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Although he was kissed through a mask, Mu Su still thought about it, so he took off the mask and threw it into the trash can.He felt that Mo Wen suddenly became very strange and scary, he was no longer the person who played, ate, and went crazy with him before.

"... kao!" After holding back for a long time, he cursed in a low voice.

After school, I squatted on the side of the road. I didn't feel like riding a bike today, so I just found a station and squatted there waiting for the bus.

Just when he saw that the bus was about to get up, he was suddenly kicked by someone, and he fell out of the bus stop and rolled in front of the bus. "Ah!" The sharp cry penetrated the entire road.

Before Mu Su came back to his senses, he just felt that he was surrounded by many people, and he didn't feel the pain of being run over by a big car, but just felt that his bones hit the asphalt road, stinging and stinging.

After a while, he was pulled up by someone and barely stood up.The driver next to him was cursing, and Mu Su couldn't hear what he said clearly, so he was helped to sit under the bus stop sign.

Qingfeng was sitting in the classroom with a mask on and was doing self-study, looking out the window in boredom. Yesterday's running around caused him to catch a cold, and his head was groggy all day long.

At this moment, a person who sneaked out to buy food passed the corridor with a chicken chop in his mouth, ran into their classmate, Tan Ling, and shouted loudly, "Just now your elementary school boy almost died. "

Before Tan Ling came back to his senses, he stopped and was a little puzzled, but he heard the man add, "It's that arrogant elementary school boy a few times ago, what's his name is Su, I saw him roll under the bus and almost got run over." died."

"Musu!" The quiet classroom was pierced by an exclamation.

Before everyone could react, Qingfeng rushed out of the door, ignoring the discipline of the self-study class and ran out of the school gate.

Qingfeng was sweating all over his body, his mind was full of the key words that the person said just now, under the bus, almost crushed to death... a small group of people surrounded by the bus stop not far from the school gate.

"Let's go." Qingfeng pushed those people away, and what he saw was Musu sitting under the stop sign with a pale face. "Musu!" He grabbed his shoulder and looked up and down for any injuries.

Musu's forehead and cheeks were sweating but he didn't say a word, "Is there something wrong, where does it hurt?"

"Go to the infirmary first." Tan Ling reached out to help him up, but Mu Su asked them very calmly, "Don't you still have self-study classes?"

"Come up!" Qingfeng squatted down and carried him on his back. Musu's body was cold, obviously frightened, but what frightened them the most was how this bluffing child suddenly became silent.

The infirmary checked up and down, and it was just some small scratches, nothing serious.Musu leaned on Qingfeng's body, lazily looking at the human skeleton model in front of him.

"You're too careless, why did you roll in front of the bus?" Tan Ling poured him a glass of water, but Musu didn't bother to reach out to take it, and it was Qingfeng who brought the glass to his mouth and fed him mouthful with.

"I didn't, someone kicked me." A small sound made people's hearts tremble, and Qingfeng and Tan Ling took a deep breath.

"Kick you!" They walked around Musu's body at the same time, checking the traces behind them, and as expected, there was a shallow shoe print on the back of the school uniform.

Musu was lying on a small bed in the infirmary, with one hand on his stomach and one arm covering his eyes.From Qingfeng's point of view, he seemed to have not yet escaped from the fright, his eyes were blank, and he was always running away, completely different from his previous appearance.

"Take care of him." Qingfeng covered Musu with a quilt, turned and walked out of the infirmary.

Only Tan Ling and the distraught Musu were left in the room. Tan Ling really wanted to comfort him, but he couldn't say a word.A thought flashed through my mind, perhaps only Tan Qingfeng could comfort this frightened person, and I always felt that they were very familiar with each other.

"Tan Ling..." The two were silent for a long time, and Mu Su spoke first, hiding half of his face under the quilt.

Tan Ling responded softly, "Huh?"

"When you knew Ke Cheng's mind, what did you think in your heart?" Even though Mu Su walked between life and death, he still couldn't control himself to think about this question. If he hadn't been distracted by thinking so much just now, maybe It's not like he was almost kicked under the car.

Tan Ling's silence made Mu Su a little unconfident about whether he would answer this question, but when he heard his response, "Of course my first reaction was to run away, and I ran away at that time, deeply afraid that my back would be seen by him. "There was a slight bitterness in the corner of his mouth, and no smile could be seen from the angle of his mouth." Then he fell into a vicious circle of entanglement. He attached great importance to such a person, but he didn't dare to approach him again. Should he stay away or act as if nothing happened? Even acquiescing to such a feeling that surrounds me."

"What about you? Are you staying away, acting like nothing happened, or... acquiescing?" Mu Su propped himself up and half sat up, staring at Tan Ling seriously, not wanting to miss any expression that could convey the message to him.

"Ke Cheng dropped out of school. He said he didn't like to study finance, but liked photography, and wanted to learn from the photographer he admired the most. When he recovers from his illness, it's time to pursue this dream." The implication is that dreams and talks are in the middle. Tan Ling hoped that Ke Cheng would run in the opposite direction from where he was, the farther the better.

"Did he decide like that?" Musu nuzzled, but suddenly he didn't like Ke Cheng's choice, "He knows, and you know too?"

"Why do you ask that?" Mu Su has never been a person who likes to ask a lot, not to mention that he and Ke Cheng had no ending from the beginning.

Musu lowered his head and thought for a while, then replied crisply, "I just want to give myself some confidence. If I were Ke Cheng, I would definitely not think so." His answer aroused Tan Ling's curiosity, "Oh?"

"There is no contradiction between these two things. If you catch up with you, it would be nice to take you to chase your dreams. A lifetime is so long, and you don't have to finish everything in your teens or 20s. After all, people will grow old. Dreams never grow old." Some philosophical words came out of Mu Su's mouth, but they still had a bit of mischievous taste.

Tan Ling subconsciously felt that there was nothing wrong with what Mu Su said, and couldn't help saying, "His liking has nothing to do with me."

Such cruel and heartless words actually came out of the always sunny and cheerful Tan Ling, but it is not unreasonable to think about it.Mu Su got angry and said unwillingly, "I like a person, so I must try my best to make him related to me!"