you have the ability to wear a skirt

Although she didn't want to admit it, Jian Liang wanted to laugh the moment she saw Fang Zilu.

He knew it wasn't funny, and he wasn't really laughing.

This kind of funny has nothing to do with emotions, it just sees something, and then wants to twitch the corners of his lips for no reason.

……

Well, it's seeing someone you like.

But the person he likes has a bad face, as if he can throw the paper in his face in the next second, and then punch him violently.

Jian Liangyi has never seen Fang Zilu with a cold face to her, and the grievances accumulated in her heart these days have added weight because of this expression.

He was panicked and didn't intend to make the other party feel better.

Just ignore it.

Jian Liangyi walked straight past Fang Zilu, and put her schoolbag on the desk in the first row of the classroom.

"Tsk." Fang Zilu frowned, followed him, and turned half of his face.

Jane coolly sat down, opened her schoolbag, and took out the books.

Fang Zilu ground his back molars, got up and shook the application form by his side, making a low muffled sound.

"Jian Liangyi," he pressed his palms down, and his five fingers directly pressed Jian Liangyi's textbook, "I'm talking to you."

Jian Liang raised her eyes lightly, and pinched the corner of the page tightly with her fingers: "I didn't let you say it."

"I said?" Fang Zilu bowed slightly, staring at him, "What about you?"

Jian Liang moved her lips and lowered her eyes again.

I don't know why, but when the two get together, there is always a strong smell of gunpowder.

He obviously had a lot to say, but he didn't want to talk to Fang Zilu in front of him.

This kind of emotion and environment cannot be expressed.

"Didn't the surname Feng send you here?" Fang Zilu asked again.

Jian Liang was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly frowned: "He has classes in the morning."

"It's empty."

"Do you think everyone is like you?"

"So I'm better than him."

Jian Liang was taken aback and didn't answer the words.

His train of thought was successfully led astray by Fang Zilu, and he never thought about why he still needed someone to send him off.

The door of the classroom made a soft "squeak", and Jiang Sheng saw this tense scene when he entered the door.

He turned around and walked away as if fleeing.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Sheng's roommate asked in surprise.

Someone is here, it's hard to talk.

Fang Zilu wrinkled the application form in his hands and slapped it hard on the table in front of Jian Liangyi, and walked to the back row feeling sullen.

Looking at the crumpled dormitory transfer application form, Jian Liangyi suddenly felt a little annoyed.

He said he would leave before, but he didn't come to the dormitory after that.

He also asked Tang Xiao to change the dormitory, and now he made him talk with a bad face.

what did he say?There is nothing to say.

Jian Liangyi grabbed the application form into a ball, raised her hand and threw it into the trash can next to the air conditioner in front.

Isn't this application form handed over to Tang Xiao?How did he get to Fang Zilu?

Okay, he just waited to change the dormitory, and if he couldn't change the dormitory, he would force his mother to ask Tang Xiao for an explanation. Fuck Fang Zilu, it would be lawless.

The more Jian Liangyi thought about it, the more angry she became, and she didn't listen to anything in the two classes.

Fortunately, the teacher didn't say anything at the beginning of school, and just talked about a bunch of precautions.

It doesn't matter whether you listen or not.

After school at [-]:[-], the whole class flocked to the cafeteria.

Jian Liang didn't want to squeeze in with them, and sat alone on the seat until they finished walking before going back slowly.

Liang Yuebai went to eat with her little sister today, and the stewed soup was probably brought by Xiao Cao.

The soup is not an ordinary big bone soup, Liang Yuebai puts all kinds of messy things in it, and it makes her nosebleed from time to time.

But still have to drink.

"Ugh…"

He sighed, put the book away and put it in the bag.

He waited until almost everyone in the classroom had left before standing up while supporting the table.

I didn't see Fang Zilu going out just now, thinking that Fang Zilu should still be in the classroom.

Jian Liangyi didn't bother to look back, she was about to leave as soon as she carried her schoolbag.

It's just that he didn't feel the weight on his shoulders, Jian Liang turned his head and saw his schoolbag was picked up by Fang Zilu from behind.

"Let's talk," Fang Zilu said succinctly, "I have to ask a question now."

Jian Liangyi rested her fingers on the edge of the table, watching her schoolbag turn around in front of her eyes, and finally put it back on the table.

"Sit."

Fang Zilu buckled his phone on the table, and found a nearby chair to sit down.

He put one hand on the edge of the table and the other on the back of the chair, like an old man, he almost put his legs on the table.

Jian Liang pursed her lips and sat back in her original position.

His leg has never had a cast, and he hasn't been on crutches since the beginning of school. No one in the whole school except Feng Min should know about it, let alone Fang Zilu, who has never even met him.

But why did he feel that this person was taking care of him?

Jian Liangyi suddenly thought of the other party's sentence "I'm better than him" before class, and felt her heart move slightly.

Fang Zilu is indeed good, even though Jian Liangyi is still angry now, she cannot deny it.

I haven't seen him for a winter vacation, and the other party seems to be a lot darker.

I don't know where to go, and the corner of my mouth seems to be wounded.

Different from the puppy before who would only rub against him, Fang Zilu's eyes are now dull, without a smile, more like a wolf waiting for an opportunity in the hunt.

"I…"

"you…"

They both spoke at the same time and shut up together.

Fang Zilu spread his hands very politely: "Say it."

Jian Liangyi turned her head back, with "Do you like to talk or not" written all over her face.

Fang Zilu took a breath, as if trying to hold back his emotions: "You didn't agree to that idiot, did you?"

Jian Liang suddenly turned her face away, looking at Fang Zilu in the wrong way.

This time, he didn't even mention "Feng's surname", he just said he was an idiot.

What's even more exasperating is that Jian Liang realized who this pronoun was referring to.

He became speechless to himself.

But he was even more speechless to Fang Zilu, and asked him this question at what time.

"I know the fuck," Fang Zilu tilted his head and propped his forehead with his hands, "Fuck, is this guy cheap?"

Jian Liangyi frowned: "Speak well."

Although he didn't intend to do anything to Feng Min, he still couldn't see anyone saying that about him in front of him.

"On New Year's Eve, you were with him?" Fang Zilu asked again.

Jian Liangyi recalled that he had just finished the operation at that time, so they should be together.

But that doesn't mean anything.

But Fang Zilu became visibly irritable: "Twelve o'clock! It's midnight! You slept with him?!"

His voice was so loud that it was uncontrollable, Jian Liangyi's eyes were rounded: "Why are you crazy?"

"Am I crazy?" Fang Zilu was so angry that he burst out laughing, "You called me at night, but Liao Ming answered that I had fallen asleep. How did you react?!"

Jian Liangyi tried to bring it in, and felt that it was possible: "Do you two live near each other?"

"No." Fang Zilu didn't expect to get such an answer, "Then how do you react when I say I'm with Liao Ming?"

Jian Liangyi was really confused this time: "Can you speak human language?"

Fang Zilu sat upright, put his elbows on the table, and buried his face in his palms.

He shut himself up for a while, then rubbed his face hard again: "Do you think I will only circle around you?"

The moment Fang Zilu said those words, he regretted it.

He turned his head to look at Jian Liangyi beside him, and there was something wrong with the other's expression.

Like not knowing why, but also like being at a loss.

Jian Liangyi slowly gathered her fingers, and finally took it off the table and put it on her lap.

He even lowered his eyes, and the bones and tendons on the back of his white hands were highlighted due to the force.

"Yes, yes, you think it is right." Fang Zilu quickly changed his words, "What the hell did I do to only be around you."

Jane coolly turned her face to the side, supported the table and stood up again.

Fang Zilu is such a stupid question, he wants to go back to drink soup.

"Jian Liangyi," Fang Zilu grabbed his wrist and stood up, "Are you really together with Feng Min on New Year's Eve?"

At first, Jian Liangyi didn't understand why Fang Zilu was so entangled in New Year's Eve, but suddenly he remembered the knitted sunflower stuck on the little girl's head, and he seemed to understand again.

"Did you go to Huai City that day?"

Fang Zilu avoided talking: "You answer my question first."

Jane coolly clasped his hand instead: "Is it?!"

"Hey…"

The two were in a stalemate, but suddenly there was a soft sigh from the door of the classroom.

Jian Liangyi saw a head protruding from the crack of the door, and immediately let go of her hand.

"I... left my notebook here..."

The girl walked into the classroom tremblingly, took the notebook from the hole in the table and ran away.

"Sorry to interrupt."

She was indeed disturbed, and Fang Zilu's face turned black from being disturbed.

Jian Liangyi's complexion was also not good, she sat on the seat with a cold face and did not speak.

After a while, Fang Zilu heaved a long sigh as if admitting defeat.

"I called you on New Year's Eve..."

Jian Liang suddenly raised her eyes to look at him: "Phone?"

Fang Zilu seemed to have just realized it, and he touched his forehead tiredly: "That's right, you don't know."

Jian Liangyi hastily turned on the phone and flipped through the call records of that day.

In the past two months, he has almost no call records, and it is easy to turn to mid-January.

There was no phone call from Fang Zilu at all.

Jian Liangyi held the phone in a daze for a while, then reached out and took Fang Zilu's phone.

On the way, Fang Zilu took it back and unlocked it.

He turned on the phone and turned to the call record for Jian Liangyi to read.

January 23th, at 59:[-] in the evening.

Jian Liang looked at the string of time, and there was still a call time of 43 minute and [-] seconds.

The little girl's voice rang in his head, the big brother who issued her a card was still watching fireworks with them in the New Year.

Fireworks are only set off in Huaicheng on New Year's Eve.

"Feng Min picked it up," Fang Zilu rested his arms and lay down on the table in frustration, "I'm really convinced, is your phone unlocked? Let someone else answer the call in the middle of the night, and you can delete the call history ?”

Everything was strung together by time, Jian Liangyi felt a sore nose, and suddenly understood the problem.

"It's useless for you to cry," Fang Zilu put away his phone, and said coldly, "Explain, what are you and that idiot doing at night?"

Cry ass.

Jian Liangyi sat up straight and forcibly suppressed the soreness coming from her nasal cavity.

"I broke my leg," he also said in a cold voice, expressionless, "I just had an operation that night, and I was lying in the hospital."

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