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On the way, Yan Zizheng let Daqi away who was about to send him back to bed. He didn't go back to school but went home.

In an unpopular house, he has long been accustomed to ventilating the door first. When he closed the window and fell on the bed, looking at the empty surroundings in a daze, loneliness made his vision and hearing extremely sensitive.

After drinking the wine, he spit out some, absorbed some, and he was still a little sober.

In these three points, every point has Lin Jinglei standing.

The man turned his back to him, he was approaching and far away, never looking back, he wanted to catch up but there was no way under his feet except the abyss.He wanted to shout, but couldn't make any sound at all.

The prism-like illusion in the trance is very similar to their current situation.

Although the school wall across the way is easy to climb, it is actually much more difficult than imagined.Lin Jinglei dragged his heart to have fun outside, his fear and cranky thoughts became more and more concentrated and difficult to dissipate.

Under the condition of not being able to know in time, all passive learning is sudden.

Stuffed and sad, if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean he doesn't have it.

Ever since he was a child, he has been the best at keeping calm, calm and calm as if he can stabilize everything, but who knows how flustered he is and how afraid he is of losing.

That kind of being caught off guard is like being in class, the head teacher suddenly opened the door and came in and told him that something happened to his mother.He would make a fuss out of a molehill after experiencing it, and he also knew that Lin Jinglei was a good person with the ability to take care of himself, but he was just afraid, so scared that he would die.

He was afraid that Lin Jinglei would be beaten when he took part in the fight, he was afraid that Lin Jinglei would be hit if he did not cross the road properly, he was afraid that Lin Jinglei would be taken away at another dinner party...

He was too scared.

Who said that alcohol can make people confused, many times alcohol can make people sober, those who dare to think, do, speak, and make decisions become decisive instead.

Drunken, he lay there puzzled and thought, if it is such a torture, it doesn't matter if he learns to read or not, then he can completely mix with Lin Jinglei.

It was not a long night, Lin Jinglei got up in the middle to go to the toilet and then slept until dawn.The hangover headache was killing him, and he got up in the morning and took a painkiller to smooth the frown.

He had the impression of sitting in the courtyard outside, so he didn't know that it was Principal Lin's masterpiece.In this family, his aunt and brother are both on his side, and only his uncle can correct his attitude from time to time.

It was extremely difficult for him to walk the distance after washing up and sitting in front of the dining table, and he was always in the prevention of the man who was silently drinking porridge at the table would suddenly kick him.

The bowl was a little hot, and he didn't pick it up, which became the beginning of the man's fault.

"I'm seventeen this year. I don't have anything I should have. It's like I don't have long arms to eat. Can't I pick up the bowl and eat?" Lin Guodong scolded.

Lin Jinglei sighed silently, looked at his aunt and then at his younger brother, and picked up the bowl obediently.

Lin Guodong continued: "What happened yesterday? Don't you want to talk about it?"

Lin Jinglei withdrew his chopsticks from picking up pickles, and really wanted to talk back and ask if he should go back to his room to make a draft and give a report with a lot of emotion later.He hummed in a low voice: "I had a meal with my friends and drank some wine, and then we had a conflict..."

Lin Guodong interrupted loudly: "Does that mean drinking a little wine? I don't even know me anymore. Look at you now, with your ears pierced and your hair dyed, do you look like a good person? What are you going to do? Be a hooligan in society? If this is your life aspiration, then I shouldn't have made up my mind to raise you in the first place, I might as well strangle you to death!"

Lin Jinglei didn't move at all, he didn't blink or breathe, his heart was pierced by his uncle's words at that moment, all the bitterness of being under the fence rushed out instantly, he stared at the broken flowers on the table and paused word by word: " It's not too late to strangle now."

The table was overturned, and the furious man raised his hand and was about to hit him, the room became chaotic in an instant, there were only three people in the line of sight who were chattering and making noise, but there seemed to be thirty chaotic people, but Lin Jinglei was still still, leaning on his body. The spilled porridge was sticky and piled up on the corner of his clothes, and after he stood up suddenly, it fell to the floor. He picked up the cat by his legs, and strode towards the door without looking back.

"Jing Lei! Where are you going!"

"elder brother!"

The voice behind him was locked in the door, and he ran out of the yard like crazy, out of the alley, and onto the street.There is the wind in the ear, and the soreness in the nasal cavity.

For more than ten years, he has been fed by Principal Lin, worn by Principal Lin, and lived by Principal Lin. Logically speaking, he should have a correct attitude to accept reprimand and discipline honestly, but he just can't do it. At the first sign, he felt that he had to leave, to leave the home that didn't belong to him. As he continued to grow, nothing else changed, but his self-esteem became stronger and stronger.

He wants to be a carefree teenager, but life always proves to him that he is whimsical. At this age, he should stay in school and pretend to be good at home. Once he wants to escape from the track, he will be completely lost.

After running a long way, Lin Jinglei stopped. The ears of wheat in his arms curled up because of his strenuous exercise and tightly hooked his claws on the front of his T-shirt, scratching a few small holes.

He gasped and looked blankly at the crossroads, his growth was always fast when he was happy and slow when he was lost, how much he thought that he had already passed this stage now, that he could get rid of any rescue with the label of love and no longer Count on his uncle and his aunt.

What is the way out is that we should restrain all wanton madness, repress the desire to escape and commit ourselves to the so-called what to do.

Lin Jinglei squatted there breathing evenly, the bustling crowd was busy, as if he alone had nothing to do.

He hated going to school very much, and he liked Yan Zizheng very much. It seemed that only by accompanying Yan Zizheng to school could he neutralize this entanglement.

He was so rebellious that he thought he could take an unconventional path and live every day with a hedonistic cleverness.Regarding the future, he doesn't want to and doesn't guess.But when it comes to the uncertain future, he really wants Yan Zizheng still so much.

He stood up holding the ears of wheat and ran all the way, avoiding all moving or fixed obstacles and going straight to Yizhong.

He wanted to tell Yan Zizheng right now that he wanted to go back to school, and he wanted them to spend the day and night together in and out of class, and then take the exam together to travel a longer distance.

He suddenly understood that every wavering in the past was brewing, and when the fermentation was successful, he had to make up his mind, and he wanted to come back to study.

It turned out that in the end, no one could persuade him to move, but he himself took the initiative.Lin Jinglei chose to run upstairs and knocked on the door of Class No. [-] after sending a message without waiting for a response. As soon as the door opened, he looked over at the room where he was in class.

He didn't call for someone, he saw that Yan Zizheng's seat was vacant, stretched his neck to look at the back door, and You Zhaoyu's seat was also vacant.

He thought that Yan Zizheng probably didn't get up in the dormitory after drinking yesterday, so he ran to the dormitory and used the old trick to go downstairs to ask the aunt for the key to open the door, until he saw that there was no one on the neat bed. A wave of positive energy was completely exhausted.

Yan Zizheng was not difficult to find, even if he didn't answer the phone, he could still guess where it was.It took Lin Jinglei half an hour to arrive at Yan Zizheng's community.He felt that this person was here, and something would be wrong if he wasn't there.

It’s been a long time since I heard the doorbell. Yan Zizheng, who was woken up, opened his eyes and had the illusion that everything was a dream. Maybe his father who went out for a morning jog or his mother who went out to buy vegetables forgot to bring the key, so he sat up suddenly, Lin Jinglei's loud shout was heard outside the door.

"Yan Zizheng! Are you there!"

Yan Zizheng didn't wear any shoes, got out of bed and trotted to open the door, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who pushed him in: "How do you know I'm here?"

Lin Jinglei sat down on the sofa, and said with a little pride: "You don't like to run around like I do. If you're not here, you have no place to go."

After Yan Zizheng yawned, he looked at Lin Jinglei's cat on the ground, and said with a chuckle, "You want to give the cat to me and leave?"

"Are you so sure that I want to leave?"

"You will take the cat with you when you leave home."

Lin Jinglei really wanted to come here in a fit of anger, but he figured it out on the way, so he ran to Yan Zizheng. He curled his lips and said, "You only want cats?"

Yan Zizheng came over: "Cats want it, people want it too."

"Why didn't you go to school? Asked for leave?"

Yan Zizheng shrugged: "I didn't ask for leave, I just don't want to go, and I don't want to go in the future."

"What?" Lin Jinglei stared.

Yan Zizheng sat down beside Lin Jinglei: "If I say I want to stay with you instead of studying, are you happy?"

Lin Jinglei looked at Yan Zizheng silently for a long time with a numb scalp, whether they had a tacit understanding or a tacit understanding.

As long as a person dominates his heart and brain, then whatever happens with him is at the right time.

He wants to give up the flat road for him, and he wants to return to the right path for him. He should not praise bravery, nor should he lament coincidence. Nothing can be done with each other.

The approach of two hearts is not complicated, and the attraction of two souls is not lengthy. They just want to be nice to him for no reason.

"I just want to be with you."

It was Yan Zizheng who spoke, his head tilted slightly forward to meet Lin Jinglei's forehead, he looked closely into those ice blue eyes and continued: "I want to hang out with you forever."

Lin Jinglei smiled, he opened his arms to hug Yan Zizheng, and rubbed against him like a koala, he didn't say anything, just smiled silly.It took a long time to realize that the situation had gone astray. He pushed away the person hugging him and said solemnly: "I'm going back to school."

In Yan Zizheng's dilated pupils was his smiling face: "Surprised or not?"

The most surprising thing about Lin Jinglei's determination to go back to school was not Yan Zizheng, but the family of three.

They never expected that the person who seemed to be pissed off in the morning would come back briskly before dinner.

Lin Tai ran to the kitchen door and whispered to the woman who stuck her head out and watched: "Mom, I just said that my brother must have a brain problem. He has been crazy since last night."

Tong Yuying worried: "It's a bit abnormal."

After Lin Jinglei opened the can for Maisui, he really couldn't stand the girl's bewildered eyes, and he said, "Why don't you believe it?"

"Jing Lei, you're in a bad mood, right? Aunt waits for your uncle to come back and clean him up in front of you. If you're not happy, just say it. Don't hold it back."

"Brother, my dad is really angry, you..."

"Oh, enough of you guys," Lin Jinglei interrupted, "I really thought about it, I didn't lie to you."

When Lin Guodong returned home just in time for dinner, when he entered the door to ask questions, he was choked back by a passing figure carrying a plate in his sight.Worried that this kid would throw a tantrum and not go home, he let go of his hanging heart, changed his shoes with a straight face, washed his hands with a straight face, and sat down at the dinner table with a straight face.

When Lin Jinglei picked up his bowl and wanted to serve him a meal, his face was moved, and he was a bit vigilant: "What's the matter with you?"

Lin Jinglei laughed dryly and put the full bowl back in place: "That...I want to tell you something."

Lin Tai bit his chopsticks, picked up the bowl and went to the room: "I'll go back to the room and eat."

Tong Yuying got up and went to the kitchen: "I'll go see if the soup is ready."

Of the two remaining fathers on the table, one harbored evil intentions and the other doubted.

"Did you get into trouble again?"

"No," Lin Jinglei hesitated, "I just want to tell you, I want to go back to school."

Shocked, Principal Lin's expression can definitely be described by this word. He looked at his nephew who was smiling and waiting for his reply, and picked up the shelf as well as his chopsticks: "Now you know how to go to school? Do you think the school is run by your family? You come and go when you want? You..."

Lin Jinglei listened with an expected expression, found a gap and interjected: "Then if I can't go back, I will..."

"Did I say I can't go back?" Lin Guodong glanced at the young man, "Can't you finish listening?"

"Yes," Lin Jinglei shrank his neck, "I can finish listening."

So he let the man on the opposite side chatter for almost 10 minutes. His aunt and brother didn't eat at the dinner table at all in order to prevent redundancy, and they didn't save him from this auditory disaster. The food is cold.

Principal Lin gave him a leave of absence to save his hand, so Lin Jinglei knew that as long as he wanted, he would definitely be able to go back and continue his studies.

The slap in the face came soon, and Principal Lin told him that he could not continue his second year of high school, but had to start from the beginning.

"Should I start from freshman year?" Lin Jinglei asked in disbelief.

"Yes, you missed half the semester, and you still expect to continue studying?"

"It's not that you don't know what level I am, it's not the same whether you read it or not."

"Enroll me again from the freshman year of high school. If you don't improve your studies, then today's future will be broken," Principal Lin said clearly, "I don't have time to deal with the mess you left. The students and teachers in the school What do you think of me? This is normal, if you are absent for half a year, you will be downgraded, and you can't make a special case."

"Jing Lei, you have to listen to your uncle," Tong Yuying sat down, "Since you want to go back and read it yourself, you have to change. If you still want to hang out, it doesn't matter where you hang out. Yes. wrong."

Lin Jinglei was silent for a few seconds, then raised his hand and said, "You all stop talking, let me take care of you."

Going back to study under such conditions, it means that he has to be at the same level as Lin Tai, and it means that he has become Yan Zizheng's junior.

He thought that if he could propose to go back to study, his uncle and aunt would be obedient, but he didn't expect that he would be blatantly taking advantage of the situation like this.

This wave seems to be at a loss.