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Yu Xiasheng answered the phone, but there was no sound from the other end for a long time. After a long time, a soft laugh came into his ears. He knew it was the voice of the kid he brought back.How could this kid be with Yu Qiuliang?Did he follow Yu Qiuliang to school without permission, or did Yu Qiuliang forget to bring his mobile phone this afternoon?

The kid probably didn't know what a mobile phone was, let alone what a phone call was. He giggled for a while, then hung up the call without saying anything.Yu Xiasheng shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to organize his thoughts and continue the previous meeting with his colleagues, the phone vibrated again, and the number displayed on the screen was still Yu Qiuliang.

"Don't play around with other people's things." Yu Xiasheng picked up the phone and taught him earnestly. The little ghost was babbling on the other end of the phone, as if he couldn't understand what he said at all.With children of this age, it is impossible to reason with them. Yu Xiasheng sighed and felt that he should clean up this little bastard.

Just when he had nothing to say, the little ghost suddenly howled "Aw", and then Yu Qiuliang's angry voice appeared: "Who told you to touch my things?"

The time is... three o'clock in the afternoon.Yu Xiasheng looked at the clock in the corner and narrowed his eyes.He should have expected that the little bastard Yu Qiuliang would not forget his phone at home. When did this kid go to school without his phone?If Yu Qiuliang's mobile phone is at home, then Yu Qiuliang himself must be at home. Today is not a weekend, let alone a holiday. It is impossible for Yu Qiuliang to have a holiday. He definitely skipped class. He wanted to hide at home and sleep secretly, but was called by another troublemaker revealed by the phone.

"Skipping class again?" Yu Qiuliang just snatched his mobile phone back from the kid when he heard a familiar voice, "Don't go anywhere, stay at home and wait for me."

"Damn it." Yu Qiuliang was shocked. He saved many people's numbers in his cell phone address book. How could it be such a coincidence that this little devil called Yu Xiasheng?He skipped class and never dared to let Yu Xiasheng know that he didn't want to feel Yu Xiasheng's magic voice piercing through his brain, he just wanted to be happy and comfortably sleep at home, but God didn't favor him, and he wasn't even willing to give him the opportunity to be lazy and sleep.

After the shock, Yu Qiuliang reacted quickly. He bit him to death that he was not at home, and blamed all the faults on the kid. He insisted that this brat came to school with him, and even sneaked into his cell phone while he was not paying attention.As soon as Yu Xiasheng heard it, he knew that he was lying. He was so busy making up nonsense that he even forgot to turn off the TV in the living room. The animation was so loud that it reached Yu Xiasheng's ears.

Yu Xiasheng was not in the mood to continue the meeting, so he waved his hand casually to dismiss the meeting, picked up his bag and walked back.The moment he passed by Lu Huaiming's side, he stretched out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder lightly, and said in a low voice, "If you have time, go back and have a look."

Lu Huaiming nodded, still with that taciturn appearance.Yu Xiasheng looked at him and felt that Yu Qiuliang was similar to him in some aspects, even though they were not related by blood.There are not a few people like them who are often dull One corner, and people will never be able to restore the huge iceberg hidden under the water through a sharp corner, and naturally they will not be able to restore their true appearance through their words.

As long as they don't talk, no one understands, no one knows.Some things become secrets if no one else can see them.They will eventually be brought into the grave, into the incinerator, into the urn, and into the three-foot loess by the person concerned.They never get a chance to see the light because their master doesn't give them a chance, and their master doesn't want to tell stories.

Yu Qiuliang stuffed the phone into his pocket, quickly scanned the room for a week, and after confirming that there were no flaws, he hurriedly put on his coat and ran out of the unit door.He parked his electric car downstairs, which just saved him the time of pushing the car and waiting for the elevator. If the elevator door opened and it was Yu Xiasheng who appeared in the elevator, then the scene would be so beautiful that it would be blinding.

Yu Qiuliang was so nervous that he held the key and poked it for a long time, but he couldn't fit it into the keyhole.He was sweating profusely, and his heart that had stopped beating seemed to be beating nervously again.He knew that it was just an illusion, but this illusion brought him another illusion. At that moment, he mistakenly believed that he was still alive.

Immediately afterwards he realized again: he is already dead, what else is he afraid of?Even if Yu Xiasheng came back and caught him on the spot, he was not afraid that Yu Xiasheng would beat him to death again.He is dead, so what else can he learn?The most unreasonable ones are the old ghost and uncle, they shouldn't force him to go back to class.After figuring this out, Yu Qiuliang seemed to be enlightened. He jumped up suddenly, took the key back and ran home.The kid sat on the floor, staring blankly at Yu Qiuliang who had gone back and forth, he was full of confusion, he couldn't figure out what this crazy guy was doing up and down.

Yu Qiuliang happily changed back into the slippers, took off the school uniform jacket that got in the way, and threw it on the sofa casually.He threw it inaccurately, and the school uniform jacket spread out in the air, passing over the little devil's head like a flying carpet, and then fell straight down from mid-air, tightly covering the little devil inside.

His vision suddenly went dark, and the little ghost screamed in fright, desperately waving his short arms, pushing up his school uniform jacket with small bulges.Yu Qiuliang took a sip of iced juice, breathed a sigh of relief, happily jumped back into the bedroom, lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone openly.

Some things, the more you take care of it, the more messy it becomes, and the kid struggles to get rid of the shackles of the coat, only to be entangled even tighter.He was terrified and shouted for help, but Yu Qiuliang was carefree on the big bed in the bedroom, ignoring his cries for help, letting him be entangled by his school uniform, lying on the ground alone.When Yu Xiasheng came home, the first thing he saw was the ball of clothes on the floor in the living room. If he hadn't known that Yu Qiuliang didn't like to bully children, he would almost have thought that Yu Qiuliang had tied up the little devil himself to make him look like this.

"Yu Qiuliang!" Yu Xiasheng couldn't bear it anymore, he turned on the light in the living room with a snap, and went to the room aggressively to pick him up.The little ghost yelled twice, unable to believe that he was being ignored again, so he had to rely on himself, tried his best to get up from the ground, and followed Yu Xiasheng into the house like a big caterpillar.The floor in the bedroom is much warmer than the floor in the living room. If you want to sleep on the floor, you can sleep in the bedroom.The little ghost quietly huddled in the corner, with only one head exposed. In fact, he was entangled in Yu Qiuliang's clothes, and only one head could be exposed.

Yu Xiasheng took the mobile phone from Yu Qiuliang, threw it on the desk, and dragged him up from the bed by his arm.Yu Qiuliang was having fun playing the game, and was caught off guard by his interference. He immediately rolled on the bed, rolled twice, and then tried to stretch his arms to grab the phone.Yu Xiasheng came back to ask the teacher for his crimes. How could he get the phone again? The two went back and forth like Tai Chi, and the battle ended in Yu Qiuliang's defeat.The old ghost put the phone on the top cabinet of the desk, a place that Yu Qiuliang couldn't see even if he stood on tiptoe.Yu Qiuliang was discouraged, his whole body went limp, and he didn't want to say anything to Yu Xiasheng.

"At 03:30 in the afternoon, do not go to class during class time, but lie down and play games at home? Do the math yourself, how many days are left before the college entrance examination?" Yu Xiasheng sat on the edge of the bed, subconsciously smoothing the wrinkles on the bed sheet.Just now, Yu Qiuliang was rolling on the bed, and the bed was full of wrinkles. The originally flat sheets suddenly became as old as a 80-[-]-year-old mother-in-law, with wrinkles all over her face, showing a vicissitudes of life.Lying on the bed, Yu Qiuliang felt that he was more vicissitudes than the wrinkled sheets.He is so pitiful, he is so pathetic, he will be taken care of by Yu Xiasheng after he dies.

So the bear kicked his legs and started to make trouble again: "I'm dead, you don't care if I pass the college entrance examination! The college entrance examination is not for the dead!"

"Then do others know that you are dead?" Yu Xiasheng asked, "Do you think you are really dead?"

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said it, Yu Qiuliang fell into self-doubt.Xiongzi jumped up like a carp, and touched his chest suspiciously, wanting to feel the beating heart inside.Soon, Yu Qiuliang discovered that what Yu Xiasheng just said was pure nonsense. Although others didn't know that he was dead, and he didn't feel that he was really dead, but his heart had stopped working, and he was definitely a deceased person. .

The topic went round and round, and the eighteen bends of the mountain road were turned, and finally we had to return to the original starting point.Yu Qiuliang folded his hands, put them on his chest, and fell back straight: "I'm dead, why do I still have to take the exam! I won't go to school anymore, why should I go to school even after I'm dead!"

"...Can you lose some meat if you go to school obediently? Or is it that your teacher can eat people?" Yu Xiasheng didn't understand Yu Qiuliang's thoughts. To him, Yu Qiuliang was a mountain lurking in the clouds. Show him a faint blue and black silhouette, and the caves and clear springs in the mountain are all covered by clouds and mists without exception, so he can't see them at all.He and Yu Qiuliang couldn't communicate, let alone figure out what Yu Qiuliang was thinking. After thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with that school. He still felt that there was something wrong with Yu Qiuliang's psychology.

"Why don't you want to go to school?" Yu Xiasheng repeated his question.Today they must bring up this issue and talk about it, otherwise, in the next few months, there will never be peace in this room.Yu Qiuliang resisted going to school, and Yu Xiasheng accepted Lu Huaiming's entrustment. Yu Xiasheng's duty was to supervise Yu Qiuliang to go to school obediently.

Yu Qiuliang was sullen and didn't want to answer this question.He likes to think by himself, and doesn't like to answer other people's questions. He doesn't want to follow other people's ideas, which makes him feel like a fool who listens to others.But this time, for the first time, he seriously thought about Yu Xiasheng's problem. Yu Xiasheng was a special case, and he didn't mind making an exception for Yu Xiasheng once.

Hey, what a great honor.Yu Qiuliang thought.

"School is not interesting, and I can't study well, so I might as well not study." Yu Qiuliang tugged on the pillow to make himself lie down more comfortably.He narrowed his eyes, and his tone rarely revealed boredom.Yu Xiasheng found that Yu Qiuliang's weariness of studying was very serious, and it was also accompanied by inexplicable inferiority complex.I don't know where this low self-esteem comes from.

Seeing that Yu Xiasheng didn't speak, Yu Qiuliang knew that he wanted to hear him continue talking.Few people are willing to listen carefully to him explaining why he doesn't like school, even Song Ciran hasn't talked about it with him.Yu Xiasheng completed the work with a single eye, completed Lu Huaiming's commission with a single eye, and now he is carrying out the task with a eye.Yu Qiuliang felt funny and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Yo." He smiled, and Yu Xiasheng also smiled, but the smile only surfaced and didn't penetrate into his heart, "What are you laughing at? Have you finished?"

"What's the use of asking? Is it useful to ask?" Yu Qiuliang rolled his eyes up and sent him away impatiently, "Don't ask, it's boring."

"Then what's interesting?" Yu Xiasheng turned cold, "Is it because your uncle asked me to send you back to make you continue to skip class?"

"If you skip class, you skip class. It's the same if you don't attend class. You still want to build a wall with mud?" Yu Qiuliang didn't know what he said, he just felt bored, got up and shook off the quilt, and went to bed early.Every time he can't talk to others, he has to perform this series of actions. Yu Xiasheng figured out his routine, and before he lay down, he swept away the quilt and piled it far away at the end of the bed.

Even in the face of Yu Qiuliang's murderous gaze, Yu Xiasheng was fearless: "Gu Jia said that you are only bad at math, and your other scores are still very high. Why do you always talk about yourself so badly?"

Mud is mud, and there is no special reason for Yu Qiuliang to classify himself with them.He was originally a piece of mud that couldn't support the wall. If the classification was more detailed, then he would be called "non-recyclable garbage".Whether he sighed or worked hard, there was no further chance. He would be eliminated sooner or later, so it was better to live a more relaxed and happy life before being eliminated.Skipping class can't make him progress, but it can make him happy. Since pain and happiness are temporary, and life is so short, it's better to be happy, and die when you're happy.

That's what he thought when he was discouraged, before he actually died.And his death actually fulfilled his secret and unknown wish.Yu Qiuliang's throat twitched slightly. He wanted to pour out his true thoughts, but he was ashamed to speak. He hesitated for a while, but he still couldn't speak.

Nowadays, middle school students seem to often feel tired of studying, which is a common phenomenon.If these children don't want to relieve their anxiety and anxiety, then no one can enlighten them.Yu Xiasheng had no choice but to give up communicating with Yu Qiuliang. Yu Qiuliang was a stubborn rock that didn't want to crack, and he didn't have any tools in his hand that could chip away at the rock.

"Hey..." Yu Qiuliang sighed suddenly, "Why do you keep asking about this? Of course, skipping classes is because you don't want to go to school. There are many reasons why you don't want to go to school. What do you want me to tell you? I am I don’t think it makes any difference whether I go to class or not, but you see, I have done so many math problems, and at most I can only get an 89 in the exam, and I can’t pass it until I graduate.”

Oh I got it.

"Take time off when you're tired, don't skip class." Yu Xiasheng hugged the quilt back and covered Yu Qiuliang. While tucking in the corners of the quilt, he chattered like Yu Qiuliang's own mother, pouring chicken soup non-stop, "No one is perfect, you don't need to push yourself too hard, you have done well enough, you have to learn to relax."

"You know how to stew chicken soup better than my mother." Yu Qiuliang said, "Did you have a fever today or did you take the wrong medicine?"

"You're so used to it!" Yu Xiasheng suddenly raised his voice, "I'll teach you a lesson, and you'll talk back to me; I'll try to persuade you, but you say I have a fever? Don't sleep, get up and do math problems !"

"What a fart!" Yu Qiuliang fought back angrily, "You will force me to do math problems if you don't cook at home! What you said just now is all bullshit, chicken soup, relaxation, you won't let me sleep , Forced me so hard, forced me to do math problems, and made me hungry! You are so cruel! The flowers of the motherland are destroyed in your hands, and the future of the People’s Republic of China is bleak in your hands! You have failed I have lost the trust of the people, I am sorry for the cultivation of the party, you look up, it is snowing outside in November, how heavy the snow is, I am wronged!"

If others say Yu Qiuliang a sentence, if he is angered, he can immediately return ten sentences.Yu Xiasheng was so choked by him that he had nothing to say, stared for a long time, then got up sullenly and went to the kitchen to cook for him.

The little ghost huddled in the corner and gave up asking them for help.Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, do it yourself, untie the school uniform.It took a lot of effort for him to pull his hands out of the ball of clothes, and awkwardly untie the dead knot entwined by the two sleeves.Yu Qiuliang is a genius, he can tie up a ghost with just a throw of his school uniform, this is a unique skill, but no one can learn it.