What kind of evil can a puppy have?

Song Jingzhou developed quite late, and he was only 1.7 meters tall by the end of his first year of high school. He had a bottle of milk every day during the summer vacation during his first year of high school and his second year of high school. He didn't know whether it was because of the milk or when it was time for growth. He began to grow wildly. By the end of July, he had grown to 1.7 meters .

Song Zhoulin went out of the province for a meeting this week and was not at home, so the window in Song Jingzhou's bedroom was open, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the sunlight was shining directly down, interspersed with many colored halos.

Outside his bedroom is the backyard. The gardener at home was fired last month because he accidentally bumped into Song Zhoulin and beat Song Jingzhou.

The sun was reflected on the railing, and it shot straight into the eyes of Song Jingzhou who was sitting at the table, and he lost his eyes uncomfortably.

The homework on the table was blown up by the wind, but he didn't notice——

It seemed that the sun was so vicious that day, the young man was so bright that he could hardly open his eyes, but his face was stern and disgusted, but he smiled at him at the end, and there was a faint dimple on the right.

so cute.

"Yuan Ye, a graduate of Grade 16 ([-])" Song Jingzhou opened a note in the book, which read this line of words, and at the end there was a string of nine-digit numbers, which was Yuan Ye's QQ number.

This was learned from Song Jingzhou's nursery school, and it cost two hundred.

This string of numbers appeared several times in his qq search box. After the search, there was a concise information page, and the avatar was a meaningless line.

Song Jingzhou's finger hovered over the "add friend" option again, and he still couldn't press it for three seconds.

He clicked on Yuan Ye's profile picture again, and zoomed in bit by bit to observe carefully. He had looked at this picture countless times, but he still couldn't see why.

Yuan Ye's information only filled in gender and age, and his signature was a string of gibberish English characters, which seemed to be typed randomly.

Everything is the same as others, flamboyant and casual.

A cicada chirping sounded suddenly, pulling Song Jingzhou's thoughts back.He looked at the phone screen for another two seconds, cleaned up the QQ background, and turned off the screen.

The paper strips were neatly folded again along the traces, carefully sandwiched in the physics book, and the questions were started again after everything was done.

Song Zhoulin was delayed in other provinces and didn't come back until mid-August. Song Jingzhou had already jumped 1.8 meters.

Song Zhoulin's company was not going well, so he wanted to vent his anger on Song Jingzhou, and made up an excuse of "I can't even finish one exercise in a month and a half" to give Song Jingzhou a good beating.

Song Jingzhou didn't explain. It was the third book. After all, Song Zhoulin could always find a reason to beat him up.

The warehouse is only three square meters, not ventilated, with a lot of things piled up, and it is stuffy and smelly in summer.

Song Jingzhou didn't eat in the morning, and it was two o'clock in the afternoon when he was locked in the warehouse. It was the time when the temperature was the highest in the day. He had some heatstroke, and he also had hypoglycemia, and his head was very dizzy.

In the end, he still lost consciousness. He remembered that he had a dream. In the dream, Yuanye waved to him wearing a football uniform, and said with a smile, "Song Jingzhou, go play football!"

In the dream, he was hit by a ball on his leg, and the pain was very real. When he woke up in a daze, he found that the box on the side had collapsed, and a hammer had hit his leg.

Song Jingzhou froze for a long time, then suddenly laughed, feeling ridiculous and ridiculous.

The bruises on his legs disappeared after a week. On the day when the bruises completely disappeared, he added Yuanye's QQ.

...But he didn't receive any news of his application being approved until he graduated from high school.

***

"I haven't added your friend yet." Song Jingzhou said to Yuan Ye with a chopstick of beef.

Yuanye didn't even have the heart to eat, and while explaining, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone and downloaded it to QQ.

"Isn't WeChat popular after I graduated from high school? I just switched to WeChat, and I haven't logged in to QQ!"

He opened the account, thought for a while before remembering the number, chose to forget the password without even thinking about it, and finally logged in after a lot of trouble.

Before receiving Yan Runbai's email, I cleaned up the unread messages once, and now there are some advertisements.He clicked on the friend application interface, and there were more than ten entries, one of which had the same avatar as Song Jingzhou's wechat avatar.

"Is it this?" Yuan Ye asked for fear of making a mistake.

Song Jingzhou took a look, "Yes."

Yuan Ye passed the application, entered the space curiously, and found that the only one to talk about was his updated personality signature nearly three years ago.

"The grass on the Lili Plain is withered every year."

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that these words were alluding to him, just like Song Jingzhou's WeChat name, "Kurong".

He asked Song Jingzhou before if he changed his WeChat name after seeing "Li Li Yuan Shang Cao". Song Jing Zhou said no, this name has been used for a long time.

He was dubious, this would be completely believed.

Yuan Ye raised his eyelids and smiled mischievously, "The only thing to say is that it has to do with me, do you like me so much?"

"Well, that's how I like it."

He was wrong, how dare he tease Song Jingzhou, every time he was teased instead of being teased!

"I'm glad you can appear in my world, Wilderness."

The juvenile's joy is the wind blowing the forest tops, rolling up and down, occasionally falling a gap of light, the shadows of the trees are mottled, vigorous and unrestrained but depressing.