just stick to you

I wish Ming Ziqiao could get rid of the anger of his life as soon as possible, and hide it all in the words, revealing it in a subtle way.

"Your tutor is too perfect, so perfect that not only is it not suitable for living alone, but it is even more unsuitable for living with me. I run a gymnasium, not a social welfare institution, let alone a cram school for etiquette. Most of the friends I have been with are rude and vulgar like Guanzi. If you continue to live with me, they will pollute the beauty and purity in your heart sooner or later. In this way, I will be sinful and I will not be able to explain to my grandpas gone."

"...My daddy always said that there are three good friends, friends who are straight, friends who forgive, and friends who hear a lot." I hate you, Ming Ziqiao, can you shut up?Ming Ziqiao's big mouth, who refused to be controlled, continued to fulfill his "duties" as an uncle, disciplining his older nephew, "The so-called straightness is integrity, not talking...directly, rude and uneducated This kind of straight..."

"Oh, be taught, be taught, Uncle Ziqiao is really knowledgeable and rich." Mingrui suppressed his anger, and his whole body was hot, so hot that his scalp felt itchy, so he simply wanted to go upstairs to change. Put on clothes, take a hot shower, "I'll go and brush my whole body, from mouth to toes, lest I warm up dinner for you later, you will think I'm not clean enough, refuse to eat, and put yourself I can’t afford to be so hungry that my little grandpa finds out about it.”

The last syllable of the words disappeared on the top of the second floor of the stairs. Ming Ziqiao was so saddened by Mingrui's words that he lowered his head, and the two tears in his eyes were so big that they could no longer be kept. The buds of the orchid, like two drops of morning dew, condense on the back of the immature petals with greenish purple, slowly sliding down towards the flower stem, towards the flower stem, and towards the bottom of the pot.

But, I'm not wrong. It's your friend who should improve his shortcomings. I just asked him not to swear, and I didn't ask you to break up with him. Why do you treat me like this?Ming Ziqiao held the flower pot in one hand, and grabbed the handrail of the stairs with the other, slowly ascended to the second floor in two steps, one step at a time, moved the flower pot into her room, and put a stack of used calculation paper on the upper left side of the desk Jiao, along the way, he shed more tears into that flower pot, so many that the three strings of buds bloomed to the point that they were all wiped out in the two weeks afterward, and four or five of them were dumb, and even the buds couldn't even sew open. If it has not been opened, it will turn black and shrink, and the branches will wither and wither.

On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, all walks of life start work as early as the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and public and private primary and secondary schools start school, starting the second semester of the school year.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, a sophomore student who was already a man of the day in this complete middle school walked out of the Academic Affairs Office with two schoolbags on his back, and led a limp while walking with his hands in his trouser pockets, wearing a brand-new high school uniform. The new face of the uniform led people straight into the classroom of Class [-] of the first year, causing many male and female students to chase after him curiously along the way.

"Your class is here. You sit here first. When the tutor arrives, the seat will be reassigned." Mingrui waited for Ming Ziqiao to pull out the chair and sit down, then unloaded his schoolbag and put the straps on it for him. The edge of the table, "There are toilets outside the stairs on both sides of the floor. The men's toilet on your floor is on the right. If you go to the wrong side, go down to the first floor or climb to the third floor, and there will be a men's toilet again."

Ming Ziqiao didn't respond or nod. It wasn't until Mingrui left the classroom without looking back that he looked at his tall back and silently watched him leave this building and walk towards another high school building on this campus. building.

Ever since the morning, when she "accidentally" looked at Mingrui in the mirror while washing in the bathroom, Mingziqiao has never, nor dared to meet those two indifferent gazes again, let alone deal with what he said. Any word he said, because he knew that even if he answered, Mingrui would just pretend that he didn't hear him, wouldn't he be humiliating himself?

Ming Ziqiao didn't want to make fun of himself and demean himself.

Ever since the two had a quarrel in the first day of junior high school and broke up unhappy, Mingrui's attitude towards him has completely changed. No matter how stupid Ming Ziqiao is, he can tell that he regards him as the one who should do everything. The obligation is being met, and he just opened his mouth to explain these things to him, but he was just doing his duty.

If it wasn't for his father's refusal to allow him to live alone, he repeatedly questioned whether the two of them could get along because he was too picky about Mingrui, and it wasn't Mingrui's problem at all. Almost got hurt internally.

(11 fresh coins) 039 [Nephew Gong Shushou, first year] The child hatched from the unlucky egg

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[Since you moved there, until two days ago, didn't you still say that Xiaorui and his grandparents treated you very well, gave you a lot of freedom, and didn't ask you to do housework? ] Talking about moving out of Tu’s house with Daddy Lu, Qiao Zhonglin only had a few questions, and his precious son was speechless, [Don’t forget the pain when your scar is healed, like before, no one takes care of you and no one talks about it, Didn't you say that you are afraid of not discussing everything and relying on your own way of life?Or, simply, you go back to the United States and forget it? ]

Daddy is always like this, whenever he hears him complaining, or finds that he is not in the right mood, he will bring up the issue of going back to the United States.

So he had no choice but to finish his perfunctory speech, hung up the phone and thought about it unwillingly, and then went to find his more sensible father Ming Xingcheng to continue working hard.

[Going out is no better than being at home. Your personality should be restrained and not so difficult to serve. ] Since he insisted on leaving home, Ming Xingcheng has been talking to him in a way of respecting him by saying nice things, and being indifferent to him by saying bad things. You have to read your own books and do things. Don’t make things difficult for him willfully. He must listen to you and cooperate with you in everything you want. Don’t let him be too tired. He really doesn’t want to help us take care of you. ]

What's so good about having him take care of you, you guys are so rare?Mingrui became so indifferent and treated him worse than a friend, he couldn't bear it.

However, Ming Ziqiao knew that unless he wanted to be arrested and put under house arrest until he married a wife and had children, otherwise, he must not contradict this statement in a moment of anger.

Dad and Daddy have to learn about carving for him life and death, and the way of dealing with it is completely different.Since he got a fixed residence near his previous school with the help of Master Ye, Ming Xingcheng has not starved him financially. At the end of the day, the employment company has the full authority to ask him for money and is responsible for him, so in contrast, Ming Ziqiao's living expenses are also strictly controlled, so that he does not have a lot of spare money to use.

Therefore, Ming Ziqiao, who had nowhere to complain, had to endure the cold violence Mingrui gave him for the future he wanted.

"Ah, who are you from Mingrui?" Ming Ziqiao has not yet looked away from the empty classroom, sitting on his right hand with one elbow resting on the table and supporting his head, acting like a strange man with a bit of a vibe The classmate couldn't help asking him, "Why hasn't your name been embroidered on it yet? What's your name?"

"...My name is Ming Ziqiao." Ming Ziqiao really wanted to give this classmate who took the initiative to chat with him a friendly smile, but his heavy heart made him unable to draw the drooping corners of his mouth, "Ming Rui, he and I Yes, it's...a distant relative."

"A distant relative?" This sentence obviously aroused the interrogator's higher interest, "He came back from Australia, and you too?"

Changing to a new environment and wanting to make people more popular than before, Ming Ziqiao didn't want to answer, but had to answer, "No. I came back from...the United States."

"America? You and him are both very strange. People want to go out to drink foreign ink since they were young, but you come back to drink water from a stinky well."

This man spoke with a bit of extreme and unceremonious tone, which made Ming Ziqiao feel disgusted when he heard it, but he didn't want to offend anyone, so he moved his eyes to scan the crumpled chest of this man's uniform, and remembered those three words. Here, read it out by the way:

"Yang Sijie, do you want to go out and drink foreign ink too?"

"Nonsense." Yang Sijie and Ming Ziqiao are similar in appearance, with a handsome face that matches the name, but they are always cynical and sour when they speak, "If the family has status, money, connections, and There is a way, who is not vying to take the treasure of gold and silver as an offering, and send it to a famous school abroad? My family is a poor household with a record, and it is good to have good books. How round the moon is, like you and Mingrui who are born in the midst of blessings and don't know the blessings, but why come back to read it, it's really hard to imagine..."

Yang Sijie hadn't finished speaking when the big man sitting behind him, who was lying on his stomach and dozed off, suddenly became furious. He raised his head and kicked Yang Sijie's chair hard, causing Yang Sijie to move the chair and the table by more than ten centimeters, and squeezed forward. His classmate in the front seat!

"Yang Sijie, you're a beixiu? You have to rely on my father to go to wow, and the seller's chaga wipes it off with a cup!" (Yang Sijie, are you crying for your father? If you want to cry, go outside when you are hungry and full, don't quarrel here I can’t fall asleep!)

Ming Ziqiao didn't know Taiwanese well enough, but just by hearing this big classmate's quiet but aggressive tone, he knew that he definitely wasn't saying anything good to scold Yang Sijie.

"And you, don't get too close to Yang Sijie, do you hear me?" Ming Ziqiao glanced at the big man's chest, and found that this man was just like him, with no name embroidered on his uniform, "Don't be isolated with Yang Sijie at that time, And it’s my fault that no one warned you beforehand.”

Isolate together?Ming Ziqiao's first thought was that.

God, is he so bad?

What kind of magnetic field is it that will cause him to avoid the words "isolated" no matter where he goes?