Ma Xiaoding is about to speak.
Song Yu had been trapped by him for so long, and he knew his urination for a long time.
Ma Xiaoding was forced to step back, silently swallowed the words "go out and beat his son" in his throat, and stood behind.
As soon as Song Yu's attitude was taken away, he opened his eyes freely and said nonsense: "If you don't go anywhere, just go out to the toilet."
Xie Sui glanced at him lightly: "Do you need to take someone with you to the toilet?"
Song Yu grabbed Ma Xiaoding's clothes again and urged him with a wink, "Tell Xie Sui, do you dare not go to the toilet alone after returning from the haunted house."
Ma Xiaoding vomited blood in his heart, and was forced to nod his head wildly: "Yes, yes, I'm afraid of death."
Xie Sui fixed on looking at him for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "It's a coincidence, I don't dare."
Xie Sui: "Let's go together."
Song Yu: "..."
Of course, it is impossible for the three of them to actually go to the toilet.
Xie Sui walked in front, not in the direction of the toilet at all. He stepped down the stairs with long legs and walked directly to the main entrance of the library.
Song Yu was a little embarrassed when his mind was dismantled. After he coughed, he explained the ins and outs to him: "Do you remember Yao Rui who was beaten by me last time for blocking the way? A group of them took advantage of Saturday this time. Can you bear the bullying blatantly? I can't bear it anyway."
So it's really not that he was looking for trouble on purpose.
Xie Sui glanced at him and mocked in a cold tone: "Oh, so the school tyrant is planning to do justice again?"
Song Yu explained: "No, in fact, I have never recognized this school bully."
Xie Sui: "I see you fighting wildly."
Song Yu: "You only see me fighting? Didn't you see me reading day and night with lights on?"
Xie Sui: "Huh? Didn't I tell you to go to bed earlier?"
Song Yu: "Don't change the subject!"
The two teenagers were talking between the corridors.
Ma Xiaoding felt that he was here to make up the numbers, like a light bulb that was big and round and still did not light up.
There is also a reading room on the first floor. Now that it's like this, everyone has no intention of studying at all, and pushes around to see it. The people in Thirteen Middle School were blocked at the door.
Yao Rui sat on the steps, lit a lighter, and lit a cigarette.
The people next to him looked around: "Brother Rui, if that kid Song Yu can't hide."
Yao Rui exhaled a smoke ring and stood up, his face full of yin: "Then let's go in and get people out."
The first floor of the library of No. 1 Middle School is very simple in design. It is separated from the hall and the door is facing the stairs.
When Yao Rui and his party walked in, Song Yu and Xie Sui just came down.
The two waves of people collided.
Full of gunpowder flavor.
A group of people on the sidelines took a deep breath.
When Yao Rui met Song Yu that called an enemy, he was very jealous, and threw the cigarette between his fingers on the ground and stomped it out, almost popping out of his teeth and saying, "Song Yu, you can hide after the first day of the new year, but you can't hide on the fifteenth, last time. Let's do the math now."
Song Yu didn't speak yet.
Xie Sui has already spoken, looked at his group of 13 middle school indifferently, and raised his chin: "Go out and count."
The people who came out to watch took a breath again in an instant - thank God, what is this doing? My boyfriend hurt his hand, so he taught people a lesson
Song Yu swallowed the harsh words in his mouth silently, and gave Yao Rui a sympathetic look.
It's okay for him to start, but Xie Sui's move is really cruel.
But Yao Rui didn't notice it yet, and said wildly: "I'm talking to Song Yu, who are you, it's your turn to speak."
Xie Sui hooked her lips: "his friend."
Many girls onlookers covered their faces and silently added a male character to him.
- His boyfriend.
Song Yu pulled the corners of his mouth, his eyes showed a bit of pity, the scum was about to hang up, and his words were tyrannical.
Facts have proved that Song Yu's wax point is correct.
This afternoon.
The entire No. 1 Middle School was stunned as they looked at their cold and abstinent school grass, who seemed to not eat the fireworks of the world, and they got into a fight.
And he played sassy and handsome.
After all, Song Yu was sitting on the wall and saw him pick ten, and was not surprised at the scene at all.
Seeing Yao Rui being beaten to the ground, he relieved his anger and cheered at the side: "666!"
Seeing a group of people from No. 13 Middle School fall to the ground, they applauded and praised sincerely, "Nice."
"Ah"
Screams rang out in the library.
The onlookers in No. 1 Middle School are roughly divided into three categories.
A kind of good student, heartbroken, "Why hasn't Chuanxi come yet, the gangsters from the next school are making trouble, is there anyone who cares, I'm dying of anxiety"
A kind of person who is so handsome that Xie Sui is crazy, clutching his chest, "Ah, I'm dead, I'm going to be green tonight, Brother Yu"
The one who was shocked and admired, mostly boys: "Damn, bullshit, is the first in the fucking year like this all the time?"
The foreign students who accompanied their friends to the library to study also sighed: "This is the school bully of your school that you have been telling me? This fight is so fucking handsome."
The boy from No. 1 Middle School standing next to him, hearing that he was in a very complicated mood, shook his head and sighed, "No, this is the same table as the school bully."
Student from the school next door: "Ah? What about the school bully?"
The boy from No. 1 Middle School twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly and said, "Just press 6 next to him and say nice."
Student from the school next door: "???"
The lesson is over.
A group of girls next to him applauded excitedly.
"Thank God for your hard work."
"Brother has worked hard."
Song Yu thought it was fun and shouted, "It's hard work, hard work."
Xie Sui gave him a cool look.
After the fight, you must clear the field quickly, after all, the dean is on his way.
A girl next to them reminded them: "Brother Yu, let's go, Shuxie never makes sense, and if he catches you, you will be trained for a long time."
Ma Xiaoding also reacted: "Yes, Brother Yu, you are already on the blacklist of extermination - even if you don't do anything as a spectator, you will be punished by him."
Song Yu twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly when he thought of the dean's angry expression holding a trumpet.
I have been studying here for an afternoon, and the time is about the same. It is time to go back.
He tilted his head and said to them, "Then it's all gone, you didn't see anything, just act like a group of people from the 13th Middle School came to the door and performed a suicide."
Everyone laughed out loud, but the school bully had spoken, how dare they not listen, and walked back to the reading room one after another.
Song Yu just dragged Xie Sui to the door of the library and found that it was raining outside.
The drizzle was drizzling, shrouding the teaching building in fog.
Ma Xiaoding said doglegly, "Oh, brother Yu, wait, I'll borrow an umbrella for you."
Song Yu said, "It's so troublesome." Time is running out.
He dragged Xie Sui and rushed into the rain.
When Ma Xiaoding hurried over, he stared wide-eyed, stood at the library door and shouted, "Brother Yu—umbrella—"
Accompanied by his voice, the dean of the school roared in exasperation, and along with the sound of the horn, it came from the other direction.
"What about the people from the Thirteenth Middle School - is Song Yu causing trouble here again?"
Song Yu raised the corner of his mouth.
When will Lao Tian realize that he is the man he can't catch up with. He stopped running and wanted to turn around and wave at Ma Xiaoding, to be handsome.
"Remember to help me tell Laotian—hey!"
Who knew that there was a sunken puddle in front of him, and he almost stepped into it, but was pulled aside by Xie Sui to escape.
"Song Yu!" Xie Sui's voice contained thin anger in the rain.
After staggering to his feet, Song Yu was still holding Xie Sui's wrist, and the rain splashed on his trousers.
Behind him was the irascible dean, the thugs who fell to the ground, and the stunned Ma Xiaoding holding the umbrella.
I don't know why, the more Song Yu thought about it, the more laughing it became, but he couldn't hold back, he bent down and laughed.
"Hahahaha absolutely."
Xie Sui's anger dissipated into helplessness, feeling the temperature of Song Yu's palm on his wrist,
The young man's smile in his ears, like the damp wind, with the smell of soil and grass, swept into his heart. Bringing him back to the real age of fifteen, many emotions melted into this misty rain in an instant.
Song Yu laughed until his stomach hurt, and said to him, "You know what, I just heard that I have another personality, called a marginal nice school tyrant."
He was really amused by this, and laughed until tears came out.
Thinking back on what happened just now, it's true.
It's all Xie Sui who are handsome in the fight, and he is a salted fish.
He held back his smile, raised his head, his eyes were bright, and said seriously, "Brother Xie Sui has worked hard."
Xie Sui looked into his eyes, but the words that came to his mouth were stopped, and his thin lips pursed into lines.
After all, Lao Tian refused to let him go, and handed over a group of people from Thirteen Middle School to the security room. He chased after him again with an umbrella in his hand, and shouted with a loudspeaker across the distance: "What are you running, Song Yu! Who else can get into trouble with the 13th Middle School! You are indispensable for the review under the flag on Monday!"
Song Yu complained: "That can't be caught by you, it will delay my study time at night. Let me have a good weekend first."
After he finished speaking, he dragged Xie Sui away quickly.
"Come on."
The dean jumped in anger: "Song Yu!"
The slanting wind and drizzle wet the black hair.
Song Yu also turned around and whistled at him, beckoning.
Provocative.
"See you on Monday, teacher."
Wanton and unrestrained, like the grass before spring, when I was young.
Xie Sui stared at his profile, and finally couldn't hold back and laughed. The frost under the eyes melted coldly, like the moonlight on the sea clean and gentle.
He said softly in his heart, that's it.
The black mud wrapped layer by layer in the soul seems to be washed away by the mist and rain.
He never knew that there would be a time when he would let go of something so easily. It just doesn't seem to matter anymore. In the last life, you may miss it, you may be a stranger, you may regret it, or you may part ways. But in this life, he is still by his side, and everything is in time.
The past is not admonished, and those who come can be chased.
Finally got rid of the dean and stopped at the bus stop.
"Song Yu."
He whispered his name softly.
The smile on Song Yu's face hadn't disappeared, and he tilted his head suspiciously: "What's wrong?"
Xie Sui lowered her eyes and said lightly, "Stop dreaming in the future."
Song Yu: "???" He was stunned for a while, then he couldn't help laughing and crying: "You still have a lot of control."
Xie Sui said again, "don't dream of me again."
Song Yu widened his eyes and stared at him blankly. Although he explained this matter himself, he still felt embarrassed and some strange emotions when he said it from Xie Sui's mouth.
-What do you mean to stop dreaming of you, is that what I want to dream of
its not right.
Song Yu reacted: "Don't you believe it!"
Xie Sui said, "you always thought I didn't believe it. Didn't you dream that I was a nightmare?"
He stared into Song Yu's eyes, smiled, and said softly, "Dreams are all fake, open your eyes."
The last sentence seemed to be whispered to myself.
"I will always be at your side."