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Wanting to end Lin Jinglei's petty anger, a kiss would be more or less effective. Yan Zizheng raised his arms and hooped him over, and blocked the mouth that kept questioning him with his own mouth. Nothing else happened.

But in Lin Jinglei's side, the kiss was indeed kept happily, but the matter was not finished yet, after a while he frivolously stopped the kiss, and pushed Yan Zizheng away: "Are you answering yes or no."

Yan Zizheng straightened Lin Jinglei's collar: "Can we stop talking about this?"

This was the most obvious answer, Lin Jinglei understood, Yan Zizheng didn't appreciate all his careful planning and serious thinking.He wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up: "Okay, don't talk about it, kindly treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs."

"Where are you going?" Yan Zizheng asked at the door.

Lin Jinglei snorted without looking back: "You don't care about me."

This is right to be angry.

Yan Zizheng led the goalkeeper to catch up, he took two steps closer, Lin Jinglei took two quick steps, and kept half a step ahead of him during the whole process of going downstairs.

The man's face was expressionless and angry, and he didn't speak anymore, but when he proposed to go to the cafeteria to eat, he drew a semicircle and turned the route. Compared with the angry kid, he was almost pouted.Yan Zizheng, who was walking behind, wanted to laugh even more, and followed closely into the cafeteria to wait for the ancestor to swipe his credit card for dinner.

Good-looking people are even treated kindly by the aunts in the cafeteria. For the same dish, Lin Jinglei always has more on his dinner plate.He hadn't used up the money left in his previous meal card, but he still swiped Yan Zizheng's card, and then left the window to find a place to sit without waiting for anyone.

"I know you put your heart into this whole thing," Yan Zizheng sat down with a plate in his hand, "but I was afraid that if I said too much and you would think I was in ink, so I told you decisively that I don't intend to participate. If you can't get angry, You can play your temper on me, don't hold back."

Lin Jinglei raised his head and glanced at Yan Zizheng, then continued to chomp, chewing vegetables with special force, and said disdainfully after swallowing: "You talk like farting."

What kind of description is this, is it angry words or the truth.Yan Zizheng raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you mean?"

"Who the hell told me on the phone that night that he would participate if he had the chance, but now he's acting like this."

Yan Zizheng really had nothing to say, the fact is that he broke his promise.The reason why he broke his promise was that when he answered, he never thought that Lin Jinglei would put so much thought into it, because he underestimated this kid's ability to practice words.

Lin Jinglei poked the rice on the dinner plate and continued: "I really want to have a big fight with you, but I also thought, since I have always been willing, why should I blame you."

After saying this, Lin Jinglei put down his chopsticks, got up and left without hesitation.Yan Zizheng watched the back of the first group of troops arriving at the cafeteria after the school bell, and did not catch up. He had no reason for the time being.

The unpleasant farewell in the cafeteria lasted for three and a half days, and Yan Zizheng didn't wait for Lin Jinglei to come to school.

In physical education class again, he played ball with You Zhaoyu and Cheng Fang on the court.You Zhaoyu curiously asked why Lin Jinglei didn't come, and he just continued to dribble the ball for a layup in silence.

"I said, are you two fighting again?" You Zhaoyu stopped and said, "From your reaction, if what I said is wrong, I will eat shit."

Cheng Fang: "Zhaoyu, you are reckless. I don't know if there is such a word in the world. If it is not what you said, how will you end up?"

"How else can it end? If a man says something, it's hard to follow. I'll eat shit."

Cheng Fang laughed out loud: "Then I started to expect that you were wrong."

Yu Zhaoyu looked at Yan Zizheng: "Well, you invite him to have dinner tonight. I haven't eaten out for a long time. The main thing is to put Fang Fang into practice. How about I treat you to a big meal?"

These days, the hot road is going to melt in the sun. Walking on it in flip flops is like stepping on a frying pan.

Yonago was wearing an orange and green tropical floral shirt today, and was rejected by Lin Jinglei all the way.

"What fancy clothes are you wearing? It's not earthy."

Yonago: "Look where you are getting angry. You have been inexplicably angry for two days. You blamed me for wearing a white vest yesterday, and you still blame me for changing it today. Why don't I wear it tomorrow?"

These words made the boys standing next to him under the shade of the tree laugh out loud, only Lin Jinglei kept a straight face, he would rather admit that it was because of the hot weather that made him irritable than admit that it was because of Yan Zizheng, that bastard who doesn't talk too much.

He felt that he was right this time, no matter what, Yan Zizheng had to take the initiative to contact him, if he approached him first, it would be tantamount to his mistake.He was absolutely sure that this time he was right.

On the way back from the collection, I happened to meet a child who was throwing stones at the ragged old man who was digging through the trash can for a water bottle, yelling ugly words.

After Lin Jinglei passed by, he stepped back and frowned at the little face who was saying dirty words that didn't match his age. Seeing this situation, a person beside him reminded him: "Isn't there a word called Tongyan Wuji, don't worry about it."

Lin Jinglei spat out the popsicle stick that he had already eaten in his mouth: "Tong Yan, some of them should be regarded as innocent, but I think some of them are purely under-kicked."

The 17-year-old boy walked over without saying a word and raised his hand before hitting the seven-year-old boy hard on the head.

The little kid who was crying in the street immediately sat on the ground and kicked his legs even if it was thundering or raining, and Lin Jinglei, who was so loud, wanted to cover his ears.

The brothers were at a loss, they just wanted to drag Lin Jinglei to withdraw.A woman in her fifties ran out of a small shop not far away and stopped them.

"How do you beat the child! What are you doing!"

Seeing the woman running out, the little boy called out to grandma aggrievedly.

Lin Jinglei: "This kid just owes a beating."

"How do you talk?" the woman glared at Lin Jinglei, "he is just a child!"

Yonago hurriedly pulled Lin Jinglei away before he could speak, and turned around and waved, "I'm sorry."

Lin Jinglei muttered as he walked, "I'm so sorry."

"It's better to have less than one thing."

As soon as Yonago finished speaking, something hit Lin Jinglei on the back of the head. The group looked down and saw that it was a slipper.

Lin Jinglei looked in the direction the shoes were coming from, and saw a young man walking over.The two looked at each other, wondering if they had met somewhere.

"It's you." The other party spoke first.

Lin Jinglei had a half-smile: "Think you can hit me with a slipper just because you've seen it?"

Huang Weida breathed a sigh of relief and stopped on the spot, stepping on the instep of the other with one foot: "Why do you beat my brother because you are so big."

"If I had known it was your younger brother, I should have acted harder and taught you a good lesson."

Huang Wei waved his hand: "I really don't need to bother you."

Lin Jinglei: "You didn't go to school at this time?"

"I went to hell to learn."

"Didn't it mean you turned away?"

"Where do you want to go? Which school is willing to accept students who are expelled for fighting?" Huang Weida curled his lips.

Yonago and the others saw that the two people who had just started chatting with each other started chatting in a homely mode, and their faces were full of disbelief.Lin Jinglei waved his hands to several pairs of eyes: "Go back first, I'll be there in a while."

Huang Weida picked up the slippers and put them on: "You don't go to school either?"

"I look like I went to school?"

The last time Lin Jinglei was in the dormitory of No. [-] Middle School, he was very impressed with Huang Weida. He may have absorbed his resentment from those rumors, so he felt very sorry when he learned that this person did not transfer to another school but gave up.

Lin Jinglei can't tell what kind of mood this is, he is also one of the people who don't study, but he still sighs for others.He even wondered if he didn't hate the campus that much, and if he only started to appreciate it after he really lost it, but at that time, he was the one who would drop out of school if he was killed, so this kind of contradiction really couldn't be justified.

"Then what are you doing at home every day?"

Huang Weida pointed to the rather small storefront: "Help my grandma look around the store, and take my younger brother to and from school."

"I have a job at hand, you can do it, make money, come or not."

Huang Weida smiled: "Is there such a good thing?"

Lin Jinglei: "To be honest, come or not."

You Zhaoyu asked his father for instructions to eat out at night. It really took all the courage. He thinks he is not lying. His meal is indeed to see off Cheng Fang who left on Monday. Even if there is a conspiracy involved, it will be a short time leave in the middle.

Unexpectedly, his father didn't ask any more questions, and asked the driver to leave him a large amount of cash, but told him he had to go back before ten o'clock.I don't know if he really didn't ask anyone to follow him or changed to a more resourceful one. Anyway, on the way to the restaurant after school, the three of them searched all directions with six eyes and didn't see any possible figure.

"Can Lin Jinglei come?" Cheng Fang asked Yan Zizheng who was walking beside him.

Yan Zizheng said truthfully: "I called, but he didn't answer."

Yu Zhaoyu patted Yan Zizheng and said, "I'm scared, I can't find anyone again, tell me about the two of you, it's hard to get in touch anytime without your mobile phone."

Cheng Fang spared no effort to fight back for Yan Zizheng: "It's just you, getting along with Mr. Zou is a huge problem."

"At least I can see him 180 times a day, whether it's between exercises or classes, whether he is close or far away, I feel comfortable seeing him."

Yan Zizheng put away his mobile phone: "Let's go to the restaurant first. I sent a text message. He will come if he can. If he can't, there is no need to wait."

Back at the guild hall, Lin Jinglei went to find Qi Yikuan, and what he was talking about was to bring Huang Weida into the group. He had prepared his speech, but the man didn't say anything, just let him decide.

This feeling is right, entrusted with trust and will not ask more questions.Lin Jinglei readily agreed and thanked him, but when he was about to go out, Qi Yikuan asked him to have dinner with him.

"Then I'll inform everyone right away." Lin Jinglei said.

"Come back," Qi Yikuan waved, "I mean only you."

"Only me." Lin Jinglei was a little confused.

"Yes," Qi Yikuan nodded with a smile, "Accompany me to a dinner, why, do you have something tonight?"

Lin Jinglei shook his head: "No."

"Just follow me in half an hour."

"Okay Brother Kuan."

It was after agreeing to Qi Yikuan that Lin Jinglei saw the missed calls and text messages.He felt a sense of victory for a moment, and then lost, and he blamed himself for not checking his phone earlier.

It's not easy for Qi Yikuan to break the contract, not to mention that he just agreed, so he had no choice but to reply to Yan Zizheng that he had arranged a dinner earlier and couldn't make it through.

That side comes back with a simple word.

"it is good."

It wasn't the first time I had dinner with Qi Yikuan, but most of them were with a few people from the collection department, and the most private time was accompanied by two big fellows who were twins.

But this time, Qi Yikuan drove the car by himself.

When Lin Jinglei saw the sports car, he remembered that he had seen it on the road about two years ago. There was only one in the whole city. At that time, he was walking with Tang Shan and Da Qi on the road. When a gust of wind passed by, they sighed for a long time. He actually sat in today, he gestured to Qi Yikuan twice before getting into the co-pilot.

"Damn, Brother Kuan, your car is really cool."

The corner of Qi Yikuan's mouth curled up: "There are even cooler ones, do you want to experience it?"

Although catching up with the rush hour, the car's full speed was not delayed by going around from the outside of the city. The only thing left in my ears was the howling of Xia Feng.

Qi Yikuan's driving skills are very good, especially when overtaking, he always avoids all obstacles in a flash.

With such a wide field of vision and immersive experience, Lin Jinglei has never felt such excitement in 3D car racing games.

After completely throwing away the city, Qi Yikuan turned to look at Lin Jinglei, and then he slowed down.

The car that stopped slowly made Lin Jinglei's flying bangs return.He looked around and asked puzzledly, "Why did it stop? Is it a picnic?"

Qi Yikuan opened the car door and got out, motioning for Lin Jinglei to climb into the driver's seat: "Come and try driving."

"No," Lin Jinglei shook his head, "I don't know how to drive."

"Come on, it's okay, I'll teach you." Qi Yikuan had already walked around to the co-pilot.

"Brother Kuan, it won't be good if you hit it. This car is so expensive, what should I pay for it?" Lin Jinglei laughed.

Qi Yikuan patted Lin Jinglei on the back: "You just drive, if it breaks, I'll be the one to blame."

For boys of this age, their liking and curiosity for cars can surpass everything else, especially for this kind of car that they may never get their hands on in their lifetime.Lin Jinglei looked at Qi Yikuan with bright eyes: "Can I really drive?"

Qi Yikuan nodded with a smile: "Yes."

So they changed positions, Qi Yikuan patiently and concisely explained to Lin Jinglei how to operate, this kid is quite smart, he can drive away steadily after getting started, but he dare not speed up, a good sports car has turned into a classic car.

Lin Jinglei was nervous, the steering wheel was wet with sweat in his palms, leaving a mark every time he moved a piece of position.

"It's a turn, no no no I can't turn a corner." Lin Jinglei even closed his eyes for the first time when he didn't want to face it.

Qi Yikuan was amused by such a young man, he turned sideways and held the hands on the steering wheel, corrected the direction and said: "Close your eyes can't solve the problem."

Lin Jinglei smiled awkwardly: "How long will it be?"

"It's coming soon. Have you seen the villa in front? We'll be there."

After driving the car into the villa compound, Lin Jinglei realized that Qi Yikuan had come for a family dinner when he heard Qi Yikuan greet the people in the yard.

"Brother-in-law."

"Did you change the driver?" The man who was playing with the dog in the yard stood up and asked Qi Yikuan after looking at Lin Jinglei in the driver's seat.