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When the monitor of the opposite class was picking up the test paper, Xie Jiangyue handed Song Ciran a small note.Of course, Xie Jiangyue didn't want to bring this note to Song Ciran, she called the name and wanted to send the note to Qiu Liang.Song Ciran held the small note, stared suspiciously at the competitor in the opposite class, looked him up and down a few times, and then muttered softly, picked up the paper and went back to work.Xie Jiangyue didn't know anyone well, God knows how she knew Yu Qiuliang, and where did she get Yu Qiuliang's contact information.

Yu Qiuliang didn't know anything about Xie Jiangyue's note, he only vaguely remembered a few voice messages from the other party, as if asking him to meet somewhere.Yu Qiuliang would not go to an invitation from someone with unknown origins or an unfamiliar location, and he always felt that Xie Jiangyue had found the wrong person, and maybe the person the other party wanted to ask out in the first place was not him at all.

After not coming to school for an afternoon, most of the fudge hidden in the desk was gone. Yu Qiuliang reached out and was surprised to find that the candy bag had bottomed out.He intuitively felt that this was a good thing Song Ciran did, and Song Ciran would steal his candy all day long.

Forget it, let him eat it secretly. In a few months, he won't even be able to eat it secretly.Yu Qiuliang felt a bit complicated when he thought of the approaching college entrance examination.He was vaguely excited to be able to leave middle school, but leaving middle school also meant that he would be separated from everything in the past.Such a statement seems too absolute, but it is actually the case. How many people can remain unchanged after parting?Everyone is subject to change, maybe for the worse, maybe for the better.Nobody stays the same forever.

People are living on a lonely road full of variables. On this road, no one will accompany anyone to the end.The uncontrollable separation and inescapable life and death have added many forks to this road. Every time a fork is passed, a person will disappear.Some people can only be seen once in a lifetime.Yu Qiuliang reached into the desk, but didn't touch his candy.At the deepest part of his desk, there is a small box hidden behind a pile of notebooks. He knows that Song Ciran will not dig so deep, so he puts the box here with confidence.This is the gift he is going to give Song Ciran, although he does not know when it will be delivered.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, Yu Qiuliang just hummed twice, when he thought of Song Ciran's name, a big face suddenly appeared in front of him.Song Ciran stood behind him, hung his head upside down, and appeared like a female ghost.If Yu Qiuliang hadn't died a long time ago, he would have been scared to death at this moment, but he was embarrassed to laugh when he saw Yu Qiuliang's dumbfounded expression.

"Someone gave it to you." Song Ciran put a small note on top of Yu Qiuliang's head, and Yu Qiuliang carefully reached out to take it.At first he thought it was the gang of mischievous students in the school asking him to play tricks on others, but when he unfolded the note, he found that the writing on it was beautiful, and the content written was not an unscrupulous commission.

The other party asked him to meet on the playground after school, but he didn't know what to say.

"Who is it?" Yu Qiuliang looked through the small note several times, but couldn't find a sign.Sending letters to others without writing your name, who the hell knows who you are?Yu Qiuliang casually rolled the note into a ball, and raised his hand to throw it away, when Song Ciran answered his words: "Thank you Jiangyue for giving it to you."

Xie Jiangyue?It turned out that she was so wicked that she made an appointment with someone else once, and wanted to do it again.

Then why is she asking someone out?

Yu Qiuliang paused for a few seconds, and finally threw the little ball of paper into the trash can.He didn't really want to go to the appointment, after all, he didn't know Xie Jiangyue well.Yu Xiasheng had reminded him some time ago that he must never go out with strangers recently. At that time, Yu Qiuliang thought that Yu Xiasheng was worrying unnecessarily, worrying about impossible things all day long, but now looking back at what Yu Xiasheng said, Yu Qiuliang Qiu Liang had to feel that he was quite foresight.

People who can be good managers are generally far-sighted, and Yu Xiasheng is a typical example.Yu Qiuliang thought about his own heart and knowledge, and silently lay down on the table.

Song Ciran came back after distributing the papers, and Yu Qiuliang kept ringing in his ears.Yu Qiuliang sometimes felt that he was chattering like an annoying big crow, but sometimes he thought his speech was nice - it all depended on what Song Ciran said at that time.If Yu Qiuliang likes to listen to what he says, he is a cute little lark, and if Yu Qiuliang doesn't like what he says, he is a crow.At this moment, Yu Qiuliang felt that he was a crow, because he kept saying Xie Jiangyue's name, and asked Yu Qiuliang whether he would go to the playground or not.

"Go to hell." Yu Qiuliang kicked him angrily, "Don't say a few words and no one will treat you as dumb."

"You didn't even go when she came to you?" Song Ciran was incredulous, "Isn't that good?"

"What's wrong? Meeting someone you don't know alone is a fool." Yu Qiuliang moved and buried half of his face in his arms.He had been busy all day, packing up all kinds of things and sorting out all kinds of notes, and he was so tired that he didn't want to open his eyes or speak.When people are really exhausted to the extreme, it is impossible for them to suffer from insomnia. They wish they could die on the spot, and if they never open their eyes again, how can they not fall asleep?

Song Ciran continued nagging for a while, and suddenly realized that Yu Qiuliang seemed to have been quiet for a long time.He leaned over to take a closer look and found that the man had indeed fallen asleep again.Yu Qiuliang slept late recently, with two dark circles on his face, Song Ciran clicked his tongue twice, feeling that his friend has been haggard in recent days.

Indeed, Yu Qiuliang's sleep quality has been very poor recently, because when he fell asleep, a strange man with a huge fish head would appear in his dream.This fish head monster, like the kitchen knife ghost, might become one of the most terrifying psychological shadows in his life.

When he was dreaming, he was hacked by the evil ghost with a kitchen knife, and his flesh was bitten off by the fish-head monster. Yu Qiuliang didn't know what evil he had done. Why is he so pitiful?Not long after he fell asleep on the table, his chest became unbearably tight, and his heart throbbed with pain. He couldn't sleep anymore, so he had to force himself to get up.Fortunately, school was almost over, so he started to pack his schoolbag, and when the bell rang, he and Song Ciran were the first to slip away.

The history teacher also noticed the watch on the wall, and when Yu Qiuliang saw her, he also started to pack his bag.The teachers hate making up lessons, the hate is obvious, the students hate making up lessons, and the hate is even more obvious, but the school leaders go to such lengths, stuffing a group of people who don't want to make up lessons into the classroom, forcing them to brush up on the questions during the holiday Crazy.

Not long after, familiar music flew out from the radio, and Yu Qiuliang stood up abruptly, but remained motionless like a wooden man.His expression was dull, his eyes were dull, and he looked sleepy and stupid.Song Ciran packed his schoolbag and stood up at the same time, then he followed the other party and walked out the door in a daze.

There were a few girls from other classes standing outside, Yu Qiuliang glanced at it before turning a corner and going downstairs.These girls always go in groups and don't know what they can do when they are together.Yu Qiuliang doesn't think it's particularly fun to chat with a group of people, unless they are a large group of people who are familiar with each other and have a strong relationship.

Seeing him come out, the girls' conversation became louder.Before Yu Qiuliang went downstairs, a girl in the crowd took a big step and stopped him.

Yu Qiuliang looked up and saw a familiar face.

"Hello." The girl with two short hair stretched out her hand to him, "I'm Xie Jiangyue."

"..." Yu Qiuliang didn't know what expression to put on, and after tens of seconds, he replied stiffly, "Hello."

Xie Jiangyue probably expected that he would not go to the playground, so he was here to block him.Also, the distance to meet here is much shorter than going to the playground.Yu Qiuliang was in a trance, feeling that he was becoming more and more dull.One of the disadvantages of staying up late is that his reaction slows down. It seems that he suffered from staying up late. From now on, he must go to bed early to ensure that his IQ is always at a normal level.

"I'm leaving first?" Song Ciran saw the two of them staring at each other, inexplicably embarrassed, but just as he was about to leave, Yu Qiuliang suddenly grabbed his wrist and dragged him back.

"Don't go." Yu Qiuliang whispered, "Wait for me."

Yu Xiasheng clicked on the email sent by Du Xiaoyuan. Under the wireless network, the picture was loaded quickly, and a large high-definition and colorful picture came into his eyes.He looked at the picture, then at the snack in his hand, finally put the snack down helplessly, and sat down in front of the computer desk.

Sure enough, you shouldn't be gluttonous when you're working, and voila, retribution is coming.

What kind of disgusting thing is this sent by Du Xiaoyuan?Yu Xiasheng endured the discomfort, zoomed in and zoomed in on the picture, and looked at it from left to right, top to bottom, from beginning to end, before he could barely recall what it was.

"Dead?" Yu Xiasheng sent two words to Du Xiaoyuan, with a question mark attached.

Under Du Xiaoyuan's avatar, "typing" was displayed, and soon, a reply was sent: "If you waste your mother, are you blind and can't see? Can you live with your head and body separated?"

She typed extremely fast, in stark contrast to Yu Xiasheng.Yu Xiasheng was silent for a moment, then changed the subject: "Where did he die?"

He couldn't type faster than Du Xiaoyuan, couldn't beat Du Xiaoyuan in more curse words, and couldn't even suppress Du Xiaoyuan's volume. Therefore, he couldn't quarrel with this woman, no matter what method he used.

"Are you blind?" Du Xiaoyuan scolded him again, "It's been a while since you went to inspect, and you're an idiot? Isn't this by the river?"

Yu Xiasheng: "..."

Du Xiaoyuan is always the one who often uses his violent temper to firmly control the right to speak.

Before they finished speaking, Lu Huaiming suddenly spoke.It's not that Lu Huaiming is not used to the new generation of artificial intelligence, but he doesn't like to chat in this way. Every time he appears, he sends documents to the group, either to report work, or to show Yu Xiasheng the information.This time, what he put into the group was a document. Yu Xiasheng rubbed his head and opened the document, and found that he had listed the detailed information of the monster lying dead on the river bank, and wrote several articles in a profuse manner.

This must not be written by him, it is probably Chu Xiaohan's masterpiece.When Yu Xiasheng saw so many words, his eyes became dizzy with discomfort, and he immediately asked, "Write so much again? Comrade Chu Xiaohan, let me interview you. Every document is like this, so you don't feel tired." ?"

"Sister Du said that if you don't write it in detail, some people won't remember it." Chu Xiaohan's answer was very subtle, but anyone with a brain would understand who Du Xiaoyuan was referring to.Yu Xiasheng coughed twice in embarrassment, picked up the water glass, reopened the document, and concentrated on studying it.He was embarrassed, not for anything else, but because he had forgotten most of the information about the monster.

Although the information in the document is not small, it is not a lot.Yu Xiasheng had ten lines at a glance, and after browsing through it in a hurry, he still felt that there was nothing to remember.He picked up his water glass, circled around the desk twice, and his eyes fell on the scarf and windbreaker.

Ten minutes later, Yu Qiuliang's phone vibrated. He took out the phone and saw that it was Yu Xiasheng who had sent a message.

"I'm busy tonight, come back early."

"Please bring the subject with you when you speak next time." Yu Qiuliang replied, "You won't be tired if you type two more words."