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"Make up lessons every day, except for class." Song Ciran slapped his pen down, refusing to move the paper in front of him.The winter vacation of middle school students is short, not even 30 days, but the short vacation of senior high school students has to be taken up by make-up classes. Now, their vacation is only six or seven days before the Chinese New Year.If it's just making up lessons, it's fine. At worst, they skip school and go home to sleep with their heads covered. But the school leaders don't know what kind of tricks they have, and they ask the students to take exams every day.No matter how good the mentality of the students is, they will be driven crazy by the endless exams.

Song Ciran was one of them who was driven crazy. Seeing the holiday approaching, he didn't feel any relief in his heart. He just felt tired, very tired, the kind of tiredness that was almost dead.He wished he could tear up the paper in front of him, so that all the political history would get out of his sight, but he couldn't do this, because the paper had to be scored and had to be handed in after it was finished.

On this point, Yu Qiuliang's mentality was much stronger than his.Regardless of whether he ranked or graded, he would not hand in any papers that Yu Qiuliang didn't want to write.Of course, he still has to write the papers for the mid-term and final exams and the monthly exams, but after a semester, he may only do those few papers.

At the moment when the deskmate was driven crazy by the comprehensive essay exam, Yu Qiuliang was hiding behind the pile of books and playing with his mobile phone.Middle school students are actually a very boring group, and when they are bored, no matter what is on the phone, they just want to look at the phone.While staring at the screen, Yu Qiuliang took candy from the desk. He bought a lot of fudge and put it in the desk as food reserve.At present, he has cleared more than half of the books on his desk, and he uses all the remaining space to put his fudge, and eat a few while playing with his mobile phone, so happy.

"Do you still eat candy?" Song Ciran couldn't eat candy himself, so he deliberately disturbed Yu Qiuliang to eat, "Eat so much, be careful of tooth decay."

Yu Qiuliang's cheeks were tired from chewing. Hearing what he said, he felt that he had eaten too much candy, so he reluctantly put down the sugar bag.His mouth suddenly became empty, and he felt an unprecedented sense of emptiness and boredom. He sighed and lay down on the table.

Middle school students are indeed a very boring group. Yu Qiuliang and Song Ciran didn't want to come to class in the afternoon, so they hastily decided to plan a truancy at noon, but after they skipped class, they didn't know what to do, so they had to wrap themselves up and wander on the street.Yu Qiuliang was afraid of meeting Yu Xiasheng or Lu Huaiming who were elusive, so he wrapped himself up so that only a little skin was exposed, and even wore a pair of big sunglasses to cover his eyes.

They didn't look like high school students who came out to play, but like two sneaky fugitives.A high school student who plays truant is not a fugitive?But they shouldn't have made up lessons in the first place, it was obvious that the school took up their time.

Yeah!Yu Qiuliang was filled with righteous indignation, feeling that the school was like a cruel oppressor and exploiter, sparing no effort to oppress their students.He was persuaded by his fallacious reasoning, and felt that skipping school during the holidays was completely justified, and he was resisting the school's hegemony.

Oppose hegemonism and resolutely defend peace.Protect human rights, call for freedom.Yu Qiuliang stomped his feet and shook off the dead leaf on his feet, feeling that his personality had been elevated to an unprecedented height.Today, he is a fighter for freedom.

In the cold weather, there were still people setting up stalls on the side of the road, and Yu Qiuliang saw the old man sitting on the curb from a long distance away.The old man was wearing a gray hat. In fact, the hat might not be gray, but it was so old and gray that the original color could not be seen.

The old man sat for a while, then closed the stall and walked back slowly. He was probably a nearby resident, and there were many old people living in this area.The aging residential area is the best match for the aging human beings, who grow old and gradually go to destruction together in the years.Old buildings will be demolished and rebuilt one day, and old human beings will die one day.Buildings can be rebuilt, but people cannot be reborn. This is the greatest tragedy of the living.

To be able to come back from the dead, Yu Qiuliang felt that his luck was probably one of the best.He doesn't hate living so much. When he finds the meaning of living and knows how happy life is, he doesn't want to die.It's better to be alive, there is a good saying: As long as you are alive, there are infinite possibilities.

Yu Qiuliang was lost in thought when suddenly someone bumped his right shoulder lightly.He turned his head in surprise and found that it was a girl passing him by on the narrow path.The girl was about their age, and it was not known whether she was skipping classes like them.

This girl looks very well-behaved, she doesn't look like the kind of student who would skip classes, she should sit in the classroom well-behaved and act according to the school's arrangements.But judging a person by appearance is the most unreliable, Yu Qiuliang rubbed his chin and thought about it, and he still preferred her to skip class.

However, what if it is a sophomore in high school?Yu Qiuliang stared at the girl's figure intently, and the more he looked at her, the more familiar she became.Where did you see her?Is she a student at the same school as them?

Suddenly, Yu Qiuliang's footsteps stopped and he was shocked.He saw that the girl's hair was two short and messy.He thought it might be shit luck, and he found a suspect by accident.

Song Ciran's cell phone rang, reminding him to go home on time.He stretched his waist, hooked Yu Qiuliang's shoulder and said a few more words, then turned around and went home slowly.Yu Qiuliang looked at his friend, and then at the girl walking in front. For some reason, the girl walked uncomfortably, as if deliberately asking him to follow.

To follow, or not to follow?This is a big problem.Yu Qiuliang didn't think it would be beneficial for him to fight alone, even though there was nowhere to hide from demons and ghosts in broad daylight, he couldn't be sure if this girl had an accomplice, whether her accomplice was a ghost or a human.However, calling Yu Xiasheng right now doesn't seem to work.Yu Qiuliang followed the girl and walked forward for a while, and decided to follow her to see where she was going, and if the situation was not good, he would quickly put oil on the soles of his feet and run away.

The girl walked unhurriedly in front, and Yu Qiuliang followed behind unhurriedly.With his appearance, onlookers might think that he is some kind of perverted stalker who specially picks on female students.

The girl turned several corners, from one neighborhood to another, and Yu Qiuliang followed her around in circles.After a while, Yu Qiuliang sensed that something was wrong. The girl clearly knew that he was following her, and deliberately dragged him around here.

Sure enough, when they turned another corner, the girl walking in front suddenly turned around and smiled at Yu Qiuliang: "What are you doing with me?"

"..." Yu Qiuliang was speechless for a while.How can I say it so that I can appear more reasonable?It is definitely not easy to express his true inner thoughts directly. If he admits the wrong person and mistakenly treats an innocent person as a criminal, wouldn't it be embarrassing?He took a step back, intending to be a coward and run away.

Seeing that he was about to run, the other party pressed him step by step and cornered him.Yu Qiuliang was not familiar with the terrain here, and was still retreating, until his back hit a solid wall, and he suddenly realized that he had no way out.He is a ghost, but this girl is scarier than him. For the first time in his life, he has the feeling of meeting his opponent.

Looking closer, Yu Qiuliang realized that the girl was very beautiful.Although he doesn't like little girls, he is not ignorant of beauty, he can still tell the difference between good-looking and bad.The girl in front of her had a pair of almond eyes, which were watery and really pretty, and the corners of her mouth were naturally curved up like a smile, adding a bit of color to her face.She stared straight at Yu Qiuliang, causing Yu Qiuliang to look away a little at a loss.

"What are you doing with me?" the girl asked again. "Have you seen me at school?"

Yu Qiuliang couldn't hold back, and asked instead: "I met you in school, so can I follow you?"

As soon as the words fell, he wanted to slap himself with a backhand.In fact, he shouldn't have answered the girl's words, who knows if she was trying to make a routine and ask something out of his mouth.

However, the girl didn't respond in particular. She turned to the other side, met Yu Qiuliang's eyes, and said softly, "I saw you at school."

Could it be that she made a mistake, that she and herself are alumni of the same school?Yu Qiuliang frowned.However, if she is making up nonsense, it can be justified. After all, where has she seen it before?If she saw herself in the cold storage, but insisted that she saw her in the school, and believed her words at this moment, wouldn't she be deceived?

Yu Qiuliang learned his lesson, he shut up.

The girl stepped back a little bit, and wanted to say a few more words, but Yu Qiuliang took advantage of her unpreparedness, turned around and ran through the small door next to her. Her words were held in her stomach, and she couldn't say them to a wall. Had to smile helplessly.

It gets dark early in winter, and when Yu Qiuliang returned home, it was completely dark.The voice-activated lights in the corridor were broken again, and the small and dark space was like a coffin, so stuffy that Yu Qiuliang felt uncomfortable all over.He turned on his phone, and opened the door with the faint light. A warm light came through the door, and he was home.

Yu Xiasheng was lying on the sofa taking a nap. He was tired all day and finally got off work. As soon as he got home, he couldn't wait to lie down.The sound of Yu Qiuliang opening the door was so low that Yu Xiasheng didn't hear it. He didn't realize it until the restaurant's lights dimmed, and quietly opened his eyes.

When he came home, he forgot to close the window of the balcony. At this moment, the cold wind invaded, blowing the top of his head.Yu Qiuliang tiptoed to the balcony, closed the window for Yu Xiasheng, went back to the bedroom, took the quilt, covered Yu Xiasheng's body, and thoughtfully changed his shoes.The appearance of this virtuous wife and loving mother is completely different from the usual mischievous brat, Yu Xiasheng didn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Hearing his laugh, Yu Qiuliang knew that he was not asleep.The old ghost is really bored, no matter how old he is, he still plays this kind of tricks with others.Yu Qiuliang sat on the edge of the sofa, stretched out his hands to pinch Yu Xiasheng's cheeks and pulled them from side to side, and deliberately said, "You're getting fat."

Yu Xiasheng is so busy every day, why is he as fat as he said?Yu Qiuliang was talking nonsense with his eyes open, deliberately burying people here.Knowing his intentions, he will no longer be concerned about his words, Yu Xiasheng only thinks he is talking nonsense, after all the facts are in front of him, nine out of ten sentences Yu Qiuliang said, nine out of nine are false.

"You're getting fat too." Yu Xia moved vividly, and suddenly reached out and twisted Qiu Liang's waist, "Eat less."

The expression on his face was extremely serious, not like a fake, Yu Qiuliang believed it, and wanted to run back to the bedroom to take out his magic weapon - the weighing scale.He hasn't used this scale a few times since he bought it, and finally remembered to use it today.The moment he turned to leave, he heard Yu Xiasheng's dull laughter covered under the quilt.

What are you laughing at? What's so funny?Yu Qiuliang thought angrily.

Yu Xiasheng has also learned to open his mouth to tell nonsense, he just opens his mouth to tell lies now.Yu Qiuliang stared blankly at the familiar numbers on the scale, and felt that he was gratified to eat so much sugar every day and still not gain weight.

Jumping off the weighing scale, Yu Qiuliang stood on the floor with bare feet. Suddenly, he found his mobile phone lying on the bed shining alone, and he didn't know who sent him a message.At first he thought it was Song Ciran who came to gossip with him after he got home, but when he took a closer look, he found a friend request displayed on the screen.

Yu Qiuliang, who hadn't added a new friend in 800 years, was stunned.He doesn't know many people, and he doesn't like to engage in those miscellaneous exchanges. Who would come to add him as friends?He clicked on the request to take a closer look, and found that the other party had filled out a note, which was a familiar yet unfamiliar name.

"Fuck!" Yu Qiuliang jumped up, he hurriedly passed the other party's addition request, and made a voice call to Song Ciran.

"What are you doing!" Song Ciran answered the phone, opened his mouth and slapped Yu Qiuliang head and face.Not long after he lay down and slept, Yu Qiuliang woke him up with a phone call, and his anger exploded when he woke up.

His attitude was not very good, but Yu Qiuliang didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and continued on his own: "The school committee of the opposite class suddenly added me as a friend, what do you think she wants to do?"

"The school committee member of the opposite class? Who is it?" As a well-known cadre of the salted fish class, Song Ciran was really salty fish.He often goes to meetings with several school committee members in the opposite class, but who knows that he can't even recognize anyone until now.Yu Qiuliang rolled his eyes and reminded him: "Xie Jiangyue!"

"What! What's her purpose! Aiqing tell me quickly!" Song Ciran came to his senses in an instant, possessed of drama, "Does she want to disrupt our review plan and make us fail in the entrance exam?"