him and his duo

"Damn it, have you checked the forum, someone actually took a photo yesterday!"

Early in the morning, the "hell incident" that has been entangled for a week is still in full swing in Chengguan, and it has become a topic of conversation for many people after dinner.

The second year of high school is still not busy enough. Apart from studying, I can still have a lot of things in my mind.And it's always like this in high school, a small news has to be earth-shattering, and it's not over if there's no trouble.

"What photo? Show me, show me." A large group of good people depend on gossip all day long.

As soon as Deng Xiaoliu caught the phone, he uncharacteristically did not use his loudspeaker, "Look for it on the phone."

He dismissed the others with one sentence, rushed to Gao Mai's seat, and sat down majestically—Gao Mai's deskmate was sick during this period, and asked for a week's leave.

Deng Xiaoliu would come over to harass his elder brother from time to time every day because of that poor brotherhood, and he didn't do anything, it was pure harassment.It's so annoying to talk a few words, pour a few words of chicken soup, and run away when his elder brother is annoyed.

Gao Mai was afraid when he saw him coming, and changed his slumped and listless appearance a few days ago, "I'm really fine, brother, let yourself go."

Looking at it like this, it doesn't look like it's really all right. Gao Mai was such a bold and heroic guy before, when he encounters a little gossip, he can't wait to get involved in it, and he won't give up until he shows his hand.Looking at the current state of wanting nothing, Deng Xiaoliu sighed silently, sure enough, emotional intelligence is the most difficult thing to recover.

Deng Xiaoliu cleared his throat, and he held up the phone to show Gao Mai, "No, Brother Mai, I'm here to share the latest information with you."

He changed his voice and switched to a standard broadcast tone, "Aren't you curious about the mysterious substance in the deep streets and alleys that has not dissipated yet?"

"Aren't you nervous about what the mysterious substance is asking for, whether it is robbing people's wealth or killing people?"

"Are you..."

"Shut up." A big man in the back seat was also annoyed by Deng Xiaoliu these days. He raised his head leisurely, his fluffy hair was a little messed up by the pillow, and his eyes were full of impatience, "Deng Xiaoliu, I Did I tell you yesterday to stop being annoyed by sitting in front these days, and ignore my words, huh?"

Deng Xiaoliu swallowed his saliva, looked aside helplessly, and found that his savior was not here today!

When it was over, Deng Xiaoliu closed his eyes, carefully turned on the phone, and tried to share gossip with the boss, "Brother Shen, look, the ghost image was captured, do you want to take a look?"

Gu Shen didn't sleep well last night, and he is not very energetic today, and when he came to the classroom early in the morning and found that his deskmate was not there, his mood was even worse.

He unscrewed the ice water on the table and took a gulp down his throat before he managed to suppress the rising anger. While drinking the water, he unconsciously glanced at the phone screen, "The shadow is so small, you can tell it's personal?"

It's not because of Gu Shen's complaints, and I don't know if it's because of the shooting angle. The black shadow is really just a shadow, and even the human form can't be seen clearly.

Deng Xiaoliu slid the phone up, stretched his head halfway out, leaned on Xu Ke's table with one hand to support it, "Brother Shen, look, the person who posted this post is very clear..."

Deng Xiaoliu was in the middle of speaking, but Gu Shen suddenly gave him a sideways look, as if sick, "Stretch back your broken hand."

"what?"

"Dirty." Gu Shen said.

Deng Xiaoliu looked innocent and bewildered, and the child's stupid Gao Mai couldn't stand it any longer. He patted Deng Xiaoliu on the shoulder, and persuaded him: "You should go back, you are not suitable for us. Survive."

Gu Shen didn't say anything, but took a deep look at Gao Mai, then plugged in the earphones with an indifferent face, and added, "Don't come here to talk about ghosts in the future, my deskmate doesn't like to listen, understand?"

Gao Mai sighed, and lay down again.

Deng Xiaoliu looked at them, a little puzzled, he didn't know why, he always felt that Gao Mai seemed to know something important that he didn't know.

In the matter of eating melons, he was actually one step behind others? ! !

The bell for self-study in the morning always rings particularly crisply. A large number of drowsy people become refreshed when they hear the bell, as if some kind of magic spell has been lifted.

Xu Ke stood in front of the glass window on the top floor of the teaching building, his expression was cold, and his eyes seemed to be covered with ice.This is his usual expression, but this morning he seems to be a little colder, his whole body is wrapped in a strange emotion, and few people can see him like this.

Xu Ke is very good at managing his emotions. No, he is not so good at managing his emotions as he is good at disguising. Anyway, no matter what is in his heart, his face is always tense, and he will not let any emotion show.

But this morning, he knew that he was a little bit out of control. People familiar with him could tell at a glance that the strange emotion in him was called "anger."

Yes, anger, he is angry.

He didn't know how long the bell rang, and he tapped his fingers on the glass screen of the phone unconsciously, his eyes were very emotional.The early morning sunlight shone in through the glass windows. This position was actually very dazzling, but Xu Ke stared at the light, feeling that there was darkness in front of him.

The ringtone finally rang. The phone he was holding vibrated suddenly. Xu Ke breathed a sigh of relief and unlocked the phone. There was no note on the unread message at the top of WeChat, and the WeChat nickname was empty.

The appellation of the content of the news is scary and affectionate.

— See you tonight, dear son, and bring enough money to let you taste something good.

Xu Ke typed harder than usual, and his fingers stayed on the keyboard for a long time, but in the end he just replied with the word "um".

After replying to the message, he did not turn off the phone, but took a screenshot of the chat page and sent it to a person nicknamed "Lin", "How many years can I be sentenced in this case?"

Within a minute, the other party replied: "I asked my uncle, and he said it depends on the amount of carrying, at least three years."

Xu Ke looked at the "three years," his brows tightened, and he said after a while, "For him now, three years is enough."

Three years, but also from junior high school to high school, from high school to university.For many people, three years is just a pile of papers like a mountain, and when they regain their senses and look up from the sea of ​​books, three years have passed like this.

But how many three years are there in life?After one three years in prison, can the second three years be served?

Especially for the current him, who is in a mess and finally took a few breaths of fresh air, can he go back to the place where he really can't see the light?

Xu Ke looked at the light in the room and thought almost disgusted that his heart was also dark.

People who have lived in the swamp for too long can hardly remember what Qing Guang looked like.Even in the sun, you will subconsciously close your eyes.

Xu Ke entered the classroom before the first class, stepped on the tail of the class bell, and arrived late for the first time ever.

In fact, strictly speaking, it is not considered late, but the first period is sister Yan's class, and women are not very reasonable creatures.Sister Yan stepped on her high heels, looked at the schoolbag on Xu Ke's back, and opened her mouth, "Hey, are you late for playing with me? Why, you don't have to go to class if you learn English well."

No teacher in Class Ten except Sister Yan would talk to Xu Ke like this, but there is no way, because this sister came from No. [-] Middle School and has seen the world.He will deal with poor students and even better students, he will stab everyone with his mouth open and shut, regardless of what rank you got in the exam this time, whether you broke the record or won the prize.

When Xu Ke ran into her, he didn't want to make any excuses, and stood at the door to listen to the training obediently.It's just that the expression is very cold, the eyes are looking at the ground, and I don't know if I listened or not.

Sister Yan looked at his virtuous behavior and didn't know what to teach him, so she waved her hand, "Go back and rest, I don't know if I learned from you at the same table, and I don't know how many steps to run when I'm late. You seem to be walking here in a leisurely manner."

A certain person whose name was mentioned was quite proud, and he sat in his seat and replied lazily: "Teacher, this shows that my way of dealing with being late is worth learning, and sometimes I have to stay calm in the face of danger."

Sister Yan raised her red lips, "That's right, if you stay in danger a few times, the fine will be enough for my one month's salary."

The classroom atmosphere was made a lot more relaxed by these few back and forth gags. After Xu Ke returned to his seat, Sister Yan stopped laughing and began to give a formal lecture.

Just as Xu Ke took out the English book from the drawer, the person next to him immediately came over and asked him, "Where did you go for the self-study early? When did you learn to cut classes? Call me next time."

Xu Ke didn't dare to say anything to Gu Shen, Gu Shen has become too sophisticated now, as long as there is something wrong with his emotions, Gu Shen can immediately see the clues.

Xu Ke took out a black pen from the pen case to avoid eye contact with Gu Shen, "I didn't miss class, I have a cold and asked for leave."

Gu Shen obviously didn't believe it, and wanted to say something more, but Xu Ke straightened his head, "Listen."

For the rest of the day, Xu Ke didn't talk to Gu Shen much. He had something on his mind and knew he couldn't hide it from Gu Shen, so he simply pretended that he was uncomfortable and lay down on the table for a day.

He knew that there was no need to hide this matter from his boyfriend, besides, Gu Shen knew all about these shitty things.

But he still subconsciously wanted to exclude Gu Shen from these things. It had nothing to do with emotions. He didn't want Gu Shen to accompany him in the muddy water. good.

Since he was a child, all he really had was such a beam of light, and he didn't want the light to shine on a little dirt.

Light, it should be dazzling.

When school was over in the evening, Xu Ke said the third sentence of the day to Gu Shen, "I'm going to the hospital tonight, you go back by yourself first."

This reason is very lame, do you go to see a doctor and get an injection during the day and not at night?

Gu Shen frowned very tightly, but in the end he just nodded without saying anything.He took Xu Ke's cup to the front to get a cup of hot water, screwed the lid of the cup and put it on Xu Ke's table, and said: "If you feel uncomfortable at night, please call me. My mobile phone is always on , the bell rings loudly, you must be able to hear it."

Xu Ke looked at the water glass on the table, and felt that someone pinched a certain part of his heart, making it sore and limp.His long eyelashes covered his eyes, he didn't look up, and hummed softly, "Okay."

Gu Shen always walks carelessly, showing a bit of carelessness, his steps are very slow, and after a long time, you will find that it is a bit pleasing to the eye.Xu Ke sat on the seat, watching Gu Shen's back slowly pass the corridor, and when he reached the corner, he suddenly felt a bright light in front of him.

People who are stuck in the quagmire, as long as they are willing to open their eyes, they can always see the morning light.

Gu Shen went down from the corner, Xu Ke stared at the last corner of his clothes, and there was only one thought in his mind - he wanted to hug his light.

The author has something to say: the previous rhythm is indeed a bit slow, so the latter rhythm will be played faster, and a few chapters will be sweeter`