After wrongly binding the rival's system

Qin Lin did not find the exercise book.

He searched all night, and there was a faint black under his eyes, but he still found nothing.

When he appeared in the classroom the next day, Chu Lingfeng had already arrived.

Chu Lingfeng sat upright by the wall, staring at the political textbook without squinting.

He didn't look at Qin Lin from the corner of his eye.

Qin Lin saw the ok stretch on Chu Lingfeng's finger and asked him, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Chu Lingfeng ignored Qin Lin.

Qin Lin was boring himself, and was sleepy to death. Seeing that Chu Lingfeng ignored him, that nameless irritability spread in his heart again.

He lay down on the table, facing the corridor, leaving Chu Lingfeng with the back of his head, and fell asleep.

Chu Lingfeng glanced at him, then quickly looked away.

After the last class in the morning, Qin Lin was about to chat with Chu Lingfeng casually, when he saw Liu Feiyang coming from the front of the classroom, standing by their desk, helping Chu Lingfeng carry things.

"What are you doing?" Qin Lin asked.

Liu Feiyang laughed, but there was not much warmth in the laughter: "Help Brother Chu move the books, he won't sit with you anymore."

Qin Lin looked at Chu Lingfeng in surprise, wanting him to explain.

Chu Lingfeng didn't avoid Qin Lin's gaze, he looked at Qin Lin calmly, and then at an ordinary classmate: "I'm sitting with Liu Feiyang."

He even thought, maybe from the very beginning, when Qin Lin invited him to be his tablemate, he shouldn't have agreed to him.

Liu Feiyang helped Chu Lingfeng carry a thick stack of teaching materials, and moved Chu Lingfeng's various bits and pieces.

Water glasses, pencil cases, tissues, love letters and gifts in the drawer...

Chu Lingfeng returned Qin Lin's little things to Qin Lin.Qin Lin's school uniform in his drawer, a pen borrowed from Qin Lin the day before yesterday, a half-written Qin Lin's notebook mixed in his homework, a ruler shared by the two of them, a small jar of mints, and half a black eraser.

Qin Lin's hand pinched the half of the rubber unconsciously.

He had never faced the tragic accident of the friendship boat being overturned, and he didn't know how to react at this time.

So he said, "Yeah."

The table was half empty in an instant.

With a gloomy face, Qin Lin stared at the quiet corner of the campus outside the window, and the cypress leaves fluttering gently with the breeze.

"Qin Lin..." B612 whispered.

Qin Lin: "What's wrong?"

B612: "Child of Destiny won't be at the same table with you anymore..."

Qin Lin smiled and said, "I know."

B612: "Don't you say something to him?"

Qin Lin: "Look at him, does he look like he wants to talk to me?"

B612: "But..."

Qin Lin: "Don't be so."

Qin Lin has so many friends, and there is no shortage of him, Chu Lingfeng.

Qin Lin was expressionless, writing homework that he didn't have time to write last night.

There are a lot of homework, and the more Qin Lin writes, the more annoying it gets.

Then he threw the pen.

He felt that the reason for his impatience must be because he was hungry.He stuffed the school uniform jacket into the drawer and decided to go to lunch.

Chu Lingfeng and Liu Feiyang were side by side, and they also went downstairs to eat at this time.Qin Lin walked on the same stairs with them, as if they had never known each other before, the difference was clear.

Seeing Chu Lingfeng and Liu Feiyang walking towards the restaurant, Qin Lin originally planned to stop at the restaurant.He changed direction and walked out of the school gate.

He wandered endlessly on West Street.

West Street has been demolished in half, and the red-haired, pink-haired and green-haired punks are still roaming the streets.A few of them are not what they used to be, and they have become the second generation of dismantling, so they wore strings of gold chains around their necks, and they felt that they were prosperous, and greeted Qin Lin with a little pride.

Qin Lin ignored them.

Cars are like running water, people are like wandering spirits.Even Qin Lin himself didn't know where he wanted to go.

There seems to be a wind blowing in the air, and the wind chimes are tinkling.Qin Lin followed the prestige and saw a restaurant that seemed a little familiar.

The boss is still the middle-aged uncle who talks a lot and is enthusiastic. When he saw Qin Lin coming in, he suddenly smiled: "It's you, where's your little boyfriend?"

Qin Lin and Chu Lingfeng are so eye-catching, he still remembers them.

Qin Lin didn't speak, but smiled at the boss.

The boss looked at his face, "tsk", and asked, "Did you just break up?"

Qin Lin twitched the corner of his mouth again, and said, "Does it look similar?"

The boss sighed: "It can be seen at a glance."

Qin Lin stopped smiling.

Boss: "Have you eaten yet? You have to eat even after breaking up. I'll ask the kitchen to make it for you."

Qin Lin reluctantly nodded.

Instead of taking a seat, he stared at the photo wall in the restaurant.

In the center of the photo wall is a photo of him and Chu Lingfeng.

Youthful, fresh, happy, and heartless in a group photo.

Seeing that he cast his eyes there, the boss patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Where is there no grass in the world."

Qin Lin took two steps forward, reached out and took down the photo.

"Can you give it to me?" Qin Lin asked.

"Okay," the boss spoke very well, and he patted Qin Lin's shoulder again, and said, "Little classmate, please be careful, it's not a big deal to lose love."

Then he walked into the back kitchen, and there was no one in sight.

Qin Lin sat at the dining table, staring at the photo in a daze.

He felt a little wronged.

B612: "Qin Lin, I'm a little worried about you."

Qin Lin: "I'm fine."

He was just confused by the recent series of events.

Chu Lingfeng ignored him, just ignore him.

When eating, when Qin Lin was holding the chopsticks, he realized that he was still holding the half of the eraser tightly in his hand.

It has been a whole week since she broke up with Chu Lingfeng.

Everything is the same as usual.

Qin Lin should study, skip classes, laugh and laugh all day long, and have a colorful life after class.

His life is back on track. He rides to school in the morning, eats at noon, plays ball with his friends in the afternoon, skips one or two evening study sessions in the evening, and plays games with his beautiful sisters.

Occasionally, I could see Chu Lingfeng and Liu Feiyang sitting together, talking and laughing every day, with their shoulders crossed.

He and Chu Lingfeng sat on a diagonal line in the classroom. As long as he didn't deliberately look at Chu Lingfeng, sometimes he even forgot that there was such a person in the class.

Everyone seems to be having a good time.Perhaps staying away from each other is a good choice.

Qin Lin thought naturally after reading and memorizing English words in the morning.

After class in the morning, he wore headphones as usual, took a portable vocabulary book, and went to the restaurant to buy breakfast.

The newly opened Coconut Buns in the fourth restaurant are delicious, and there are long, long queues every day.

When Qin Lin was about to be in the queue, he took off his earphones, put away his vocabulary book, and said to his aunt with a smile, "Auntie, I want two coconut bags!"

He was flamboyant and youthful when he smiled, and he was an unrivaled beauty killer. The aunt in the cafeteria was delighted by his smile and handed him the coconut bag.

Qin Lin turned around and wanted to leave.

B612: "Did you eat two today?"

Qin Lin subconsciously said: "I'll bring Chu Piaopiao..."

Before finishing a sentence, both Qin Lin and B612 were stunned.

Qin Lin looked at the two coconut bags in his hand.

He handed one of them to the female classmate who lined up behind him, and said, "Here I am for you."

The female classmate was surprised and thanked happily.

"No thanks." Qin Lin waved his hand.

Qin Lin took a bite of the coconut bun, it was so sweet. —he remembered that he didn't like sweets at all.

He seemed a little sad.

He changed his plan to go back to the classroom, ate it seriously one bite at a time, and went for a run on the playground.

Chu Lingfeng returned to the empty home again.

While washing, it was inevitable to see the thin, narrow red scar on her finger.

It was almost healed, but every time this happened, Chu Lingfeng would find it very glaring.

Because seeing this shallow scar, he would think of Qin Lin inappropriately.

——Or he kept thinking of Qin Lin.

Even if you don't sit at the same table with Qin Lin, and don't have any contact with Qin Lin, you will always meet Qin Lin in the same class.

When doing morning exercises, when helping the teacher distribute homework, when the physical education class is assigned to a partner, or even when seeing the stairs on the second floor of the teaching building.

Every time he walked to the side of the stairs, he thought of Qin Lin sitting on the handrail of the stairs and sliding down, with his arms open desperately, smiling and saying to him at the bottom of the stairs, "Catch me".

Then he slid down the stairs and into his arms.

I will think of Qin Lin in class.There are notes and key points of the drawings that Qin Lin helped him write on several books, which are neat, clear and beautiful.

Qin Lin would lazily flip through the book while turning his pen, help him sort out all kinds of difficult points, and then laugh at him for not being able to do anything.

When I am on duty, I will also think of Qin Lin.They piled the chairs on the table, and he pressed the chairs underneath, Qin Lin stood up, and took the broom to blow the dust on the ceiling fan.

Hui will push him all over, and Qin Lin will pounce harder and harder.

...Chu Lingfeng didn't want to think of Qin Lin anymore.But he found that sitting in the same classroom as Qin Lin still didn't work.

The final exam is coming soon, and next year will be divided into classes. When the time comes, the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return. I will definitely miss it completely.

The phone screen lit up, and Liu Feiyang sent a message: "Do you still like him?"

Chu Lingfeng typed: "I don't like it anymore."

Liu Feiyang: "That's good, I heard that he is still buying breakfast for his female classmates in the cafeteria today."

Chu Lingfeng: ...

Liu Feiyang: "Fortunately, you don't like him anymore."

Chu Lingfeng sat back on the bed.

He still likes Qin Lin very much.

He let out a breath and dialed his father's number.The first call didn't connect, the other party was most likely in a meeting, and the second call, the man on the other side got through the phone.

A familiar voice came from the receiver, with a little tiredness: "What's wrong?"

He has not been home for two months, and he still appears taciturn in front of his only son.

"Dad, I want to transfer schools." Chu Lingfeng said.

The other side was silent for a moment, and then asked him: "Are you unhappy in City No. [-] Middle School?"

The mood was fairly stable, because such a simple sentence completely collapsed, and Chu Lingfeng's breathing became disordered.He stopped talking, because he probably knew that if he spoke now, the tone might startle his father.

He put the phone aside, and after a while, he picked it up again and said, "Well, not very happy."

"Let's go, where do you want to go? Your Uncle Zheng's daughter is studying at an international high school in city c. Do you want to go there?"

"It's all right." Chu Lingfeng said.

It doesn’t matter if you change cities, go abroad, or go anywhere, these are all good.

As long as it is not in city B.

He likes Qin Lin very much - but he never wants to see him again.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-06-0923:09:52~2021-06-1023:03:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Schrödinger's cat, 1 Xianyu;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I can pick the stars, I come to find my wine and sword, Yuxuan, elm fire, and one farewell;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：Pilgrim30瓶；伽歌20瓶；野白10瓶；扶乩3瓶；溱湖安度、风吹叶落1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!