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Relatively speaking, the curriculum of the first year of senior high school is not so tight. Those who come to this school are rich and idle people, and they don’t really expect to live on their academic qualifications. Compared with parallel classes, it is better, because most of them are An ordinary kid with good grades.

The international classes are almost all rich second generations, waiting to get a diploma and then go overseas for gold plating before returning.

"Both the parallel class and the international class look down on each other. The international class despises the parallel class as old-fashioned. They are all idiots who can only read books. The parallel class despises the international class. The assets are fooling around."

The little fat man was alone abroad, so he didn't know how he could still inquire about so many things about the high school, and he kept chattering endlessly.

Su Zhiyun thought he was too noisy, so he turned his phone to silent, but the other party didn't realize it, and continued to babble on his own: "Oh, by the way, do you remember that Chen Yi who bullied you earlier, he is also an international student in this school. Come on, be careful, maybe he will come to you again at that time."

The little fat man was still talking non-stop, but he didn't make a sound, which seemed a little funny.His dancing movements got stuck halfway, his right hand was frozen in the air, and his mouth was still wide open, like a comedian playing a black and white silent film.

Not too smart looking.

Su Zhiyun glanced at the vibrating phone, swiped it open and picked it up.

"Hey, let me tell you, I ran into him again on the road just now, you said it was a coincidence, it was simply destiny." Cui Ming's voice was a little distorted through the phone, but the excitement in his tone couldn't be hidden : "Would you like to come out, I am very excited now, I must talk to you."

A red cherry was drawn with colored pencils in the diary, the alarm clock on the desk pointed to 09:30, and the homework was not finished yet.

Judging from the scribbled and perfunctory handwriting on it, it is obvious that the owner does not have any tendency to finish it properly.

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Su Zhiyun was changing shoes at the entrance, and when he looked up, he saw Su Tianlin who had just returned.

Su Tianlin glanced at him, but didn't speak, and there was still a pungent perfume smell on his body.

Su Zhiyun frowned slightly, feeling a little choked, but he pretended he hadn't seen him, and pushed the door and went out alone.

He saw Cui Ming within a few steps of walking out of the house. The other party was standing under a street lamp not far away, and he was laughing foolishly by himself, with a cigarette in his hand, sparks flickering.

As soon as Cui Ming saw Su Zhiyun, he straightened up. Seeing him staring at the cigarette in his hand, Cui Ming smiled and subconsciously explained: "The brothers over there all smoke, so I tried it."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, a little guilty, and he felt that the explanation was weak. After rubbing his face, he extinguished the cigarette and threw it into the trash can.

"Hey..." Cui Ming thought for a long time, didn't know where to start, and finally he could only say: "Fuck, he is so fucking good-looking."

It was still quiet at night, and the mosquitoes flew around, staring at Su Zhiyun and biting, and every bite was accurate. Cui Ming didn't know how thick the skin was, but he didn't respond at all.

Su Zhiyun scratched the bag on his arm, listening to Cui Ming's eloquence.

"Su Zhiyun, do you understand that feeling? This is the first time I met a man. His heart was beating like a rabbit. He just nodded at me. I almost knelt down in front of him. It was so fucking amazing. , when my dad chased and beat me before, I didn’t have such a heartbeat.” Cui Ming finished these words in one breath, without taking a breath, and then made a conclusion, a little melancholy and a little proud: “I think I'm really going to fall this time."

The crickets were still chirping in the grass, and Su Zhiyun didn't say anything after hearing what he had said about the boy, and ran to the supermarket to buy two popsicles.

The two of them were sitting outside the supermarket eating ice cream.

Cui Ming glanced at Su Zhiyun quietly, a little uneasy, not knowing what the other party would say next.

Su Zhiyun's eyelashes drooped. When he ate ice cream, he was not used to biting it with his teeth. Instead, he would lick it lightly with his pink tongue like a child.

The tongue nail refracts a little light in the dark environment.

Cui Ming looked at it, feeling a little embarrassed for no reason, turned his face away and coughed.

"But I don't know his name yet, and I don't know how old he is or what school he's in."

Su Zhiyun ate the ice cream and asked casually: "Then do you have to be with him?"

Cui Ming was taken aback.

What's the problem.

"It's not that we have to be together...it's just...how should I put it?" Cui Ming stammered, and he couldn't explain what he was thinking: "I just hope to see him more, but I don't like him enough That kind of death or life, and I don't even know if he likes boys..."

The stars in the sky are sparse, but the moon is very round, and there is the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the wind.

The ice cream in his hand was about to turn into sugar water, and the slightly melted ice cream was melting between his teeth.

Su Zhiyun took another sip of the ice cream: "If it's not because of him, does that count as liking?"

Cui Ming was immediately overwhelmed by Su Zhiyun's question.

Su Zhiyun turned his head to look at Cui Ming, his eyes reflected a little light behind Cui Ming.

"Do you still like girls? Will you also be attracted to girls, or other boys?"

"No... not at all."

Cui Ming became more confused the more he listened.

"How do you plan to approach him and how to be friends with him?"

"Ask for your contact information when we meet next time?"

Cui Ming was dizzy.

Su Zhiyun stopped talking, he finished eating the ice cream, and then threw the stick and the packaging bag into the trash can.

"It's not like you to be so careful."

Cui Ming scratched his face, a little embarrassed: "Haven't you heard a saying? Like is presumptuous, love is restrained."

"Then you love him?"

"It's not that..."

Cui Ming began to regret why he asked Su Zhiyun to talk about this kind of problem.

Su Zhiyun raised his head and looked at the moon, revealing a clean and neat jawline, and the silver rings on the earbones were shining.

"What presumptuousness, what restraint."

"Like is like, how can there be so much reason."

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Unfortunately, when going back, Su Zhiyun happened to meet Su Tianhe who came home early, the other party was drunk, stood at the door of Lingju's house and took out the key to try to open the door, but he couldn't open it.

He gradually lost his patience and became a little irritable. He kicked the door of the neighbor who was not home, his face turned pale, and he vomited while holding the threshold.

He didn't even wipe his mouth after vomiting, and slipped down, lying on the ground panting, half dead, eyes closed.

Nothing ordinary.

Su Tianhe is very tall, at least 1.8 meters above, and the appearance of curling up in a suit looks a bit pitiful.He was holding a briefcase, and there was a small pendant hanging on the bag. It was a pink piggy with a naive look.

Su Zhiyun's eyes fell on the pink piggy and stopped.

"Why is the boss so drunk?"

Aunt Wang let out an exclamation.

Su Tianlin responded casually, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Aunt Wang, go and make a bowl of hangover soup for Dad."

Su Zhiyun followed behind and put the briefcase in his hand on the sofa.

The pink pig on the black briefcase is very eye-catching. The pig doll has obviously been carefully cared for and is very clean. Maybe because it has been too long, it inevitably looks a little dilapidated.

Over the years, Su Tianhe's briefcase has been changed several times, but the little pig doll has never been changed.

Su Tianlin also saw the doll, he was silent for a long time, and stretched out his hand to touch the little pig's ear carefully.

The weather was very hot, and Su Tianlin and Su Tianlin helped Su Tianhe in, making Su Zhiyun sweat. He took out a cup of Coke from the refrigerator and unscrewed the lid.

In carbonated drinks, countless bubbles burst on the tip of the tongue, making a sizzling sound, giving Su Zhiyun the illusion of melting in the cold.

He heard Su Tianlin's voice, as if extremely angry and disappointed.

"Su Zhiyun, don't you really feel guilty for hurting everyone like this? It's been so long, why haven't you shed a single tear?"

Su Zhiyun saw something burning in Su Tianhe's eyes, which was astonishingly bright.

He touched his dry eye sockets.

The goldfish spit out a bubble.

Needle drop could be heard in the living room.

"Sorry, I can't cry."

Su Zhiyun said.

Su Tianlin, who was extremely angry, tightened Su Zhiyun's neckline.

Su Tianlin's eyes seemed to have been scorched by a raging fire, covered with bright red blood, and every bit of pain was clearly visible.

Su Zhiyun with a calm expression was reflected in his eyes.

Su Tianlin was suddenly discouraged, as if he had lost all strength, he let go and pushed Su Zhiyun away.

"I overestimated you. You don't deserve to be forgiven. You don't deserve it at all."

"Su Zhiyun, you can't change it in your life. You are a monster, a lunatic, and a psychopath."

Su Zhiyun picked up the fallen Coke bottle.

The water stains flowed all over the floor, soaking the toes, and the sugar made the gap between the skin and the slippers sticky.

It's like trampling a slug to death inadvertently.

Su Zhiyun stared at his messy slippers.

"Can I see her this year?"

"Of course not." Su Tianlin could not hide the disgust and contempt in his tone: "You are not qualified."

Su Zhiyun didn't refute either, he threw the Coke bottle into the trash can and went upstairs alone.

The cold water washed the toes and washed away the sticky Coke stains. Su Zhiyun walked to the desk with his wet slippers, and took out a few grains of feed from the bag.

The dark brown feed floated on the water, and was quickly eaten up by two lively little goldfish.

When the little fat man learned that Su Zhiyun's goldfish would not survive a week, his first reaction was the lack of oxygen in the fish tank. He suggested that Su Zhiyun could plant some aquatic plants or put an oxygen pump in the fish tank.

The fish tank Su Zhiyun bought was too small, and the oxygen pump was too big, so he chose to plant a few aquatic plants. After planting aquatic plants, the survival rate of goldfish was greatly improved.

The little red goldfish shook its tail and hid behind the water plants. Su Zhiyun reached in and touched it. It was slippery and so soft that he couldn't pinch it.

Su Zhiyun leaned against the fish tank and made eye contact with the fish.

Two bulging black eyes, big and round.

There is a thick stack of colored graffiti paintings spread out on the table. There are many books, and each page has been carefully colored.

The goldfish was dumbfounded, and it took a long while to spit out a bubble.

"Boom."

The author says:

In the next chapter, the person Cui Ming likes is about to show up hahahahahahahahahahaha, the Shura field is scheduled.