There are scholars at home

In the spacious and bright office, there is a pot of light green succulents on the table. The tender leaves make people want to reach out and pinch them.A pair of white and slender hands were typing on the keyboard quickly. Along the thin wrists, there were rolled up cuffs of the white shirt. The clean and refreshing breath made people want to spy on his face.

The sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the floor gradually approached, followed by a knock on the door. A tall woman pushed the door in and reported with a stack of documents: "Mr. Yu, the report for this quarter has been sorted out."

The hands typing on the keyboard stopped when the door opened, raised his head, showed a clear face, smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Okay, thank you, let's leave it there and get off work first." Then he continued to be himself thing.

The woman rolled her eyes secretly, and knew it was this reaction. She leaned over a few steps and put something down, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Mr. Yu, I seem to have seen a big Benz parked downstairs just now, the license plate number is 95..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the serious-looking young man stand up abruptly, walked quickly to the window and looked downstairs. Sure enough, the car had already parked there.

The woman who reported the letter ran away quickly, "See you, Mr. Yu!"

Yu Shuyan suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, turned off the computer, punched and locked the door, and entered the elevator in one go. Looking at the number of floors that kept falling, he always felt that his heart was beating extremely fast.

That car, to be more precise, is the owner of that car, his high school classmate, and it is rare for fellow villagers and old classmates to be able to stay in the same city after graduation. Eat at home, play ball and climb mountains together...

In this way, he became more and more familiar, so familiar that he was better than all his previous friends.

When he went to work in this company two years ago, the other party came to pick him up every day. At the beginning, he always believed that the other party was "on the way".

He thought that he met a confidant and could be the best brother for the rest of his life.

As it turned out, he was too naive.

Even his assistant, the girl who just graduated and started working, can tell that the man is chasing him, so don't be too diligent in reporting him every day.

Last Sunday was Qixi Festival, and he received a confession from his best buddy.

After the initial shock and bewilderment, he thought calmly all night, recalling the details of the two of them getting along, and suddenly found that too many of his uncontrollable memories were related to each other.

So many, only him is left in the memory.

If that person falls in love with someone else and gets married, it is just a hypothesis, and the heart is full of panic and sourness of falling to the bottom.

It turned out that that feeling has long since changed.

But he was too embarrassed to say it, so after a few days of awkwardness, he still called the other party and asked the other party to come out and talk.If he was serious, he would... yes.

As usual, Yu Shuyan opened the co-pilot's door and sat in. On the driver's seat, the man reached out and handed him a cup of cold drink naturally, and said in a gentle tone, "It's so early today?"

In the past, if he worked overtime, the other party would be delayed for a while due to other matters. Now that I think about it, I'm afraid this person is waiting for him on purpose.

"Yeah." Still a little uncomfortable, he lowered his head and took a sip of the juice, and looked at this handsome and flamboyant face again. He thought that this was the appearance of the "bad, handsome and ideal boyfriend" mentioned on the Internet, and his heart beat again. Started out of control.

"Go to the old place?"

"En." Yu Shuyan replied in a low voice again. The old place is a private restaurant that both of them like to eat. The private room is very comfortable and suitable for talking about important life events.

When the car started, Yu Shuyan couldn't help but started to look at the driver again. Thinking that he had been chased for two years, his heart was inexplicably filled with a layer of subtle joy, and there was also a little sweetness and unbelievability mixed together, but the face He didn't show up, but was still drinking something calmly.

The high-cold male god in the student days is not called casually.

As soon as the car turned a corner, he could see the signboard of the private kitchen. At this moment, he felt the car body shaking suddenly, and then the sky was spinning. He shouted in a panic: "Jun Yuqian!"

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"boom!"

Quiet lunch break, but as a key class in the No. [-] Middle School, there are very few people in the classroom who really rest on their stomachs. The students are either writing hard on the mock test papers, copying notes, or memorizing words silently. The sound made everyone suddenly raise their heads and look towards the source of the sound——

Someone fell asleep and fell into the aisle?

Huh?Is it the withdrawn and high-cold student in their class who never says a word except answering the teacher's questions all day long?Immediately, the voice that wanted to laugh was suppressed, and the classmate sitting next to him hesitated for a moment, and then came to pull him, "Yu Shuyan, are you okay?"

Yu Shuyan lay on the ground, staring at the marble floor for a long time but couldn't recover, he woke up and stood up abruptly to look for Jun Yuqian, tripping himself in a hurry.

But at the corner of the table in front of him is a pile of materials with the words "College Entrance Examination", "Simulation", and "Secret Volume". Familiar desks and chairs, unfamiliar voices, how could he appear in the classroom?

The dizzying panic still weighed on his heart. The car they were riding in just had an accident, and he didn't see anything clearly, and he didn't catch anything. Is this a hallucination that appeared after he fell into a coma?What about Jun Yuqian?

Yu Shuyan was terrified and was dragged back to the stool by his classmates the whole time. If it was a hallucination, it was too real. His knees were aching, and the expressions of the classmates next to him were so vivid.

He shook his head unconsciously, said "thank you" to the person who pulled him, then opened his desk, flipped through a few notebooks on the desk, looked at the sequence equations on the blackboard, and quietly He pinched himself hard...

Next to him, the classmate who was thanked by him was stunned for a few seconds, and then he was so flattered that he didn't know how to put his hands away. He quickly took the draft and started to do the questions. His deskmate, yes, he was talking to him! !

While writing, he carefully glanced at Yu Shuyan, and when he saw the expressionless tablemate's expression changed, he suddenly fell onto the table, which made his heart jump again in fright, no, it won't break, right?

Yu Shuyan's hands were a little ruthless, tears were about to flow from the pain, and when he kept soothing the muscle that was about to bruise, the class bell rang.

He asked his deskmate in a daze, "What class?"

Lu Lin, who was doing the question quietly, was frightened again. He glanced at him with round eyes, turned around and checked the schedule several times, and said with certainty, "History class, and then two English classes."

Suddenly one day, you wake up from your former classroom with the memory of the next ten years, how does it feel?

Everything around him was as it was in his memory, Yu Shuyan clenched his little fists, he seemed to be back in the second year of high school, when he was 17 years old.

A series of youthful songs suddenly popped up in his mind, he turned his head to look for the figure, but he didn't see it after reading the next few rows, only there was an empty seat in the corner.

The famous king of skipping class should also skip class today.

He habitually touched his trouser pocket, but he didn't have a mobile phone.

He recalled that in high school, smart phones were not yet popular, and most people in the class still used flip and slide covers, and the students they brought were obediently handed over to the class teacher, and they could only get them back on weekends.

And now, he doesn't have Jun Yuqian's number either.

In other words, the two of them should not have spoken yet.

While he was in a daze, the history teacher had strode in. The middle-aged man was not tall, with thinning hair neat and shiny, and wearing gold-rimmed glasses. He stepped onto the podium and said, "Class!"

The sleepy bugs who were still clinging to the classroom were frightened vigorously, and ran away with their heads in their hands.

The sound of the stool moving was faint, and Yu Shuyan stood up in a daze, remembering that this history teacher who was called "Uncle Rob" by everyone was so kind after seeing him for many years.

He also greeted, "Teacher-hello-"

"Hi students, sit down." Teacher Luo's voice softened, and he put the handouts and textbooks aside without opening them. Then he picked up a piece of chalk and said his classic opening remarks in class, "Turn the book to page 15. , last class we talked about..."

Yu Shuyan flipped through the history book, neatly taking notes, familiar historical events, Uncle Rob's strange yet familiar emphasis, young and energetic faces around him, everything...

This unimaginable thing happened to him, and Yu Shuyan was not at peace, and unconsciously began to think about Jun Yuqian, and how he was in high school.

He remembered that Jun Yuqian was transferred from No. [-] Middle School. Their county is not too big. There are two high schools in total. Zhong Ze manages to lazily go to class and dawdle

Fighting, skipping classes, falling in love and mixing in Internet cafes, which are full of bad students who will have no future.

——The general default concept of the people in the county.

In short, when a student from No. [-] Middle School was transferred to their class, they heard that they often fought and skipped classes. Many parents were frightened and came to the school to ask for an explanation.

Jun Yuqian's grades are indeed at the bottom of the crane, but he is very popular. After class, there are a lot of friends and friends. They are like the boss of the first middle school. There are many troubles. The teachers of various subjects have a headache. Said that he dragged the whole class back, brought over the bad habits of No. [-] Middle School, a rat droppings spoiled a pot of soup, and so on.

Who would have thought that the person who everyone had a headache would become the first boss in his class to start a company after graduation.

It is still in Beijing, where the pressure of competition is so great.

Jun Yuqian, who stepped into the society, has undergone earth-shaking changes. In response to his name, he is modest, courteous, and a gentleman.

Thinking of the people in the company's evaluation of Boss Jun, such as "young and promising", "mature and charming", "handsome and rich", Yu Shuyan suddenly laughed on his stomach, his shoulders kept shaking, who would have thought that.

Who would have thought that they would become best friends, and the throbbing of being confessed still echoed clearly in his chest. When he came back here, did he ask him to come back to save the middle school boy?

Lu Lin is a bit square, won't his deskmate be stupid?Grabbing the pen and scratching his head, he wanted to ask something but didn't dare to ask.

"This is a thorough reform of the landlord class, and it is also a feudalization movement—" A chalk tip flew over in an arc, and hit Yu Shuyan on the back of the head with a "boom".

Yu Shuyan shuddered, fully awake, raised his head to meet Uncle Rob's murderous eyes, and smiled apologetically.

It was the first time in two lifetimes that I was thrown a piece of chalk, so I felt a little novelty.

At this time, most people in the class followed the movement of the chalk head, and found that they finally came to Yu Shuyan, who had always been listening carefully. Many people stretched their necks in surprise, and got a smile from Yu Shuyan.

classmates:"!!!"

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