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The private driver of the Yan family had been waiting outside the school gate for a long time. Li Si instinctively approached a black car parked under the big pagoda tree at the school gate, opened the door and got in.

It turns out he was right.

The driver in the front row turned his head to look at Li Si, and said, "Why is Young Master Yan slower than usual today?"

"It's a little uncomfortable, I took two days off." Li Si smiled at him.

"Oh, where is Mrs. Lan..." the driver hesitated.

Mrs. Lan is talking about Lan Yanyu, Yan He's mother.

"It's okay, my parents are busy with work, so I don't need to inform them about this trivial matter. I can just rest for two days."

"Okay." The driver turned his head and drove away from the school.

……

In 10 minutes, we arrived at Yan’s home. Yan Ting, Yan He’s father, moved his family around the school with a wave of his hand in order to make it easier for his son to study and return home to have a bite of hot food after hard work.

Commonly known as the school district housing, it is still a very high-end neighborhood.

Li Si got out of the car and said "see you tomorrow" to the driver, then picked up the backpack on the seat in the car and put it on his back obediently, and walked into the house slowly.

Yan He's family conditions are very good, and his parents are usually very busy with work, so he is at home alone most of the time.

Li Si quite likes this, it is much more comfortable to be alone at home.

When I walked in tonight, it was the same as usual. There was no light in the huge home, and there was a sense of desertedness that lacked popularity.

Li Si turned on the light, randomly found some fruit pads in the refrigerator to rest his stomach, and lay down on the bed after washing.

He neatly put the leave note on the sofa, and he can see it at a glance when he leaves tomorrow morning. After all, this is a legitimate reason for him to be generous and lazy.

It was not too early, it was past twelve o'clock, Li Si closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep.

But little effect.

Little K reminded aloud in his mind that one-eighth of the important memories had returned.

A familiar pain suddenly began to appear in the head, and the repulsion caused by reckless memory stuffing into the brain was also very familiar.

The field of vision was spinning, Li Si frowned, and heard his own voice in the pure blackness.

"Doctor An, be careful."

Very flat and alienated voice, it seems that the object of his speech is just a stranger.

Who is Dr. An?

Immediately afterwards, he heard another voice, which came from the same person as the "Good night, Lawyer Li" that returned to one-eighth of his memory last time, and the owner of the voice was Dr. An.

A little helpless, a little deeply hidden frustration——"Understood, I will not cross the line."

Li Si seemed to be listening to the conversation of two invisible people from a distance, but he could only hear the voice but not the person.

Headless.

That helpless voice appeared again, this time with a meaning that Li Si couldn't understand: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to like you, I treat everyone like this, do you understand?"

Like giving up, but also like still struggling.

He didn't hear his own voice again.

The second one-eighth memory has been accepted by him.

But he didn't seem to understand anything.

Why is this an important memory?

"I didn't mean to like you", "I do this to everyone"

I felt a little uncomfortable for some reason, but wasn't this what I wanted to hear in the conversation? The two voices didn't appear again, it was just a long silence.

Overwhelmed by drowsiness, Li Si frowned, bent his elbows, covered his eyes with the back of his hands, and fell into endless silence.

……

The alarm rang at eight o'clock, and Li Si actually woke up early, but he refused to get up.

A leave note should have the meaning of a leave note, and you have to lie down until eight o'clock.

After he tidied up slowly, he went downstairs carrying the backpack that he had not opened since he carried it back yesterday.

There is not a single book in the backpack, and there are some scattered word shorthands and scratch paper, as well as meal cards, instant coffee, etc., everything.

I won’t recite it in the future, anyway, I won’t read when I come back, so young people should rest more.

Reviewing the sprint can be moved back a month or two.

Approaching the school gate, Li Si took out two crumpled leave slips from his school uniform pocket, looked at them for a while, then put one back, and took the left one to the security room at the school gate.

Before reaching the security room, and still ten meters away, Li Si was dragged back by the backpack belt.

In fact, he could easily drag the classmate behind the backpack back together, but he didn't think it was necessary, so he dragged him to the convenience store next to the school gate by holding the backpack strap.

He glanced at the person dragging him just now, and it was a boy with peach blossom eyes.Tall and long-legged, a good-looking boy, Li Si thought for a while, what is the difficulty in keeping a small classmate who is not equal.

He shouldn't be so indifferent, students should help each other.

So after he stood still, he closed his backpack straps, looked down at the young man in front of him, and said politely, "What's the matter?"

The youth with peach blossom eyes is a little shorter than Li Si, but he also has a figure of nearly 1.8 meters. His figure is straight and full of vitality.At this moment, the little classmate raised his face and looked at him, obviously stunned for a moment.

"Yan He?"

The voice is as clear as a human being.

"You know me?" Li Si raised his eyebrows.

He has no impression of this little classmate, at least he didn't see him in class yesterday.

"Ah... yes," the little classmate rubbed the back of his head, tilted his head, his jawline moved lightly as he spoke, thin and clear, "but you probably don't know me, after all, you fell into the pile of books .”

The image of Yan He in the class is that of a calm and high-quality academic god, who distanced himself from other students.

"You look very similar to a person." He turned his head, his voice was much lower, and Li Si almost couldn't hear it clearly.

"What do you want from me?" Li Si raised his wrist to check the time, but he found that there was no watch when he lifted it up. However, he was not embarrassed. He put his hand into his pocket naturally with a calm expression, and said slowly : "Try to speak as quickly as possible, I'm going to the classroom for class."

The boy had a weird expression on his face. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "It's almost nine o'clock now. If you really want to go to class, you won't walk to school."

Li Si raised his brows lightly, he indeed walked slowly, like taking a walk.

But...how did this person know?Can't you follow him all the way?

The young man seemed to be aware of his inner thoughts, blinked and said: "I didn't follow you, I saw it by chance."

"Oh," Li Si smiled, "It doesn't matter that I am walking, and I am eager to go to class now."

He continued: "You haven't said what you want from me."

"Could you lend me a note for leave?" The boy didn't procrastinate any longer, and went straight to the point.

"Can this thing be borrowed?" Li Si laughed.

"Yeah." The boy nodded.

Li Si looked down at the leave slip in his hand, and smiled lightly: "Sorry, I only have one."

"I see, you have two." The boy stared at him with a clear voice.

Oh, I saw it, Li Si raised his eyebrows, and without the embarrassment of being punctured, he reached out and took out another leave slip from his pocket and handed it to the little classmate in front of him, saying: "Then take it."

His vacation will be one day less, but helping classmates who encounter difficulties can sublimate revolutionary friendship and enhance self-worth, which is not a loss.

Who knows, the boy shook his head, pursed his lips and said, "No."

Li Si paused the hand that handed him the leave note, and took it back a second later with a good temper, and said with a smile: "Success, I'll give you this."

He changed another one and handed it to him again.

As a result, the little classmate still didn't pick up.

Li Si wanted to laugh a little, skipping classes to the point of using a leave slip to enter the school, and still pick it up, aren't the two leave slips the same, Jin Gui.

"Look at the name on it." The boy took the leave slip, handed it to Li Si, raised his eyes and said.

"Yan He," Li Si looked cooperatively and said, "What's wrong?"

"My name is Yan He, too?" The boy raised his eyebrows, "Do you think two different people with the same leave slip will let you in with the security guard?"

Liz: "..."

"The security guard is old, not because he has strong eyes." The young man glanced at Li Si.

Liz: "..."

"Isn't this what you said just now that you can borrow it?" Li Si glanced at him and said with a smile.

"It's not borrowed like this." The boy touched his school uniform pocket, and found it empty. He paused for two seconds, and made a "click" sound when his thumb pressed his index finger joint, and then he looked up at Li Si, "Do you have a pen?" ?”

"No." Liz shook his head.

"..." The young man stared at him without saying a word. After a while, he gently narrowed the distance between the two of them, approached Li Si, leaned over and reached out to take something out of Li Si's backpack side pocket.

Li Si saw it, oh well, it's a pen, with a particularly pretentious silver fluorescent cover, and a line of small words on it: don't get close to strangers.

A little flamboyant.

"Why do you always lie?" The young man looked at him and seemed to laugh angrily.

"I really don't know." Li Si answered frankly.

He never took a pen out of his backpack, who knew it would be in the side pocket.

The boy didn't speak any more, took off the cap of his pen, spread the leave note in his palm, lowered his head and began to write seriously.

Li Si also looked down at him as he wrote. This man added his name after the name "Yan He", and wrote stroke by stroke. The writing was calm and powerful, and the handwriting was bold but clear and beautiful, just like his people.

This is the name, which surprised Li Si.

Resounding in three big characters, Chen Tinghua.

It's amazing, Li Si hooked the corner of his lower lip. Yesterday afternoon, he had the honor to meet Chen Tiaohua and get up to answer questions. However, Chen Tiaohua in the classroom yesterday was still a 1.9-meter strong man, but today he became a 1.8-meter little classmate.

He should ask this classmate Chen Cuihua about the mystery of transformation.

"Your name is Chen Tinghua?" Li Si asked above his head.

"Are you surprised?" The boy turned his head slightly, "You can call me Cuihua."

"Not good?" Li Si smiled.

"It's okay, I don't mind." The young man was quite understanding.

Of course you don't mind, you are not Chen Tinghua.Li Si crossed his arms and watched as he changed the "Number of people asking for leave: 1" to "Number of people asking for leave: 2" on the leave slip.

"Is that all right?" Li Si took the leave note he had revised and asked casually.

"Okay," the boy nodded.

"Student Cuihua has a lot of experience." Li Si glanced at him, it seems that this is not the first time that he has changed the leave slip.

"Thank you." The boy closed the pen, put it back into the side pocket of Li Si's backpack, and added inexplicably, "This pen matches you very well."

Li Si looked at the silver pen, which was particularly flamboyant, and remained silent, feeling that this person was alluding to something.

How could such a coquettish pen match him.

"Why didn't you choose to climb over the wall?" Li Si asked him on the way to the security room together.

"Good students don't climb over walls."

"is it?"

"Of course, everyone knows that I, Chen Tiaohua, am easy to learn." The little classmate turned his head and smiled, and said, "It has nothing to do with the addition of surveillance cameras around the fence yesterday."

Li Si smiled irrefutably, and did not speak again.

"Are you on leave?"

The uncle in the security room cleared his throat and asked.

"Well, the two of us wrote a leave note together." The boy handed the tampered leave note to the security uncle.

"Take out your student ID card and have a look." Uncle Security took a look at the leave slip and said.

Li Si handed Yan He's student ID to him. The security guard took a look at the student ID, nodded, and then moved his eyes to "Student Cuihua" next to him, and said, "Student Chen Tiaohua, where's yours?"

"Sorry uncle, I forgot to bring it." Cuihua's voice softened a bit, like an obedient and obedient student, "I'm in the same class as him, Yan told you that's right."

He turned his head to look at Li Si, Li Si nodded.

Uncle Security thought for a while, nodded, handed the student ID to Li Si, and said, "Okay, let's go in and study, two students."

Li Si took the student ID card and was about to turn around and leave the security room.

Sudden--

"What did you say your name was?"

Li Si turned his head and saw another security guard appeared in the security room, with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

This was said to Cuihua, and Li Si looked at classmate Cuihua quietly.

"Chen Tinghua." Cuihua said frankly.

"Then do you know me?" the thick-browed uncle asked again.

"Ah... here," classmate Cuihua laughed, "Although uncle, you have a very distinctive appearance, which makes people unforgettable, but we don't know each other, right?"

"Don't you know?" The thick-browed uncle clasped his hands on the platform in the security room, and leaned out from the half-person-high window, smiling like a scarred boss in the underworld.

"Then let me introduce myself," the uncle with thick eyebrows cleared his throat, "My name is Wu Wei, and I am an ordinary and responsible security guard in the No. Biao Hua just had dinner with me."

"Isn't your name Chen Tinghua?"

"I am your uncle."

Cuihua: "..."

Li Si stood by and watched the play, and raised his eyebrows when he heard this, oh shit, classmate Fake Cuihua overturned.

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