is crazy

Lin Lian even suspected that it was because he might have read too many Wen Mingche's romance novels.

How could such a Mary Su-style sentence come out of my own mouth?

Jiang Cun also looked at him incomprehensibly: "What's wrong?"

"No, I guess I've read too many novels."

Lin Lian thought this sentence was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he said it or saw it, and felt a headache for a while, so he stopped thinking about it.

Instead, he took out his mobile phone, put it in front of Jiang Cun in a vicious manner, and played the video of the two of them "drinking a cup of wine" repeatedly N times.

Simply mental pollution.

Lin Lian is really shameless, he can accurately challenge Jiang Cun's bottom line every time, making him die repeatedly on the verge of shame.

"Please, Brother Lian, close it."

"Do not."

"Brother Lian, don't you really think this thing is shameful?"

"No, look at how handsome you are!"

"I want to hang you up and beat you now."

"You're skinny, baby."

Lin Lian raised her eyebrows, turned off the video on her phone, and suddenly remembered something again, and smiled maliciously.

"Honey, I see I've found it."

Jiang Cun was puzzled, and suddenly wanted to realize what Lin Lian had found.

"The letter you wrote to me."

"Brother Lian, I'm serious," Jiang Cun's expression became dull, "If you dare to say it, I'll perform a suicide act for you."

"Baby, I think you live like an emoji. It always feels different when I first met you."

Jiang Cun moved his head a little further away, stared at Lin Lian, and uttered every word clearly: "It's not all because of you."

In the end, Jiang Cun was forced to listen to him read a few lines of what he had written aloud due to Lin's lust. He thought he would feel embarrassed, but he didn't expect that after listening, there was still a little bit of small talk. Little sweet.

The sweetness did not come from the content of his letter, but Lin Lian said to himself after finishing those few words——

"Jiang Cun, I'm very glad that I can't say sensational words, but I am very grateful to meet you. I always feel that meeting you is like a dream. Really, I am afraid that I will wake up from the dream one day. I have many shortcomings and it is too late. To correct it, I may have to trouble you to take care of it for the rest of your life."

Both of them have a characteristic in their speech, that is, they can make up any amount of eloquent words when writing articles, but when it comes to expressing affection to those close to them, they only use the word "really".

Some words sound awkward, and some words sound polite, but only the word "really" is very colloquial and simple, as if a small piece is separated from the apex of the heart for the other party to see—really, It's true to like, it's true to want to fall in love with you, everything is true, I love you, and I won't lie to you.

Jiang Cun smiled lightly. In Lin Lian's eyes, all the scenery in the world seemed to be in his eyes at that moment.

I have walked through countless mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in the world, but only you are an unforgettable aurora in my heart.

"Lin Lian, do you remember the first time we went out to play and made a promise that day?"

"I said, student Jiang Cun, you are not allowed to hide your emotions."

"I did it," Jiang Cun broke away from Lin Lian's embrace, and looked at him seriously, "Say, classmate Lin Lian, you must not like me."

"I did too."

Some people say that the secret love in the school days is a person's chaos, so what about the first love in the school days?

It is probably as sweet and refreshing as strawberry soda. After reading Qianfan and looking back on the past, I will only remember the pure love at that time, without any dirty thoughts.

It is like a fruit that has been brewed into a fragrant liqueur over time, and every mouthful tastes like a taste of joy.

This is the first time in their life that they have a love that is as clean as white paper and as young as a new fruit. They are very lucky to have chosen the right person from the beginning.

Write to Lin Lian:

The article about peaceful exchanges with you was just made up by me.

I am sick, have face blindness and depression, I like to get along with energetic people, and I want to like you too.

It's actually quite a pleasure to get along with you.I have many mental problems and I am not your friend.

I remembered you the first time I saw you—there are always things in the world that cannot be explained by scientific logic.

I can't speak, and I want to get in touch with you more by drawing pictures for you.

study progress.

A small note, quite short, the word order is so chaotic that I don't know what I'm talking about. If Jiang Cun can still recall what was written in it, he will probably feel that he was ill at that time.

But that's okay too.

In life, don't you have to have a few vigorous secondary school years?Wouldn't it be too sad if everything can be arranged in every way no matter what you do?

The two were in a strong relationship at the moment, when Jiang Cun's cell phone rang suddenly, and when he answered the phone, it turned out to be Fang Zijin calling.

Lin Lian snatched the phone childishly, like a bum: "Hey, what's the matter?"

This guy didn't know what he was jealous of, he got angry when he saw Fang Zijin, and his tone became impolite.

"Who are you? Please find Jiang Cunha, I am Fang Zijin."

"Tell me something, Jiang Cun is on my bed now."

"Are you free the day after tomorrow, interactive, interactive Internet cafe, I have something to do here, urgent."

Lin Lian raised an eyebrow at Jiang Cun—"Going?"

With a dark face, Jiang Cun was very dissatisfied with the phrase "in my bed", and whispered: "Whatever."

"Oh baby, don't make trouble, I won't be like this next time." Lin Lian blinked her eyes and acted cute.

"Next time you say I'm under you?"

"How are you so smart?"

Jiang Cun sighed helplessly, put on his coat and began to put on his shoes: "I'm leaving, I don't want to stay with you anymore."

"No, baby, I apologize." Lin Lian quickly pulled his shoes aside and began to act limply, "You can be where you want, what Lin Lian said - doesn't count, just look at me !"

Fang Zijin followed Jiang Cun back to Chuzhou County, but no one knew why.

And when everyone knew the reason, they were all... a little shocked.

This stuff is for teasing.

It's still a particularly literary kind of tearing.

The target of the torment was someone Lin Lian knew.

The rich second generation, He Jingran.

After hearing the ins and outs of the story, everyone was dumbfounded.

The love and hatred between these two people is far away. At first, it was because of playing games. Fang Zijin killed He Jingran once, and said cheerfully, "This player is really rubbish", which immediately angered the rich second generation. With a heart of krypton gold, he poured hundreds of dollars into it and bought a suit of equipment and invited many people to besiege Fang Zijin together, forcing him to delete his account and retreat.

Fang Zijin has a good temper. He plays games just to have fun, and he doesn't have any thoughts of "suffering". He deletes the account as soon as he deletes it, and starts other online surfing behaviors.

He continued to play other games, but he didn't expect to quit after playing for a long time. It was only later that he realized that it was the young master's fault, chasing after him like a mad dog.

He has a straightforward personality, and directly told the other party, "If you have the ability, meet and talk." The two exchanged □□ numbers inexplicably and friendlyly, and began a fierce online war.

He Jingran's space only posts news related to musical instruments, while Fang Zijin has no space at all, but after learning that he knows how to play musical instruments, he brought the topic to a new level——

"You can play the violin? Play it, I don't believe it."

"Believe it or not! You are amazing, tell me what you can do?"

"I can draw! Do you know what the human body is? Do you know what composition is? Do you know what warm and cold colors are?"

"If you have the ability, don't make a voice!"

Fang Zijin had a loud voice, talking like setting off firecrackers, and gained the upper hand in terms of momentum, and made several [/show teeth][/show teeth] expressions in the past with a cheap face.

"I just made a voice call, what's wrong with my slow typing? Are you dissatisfied?"

After all, they were only eleven or twelve years old back then, and none of them would admit defeat at such a young age, especially He Jingran, who was suffering from a second-degree illness, and had agreed to a showdown with him in four years' time.

Fang Zijin also had doubts about why it was a four-year agreement.

"I'll just say you're sick, right? People say it's about three years and ten years, but you're the only one who's so good, why four years?"

"Country bumpkin, what does this young master like, what are you waiting for the untouchables to say!"

Fang Zijin's attitude was inexplicably gentle: "Okay, I'll go down first, I'll go to eat, I'll scold next time, goodbye. 886."

"Okay, back off. I'm going to eat too."

Fang Zijin briefly recounted the past, and Lin Lian felt that there are all kinds of idiots in the world; the interactive Internet cafe was originally very popular among elementary and middle school students in the county, but that night it was taken by a rich second generation. The venue is reserved, the lights are very dim, and it is difficult to see things clearly.

"So, what are you guys doing now?"

"Play games, five rows."

"What are you looking for us for?"

"I didn't say I was looking for you," his tone was so natural, "I called Jiang Cun, and you insisted on coming by yourself."

"Brother Lian..." Jiang Cun held back his smile and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Baby, look at this guy is really bad, I want to hammer him."

Suddenly, a beam of light shined on the rich second generation, the only bright spot in the audience was on him, like an exaggerated stage play, He Jingran still looked at Lin Lian with his signature dead fish eyes: "Then you come with me."

"Huh?" Lin Lian was confused.

Fang Zijin's blood boiled with enthusiasm: "That's it! Whoever loses is the son!"

The game didn't start, but the entrance of the Internet cafe was very noisy. The gate was forced open, and a large group of people poured in. Lin Lian could only see that the leaders were Zhou Rong and Wu Fang.

Tsk, how did these two grandsons get together?To deliver a head?

Obviously, everyone came prepared this time. Wu Fang's army of idiots was relatively orderly, and they seemed to have uniformed uniforms.

"I said why didn't you open the door, so you, Lin Lian, are here."

Wu Fang is average-looking, but he wants to pretend to be the boss of the underworld, which makes his temperament drop countless points. Not only does he not look majestic, but he looks wretched.

"Long time no see." Zhou Rong also said hello meaningfully. Originally, he just wanted to follow Wu Fang to the Internet cafe to eat and drink, but he didn't expect to meet an old friend. It didn't take much effort to come here.

"I'm sorry, I've been short-sighted recently, and I can't see the mentally handicapped elementary school students clearly. What are you guys?"

Lin Lian smiled brightly, took Jiang Cun with one hand, and planned how to escape.

There must be at least a dozen people on the other side. Damn, I didn't bother with him last time, and I will settle the old and new scores together next time.

The stupid legion didn't know who said, "Hey, the one with the aperture over there, can you turn on the light?"

"Who are you calling? Be polite?"

"Is your mother crazy? Want to fight?"

The rich second generation laughed mockingly, snapped his fingers, and the lights in the Internet cafe turned on instantly. Only now did everyone see clearly that all the seats were occupied by people, all of them were in suits, but their hands were empty. Take disproportionate folk music.

After the lights were turned on, all the members stood up in unison, surrounded the idiot army with hostility, and used musical instruments as weapons to point at the people in the encirclement.

It was only at this time that Lin Lian saw clearly that the idiot legion was really wearing the same clothes - a white jacket, with bold red Song typeface printed on the back - "Wu Fang is awesome!!!"

If you wear such clothes, will you really not be arrested as a member of a cult?

Lin Lian felt that today was more exciting than any other day, and this script gave him a real feeling of refreshing writing.

"Fuck, it's like acting in a TV series..." After holding back for a long time, Fang Zijin could only choke out this sentence.

There are talents in the country from generation to generation, and each generation is more coquettish than the previous generation.

"It's interesting." Lin Lian stared at the confrontation between the two sides with interest. Just after a moment of confusion, Wu Fang and the others were subdued, and they were escorted to which police station by the men in suits.

"The bet continues?"

"continue."

"Wait a minute," Lin Lian was a little unaccustomed to playing hooligans in front of outsiders for a long time, and gently scratched Jiang Cun's palm, "You guys competed very peacefully, don't you need Jiang Cun to do anything?"

Hearing the urgency in Fang Zijin's words, he thought he was in a hurry, but now he realized that he was the stupid one who got involved in this agreement inexplicably.

"Brother Lian... I discovered for the first time that there are people who are more childish than you in this world."

Jiang Cun tilted his head and whispered in his ear.

If it weren't for someone else watching, Lin Lian would immediately want to kiss her boyfriend on the cheek. It's not against the law to flirt, so you flirt with me like that?

"We don't know how to play games."

"It's not a game."

"Then you still say five rows?"

"It's truth or dare."

Lin Lian couldn't figure out where the plot was heading.