Today's task: Raiders partner

When Liang Qing fell from the wall, Lu Hongyu held Yang Yong's hand.

He provocatively said in a voice that could only be heard by two people, "Mr. Yang, I have a friend who is very similar to you, but—"

The yard was so dark, from the screen it seemed that Lu Hongyu was kissing the side of his neck.

"But he doesn't have you..."

Lu Hongyu's words caused a commotion in the dark, but those voices were quickly cut off by sparks.

In Ren'ai School, nothing can burn, whether it is burning desire, or quenching the spark of desire.Everything must be silent.

The man was not irritated by the explicit words, he was really charming when he smiled, and those eyes seemed to be able to accept everything.

Is this how countless family members of 0327 were bewitched?

Maybe it was, the excessive tranquility almost made Lu Hongyu fall.

But fortunately, he still knew the pain. When the man grabbed his palm tightly, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The bell rang No.11, and Lu Hongyu walked towards the house with the red roof.

He knows everything here, and he can recite the activities here backwards.

There are hundreds of students with problems in Ren'ai School. They are tall, short, fat, thin, beautiful, ugly, good and evil. Looking around, there is only one thing in common - boys.

Along the way, many people cast longing gazes at Lu Hongyu, those gazes that surrounded Lu Hongyu since he was a child.

That expression is often hidden on the faces of opponents who failed to bid with Lu Hongyu, and on the faces of many employees of Qingping Group.But Lu Hongyu knew that this gaze was different from the previous ones.

The winter in Puxi is very humid, but people always feel dry when the shriveled tree shadows climb up the hard roof.

Lu Hongyu walked through the dusty lime playground, only feeling pain in the soles of his feet.His shoes didn't fit well, and the excessive friction resulted in large bloodstains.But here he is not Mr. Lu, not even Lu Hongyu.Nobody cared if he was in pain or not.

Along the way, countless eyes swept over Lu Hongyu's face, Lu Hongyu's body, and even more hidden parts.

But Liang Qing was different, Liang Qing was always looking at his ankle.Those thick but not scary ankles.

The blue veins climbing on it flicker with the footsteps, and just one blue vein can imagine the man's sweaty back and shoulder blades raised with the rhythm, like the most magnificent mountain in Puxi.

Since that night, Lu Hongyu's storage basket has always been filled with all kinds of gifts.

Sometimes it is a ring, sometimes it is an envelope, the only thing that remains the same is the clothes hidden at the bottom, like a newly baked artwork, exuding a faint aroma of saponins.

Excessive pressure has deepened the creases of the clothes, each of which shows the artist's intentions.

But unfortunately, on the road to art, the least valuable thing is hard work.

Lu Hongyu flattened them without hesitation, and when he squeezed his big hand into his pocket, he took out a plaster.

This has happened for a long time, sometimes a pin, sometimes a bottle of medicinal wine, in the pocket when the clothes have pockets, and hidden in the bottom layer of the storage box when the clothes have no pockets.

Apart from the brown of iodine and the silver of the pins, these things have no other exaggerated colors.But the most mediocre and inconspicuous colors are unexpectedly eye-catching in the layered colorful colors.

In a school full of problem teenagers, it is a terrifying thing for a stranger to persevere and do your laundry for you. Behind these hard work and resignation, there is often an unbearable extreme.

Either love you so much, or hate you so much.No matter what kind, after uncovering the coat of stealth and stealth, a terrifying thorn will be revealed.

But obviously, Lu Hongyu will never allow himself to be passive in his life.He felt that this snail brother was his kind, so he had to become Lu Hongyu's kind.

Lu Hongyu was never a ship that prayed to the God of the Sea to bless him for a moment of peace, but a fierce typhoon that overturned everything.

Lu Hongyu was tall, so he could avoid the embarrassment of being too close to a man, but he couldn't avoid the discomfort of meeting his eyes.

Lu Hongyu has worked in shopping malls for more than ten years, and he knows how to behave in the world.

But this is not Puxi's business field, he doesn't want to be the leader, so he doesn't do the best in anything, and of course, he doesn't do too badly either.

Maybe Lu Hongyu himself didn't know how much his thinking fit with Yu Shengsheng's.It wasn't until they were placed in the same situation that all this was answered.

Why does the all-powerful Yishan no longer show his sharpness after leaving the mission.Why does an all-round top student who can understand Borges' poems lose all his brilliance when he enters Anting Group.

If an eagle cannot soar over the abyss, it is meaningless to spread its wings.

Here, Lu Hongyu is not Mr. Lu. Apart from scanning his body and face with his eyes and smelling the cold breath with his nose, people can no longer understand him too much.

But such a handsome man makes plain clothes shine, and shoes that don't fit the size turn into abstract art.

Anyone can pretend that he has no interest in Lu Hongyu, but when he sets his sights on you, you can never refuse.Whether it's obsession or jealousy that drives a person.

Lu Hongyu didn't intend to look at Liang Qing, and he could only blame him for standing in the best position in the audience.

He hadn't been back to school for a week, and there was nothing special about it other than receiving presents.

He stood at the end of the central axis, but when people standing on high places looked down, they always looked into the distance.This makes vertical long distances meaningless.

Lu Hongyu knew what it meant for him to come back here.He is the biggest stain in the nursing home, and his existence has shaken the authority of the school.

Ten years ago, he was classed as a freak without any reason, and the wrinkled man holding the electric baton made his limbs twitch, like a trapped animal.

But it was such a freak who got out of this hellish cage with his own ability, and was burdened with scars and unspeakable shame, so he got along in Puxi.

And one day ten years later, time seemed to be reversed, and he was sent back here again by the same person for the same reason.His problems have not been solved from beginning to end, but he has never solved the problem and he is so successful.

Such a living example, as long as you open your mouth, it will wake up the numb beasts in the cage.As long as you move your fingers, this crowded institution of higher learning will become deserted in an instant.

Of course Lu Hongyu is not afraid, Lu Hongyu walks here, what should be afraid of is everyone who deceives himself here.

But Lu Hongyu didn't seem to have the intention to speak. He didn't resent these inconspicuous but ever-present surveillance and targeting.He knew the price to be paid for opening this door.

He hates no one, natural selection, survival of the fittest, extreme perfectionist who never tolerates flaws.

If he was the leader, he would have personally handed out the defective product ten years ago.In the face of death, everything will turn into nothingness.

But sadly, Yang Yong's father didn't realize this until his death.The same goes for Yang Yong.

In order to avoid looking directly for the fourth time, Lu Hongyu looked at the back of the boy's head.

The shattered hair blown away by the wind reminded him of Yu Shengsheng when he first met him.

Yu Shengsheng ran like this that night, his clothes were disheveled, his hair was disheveled, blood seeped through his pale trousers, and he stood in front of him like a little wolf in distress.

It's just that he faced himself directly from the beginning to the end, because of his anger and his inhumanity, he became so emboldened.

The rest of my life is 27 years old, how can I naively think that people should bow their heads when they do wrong things?

How can Yu Shengping be so sure that as long as the victim casts a questioning look, the perpetrator will one day be unable to bear the pressure and accept the punishment willingly.

Lu Hongyu smiled unconsciously. He is a scheming planner, but he never thought that one day he would sleep in the embrace of Yu Sheng, who was like a cat whose hair was blown up. The sweetness was tasted from such a disheveled, savage, yet lovely person who questioned him.

Now Lu Hongyu really misses Yu Shengping very much.

The winter in Puxi is very beautiful. There are stretches of green hills surrounding Puhai. The moist water vapor nourishes the ancient life and extinguishes the brilliance of the sun.

Yang Yong and Xiao Gui Cao Sui, so everything here is exactly the same as it was ten years ago.The youth deprived of freedom is a bird with broken wings, and the only bit of dignity left comes from the freedom at noon.

Ren'ai School is very strict about time control, from solemn regular meetings to simple washing, every second is clearly arranged.

Yang Yong has a shrewd appearance, but he does everything according to the rules.In the past ten years, the zebra crossing in Puxi has been refurbished dozens of times.But it's still the same here.

Time stands still here.

Yang Yong is very different from his father. His father has a clumsy and blunt face, and his ugly features exude an aura of evil and treachery.

But Yang Yong is different, the towering mountain roots look cold, but the bright eyes make people close.He is obviously the source of all the pain in Ren'ai School, but upon closer inspection, it's not like that.

What did Yang Yong do?

Yang Yong didn't seem to do anything.

To be fair, he even gave the teenagers a moment of dignity.

Although the sun in the sky can never warm the hearts of the people here.

The time at noon is precious, and the teenagers are Pangu who pioneered the world, with repeated bullshit theories on their heads, and endless tests and interrogations on their feet.Everything is wearing down the once tenacious will.

Ren'ai School is euphemistically called basking in the sun, but in fact, there are too few people who really sit in front of the gate and watch the sun.

Among them were Lu Hongyu and Liang Qing.

Lu Hongyu was fiddling with the ointment from this morning. The fresh dandelion turned into a wet medicine mud, lying obediently on the large bruises, moving from side to side, until the ointment and his arm were cut into two neat halves by the eaves.

Lu Hongyu never classifies things by whether he likes them or not, he prefers to use whether he likes them or not.

For example, at this moment, a sun that does not heat up is cast aside by thousands of people, but when Lu Hongyu needs light, it has value.

Maybe Liang Qing thought so too, otherwise he wouldn't have raised his head and looked at it so seriously.

The sun baked his eyes into amber, so the mountains and rivers became crystal clear.

A wild goose passed through the sky in the distance, and Yang Yong stood there on the attic opposite.

In such a place, staring at a man for a long time is tantamount to sparking fire, but Lu Hongyu still only looks at Liang Qing.

He is so fragile, a few cartons can barely cover his thin body, the feeble sun illuminates him transparently, he is so fragile, but he is so resolute when looking at the sky.

Lu Hongyu is familiar with that kind of expression, this kind of contradictory expression that is thick and fragile at the same time, often appears on Yu Shengping's face.

But Lu Hongyu knew better than anyone that everything in front of him was an illusion of nothingness.His heart never beats for just one person.

Not far away, a pair of eyes were staring at Liang Qing. After a long time, he said in a deep voice, "Start the endurance test in advance, and focus on 0327."