Scum attack, your father is here!

For Qi Qingyun, even though he has time traveled to 16 years later, it means that his previous body is dead. In theory, he and Zhong Xuejin should have no more legal obligations as husband and wife, but the moment he realized it, He still immediately pushed away Zhong Xuejin who was on top of him.

After the bondage and heavy pressure on her body were lifted immediately, Qi Qingyun rubbed the back of her painful head and got up from the ground, just trying to tell Zhong Xue not to jump on him rashly again, after all, he has a family Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head, he saw Qi Yousui, Chu Jueze and the girl with two ponytails standing at the door together, their bodies stiffened like a statue, staring at themselves and Zhong Xue in a daze. It looked as if it was going to pop out its eyeballs, and the eyes were bulging like a frog.

After a while, the girl with the twin ponytails came to her senses first, opened her mouth, and stopped for a while before she kicked the bench in front of her, and silently closed the classroom door:

"Sorry to interrupt, you continue."

"..." Now it was Qi Qingyun's turn to be stunned, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, her complexion gradually became a little indescribable, and she suddenly realized what it was like to jump into the Yellow River and not be able to wash it off.

He walked forward quickly, and was about to open the teacher's door to explain what had just happened face to face, but found that the door couldn't be opened no matter what.

Qi Qingyun's hand on the doorknob gradually exerted force, twisting it up, down, left, and right, the veins on the back of his hand stretched, and his temper began to become irritable:

"Why can't this door be opened!"

"...This door is broken." It took Chu Quezhe a long time to recover from the shock of the classmates who had just known each other for less than two days in the small classroom. There was still a little trance in his eyes. When Qingyun tried to break through violently by smashing the door, she couldn't help but hide behind Qi Yousui, and whispered:

"I don't know who blocked the keyhole. If it is closed, it cannot be opened."

"The stool she kicked away just now was used to press the door."

"..." Qi Yousui let go of his hand suddenly, scratched his hair, and tried to take a deep breath to stay calm:

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I didn't expect you to be in the small classroom... ah..." Chu Queze was also a little at a loss, almost crying in anxiety.

The girl who kicked away the chair and closed the door "kindly" did something bad, she was so guilty that she was about to cry:

"I'm going to find a teacher!"

"I'll go too!" As the monitor who just took office, Chu Queze let his classmates be locked in the room innocently. His damn sense of responsibility made him stand up. After hesitating for a moment, he added in a low voice:

"However, Teacher Liu will go home to take care of the children at noon, so she probably won't come back so soon. You have to wait until she goes to work in the afternoon."

The implication is that Qi Qingyun and Zhong Xue will stay in this small classroom as much as possible, and they will be hungry all afternoon.

"what."

The only person present who was neither guilty nor embarrassed——Qi Yousui, with the corners of his mouth crazily raised, laughed out loud on the spot, his eyebrows and eyes vividly interpreting how to write the four words gloating at others' misfortune:

"Qi Qingyun, you deserve it."

"........."

Qi Qingyun gritted her teeth and sneered:

The bear boy is really in need of cleaning up.

However, now that the accident has happened, it is impossible for Qi Qingyun to be furious at other people's incompetence anymore, so she can only try her best to calm down her mood, walk to the classroom and sit cross-legged.

It's just a hungry meal, it shouldn't matter.

The footsteps outside the classroom had gradually become lighter, and finally became silent. Qi Yousui, who should have "got revenge", proudly dragged the helpless Chu Jueze away.

Qi Qingyun sighed, and was about to slander the other party in her heart, when she suddenly thought of the fact that the other party lost her parents when she was young, the words she wanted to say got stuck in her throat, and finally turned into a bitter candy, slowly dissolving in the mouth.

Qi Qingyun is an orphan herself, so she naturally knows how painful it is to have no parents. At this time, she always has more sympathy than disgust for Qi Yousui.

Fortunately, he was much luckier than Qi Yousui. When he met Zhong Xuejin, the other party gave him too much love, which filled all the gaps in his relationship history.

He has been in the orphanage since he can remember, and his temperament has always been withdrawn. It was Zhong Xuejin who pulled him out of the boundless numbness and tense nerves all day long; he also felt inferior and confused, and even thought of leaving As a deserter, it's a pity that no matter where he went to the ends of the world, Zhong Xuejin was able to find him out, and in the end even married her by pressing his head, and had children for him.

Whether it's a resentful couple or a married couple, Qi Qingyun doesn't want to entangle any more at this moment, he just suddenly thought of Zhong Xuejin, and thought of the child he had never met before, and regretted that if he hadn't had a car accident, he could have watched the child grow up with his own eyes. The child should be as old as Qi Yousui.

He was thinking about it, and suddenly found that he seemed to have ignored the presence of another person. He paused, raised his head, and saw that student Zhong, who was wearing a mask, was staring at him, looking at him through the mask. His own mask seemed to be pierced.

Qi Qingjun put on the mask in fear, covered her face and said speechlessly:

"What are you doing looking at me?"

"Qi Yousui said, your name was Qi Qingyun just now."

Zhong Xue stared at Qi Qingyun's face, not knowing who was looking at him through him, the tails of her narrow and deep eyes were slightly narrowed, and the edge must be revealed, as if the embarrassment just now was just an illusion:

"Which Qi, that Qing, that Yun?"

Qi Qingyun didn't know that the name she had chosen was so popular, one or two came to ask her name, snorted, leaned on the pile of books with folded arms, and said idly:

"you guess."

"..." Zhong Xue's bloodshot eyes were so frightening, she looked like she hadn't slept well for several days, she stared at him for a while, then suddenly said:

"Will you tell me?"

"Don't tell me." Qi Qingyun said "Hey", seeing Zhong Xuejin's expressionless face, one side of her eyebrows was raised very slightly, "Now you are asking me, do I want to answer the question of the right to choose?" It's all on me."

After finishing speaking, he paused, not afraid of dying, and continued to dance on Zhong Xuejin's nerves that were on the verge of collapse: "Besides, you bumped into me just now, and you haven't thanked me and apologized to me, and now you are attacking me? "

Talking about tea and talking about tea is Qi Qingyun's habitual trick, which he learned after hanging out with Zhong Xuejin for a long time, because as long as he shows weakness or is wronged a little, Zhong Xuejin can always compromise unconditionally.

Now for some reason, Qi Qingyun began to use this trick on the "Classmate Zhong" in front of him.

"..." Zhong Xue listened to the familiar tone and facial movements, her complexion was gloomy, and she remained silent. After a while, she suddenly took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand to pull Qi Qingyun's clothes, and lifted her up abruptly. .

Qi Qingyun was stunned by Zhong Xuejin's sudden violent behavior, and after a "fuck", she quickly fell back with her clothes on her hem, and was immediately crushed to the ground by Zhong Xuejin.

Zhong Xuejin didn't succeed after the strong attack, but after her complexion changed, she made up her mind and sat on Qi Qingyun's body to hold him down. The palm of her hand went down along Qi Qingyun's waistline, and her white and flexible fingertips directly opened her mouth. Qi Qingyun's trouser belt reached out and touched down.

Qi Qingyun's face turned green after being touched, she grabbed Zhong Xuejin's snow-white wrist and pulled it up, and Zhong Xuejin's skin suddenly had deep reddish finger marks.

He couldn't help but swear, put his toes on Zhong Xuejin's body and kicked Zhong Xuejin away, cursing angrily:

"Are you fucking sick?!"

Zhong Xue didn't set up defenses against Qi Qingyun at all, she was caught off guard by the kick and fell backwards, the back of her head hit the ground with a bang, physiological tears fell instantly, and she groaned in pain.

Teeth bit the corners of his lips, exuding a very clear and light smell of blood.

Zhong Xuejin stared at Qi Qingyun covering her swollen lips, her eyes were red, like a ghost from hell, she opened her ferocious fangs and aimed at the prey he was eyeing, wanting to choose someone to devour.

He just really wanted to know if the person in front of him was the person he thought in his heart. Even though rebirth seemed so absurd to him, he was reborn. Could it be that his Qi Qingyun couldn't be reborn?

In the previous life, the two were husband and wife, and they had done everything. Zhong Xue could clearly remember the two small moles connected together on the other's chest, and a cyan birthmark in the shape of wheat ears on the heel of the leg. Let Zhong Xuejin take a look, and then he can confirm whether the person in front of him is Qi Qingyun.

It doesn't matter if he is crazy, anyway, he was already half-mad after Qi Qingyun's death in his previous life, even if he met this person who was similar to Qi Qingyun after he was reborn, it was because he couldn't bear Qi Qingyun's death and his mental breakdown reappeared Whether it is a fantasy or a fact, he has to verify it.

After Qi Qingyun died, Zhong Xuejin couldn't live anymore, he is a lunatic now, he can do anything.

But if the other party is really Qi Qingyun, why not let him see the birthmark?

Zhong Xuejin lay on the ground on her back, clean tears slid down her black hair, leaving traces of moisture, as if she was woken up by Qi Qingjun's scolding, but also as if she hadn't, motionless like a corpse, her face It's all numb.

Qi Qingyun on the side hurriedly fastened her trouser belt, turned around and saw that Zhong Xue was motionless and dead, she coughed lightly, lowered her eyelids, and couldn't help but wonder if she had scolded a little too hard just now.

At any rate, the other party swiped the card for me before...

Qi Qingyun's conscience was subtly condemned, but it was only a trace, and soon it was blown away by the wind like a small ripple in a pool of water.

"Hey, you..." Qi Qingyun moved slowly in front of Zhong Xuejin, squatted down beside him, looked at a dirty shoe print on the other's shoulder, hesitated to speak, and said in frustration for a long time:

"never mind……"

"It's cold on the ground, don't lie down."

Anyway, we are classmates, let's get along well...

Thinking about this, Qi Qingyun reached out and pulled Zhong Xuejin up, and Zhong Xuejin fell into his arms, hot tears immediately fell down Qi Qingyun's neck, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.

Qi Qingyun couldn't see Zhong Xuejin's face now, but could only see the soft curls of the other party's hair and the gauze on the forehead, inexplicably felt the obvious depression and sadness on the other party's body, she paused, and slowly raised her hand to appease her. He patted the other person on the back and comforted him softly:

"I won't kick you if you don't do this next time..."

Zhong Xue didn't speak at all, but raised her hand and hugged Qi Qingyun's waist tightly, like a gangster at the end of the road, tightly grasping the only gold left in his hand, her voice was broken, with extremely small sobs, and revealed Stubbornness:

"Tell me, tell me...your name, is...what are the words?"

Feeling the strong force that almost broke his waist, Qi Qingyun didn't push him away this time, as if he thought of someone from Zhong Xuejin's performance, his pupils were slightly slackened, and his face was suddenly in a daze for a moment.

It seems that at a certain moment many years ago, someone turned around, and the golden sunlight fell on his black hair, and his smile reflected the only coolness remaining in the shade of the midsummer tree——

"Tell me, what are the words of your name?"

Qi Qingyun looked at him, slowly stretched out her hand as if possessed by an evil spirit, pressed down on Zhong Xuejin's hair, then rubbed it, and pressed his face against his, silently moving her lips and uttering a few words :

""Fu De Chishang Double Lilac Trees"."

As soon as the words fell, the years of more than 20 years ago came whistling with youth that never faded. The translucent blue school uniform and whitening sneakers of the boy under the tree were suddenly soaked in soft light in the memory, and the overlapping figures intertwined with the present overlapping.

The sun was shining brightly, the cicadas were singing, the boy's arms were warm and his tone was gentle, just like yesterday.

Zhong Xuejin's body shook violently, his pupils dilated unconsciously, and a surge of hot blood rushed straight to his forehead. He felt that his despair and emotions were hit in pieces at the same time, and he became dizzy. She could only tremble subconsciously following Qi Qingyun's words.

I only heard Qi Qingyun hugging him, slowly comforting his trembling body, resting his fingertips on his palm, and gently writing the name that had haunted him several times before he died:

"The dew is fragrant and laurel, and the shadows in the pool are fighting against the pan Qiu. Dai Ye... is light and green."