not as sweet as you

Luo Xing pursed his lips, and turned around without responding.

Huo Xingzhou glanced at Luo Xing's back, and twitched the corners of his mouth playfully. Zhang Xuan was so sticky, Luo Xing really wanted to beat him up, and he had to go to school to punish him.

This kind of well-behaved and obedient student was punished on the first day of transfer, so he must cry.

After class, Zhang Xuan had already slipped out to eat with someone else, the tutoring materials on the table were thrown everywhere, and half of them were still on Luo Xing's desk.

A few more lively classmates came to talk to him, and asked him about his old school, and two girls gave him a box of yogurt and a few pieces of candy, telling him not to talk to Zhang Xuan.

Luo Xing thanked them one by one, a little uncomfortable with the kindness of strangers, and responded one by one with a little restraint.

Ye Qiaoqiao waited for them to leave before walking over with the papers in her arms.

"New classmate." Ye Qiaoqiao knocked on the table and put the papers on his desk: "New classmate, these are some papers for our monthly exam. Please hand them to me after you finish your evening self-study."

Luo Xing said, "Thank you."

Ye Qiaoqiao smiled and said you're welcome, then took out a few cards from her pocket, and told him one by one: "This is a meal card, this is a water card, just apply for it at the life teacher, and a deposit is 30 yuan. You usually pay by card for water and meals, and no cash is accepted. If you don’t like the food in the cafeteria, you can go outside, but don’t go too far for a short time, just at the door.”

"Okay." Luo Xing nodded.

Ye Qiaoqiao found that when he was talking to people, his eyes would stare at them very seriously, unlike Huo Xingzhou, who always had a funny smile that was not a smile.

Ye Qiaoqiao said: "The life teacher should be off work today, you can use mine first, and you can return the card to me after finishing the card tomorrow."

Luo Xing didn't answer, "No, thank you."

He is not a person who likes to have entanglements with others. Whether it is money or feelings, he will keep people away thousands of miles away, intentionally or unintentionally.

Because of Ye Ren's precepts and deeds, Ye Qiaoqiao has always been measured in dealing with people, neither too enthusiastic nor too cold, so she nodded when she heard what he said, and left.

After they all went to eat, Luo Xing heaved a sigh of relief, pushed Zhang Xuan's books aside, and then took out his own books one by one and put them on the table.

He was supposed to be exchanged to No. [-] Middle School in the city, but he told the principal that he wanted to go to No. [-] Middle School.

One is for Huo Xingzhou.

two is……

The phone buzzed and vibrated. He picked it up and looked at the note on it. He paused and opened it. It was a voice message. He took out the earphones and put them on, and turned the volume to the maximum to listen.

"Luo Xing, why did you transfer to No. [-] Middle School? Didn't you say you went to No. [-] Middle School? Your mother had a scene at school today and broke the principal's head. The principal is still lying in the city hospital. You It's okay."

Luo Xing clicked on another one.

"Luo Xing, Luo Xing, your mother came to school to look for you today. I heard that you transferred to No. [-] Middle School. Why didn't you tell her?"

He listened to several voices one by one, most of them said the same thing, he pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, and replied one by one.

After replying, I looked at the time. It was 48:[-], and I should be able to finish half of the paper before the evening self-study started.

Luo Xing wiped it with his fingers, and there was a layer of dust on the table and table belly, as well as the garbage thrown by Zhang Xuan. He put down his pen again, took out a wet tissue from his school bag and wiped the table and drawers.

Finally, I spread out the test paper, found out the calculation paper and pen, and started to do it.

He doesn't have much time, and if he doesn't take advantage of the present, he won't be able to finish it tonight.

Huo Xingzhou was playing with his mobile phone in the back, he didn't know who it was replying to on WeChat, and cursed with a smile: "Fuck you, when I pushed them to the ground, you didn't know where you were urinating and muddy."

"Okay, here we go."

Luo Xing didn't raise his head, and quietly worked on the paper. Huo Xingzhou looked at the time and felt that the campus was no longer crowded, so he slowly prepared to go down for dinner.

He glanced at the new classmate sitting in front of him, he didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly asked, "Hey new classmate, are you an adult?"

Luo Xing didn't move.

Huo Xingzhou was just asking casually, it didn't matter if he answered or not, but he got angry after being ignored.

Hiss... You saved him just now, and you turned around and refused to admit it?

Little white-eyed wolf.

Huo Xingzhou raised his foot and lightly kicked his stool.

"Child."

The chair was kicked by the person behind him, causing him to tilt as well. The tip of the pen directly hit the calculation paper, making a long and big gash. After peeling it off, he asked dryly, "Is there something wrong?"

Seeing his incomparably cold expression, Huo Xingzhou recalled it, and felt that he was sick. When he asked him what he was doing, it was no wonder he was angry.

He said it was all right, got up and went to the bathroom.

Luo Xing looked at his back, subconsciously raised his hand and pressed his ear.

The food in the cafeteria of No. [-] Middle School was particularly unpalatable. Any weird food could be stir-fried, and they refused to put too much of it except salt. Therefore, students usually took half an hour before evening self-study to go out to eat.

There are many small stalls lined up at the gate of the school, and there are several well-decorated milk tea shops and snack bars. Walking about ten meters ahead, there is a snack street with all kinds of barbecues.

Huo Xingzhou and the others usually like to go there.

Feng Jia sent a text message asking if Huo Xingzhou was still the same, so he ordered for him first, and Huo Xingzhou replied with a hmm, and walked out of the bathroom slowly.

The stairway was at the front door of the classroom. After he came out, he turned his head and glanced in.

Luo Xing took out a dilapidated stainless steel thermos cup from his schoolbag, with large chunks of paint knocked off it, and a hole in the lid.

The slender fingers twisted it twice, but it didn't seem to be unscrewed, and then twisted loosely twice, and then twisted, poured some water into the lid of the cup, and took out a shapeless bread from the schoolbag.

He held it in his left hand, gnawed two mouthfuls with an expressionless expression on his face, chewed and swallowed carefully, and took another sip of water, keeping his eyes on the paper in front of him throughout the whole process.

Huo Xingzhou clicked his tongue and took out his mobile phone, took a photo through the window, and planned to send it to Feng Jia via WeChat, so that he could worship three times a day and nine times a day, so as to imbue him with the aura of a schoolmaster.

As a result, this shot happened to meet his raised face.

He was a little surprised, he still had a small bite of bread in his mouth, he probably didn't realize it all at once, Huo Xingzhou pressed his fingertips and patted him in.

Luo Xing was doing the test papers, and always felt that there was a person standing outside the window who hadn't left. He looked up suspiciously, but happened to meet Huo Xingzhou and shook his phone twice. He saw his lips move, but it happened that half of them moved. He couldn't make out what he was saying because his son blocked the dirt on the window glass.

Luo Xing pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and when he raised his head again, he had already left.

When Huo Xingzhou walked to the snack bar, he happened to meet Liu Mengya, Feng Jia's dream goddess, who was in the next class.

He had long legs, so he went in first. Liu Mengya walked slowly with two female classmates arm in arm.

Feng Jia and Li Lefan were sitting at the second table by the door. Both of them had finished a serving of rice noodles, and they were drinking Coke with their stomachs in their hands.

"Pregnant?"

Feng Jia immediately went to hug him, and pinched his throat pretendingly: "Brother Huo, he has your child, so you can't just abandon him all the time."

Li Lefan slapped the table with a smile.

"Get up, it's time to eat, I'll fuck you and hug me again and my face will be stuck in the rice."

Huo Xingzhou twitched his hand, but did not twitch, and pushed his elbow back: "Liu Mengya is here."

Feng Jia sat upright like a carp, and looked around: "I rely on you to lie to me again."

"I didn't lie to you, it's really here."

"Believe me again, I am a dog."

Huo Xingzhou was tearing up the disposable chopsticks, when he pushed his index finger directly into the toothpick inside, he hissed, "Feng Jia, you fucking lick the blood off me."

The next second, Liu Mengya walked in.

"Bow woof." Feng Jia shrank her neck, and quickly called Huo Ge several times to beg for mercy, and Li Lefan just laughed there.

Huo Xingzhou ignored him, went to the door to pay the bill after dinner, and when he finished scanning WeChat, he suddenly gave him an extra five yuan.

"Ah? Did you pay the wrong bill?" Feng Jia heard the voice prompt of payment collection, turned her head in doubt, and saw Huo Xingzhou walk to the beverage cabinet, and brought out a can of milk tea.

"Why did you drink milk tea instead?" Feng Jia said, "I bought it for the monitor."

Huo Xingzhou didn't speak, and walked forward with his milk tea in his hand. The face that was so soft that he couldn't help but want to "bully" appeared in his mind, and he chuckled: "You don't care about me."

Feng Jia yelled, and he didn't know why he was laughing with Li Lefan.

The meal time was only half an hour, and it was enough for a full meal. When Huo Xingzhou passed by the stadium, he heard the commotion inside, so he turned his head and took a look inside.

Classes [-] and [-] are fighting.

Class [-], like Class [-], is a key class in the third year of high school, and the average score can be broken down by one and a half Class [-], which has always been at odds with Class [-] and is in a state of mutual disdain.

Someone in the room screamed, "Huo Xingzhou, let's play tonight."

Huo Xingzhou didn't answer.

Li Lefan asked, "Why do you look like you're not very interested?"

"It's not that I don't have much interest, it's that it's boring." Huo Xingzhou looked away, carried milk tea and walked to the teaching building, thought for a while, and added: "There is no one who can fight."

"That's right." Feng Jia said: "The grandchildren in class [-] know how to use their studies to suppress others except for suing. It's great to study well. Our class leader is still the best in the school. What did we say?"

"..." Li Lefan looked away, he didn't know the flames of the stadium if he didn't play: "It's obviously not good."

"Is that so obvious?" Huo Xingzhou snorted coldly, "You didn't see it when I pushed them on the floor and called them Dad, but the monitor of their class, Feng Jia knew, Cai's head was bald."

Li Lefan: "..."

-

When the three of them returned to the classroom, there were about 5 minutes left to start their evening self-study. Most of the students had returned. Huo Xingzhou raised his eyes. Seriously outrageous.

He came over, stretched out his arms, and patted the can of milk tea by his hand.

"Is there something wrong?" Luo Xing raised his head.

Huo Xingzhou hummed: "Apologize."

Luo Xing raised his eyes, rolled his words three times on the tip of his tongue, and then said cautiously: "I don't..."

"Snapped."

Huo Xingzhou snapped the tab with his fingertips and picked up the silver-white tab, and the class fell into silence for an instant.

Everyone turned their heads to look at it, especially Feng Jia was so stupid, why did his can of milk tea slap on Luo Xing's table?

Didn't you say yes to the monitor?

Huo Xingzhou lowered his body and looked at him condescendingly: "Student, do you hold grudges so much?"

Luo Xing subconsciously bit his lower lip. He was afraid that Huo Xingzhou would find out that he had "unreasonable thoughts" about him, so every time he saw him, he would carefully hide his thoughts.

Due to the deliberate suppression, the expression appeared a little indifferent.

Seeing that he was still holding the pen in his hand, Huo Xingzhou suddenly remembered that when he first came to write his name in the afternoon, a girl praised him for his good handwriting, so he glanced at it by the way.

The handwriting is really beautiful, like some font.

There seems to be a picture with similar characters in his home, but he doesn't know it anyway, so he didn't feel relieved after passing it by.

Luo Xing seemed to be a little embarrassed to speak, and his voice was like a mosquito, "You didn't bully me, so you don't need to apologize."

Huo Xingzhou was taken aback by his clear brain circuit. It happened that Zhang Xuan hadn't come back yet, so he simply sat down in his seat, propped his head with one hand and moved closer, looking at the fair skin on the side of his neck and the faintly visible The light blue blood vessels are so soft that people can't help but want to... bully them.

Hearing that his voice was soft and waxy, as thin as a feather, Huo Xingzhou made people itch, and deliberately teased him to say a few more words: "Then I can bully you if I give you an apology?"