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Hwaseong dragged Li Fan out of the alley all the time, didn't let go, dragged him through the crowded snack street, and didn't stop until he was almost at the edge of the square, staring at Li Fan with confusion and anger Look, I almost dug a hole out of Li Fan's face.

Li Fan knew he was guilty, and rubbed his hands behind his back. He didn't dare to look down. He probably got a few red marks. His guilty conscience was not because of the sexy woman Huacheng saw. He had a clear heart and it was fine , he is a guilty conscience Internet cafe, although no one will know.

Seeing him like this, Hwaseong suddenly softened his heart. Li Fan was able to suppress the anger in his heart with a single expression. When he really calmed down, he realized that his reason was almost eaten by a dog again.

Hwaseong stretched out a hand to Li Fan, and the voice came out with unconscious tenderness: "Let me see."

"Ah?" Li Fan knew the meaning and said something else, his eyes drifted to an unknown distance behind Huacheng, and the end of his sight disappeared in a large neon light: "What are you looking at?"

Seeing his appearance of doing something wrong, Huacheng felt angry again, so he simply took his hand and looked at the place he grabbed in a hurry. Sure enough, there was a big piece of skin on the wrist. The red seal.

Huacheng's heart felt as if it had been twisted by a big hand. He didn't know what it felt like when he shrank or shrank. He just rubbed the red mark back and forth, and his voice involuntarily slowed down completely: "You and I said what are you doing there, okay?"

Li Fan's eyes had no choice but to float back along with the nerves, and the body temperature of another person came from the wrist bone, turning from the pores, from the penis to the inside, and then radiating out after a cycle, all the fine hairs of the whole body ran out, the brain Here, some scenes that he had just seen with the naked eye flashed like a revolving lantern, and he had no choice but to withdraw his hand tremblingly.

"I was looking for something to eat, but I got far away and lost my way," Li Fan hurriedly said to hide his embarrassment, and after saying this lame reason, he immediately turned a corner: "It's so late, what are you doing here?" Well, have you eaten?"

"Haven't you eaten? I happen to have wine glass prints here," Hwaseong said, handing over the bag in his hand.

Li Fan did not eat, and his stomach kept clamoring because he was unwilling to be abused. He was surprised to hear that there was something to eat, but unexpectedly, it was the "long-lost" wine glass print. He took it and couldn't wait to open the disposable lunch box inside. , took one to eat.

"Wow, it's still a familiar recipe and a familiar taste. It hasn't been sold for many years. Where did you buy it?"

Li Fan has long been familiar with the snack street, whoever sells finger cakes will give an extra piece of lettuce, and who sells Xi’an Roujiamo is very clear. Small traditional pastries.

Huacheng took out a handkerchief, wiped away the food crumbs from the corner of Li Fan's mouth, and said slowly: "There is a bookstore in the deep alley here, and the business is actually not very good."

Li Fan didn't know why he didn't answer. Instead, he told the story and didn't stop him. He just said "um" to show that he was listening, and he was unceremoniously eating the wine glass. He wanted to say that he could wipe his mouth by himself, but I thought it was nothing, and it was even more strange to deliberately do it, so I didn't say it.

Huacheng went on to say: "The person who opened this bookstore was an old man. The bookstore originally belonged to his son, but later, when his son had an accident, he kept looking at this store, because he didn't know where the goods were purchased, and the books never came. It hasn’t been updated, just keep it.”

Li Fan looked up at Hwaseong while he was "busy", and found that Hwaseong had been staring at him, and quickly lowered his head and continued eating.

Li Fan said in his heart: "I said what are you doing, you are so nervous!"

Hwaseong: "I used to go to the bookstore, but since there were no people there, I often went to see them. The one you ate was made by the old man's wife—it doesn't look good standing here, let's go?"

Li Fan swallowed the last sip with difficulty, only to feel a little choked, Huacheng seemed to have noticed it, and gently followed his back, Li Fan immediately felt that the nerves in his back were a hundred times more sensitive than usual, and he could only say to himself hard in his heart Don't be deliberate: "Fortunately, they still have companions. You take me there next time, and I will tell them in person that this wine glass print is so delicious."

"Well," Huacheng and Li Fan walked side by side: "So, to be honest, I'm here to visit people, how about you?"

what? !

Li Fan complained in his heart. He thought that this stalk would be over like this. Who knew that the previous ones were all foreshadowing. Also, Mr. Xueba, when you speak with a deadpan expression, it really makes people feel a little guilty. For the method, Li Fan is going to "tell the truth": "I'm here to find an Internet cafe, which was recommended by a friend before."

Hwaseong: "Oh, don't come here after that, most people here are not very good."

Li Fan was stunned again. He thought that Huacheng would at least ask why, but he skipped over like this, but fortunately, after all, the reason has not been fabricated, so he said very cheerfully: "Well, follow orders, in the future I’m not coming anymore, this road is hard to find, if you want to come, you have to take it with you, and go to that old grandpa’s bookstore!”

Hwaseong raised the corners of his mouth, he was defeated here in his life, but it was not bad.

After that, Hwaseong sent Li Fan back to "home". After arriving home, Li Fan spent the whole day in bed trying to figure out what happened recently, but he didn't expect a series of things to be "continuously cutting, and the reasoning is still chaotic". Just let it go, and some unknown feelings secretly broke out of the shell under the master's laissez-faire, stretching out immature little paws.

More than a month later, the ranking of the civilized class evaluation came out. The top class of the science class narrowly beat the top class of the liberal arts class, and won the first prize in the civilized class evaluation. It was said that it was the first prize, but in fact there was only one, so Kong Lin was very happy , just as the weather cooled down, he took out the black Chinese tunic suit that had been put aside in the summer.

Winter is coming, too much fat is stored, and the rather temperamental Chinese tunic suit almost failed to cover the fat around the waist like a swimming ring, Kong Lin didn't care, he shook the carved wooden fan in his hand, Fanning the non-existent wind, he said in a calm manner: "Students, I haven't been to work and class for a long time, so I specially took some time to talk about something today."

"It's been almost two months since the third year of high school. At the beginning of the school year, we had a civilized class appraisal. You don't know if you remember it. What I want to tell you today is that our class defeated the civilized class in the civilized class appraisal. On the opposite side, Wenjian, I got—”

"First prize—" The students caught the voice of "Mustache" in unison, and dragged it on for a long time.

"Mustache" stretched his arms in satisfaction and made a gesture of pressing down, signaling to everyone not to get carried away and be quiet. When the students finally finished dragging their tails, he closed his fan and said, "We all know it, it's the third year of high school. Everyone's homework is quite intense, for this reason, I would like to praise one person in particular—"

"—Our class monitor! Yang Kuanjin!" Kong Lin said, holding a fan in his right hand, and slapped his left hand. The students immediately applauded very knowingly.

Kong Lin went on to say: "When I did this before, I wanted the monitor to organize it, but the monitor also thought it was very complicated, so he didn't want to waste everyone's time. He carried it alone, and stayed up late for a few days , and specifically asked me not to tell you, but I am a person who rewards and punishes clearly, and our classmates have made merits, so we must express our gratitude."

"Mustache" paused at this point, and the applause from the audience immediately came like thunder. In the past, the students were oppressed by homework and school, and there was nothing to entertain. If they seized an opportunity, they couldn't help but be as high as they could.

Few people noticed the object of their praise - the squad leader lowered his head as soon as his face sank.

"Mustache" didn't think there was anything wrong, and continued: "Besides, the squad leader took the time to prepare the materials, and he still got excellent grades in the monthly exam. Everyone, study hard."

Everyone in the audience was booing, Huacheng turned his head amidst the noise, and glanced at Li Fan, Li Fan turned his head just in time, and the two of them looked at each other with a heart-to-heart, and Li Fan pulled the corners of his mouth and made out loudly. a laugh.

Forget it, just doing a favor was not to ask for credit, but after listening to Kong Lin's class meeting, Li Fan felt a little uncomfortable, the kind of discomfort that misjudged someone.

After the class meeting, Li Fan didn't make any movement, but the class leader walked to his seat rather uncomfortably, with the same expression as when he came to ask for help that day, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this to happen. .”

That's right, you specifically asked the teacher not to talk about it, no wonder you didn't ask the class committee for help, what's the use of taking this credit, it can help you to go to school or something, as for this, Li Fan doesn't understand, so he can only say indifferently: " It's okay, I'll do it."

When Yang Kuanjin heard this, although he was still ashamed, half of the stone in his heart had already fallen, and he finally dared to raise his head to look at Li Fan: "I'm really sorry, after that, we can still..."

"How can you... Hey! Hey!" Mr. Zhou Dazheng was out of his wits, and interrupted the squad leader when he came up. He was so passionate that he wanted to curse, but before he could say the word "lie", he was dragged out by Li Fan classroom.

The squad leader was alone in a daze and hadn't reacted yet. Huacheng rarely took the initiative, but said a word coldly: "Please stand aside, you are blocking my light."

outside the classroom.

Zhou Dazheng shook off Li Fan: "Hey, little Li, what are you doing?"

Li Fan said angrily: "Grandpa, I still want to ask you why, after eating gunpowder, you rushed towards my seat, who are you going to blow up?"

"Who are you blowing up? I can't see it. It's obviously not the case. The squad leader is talking big!" Zhou Dazheng let out a heavy breath: "Xiao Lizi, I remember that you were patronizing to make those damn PPTs that day, but you refused Play ball with me!"

Li Fan leaned against the wall, staring vaguely at the withered rhododendron on the concrete fence: "Actually, it's nothing, let him go, let's stop making trouble, okay?"

Zhou Dazheng hit the back of the barber's head with a palm, and Li Fan bowed heavily without paying attention, only to hear Zhou Dazheng say: "Are you stupid?"

Li Fan didn't show weakness, and slapped Zhou Dazheng on the arm: "Let me tell you, if you want to slap me on the head again, you must be really stupid. Tonight?"

Hearing the word "Yueqiu", Zhou Dazheng put aside all the lying and not lying, and immediately said: "Don't go back on your word, and don't let me, come up with the real trick, let it go!"

So, after the self-study, Li Fan and Zhou Da were playing master moves on the court, and they were hearty. Li Fan went to the bathroom and wiped a few hairs with cold water, and then went back to the dormitory to take a shower.

When Li Fan returned to the dormitory, his hair was still dripping with water.

Hwaseong couldn't bear it anymore, and turned on the mother's state again: "It's almost winter now, and the temperature difference between day and night is big. Don't use cold water after playing golf. Now go take a hot bath."

"OK, Master Xueba!" Li Fan made an OK gesture, and rushed to the bathroom with his pajamas.

After the lights were turned off at night, everyone was lying on the bed in silence. Suddenly, Hwaseong asked in a low voice: "Li Fan, what do you think of a so-called friend?"

The sound was very small, but it was like a rubber ball, bouncing back and forth on the wall of the small dormitory for a long time, causing Li Fan to frown uncontrollably.