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"An ignorant person is not guilty. I really didn't know you fainted."

Gongsun Bo was lying pitifully in front of Jian Cong's hospital bed, spitting and rolling maliciously and showing off cuteness. On the one hand, look at the verbs of Du Niang chirp.

Jian Cong stretched out his hand to push Gongsun Bo's big face away, and said with a sneer, "Let me hear the word 'dizzy' again, and Dad will teach you how to behave."

Gongsun Bo: "Father, the word 'faint'..."

Jian Cong beat Gongsun Bo violently with one hand.

Lu Yanxue, who witnessed the scene of campus violence as soon as he walked in: "?"

Hearing the sound, Gongsun Bo looked back, looked up and down again, and jumped up, "I'll go...you're not that, that..."

"What's that? I'm at the same table as Lu Yanxue." Jian Cong looked very happy, and asked, "Old Zeng wants you to come over again?"

"No, I came here by myself. Mr. Zeng is still giving public lectures in another class."

Jian Cong patted Gongsun Bo's dog's head, and introduced to Lu Yanxue: "My buddy, Gongsun Bo, from the second experimental class, you have met."

"I've seen it before, and I was very impressed." Lu Yanxue always thought that these two were mixed with society, but they were actually in the experimental class.

He sighed from the bottom of his heart, No. [-] Middle School is really mixed... no, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Gongsun Bo's impression of this classmate Lu was still on the page of Bai Daxia, and asked from a strange angle: "Does the hero also skip class?"

It stands to reason that at this point in time all the classes were in the classroom, and Lu Yanxue was too lazy to explain, so he just smiled and acquiesced.

And his smile, but he didn't know how much spiritual shock it indirectly caused to Gongsun Bo in the future.

After all, the equation of "skipping classes = ignoring the school system = aversion to learning = learning scum" is a law recognized by most people in school days, and most of those who escape this rule must have the halo of the protagonist.

Lu Yanxue lifted the lid and put the crisper box with biscuits in Jian Cong's hand, and said, "Eat some biscuits to replenish energy."

Jian Cong has always aspired to be a tough guy of steel. Looking at the little biscuit, he felt fascinated: "You don't find it... troublesome to bring this thing to school every day?"

Gongsun Bo used his IQ of [-] to bet that what Jian Cong originally wanted to say was "sissy".

Lu Yanxue touched his nose: "My mother thinks the things outside are not clean."

"My mother thinks so too." Gongsun Bogang and Lu Yanxue became acquainted after meeting each other.

He picked up a biscuit, crunched it, sighed and said, "My mother said that the milk powder outside is made of melamine, the oil is gutter oil, and the rice is poisonous rice. The outside world is full of dangers, but only at home is full of warmth and love." harbor."

Jian Cong: "... Aunt Liang is very talented."

Gongsun Bo grinned, and while eating, he still didn't forget to greet Lu Yanxue, "You eat too, bring so many biscuits."

Jian Cong also took a biscuit and handed it to Lu Yanxue.

Lu Yanxue leaned on his waist slightly, and took half of it from his hand.

Jian Cong gnawed the remaining half piece without hesitation, and suddenly remembered while chewing: "Tsk, I took your box back, and I forgot to bring it for you."

Lu Yanxue bent his eyes and smiled: "If you think the biscuits are delicious, you don't need to bring the box."

Jian Cong couldn't understand the puzzling logical relationship between "the biscuits are delicious" and "receive the box", so he thought about it: "Is there anything magical about your box?"

As soon as he said the words, Gongsun Bo immediately showed the usual numbness on his face, and he could almost foresee Lu Yanxue's expression of choking to death.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yanxue actually laughed, "Yes, it's also biscuits. I think yesterday's ones are better than today's ones. It should be that the small biscuits are not used to it because of the change of the box."

Jian Cong bit another half of the biscuit, doubting: "Why do I think it's the same?"

Lu Yanxue: "Probably because my biscuits like you a lot?"

Gongsun Bo was stuffing a big mouthful of biscuits into his mouth, and it was hard to swallow.

Why does he have the feeling that his sense of taste is enhanced by biscuits?

I don't know when the topic started to go off track, but Gongsun Bo started bragging about how brave Hero Bai was that day, and his admiration was like a torrent of river water, Lu Yanxue laughed and said nothing.

The bruises on his legs have turned purple, the past will pass, he doesn't like to look back, and he doesn't like to hear people tell you how you were before and how you are now.

Except that day...

Lu Yanxue came home late that day, and the sky had already faded to darkness. For some reason, he stood at the door of the house and hesitated for a while before ringing the doorbell.

The door was opened from the inside, and a woman in home clothes stood at the door, with a worried expression on her face, "Why did you come back?"

When Lu Yanxue came in and closed the door, the woman's voice rose again, "Why did you come home almost half an hour late today? Lu Yanxue, I found that your sense of punctuality is getting worse and worse!"

That day was the first day of class in No. [-] Middle School. School ended earlier than No. [-] Middle School, and it was also close to home. It stands to reason that I should go home earlier than usual, if I didn’t meet that girl on the way.

Lu Yanxue's aching calf began to go numb.

"What do you think he does? He is such an old man, he must have his own affairs to deal with, language learning, washing his hands and eating." His father greeted him while sitting at the dining table.

"You can't say it, you can't hit it, how can you teach it? You really don't have back pain when you stand and talk."

Lu's father: "Fan Mei, she is seventeen or eighteen years old in linguistics, and has the ability to think independently. He should have his own time and space. Hey, let's stop talking and come to eat."

The news was playing on TV, and Lu's father picked a current political topic to ask Lu Yanxue's views, temporarily bringing the topic of family education to the past.

Lu Yanxue went back to the room and sat down to look at the injury on his leg. There was a bruise on his calf that was as thick as a wrist.

He just got the school uniform, and he was still wearing his own clothes. If his parents didn't look carefully, the bruises on his body would scare them out of a heart attack.

Lu Yanxue rubbed the safflower oil on and rubbed it on. His legs became hot for a while, and the taste was even more ecstasy than cupping.

This time, it was for others.

Lu Yanxue thought of the boy who stretched out his hand from behind to block him in the chaos. The feeling of the sap hitting the bone of his hand was no better than his leg. Lu Yanxue almost saw the man's arm swell with his naked eyes, but he was fine. He waved his arms twice and rushed up again.

So this time, it was also his return.

"Lu Yanxue?" Jian Cong turned his head to look at him, "Why are you in a daze?"

"No." Lu Yanxue licked the sweetness of the biscuits on his gums, "The biscuits taste different today than usual."

"It's probably because of the smell of disinfectant. Fuck, when will this injection be finished?"

Jian Cong was resurrected with full blood.

The author has something to say:

hhhh Some friends don’t quite understand some parts of the previous article. Let me explain why Jian Cong didn’t recognize Lu Yanxue when he went to school, because the two of them fought and met on the first day of Lu Yanxue’s report. Absent from class for a day and a half), and then met at school on the second day 2333 As for the pennant sent by the TV station on the second day, it can be understood that it happened before Jian Cong arrived at school 2333

Because Gongsun Bo and Jian Cong were absent from class together, Gongsun Bo was surprised to see Lu Yanxue in the infirmary later, and even regarded Lu Yanxue as a "student".