The school grass is teased every day [rebirth]

"Four highs? Isn't that a noble school? The tuition fees are very expensive, and the students are still very naughty."

"Xu Ling is the best child I have ever raised, there is no doubt about it, but, as a parent, you should also consider the impact of the environment on your child. With his current grades, it is definitely the school that is rushing to study in a domestic university. "

"Lingling, you are a good boy. Do you know what the students there do all day long? Smoking, drinking, racing cars, tattoos...everything. The teacher is worried about you. Even if you want to transfer, don't transfer there. There."

When the head teacher saw his transfer application form on the table, his expression was not very good.

The transfer procedure was unexpectedly troublesome.

A form needs to be signed by the class teacher, the dean, and the headmaster. If he had known so many procedures earlier, he would have chosen to study directly in the freshman year instead of now.

It's a pity that he didn't know the whereabouts of that person until the third year of high school.

In the teacher's office, Xu Ling was carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder. She was tall and had long legs. The collar of her school uniform jacket was pulled up, slightly covering her chin. Her black eyelashes were lowered. There was only one name on the phone screen in her hand:

Xie Zeyue.

There are too many people with the same name and surname in the world. Although his family is small and rich, it is still difficult to find someone.Searching for his name after rebirth has become an instinct. There are too many people with this name, including engineers, and registered company CEOs in their 30s. There are so many people's names on the browser, none of them are him.

Until one day, he saw a message:

【Thanks: Students from the International Department of No. [-] High School donated nearly [-] million yuan to our school for the establishment of a branch school for the blind】

After clicking on it, there is a name in the column of the donation photo: Xie Zeyue.

The photo is 404, but the name is still there.

Xie Zeyue, International Department of No. [-] High School?

After browsing for a while and searching for information about her ex-boyfriend's name on the page, Xu Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, and quickly put away her phone again.

"We, Lingling, said that it's close to home." His mother, Jiang Wan, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "Furthermore, the fourth high school is quite suitable for studying abroad. Lingling has always planned to go abroad."

"Going abroad?" The head teacher was stunned for a moment, and his tone softened, and said, "Yes, it has an international department, which is quite famous. All the top schools have been admitted."

After some conversation, Xu Ling, who had a schoolbag on her left shoulder, bent slightly and picked up the signature form.

The formalities are almost complete.

"Lingling," out of the office, his mother Jiang Wan patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are an adult, you have your own considerations for what you choose, and I don't care about that."

"Ah."

Jiang Wan said again: "But Mom wants you to be responsible for your own choices, you know?"

The young man's white and thin silhouette fell under the light.

He turned his face and said softly, "I know."

On the first day of school, the roads were blocked.

The white tree trunk oil painting of the plane tree generally passes through the car window.

At a red light, the brakes were stepped on, and the man in the cab chatted with Xu Ling leisurely.

"Didn't you just fall into the trash when you went there?" His cousin glanced at him, couldn't help laughing, and said, "A lot of students over there sent money in."

Xu Ling leaned against the back seat, with a fair little face showing through the fluffy white down, with lowered eyelids, she said lazily, "Not really."

"I don't understand, why?" My cousin looked at him incredulously, and said, "I really want to go abroad."

"No." Xu Ling lowered her eyes, swiped her thin white fingers on the phone a few times, and said, "I'm looking for a friend."

"Who?" His cousin in the driver's cab finally turned his head and looked back, wondering: "What kind of friend, girlfriend."

Xu Ling protruded her white fingertips from her cuffs, lowered her head, and paused, "Boyfriend."

"Oh, are you still joking?"

The cousin looked back at him again, wondering if he was joking, his eyebrows knit into a ball.

Xu Ling was just quiet.

He pulled up the collar of his school uniform. It was a bit cold in early autumn, and the rearview mirror reflected a pair of white and thin eyelids, drooping, and the thick black eyelashes lowered quietly.

This year, he just entered the third year of high school.

Getting to know Xie Zeyue was a matter of my previous life.

He is Xu Ling's boyfriend, and the two of them have not been dating for a long time, they have been together in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Xu Ling didn't know much about Xie Zeyue - he didn't know much about his past, knowing him, the two fell in love, it was already when Xu Ling was in college.

He knew his name, Xie Zeyue.

Knowing that his family's business went bankrupt because of a broken capital chain, he owed a lot of money, so he had to make a living everywhere; he knew that he became an Internet celebrity, good-looking, and liked by many people.

He is the first love, but also unforgettable.

After reliving my life, I broke up with him, but it still seems like yesterday, and my memory is very clear.

Xu Ling can't forget, Xie Zeyue came out of the noisy bar in the dark alley, looked down at Xu Ling, and said, "This is not where you came from, be good, go back."

Xu Ling looked at him and said, "Must it be like this?"

Xie Zeyue didn't speak, she was quiet, and a few drunkards stumbled past.

For a while.

He lowered his eyes, touched the back of Xu Ling's head with his slender fingers, looked at him seriously with his beautiful slightly deep eyes, and said, "I've been abolished for a long time. I haven't even finished high school, so it's hard to say what will happen in the future. We are not In a world, you deserve better."

After speaking, without looking at Xu Ling's expression, he turned and left.

Standing behind him, Xu Ling said coldly, "I mentioned breaking up, don't regret it."

The sound of heavy metal music came from the door of the bar. He paused, his back was silent, and his shadow slowly lengthened.

Xu Ling stared at him until his back disappeared, then slowly turned and left.

Later, after several pulls, they finally broke up.

Xu Ling couldn't figure out why he would do this, and dialed his phone after drinking in the bar until late at night.

He came to pick him up, and the two were in the cab, arguing constantly.

There was a car accident on the road.

In the dark night, glaring white light shone, and the drunk driver couldn't step on the brakes of a large truck, and slammed into it hard.

boom--

At that moment, Xie Zeyue jumped on him without hesitation. The front glass of the car was broken, and his body was covered in blood. Ling.

Xu Ling couldn't forget it.

Xie Zeyue's warm blood dripped down, leaving a kiss on his forehead, trembling, and he didn't even have time to say the last sentence.

Xu Ling was trembling all over, and wanted to question him, is this the breakup you mentioned?

He watched helplessly as Xie Zeyue was covered in blood, slowly losing his life, powerless.

Rescue was late.

This unresolved relationship ended hastily together with life, and there was no more follow-up.

The white Maserati stopped at the school gate, Xu Ling opened the door and got out of the car.

He looked at the gates of the four colleges and let out a breath. In early autumn, his eyes were slightly darkened under the light of daylight.

Fourth Senior High School, International Division.

The four highs do not focus on the enrollment rate, and they connect with foreign high schools. Most students only study in the first year of high school in China, and then transfer to foreign high schools in the second year of high school.

The remaining group of people will take international exams such as A-level and apply for foreign universities.

The remaining small group of people were forced to take the college entrance examination halfway and stayed in domestic universities due to various bizarre changes.

The international department is separated from the main school. It is a private high school. The annual tuition fee here is 30w. The students there are very polarized when they pass the senior high school entrance examination. For those who go to top foreign schools, most students just send money in, hoping to get a gold-plated diploma from a foreign school.

On the side of the road, my cousin parked the car, and the car stopped on the road where parking is prohibited at the door.

The security guard couldn't stop waving away: "Don't stop at the gate of the school!"

The cousin glanced at Xu Ling and said, "I'll take you in. Has the teacher contacted you yet?"

"Added his contact information and joined the group." Xu Ling opened the trunk, took out her own box, put it on the ground, pulled up the collar of her jacket, and revealed a pair of clear and cold eyes: "In Class A1 of the third year. "

His brother responded and found that the security guards were chasing people away again, so he had to find a spacious parking space, parked the car next to the green belt in the school, and said, "Let's go and have a look first."

After speaking, the two went in.

Xu Ling dragged the box and walked on the boulevard.

It was the beginning of school, and there were people coming and going on the road. Parents came to send luxury cars and walked around. He glanced at the young teenagers coming and going by the roadside, all of them hadn't grown up yet, they were wearing school uniforms, and they looked like children.At this time, Xie Zeyue might just be a little boy.

He raised the corners of his lips, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and took a sip.

Xu Ling leaned halfway on the railing, her fair face was translucent under the sunlight, her black eyelashes were narrowed and bent.

My cousin was called away by the teacher to go through formalities, and Xu Ling was waiting for him downstairs.

He looked at the high school students coming and going, with slender fingers carrying a schoolbag, lowered his head, his lips curled up, turned on his mobile phone, and anonymously sent a message to the school group he just joined with his trumpet:

- "Hello, senior, is Xie Zeyue here?"

- "Can I have his contact information?"

After a while, someone clicked on the avatar and found that he was a boy, and he immediately booed in the group without thinking about it.

- "Oh, junior?"

After he posted those two articles, soon, the group seemed to explode, and the number of messages quickly increased, as if swiping the screen.

- "Wow, where is the soft and cute elementary school boy from?"

- "Why do you want to thank God?"

-"@谢泽悦, Mr. Xie, you have another fan~"

- "Is he the one you're looking for?"

-""Image] [image""

- "The No. [-] middle school is in charge. Even a boy like me thinks he's so amazing that I can't even get jealous."

Xu Ling held his breath slightly, his fingers were frozen. After a while, he took a deep breath, then clicked on the photo, pressed and held for a few seconds, and saw him.

In a few seconds, the graph is broken.

But he still remembers.

In the photo, the boy’s hair is covered with sweat, shimmering under the light, wearing a red ball uniform, with tall legs and long legs. It’s a snapshot of him jumping up and shooting the ball. Muscle, dripping sweat.

Subtle explosiveness.

Xu Ling felt a little regretful, it was just a flash, otherwise he would have survived.

At this moment, there was a group of commotion.

"Fuck, awesome, is this considered to be the catch?"

A boy with a slightly louder voice started booing somewhere, and said: "There are so many people here, and she came here directly, and the milk tea is on the head. Doesn't my brother Xie admit it?"

"Banhua in the art test class, I have been chasing Lao Xie for two years, so I should be tempted to be so attached to each other, right?"

Someone next to him made a fuss, "That's not okay. It depends on whether Lao Xie likes it or not. If you don't like it, you can do it. What is this, a robbery?"

Followed by a group of boys ambiguously drawn out to boo the scene.

"It's so annoying," the girl turned her head, looked at the surrounding boys who had just finished playing with Xie Zeyue, and said angrily, "It's none of your business, get out."

The tone seemed to be quite angry, but a little shy.

It sounded like some kind of confession scene.

Xu Ling has never been interested in other people's affairs. He wanted to move forward, but he caught a glimpse of a vague figure out of the corner of his eye.

The corridor of the teaching building is a bit remote, close to the gymnasium.

Just around the corner, in the shade, there is a basketball on the ground that is slightly rolled by the wind, the school uniform is placed on the railing, and then there are long legs that are as touching as a model.

Xu Ling raised her eyes, stopped, and held her breath slightly.

Opposite the girl was a boy sitting on the railing in the corridor.

On the railing of the corridor, a boy in a black T-shirt was sitting, with his hands on the railing, his head lowered, his long and thin fingers stroking the screen, and looking at the girl again, with a faint expression and a vague sense of distance.

There are beads of sweat on the tips of his black hair, hormones rushing towards his face, and he is drinking a bottle of mineral water loosely with his head up, as if he just finished playing, his hair is covered with beads of sweat, shining crystal, flowing down the sharp jawline Dripping down, the raised Adam's apple slipped.

Xu Ling's pupils shrank slightly, but this time, they completely stopped.

"Is there anything else?" Xie Zeyue leaned on the railing, glanced at the milk tea she handed over, returned it, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'll go back to the dormitory first."

"why?"

The girl permed her curly hair, curling her fingers.

"..."

The girl lowered her face, clenched her fingers, and said, "You... don't you like me at all?"

"Why." The girl didn't understand very much, she was a little wronged, and said: "In high school, you haven't had a girlfriend for a few years, what's wrong with me, tell me, I don't feel that I can cultivate it, unless... ..you're not gay, are you?"

The girl raised her eyes, feeling that she had grasped the truth.

"Yes." Xie Zeyue raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and said relaxedly: "You're right, that's right, didn't you see it?"

Knowing that he was just joking, she cursed and left the path angrily.

Xie Zeyue carried the mineral water, and finally got down from the extremely cold railing—he was sitting at such a high place, like walking a tightrope, Xu Ling frowned when she saw it, for fear that this guy would accidentally fall backwards , fell down.

It seemed as if a piece of snow had passed by all of a sudden.

From the corner of Xie Zeyue's eyes, she caught a glimpse of the white fluff on the brim of the down hat.

He paused, thinking: In this weather, wearing down, how afraid of the cold is it?

His gaze moved up subconsciously.Bumping into a pair of clean and clear eyes, there was an almost cold texture, very quiet, just looking at him, but not speaking.

It seems that at this time, Xie Zeyue noticed that a boy passing by seemed to have heard it.

The boy was wearing a thin white down jacket, with the collar standing up, covering half of his face. His thin side face was covered in white by the sun. He turned half of his face slightly and looked at him quietly, with ink-like black eyes. Son, very deep, without saying a word.

A bit of black broken hair on his forehead was blown by the wind, and his appearance was really delicate.

Xie Zeyue didn't know how much he had heard, but after thinking about it, he said, "Student."

He was a third year in high school, but his voice was unexpectedly nice and magnetic, not like the childish and frivolous feeling that boys of this age generally have, and it was completely different from when we met in the previous life.

Xu Ling thought, how old is he?

?

Still smaller.

"Ok?"

Xu Ling asked softly, looking at him with cold eyes.

"Just now, did you hear that?"

The young version of Xie Zeyue walked beside him and asked in a low voice.

"I heard a little bit, but I didn't hear clearly. Why, is that your girlfriend?"

Xu Ling knew what he was going to say.

I just hope that he will stop talking nonsense and keep the girl's secret.

He looked at Xie Zeyue's expression, and saw that he really breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Xu Ling became more familiar with him.

"No."

Xie Zeyue just explained, and then walked forward with the basketball in his arms.

But Xu Ling followed Xie Zeyue the moment Xie Zeyue walked forward.

Xie Zeyue paused, and then he felt the corner of his clothes being pulled lightly. He turned his head and happened to see the boy.

Xu Ling grasped the schoolbag strap on her left shoulder with her fair fingers, and asked with a voice like ice cubes soaked in lemonade, "So, do you like boys?"

Xie Zeyue glanced at him, his dark eyes were a little different, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised.

"You... just heard this sentence?"

Seeing his sudden change of expression, Xu Ling said, "Yes."

"What are you asking for?"

He glanced at the boy's clear snow-like eyes, the straight nose tip, and the two red thin lips, but he tilted his head, looked at Xu Ling's white hand holding the corner of his clothes, and raised his eyebrows. , the lip corners are slightly curved:

"Oh, that means, you like boys?"

Xu Ling chuckled, and could hear the distance in this sentence. He seemed to be joking, but in fact he drew a line to put aside his sexual orientation.

He loosened his hands, walked beside him calmly, and said, "No."

The next second, Xu Ling raised her eyelids, looked at Xie Zeyue, tilted her head slightly, and said in a cold and hoarse voice, "But I like you."