On the Formation of a Pseudo Stand-In

Seeing this, the other party was a little bored and turned back.

Ye Luo heaved a sigh of relief, turning the pen with his right hand to empty his mind, but he was still chanting, so he survived the drowsy morning self-study.

During class, Ye Luo caught sight of the two people at the front desk talking about something all the time, laughing so hard that his back trembled, he stared at it for a few seconds, and then slowly turned his gaze back to the blackboard.

He has never had much ambition, but he can't count himself as giving up on himself, he just doesn't believe that he can change this bad fate through anything.

People in the quagmire, no matter how hard they struggle, spend their entire lives, and they can't even touch the starting line of others.

Spinning the pen leisurely, Ye Luo copied down a series of formulas on the blackboard with smooth handwriting.

No matter what, at least I got into high school with my head, if not, I would never have the opportunity to sit here now.

Unexamined, dragging along an existence, and stepping out of the gate after passing through is the usual path for people who have no chance of being led away.

After he copied the entire page intermittently, the people on the podium inexplicably said something off topic, and Ye Luo stopped writing, and his thoughts drifted away again.

If I hadn't come here...

Surrounded in a circle, many people were hunched over the table, some swaggered and fell asleep, and some were whispering. The pressure of going to school was so light at this moment that it could not be pressed on the shoulders of the teenagers.

He thought, who knows, maybe one wrong step will cause many things to be missed one after another.

If I hadn't come here, maybe I would still have insomnia at night when I have nothing to do, and I wouldn't have the chance to have that dream.

You will not know that person, and enjoy the greatest and cruelest gift that God can give you.

Thinking of this, he turned his hands over again, gently stroking the calluses on his fingertips, thinking of the young master in front of the mirror, and inexplicably thinking about what expression he should show if he knew that he was a high school student.

Ye Luo wanted to laugh a little, but after suppressing it, she wanted to cry.

The defensive power plummeted, and one more knife would kill him, he thought, clenched his hands on the desk into fists, and managed to get rid of these distracting thoughts.

Except that the person's face can't always be shaken off, but it's okay, Ye Luo thought a little self-destructively, she got used to it anyway.

Turning his eyes back to the blackboard, he realized that the teacher had just brought back the topic that had flown into the sky, and Ye Luo supported his head and continued to listen.

After staying up for almost a long time without distraction, Ye Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief when everyone stood up and walked away. He even wanted to ask for credit for a while, but he couldn't find anyone.

Glancing at his whitewashed clothes, he silently grabbed his schoolbag and rubbed his stomach as he passed by a small group discussing where to eat supper.

When passing by the canteen, he couldn't hold back after all, and bought a piece of bread with his crumpled money.

He gnawed on it all the way, but he finished it in a while. When he threw the packaging bag into the trash can on the side of the road, Ye Luo heaved a long sigh.

It turned out that he was quite hungry, so he drooped his head.

He probably hasn't had enough to eat since he was a child, and Ye Luo is always weaker than his peers. Walking in front of the long shadows cast by the street lamps, he can easily be overwhelmed by the night.

Carrying a somewhat damaged but exceptionally clean schoolbag on one shoulder, he walked slowly but steadily, all the way to the door, only to find a group of people huddled together at the door when he looked up.

He seemed to be a college student, and when he talked about something with a smile, he was full of inspiration unique to that age.

Ye Luo's steps stopped, and he retracted one foot. He really didn't want to face the attention of a group of people. On the surface, he looked like he was walking on a red carpet, but in reality he walked in through the crack of the door.

After hesitating for a moment, the big tree on his side blocked his figure, ready to wait for them to leave first.

Unexpectedly, they talked for a long time, and they had no intention of leaving. Ye Luo frowned, feeling a little annoyed at the thought of those scolding voices.

Don't wait any longer, just watch, he stepped on the leaves under his feet with a soft sound.

But before he had time to move, he saw a person turn his head and shouted into the door: "How long are you going?"

"Here we come." A male voice came out, with a vague familiarity, which completely stopped Ye Luo's hesitant footsteps.

Enduring the heartbeat that suddenly ran wild for some reason, he clasped one hand on the rough surface of the tree, and carefully looked towards the door.

A slightly familiar figure came out, but it was a pity that before he could see his face clearly, he turned around.

Several children followed, standing in front of the door, blinking and waving reluctantly.

The man half-bent down, supported his knees with one hand, waved lightly with the other, and smiled: "Brother is really leaving, you guys should go back to sleep soon. Be good, I will play with you next time when I have time, Pull the hook."

The children approached one after another. From Ye Luo's position, they couldn't see clearly. They seemed to be earnestly hooking their little fingers, all of them puffing up their cheeks, but they still nodded sensibly.

The man smiled, got up and touched their little heads, and after they stepped back in, he turned his head and said something to his friend. The voice was too low, and Ye Luo risked being discovered, so it was almost impossible for Ye Luo to get closer. Can't hear clearly.

A group of people returned to their noisy state and walked towards Ye Luo together. For some reason, Ye Luo felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and his temples were stained with sweat.

The soles of the shoes rubbed against the ground and retreated a little. He used this old tree to hide himself tightly.

"Like children so much? I guess you will be the first person to get married among us." The boy walking next to that person joked, "Didn't there be a girl who gave you a love letter two days ago?"

"Go away, don't talk nonsense, it's not good for girls." The man's voice became clearer as everyone approached, "Who wants to have a baby for nothing, it's not serious at first glance."

"I just feel that these children are quite pitiful, they are so well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed." He sighed for a long time.

"Yes yes yes, I know you are innocent." The person next to him also sighed, and it took a few seconds before he raised his voice and changed his emotions, "Anyway, according to what you said, you have never even held a girl's hand. "

"What I said is true." The man shrugged helplessly, "I have almost only held one person since I was a child, and I was a little boy."

When the other person heard it, he pretended to be serious: "You are insane!"

"What are you thinking about!" The man remembered something interesting, cursed with a smile, and slapped the noisy guy on the back of the head, "I was not very old at that time, it happened many years ago, and my height was more than half of what I am now size."

Ye Luo always felt that the things described in this conversation seemed familiar, but he didn't have time to take care of them for a while, because the group of people were about to pass this big tree.

Suppressing the inexplicably violent heartbeat, Ye Luo carefully changed positions and hid himself, so nervous that his back was wet.

But when a group of them were about to pass by completely, with an unknown mentality, they raised their heads and took a look at the risk of being exposed.

The line of sight easily fell on the person who was closest at the moment.

The man's appearance was between that of a boy and an adult man, not as cold and hard as a person in a hurry on the road, but not too gentle, his eyes seemed to be filled with gentle jade.

Accompanied by that warm smile, Ye Luo's whole body became numb, something shot up to the top of his head, and his whole body visibly trembled, and he couldn't stop it.

Even though he was covered up layer after layer by layer by layer of youthful feeling, Ye Luo still saw a familiar shadow from his eyebrows.

Just now, the thought of trying to hide himself was instantly dissipated by the collision, and he just wanted to rush over immediately, grabbing the hem of his clothes to let him take a look at him.

why are you here.

Do you know me? You should know me, right?

Ye Luo suspected that he was driven mad by this longing, and forced out of hysteria, but no matter how noisy his heart was, almost half of his body was exposed, his lips were still biting tightly, and he didn't make a sound.

He let the back gradually drift away, disappeared on the road leading to nowhere, the voice was no longer heard, everything was scattered, but Ye Luo still hid half of his body tightly behind the tree.

It seemed that as the person withdrew, the night became extraordinarily thick, only the heart suddenly danced wildly amidst the silence, with an increasingly deafening rhythm.

After the sound of the heartbeat subsided with the passage of time, Ye Luo realized that he could no longer catch up.

He turned around mechanically, as if he could no longer support himself, leaned his back against the rough tree, and let out a deep breath.

Crazy, crazy, he thought.

From the very beginning, when I saw him out of nowhere, I was not far from going crazy.

Ye Luo even suspected that he was about to be swallowed by the night, and all the living parts of his body were pulled out with the person's departure, leaving only his body trapped in the dead silence of nothingness.

After a long time, someone opened the door again with a squeak, and looked around worriedly. Ye Luo turned around bluntly and saw it, and then straightened up from the tree he was leaning against tightly.

His back hurt a little, but he didn't mind it. Instead, he became ecstatic because of the real feeling, and his fingertips trembled a few more times before he firmly held his wrist with the other hand.

Is it true, is it true, my whole body is screaming, but no sound comes out of my mouth.

After taking a last look at the seemingly endless road from a distance, Ye Luo's mind was in a mess, thinking of chasing after him for a while, and thinking of bribing those children well for a while.

But in the end, he did nothing, but his eyes softened. Ye Luo resisted the urge to hum and cleared his throat.

Only then did he put on an apologetic face, and walked briskly towards the person who was glaring at him at the door.

I even feel that the other party's sudden anger is not too scary, but a little strangely moved.

That's great, Ye Luoduan thought while standing upright, enduring the other side's nagging.

Does it mean that I will be able to see him again soon?

In this look.

The author has something to say:

The first meeting with the high school version of Ye Luo is about to begin 233

He can summon Shenlong (no