Chi Guang

The clothes are ugly.

It was the first time Class Three had reached such a consensus on the matter of aesthetics regardless of gender.One night passed, and everyone still hadn't recovered, so that when Lao Tao came to the classroom before school at noon and announced that he would rehearse in clothes in the afternoon, the whole class resisted desperately - but it was obvious that the arms could not twist the thighs.Tao Yiming put down his harsh words: "Whoever doesn't wear class uniform in the afternoon, I will take him out and hold a sign, and lead the team to the front with the monitor, who happens to be lame!"

Xu Chichuan held back his smile, and quietly glanced at Mu Shihai's face—the squad leader didn't want to do it anymore, he wanted to drop his clothes and run away.

Huang Jing gave her mother a big hug in her heart - last night, Huang's mother slashed her waist by several inches, and the cut cloth could be used to make a suit for the little bichon at home, and the clothes could be worn out She's definitely not the fattest one!

"Let's go, monitor," Xu Chichuan blinked, "Hurry up, I'm going to do a show when I get back from unraveling."

Mu Shihai snorted coldly, and without smiling, he grabbed the soft flesh at the back of his neck, and lifted the back of his neck like scratching a cat: "Come with me in the afternoon."

"Ouch! Don't pinch my tickle!"

"Did you hear?"

"I heard it, I heard it, let go! Itch!"

Mu Shihai let go, and seeing his blushing face suddenly felt relieved, and when he turned around, the windbreaker drew a chic arc: "Go, go and remove the stitches."

The good mood was maintained all the way to the hospital, Xu Chichuan followed closely behind like a little tail, and wanted to go in together to accompany him to remove the stitches, but was firmly stopped by the gentle lady nurse: "You can't go in, my little one." Brother, you can only sit and wait at the door."

"Then I'll wait for you at the door." The curtains were drawn and the last bit of vision was blocked: "Call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

Sitting at the door and watching anxiously, an aunt next to him smiled and said, "Little handsome guy, is your brother inside?"

""Yes. "

"Then you brothers have such a good relationship." Auntie sighed a little: "The two in my family either the older one beat the younger one, or the younger one was beaten by the older one."

Xu Chichuan: ...So what did the little one do wrong?

Sitting upright, I wanted to have a good chat with my aunt on the topic of "how to ensure family harmony". I glanced at a few people who came out of the next consulting room, and my body suddenly froze in place——

Yin Xu was holding the medical records in his hand, and was talking with his hands on Huang Mao's shoulder.

Yuanjia Road is narrow, it can't be so narrow!

A heart is beating wildly, blood is flowing backwards, lips and teeth are cold, pupils are wide open to the extreme, staring at the closed door, God bless, don't come out at this time!

"Brother Xu," Huang Mao looked at the side face of the seat on the far right at the top of the stairs, and said after hesitating, "I think the kid over there looks familiar, he seems to have seen it somewhere."

Yin Xu turned around, squinted his eyes and looked around: "Where?"

"That's the one with the film in his hand."

Xu stared at the face for a long time but couldn't see the face clearly. Yin Xu became impatient, walked over and turned the person over, and was obviously taken aback when he saw the face, and his expression immediately became playful: "It's you, that little guy in the alley. baby."

"It's me." Facing the malicious gaze, he stepped forward, and the gunpowder slowly rose from his eyes: "It's a coincidence that we can meet here."

Very good, very good, the voice didn't shake, continue to be steady, don't embarrass Mu Shihai!

"What a coincidence!" Yin Xu suddenly jumped into a rage, with a grim expression on his face: "If it weren't for Mu Shihai, a bastard, I wouldn't come to the hospital for reexamination every three days! Little bastard, last time it was you who blindly killed a mouse, next time he can I don’t have such good luck to go back in one piece!”

Before he finished speaking, the frail and frail child stood up from the chair and almost knocked him down, his chest heaved up and down, and he was very angry at the first glance: "Bah! The villain will sue first! Obviously it is You moved your hands! Disgusting!"

"I'm sick?"

Ignoring other people's stares, Yin Xu laughed loudly, as if he heard a big joke, the laughter was full of malice and mockery: "How can he, a little bitch who has no parents and no mother, be disgusting?"

"What? Are you still angry?" It's really interesting, except for Ye Jing, I have never seen such an expression on anyone else's face. Yin Xu got a bad intention, maliciously spit out a cold snake letter, bared his fangs and slowly approached.

"He should have died a long time ago, don't you know? Besides me, there are many people who want him to die;"

"What's your relationship? Are you friends? Heck, it's strange, a bastard also has friends?"

Xu Chichuan tried his best to open his mouth, but every word turned into a sharp arrow shot from all directions, and the sharp and piercing laughter turned into the cry of all ghosts, and he was so painful that he couldn't make a sound for half a syllable.

"Boy, you look like a good student. Listen to my brother, Mu Shihai is a lunatic. When he was cutting people with a knife, you didn't know where to play in the mud. You figured out how to play tricks. Stay away from him, so as not to fold yourself in."

"Scheming," Xu Chichuan muttered to himself, "Who can he scheme against?"

Yin Xu didn't hear clearly, he lowered his head and put his ears closer: "What did you say?"

"I said," Xu Chichuan raised his head to look at him, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling but not a smile, his bloodshot eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and the sarcasm was exactly the same as someone, Yin Xu was stunned for a moment: "Who can he plot against? The stepmother who killed him?"

"I'm fucking you!"

Yin Xu was furious, raised his slap and was about to slap him: "You're a fucking bastard too! Ah!"

The expected pain did not subside, and the scream came from the person who was about to hit someone. Xu Chichuan opened his eyes, and at some point Mu Shihai had already removed the thread and came out. He tightly twisted Yin Xu into an extremely tricky posture, unable to move at all.

He was sure and sure that Yin Xu was going to have another orthopedic appointment.

"Fuck you! Mu Shihai! Let me go!"

"Apologize."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

His arm was twisted even harder, his screams echoed in the hallway, the onlookers had dispersed far away and no one dared to approach, and several nurses rushed to rescue the soldiers when they saw this.

Mu Shihai's protruding browbones were like a murderous knife drawn out of its sheath. The more expressionless his face was, the more trembling he felt: "Apologize, or cut off your hand, it's your choice."

"I'll fuck your mother, Mu Shihai, I'll remember," his eyes gloomyly swept across the two people in front of him: "I apologize! I'm sorry! Let me go!"

"Again, if you curse again, you have two arms."

"Yes, no, sorry!" The apology squeezed out between teeth, only felt the deep humiliation lingering: "Is it okay!"

"Come here," Mu Shihai pointed to the little yellow hair next to him who was about to piss in fear: "Take off the belt."

Tremblingly, he took off the belt and handed it to Hades. Mu Shihai took the belt and tied Yin Xu and the chair firmly: "Wait for someone to untie it."

After speaking, he led Xu Chichuan through the crowd and walked downstairs, with unbearable insults behind him.