hey your coffin lid is flying

The 45 minutes of class time passed in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Li Qi and Zhang Biao rushed in through the back door quickly.

Li Qi squeezed Zhang Biao's deskmate away, and sat on it: "San'er, didn't you come to class this afternoon?"

Jia Luoye looked up, and San'er's seat was empty.

"Stupid," Zhang Biao said.

"Fuck, I'll give you a chance to be a man," Li Qi glared at him, "Speak well."

"He didn't come all day today!" Zhang Biao said.

"Really?" Li Qi thought for a while: "Then who added the braised pork to my bowl at noon? Don't I usually grab the third dish? He really didn't come?"

"What memory?" Zhang Biao rolled his eyes at him, "You grabbed my hard food at noon, shit!"

"Haha, is that so?" Li Qi smiled: "I don't remember at all, I thought it was San'er's who robbed me!"

"Did San'er ask for leave?" Xiang Yang asked, "Vincent didn't even remember his name."

"Thank you," Zhang Biao turned around and said, "It's said that I'm looking for the Devil Duan."

"Why is he looking for Devil Duan?" Li Qi asked.

"Who knows," Zhang Biao shrugged, "he's been a little out of his mind recently, otherwise Hu Qi wouldn't have been ripped off so quickly last time."

"What?" Li Qi asked.

"Hu Qi told me afterwards," Zhang Biao said, "San'er was going to block people at the stairs that day, but he deserted and didn't notice anyone coming up. Hu Qi was pulled down, and his butt was cracked."

"Have you seen it?" Li Qi asked.

It took Zhang Biao two seconds to realize the meaning of the sentence "Look at it". He looked at Li Qi and said, "I don't have that hobby of picking up other people's pants to see their ass."

"Who knows," Xiang Yang smirked, "Didn't you take off Li Qi's pants and put a stamp on his buttocks during the hike last year?"

"...Ah," Zhang Biao coughed, his face flushed and paled. "Is this the point? The point is San'er. He's totally out of his mind. I wonder if he's in a relationship."

"Fuck you, you can be like this in a relationship, and you're not in the mood for class?" Li Qi looked disdainful.

"Tch, how do you know love as a solo mother?" Zhang Biao said, "Love is the feeling of San'er's ecstasy, okay? What do you know?"

Li Qi made a cut, apparently not wanting to continue discussing with him what it feels like to be in love, and turned to look at Jia Luoye: "Galoye, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning?"

"Are you going to his house tomorrow?" Xiang Yang was taken aback.

Zhang Biao was also stunned, and turned his head to look at Li Qi: "Fuck, are you two going to a private meeting? Why don't you bring me?"

"Get lost," Li Qi slapped him on the arm, "I'll take him to my grandpa's house to see Feng Shui, you know it?"

"No." Zhang Biao said.

"That's it," Li Qi said, then turned to look at Jia Luoye: "But he will, if I don't take it, why not take you, cut."

Zhang Biao clicked his tongue, turned around, and pouted his mouth high.

"Let's go together tomorrow," Jia Luoye patted Xiang Yang on the back: "How about?"

Jia Luoye's hand was very cold, and it was an extraordinary enjoyment to put it on his body, even through the school uniform, Xiang Yang nodded subconsciously.

"Okay, then come pick me up with Xiang Yang tomorrow morning, and I'll go with him." Jia Luoye said to Li Qi.

Li Qi smiled, raised his right hand and made an OK gesture.

Just then, the class bell rang.

Li Qi got up quickly, walked back halfway, took out a Ferrero from his pocket, put it on Zhang Biao's table, and ran back without looking back.

Chinese teacher, serious.jpg: "Zhang Biao, who told you to eat in class, turn right when you go out, fight!"

Li Qi sighed, "Stupid, who told you to eat it in class."