Back in high school, I attacked my rival

Jie Qingyang put his arms around the back of his head, leaning against the wall, thinking about how to save this straying friendship.

According to his observation, Chen Junhe valued Li Zhuo very much, and every time he asked himself to tell Li Zhuo not to sleep in the back all day and engage in studies, and although Li Zhuo was cheap, he didn't worry about his childhood.

That's why the two can't communicate well.

"Are you serious?" Li Zhuo said in a low voice, his clenched fists loosened as they escaped from his throat.

Chen Junhe didn't speak.

"Okay, college bully, I'm a scumbag who doesn't deserve to play with you. I'll tell you a word later. I won't be able to marry a wife in my life! I'll kill off my children and grandchildren! I'll die!"

Jie Qingyang hissed, playing so big?No need at all, silly boy.

"Why haven't you rested yet?" The doctor heard the sound and walked to the bedside to check up and down, "It's okay, my child, you are just too tired. If you are weak, you need to exercise more and eat more. You are too thin. Now Hurry up and go to bed," the female doctor turned around and said to the two standing people: "Go back to the dormitory and don't disturb the patient's rest here."

Li Zhuo went out without looking back, followed by Jie Qingyang.

"Primary school bully, don't take Hei Pi's words seriously. I'll say something to him. Don't worry, he's angry. I'll go first. See you tomorrow."

In the quiet and deserted school, only the two of them walked quickly one after the other.

"Hei Pi, restrain your emotions." Jie Qingyang pulled Li Zhuo, "Student master, you are stupid in reading, and you just say that kind of thing, so you will be stupid too, don't you usually say a few nice words to coax you? It’s over, why are you still serious.”

Li Zhuo stopped, "Master doesn't want to serve him anymore, look at his attitude towards me when he wakes up, does he treat me as a friend?"

"Your friendship of more than ten years needs to care about this little detail?" Jie Qingyang tried his best to talk nonsense for Xueba. Resistance.

It's obviously not like that in my heart.

Sure enough, they were not from the same era, and the ideological generation gap was obvious.

"Brother Jie, don't explain it to him, it's okay if it's normal, but this time it's too much, I'm very angry." Li Zhuo was so angry that his teeth itch.

Jie Qingyang's tone suddenly rose: "Yes, it's really too much. Just because of good grades, he played a small temper on us. We are not his parents. Why should we get used to it? We can't get used to it."

"That's right, it's enough to put up with his bad temper these years," the two began to criticize Chen Junhe one after another, pointing fingers at the air, venting their unhappiness frantically.

Sure enough, after venting all the bad emotions, I feel very happy.Li Zhuo soon returned to his previous appearance, laughing and coming to the dormitory floor, ready to fall asleep happily.

But the door was tightly closed, and no one answered no matter how much the two shouted.

The sound insulation effect of Aunt Lou's room is so strong that it is shocking. It turns out that the school's old legend "Auntie who can't wake up from thunder" is real.

The door closes at twelve o'clock, and you will not wait when you are out of date.

The two looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Did you tell Auntie when you came out?" Jie Qingyang leaned against the iron gate and sighed.

"I left in a hurry. When I came out, my aunt seemed to be checking the dormitory for the third year of high school."

Jie Qingyang shivered from the cold, "Go back to the infirmary?"

Li Zhuo shook his head again and again, "I'd rather sleep on the playground."

"It's very cold in the middle of the night. Tomorrow's headline will be the cold playground where the two students of Nangao exposed their corpses in the middle of the night."

"What should I do?"

Jie Qingyang rested his hand on his chin, pondered carefully, and in a flash of inspiration, he stretched out two fingers: "There are two ways."

Li Zhuo asked expectantly: "Tell me."

"First, we went to the faculty dormitory building to find Lao Zhao. He told me that he was on the second floor, but he didn't give the specific door number. We can knock one by one."

"Let's just talk about the second one." Li Zhuo panicked when he thought about sharing the bed with Lao Zhao, not to mention they had to knock one by one, and they probably couldn't find them.

"Go to 509 on the fifth floor and find Shameless."

Li Zhuo asked abruptly, "How do you know where Teacher He lives?"

"I'm his class representative, the only confidant of his Class Nine, of course I know." Jie Qingyang said as he took a step forward.

Going to bother He Zhixiu.

Li Zhuo followed anxiously. In his life, he had never looked for a teacher in the middle of the night, and he had to sleep at the teacher's house. No matter what, students and teachers were always separated by a barrier, and they couldn't let go of their psychological defenses.

But Jie Qingyang was the complete opposite. He subconsciously believed that it was He Zhixiu's fault. 90.00% of his previous life died because of him, and he had no psychological burden at all.

There is no door at the entrance of the stairs for the faculty and staff. There are voice-activated lights at the entrance of each staircase. They have to roar every time they go. It is somewhat scary to climb the stairs in the dark.

Li Zhuo grabbed Jie Qingyang's clothes and crawled layer by layer.

The two hurriedly walked without stopping for a moment, and arrived at 509 in a short while.

"Dong dong dong——" Jie Qingyang propped himself up, leaned against the window, and knocked regularly, followed by a soft "Teacher He" after knocking.

Soon came a small answering voice from inside, "Who?" It was hazy, with a thick dragging sound.

"Teacher He, I, Jie Qingyang," suddenly there was no movement inside, dead still.

"Teacher He, and me, Li Zhuo." Li Zhuo also leaned over, leaning against the window, and said into the tight gap.

The lights in the room were turned on, and the warm light shone through the window on the faces of the two teenagers, which was extraordinarily soft and warm.

I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, I won't sleep on the playground anymore.