The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

Qu Linggong used the time after class to delete the bad comments on Weibo, and eliminated the possible incidents of cyber violence.

He also called Yin Zi and asked him to quickly remove those younger brothers who were blocking Zhang Junruo at the subway entrance.

He knew Yin Zi's work efficiency very well, but when school was over, Mr. Qu was still worried. Recalling the scene of Zhang Junruo being besieged and beaten, he was terrified and withdrew the driver who came to pick him up, insisting on Send Zhang Junruo to the subway.

It happened to be the evening rush hour when he entered the subway entrance, and there were many people on the train, and he was worried that passers-by would crowd his house, so he went in together.

Zhang Junruo had become a little desensitized to Qu Linggong's weird behavior today, so he calmly stood aside and let him play.

Qu Linggong just said this afternoon that he would cover Zhang Junruo, and he really did what he said, and immediately "covered" him with "personal practice".

He stood in a corner of the carriage, with his arms outstretched, propping up a space in the corner, enclosing Zhang Junruo in it, trying to straighten his back so that no one would bump into his darling.

Qu Linggong's boyfriend power accumulated for 7 years is like a prehistoric power that cannot be hidden no matter how hard it is, erupting suddenly and astonishingly.Zhang Junruo, blushing and drooping his eyelashes in the small space he managed to prop up, said several times not to do this, but it didn't work, so he could only stand obediently.It's just that the two are tall and standing very close to each other. Qu Linggong's faint woody fragrance mixed with a trace of sweat exudes strong hormones, making Zhang Junruo's cheeks blush.

The back is the hardest-hit area of ​​the bamboo cane, covered with criss-cross scars, being pushed and rubbed by the passengers behind him, it feels so sour.Qu Linggong frowned and endured at first, then fine cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead, and then he couldn't hold it anymore, grinning his teeth and trying not to moan in front of his family Ruoruo.

He frowned for a while, then pursed his mouth for a while, his body was still trembling slightly, his throat held a breath, and he always seemed to be moaning in the next second, his expression was painful and seductive, if Zhang Jun was caught by him Wrapped between his arms, in a state of being slammed by the wall, the innocent and shy boy was turned red and white by him, so embarrassed that he wanted to pass out on the spot.

Zhang Junruo's home was far away, and the two of them maintained this posture for a long time. Later, when the returning home army in the car finally dispersed, Qu Linggong finally let out a sigh of relief.The whole body was stretched until it was numb, and the long legs trembled weakly, wanting to fall to the ground.

In the last few stops before the finish line, the car gradually emptied, and the two sat down in a seat with few people, and the hatchback kept silent tacitly.

At this time, Mr. Qu already looked haggard and sick, his face was as white as paper. He remembered that at this time in his last life, he had been lying solidly in the hospital for three days.He leaned on his knees with his hands and buried his head in his palms. Because he hadn't eaten all day, he was sweating profusely. He despised himself in his heart and felt that he was a weak chicken at this moment.

In this posture, his thin school uniform jacket is supported by his broad shoulders, and it is slightly torn off, revealing a small piece of skin under the back of the neck and shoulder blades, covered with glaring blue and red scars, he is such a handsome and arrogant boy , Being beaten like this, it is inexplicably sad to see.

Zhang Junruo clenched his fingers subconsciously, trembling his eyelashes, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Qu Linggong turned his head in a daze, met the boy's worried eyes, paused for a moment when he realized the boy's question, then bent his phoenix eyes, smiled slightly, and replied seriously and calmly: "It's okay."

Zhang Junruo's heart beat suddenly half a beat faster, and he was hit by this guy's knowing blow in a daze.

Qu Linggong had a slight blush on his face. He felt that it was embarrassing for him to be seen by his family Ruoruo, which affected him to establish a solid, reliable, tall and glorious image in Ruoruo's heart. When he said the phrase "wait for me, I will come to pick you up when I get rid of the Qu family", but he forcibly held back. In this life, he didn't want to talk nonsense about making Zhang Junruo wait for him, because the one who stood there waiting One is easily injured.

When he thought of the scene of Zhang Junruo standing behind the teaching building in his previous life and seeing him with Fang Yifei, he would feel a piercing pain in his heart.

The tall boy was arched, his big hands clasped between his knees, his eyes were burning, and he was thinking about his own policy and plan.

——In this life, let me guard you silently, wait for you, believe in you, and you are free.Qu Linggong thought to himself.

After leaving the subway exit, the outside world is already dark.

Only then did Qu Linggong feel personally that the boy went through two long journeys every day in order to come to him. Looking at the thin figure in front of him, tears welled up in his eyes again.

As if feeling the burning gaze, Zhang Junruo suddenly turned his head, Qu Linggong quickly covered up his red eye circles, made a yawning motion, and patted his mouth leisurely with his hand.

The boy thought he was tired, so he quickly persuaded him, "It's too late, you should go back."

Qu Linggong agreed with a "hmm", and took the boy to the front gate of the park with ease. He wanted to send him into the elevator, but it was too ambiguous to do so. Before he completely escaped from the shackles of the Qu family, he had to pretend For a while, he was a straight man with a steel pipe, so it's not good to reveal his heart too much.

Qu Linggong watched the boy walk into the park, and was a little bit reluctant to leave.He didn't know how long the dream of reuniting today would last, and he was worried in his heart, a little worried about gains and losses.

Zhang Junruo bid farewell to Qu Linggong. After entering the park, he took a few steps and turned his head to look. Sure enough, he saw the tall young man standing in front of the iron gate of the park. His figure was tall and thin, like a solid sculpture, with shadow Drawn slender by the light in front of the door, he stared at himself with lonely and nostalgic eyes, as if he was reluctant to leave, with inexplicable feelings and sorrows in his heart, he felt as if he had been stationed there for many years.

Zhang Junruo felt that the weight under his feet was over a thousand catties, and he couldn't bear to walk away for a moment, and the two of them stood there with the dim twilight between them.

After a while, Qu Linggong smiled gently, raised his hand and waved him, beckoning him to go in quickly.

The boy pursed his lips, finally opened his long legs, and gradually disappeared from the end of his vision.

Qu Linggong suppressed his boyfriend power for seven years, and Xiao Nian Xiao thought about his deceased lover, and silently honed his wife-loving skills. Once he had someone to release, he would be like a scourge, turbulent, and affect a group of innocent passers-by.

He originally thought about the policy of pampering his wife in the early stage of the revolution, which was to release his boyfriend's power on a large scale, thereby blurring the focus and focus.

In this way, if his family can be well taken care of by him, there will be no rumors about them.

However, his course of action seemed to turn him into a terrifying creature—a humanoid central air conditioner.

The students in the third class discussed in private, what kind of physical and mental blow Mr. Qu had suffered, and felt that he lost that arrogant and arrogant aura overnight, and became delicate, gentle, mature and stable.

People can't help but suspect that he was taken away by aliens and lost his inner bag.

In fact, he just suffered the tragic blow of "a young man who lost his wife" and has spent seven years in the entertainment industry with no background, relying on his strength. Naturally, he is completely different from a high school student who still has a little bit of secondary illness.

In the morning, when everyone saw Qu Linggong coming in with a big incubator, they began to eagerly look forward to their lunch break.Sure enough, twice as many students stayed in school during the lunch break, because it was rumored that every day at noon, the second and third classes of senior high school had a small dinner party, and those who saw it had a share.

Everyone stared eagerly with their watery eyes trembling, and sat around Mr. Qu waiting to be fed. Zhang Junruo was forced to feed him several times by Qu Linggong. He was a little embarrassed, and he was about to go to the rooftop with a box of strawberry milk. Qu Linggong stopped him at the door.

"Junruo, where are you going? Come and eat together. I made orange cake, baked asparagus with cream, and many other new dishes. Let's eat together, or else we can't finish it." He said it easily and naturally , It seemed to be just a polite word, in my impression countless boys and girls were stopped by him to share food together.

His goal was achieved, but everyone didn't care. The girls happily called orange cake, as if they were calling their first love.

Han Guangyu put his hands on his chest, put out the flower shape of the motherland, and catered to Qu Linggong's words very honestly: "After eating, I can eat the rest by myself."

Zhang Junruo stood in front of the door and hesitated for a while, seeing Qu Linggong surrounded by a group of excited classmates, inexplicably felt a little lost, and responded in a low voice: "No need, I don't have much appetite today..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sharp sound of tables and chairs rubbing against the marble floor in the center surrounded by the crowd. Qu Linggong was swept in front of him like a gust of wind, and his beautiful and charming Mo pupils looked deeply into his eyes, like With a bit of sullenness, the voice was soft and gentle: "Let's have some food with everyone. Look at your skinny bones. If you don't eat lunch well, you will get stomach problems. Do you know that?"

His hot and powerful hand pulled Zhang Junruo back to the seat where the crowd gathered. The students had neatly put together several desks, which really looked like a small dinner party.

Qu Linggong casually shouted "Come and make room for Zhang Junruo", put his big hand on his family Ruoruo's shoulder, and settled him down.

Then he opened the incubator he brought with him in the morning, presented the neatly stacked exquisite small boxes inside, and opened them one by one.

The high-end fresh-keeping box works very well. When the food is opened, it is still steaming and delicious.

Qu Linggong laid out all the meals. Meat dishes include stewed chicken with mushrooms, squid rolls with celery, stir-fried shrimp, and vegetarian dishes include open water cabbage, boiled Chinese kale, and baked asparagus in cream. There must be a soup on Monday. Today’s dish is American ginseng and red dates. old chicken soup.

He recalled that the weather has changed in the past two days, and there will be a few autumn rains. Zhang Junruo seems to have a stomachache because he didn't eat lunch at this time, and there was another time when he passed out from the pain, so he has been paying attention to it after he was reborn. In Zhang Junruo's diet, stomach-warming herbal soup is added from time to time.

When the men and women sitting together saw the dishes on the table, they were really happy, and they showed their chopsticks that had been prepared for a long time, and immediately became turbulent.

Qu Linggong thoughtfully broke open a pair of convenient chopsticks, and turned into a bowl of soft, glutinous and white rice, handed it to Zhang Junruo, and urged in a low voice: "What are you looking at? Eat quickly, they will snatch it away in a while. "

He turned his head to look at the students who were full of praise and "Operation CD" at the same time, and the veins on his temples were throbbing.He said sadly in his heart: Sure enough, it was the same as in the previous life, if he wanted his family to have a bite, he had to bring a bucket.

Where did he get so many wolf-like extras, and he lamented in his heart: Look, look at how you eat, can't you eat more slowly?

Qu Linggong took the thermos pot and shared the soup for everyone while they were feasting. He kept chanting silently in his heart, trying to blur the point and not let everyone see the clues.

He distributed the first bowl of soup to Han Guangyu. Han Guangyu was munching on a chicken leg. He raised his big watery eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. He looked deeply at the emotional expression on Qu Linggong's face. I feel that Brother Ling's image is glorious and tall, exuding a divine light.

Qu Linggong was blinded by his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. He chose to ignore it, and distributed soup to Ma Zhiyuan and the girls one after another. Finally, he gave all the essence of the soup to his family, Ruo Ruo , with a white porcelain spoon, gently pushed the soup bowl in front of Zhang Junruo, and whispered: "This nourishes the stomach, you drink all the contents of this bowl."

The boy thanked him blankly, scooped it up with a small spoon, stirred up the ginseng slices of wolfberries and minced meat at the bottom of the bowl, was slightly stunned, and looked up at Qu Linggong, just in time to see the boy blinking at him calmly Blinking his eyes, motioned him to drink quickly.

In Zhang Junruo's calm and clear eyes like lake water, the light flickered slightly, he lowered his head silently, and obediently drank the orange-yellow, rich and delicious old chicken soup in front of him.

After a small dinner, the guests and the host had a good time, and Qu Linggong began to share the orange cake he made with everyone. The few people who stayed in the classroom showed satisfied and happy expressions, and the perfect image of Mr. Qu was once again in everyone's hearts. It has been deepened and sublimated.

After enjoying the delicious food, the students hiccupped and went out to digest their food, and the tranquility that should have been restored in the classroom was restored during the lunch break.

Qu Linggong carefully took out an exquisite small box from the bottom of the incubator, which contained the "Matcha Mousse Cake" he tried for the first time, walked slowly to Zhang Junruo's desk, secretly put it in the boy's desk, and gave it to the startled boy. Throwing a wink, leaning down and whispering in his ear: "I'll give you lunch. If you don't do well, don't be disgusted."

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