Yuanchuan High School

Yuanchuan High School

Author: Hua Gongcuo

Yuanchuan, June, the third day after the college entrance examination.

Li Min dragged a huge suitcase and stood by the station, sweat dripping from his head, he decided to wait for the last trip.

Ten minutes later, Li Cou squeezed forward among the crowd of people with his suitcase in hand.

The bus engine rumbled, and the driver impatiently told them to hurry up.

He is a slope and cannot walk fast.

"Need help?" A hand was stretched out in front of him.

Li Min looked up and saw a familiar face.

Both of them were taken aback.

Li Cou opened his hand and said coldly: "Get lost!"

Yan Wenyi's expression suddenly became distorted.

Li Min bypassed him and was about to get on the bus, but Yan Wenyi stood on the steps of the bus and pushed him down hard.

Exhaust fumes sprayed his face, Li Min saw Yan Wenyi's mocking mouth in the passing car window.

——Silly x.

This mad dog.

It is impossible for Li Min to think that he and Yan Wenyi will meet again a few days later.

Yan Wenyi rescued him.

Half a month later——

"Do you want to leave? If you want to leave, you can leave now. I can't stop you," Yan Wenyi said, "If you don't leave, you can only stay with me."

"I didn't force you."

"There's nothing you can't keep," Li Min sneered. "As long as you are willing to!"

"I can't wish for it." Yan Wenyi slammed into his shoulder hard.

They should never communicate with each other.

The asshole young master Gong X slope feet withdrawn and suffer

Demining:

1. Dual perspectives, both attacking and receiving perspectives are described, Yan Wenyi (attacking) is tempted first

2. Atypical campus essays, all grown-up, very annoying in the early stage of attacking, and growing in the later stage

3. The set time is around 2016

Content tags: flower season, rainy season, erroneous circumstances, growing campus

Search keywords: Protagonist: Yan Wenyi (attack), Li Cou (shou)┃Supporting role: Others┃Others: Others

One-sentence introduction: The days when I was forced to be with my deadly enemy

Conception: to grow in the years

——dream body——

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1. Bus

It's not yet midsummer, and the insects and cicadas are already making noise, like a dilapidated fan, creaking and annoying.

Sunlight poured down through the gaps in the forest tops, and the air seemed to be soaked in this golden liquid full of the strong smell of pitch burnt, exuding the sweet fragrance of rot and emerald green.

Sweat condensed into drops and slid down his forehead, drooping on his eyelashes and it hurt slightly, Yan Wenyi didn't care to wipe it off, stepped forward in two steps, and squeezed onto the bus.

"Hey, don't squeeze... What are you squeezing! Hurry up and reincarnate!" There was a soft voice from the crowd.

Before the holidays, the station in front of the school is crowded with people year after year. Students after school, young people returning home from work after a busy day, old people holding their children and refusing to give in, and passengers rushing through the narrow gate Yan Wenyi squeezed into the car with great difficulty, and ran backwards without being pushed by the crowd in the car. He spotted an empty seat in front of him with sharp eyes, straddled his long legs, turned around and sat down.

"Go back! Everyone who got on the bus, go back! Don't get stuck in the middle! There are still people getting on the bus ahead!" The driver's voice was drowned in the crowd.

There were still people getting into the car, and there was an indescribable smell in the cramped space.

Yan Wenyi shrank to the side, put on the earphones, and turned a deaf ear, it was really unnecessary, he didn't want to wait in the back seat, and he really didn't have that patience.

The boy's brows were slightly frowned, and his eyebrows were lowered, as if this could completely isolate him from the outside world. He bowed his body slightly forward, which was an obvious gesture of resistance——

So hot……

The doors and windows were wide open, and the hot air was rushing in like invisible magma. The man standing beside him was holding the ring and talking loudly to the mobile phone. A disgusting stench of sweat.

All kinds of voices were noisy and intertwined, and the sound from the earphones was like a firewood added to a boiling oil pan.

He should have stayed at home for a few more days.

At the very least, I have to wait until my father's attitude softens. By then, I can get into the driver's car and go anywhere.There is no need to scurry around the city like a headless chicken in this weather.

Although the old man has not allowed the driver to pick him up alone.

Yan Wenyi closed his eyes, he regretted running out alone.

June……

The college entrance examination had just ended, and Yan Wenyi felt relieved. He stepped into the door, and the folder he had just come out of the examination room was thrown away at will, with a miserable posture, like the pile of books in the corner of his room that were destined not to be flipped a second time.

it is finally over.

He was lying on the sofa, his fingers curled up slightly, his palms were sticky with sweat, Yan Wenyi raised his head, and the chandelier in the living room was brilliant and shining, he tilted his head and covered it uncomfortably.

Is it really over?he does not know.

Students who have finished their exams should be like birds released from a cage, flying how they want. Although it is different from the original idea, Yan Wenyi still tries to relax himself, but unexpectedly he has not spent the whole day idle at home. He walked in beamingly, the corners of his brows and eyes couldn't hold back his joy, as if his son had already received the admission notice.

Yan Wenyi's eyelids twitched, his father didn't come home very often, let alone with such an expression on his face.

A middle-aged man who was slightly bald came in and let out a long hiccup.

The lights were overflowing, the sound of the TV in the room was loud, and no human voice could be heard. Father Yan frowned, squinted his eyes and looked around, his eyes suddenly stagnated.

Yan Wenyi carried his back on the sofa, showing his head, and the father and son looked at each other.

"Dad." Yan Wenyi coughed and spoke first.

"Hey, son."

"Finished the exam?"

"Yeah." Yan Wenyi hugged a pillow, muffled, the father and son were sitting together, he could smell the alcohol smell in the air, he should have just come back from a party, Yan Wenyi thought.

The relationship between him and his father is not close. Children of this age always keep their words in their hearts, leaving their parents with a young back, thinking that they are already adults.

Yan Wenyi was even worse, because of his father, he didn't stay at home very often.

"How was the test?"

"It's okay." Yan Wenyi said, and at the end, he added: "It should be about the same as usual."

"Almost." Father Yan seemed a little disappointed, his voice was erratic, "Oh...forget it."

"Your words... well, that's enough."

"What am I counting on?"

Yan Wenyi didn't speak, but tightened his grip on the pillow.

After a brief silence, Father Yan scratched his head, as if he had just remembered something, and asked a little dullly: "Son, then... do you have any plans for the future?"

coming!

Yan Wenyi was vigilant, "Dad, what are you doing?"

He knows it!

If it was normal, his father wouldn't care about him at all, and his son should be released when he grows up. Like Yan Wenyi, when he was 12 years old, the driver was not allowed to pick him up, and it was useless for the child to hoarse his voice. Yan Wenyi was still gray the next day. Yoyo rides his bicycle to school huffing and puffing.

Even back then, he didn't ask any more questions about his brother's college entrance examination, so why would he specially push the entertainment to go home and ask him how he is?

Father Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw his son looking like a soldier, he put his arms around the young man, dragged him over, patted him, and said slowly in a drunken voice: "Son, I thought you were nervous about your studies earlier, so I just want to let you go." I didn't let you get involved in those things, now that you've finished the exam and have time, come and meet your elders, uncles and aunts, family...

Your aunt and aunt also keep asking me how you did in the exam, so go and tell them yourself!

They've been nagging me about you for a long time... Hiccup... You haven't seen them much since you went to school, and now you have to find a time to make amends after the exam... Let's have a good chat..."

"There are also those from the company, you have to learn something..."

"what!"

The young man couldn't hold his breath after all, Yan Wenyi rolled up from the sofa, he had always disliked such occasions, and felt dizzy when he smelled the strong smell of tobacco and alcohol on his father's body, and felt unbearable when he thought of that scene.

Yan Wenyi was upset, his face flushed slightly, and he said in disbelief: "What! Dad, what a meeting! What kind of relatives and friends of yours have anything to do with me!"

"You didn't finish socializing at the wine table, and you still dragged me to socialize?! I won't go!"

"no!"

Father Yan's face darkened, and he slammed his palm on the table, like a thunderclap, "You must go! I've already told your aunt and aunt! If you don't go, how can I tell others to go!"

"Say it yourself! You say you have already talked to the person, and you can tell him again!"

The more Yan Wenyi thought about it, the more angry he became, "I just finished the exam yesterday, and you are going to pull me out, can you let me have a good rest? What do you think of me!

The results haven't come out yet, even if you want to show off, you have to wait for the results to come out before showing off!Even if a dog is taken out, it has to be fed before walking! "

Snapped--

There was a crisp sound of surprise.

Yan Wenyi tilted his head slightly, and there was a distinct palm print on the young man's smooth face.

There was silence for a moment, and he couldn't continue. Yan Wenyi moved the corner of his mouth, which caused a tingling pain on his cheek. He maintained the posture of being slapped aside, and froze.

Yan's father rubbed his palms, a flash of clarity flashed in his drunken eyes, the man pursed his lips, and there was a slight trace of regret on his face, even if he was beaten, what else could he do?Could it be that he bowed his head and apologized to his son first?He can't do it yet.

"Others didn't take the exam? Your brother didn't see you being so pretentious after the exam. He raised you so old and let you do something. Didn't the family give you food or let you sleep?" Father Yan made up his mind. After adjusting his clothes, he got up and said coldly, "Go back to my hometown tomorrow afternoon, tidy up yourself, and dress up."

The door slammed shut with a loud bang, and the doors and windows rustled