The quilt covered half of Chi Wang's face, making the emotion in those eyes even more unpredictable.
The distance between the two was very close, and their deep and shallow breaths were intertwined.
The room was silent, and every second passed, the strange aura increased by one point.
In Su Lian's mind, the beginning of "Symphony of Destiny" has been played several times, each time getting more and more sad.
He felt guilty, and the villain complained first: "Fuck, why did you suddenly open your eyes, you scared me."
Chi Wan's voice was still a little sleepy, and he said slowly: "You woke up when you touched my chest, and you thought it was my dog."
No wonder you can get caught no matter how you go backwards. If you say it earlier, you won't be messing around.
Su Lian realized later: "Who the hell are you calling a dog?"
Chi Wang wiped his face and laughed aloud: "No, don't take your seats."
Facing the man's probing gaze, Su Lian pretended to be calm and turned his eyes away.
He regained his strength, propped himself up on the bed, turned over in some embarrassment, and stomped on the ground with his bare feet.
First, he crawled on the bed in the middle of the night, stretched out his hand to touch his chest, and then threw himself into his arms, and refused to admit it, what would Chi Huang think
I can't save it, let's live on another planet, and leave.
Chi Wang saw through his embarrassment, and didn't intend to embarrass anyone, so he jumped in and joked: "Are you performing acrobatics? It's quite neat."
"..."
Forced to face the embarrassment directly, Su Lian lowered her eyes and tugged at her crumpled hoodie, angrily said, "I'm in a hurry to get out of bed, can't I?"
Chi Wang seemed very patient: "Okay, go out to the toilet and turn left. Do you need me to lead the way?"
"No need. Thank you for staying overnight, I'm leaving." Su Lian picked up the schoolbag on the sofa, and hurriedly withdrew it.
Chi Wang didn't keep him, turned over wrapped in the quilt, buried his head in his head and fell asleep again.
Staying up late to pick up customers is still too tiring.
Especially this guest is also a restless host in bed.
Su Lian walked to the door lightly, and glanced at the cigarette case that fell to the ground.
He pretended to kick it inadvertently and kicked the box under the bed.
After leaving the Internet cafe, he went back to No. 8 Middle School and stepped into the classroom.
Forced to return to school life, the math teacher was stimulated by Su Lian's bizarre performance yesterday, and as if he didn't believe in evil, he pulled him up again.
This time it was a bit embarrassing, and I chose the last big question of the college entrance examination in previous years.
When she was in the middle of her second year of high school in her previous life, Su Lian, a bad student, suddenly came to her senses and changed her mind. At that time, she used the most stupid method to improve her grades—crazy quizzes.
He has a good memory, and almost never forgets the questions he has done. When he sees the questions, he subconsciously writes down the steps and answers.
The teacher was still in shock, Su Lian had already hidden his merits and fame, and returned to his seat amidst the discussion of the crowd.
He was really absent-minded.
Reminiscing about the past ten or so hours after traveling back, I probably really couldn't get along with Chi Wang in this life. As soon as they meet, they will die repeatedly, a large embarrassing scene.
I just don't want to face the details.
Su Lian squeezed the space between her eyebrows with her left hand, and with the other hand in her pocket, she touched a hard lighter. He lowered his eyes and found it, it was the one that was set on fire last night, and it fell into his pocket at some point.
The flickering flames were lingering in front of his eyes, and his subconscious wish made him feel a little shaken in his heart.
Just let Chi Wang go on like this, the ending will probably be the same as last time.
Although that person is a bit stupid now, his nature is not bad. To beautify it, he is kind and sincere.
According to the experience of the previous life, they were all distant and parallel lines before the age of twenty, without any intersection.
Maybe it needs to get a little closer if it's going to correct those messy bad habits.
For example, transfer schools.
Having not experienced campus life for a long time, after the last class, Su Lian was physically and mentally exhausted, feeling more tiring than having two surgeries in a row.
He followed the crowd out of the No. 8 Middle School, just as 807 arrived at the stop, and jumped on the bus habitually. The car door closed before realizing it was the way home.
"Di-Bus Card"
The balance displayed on the screen: 1.32 yuan, is very shabby.
Su Lian pursed her lips, threw the bus card into her schoolbag, and found a seat by the window to sit down.
Since he went to study in the imperial capital, he has never been back to the old city of Wucheng. The boss left home for a while, and he was inexplicably a little timid to be close to his hometown.
The scenery passed by the car window, stop and go, and an hour later, it stopped at the side of a dilapidated street.
The 807 stopped with a creak, and a group of people got out of the car noisily.
Su Lian hooked her schoolbag on her back, jumped off the bus, and walked up the winding stairs.
In the nearby yard, several tables and chairs were put together, and several uncles were sitting around playing chess, arguing for the outcome. A bunch of children ran around like crazy, and one with braids slipped and fell on the moss, crying loudly.
Noisy, but full of life.
With a blank expression, Su Lian picked up the braid from the ground, and patted her head twice casually to appease her. Turn around and turn into the alley next to it, and go straight to the innermost room.
The walls were mottled and pasted with colorful leaflets. He raised his hand and tore off the small advertisements with women posing posing, and pushed the door open to enter.
"You son of a bitch, you're back." Voices came from the inner room, mixed with uncontrollable coughing.
Su Lian rolled her throat, her eyes were dry: "Dad, long time no see."
That title was squeezed out of his throat, only to find that it was very unfamiliar.
He stood under the cracked door, his 1.83 meter figure made the small place even narrower.
His eyes caught Su Huasheng wearing a worn-out vest. He hadn't seen him for a few years, and he couldn't control his emotions for a while.
Su Huasheng glanced at him inexplicably, "It's only a week, how long?"
"...didn't go out today?" Su Lian let out a breath and changed the topic.
"I ran orders until three o'clock in the morning yesterday, just woke up."
Su Huasheng got up, took out a small cake from the refrigerator next to him and put it on the coffee table: "Besides, isn't today your birthday? I thought you came back in the middle of the night and didn't cook any meals."
Su Lian gave a dry "Oh" and pressed her five fingers so hard that the fingertips turned white.
The cheap packaging bag on the cake was opened, Su Huasheng inserted a candle, and glanced over from the corner of his eye: "What are you doing standing there?"
"You take a break, I'll cook." Su Lian threw her schoolbag on the low cabinet, rolled up her school uniform sleeves, and stooped into the kitchen.
Su Huasheng glanced at him suspiciously, thinking that he might have run into something evil today.
I always feel that this son is not the same as usual, but I can't tell exactly what has changed.
Half an hour later, two dishes and one soup were decent.
Su Huasheng stared at the table and fell into deep thought again. His son was knocked out of his head when he went out, did he get the hang of it
He mustered up the courage to put a chopstick into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Is there any birthday present you want? Let me declare first, you can't afford expensive ones."
Su Lian paused for a few seconds, then said slowly, "I want to transfer to Class 6 of No. 3 Middle School."
He had heard from Chi Wang's brothers before that they were the Sixth Class Three Musketeers, their names were stupid, but they left a deep impression on them.
"You..." Su Huasheng frowned, because of traveling around all the year round, there were a few deep wrinkles in the middle of his forehead.
"It was so hard to get you into the No. 8 Middle School. How much effort did you have to make? What do you want to do now?"
Su Lian cursed silently with a guilty conscience: "Just treat it as a birthday present."
Su Huasheng sneered: "Can you get up with your broken grades in the third high school?"
"You trust me one last time... this time is really the last time."
Su Lian hadn't been a bad student for a long time, and her business was unfamiliar. The "last" three consecutive statements almost got stuck: "I will definitely study hard this time."
Su Huasheng stared at him deeply, lit a candle with a lighter, and said nothing.
The next two days were weekends, and Su Huasheng went out early and returned late again, but the topic of transferring schools was never brought up again.
Su Lian knew that this request was indeed a bit embarrassing, so she thought in her heart that she could only wait for the preliminary examination and use the results as a guarantee to talk to the school by herself.
After lunch on Zhou Tian, Su Huasheng picked him up from the sofa: "Go, I'll take you to school."
"No, it's still early, I can go by myself." Su Lian picked up the school uniform on the sofa, lowered her head and prepared to put it on.
"Don't wear it, let's go." Su Huasheng pushed the person out impatiently, too lazy to explain too much.
The paint on the old motorcycle at the door was peeled off, and Su Lian helped to push it to the side path: "I really don't need to send it off, I won't skip class from now on."
Su Huasheng snorted softly, threw the helmet to him, turned over and got on the motorcycle: "Don't talk nonsense."
This succinct and concise coolness, Su Lian is in the same line as him.
The motorcycle galloped in the wind, and the huge wind roared past. Passing through the streets and alleys, driving onto the bridge, shrinking into a speeding afterimage in the noise of the foggy city.
Sitting on the back seat, Su Lian felt her knuckles hurt from being scratched, but her body felt the warmth from Su Huasheng's back.
He sniffed, and moved forward an inch stiffly and awkwardly.
When his face was blown stiff, the motorcycle stopped at the gate of No. 8 Middle School, and the brakes squeaked.
Su Huasheng raised his leg and went down, and clicked his tongue: "What are you doing in a daze, pack your luggage and go to No. 3 Middle School."
"Switched?" Su Lian came back to his senses, took off his helmet and put it on the back seat.
"Well, this is the last time I really believe in you. If you don't study hard, see if I won't beat you up. By the way, go to class six to report for evening self-study."
Su Huasheng pushed him on the shoulder, and transferred another 500 yuan to his WeChat: "It's not too much, save some money. I paid you the accommodation fee for a semester, and you can eat in the cafeteria when you have nothing to do. Don't be old." Run outside."
Su Lian licked her lower lip and nodded Kuku: "I know."
"Go, son of a bitch." Su Huasheng scolded with a smile, and said, "The meal is well done, and I'll cook it for you next weekend."
Su Lian didn't hold back, and responded with a smile.
He walked into the dormitory of No. 8 Middle School with ease, but his roommate hadn't returned yet, and the room was empty. He slowly packed all his luggage, which was only a small box.
Maybe he is cold-tempered by nature, and his relationship with his roommate is neither salty nor cold, but they are nodding acquaintances.
Now that I have to pack my things and leave, there seems to be no need to say hello.
Su Lian held the suitcase and stood at the door for a few seconds, before leaving gracefully.
Walked along the road to No. 3 Middle School, and stopped in the nearby supermarket to buy some daily necessities and a bunch of health care gadgets.
Angelica, panax notoginseng, fern root powder... Once the messy things are settled, only half of the five hundred yuan is left.
Poverty separated the hostages, and Su Lian hadn't experienced the feeling of being stretched for a long time.
Staring at the numbers at this moment, I feel a pain in my brain, wishing that the remaining two hundred and five in my pocket can be mitotically split.
Going back to the No. 3 Middle School, followed the road signs several times, almost got lost, and finally found the boys' dormitory building.
The dormitory manager is an aunt in her fifties, and she speaks a mixture of dialect and Mandarin: "Wait a minute, which room do you live in?"
"I don't know, just turned around, you can check for me." Su Lian held the trunk lever, pretending to be cute.
When the handsome guy acted like a baby, the aunt softened her waist.
The curly-haired aunt instantly opened her eyes and smiled: "You're new here, so I know, Su Lian from class six, right, 403."
She bang opened the drawer next to it, reached out her hand and fumbled for it, took out a large bundle of keys, rummaged through it for a long time, and finally picked out one and handed it over.
"Thank you." Su Lian took it and held it in his hand.
The aunt started chatterbox and couldn't help rambling: "You have two roommates who are quite worrying, don't follow them. The gate is closed at 12 o'clock in the evening, and the lights are turned off at 12:30 o'clock. If you are late, please sleep on the street, even if you are a handsome guy." I don't know how to act like a baby, it's just being so stern and selfless."
Su Lian: "...Okay."
Turning the keychain with his fingertips, he slowly walked up the stairs to the fourth floor and found 403.
Open the door and enter, the layout of the four-person room is clear at a glance with the bed above and the desk below.
The two upper quilts on the left are messy, but the one on the right near the door is extraordinarily neat. There is no choice, his bed can only be the one by the window.
After simply tidying up, I glanced at the time, and immediately went to evening self-study.
With a sullen face, Su Lian plugged in the broken phone that he bought with a lot of money, and the angelica, panax notoginseng, fern root powder...
Throw in all the health-preserving ingredients, add water and boil it for a while, making it enough for dinner.
After eating, I made another portion and poured it into a thermos.
Smoking is not the only straw that crushes the camel's camel. As for Chi Wang's current living habits, sooner or later he will develop problems.
The doctor is benevolent, this person has too many problems, he can only start with a healthy diet.
After finishing everything, he went out with his schoolbag. After walking around for a long time, he finally found the sixth class classroom.
Standing at the back door, hesitating whether to enter or not, I saw the three brothers sitting in the last two rows, chatting nonsense, and they were quite punctual.
Gu Anjiu's face was flushed, and he took the first-hand gossip and said: "I heard that the social brother from No. 8 Middle School has transferred here. He has a great history of fame. He beats the crap out of him. All the members are killed, even the teacher I didn’t dare to ask too much, and finally let it go.”
"Xiemen, why did you transfer to our class?" Lin Yan propped his chin and joined the discussion.
Chi Wang looked like he had stayed up all night, yawned without lifting his eyelids: "None of my business."
Su Lian: "..."
How should I put it, when I first entered junior high school, because I was a single-parent family and I was so eye-catching, I was blocked in the toilet by a group of gangsters at the beginning of school, saying that I would teach him a lesson so that he would not be too ostentatious and restrained.
Su Lian thought it was funny, he didn't do anything, just hold back.
It was the other party who made the move first, and being bullied must have resisted, Su Lian was pushed into a corner, and as soon as his fist came out, he fought back desperately.
The famous history of 1v5 was that time, the effect was outstanding, and no one dared to trouble him since then.
Although his grades were not very good at that time, he was really not a typical social brother, but his fists were hard and he beat people harder.
Once passed on to ten, ten to a hundred, the details were exaggerated and described by the middleman, making his glorious image even more bizarre.
Gu Anjiu pondered for a while, and boldly speculated: "Master Wang, he suddenly transferred to our class after several days of school, is he trying to challenge your status in the world?"
Lin Yan tapped the tabletop, and analyzed rationally: "Maybe I have a grudge against Mr. Wang, so come close and tough."
Su Lian was speechless again, wondering if each of you was delusional about being persecuted.
He had just pushed open the back door halfway when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder: "What are you looking at?"
Su Lian turned her head and explained to the bald man, "Hi teacher, I just transferred to class six."
"Oh, I heard about it." Li Guoqing, the class teacher, raised his hand and stroked a few hairs, his tone was cold, and he was not very happy about the arrival of the rumored social brother.
He pushed open the back door vigorously, and with a bang, many people in the classroom turned their heads.
Li Guoqing looked around, stared at the back two rows and clicked his tongue: "What are you looking at, have you finished the review of the three of you running away from bed two days ago? Leave it to me before the evening self-study."
"Ms. Li, we were wrong." Gu Anjiu sat upright for a moment, with a cute face, "Can five hundred characters be okay?"
Li Guoqing had a cold expression and a calm tone: "There is no need to discuss, you can't miss a word, and each person will add 1000 if you talk. Well, Su Lian, you can find an empty seat and sit first."
Su Lian nodded, walked in with her schoolbag in full view, pulled aside the stool next to Chi Wang, ignored the probing gazes, and sat down calmly.
"What to watch, do your questions." Li Guoqing was a little irritable today, blowing his beard and staring at the students watching the excitement.
Everyone withdrew their curious eyes and pretended to be serious.
Li Guoqing strolled away with his hands behind his back.
Just hearing the name, Gu Anjiu hadn't reacted yet, his back was numb, and he was dumbfounded: "Handsome guy, you are Su, Su, Su..."
"Nine, Brother Nine, you, why are you stuttering like me, One." A thin boy next to him struggled to speak.
"Don't interrupt, little monkey." Gu Anjiu blinked, and said in shock, "It can't be such a coincidence."
"Well, I'm Su Lian."
Gu Anjiu calmed down after a long time: "Fuck, he's the No. 8 High School bully."
Chi Wang glanced sideways at his new deskmate for a few seconds, and thought that it wasn't too surprising that he would bite someone while he was asleep.
Frightened by Su Lian's history of fame, his legs became weak, Gu Anjiu grabbed Lin Yan to seek comfort: "Brother, why did I come here that day, I asked a big boss to take a part-time job, am I about to close the coffin?" ? For the sake of my brother, can you prepare some paper money for me?"
Lin Yan patted him on the shoulder empathetically: "It's okay, I have a share too, and I'll give him an hourly salary of 250 for listing, why don't we choose a geomantic treasure to bury together?"
Chi Wang couldn't hold back his laughter and said, "Excellent."
"My Lord, he suddenly appeared in the Internet cafe two days ago, and today he chose you as his deskmate. He must have a purpose. Be careful, he really came to trouble you." Gu Anjiu was very cowardly, and lowered his voice and bit his ear.
"I'm not deaf, I can hear." Su Lian put the thermos on the table, and there was a loud bang.
The aura was too strong, and the two people in the front row turned their heads in unison, holding the Chinese textbook upside down, scrambling around, pretending to read.
With a blank expression, Su Lian pushed the thermos cup to the table next to him, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for staying overnight that day, I'll send you dinner."
"I'm really a little hungry, it's considerate enough, thank you."
Chi Wang leaned back on the seat in a bit of a state of distress, thinking that this brother society, who was frightened by the news, was quite humane.
He unscrewed the bottle cap with one hand, unsuspecting, and took a long gulp with his head raised.
The sticky taste rolled into the throat, and a strange taste exploded in the mouth.
Before I could savor it carefully, the unspeakable astringency immediately rushed to the top of the sky, accompanied by a sour aftertaste like a ringing sound, which lasted for three days.
If Shennong drank it, he would have to call an expert directly.
Chi Wang almost died on the spot.
"You call this dinner?"
He put the vacuum flask on the table, with an indescribable expression: "Ke Xing, are you poisoning me?"
The author has something to say:
Healthy Cool Brother: Oh, I don’t know what’s good or bad.
Su Lian is quite familiar with Chi Wang's physical condition, so don't try it lightly (serious face