It's quite tall, and it looks like it must be over 1.8 meters. This is the figure. It's too thin, really too thin.

A big man is so thin, like sister Daiyu, Wan Xin can't help but doubt the authenticity of Ke Ming's words.

fight?

Head full of blood?

Others beat him bloody, but he believed it.

Miao Zaiqing quickly disappeared from sight, Wan Xin withdrew his thoughts, turned his head, and looked at Ke Ming, "Don't mention this in the future."

Ke Ming retorted in a low voice, "That's not what you said first."

Wan Xin was confident, "If you hadn't told me, would I have brought this up?"

"Damn." Ke Ming cursed in a low voice, "Then, do you want me to move over there to accompany you?"

Wan Xin was impatient, "Let's talk, I'll go up first."

"Together, you are not bored by yourself."

"Not boring, I want to sleep."

Ke Ming is speechless, why don't you sleep to death.

......

When Miao Zaiqing came to the cafeteria, it was already meal time, and the cafeteria was filled with the smell of all kinds of freshly cooked food.

However, without even looking at the food, he went straight to the window on the far side and ordered a bowl of the cheapest green vegetable noodles.

Soon, the green vegetable noodles were ready, and Miao Zaiqing sat down in a corner while holding it.

There were more and more people eating in the cafeteria, Miao Zaiqing could even see one or two people with chopsticks in their hands, pointing at him blatantly.

The chopsticks in Miao Zaiqing's hands were tight and tight, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible, but now because of his movements, they emerged one by one with hideous outlines.

Zai Qing couldn't eat half of that bowl of noodles, it was really unappetizing.

He shouldn't have come at this hour.

In fact, such messy rumors have been following him since he was in elementary school.

He was so young and full of energy at that time, how could he hear people say such slanderous words to him, so fighting was commonplace for him, and his father was so angry that he often sighed.

But at that time, he couldn't listen to what adults preached.

Later, when he entered junior high school, he gradually became more sensible. As long as he didn't pick faults in person, he didn't want to pay attention to those people. After all, there were too many people, and he couldn't fight them.

Later, he was admitted to a key high school in the city, and his father took the trouble to talk over and over again every day.

Miao Zaiqing looked at his father taking handfuls of medicine, and then looked at his old face and his stooped and thin body.

His father was very old, and he couldn't bear to let him worry about his problems anymore.

The teenager is sensible, in that dilapidated home, under the dim light, in front of the old wooden table.

Everything he had was given by his father. Without his father, perhaps, he would not be in this world long ago, and he could not let his father down.

Now, Dad is gone, no one disciplines him, he can only discipline himself.

When Miao Zaiqing left the cafeteria, she strode forward with her head held high and her back straight.

Back in the dormitory, Wan Xin was already lying on the bed, probably asleep.

Miao Zaiqing gently closed the door and locked it.

He knew that Wan Xin shouldn't be blamed. He just transferred from another school, so it was just hearsay.

In hot weather, people are always prone to sleepiness. Miao Zaiqing sat on a chair and read a book for a while, and felt a little drowsy.

Because he wanted to cool off, he got up early in the morning to catch the bus. His family lived in the old district of the county, and it took more than three hours to get here by bus.

Back then he insisted on staying in the county town and going to a high school closer to home, but his father, who always followed him in everything, was extremely stubborn that time, helpless, Miao Zaiqing couldn't resist.

Dad wants to be close to him first, he naturally understands this intention, so he can only obediently pack his bags, leave home, and go to such a far place to study, and sternly rejects his father's plan to study in the city. The idea of ​​renting a house.

It's not easy for Dad to make money, he sees it all.

Miao Zaiqing covered the quilt, closed her eyes, all kinds of thoughts were mixed, for a long time, her head became dizzy, the sound outside the door was gradually cut off, Miao Zaiqing fell into a dreamland.

The two people in the dormitory were both sleeping deeply, there was no messy snoring or sleep talking, only light, even breathing.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Wan Xin woke up first. He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the white ceiling above. After a long while, he turned over and took the watch by the pillow. It was already past four o'clock.

Wan Xin sat up from the bed, and immediately saw the bed next to him. His roommate wrapped himself in a quilt, huddled up, and buried most of his face in the quilt.

Wan Xin rubbed his arms, it didn't seem so cold!

Looking at the large lump bulging from the bed, Wan Xin smiled and stared at it with interest for several minutes.

His roommate, at first glance, looks average, that is, he has good skin, is thin and handsome, but in the crowd, he is definitely not the one who stands out.

But at this time, half of his face was covered, only his eyebrows and eyes were exposed. Looking closely, he felt that he was quite delicate. It turned out that he was a good-looking guy.

Could such a person be a thief?

Wan Xin watched Miao Zaiqing for several minutes, until the feeling of urination became more and more obvious, then he got out of bed lightly and walked to the toilet.

Coming out of the toilet, Wan Xin sat down at his desk and picked up a book. Seeing the remote control of the air conditioner next to him, he picked it up and pressed it a few times, then opened the book.

There is no way, the school does not allow mobile phones, reading books is the only way to relieve boredom.

When Wan Xin was wandering in the world in the book, suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Wan Xin went to open the door, and it was Ke Ming. He made a shh gesture and glanced at the mess on the bed. He walked back, picked up the remote control of the air conditioner on the table, pressed the red button, and put it back.

2, 2

Wan Xin followed Ke Ming to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory, stopped under the shade of a tree, and received the amazed eyes of the girls passing by.

Ke Ming skillfully waved at a strange girl, who approached shyly and suspiciously.

"Student, can you call Qi Ya from 401?"

There was a trace of disappointment in the girl's eyes, and she nodded immediately.

"thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Not long after the girl went upstairs, the Qi Ya that Ke Ming was talking about came down.

Qi Ya is petite, with shoulder-length short hair, an oval face, and a blue and white school uniform.

"Ke Ming, Wan Xin."

The two people who were talking turned their heads together, and Wan Xin smiled slightly, "Qi Ya."

The three met successfully and walked towards the school cafeteria.

It may be because the three of them met for the first time on the high school campus, so Ke Ming was a little excited. He danced and talked non-stop along the way, so forgetful that he didn't have the burden of idols at all.

Qi Ya was originally on Ke Ming's side, but she really couldn't bear Ke Ming's stupid look, so she changed formation as she walked next to Wan Xin together.

And Wan Xin probably felt that Ke Ming was a little exaggerated. At some point, he slowed down a step, and when he walked to the cafeteria, it was Ke Ming walking ahead alone.

Ke Ming walked to a window and looked back at the two friends who were several steps behind.

"Hurry up."

The three of them each ordered what they liked, and Wan Xin swiped the card.

"Wan Xin, I told you to pay attention to Miao Zaiqing."

"What?" Qi Ya next to her let out a sound of surprise.

She swallowed the braised pork in her mouth, "You and Miao Zaiqing live in the same room?"

Wan Xin raised his eyebrows and nodded.

It seems that his roommate is quite famous.

"Move as soon as possible. One of our boys was arranged to live with this person in the second semester of high school. Before half semester, he clamored to change the dormitory."

"and then?"

"Of course I won't change it, so you have to hurry up."

Wan Xin bent the corners of his lips, noncommittal.

The three friends over here were talking and laughing while having dinner, while Miao Zaiqing, who was in the dormitory over there, was not feeling so well.

I saw that he was wrapped in the quilt, tossing and turning, trying to tear the quilt off his body with his hands and feet, but he was wrapped too tightly before, not only the quilt was not torn off, but also made him sweat more.

Miao Zaiqing had no choice but to sit up, move, move, move, the quilt finally fell off his body, and he collapsed on the bed again.

Consciousness gradually came back, Miao Zaiqing seemed to think of something, opened his eyes, sat up again, he looked at Wan Xin's bed, the person on it was gone, and looked at the air conditioner, which was also turned off.

Miao Zaiqing couldn't help cursing: "Grass."

No wonder he was so hot.

Miao Zaiqing glanced at the time, it was almost late for self-study, and he had slept for so long.

Turning over and getting out of bed, Miao Zaiqing spent three seconds thinking about whether he would choose to take a bath or eat in this limited time.

It's better to take a bath, the whole body is sticky and really uncomfortable.

He took a quick shower, and within a few minutes, he was ready. He wiped his head with a towel a few times, put it on the side of the bucket, walked to the table, took a book and a pen, and left the dormitory.

The three friends entered the teaching building and went up to the fourth floor. Ke Ming pointed to one of the classrooms on the right and said to Wan Xin, "That is your classroom."

Wan Xin took a look, "What about you?"

"We're upstairs, go up first."

Wan Xin nodded and walked towards the classroom Ke Ming pointed to.

There were about [-] people sitting in the classroom of Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High School. Wan Xin took a glance and caught a somewhat familiar face.

What a coincidence.

Without even thinking about it, Wan Xin raised his foot and walked over there.

Miao Zaiqing was reading a book with her head slightly lowered, turning a deaf ear to everything around her

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