The love is too deep

On the first day of military training, Kong Huan got up a little late. Before going out, Meng Jing told him to pay attention to his arms and not stretch them.

There was a blackboard at the corner of the community that read "Breakfast". He wanted to buy two steamed buns and eat as much as he wanted. When he approached, he saw that there were too many people crowded into a pile, and he turned his head and left.I went to the supermarket to buy a chocolate and went to school after two bites.

In September in Changning City, you can feel the coolness in the morning and evening, but the rest of the time is too hot to make people anxious.

The instructor was considerate of this group of freshmen, fearing that they would find a shade under a tree.After standing for less than 10 minutes, there were small movements underneath, and the instructor didn't make it difficult for them to let them rest where they were.

Ling Aoqun and Kong Huan were tall and stood in the front row.Unlike Kong Huan, he likes to chat, and after a while Zhang San Li Si is familiar to him.

Kong Huan listened to a few people talking about the mountains, and took a sip of the water in hand without saying a word, twisting his neck and feeling much more comfortable.

"It's hot, let's go!"

Ling Aoqun moved to the side and began to look left and right, his eyes swept back and forth in the next class.Kong Huan naturally knew how cautious he was.

Jokingly said: "Looking for a wife."

"What! Isn't this to see how other classes train!" Ling Aoqun successfully attracted the attention of the target, and waved at the girls with a mean smile.

"Daqun, don't hide your thoughts from me."

Leaning on Ling Aoqun's thighs, she got up, straightened her clothes and walked towards the teaching building.

"Why?"

"Go to the toilet!" He turned his head and threw out two words.

"Wait a minute, I'll go too!"

Having lunch in the cafeteria, they sat around the table with their new classmates, Kong Huan faced the door and sat opposite Ling Aoqun.

"Have you heard that our school will have a sports meeting at the end of September!"

"Where did you hear that?"

"I heard what the teacher said just now when queuing up for dinner!"

"That's right! Don't you know the tradition of the sports meeting every year before the November holiday?"

Classmate A shook his head.

"That's enough for the sports committee monitor to be very busy! My sister said that when their class arrives at the sports meeting, the sports committee monitor is as busy as something!"

"Our class hasn't elected a class committee yet, right?" Ling Aoqun raised his head and asked.

"No choice, the teacher said tomorrow!"

He muttered in a low voice: "Huan! We don't want to take this job!"

"Let's talk when you can hold it!" Kong Huan put down his chopsticks, raised his head and drooled.

His eyes were drawn to the boy holding the white foam box. The pink T-shirt, black jeans, and white sneakers were clean and refreshing.

Master Huanhuan, he also goes to school here?How do you dress like this?

The boy's arm holding the box trembled slightly, and the auntie of the cafeteria opened the door and he walked in.Through the glass window, Kong Huan saw that he was talking and laughing with his aunt, who seemed to be quite familiar, and came out after a few words.

Dressed like this and walking in the cafeteria full of camouflage uniforms, it is certain at first glance. The boy's short walk to the door has a high rate of turning heads. Just this good-looking appearance can make people look at it for a long time.

Not tired...

The boy was a little shy, pursed his lips and quickened his pace.

"What are you looking at, so fascinated!" Daqun stuffed his mouth with food.

"Eat yours, don't worry about it!" Kong Huan kept staring at him.

The boy seemed to have noticed something, and when he was about to leave the gate, he looked up to meet Kong Huan's gaze, and he nodded and smiled at him politely.

Kong Huan seemed caught off guard, his body was stiff, and he leaned forward and responded with a smile.

"Which girl should I say hello to?" By the time the crowd turned their heads, the people had already left.

"friend!"

Ling Aoqun curiously stretched his neck towards the door again.

Kong Huan leaned back on the chair and put the camouflage cap in his hand on his head.Relaxed and exclaimed: "Cool!"

"Cool? Who made you cool?! Huh?"

"Looking wretched! If you haven't finished eating, leave as soon as possible!"

Ling Aoqun persisted: "I'm asking you something! Don't interrupt!"

Training in the afternoon as usual, nothing special.

The election of class cadres was originally moved by the teacher to today before school.

The organization committee members, publicity committee members and so on all self-recommended, which went smoothly.When it came to the squad leader and the sports committee, everyone lowered their heads one by one.

They didn't even want to take on the porcelain work, and their small calculations became louder and louder.

"Anyone to recommend themselves?" Wu Ma said this sentence three times, but no one looked up.

Silent.

She stood on the podium and glanced at the students below one by one. Ling Aoqun glanced at her like a thief. Coincidentally, Wu Ma was also looking at him.

"You!" Everyone trembled in shock, thinking they were talking about themselves.

"The penultimate male student in this row, stand up!"

Ling Aoqun knew something was wrong.

"It's okay for you to be the squad leader!"

After Mama Wu said that, he had to save face, and he agreed because he was in a rush to get out of school.

"It's still short of a body, who will come?" She put her hands on her hips.

No one dared to take a deep breath.

"Self-recommendation is hopeless! Who will recommend one."

"quick!"

"Do you still want to leave school!"

Ling Aoqun stood up suddenly, pointed at Kong Huan, "Mama Wu, he! I'm sure he'll be fine."

"Well! I think he's fine, so let's go! The class committee will come to a meeting early tomorrow."

The bottom is hanging so that the heart can be regarded as letting go.

Kong Huan forced out a sentence between his teeth: "Ling Aoqun, you have such a bad mouth!"

"Good brother, we are planning something together again! Are you happy?"

"Happy fart!" He put his schoolbag on his shoulder, "It's a very smooth routine!"

I don't mean to blame, it's just that I have thought about my mouth addiction.

The two parted at the crossroads.

"Huan, see you later!" Daqun waved.

"roll!"

The blackboard with "Breakfast" was still standing there. He didn't look at it carefully in the morning. He found that the two words were crooked, not pretty but neat.

People can write like this, and people are not very educated.

Before entering the unit door, he turned around and saw Huanhuan digging the soil in the flower bed, with dust on his nose.

"A Huan, you're back, wash your hands and eat." Meng Jing put the tomato and egg soup on the table.

"Try how about my wife's soup." Kong Fangshuai took a spoonful and put it to his mouth, nodding in praise: "It smells good! It's delicious!"

Meng Jing smiled and hit him.

Kong Huan changed his clothes and sat at the dining table, "Why are you eating buns today?"

"Your dad bought it at the breakfast shop downstairs in the morning. I didn't finish it. I heated it up to save wastage."

Kong Huan picked it up and took a sip. The sauerkraut stuffing was quite delicious, and he ate the rest in one go.

"Son, don't you dislike eating buns?"

"This steamed stuffed bun suits my taste." After taking a sip of the soup, my stomach felt warm, "Mom and Dad! I'm going out to play basketball later!"

"My arm is not good yet, why play basketball!"

He shook his arms: "I feel fine."

Meng Jing was worried and couldn't stop her, so she glared at him: "Go! Be careful!"

The school basketball court has no place for freshmen to play. They went to the Changning Park court to play basketball with a few new classmates, and the little girls passing by came to watch.

After several rounds, everyone was exhausted.Kong Huan was sweating profusely, leaning on his legs, and they sat aside to rest. Kong Huan listened to their chat and was too lazy to interrupt, so he went to practice shooting by himself after a while.

He is wearing a white sports vest and shorts. He has wheat-yellow skin. His hairstyle has never been changed from a small comb to a big hair. It is short and prickly.

He was throwing vigorously when he saw the little guy on the opposite side twist his ass towards him.

It's Huanhuan...

"Kong Huan!" Ling Aoqun called him.

Distracted, the ball was thrown out, "Huanhuan! Get out of the way!"

He yelled...

In the next second, Huanhuan was hit hard, and it was so painful that it tucked its tail in place and screamed. Kong Huan walked over and hugged it to comfort him, full of guilt.

Distressed!

Ling Aoqun and the others leaned forward.

Kong Huan was furious: "What the hell am I doing!"

Ling Aoqun didn't expect him to be angry, so he said anxiously, "What are you yelling at! What about a dog!"

"It's not about the dog!" Gouged him out, "Good boy! It doesn't hurt, Huanhuan."

Coaxing, swinging from side to side like holding a child.

Several people couldn't help laughing: "Huanhuan? This dog has the same name as you."

"I didn't expect it! The rough old man who usually has a serious face and occasionally makes a few flirtatious remarks has such a side. Eye-opening! Eye-opening!"

It was also the first time for Ling Aoqun to see Kong Huan's heart of the Virgin, and he definitely couldn't let it go.

"Go away, I see you are annoying!" He frowned.

"Huanhuan!" The boy was anxious and ran over.

Seeing his master barking even louder as if complaining, the boy looked distressed, and Kong Huan felt really guilty.

"I'm sorry, I was playing ball just now, I was careless..."

"It's okay, it often does this." The boy reproached gently, "Naughty, I see you are still running around."

Huanhuan's small eyes blinked and stopped calling out, but Kong Huan stopped him when he hugged it and turned to leave.

"Hey! The classmate left a contact information, if there is anything, you can tell me!"

The boy froze for a moment and left his QQ number, Kong Huan added it with his mobile phone.

Watch them leave.

Ling Aoqun stepped forward and shouldered him: "If I remember correctly, this is the first time you have asked someone for their contact information!"

"Really? How did I remember that you were the first one!"

Daqun thought "Oh" carefully, and quickly said, "Mine doesn't count!"

Kong Huan and Ling Aoqun didn't get along in junior high school. They didn't like each other, so they fought.

Later, we worked as representatives of the mathematics class together. Because the teacher had a lot of work, the class representatives kept in touch with each other frequently. That day, Ling Aoqun didn't come for the remedial class, and the teacher asked Kong Huan to call him, so Kong Huan had Daqun's contact information.