Cang Mulin didn't answer, yes, he didn't really want to take the police academy himself. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info His teacher is actually right, he wants to go to the police academy, and part of it does come from the influence of the desert.

Shan Yufei had also heard of the No. 1 Middle School in Xizhou City, and he smiled at Cang Mulin: "Your grades are really good, similar to me back then." ”

Cang Mo vigorously picked up vegetables for Cang Mulin, "Hurry up and eat, don't miss the evening self-study." ”

"Hey." Ban Ou sighed for Cang Mulin, "High school is nervous, especially the third year of high school, think about me at that time, I am dying every day." ”

"So are we!" Jian looked up at the ceiling, as if reminiscing about his middle school days. "High school is hard, but now I know that it's really tiring to work. Mullin, it's not that we don't support you, but you have to know how tiring it is to be a police officer! Every day, he tried his best to die, but he was still disliked. ”

"Hurry up and eat." Cang Mo glanced up at the wall clock in the private room, and immediately raised the speed. Cang Mulin immediately looked at his watch and immediately began to bury his head in eating.

"Don't choke." Cang Mo saw that Cang Mulin was in too much of a hurry, and immediately poured him a glass of water. Cang Mulin finished the food on the plate in three or two clicks, and then took out a tissue and asked Cang Mo to send him.

It's already past eight o'clock, and now there are not so many cars on the street, and it is very quiet along the way, and the desert is driving seriously.

"Brother."

Cang Mulin broke the quiet atmosphere.

"What's wrong?" Cang Mo concentrated on driving, and could only tilt his head slightly.

"I'm glad you have such a cheerful group of people as you are now, I just met my seniors today and I thought they were all good boys." Then there was silence in the car for a while, Cang Mulin looked at his brother and said slowly: "Brother, do you know? You have mental illness. ”

At this time, he happened to encounter the traffic light, Cang Mo slowed down and stopped the car, then looked at Cang Mulin and pulled out a smile.

"How could it be. I'm good at psychology. Cang Mo listened as a joke, "How can I have mental illness." ”

"Just because you're good at psychology doesn't mean you're good at psychology."

When the green light turned on and the car started driving again, Cang Mulin spoke again: "Brother, the flower you just now asked with a rhetorical question, and repeated it a few times, which shows that you don't believe in yourself." You studied psychology, and you know that fleeting micro-expressions are the most real and reliable. You kept your smile for so long, you don't have to think about it to know it's fake, and besides, your micro-expression betrays you. Brother, why don't you admit it? Can we face it? ”

Cang Mo still drove quietly, "What you just said was all learned by yourself from reading books?" ”

"Brother."

The desert did not answer.

"Is it good to face? I'll walk you out of the shadows with you. ”

Cang Mo stopped the car violently, and Cang Mulin fell forward.

"I don't want to yell at you." Cang Mo looked out the car window, "Cang Mulin, can you not challenge my limits?" ”

"It's because of Tian Xin!" Cang Mulin didn't listen to the dissuasion and shouted: "Brother! This is a coward's performance! My brother, it's not like that! ”

"I'm just a coward." Desert responded faintly. "It's only one hundred and fifty meters away from here. Now, get out of the car and fuck off. ”

"Brother."

"You're my brother, I'll save you some face, now, fuck me off."

Seeing that Cang Mo had been trying his best to endure, Cang Mulin stopped talking and got out of the car with his schoolbag.

Maybe everyone has a secret in their heart that they don't want to mention, that is their final bottom line, the source of their anger. And the secret of the desert is undoubtedly Tian Xin.