What is enough time for three months
For Bai Que, it was enough for him to watch the full text of the days when a person was reborn under his nose and lived with the fairy sister.
Watching a person gradually adapt to the Jueyin Pavilion from a brand new newcomer.
From the beginning of running three laps around the playground, I was as tired as a dead dog, and now after running twenty laps, my face turned pale slightly. I pressed the timer in my hand, and the gray-haired man didn't even look at the numbers on it. I just stuffed it back into my pocket. In the twilight of the morning, in such a cold weather, thin beads of sweat ran down the hair of the black-haired young man, and fell to the ground with a bang, covering the runway with a thin layer of sweat. Thin frost and snow melted.
"—You are qualified."
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Inside the restaurant.
Many people are reading a newspaper today—do not know what is written in the newspaper, it is so attractive.
Ruan Xiangyuan propped his chin with one hand. He admitted that he was uneducated, didn't care about the stock market, didn't care about finance, and didn't care about what happened in the outside world. Go, was poking happily, suddenly felt a moving mountain blocked his light, the black-haired young man squinted his eyes, and was about to look up to see who was so boring, suddenly on the dining table in front of him, Someone threw a plate from the sky.
There was a bang, very loud—the noise was so loud that the eyes of half of the dining room were attracted.
The black-haired young man paused when he wasted food, and slowly inserted a piece of potato that had been poked into a hornet's nest into his mouth. When the man opposite him ignored the astonished gazes of the other prisoners in the restaurant, he stood opposite him majestically. Sitting down, Ruan Xiangyuan looked at him blankly, chewing potatoes
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After the Hawkeye incident, Lei Qie didn't come to provoke Ruan Xiangyuan for a long time.
Although after that, in every floor battle, the man appeared at the forefront of the crowd without exception, but he just watched, and he never showed any desire to communicate with Ruan Xiangyuan. When he got up from the downed prisoner again and again to look for his figure, what the red-haired man left him was just a simple back.
Nobody knew what Rachel wanted to do.
Including Ruan Xiangyuan.
"The whole world thinks that we maintain the pure relationship between passerby A and passerby B," the black-haired young man looked at the red-haired man who was silently grabbing his cup and drinking coffee elegantly, "what's your business?"
"Fuck you." Rachel answered very smoothly without even raising his eyelids. He wasn't so stupid that he couldn't really hear the ironic tone in the words of the black-haired young man sitting opposite him, but it was obvious that the man didn't want to Do more entanglement in this regard.
Ruan Xiangyuan expressed that he was very used to men's verbal hooliganism, so he just frowned slightly, and kicked Lei Qie under the table: "The dining group in Building No. 2 is behind you, and they are looking back at you eagerly. It's not too late to pick up your plate and walk over."
"No." Lei Qie put down the glass and refused straight away, still very smoothly.
This is the performance after ignoring each other for more than half a month-how concise and concise.
Ruan Xiangyuan gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart, but he could only squint his eyes, and showed a harmless smile to the upper-level people in the No. 2 building not far away—however, if the people in the No. Ruan Xiangyuan was gone, so after receiving countless contemptuous glances, Ruan Xiangyuan looked back at the red-haired king in front of him without feeling lost at all.
"What are you looking at?" Lei Qie glanced at him, picked up the apple on the dinner plate with his big hand, and after a pause, stretched out his hand to place it side by side with the one on Ruan Xiangyuan's dinner plate. Amidst the voice, the man lowered his head and concentrated on eating his own breakfast with peace of mind, "Is it still possible to remarry after a divorce, or to reunite after a breakup?"
Just like when did we start this problem, did we get back together
—Being a couple who haven't even exchanged eyes for more than half a month is worse than Plato. Plato's last chapter
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Ruan Xiangyuan vomited so much that he wanted to spit blood on Leiqie's face.
And it was obvious that Ruan Xiangyuan was definitely not the only one who was itching with hatred at this moment—these days, some people had begun to follow behind the black-haired young man's buttocks and honestly called him the boss.
However, the black-haired young man seemed to be on the first floor back then, except that his whole body fell into a strange stagnation. When he was called "boss", he would still show a slightly surprised expression, and then responded with a It can be called a "shy" smile. Under this kind of smile, that face can only be regarded as delicate and handsome, and I don't know how many people put up tents under their pants—
But that's all.
Because, when the red-haired man appeared again at the scene of the black-haired young man's floor battle, what does it imply? Anyone who wakes up in the morning and is willing to go out with an IQ can guess the answer casually, so they suddenly realized , They died down, they felt that saving their lives was more important than picking up girls.
So at this moment, when most of the focal points in the restaurant are concentrated on the table by the window of the restaurant, everyone takes it for granted, for example—damn, they are still together, luckily I am witty Suddenly stopped meaning **.
"..." His eyeballs moved, and he quickly scanned the various and complicated expressions of the surrounding prisoners with his peripheral vision, Ruan Xiangyuan sneered, "Lei Qie, have you discovered something that can be seen by looking at the world with your toes?" —What stands between us is the gap between floors and the insurmountability of class."
Lei Qie seemed to take it for granted: "In the end, I still have countless negative distance contacts with you? Nonsense."
Ruan Xiangyuan's face was full of contempt: "Rogue."
Lei Qie paused while holding the tableware, and a trace of hesitation flashed in those blue pupils where Ruan Xiangyuan couldn't see. When the man raised his head, those eyes returned to their usual indifference. , the man raised the corners of his lips, looking a little joking, "Then you transferred to Building No. 2?"
Ruan Xiangyuan: "Hehe."
"Don't pull it down." Rachel threw away the tableware, but there was no disappointment on his face.
Ruan Xiangyuan looked at him, thousands of words could only be gathered into one sentence: "It's inexplicable."
Lei Qie sat firmly like a mountain, and sat in front of the black-haired young man in his own way. He raised his fork again, and nodded Ruan Xiangyuan's nose through the air: "I came today to kindly remind you that there is still time left before the next king's battle." In the second half of the month, you are still wandering around the twentieth floor, do you have anything to say?"
Like a no-nonsense father teaching his idle son
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It's a pity that the son feels that he has worked very hard - so it is not his fault that the exam is the bottom of the grade.
And the son believes that learning should be a personal thing.
Ruan Xiangyuan paused, and suddenly felt that in his pocket, the place where the book that recorded more and more people's names was stuffed into his skin was burning like a fire——
On the 21st floor, when Ruan Xiangyuan was standing at the gate leading to the upper floors, he stopped unexpectedly for many days, no matter what the prisoners around him provoked, the black-haired young man seemed to be As if waiting quietly for something, the rhythm of climbing up quickly stopped suddenly, and stopped.
The troublesome prisoner even asked the old god stick whether the name of the prisoner on the 21st floor had already appeared in that mysterious notebook, and the old god stick just smiled and replied in unison: "This time, He chose it himself."
Everyone was looking forward to Ruan Xiangyuan's grassroots counterattack.
But Ruan Xiangyuan stopped at this moment - no one knew why.
Ruan Xiangyuan didn't bother to explain.
It's just that what Ruan Xiangyuan didn't expect was why even the stupid master couldn't sit still Supreme killer concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao.
Facing the strange urging of the red-haired man, he slightly frowned: "This is about Building No. 3, so don't—"
"When Ryan takes the position of the king, you will never have a chance." After a moment of silence, the red-haired man abruptly interrupted Ruan Xiangyuan's words. He raised his head and looked deeply into the eyes of the black-haired young man In the eyes, "You are different from him."
The corners of his lips curled up, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, Ruan Xiangyuan moved his head, and suddenly said slowly: "You know Ryan very well?... I think a lot of people seem to be implying me that your relationship with him is not that simple."
"I'm just reminding you," Rachel frowned, "what's wrong with your hedgehog-like virtue?"
Ruan Xiangyuan snorted coldly, lowered his head and licked the food on his own plate, with a rhythm of killing and refusing to cooperate, resolutely refusing to say why he stopped
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Rachel waited for a while, frowned impatiently and snatched the tableware from the black-haired young man, and was about to say something, when suddenly, a stack of newspapers fell from the sky and was thrown between the two, interrupting their conversation. Rachel was taken aback for a moment, and angrily threw the tableware he had snatched into his own plate. He rolled his eyelids and saw the prison guards in Building No. 3 with dark faces standing beside their dining table with folded arms.
Ruan Xiangyuan raised his head and smiled heartlessly when he saw the prison guard: "Good morning, Reyce."
"How early?" said the prison guard very shamelessly, "Have you read today's newspaper?—"
While talking, the prison guard completely ignored the suddenly gloomy face of the red-haired man sitting across the table, and sat down close to Ruan Xiangyuan—even wanting to reach out and hug Ruan Xiangyuan's waist. Trembling, envious and nervous at the same time, when the black-haired young man patted his paw away without raising his head, everyone who was too involved in the scene was relieved at the same time—
Because everyone except Reyce could see the displeasure on Rachel's face.
If the claws had just been grasped like this, they suspected that the king in Building No. 2 would have thrown the entire dining table onto the prison guard's lovely face on the spot.
Ruan Xiangyuan pushed away Reis's face that was leaning towards him with all his strength, and he flipped open the newspaper for a quick glance. He found what Reis asked him to read with almost no effort. Immediately, the long After trembling slightly, the eyelashes drooped slowly, covering up the emotion in his eyes—
Rachel frowned, and involuntarily took the hold away from the black-haired young man's hand, shaking it away—
The azure blue eyes paused, and then stopped at the upper left corner of the newspaper's front page headline, on a black and white photo, the teenager in the photo smiled brightly, he was a beautiful young man, although in Rachel's impression, Most of the time, he leaned on mt's arms with a numb smile on his face like a walking dead.
Today is Tom's funeral.
"It took a long time," Ruan Xiangyuan reached out and poked the newspaper, "Why?"
"Because it takes a long time to apply to claim the dead body from the Absolute Wing Pavilion." Lei Qie slightly pursed his lips, but his face was expressionless, and he even replied a little coldly, "They should have just taken this child's body claim it back
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"Hey, what this guy said is right." Reyes propped his chin, called "this guy" to Rachel grandiosely, and added fuel to the fire beside him, "Eli's report was also written very slowly. It’s been almost a month since we’ve been dragging and going, but luckily the weather here at the Absolute Wing Pavilion is relatively cold, otherwise, when this kid’s parents came to take him away, he could see corpse spots on his face. What the hell did it turn into..."
Ruan Xiangyuan half-closed his eyes and said nothing.
Rachel looked at the black-haired young man in front of him, frowned slightly, and was raising his hand, wanting to touch him—
"—It's also possible that Tom's parents simply feel that having such a son is too shameful, and they try their best to keep this secret until they can't hide it and guess it and announce it in the space of Valkyrie."
Ironic words were inserted into the conversation between the three of them.
The light in the red-haired man's eyes suddenly dimmed, and when his fingertips were about to touch the black-haired young man's jaw, he retracted it. He turned his head and looked at the blond boy standing next to their dining table. At this moment, The blond boy smiled happily, as if the death of the man mentioned in the newspaper had nothing to do with him at this moment—
"After all, the Absolute Wing Hall is the most formal and high-level prison in the evaluation of the outside world," Mira said with a smile, "A young and beautiful child died in the Absolute Wing Hall, no matter what, it will make people think... Well, people Maybe you can imagine why he died, is it because of robbing men in prison or something?"
After saying those words, even Reyce's face turned a little ugly—for this person from the second floor, as a prison guard in the third building, he has always disliked Mira.
"Hey, Ruan Xiangyuan, don't you sympathize with him? That Tom."
Without warning, Mira suddenly called the black-haired young man's name, bent down, and approached Ruan Xiangyuan half a table away—
No one noticed that when he did this, the first thing that reacted at the table was not the black-haired young man whose name was called, but the red-haired man who had never moved. The slender fingertips moved slightly without warning.
Lei Qie slowly raised his eyelids, and his blue pupils were slowly stained with a trace of imperceptible anger.
Too familiar with the man's emotions, when the surrounding air suddenly seemed to be taken away suddenly and became full of oppression, Mira raised her eyes a little uneasy and glanced at Ryan who was not far away, and the latter looked at him expressionlessly Gritting his teeth, Mira could only pretend that he didn't feel Rachel's emotional changes, and the smile on his face became even brighter. He leaned closer to Ruan Xiangyuan, and even put his hand on the shoulder of the black-haired young man: "Hey, little Dog, let me ask you something, you had a good relationship with Tom at that time, was it because the weak sympathized with the weak?"
The name of the boy made Ruan Xiangyuan's eyelids twitch without warning.
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At the same time, Reis moved past Mira. When he met the blue eyes sitting opposite him, the prison guard gave the red-haired man a mocking smile.
"—Hey, Mira, you eat too much and go away and spit it out yourself," the next second, the prison guard stood up, and he slapped Mira's hand away from Ruan Xiangyuan's shoulder, Reyce's face was full. The storm was about to come, and the brim of the prison guard's hat was pressed down, and even the tone of his speech lost his usual briskness, "Don't be disgusting here..."
"I'm talking to him," Mira squinted at the prison guard, "it's none of your business—"
Mira couldn't finish his sentence, because his face was hit hard by a ball of newspaper—it didn't hurt, but there was a very loud "snap", and the blond boy didn't even have time to show a surprised expression. He only felt that his shoulders were firmly pressed down by a pair of hands, and then someone pressed his knee heavily on his stomach—
With a bang, along with the sound of tables and chairs being hit, Mira and the people on top of him both fell into the mess of tables and chairs—
"I've been waiting a long time for this day, Mira."
The voice was low and slow, and the cold tone made the prisoners around them stunned for a moment. At this moment, it was very difficult for them to connect the speaker with the black-haired young man who usually smiled silly at them.
However, when the black-haired young man picked up the chair closest to him without looking at him, and slammed it down on Mira's face, accompanied by the blond boy's screams of pain and splashing blood, people just reacted—
Mira is on the 21st floor of Building No. 3.
And everything that happened in front of me symbolized...
An instant floor battle broke out!
The author has something to say: Well, the day has finally come.