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The best junior high school in the county is also the messiest junior high school. Yang Siyuan has not participated in school violence or any fights for more than ten years, but he has witnessed more than once the extent of the maliciousness of young people.

Immature mind, rebellious adolescence, misleading environment...

He has seen street gangsters fight each other until their bones are broken, and he has also seen Miyoshi students hit people with bicycles.

even--

When he was in elementary school, he saw Fan Li being stripped of his clothes by several girls.

He was still young at that time, and he prevented the situation from getting worse by virtue of being a boy.But he never thought that one day, he would face a delinquent boy who was older than him and had a stronger background.

He could have let it go, after all, it had nothing to do with him.Once he intervenes, he will inevitably bear some consequences.His family is ordinary, and he is already a senior in high school.He can't afford to lose.

but……

The ear-piercing sound crawled close to his ears like the claws of a devil, and the little gray dog ​​seemed to have heard something, and ran over and barked uncomfortably, adding to the annoyance of Yang Siyuan.

With his heart beating fast unwillingly, Yang Siyuan growled, "Come in!"

The three words "Li Yu'an" seemed to have a more serious impact on him than those consequences.

Li Yu'an seemed to have realized something, and was stunned for a second, then turned and ran into the side room.

Seeing Li Yu'an's figure disappear into the room, Yang Siyuan let out a long breath.And the voice finally stopped at the door, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Liang Hao who was condescending.

Liang Hao's eyes were slender and sly.

He squinted his eyes, smacked his lips, and tapped the baseball bat on the ground twice, making an uncomfortable muffled sound.The little gray dog ​​was frightened and jumped back two steps, but ran forward and barked frantically.

"Where's Li Yu'an?" He frowned and asked lazily, annoyed by the dog barking.

He was too tall, Yang Siyuan would look up at him even when he stood up straight.

No trouble, good grades, and good manners—but it doesn't mean that Yang Siyuan is afraid of those who use antonyms to describe him.

He stood still, his heart still not calm, he held his breath tightly, feeling a little lack of oxygen.

He whispered, "Not here."

As if hearing an extremely funny joke, Liang Hao lowered his head, blinked his eyes, burst out laughing, tilted his head, and said to him with his ear: "What are you talking about? Come on, my ears are not very good, you can say it again once?"

Originally, Yang Siyuan was still very sober, he wanted to control the matter within the range he could handle, and try not to cause conflicts, but Liang Hao's set of movements and expressions that were not worthy of beating, just ignited the fire that was suppressed during his rebellious period .

Damn, brainless.Yang Siyuan cursed inwardly, planning to yell at him when he was lucky enough.

He was about to take a step forward, but he was suddenly grabbed behind him, and the puppy also ran over suddenly, wagging its tail and purring twice.

Can anyone?

Startled, he blurted out, "What are you doing out here!"

Li Yu'an didn't answer, but pushed him back with his left hand, allowing himself to completely block him.

Only now did Yang Siyuan see that Li Yu'an was holding a piece of iron pipe in his right hand, like a faucet pipe.

The words I wanted to persuade suddenly stuck in my throat, and I couldn't get it out.

Li Yu'an remained motionless, raised his head and said, "It has nothing to do with him. If you have anything to do, go out and talk, the yard is small."

Yang Siyuan had heard this tone before—"Then eat it raw, and it won't hurt if your throat is split."

Liang Hao was not surprised at his appearance, as if he had expected it, he glanced at Yang Siyuan with a half-smile, then at the iron rod, and finally settled on Li Yu'an's eyes, staring at him. It took a long time before he raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."

Yang Siyuan knew what going out meant.

He couldn't control much, he took a step forward and grabbed Li Yu'an's arm: "Hey..."

Li Yu'an's movements were abruptly cut off by Yang Siyuan, so he turned to look at him, passing through his worried and anxious eyes, and finally reached the hands that were holding him tightly.

Yang Siyuan still didn't let go.

Li Yu'an's throat moved, and he wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth again, and finally spit out three words: "You go in."

Before Yang Siyuan could react, Li Yu'an strode out, turned around and pushed Yang Siyuan back, kicked the puppy again, pulled the iron gate over, and closed it with a bang.

There was a sound of locking the door.

The puppy screamed and rolled around twice, then immediately jumped up and ran forward, scratching the door with its paws, which made Yang Siyuan startled and frightened.

It was impossible for the door to be opened, he gritted his teeth, ran into the house, intending to pull a stool out, climb over the roof and jump outside.

However, although the room was not high, there was nothing to draw on, so he couldn't go up it.

"Damn it..." He cursed loudly, had no choice but to punch the wall, then ran to the door to listen carefully to the movement outside the door.

The dog barked and scratched until he couldn't hear anything.

"Can you stop barking!"

A person and a dog are on the other side of the door, anxious, and sticks are stuck on the other side of the door.

Degrees and seconds are like years.

Yang Siyuan imagined too many possibilities, whether to call 120 first or smash the door first...

Just when thoughts were about to turn into actions, the sound of a motorcycle sounded, and after a while it roared and roared away.

The iron door rang twice, and Li Yu'an pushed the door open and entered.

"How are you?" Yang Siyuan stepped forward, holding Li Yu'an's shoulder tightly, and blocked him at the door together with the puppy.

The sudden movement startled Li Yu'an, he was stunned, then shook his head and said, "It's okay."

"come on in."

Yang Siyuan put the latch on the door and dragged Li Yuan into the house quickly. The iron pipe fell to the ground and there was a "dong" sound. The puppy was startled and couldn't follow into the house.

He turned on the light, observed Li Yuan up and down, and asked eagerly, "Are you injured?"

Li Yuan pushed his hand away unnaturally, and said, "No. There was no fight." Then he whispered, "He might make trouble for you."

However, Yang Siyuan seemed to only listen to the previous sentence, and he was completely relieved, and his tense shoulders collapsed.He frowned, and asked angrily: "You don't want to die? There are so many people over there, and there are sticks, aren't you afraid of breaking you?"

Li Yu'an turned around and sat on the bed, and said lightly, "If he wants to live, he won't beat me up."

"Ah?" Yang Siyuan couldn't understand what these people were thinking.

Yang Siyuan blocked the light and was outlined.Li Yu'an raised his head, stared into his eyes with difficulty, and said word by word: "Before he cripples me, I will beat him to death. Do you understand?"

Yang Siyuan was stunned, as if he didn't understand.

Li Yu'an didn't move, and said in a tired voice: "My father killed my mother, and my mother died for me. I bear a pile of debts. I am relieved when I die, so I am not afraid of death, understand?"

He looked at Yang Siyuan hiding in the darkness, paused, his voice became a little calmer, and finally said: "My business is over. Can you leave me alone?"

The dark night turned all the darkness into light. Yang Siyuan pushed the bicycle with a crooked basket, walking through the neon lights like a walking dead.

The word "Senior Three" urged people to run forward, and the day-to-day study almost completely drowned Yang Siyuan.

His concentration can't last that long, two hours is already the limit, and if it grows longer, his mind will be a mess.

But now he is forcing himself to study, just to cover up those messy memories with those boring words.

They go out early and return late every day, in different streets and at different times. Even though the two live at both ends of the same road, they have never crossed paths again.

Until Saturday night a week later.

This is the first week of school, and there is a new head teacher.The new official took office three fires, and the big-eyed fat man insisted on replacing the last class on Saturday with a class meeting.

The big-eyed fat man's surname is Dong, but he always likes to say things he doesn't understand in class meetings.

"I don't understand those of you who want to take art exams or sports. You have to take care of these things yourself. There are very few students like this in our place, but if you want to think about it, you have to start now. You have worked hard! Don't let me miss the cultural class!"

Taking the opportunity to stuff his mind with something other than study, it was the first time that Yang Siyuan listened to a class meeting so seriously.

"Art test..." he murmured.

His mind was drawn back to the war during the summer vacation, and he still felt a chill in his heart when he thought about it.

Mom is in a good mood recently, why don't you... go back and talk to her?

He has not received systematic training and dare not waste time. If he can really take this path, he must make plans early.

He was thinking in his heart, but in fact he had no idea.Yang Jianxin's attitude was already very obvious, he couldn't find any breakthrough, he could only pray for Chen Limei to be a little more enlightened.

When I went home at night, there was only Chen Limei alone.

He didn't wonder where Yang Jianxin went again, but he was relieved that at least he had one less person to deal with.

Chen Limei was peeling fruit while watching TV in the living room, it was probably a comedy, she enjoyed watching it very much.

Yang Siyuan licked his mouth, cleared his throat, sat next to her, and tentatively said, "Mom, let's discuss something."

"Ah, yes." Chen Limei responded, but her eyes did not move.

Yang Siyuan turned his head to watch the TV. Two women were arguing with red faces and thick necks. He didn't understand what was so funny watching this.

"Our teacher talked about the art test today...that is...you have to prepare early..." He tried his best to say it tactfully, considering his words.

Chen Limei stopped moving her hands for a second, suppressed her smile, glanced at Yang Siyuan, continued to peel the apple, and said coldly, "What does it have to do with you?"

Yang Siyuan knew his mother well, his expression and tone had already explained everything, he didn't dare to continue talking, he knew that it would inevitably lead to a quarrel.

Everything needs to be done step by step.Late at night, he lay on the bed to comfort himself like this.

However, it was useless to comfort him, he suffered from insomnia all night, and had two dark circles under his eyes the next day, which shocked Fan Li.

"What are you doing?"

During the class break, Yang Siyuan lay on the table, trying to fall asleep but was too noisy to fall asleep.He waved his hand and said wearily: "I didn't fall asleep. I told my mother about the art test, but there was no progress."

Fan Li patted his head and nodded solemnly: "The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."

The continuous laughter and shouts in the classroom annoyed Yang Siyuan, he propped his head and asked, "What are you having for lunch?"

"My mother brought food, and I told her to bring you some." Fan Li said.

On weekends, Fan Li's mother often brings her meals to improve her food, and Yang Siyuan is usually included in this benefit range.Yang Siyuan had already gotten used to it, so he thanked him.He couldn't sleep anymore, so he simply continued to chew on the paper.

Once it's noon on the weekend, it's like a prison visit at the gate. Outside the retractable door are parents poking their necks with food, and inside the door are students poking their necks.

Fan Li's mother is very beautiful, with wine-red curly hair, she is very eye-catching in the crowd, and she can be found quickly.

"You and Xiaoyuan's must not be left behind." Mother Fan instructed.

"Thank you, Auntie." Yang Siyuan thanked politely.

Mother Fan smiled, looked at Yang Siyuan with almost loving eyes, nodded at him, and said, "It should."

While eating the rice bowl made by Fan's mother, Yang Siyuan boasted vaguely: "Your mother is also very good at cooking, and you are too happy. My mother cooks like a joke."

Fan Li wiped her mouth and said jokingly: "Then why didn't you tie the man's stomach?"

She doesn't shy away from the fact that her father abandoned his wife, and even treats it as a joke, and makes complaints about it at any time.

Yang Siyuan was used to it, raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Hey, I want to drink milk tea." Fan Li turned around and poked him, then pointed to a girl who was drinking milk tea.

Yang Siyuan followed his gaze and found that the packaging of the milk tea was very strange.

He doesn't like to drink milk tea, so he asked casually, "I haven't seen it, there are still milk tea around our school?"

Fan Li rolled his eyes at him and said, "You really are blind, right? You don't know about the newly opened school gate? Just turn left when you go out."

"Turn left? Then what do I know, I always turn right when I go home." Yang Siyuan took a bite of a potato and said.

Fan Li said again: "Do you want to try it? Chen Miao bought it, and she said it was delicious."

"Chen Miao? Why did she buy this? She doesn't lose weight anymore?" Yang Siyuan said.

"She said she was selling her male god there. Oh yes, I heard that she likes your teacher?" Fan Li asked in a low voice.

The chewing movement stopped instantly, and he raised his head and asked in a daze, "What do you mean? You said that the person she likes works in a milk tea shop?"

"correct."

impossible.Yang Siyuan immediately thought of it.

Li Yu'an was about to start school, and his attitude was obviously that he didn't want to have any more contact with him, so how could he come to the school gate?Besides, even if the next class of students don't know him, the teachers will know him, right?Won't it be embarrassing?

but……

How could Chen Miao lie about this matter?

A few days of hard work fell short, and the memory of being forced to be buried alive broke through the ground again, raging.

He forced himself to get rid of those things, but it backfired, and the sleepiness and irritability gave him a headache.

The matter of making milk tea was left alone, and during the afternoon recess, he really suffered from a severe headache, so he leaned on the railing to get some fresh air.

The sun in the evening still carried a little heat, but there were occasional winds, which made him feel a little more at ease.

After almost time, when he was about to walk back, he suddenly saw a few familiar figures at the school gate.

The leader seemed to be wearing an inappropriate leather jacket, smoking a cigarette, taller than the people behind him.

His pupils shrank - Liang Hao!

"He might make trouble for you." Memories surged, and a sentence that he ignored that day suddenly flashed across.

He frowned, his throat tightened, thinking that things might be troublesome, they might have to wait until the end of get out of class in the afternoon, when there would be a lot of people getting food at the school gate, Liang Hao might think that he would go down to get food.

It was the first time he met such a stalking and unreasonable person. He couldn't think of a countermeasure for a while, so he decided to go down to have a look at dinner.

When he turned to leave, another figure flashed in his vision.

The figure came from the left and walked straight to Liang Hao.

He was wearing a uniform, and Yang Siyuan recognized him from a long distance away, and his heart skipped a beat.

His legs seemed to be nailed in place, and he watched as they walked to the right and were finally stopped by the wall.