Chi Guang

It's just that the escape process was not as smooth as Xu Chichuan imagined....

Going upstairs after lunch, squad leader Mu caught a kid who came to his place to steal a fake note on the spot: "What are you looking for?"

"It's nothing." Xu Chichuan turned his hands away, sat down on the chair, and looked at him with his neck straightened: "I can find you a school uniform to wear, can't I?" His condescending gaze swept across the guilty face, which made everyone's heart beat.Mu Shihai stretched out his hand: "Take it out."

Xu Chichuan spread his hands together: "Ah? What?"

"Press the thing under the buttocks and take it out."

"No." The crumpled paper was tightly clutched in his hand, and he sat on the ground and said nothing: "No."

It's just that Mu Shihai didn't buy it, Gogou counted to three and handed it in honestly: "Why steal the fake note?"

"It's taking! It's not stealing!" Xu Chichuan poked his waist: "How can it be considered stealing if you take something from your deskmate?"

"...What are you doing with the leave note?"

"Well, go to the infirmary." Xu Chichuan collapsed on the table, trying to muddle through with slurred words: "I'm a little dizzy, the monthly exam is coming soon, and the pressure is too great."

Mu Shihai grabbed him and was about to go out: "Go now."

"No, no, no need," he clutched at the edge of the table with both hands, refusing to get up: "Just lie down."

A stubborn bastard, Mu Shihai stretched his face long, took a cup full of hot water and stuffed it into Xu Chichuan's arms, and took away the nutrition express line in his hand: "Drink more hot water. "

Xu Chichuan found this sentence very familiar - every time Huang Jing fell ill, Xie Zihuang would say that.

Staring at him drinking the last sip of hot water, Mu Shihai still insisted on going to the infirmary to have a look. Xu Chichuan lost his mind, gritted his teeth and betrayed his soul again: "Brother, I don't want to go."

He won a big victory, but lost to Maicheng.Lu Miao frowned at the door of the classroom, and looked at him from left to right: "Where is it uncomfortable? Stomach trouble? Doing too many questions? Is it still not healed where Yuan Xiao bumped into last time?"

"Don't shake me," Xu Chichuan felt like throwing up, leaving Lu Miaoyi's hand aside, "I'm not sick, I just need to go out for a while."

"where to?"

"Don't tell, keep it secret."

Lu Miao looked up and down, and cast doubts through the cold glasses: "Little boy, are you in a relationship, and you want to go on a date without telling Dad?"

"……roll!!!"

After finally getting rid of Lu Miaoyi, she was blocked by a familiar white dress—the displeased Miss Jiang refused to move out of her way.

"Hui Yu—" Xu Chichuan called her that for the first time, "I really have something to do, let me go first."

"I don't," Jiang Huiyu raised her head, "You just want to sneak out and play."

"...I don't have one, I have a note."

"You're pretending to be sick!"

"All right, I'm just pretending," Xu Chichuan was a little anxious - Lin Yue was already waiting: "Then go and file a complaint first, don't block me."

Jiang Huiyu gritted her teeth, and shouted at his back: "Are you going to pick a gift for Mu Shihai!"

Stopped abruptly, Xu Chichuan turned his head and widened his eyes: "How do you know?"

"I saw the invitation card in your bag." Jiang Huiyu's eyes were a little red: "You can't go, Chi Chuan, Mu Shihai is not a good person, don't be fooled by him."

The dark eyebrows were twisted into a thin pimple: "What do you mean?"

"My aunt is the dean of the No. [-] Middle School. She said that Mu Shihai was a frequent visitor to the Moral Education Department. He fought and played truant and hung out with the gangsters outside the school." Jiang Huiyu spoke faster and more impatiently: "Really, you You can't mix with this kind of person, he's not a..."

The word "Good Things" was stuck in her throat and she could no longer utter a sound. Seeing her warm and clear face darken a little bit, she took a deep look at her, then turned and went downstairs without saying a word, leaving the girl behind her alone. Looking at the distant back, weeping.

Jiang Huiyu didn't know how to tell the boy she liked, she finally figured out where the strange feeling came from when she saw Mu Shihai for the first time - she had seen Mu Shihai with her own eyes in her aunt's office, half of the sheet was covered with blood and dust His face and white coat were splattered with another person's blood, his haughty and lonely back refused to admit his mistakes and showed no sign of repentance. Even facing the gauze-covered victim, he still satirized Mange: "Why didn't you be beaten to death?" ?”

She heard many different versions of the fight from different people that day, but her evaluation of Mu Shihai was surprisingly consistent.

Moody, slick, and ruthless.

"Looking at the world with cold eyes, laughing at everyone," a girl who had liked Mu Shihai for two years stood at the door of the office and smiled helplessly at Jiang Huiyu: "He is good with everyone, but he is not really good with anyone."

Salty wet tears were smeared on the white skirt. Jiang Huiyu stopped sobbing and walked towards Class [-] classroom. Monk Lu Miao who was called out couldn't figure it out. He was shocked when he saw the little princess' eyes swollen into walnuts: "Fuck! Miss, who messed with you?"

"Come out," the hoarse voice was not as light as usual, Jiang Huiyu grabbed his sleeve and said, "I have something to tell you;"

"About Xu Chichuan and his deskmate."