clean, what happened to me educating him? He's just underwhelmed! ”

"Hitting someone is wrong. What do you have to quibble? ”

"The second brother said that when dealing with scoundrels, you can only be more scoundrels than him. Why should I be fired when they hurt people? Which country's truth is this? ”

Ming Zhao, who was medicating Su Changan's face, heard the mention of himself, his hand slipped, and he almost poked the cotton swab into Su Changan's eyes, and scolded in a low voice: "I have no conscience." Shut up. ”

"The skills you learn are not for you to use in fights! You still want to counter violence with violence, how dare you? Su Yongan looked at the wound on her face, and felt that her heart and lungs seemed to have burned a hole, and she wanted to control the water in her head and expose it to the scorching sun for a few more days: "You disappointed me too much." ”

Su Changan: "I don't care. There's no way I'm going to leave Riren. ”

"If you don't leave, let Yan Yan Yu leave, he is the fuse of the whole thing, and leaving is not a grievance."

"Why are you? He wasn't wrong at all! ”

"With the rumors spread by [Riren]!" Su Yongan's voice was steep: "Do you think I don't know what your school is talking about behind the scenes?" ”

Every time he spoke in such a tone, Su Changan would have a premonition that the situation was irreparable, and he didn't dare to contradict him again, and felt ridiculous and angry: "I'm a man at school!" Why would he like me? You don't know him at all! He's just a nerd who only reads the books of the sages! ”

Su Yongan's pupils deepened: "I'm still defending him." ”

"I didn't!"

"There are some mistakes that cannot be made. When you do it, you should take into account the consequences. ”

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Su Changan shouted angrily: "You... What kind of brother are you? When something happens, he only knows that his arms are turned out, never towards me. Am I your own sister? Are you still my own brother? ”

Ming Zhao was loading the medicine box, his movements so smooth that he didn't hear anything.

The weather is getting colder and colder, the branches in the courtyard outside the window have lost their leaves, and the bare, thick branches are exposed to the frosty air in a curved posture, and they grow savagely towards the gray sky, with a confident posture that is unclear in the cold and freezing, looking at it, it makes people have some awe.

Steaming cups lay across the eyes, breaking the view to the outside. Su Yongan took the cup, and the pill was stuffed into the throat with a stiff pain, and it was swept by the warm water and rushed into the stomach.

"She's running again."

Su Yongan held the cup, his eyes flashed.

"I don't think there's any need for her to change schools."

"Do you really think I don't know about you taking her to skip class?"

Ming Zhao raised his eyebrows, looking surprised: "But you can consider changing to a less smart head teacher." ”

"You're pampering her too much."

"Really? She also said that I might as well kiss her when I was a child, and said that I was like you in everything. Ming Zhao shook his head: "I'm too difficult." ”

"There are mistakes that cannot be made."

"Like she likes you?" Ming Zhao ignored Su Yongan, whose face changed sharply, and said in a teasing tone: "Is it wrong to like someone?" ”

"Don't bring the foreign set home." Su Yongan seemed to be squeezing words out of his throat, and the words warned: "Don't show me how sharp your observation is." ”

"Then why do you have to ask her to change schools? Is it really because of rumors? ”

The five fingers clasped the wall of the cup, and the insulated transparent glass pressed against the white fingertips: "Shut up." ”

"Then you marry Liang Xue." Ming Zhao ignored his anger: "Can you do it?" ”

"Do you think what you did for her didn't cross the bottom line of being a brother? Or is it because you can't follow your heart, because your heart is too rebellious and disrespectful? ”

"Wow-"

The question froze in mid-air—water trickled down from his eyebrows, and Ming Zhao wiped the water from his face as if he had been splashed back to his senses.

"I'm sorry. Eldest brother. ”

The bottom of the glass clasped on the table with a muffled sound: "There is no second time." ”

【Workshop 4】

"Yunnan beans, double sun-dried, fermented." Song Jincheng pushed a cup of 'ginseng white' in front of Su Changan: "Taste it." ”

Su Changan took a sip and wondered: "Rum? ”

Song Jincheng smiled at Jia Wei, who was grinding coffee on the side: "Look, connoisseur." ”

Clean, comfortable, with a long aftertaste and a sweet aftertaste. It's his new work, but it's a pity that Su Changan has no aftertaste.

"I've had a lover, you know. We are bosom friends. We love coffee all the same, and we love everything about it. But cancer took her away, and she insisted that I open a café on her deathbed. That's what we've always dreamed of. I know that he wants me to have hope for life, and he doesn't want me to be decadent because of her. Even the name "Workshop 4" was chosen by her. It didn't mean anything special, but it was the last thing she left me. Song Jincheng rarely mentioned his privacy, and when he mentioned his lover, his voice became soft, as if he was afraid of alarming something. His usually melancholy eyes shone with a small light, and he looked particularly moving.

"One day you will understand, Chang'an. When you meet that person, the moment you are tempted, you know that it is her, and she will be her for the rest of your life. I have always felt that in the face of love, whether it is hatred because of love, or unrecognizable, these people are children who are growing up. They were wounded, and they had no one to help them, and they could not heal. ”

"So, there is nothing to do, only to think about it. Is it? She asked the question urgently, anxious to find out something.

Song Jincheng looked at her young face and smiled: "If you really can't say it, then put it in your heart." ”

There was a bitter taste on the tongue coating, and Su Changan looked at Song Jincheng's gaze mixed with longing: "You are so happy." The one you love also loves yourself. ”

The undisguised emotions in her eyes reveal a youthful spirit, and the child will have such an undisguised desire. Even if she's a sentimental child. Song Jincheng's eyes were gentle and almost loving: "Your brother loves you very much." The older you get, the more you understand this. ”

The eyes of longing brightened slightly for a moment, as if the thirst was satisfied: "Really? ”

No one will question the love between family members.

Song Jincheng watched the stars in her eyes dim, and sighed to himself: "Because I am my brother, I naturally love me." ”

"Then have you ever wondered why he would let you change schools?" Song Jincheng asked: "Is it because of rumors?" Do you think it's your brother who is afraid to face this, or is he afraid to let you face this? Ever thought about it? ”

It's like a frozen wine in winter, a sip of it, cold and not extremely stomachy, and it quickly burns in reverse, warming the whole body and mind. Song Jincheng's words were like that glass of wine, with the hope of burning the fire, which burned Su Chang'an's insufficient blood supply and numb limbs.

"I don't believe that a businessman with today's status would be afraid of rumors of such a thing. I don't believe it all, he doesn't have a comprehensive solution. ”

"So, why did he let you change schools?"

The man's warning was still in his ears, and he was as gentle as a word, and he said, "Wanwan, you are a sister; The man reported her out of the bandit den when she was five years old, and he did not hesitate;

The man's cold violence was a punishment for her that she knew she couldn't do—the sharp claws that cut off the sharp edges around her body, which made her suppress despair for a while; The man connived at her big and small lies, drove Liang Xue away, and has not married yet;

The man kept his arms to himself, and his back was exposed to his adversary, just to protect her; The man left her alone in Yongxi;

The man smiled softly and gently; The man is dictatorial and authoritarian, and there is no room for disobedience;

Su Yongan......

My thoughts were like a mess, and I rushed home without looking back. It's freezing outside, but it's warm inside. Su Changan was shocked by the warmth on his face, and the six spirits and three souls who were negligent on the road returned to their original positions, and the words that were eager to verify were blocked in his throat, and it was difficult to blurt out.

The pestle with complicated eyes and chaotic mood stayed in place, not knowing what he was going to do for a while.

"You still run around after you stop class, do you still have any regrets?"

His heartbeat gradually approached the normal rate, and his eyes were a little out of focus to look at the young man in front of him, but he didn't notice his pale face for some reason, and muttered like a repeater in his mouth: "...... Closed? ”

"I thought about it. It's me who is not good, as you said, you shouldn't be allowed to bear everything unfairly, so I analyzed the pros and cons with the principal, so that he could reconsider whether the person who left the school should be Qi Heng. ”

"Are you still satisfied with the result?"

Ming Zhao helped Su Changan, who was absent-mindedly upstairs, and did not ask her why she didn't answer his question. Because it doesn't matter. Looking down from the corner of the second floor, Su Yongan maintained the posture of talking to Su Yongan a few minutes ago, like a pale sculpture standing in place. His back was straight, and Ming Zhao couldn't see his expression.

No speech, no discussion, no emotion, no soft-heartedness. This is Su Yongan. Who said that he was leisurely and elegant, gentle as jade? Falsehood! He clearly used ruthlessness to the fullest, on his opponents and on his family. Without mercy!

He seems to be better suited to the battlefield than he is.