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Even if they are also going to school, Yu Qiuliang's cycling speed will be different.In the morning, he didn't have much energy to eat, and he was too lazy to get up so early, but he still had to be unwilling to arrive at school on time, so he procrastinated on the road as long as he could, always stuck in the last few minutes of being late before entering the classroom.But in the afternoon it was different. After a noon break, Yu Qiuliang in the afternoon was full of energy and rode the bike fast. He just wanted to hurry to school, stay in the last row, and read the books he was interested in with the help of books. .It can be seen that only interest can bring motivation. Without interest, there will be no motivation. Without motivation, people will become lazy.

In the afternoon of the weekend, there were no people on the road, and the office workers might also be on vacation, but Yu Qiuliang didn't understand office workers.From his home to the school's high school, he had to pass through the new junior high school buildings. He stopped on the side of the road and leaned on the handlebars to look at the brand new teaching buildings.Many junior high school students were waiting on the side of the zebra crossing with schoolbags and books on their backs. Yu Qiuliang couldn't help sighing when he saw them. He didn't expect that the junior high school of the key high school was so miserable, and they had to go to school on Saturdays.

But having said that, it is not a matter of course for high school students to make up classes on weekends.Who knows how far the burden has been reduced for the students, high school students seem to be getting more and more tired every year.

The green light was dimly lit, and the light pierced through the smog, like a glowing ghost eye.Yu Qiuliang stuffed the lollipop back into his mouth, and passed the group of junior high school students on his bicycle.The courses for junior high school students are easier than high school, and the students are more interesting. They are probably not as boring as him.

But people who are really bored have nothing to do, no matter where they are, they don't know what to do.Yu Qiuliang's boredom occurs intermittently, not a long-term phenomenon, so he often comforts himself, explaining this intermittent boredom as the unique melancholy of teenagers.

Song Ciran doesn't understand literature and science, but only loves mathematics, so he scoffed at Qiuliang's statement.He thought that the reason why Yu Qiuliang was bored was nothing more than laziness, and there was no special reason, let alone the poetic, youthful melancholy.How many teenagers are there who are truly lost?The boring people Song Ciran met were basically forced by their parents to go to school here.Instead of being admitted to this school by virtue of their own strength, they knocked on the door of this key school with a lot of money.This kind of people are really boring, they eat and drink all day long, squandering the pocket money given by their parents, their grades are not good, their character is not good, no one knows the meaning of their coming here What.

Yu Qiuliang locked the car and went to the convenience store to buy drinks.In fact, when he just crossed the road, he once swore in his heart that he would only drink plain water before he became an adult. Unfortunately, when he saw the freezer in the convenience store, his eyes became greedy again.

So now, he stepped on the curb, swaying his whole body, while waiting for Song Ciran to come over, he drank his drink happily.

But he didn't wait for Song Ciran to come, but he bumped into the little gangster bullying the students first.The one who was stopped to ask for money seemed to be a girl, she didn't look rich, Yu Qiuliang jumped off the curb, stared at the gangster's back, thinking that this idiot might return empty-handed again today.It's not good for him to rob anyone's money, and he actually went to rob a girl from the same school. If the girl turns around and complains to the grade director, it will be a disaster for this blackmailer.The grade director doesn't care much about other things, but he is very strict about gangsters stealing money. If he is asked to find out which class the bad student is from, he will probably be expelled directly.

In fact, generally speaking, these gangsters can't get money.Usually pass by this intersection, except for their high school students, it is the policemen who go to work in the nearby police station.The students in this high school are very powerful. If the gangsters rob the students of their money, even if they succeed, the victim may sue. If they go to rob the police, then the fuck is even worse. A day trip to the detention center, they are worth having.

Yu Qiuliang screwed on the bottle cap and continued to look at the gangster across the road.Since this intercepted girl has no money, he should let her go.

However, soon, things developed beyond Yu Qiuliang's expectations.He watched helplessly as the gangster raised his hand and slapped the girl hard on the face.Yu Qiuliang's head suddenly exploded with a "buzz", he never thought that someone would hit a girl.What did this girl do wrong? She just didn't bring any money with her, so what if she did?It was her money, why should others grab it?

Yu Qiuliang didn't even think about it, so he ran over with his schoolbag. The gangster heard footsteps, and before he could turn around completely, he was hit on the back of the head.In Yu Qiuliang's schoolbag, there are two thick books and a book of reading notes, and his kettle is made of stainless steel. When these things collide with a person's head, there is no need to say anything about what will happen.

But this bastard may have practiced iron head kungfu, he was hit like this, but he still hasn't been knocked out.Yu Qiuliang watched the other party turn around unsteadily, and couldn't help saying "Fuck".Immediately afterwards, he suddenly raised his leg and cast the legendary "Foshan Shadowless Foot" on the gangster.The gangster let out a scream, and the girl who was huddled by the wall also screamed in fright. Yu Qiuliang grabbed the girl while the gangster couldn't straighten up, and took her into the school.

The guard saw the two of them running in hand in hand, thinking they were puppy lovers of high school students, and was about to stop them from reprimanding them righteously, but suddenly saw a student who was not wearing school trousers running towards him with a mouth like He was swearing something uncleanly.

Uncle is weather-beaten and well-informed, so he naturally understands what kind of people wear this kind of floral trousers.Looking at the girl who was dragged into the school gate, she was already crying badly, and he immediately knew what happened.Yu Qiuliang saw the doorman's thick eyebrows furrowed, he shouted, he rushed forward with a mop stick, grabbed the unlucky boy by his collar, and dragged him into the door cursingly.Well, this uncle probably worked in the police station before, and he is very skilled in his business, scaring the gangsters.

"You girl, why don't you go to and from school with your friends? Do you know that someone will rob you here?" Yu Qiuliang put the drink on the ground, reached out and took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, and handed it to the crying girl.The girl took the tissue but didn't use it, sobbing and crying.She cried until Yu Qiuliang was upset, but he couldn't say anything, the other party was an innocent girl, he couldn't lose his temper with a little girl.

"Don't cry, your eyes will get swollen later." Yu Qiuliang took a sip of his drink and asked again, "What class do you work in? Remember to tell your class teacher about this tomorrow. Be careful when you go to and from school. It's best to find It’s not safe for a girl to go out alone.”

The girl finally stopped crying, but she was frightened, and she was still in a daze, not daring to speak.Yu Qiuliang was patient and didn't make any more noise. He looked down at the school card on the other's chest, and immediately froze in place.The name on the school card was somewhat familiar, as if it had only been heard from Gu Jia not long ago.

Wang Lin?

Could she be Gu Jia's younger sister?

Yu Qiuliang's hair stood on end, he was extremely grateful that he had done something brave today.If he stood by and watched, the senior sister might deal with him after she found out.

Good people get rewarded, this sentence is really true.Yu Qiuliang always believed that he was not a good student, but he thought he was at least a good person.At this moment, his reward came. It must be God's will for him to help Wang Lin.It might be a good opportunity for him to meet his senior again.

Wang Lin is obviously an introverted girl, she never looked too directly at Qiu Liang from the beginning to the end.Yu Qiuliang found that the school girl's eyes were always evasive, maybe that little gangster also saw her weakness and deceit, so he hit her up.

People with too soft personality are easy to suffer. Yu Qiuliang looked at Wang Lin, but through Wang Lin, he saw the senior sister from back then, and saw Lu Huaiming from back then.Although Gu Jia, who was made up of just a few words, is not afraid to look at others like Wang Lin, she has a very gentle personality, and what will evolve when gentleness meets ugly?Ugliness has strong vitality and destructive power. It does not see the existence of all good things, no matter whether it is gentle or kind, it will destroy them all when it encounters ugliness.

Yu Qiuliang can no longer speak too much, human language is scarce at this time.Yu Qiuliang once thought that human words and speech will be eclipsed in two situations: when they face the beauty of nature, and when they face the tragedy of life.Wang Lin hasn't turned into a tragedy yet, but Yu Qiuliang can't help wondering whether she will be the next Gu Jia, or Lu Huaiming.

Art comes from life, and there are many, many tragedies in reality. Yu Qiuliang has not experienced too many, but it is enough to be thrilling.He opened his mouth, and was about to persuade Wang Lin, but suddenly saw Song Ciran running towards him with a lollipop in his mouth.When Song Ciran interrupted her, she forgot all the original words, Yu Qiuliang scratched her hair in boredom, took out a piece of fruit candy from her pocket and handed it to Wang Lin.

This time Wang Lin still took it, but she didn't hold back the candy like the pack of tissues.She slowly peeled off the candy wrapper, quickly rolled the tip of her tongue, and the candy was hidden behind her white teeth, like a pearl hiding in a clam shell.With the candy in her mouth, she whispered thanks to the senior, while Yu Qiuliang just waved his hand, and went upstairs with Song Ciran shoulder to shoulder.

Yu Qiuliang couldn't remember what class she was in.However, since they are in the same school, even if they are not in the same grade, there is always a chance to meet them on the way to and from school.Yu Qiuliang thought about it carefully, and found that he seemed to see this girl often, but she was too quiet and inconspicuous, like a small wild flower on the side of the road, usually hidden in the bushes, Yu Qiuliang rarely paid attention to her.

Most people in the world will pay attention to the conspicuous trees, but not the grass under the trees - it's as if people pay attention to the dazzling things subconsciously - people like flowers, but when piles of flowers are placed on the When they are together, they are not interested. At this time, the green leaves that are usually ignored have become a rare treasure.Yu Qiuliang passed the large mirror at the junction of the first and second floors, and whistled towards it.He thinks that I am different from others. Everyone else likes to look at flowers, but I like to look at leaves; everyone else likes sunny days, but I prefer gloomy days; others like to socialize, but I like to observe their communication... The relationship between people The most interesting, the most interesting people.

There are not very few people or things that can make him think involuntarily.He suddenly felt that life was such an interesting thing.Only when a person is alive can a person's brain function. He finally discovered the beauty of life.He thought he would continue to study his family, his senior sister, and Yu Xiasheng by the way.

I don't know if the old ghost would shake his hands in fright when he heard him say this, and let the soot fall on his trouser legs, burning a big hole?

Yu Qiuliang was still laughing until he sat in the classroom.Song Ciran tilted his head to look at him, and suddenly asked: "Be honest, is that one outside your partner?"

"Write your math, and ask around when you have nothing to do all day long. If you don't fall in love, you don't fall in love. You can't remember how many times I tell you. Why are you so anxious to ask Dad to find you a stepmother?" Yu Qiuliang said to Things related to love are a bit disgusting, probably because he has heard all kinds of sweet words in school, and he has a strange resistance from the bottom of his heart.Those boys spend their parents' money, while they prodigal, they promise to give the girls a better family. Who knows if they use their brains when they say such things?The more thoughtful people are, the more cautious they are. A cautious person will never easily say such things related to life-long events.

The puppy love didn't end well, and Yu Qiuliang's relatives taught him a bloody lesson.

The relationship did not end well, and Yu Qiuliang's relatives also told him at the cost of their lives.

Song Ciran was not angry when he choked on him, he just smiled and said nothing.The preparatory bell rang once, and the school bell rang again after it. After the ear-piercing noise, the whole classroom was wrapped in tranquility, and being in it was like living in a cocoon made of caterpillars.

It is said that a caterpillar needs to melt its flesh and blood to turn into a butterfly. If this is true, then the process will be bloody.Yu Qiuliang opened the book and swam into the world he wanted like a fish.In this classroom, everyone is working hard in different directions. If they can't turn into butterflies, they will turn into blood. In fact, no one wants to turn into blood. They all yearn to break out of their cocoons and become butterflies.

Yu Qiuliang turned the pen around, but his gaze never left the page.He is trying to understand war recently, because war years are times that test people.Different people will make different choices when war comes, but what is war and what is human nature?

Yu Qiuliang has a good memory, he vaguely remembered how many years Lu Huaiming said Yu Xia had lived and died.Assuming that Lu Huaiming is right, then based on this figure, Yu Xiasheng died of——

——[-].

Seeing this number, Yu Qiuliang was startled.However, before he could think about it, there was a "knock on the door" outside the window.Who's going to knock on the window when you're five stories high?Yu Qiuliang could guess who was on the other side of the window without turning his head to look.He took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally, then turned his face away with a smile, and faced Gu Jia floating outside the window.

Now that he was so close, and in a place with light, he realized that there was a hair-thin black air lingering around the senior sister.Black makes Yu Qiuliang think of death, sin, gloom and seriousness. Most of the time, pure black is a color that cannot tolerate laughter.So, the smile he held in his mouth was fleeting, and he suddenly remembered what Yu Xiasheng said.

Gu Jia has killed someone before, perhaps, this inescapable blackness is the evidence of her crime.

He stopped smiling, but Gu Jia smiled at him instead.Perhaps because of being infected by the other party's emotions, Yu Qiuliang felt a lot more relaxed.He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone from the desk. There was still a long time before school ended. Yu Qiuliang made calculations in his mind, raised his hand and made a four to Gu Jia, and asked her to meet outside the classroom at four o'clock.

It's okay to read books for three classes and set aside one class to get in touch with Gu Jia.Yu Qiuliang might not be able to finish reading [-] volumes of books in this lifetime, but he can always cover [-] miles.God's will allowed him to see his senior, and God's will allowed him to contact Gu Jia, a character who lived in the story. He couldn't help but feel a little excited. The senior probably took him to experience a short part of the long journey.

Although more than ten years have passed, the school's timetable has not changed.The timetable of middle school is nothing more than winter and summer, because middle school students' courses are always arranged in such a rigid way, they don't need accidents, they just need to study step by step and enter a higher school.Gu Jia blinked, understood Yu Qiuliang's meaning, and waved at him, his figure faded out of the window.

Gu Jia has always thought that Yu Qiuliang is miraculous, miraculous in various aspects.Ever since she realized that Yu Qiuliang had a resurrection experience, she went to check all the information about Qiuliang.In the school, every student's privacy is locked firmly in the teacher's drawer, but the iron lock can't stop Gu Jia.She took out the report card and the personal information sheet, compared the photo with Yu Qiuliang himself, and finally confirmed that this is the magical elementary school boy.

Yu Qiuliang tried to piece together a Gu Jia with other people's words, and Gu Jia finally pieced together a Yu Qiuliang with tables and columns of data.

The spelling is incomplete, and I have to say a few more words and meet a few more times to fill in those regrettable gaps.

Gu Jia sat on the wooden chair next to the playground, watching Yu Qiuliang trot all the way, running towards her from the entrance of the playground.I don't know what excuse this kid made, maybe he doesn't need to find any excuse, there is no teacher today, and Yu Xiasheng is not here, so he doesn't need to make up a suitable reason to meet Gu Jia.

The moment he saw Gu Jia, indescribable emotions surged into Yu Qiuliang's heart.He was so curious, so even if Yu Xiasheng forbade him in every possible way, he still had to take this step.The first person to eat tomatoes is called a warrior, the first person to eat crabs probably surprised his companions in the past, and Yu Qiuliang, is he the first child who dares to talk to Gu Jia?

The excitement of crossing the red line and the tension of breaking taboos could not stop Yu Qiuliang's footsteps.He is not a puppet without self-consciousness, he clearly understands his likes and dislikes, he understands that he must listen to Gu Jia tell a story today, otherwise he will be sorry for his heroic deeds of saving the beauty.

Gu Jia spoke first, and she thanked Qiu Liang.

Yu Qiuliang licked his lips, and asked softly: "Sister, can you tell me a story?"

"I have stories. Good ones, bad ones, far and near ones, which one do you want to hear?" Gu Jia said, "I see that you like reading very much and your liberal arts grades are also very good. If there are any words in my stories that are not Dayi, I hope you don't feel disgusted."

"It doesn't matter if the words don't convey the meaning..." Yu Qiuliang tugged on his school uniform jacket, and replied somewhat cautiously, "I want to hear a story about you."