Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

It was a muggy early summer evening.

Zhao Zuo was the only one left in the classroom, and he turned down Zhanyan's invitation to go home together, saying that he had to do a few more questions.

Zhao Zuo will never forget how red the sunset glow was that day, like a flaming flame, almost burning from the sky to his heart.

Looking at the big 9:00 written on the blackboard, he felt palpitations for no reason.

That's the time for the exam tomorrow.

He also didn't understand why his heart was beating so hard, since his recent review was very good, so there shouldn't be any problems with this mock test.

After doing two pages of exercises, he looked up at the window, and the flames in the sky showed signs of being extinguished, replaced by a dark blue background.

He opened his schoolbag, took out a bunch of keys, and fell into the battle between heaven and man.

As a study committee member, Zhao Zuo has always had a good relationship with the head teacher, Lao Tao.Lao Tao often gave him the key to the grade teacher's office and asked him to go in and sort out the materials.Today, Lao Tao said that the exam papers had arrived, so he honestly returned the set of keys.

But he still has a set.When he passed by the key stand next to the vegetable market the day before yesterday, he accidentally made a set of old Tao's keys.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Zuo held the key and opened the door of the teacher's office with his waist close to the wall under the light of the rising moon.There is a safe in the corner near the rear window, where Tao usually puts his examination papers.Zhao Zuo shook his hands, tried all the keys, and finally opened the cabinet.

Sure enough, a dozen examination papers that smelled of ink were lying there quietly.

Flicking the flashlight to glance at the exam papers, all the questions he knew how to do, Zhao Zuo's palpitations finally gradually stopped.

Reassured, Zhao Zuo sorted out the examination papers neatly, put them back into the cabinet as they were, and locked it.

When he got up to go out, Leng Buding was startled by a figure leaning against the door.

"Who?" He called out pretending to be calm. He didn't think any teacher would come over at this time. Could it be the security guards coming to patrol?Finding a reason should be able to prevaricate.

With a snap, the light came on.

The man by the door put his hand on the switch and looked at him blankly.

Seeing that person's face, Zhao Zuo felt the heat from his whole body evaporate instantly, and he froze in place, unable to utter a word.

Why is he here?Did he see it?

Yan Luoqing sneered: "So that's how you got your grades."

Zhao Zuo regained his composure, and said bravely, "I'm just worried, come here and answer the questions." He muttered and added, "I just read it this time." He knew how to do those questions, this is fact.

Yan Luoqing raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, ignored him, turned off the light and went outside.

Zhao Zuo hurried forward and grabbed his hand, "Hey, do you want to read it? All tomorrow's test papers are in it."

Yan Luoqing shook off him, "Go aside."

For the first time, Zhao Zuo passed 35 exams.

It was obviously not difficult at all, but he intentionally made several big score questions wrong.

In this way, if the surname Yan exposes this matter, he can also confidently say: If I peek at the question, can I get this score?This is absolute slander!

Getting away with it shouldn't be a problem.

But, nothing happened.

Yan Luoqing did not tell the truth.

Lao Tao just sighed at his ranking, glared at him, and said, "You kid, you must have fallen in love early."

When I got home, my mother, who had received a call from Lao Tao early on, had a gloomy face and sat on the chair with a feather duster, "What's going on with 35??"

Zhao Zuo was jumping and hiding in the living room, and several places on his body were still peeled and congested by the feather duster.He finally couldn't bear it anymore and dropped his schoolbag, and yelled at his mother: "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have taken this test at all! It's all because of you! You forced me! Why don't you die!"

Zhao Zuo woke up from the dream in a cold sweat.

He was stunned for a long time before realizing that it was just a dream, and he couldn't help but wryly smiled.

It turns out that I once said such exaggerated words to my mother.He forgot.

That night, he was beaten up severely, curled up on the bed with red eyes, tore up the test papers, and his mind was full of thoughts, if only Yan Luoqing could die, if only his mother could change it. .

How ridiculous to think about it now.

How nice it would be to turn back time.

He won't peek at the papers, fail the exam, and won't be beaten. Even if he quarrels with his mother, he will never say such things.

No, if time goes back, I must respect her old man well and never quarrel with her again.

In this way, she can feel more at ease when she is sick.

My father died early, and my mother brought me up with shit and urine.

Zhao Zuo felt that he was hypocritical.

What's the use of confessing now?My mother should have been reincarnated long ago under the Nine Springs.

The eyes are hot.

He wanted to wipe his eyes with his hands, but when he moved the shackles, he realized that he was still trapped on the bed.

By the way, when did you fall asleep?How long have you slept?

I'm so hungry that I don't feel any pain.

Turning her head, Yan Luoqing lay beside her quietly as if dead, without any trace of moving.

Zhao Zuo fell into despair again: No way, are you really going to starve to death here?I go.

Apart from dying of old age and illness, he never thought of any other way to die.

If you really want to die like this, if it spreads in the future, it's not to make people laugh.

Forget it, I don't care about these things after I die.

He stared at Yan Luoqing in a daze.

Yan Luoqing's handsome facial features were covered with a layer of dead gray, and her bluish-purple lips were already chapped and peeled.

Zhao Zuo couldn't help pinching his heart: It can't be...

She moved her head to the left, pressed her face to his, and was only slightly relieved when she felt his weak breathing and warm body temperature.

He didn't move his face away, but stuck to Yan Luoqing's face like this, muttering: "Hey, I'm going to die. I was killed by you."

no respond.

I kicked hard enough that my toes hurt.

The other party still did not respond.

Zhao Zuo looked up to the sky and sighed.

Suddenly a thought exploded in my mind: By the way, human flesh.Human flesh.

Zhao Zuo looked at Yan Luoqing's face, swallowed uncontrollably and thought: Take a bite, it should feel better.Look at this meat, fresh, clean and elastic.....

Maybe he would wake up in pain while eating?

Zhao Zuo moved his face closer to Yan Luoqing again, his eyes lingering between his brows, the tip of his nose, and his lips.

After a long while, he finally slowly brought his mouth close to his lips, without biting it down, hesitated again and again, kissed him lightly, and then quickly fled away as if he was afraid of leaving evidence of crime.

What are you doing.Fuck it.

Obviously no one would see it, but Zhao Zuo's face was burning, and his eye sockets were wet, "Fuck you, I shouldn't have provoked you. You really are a fool!"

That's right, there was obviously no intersection at all.

It was just an accident that he broke himself to peek at the exam paper.

However, I kept making troubles for him with a grudge in my heart, always asking for trouble, and now I even risked my life.

It really deserves it.deserve it.

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come lol