At the moment of pressing, I remembered the little girl in the square. ”

He was a high school student at the time. Because of his father's relationship, he went to Pujiang, his family was rich, and he was not interested in things like reading, so he made a few friends, and when they didn't know their family background, they formed a band and went to the small square every week to perform. Everyone is not in it for money, so the performance has been done smoothly, the small square is mixed, all kinds of people can see it, he is also enjoying it, quite a sense of pleasure in experiencing life.

Then, that afternoon, a teacher from an orphanage came to the charity sale with the messy gadgets made by the children, and a few gangsters who had always come here to collect "sanitation fees" also acted as usual, I don't know why. The two sides quarreled, and then I saw a little girl with a gloomy face, and took a watermelon knife to mediate and help the orphanage talk, which was really strange to be honest. Some even laughed.

No one thinks that this weak-looking little girl can have any Dan with a watermelon knife, even if her face is gloomy, her expression still gives people the feeling of a cute stubbornness, maybe cuteness is really the point. Several thugs felt that they had no face, so they naturally refused to give in, and one of them wanted to "teach." Look at this little girl.

Then, it really started.

That evening, using the 30-centimeter-long watermelon knife, the little girl put down five young men who were two heads taller than her to the ground, and the plasma shot out, first a few thugs ran after the little girl, and later, it was the little girl who chased the five thugs and cut them to the ground one by one, and under the sunset, there were pools of blood all over the ground. The little girl stood there, clutching the knife and crying, her hands were stained with blood, and when she wiped her tears, her cheeks were also bright red, and then there were traces of tears, and the people around her were silent.

Looking at that scene, he felt as if he was shocked by something in his heart, and he was inexplicably moved.

He felt like he was in love with her.

Later, the people in the small square began to get acquainted, and he probably knew that the other party's name Guo Zili was nicknamed Mustard, and some people began to call her the eldest sister, but if she was really familiar, she would show that she was really a very gentle girl, and many of her things were dominated by her sister Guo Ying, who did not often appear, and came to set up a stall. Selling all kinds of cute trinkets made by himself, and occasionally helping the orphanage.

The events of that evening were like hallucinations.

He liked her because of such things, but over time, he gradually got used to the gentleness of the other party, and almost forgot that she also had such a sharp side to people, but at this time, the little girl's eyes that evening. Only then did he clearly rise from the bottom of his heart and turn into

True.

Even if it is a girl, but the other party has his unattainable height and strength, when that sense of oppression hits in vain, he can only hurriedly retreat, raise his hand to block, the attack fell like a storm, "Papa" The attack from the face quickly down, both hands only had time to hit the head, the other party's four fingers together stabbed at the tip of his chest like a steel knife, the next Xuan, turned his palm into a fist, chest and abdomen.

He had to reach down to block. A punch slammed into the left side of his face, and the next moment, the white figure suddenly grabbed his shoulder from behind, and he tried to break free in a hurry, but the knee had already been kicked hard. A hand was caught, and the other passed through him like the wind.

He felt his feet leave the ground, and then the world swirled.

One, a quick and crisp over-the-shoulder throw, slammed him two meters away, his body rolled on the ground, and just when he raised his head, the white slender figure filled his vision in vain, his eyes widened, and he rolled backwards in embarrassment.

With a whew, the shadow of the guitar case swept over his head, and then, with a thud on the trunk beside him, debris flying in the sky.

At that moment, it was Wasabi who grabbed the guitar case on the ground, swept it mercilessly as a weapon, and hit the trunk of the tree hard.

The white skirt swirls and flutters. The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the trees, flying sawdust and shards, metal ornaments on guitars, flying strings. Bark with flying grass stalks. Such a vision stayed in Jiang Yang's frightened eyes for a moment. The next moment, he was once again knocked out by the great impact, and once again he could see the figure above him, holding the broken guitar handle, and stabbing it down on his head.

"Ahh

There was a shout in the woods, and then there was a sudden silence. Jiang Yang was lying on the ground, his chest rising and falling violently, and there was horror in his eyes. Wasabi squatted beside him, and the guitar handle that had broken like a spike was deeply rooted in the turf on the side of Jiang Yang's face at this time, turning out the dirt, and Wasabi's gaze was sharp.

For a moment, she stood up and took a few steps back.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay you for the guitar"

"Maybe you think it's romantic to be a test, or maybe you think there are many choices in life, but I also understand that my boyfriend is very good, we are very good together, and I think I must be sad if I am broken up one day. I'm a simple person, I don't want to feel sorry for myself, Jiang Yang, you may be very good, but after so long, I have spoken clearly, you are really annoying

"Thank you for liking me

She spoke coldly, returned to the side where the books were placed, put on her coat and sandals, picked up the books and notes, and walked out of the woods.

Hurry back to the dormitory and pass the topic over, if Ayi Zhuke is surfing the Internet, you should be able to talk for a while. I don't know how he did last time. She held the book. Looking at the figure that gradually appeared at the edge of the woods, he remembered the scene of Lan Zi frowning, distressed and contemplative, and laughed softly.

The same moment, Pujiang.

Lan Zi was indeed doing the question in great distress.

"Lan Zi, hurry up and hand in your homework! You're just one of them. ”

"Oh, lead, right away

Pujiang No. 8 Middle School, the bell for school has passed for more than ten minutes, and most of the students have left the school in a swarm within a few minutes of the bell. In the classroom of the second class of the third year of high school, Fang Xiaoyu, the deputy head of the class who is also the representative of the mathematics class, sorted out the homework door that was put away, and urged the young man who was still brushing and writing homework on the seat with some distress: "The teacher's office will be closed in a while."

"Immediately, immediately," said this, Lan Cui also finished the homework a minute later, and handed the notebook to the other party with some apologies, Fang Xiaoyu picked up a large stack of homework books and ran to the office.

When he returned to the classroom, the few people who had swept the floor had already left, and only Lan Zi was still doing problems on his desk in the huge classroom. She packed her bag and looked over to look at it suspiciously. It was a hand-copied math test paper, he had done most of it, and he used several pieces of scratch paper, and he is still struggling.

"Where's the test paper?"

"Heh" Lan Zi glanced up at her, "My friend helped sort it out." ”

"Oh

Everyone started as classmates in high school. Now that it has been almost two and a half years, Fang Xiaoyu looked at the young man in front of him, and always felt that he still didn't know anything at all. When he came to the first year of high school, he paid a semester's protection fee at a time. Plain and don't talk much, everyone thinks he is honest and introverted, in the second semester, that day Lin Qiang and those people came to find him trouble, he met him on the playground, and kindly reminded him not to go to the classroom, he didn't listen to the persuasion, but still went. I thought he was stupid at the time.

The result of going to the classroom was that Lin Qiang's gang was beaten and slapped one by one, and he almost threw Lin Qiang downstairs. That situation was beyond everyone's expectations, for a long time, everyone regarded him as a martial arts master, but since then, he is still easy-going, no trouble and no trouble, but naturally no one will dare to provoke him again, he leaves every day after school, and there are no extracurricular activities, Gao: That year, it is said that he has a very beautiful girlfriend, that girl has also appeared a few times in school, it is indeed very beautiful, it is said that he is still the top student of the second middle school. It is also said that he is already in his third year of high school, and he is sent to Tsinghua University and Peking University or something, and of course, there are rumors that Lan Zi is the boss of the underworld or the prince of the underworld, and uses evil means to force the other party to be with him. There are all kinds of rumors, he is low-key in school, but he fights so badly and is in early love. Maybe it's a bad student, Fang Xiaoyu thought at the time.

However, in the semester of the third year of high school, he seems to have changed again, he always leaves late after school, doing questions, memorizing answers, and feeling very diligent and hardworking. The views on being smart and stupid are probably similar to Guo Ying's. But overall, it feels like he's a good student again.

It doesn't matter if it's a good student or a bad student. After chatting a little about the test papers, Fang Xiaoyu left with his schoolbag on his back, and Lan Zi wrote the test papers for a while. Looking at the test papers, I finally packed my bag and left the classroom.

After the mustard left, the daily life, in fact, has become a little monotonous, after school habitually will go to an Internet café, the last hour of the Internet, probably to receive all the pieces, but also to play games, today online, received a message from Coral and Guo Ying, he and Coral have been chatting recently, and Guo Ying is still using the previous email, Coral is naturally to say some recent trivial matters, and then put forward some ideas for his and Guo Ying's practice, and he will also turn these ideas to Guo Ying.

To be honest, for Guo Ying's side. He occasionally feels a little distressed, it should have been the communication mode of the senior masters to the rookies in the rivers and lakes. But when the conversation gets deeper, it all seems a little out of control. At first, in an email, Guo Ying used something to say something about her own private affairs, and then said honestly, "Isn't it too wordy?" As you can imagine, Lan Cui went back to comfort her with a message, saying, "It's okay, I like it very much." ”

This was the beginning of the tragedy.

In the emails since then, Guo Ying has often talked about some personal matters, and even asked him about the university and major he is going to take the exam, Lan Zi's answer has always been short and formulaic, but the enthusiasm over there has not diminished, especially when Lan Zi gave her the systematic exercise plan about Guo Ying sorted out by Coral for the first time, unconsciously, she began to call him "teacher".

cough, teacher,,

recalled Guo Ying's tone when she teased the adage "If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I'll be angry", and then look at her respectfully called "teacher" in all cases. Frankly. Occasionally, it really satisfies the dark side of Lan Hui's heart, but on the other hand, he is also worried and curious.

If one day, let Guo Ying know that I am the "teacher" she has always called. "What then?

Every time he thought of this, his mood was extremely complicated, sometimes snickering, sometimes sad. (To be continued)

(Tianjin)