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At the end of today, No. [-] Middle School is completely on vacation.

But in the third year of high school, the vacation was shortened to the extreme. Although the students complained, they couldn't digest and accept it.

After all, it is an invisible tradition, and no one can shake it.

On the last day, everything in the classroom has to be emptied.

Lin Sheng knew this, and brought a sturdy handbag from home in advance. After all, the weight of the book is really heavy, and ordinary bags probably won't last long enough to go home before they die.

Qi Ye's desk has nothing but a few necessary textbooks, which are easily thrown into the bag without taking them away.

On the day of the holiday, a large number of parents who came to help pack their things poured into the school, and it was very crowded.

Qi Ye was worried that Qiu Yan would take advantage of his loopholes, so he swept the things in one go, and then went to the next door with his bag.

As soon as he stepped out of the classroom door, he saw Liao Muyang approaching from a distance.

The Lord has come, and he just saved trouble.

Qi Ye walked in the direction of Liao Muyang, and reminded him when they were about to meet each other.

"The class opposite, the seat in the middle of the innermost window."

The order of the classes in No. [-] Middle School is not arranged according to numbers, they are all random. Liao Muyang was busy looking around to find the class, and didn't notice Qi Ye beside him for a while, waiting for him to come to the side to remind him to say something Only then did Liao Muyang come back to his senses.

Brother Liao raised his eyes and saw that he was a familiar person, so he listened to the words.

"Thanks."

"Need not."

This stiff official politeness still needs to be said, but not long after these two sentences, the two separated on their own.

Liao Muyang followed Qi Ye's directions, and within a few steps, he successfully found Lin Sheng who was buried in the surging crowd and was struggling to pack his books.

Just seeing the child at the corner of the mouth, it was already hooked up to the sky.

Brother Liao passed through the bustling crowd, walked to Lin Sheng's side, and rubbed that little head mercilessly.

Lin Sheng, who was so absorbed in packing his things, naturally didn't notice Liao Muyang's approach.

Until the suddenly raging wolf paws touched his head, Lin Sheng was startled and subconsciously trembled, but when he looked up and saw the comer, the uneasiness in his eyes immediately turned into a soft and sweet one full of surprise. Sweet smile.

Lin Sheng put down the book in his hand, and only gestured to Liao Muyang.

"Why did my brother come in?"

Liao Muyang flipped through Lin Sheng's address, he was naturally in a good mood, but his tail was almost turned upside down.

As for this sweet and cloying nickname, it seems that the two of them have subtly regarded it as a nickname that is not awkward and used to it.

"Just now I saw a lot of parents entering the school in one go, so I asked, knowing that your parents can come in to help pack things when you have a holiday today, so I came in."

Lin Sheng listened to Liao Muyang's words, nodded in understanding, and continued to gesture.

"Then brother just sit and wait for a while, I can finish packing soon."

After finishing the gesture, he moved the chair behind him and moved it to Liao Muyang's side.

But now that Brother Liao is here, there must be no reason for him to sit and watch his children busy. In addition, books are heavy, so it is better for Brother Liao to do the hard work.

"Do you take all these books home? Is there anything else you want to take?"

"That's all, nothing else."

Brother Liao got Lin Sheng's reply and lifted the sleeves of the sweater, and moved Lin Sheng's two hands three or four times with one hand. Within two times, he tidied up all the books and stuffed them into a black bag.

Lin Sheng just stood beside Liao Muyang, watching quietly, and from time to time, he took advantage of the gap between carrying and tidying up some untidy books.

After getting along for such a long time, Liao Muyang understood Lin Sheng's character, and Lin Sheng also naturally understood some of Liao Muyang's character, knowing that he would still help if he said so, so it's better to rely on him a little bit.

After all, with this feeling of being wrapped in a sense of security, Lin Sheng almost wanted to keep possessing it insatiably.

Liao Muyang watched the table and drawers being cleaned up, so he asked just in case.

"Sheng, let's see if there is anything left behind."

Lin Sheng nodded obediently, and began to carefully look around the corners, noticing if he had left anything behind.

After waiting for a close look at the inside and outside of the table, Lin Sheng raised his hand and gestured to Liao Muyang.

"My brother finished reading, there is nothing left behind."

Liao Muyang figured out what he meant, raised his hand and rubbed Lin Sheng's head, and said with a smile.

"Okay, then go home, Sheng Zai remember to wear gloves."

Hearing this, Lin Sheng quickly took out a wool glove from his schoolbag and put it on, acting like a child who listens to his parents.

Brother Liao thought about this description, thinking about... thinking about it, he shook his head violently, and thought to himself: Bah, I have really stumbled, why every time I see Sheng Zai, I feel like my old father. a little bigger...

Hmm...Seven years old is almost a little bit, and I haven't even passed double digits yet...

Lin Sheng looked at Liao Muyang, who was immersed in his own thoughts, and hesitated to disturb him. After deliberating, he still raised his hand and pinched the corner of his clothes.

Liao Muyang's gaze drifted down along the corner of his clothes, and he saw Lin Sheng mouthing softly.

"Brother, it's all right, let's go home."

Brother Liao's strange feeling was immediately thrown out of the sky, he only picked up the bag easily with one hand, took Lin Sheng's ungloved hand with the other, and said, "Okay, let's go, go home."

Lin Sheng looked at the raised left hand, and at the crowd of people around him, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

He was afraid, afraid that there would be strange eyes coming.

It doesn't matter if he just looks at himself, but he is afraid that the gaze will reach Liao Muyang.

Liao Muyang led Lin Sheng to walk out of the class, and after two steps, he noticed the child's sluggish footsteps and the cold but slightly sweaty hands.

He turned his head to look, and found that Lin Sheng didn't like to stick close to him as before, but instead kept a little distance away, and looked around cautiously with his head down.

Brother Liao reacted in an instant.

Some subtle things can only be subtly comforted, he spoke in a moderate voice to Lin Sheng's ears.

"It's getting late for Sheng Zi, let's go home quickly, Da Mao misses you a little bit today."

The words "going home" and "missing you" were deliberately emphasized, but Lin Sheng felt a strange sense of security when he heard it.

It's like a little snail without a shell has found its own shell, and the sense of belonging is immediately full.

Coupled with the fact that Qi Ye's words at noon kept circling in Lin Sheng's mind, this circling and circling gave Lin Sheng even more confidence in his courage.

He moved close to Liao Muyang's side, and at the same time raised his head and blinked those dark grape eyes at Liao Muyang, nodded, and compared with Liao Muyang.

"I'm thinking about big hair too."

Liao Muyang watched the child regain his mood, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up. He wanted to rub his little head, but unfortunately he didn't have a free hand, so he could only touch the hand in his palm and squeeze it gently.

The two just walked out of the class holding hands.

And the people in the class actually didn't have time to pay attention to the two passing by. Even if they noticed, they were just thinking that Lin Sheng's brother didn't look like Lin Sheng at all.

Or the parents who don't know the two brothers think that the two brothers are both good-looking.

Only in the corner of the last row of the class, there is a shadow of darkness.

Looking at the two people who walked out, Qiu Yan cursed bitterly in his heart.

He didn't think about the beating on Lin Sheng at first, at most he doubted it for a moment and then dismissed it, thinking it was impossible.

But Qi Ye who followed Lin Sheng today, and Liao Muyang who came to pick Lin Sheng up just now, also made him completely sure that this matter was related to Lin Sheng.

After all, Liao Muyang may not have seen him, but he had seen Liao Muyang's face in Qiu Sen's bar.

The hand holding the plasterboard was tightly clenched.

Qiu Yan recalled what happened that night, and his slightly swollen cheeks became more ferocious.

He thought hard in his heart.

Thinking about it never ends.