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The two went to Xuezilin. Except for the lively couples at night when they came for a date, no one left during the day. It was a very good place for heart-to-heart talks.

He Jiu sat on a stone bench in the student forest, listening to cicadas singing, bugs flying in front of his eyes, and mosquitoes on his arms, deeply feeling the strength of the couples in the third middle school.

To be able to talk about love in this environment is definitely true love.

"Here, soy milk."

After being bitten five times on the arm by mosquitoes, Xu Xie came back with two bottles of soy milk.

He Jie took the soy milk he handed over, and showed him the neat row of red envelopes on his arm: "Can we chat in another place? I'm about to be bitten to death."

"At mealtime, there are people everywhere, bear with it." Xu Xie sat beside him, unscrewed the cap of the soy milk bottle and took a big gulp.

"Let's just talk about our affairs, what's the matter with the number of people? Where is the chat?" He Jing didn't quite understand.

"Ah... I thought you would tell me something secret, and I thought it wouldn't be good if others heard it." Xu Xie swallowed the soy milk in his mouth, glanced into the distance, and then turned his gaze back Xiang He studied, paused for a while and said, "Isn't it?"

He Jie paused when he twisted the lid, and smiled lightly after a while: "When did you understand me so well?"

"Guess." Xu Xie said, "A man's intuition."

The cicadas echoed rhythmically around the two of them, and then stopped abruptly.

"Do you still remember the time when we first met?" Xu Xie looked down, caught a glimpse of the soy milk in his hand, seemed to recall something, and suddenly began to recall the past, "At that time, you just moved to our area. Very well, you don't take any reason to talk to you."

"Have you?" He Ge followed his words and found himself in the corner of his memory at that time, "Oh, I remember...don't just talk nonsense because I can't remember clearly, when you were six or seven years old... Son Tianpi, who always patrols the streets like a bully organization, who sees you and is afraid to stay away? I was so shy at that time, how dare you speak when you are so vicious."

"It's as if you are pure." Xu Xie glanced at him contemptuously, "Didn't you join us in the back? The street patrol insisted on walking at the forefront, lest others would not know that you are just like us."

"It's Yu You's fault, the witty words, I praised you as good people." He Jie replied without thinking too much, and finally closed his mouth a little embarrassingly, knocked on the stone bench lightly with the soy milk bottle, and did not speak up.

"Yu You is famous for being able to talk, and he is also cute." Xu Xie said, "Aren't you too? Out of a few people, he is the closest to him. The time I remember most is when he wanted to drink soy milk, and then The supermarkets on the Internet are all sold out, and you have traveled half of the city to buy it for him... just the kind we drink now."

He Jiu's heart moved, the soy milk in his hand seemed to be endowed with special meaning for a moment, and what surprised him even more was what Xu Xie said, which made him vaguely feel that the other party seemed to have noticed something.

He turned his head to look at the young man who was many times smarter than the rest of them, and suddenly felt that his throat was dry, so that he couldn't speak out the question that came to his mouth.

Xu Xie raised her head and drank the last sip of soy milk in the bottle, pursed her lips, smiled after a moment of silence, and looked at He Jing: "It's strange to say, but I just realized it... Boss He, you ...Do you like Yu You?"

Under his gaze, He Jiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to say something, but after opening for a long time, he didn't utter a single syllable.

The chirping of cicadas suddenly began to resound again.The two looked at each other, whether it was a tug-of-war or a confrontation for a long time, He Jie first looked away.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the ground: "...how did you tell?"

Xu Xie took the empty soy milk bottle and moved over to touch He Jing's still full bottle.With a crisp "ding", He Jie raised his eyes and met Xu Xie's sly eyes: "The intuition of the same kind of people."

The two of them held back the things in their hearts for a long time, and suddenly found someone to confide in, and they chatted for a long time without knowing it.

It wasn't until Fang Zhi sent a message asking where Xu Xie was that the two of them ended the conversation.

Before parting, He Ge shook the empty soy milk bottle in his hand and asked Xu Xie, "Will you tell him about this?"

"No." Xu Xie didn't hesitate much, and after a while he smiled wryly, "I'm afraid that people will be scared away... Who can say for sure about this, if it ends up being so ugly that you don't even have friends to do .”

It should not be difficult to restrain and bury this matter in your heart for a lifetime.

What's more, He Jing only took a small step of probing, and he and Yu You became the current tit-for-tat situation.The lessons learned from the past were right in front of him, forcing him to be more cautious.

It should not be greedy, it is enough to maintain the status quo.

It is enough to maintain a "friend" and "brother" relationship with Fang Zhi, to be by his side, to accompany him all the way.

As for taking a step closer, he fearfully dared not try again. Compared to his own relationship ending without a problem, it was obviously more unacceptable not to be close to Fang Zhi.

The things in his heart were a little sad, so when he saw Fang Zhi, his expression should not be very good, otherwise the little boy wouldn't frown after a few seconds of pause, and ask him softly if he had a quarrel with He Jing.

"It's not noisy." Xu Xie explained, and walked to the teaching building with him, "How is it? Does that side suit your appetite?"

"You still have the nerve to say it." Fang Zhi rolled his eyes at him, "I promised to invite me, but I ran away halfway, and I ran for half an hour. I still pay for it myself."

"Really? Boss Wang asked you to pay? So you don't give me face?"

"Tch." Fang Zhi sneered, "According to his posture of holding on to me, you may not have enough face."

Xu Xie was in a better mood, raised the corners of his mouth and was about to say something, when Fang Zhi pulled out his hand from his pocket and handed a bag of bread to him.

He lowered his eyes, staring at the slender and white hand in a daze, and suddenly felt that He Ji's rhetorical question "Can you bear it?" was very far-sighted.

Just like now, he couldn't bear it a little bit.

So he stretched out his hand, and before Fang Zhi could ask, he purposely wiped his fingertips and took the bread.

While tearing off the packing bag, he did not forget to verbally take advantage of it: "Are you afraid that I will be hungry... Why does Brother Fang love me so much?"

Fang Zhi was rubbing his fingertips to recall, when he suddenly heard this sentence, his ears felt hot, he turned his head to look at the mottled sycamore tree shadow on the wall with some embarrassment, looked at it for a few seconds, then turned back, his eyes fell on Xu Xie holding the hand On Bread's finger, there was a slight "ang" sound.

After answering, I felt ashamed again, and raised my voice trying to hide it: "Hurry up and eat, class is coming."

Brother Xu couldn't swallow the bread in his mouth, so he smiled at Fang Zhi with his puffy cheeks, "Come on!"

The farewell party came to a successful conclusion. The part of Fang Zhi playing the harmonica was made into a small video and posted on the Internet. Because of the coexistence of appearance and technology, it immediately attracted a lot of attention.

However, Fang, the party concerned, was invited to the Academic Affairs Office on the second day after the farewell party was over because he did not abide by the school rules.

Fang Zhi stood in front of Lao Han, with Xu Xie on his left who looked meaningless, and Jiang An on his right who was hanging his head and pretending to be introspective, sandwiched between the two leaders, he suddenly felt wronged.

"You two, just rely on your good grades to do whatever you want, right? Ah? You're using school discipline and school rules as a display, right?" Lao Han cursed with trembling voice, then raised his eyes and caught sight of the two The top student looked absent-minded, and was instantly choked by a stale air in his chest that couldn't rise or fall.

So he turned around and looked at Jiang An, who was wandering beside him: "And you! What are you messing around with? Did you get your grades? Did you finish the test paper? Did you understand the class? You don't do business every day, these nonsense It's you every time!"

Jiang An innocently glanced at Laohan who was getting more and more angry, not understanding why he suddenly became the focus of being scolded.

"Okay, a thousand-word review per person, hand it over to me before next Friday." Old Du was so angry that he let him go after a few curses before, but this time he didn't drink a whole cup of chrysanthemum tea. After calming down, the punishment was added after scolding.

Jiang An, as the focus of anger, was scolded by Lao Han, and he bowed his head in response and went out.

Xu Xie pushed Fang Zhi to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Lao Han: "You two wait a moment, we have business to do."

"A promotional video?"

After the morning exercises between classes, Xu Xie appeared in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High with a piece of paper and a pen, and occupied Chen Mushu's place openly, turned around and lay face to face with Fang Zhi on Fang Zhi's desk to write the self-criticism.

As long as Chen Mushu has a mobile phone, he can live anywhere.He squatted in the aisle, manipulating the virtual characters on his phone to kill all directions, while absently repeating the last few words of what Xu Xie just said, perfunctorily puzzled.

Xu Xie glanced at him, and suddenly missed Jiang An who was very interested in everything.

Thinking of Cao Cao Cao Cao, he had just started to write two characters when Jiang An entered the classroom with a sausage in his mouth and a bag of snacks.

With sharp eyes, he saw Xu Xie at a glance.He took out a few packs of spicy sticks from the snack bag in his hand, then threw the rest to Yan Qing, and Pidiandian ran over to join in the fun: "What are you talking about... Hey, you two haven't finished your review yet?"

This troublemaker who has written countless self-criticisms since he was a high school has rich experience, and it is effortless to write self-criticisms.He pulled a chair and sat next to Chen Mushu, and taught the two big bosses who had been holding back for a long time to write half a page of paper: "Review, the structure is the same, first write what mistakes you have made, and then confess, how can you be specific? How come, what are you sorry for the teacher's teaching, etc. Finally, write a promise, and then write something to thank the teacher for thanking the school, the number of words is basically enough."

Fang Zhi was sipping warm milk in his mouth, pinched the tip of the pen, looked at the paper in front of him that covered everything Jiang An said but still only had a few lines, and rubbed his hair irritably.

Xu Xie also had a sad face: "Why is this thing more difficult to write than a composition?"

"If you can't, just find Du Niang." Jiang An looked at the two of them sympathetically, "Anyway, the old man won't take it seriously."

Fang Zhi was silent for two seconds, then decisively took out his phone and started searching.

Xu Xie temporarily took a break from what she was doing, unwrapped a pack of spicy sticks, and pretended to be casual while chewing: "Let's try to finish writing today, otherwise we won't have time to write in two days."

Jiang An was hooked as soon as he heard it, and asked, "Why? Is there something going on in two days?"

Mr. Xu succeeded in his scheme, pretended to be natural, and showed off in a low-key way: "Ham, it's not a big deal, but Lao Han said that the school arranged for us to shoot a video in two days and post it on the school's official website for publicity."

At the end, I deliberately emphasized it again: "Brother Fang and I, it's just us."

Hearing this, Fang Zhi, who was swiping his mobile phone to find the review template, stopped, his heart itch for some reason because of his emphasis.

Jiang An lived up to Xu Xie's expectations, and immediately yelled, "Fuck? A promotional video?!"

Those who stayed in the classroom to study between classes cast inquiring eyes one after another.

Fang Zhi couldn't bear this kind of staring, so he scolded Jiang An softly: "Be quiet, it's not something to make a fuss about."

"That's right, what are you doing so loudly?" Xu Xie achieved his goal, turned his head and threw Jiang Toolman aside, standing in the united front with Fang Zhi and condemning him with peace of mind.

Fang Zhi rolled his eyes silently.

A certain Internet-addicted teenager surnamed Chen finished a game, was stunned for a while, and followed the topic of several people belatedly: "When will the filming be? Are there any extras? Add me."

Jiang An immediately followed: "Add me too."

"It's not up to us to decide this matter." Xu Xie twirled the pen with his fingertips, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "Old Han said that the video of Brother Fang playing the harmonica was very popular on the Internet, and the school wanted to make a film while the iron was hot." Promote the video and make the school famous."

Jiang An thought for a while, and asked a disrespectful question: "...What about you? Why were you selected?"

"Me?" Xu Xie smiled, "Brother Fang and I are a perfect match!"