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Yang Siyuan had been instilled by Chen Miao in many messy plots of campus novels. If he was the protagonist of a certain book, he should rush downstairs to stop Li Yu'an right now, and leave the furious head teacher behind, chic and handsome.

It's a pity that he didn't live in the novel, and he didn't have the qualifications to be chic.

Just a few days after taking office, the head teacher who was nicknamed "Dong Don't Understand" was walking up with a stack of homework papers when he was bumped into by Yang Siyuan who hurriedly jumped up and down a few stairs.

"Didn't you hear the bell for class, did you?!" Dong Bubuan stared wide-eyed and roared until the stairs echoed.

Yang Siyuan, whose brain was blank and dominated by impulse, was called back by the roar, and quickly said: "Teacher! I saw someone fighting at the door...I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dong Bubu: "Fight?! Who dares to fight at the gate of No. [-] Middle School! You go back to me! Do you want to call your parents?!"

No. [-] Middle School is a key high school, and the principal is the director of the Education Bureau. During his tenure, he set very strict school discipline.In the past, No. [-] Middle School was also a stinky ditch with mixed fish and dragons, and it was a happy place for delinquent teenagers, but this iron-handed principal completely abandoned "the law does not blame the public" and dealt with all the students who participated in the fights at that time. rise.

If Yang Siyuan calmed down and thought about it carefully, he would find that there had never been any fights around No. [-] Middle School these years.Besides, Li Yu'an was still wearing a uniform, so it was unlikely that he would go all the way and single out a group of people.

But how could he think so much at the moment?

"Li Yu'an is dangerous" is enough.

The last class was extremely long, and when the teacher didn't pay attention, Yang Siyuan pulled the curtains and hung his neck desperately to look out, but his sight was blocked, and he couldn't see anything except the mottled and dilapidated walls.

Mathematics that Dong didn't understand was eloquently taught. Yang Siyuan tried to calm himself down by listening to the lecture, but when he saw the numbers and letters on the blackboard, he unconsciously thought of the person who wrote the same thing.

It's just that the man's handwriting is much better.

He stared at the blackboard for a while, then slowly lowered his head to read his name on the title page.

The copybook given by Li Yu'an, he learned to write stroke by stroke from time to time, he didn't have so much energy to practice calligraphy, only his own name can have this honor.

He failed to learn Li Yu'an's beautiful strokes, but he was finally able to write something sharp and unrestrained.

A flick and a flick jumped in front of his eyes, making him uneasy.

"He might make trouble for you."

In a daze, Li Yu'an's words flashed out again, circling his nerves back and forth.

Trouble me... are you here to help me?

The chalk words overlapped messily in his sight, and in the gaps of chaos, a guess slowly surfaced, occupying his mind with indescribably complicated feelings.

"Fan Li, I want milk tea and dinner." He patted Fan Li and said, suppressing his voice.

Fan Li was listening to the class, without looking back, she responded casually: "Ah? Then I have to wait until the get out of class is over to order, won't it be too late?"

"No. It's too late. You can order it for me."

"What flavor do you want?"

"random."

The bell finally rang, and under Dong Bubu's gaze, Yang Siyuan jumped out of the classroom like crazy.

For the first time, he felt that the people at the door were so noisy, they were laughing, chatting, and pouring out their thoughts accumulated every day.

Pushing and shoving, he grabbed the retractable door and stared in the left direction.

The time for dinner is only 25 minutes, and the time is very tight to take the food upstairs to eat and wash the dishes, but he feels that it is very long.

Why haven't you come yet?

The people outside the door had already left halfway, but he hadn't seen the people from the milk tea shop coming.

The more he waited, the more flustered he became, he couldn't help but clenched the stainless steel that had been heated.

Suddenly, a man in a light blue uniform trotted over.

coming!

"Student Yang Siyuan? Hey, your milk tea!"

Not Li Yuan.

"Thank you... wait! Well, I want to ask if there is a clerk here named Li Yu'an? Where is he now?" The bag hit the retractable door, and the straw fell out, but he didn't have the heart to pick it up.

The young man nodded and said: "Ah, he is busy in the store now, do you have anything to do with him?"

He breathed a little, and then asked eagerly, "Is he all right?"

"It's okay. What's the matter?"

As if he had been sedated, the fever caused by anxiety finally calmed down. He nodded indiscriminately and thanked him.

The ice cubes in the milk tea melted slowly, and a puddle of water fell on the table, and he threw it into the car basket intact.

After saying goodbye to Fan Li at night, he stopped on the road for a few seconds, pushed the car and turned around.

The light of the milk tea shop is still on, it is a gentle warm yellow.

But under the gentle light, there was a cold face reflected.

Li Yu'an was the only one left in the shop, busy with his head down.

Yang Siyuan coughed twice and said, "Please give me a straw."

Yang Siyuan's voice was nice and recognizable, Li Yu'an stopped moving his hands and raised his head.

He looked at Yang Siyuan, then turned his head to look at the school some distance to the right, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Take the straw. I bought it this afternoon, but the straw fell off." Yang Siyuan leaned back, took out a straw and inserted it, and drank it in big gulps, "It's too sweet, I don't like it."

Li Yu'an glanced at him, then continued to busy himself, and said, "Are you going home after school?"

Yang Siyuan bit the straw, his eyes didn't know where to look, and he answered the wrong question: "You are not off work yet, you are alone."

"There aren't many people at night, so one person is enough. Some commuters don't leave until the last class, and there will be people coming at that time." Li Yu'an said lightly.

Yang Siyuan glanced at him sideways, and said, "It's already ten o'clock. Besides, you're about to start school, why do you have to work for just a few days?"

Li Yu'an completely stopped what he was doing, looked up at him, and said, "I'm not going to college." Before Yang Siyuan could react, he suddenly frowned again, as if impatient, and his voice trembled: "Didn't I say that?" , told you to stop meddling in my business?"

Yang Siyuan was stunned by the phrase "not going to college", when a gust of cool wind blew up, lifted the ends of his hair, and rolled Li Yu'an's voice into his ears.

Li Yu'an's mood was wrong, and so was he.

Provoked by Li Yu'an's words, the anxiety and irritability of the day finally came back. Yang Siyuan gritted his teeth and suppressed the rushing anger, but he became more and more excited as he spoke, and in the end he almost shouted: "I don't care about you, Then why are you caring about me? I know a little bit about what kind of person Liang Hao is. He came to look for me today, right? You mean to draw a line with me, so why did you go there? Why do you care? I?!"

After catching the information in the words, Li Yu'an's expression changed, and he got stuck: "It's me that he's looking for you, I'm not caring about you."

"I went to look for you that day because I didn't want you to have conflicts. He finally stopped staring at you, why did you run up by yourself again!" The milk tea was thrown out, rolled to the side of the road, and leaked through the crack one place.

Yang Siyuan seemed to be out of control, his eyes were red and he stared at Li Yu'an.

Li Yu'an had never seen Yang Siyuan like this before, so he collected himself and stepped forward.The light poured down from directly above, casting darkness in his eye sockets.

He held his breath, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what kind of person Liang Hao is? Let me tell you, you don't know. Don't have any contact with him. You are in the third year of high school, and you are about to take the university entrance exam. Can you bear it?" Do you know anything happened?"

The night wind came late, and the wind chime rang, and it hit Yang Siyuan's eardrums crisply, in stark contrast to Li Yu'an's deep voice.

After venting, Yang Siyuan calmed down.

He couldn't argue with Li Yu'an, because Li Yu'an was right.

He doesn't remember how he left. The only memory left is that the road home suddenly becomes so long that he will never be able to walk there.

In the next few days, he never saw Liang Hao near the school again. He didn't know what method Li Yu'an used, but he didn't dare to think about it.It's just that the relationship with Li Yu'an became awkward because of the quarrel that night, which made him a little irritable.

On the way home a few times, he went to the milk tea shop in the opposite direction, but he stopped at a distance of ten meters. There seemed to be an enchantment in that place. Take care of my business" bumped into him and forced him to go back.

The calendar has turned the pages of September, and he has survived these days in the textbook.

He asked himself that he was a person who would not be casually affected by interpersonal relationships or emotions in his normal life. His self-confidence and pride in this matter continued for 18 years, but he finally fell on Li Yu'an, an ice lump.

The more Yang Siyuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. During his lunch break that day, he finally couldn't bear it and poked Fan Li.

"Hey, Da Fan. Has Chen Miao talked about her male god recently?"

"Huh? Miaomiao, she seems to like writing love letters recently?" Fan Li whispered.

"Writing a love letter? Oh my god." Yang Siyuan said in surprise, feeling in his heart that Li Yu'an absolutely didn't like this kind of thing.

Fan Li yawned, and said, "You can ask her directly, oh, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

"Hey, wait a minute, is your mother still delivering food today?" Yang Siyuan asked.

"Send it off. Can you let me sleep for a while?" Fan Li waved her hand.

I don't know if it was Yang Siyuan's illusion, but Mama Fan's hair seemed to have been permed again, and the sun shone with golden light, making her look fashionable and young.

The craftsmanship is still the same, and the attitude is also the same kindness. Yang Siyuan once again lamented that Fan Li has a good mother.

After saying that, he thought of Chen Limei, and thinking of her chilling expression that night, his mood suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Fan Li is a girl after all, she keenly caught the change in Yang Siyuan's face, and asked, "What's wrong? Did you quarrel with your mother again?"

Yang Siyuan shook his head slowly and said, "No. I haven't dared to say it recently."

"Where's your dad? You haven't told him again, have you?" Fan Li asked.

Yang Siyuan poked the meat sauce and said, "How dare I... Besides, he hasn't been home for a while, I don't know why he went there again."

Fan Li took a sip of water, put down her chopsticks, and said softly, "Da Yang, maybe what I said hurt your heart a bit, but... After all, I grew up with you, and I still know your parents' temper. Yes. Actually...I think...this matter...it really doesn't..."

"I know." Yang Siyuan also put down his chopsticks, looked down at the dark sauce in a daze, "I know it's unreliable, even impossible. But...I'm not reconciled, I want to try."

Fan Li looked at him, sighed, and said nothing.

Yang Siyuan didn't eat much. After Fan Li cleared the table, he leaned against the wall and looked outside in a daze as usual, but his mood was quite different.

How could he not know?

The character of his parents, the risks he has to bear in studying art, the possibility of confrontation with his parents...how could he not know?

But he already wants it, he wants to have his own life.At least the first choice as an adult, he wants to do it himself.

He had conceived countless rhetoric, but when faced with the reality, they were all fragile and unable to make a move.

At night, the electricity suddenly cut off, and the classroom was full of candlelight. Yang Siyuan didn't care about doing the questions, so he drew on the scratch paper with the light on.

A gust of wind blew out the window, blowing out Yang Siyuan's candle, and the painting that had just been outlined was forced into the darkness.

He had something on his mind, so he held the car and stood at the school gate for a long time, until the people were almost gone, he was called out by the security guard a few times before he came back to his senses and walked forward.

It's just that the road ahead was not as bright as usual. After walking for a while, the familiar warm light appeared before him, and he realized that he was going in the wrong direction.

The thoughts of these days also ran out at this time, and they just took a place in his already messy thoughts.

He wanted to ask for peace, but he didn't have the courage.

When he was hesitating whether to go forward, the light suddenly went out, and Li Yu'an walked out.

"Hey!" He yelled subconsciously as his thoughts didn't keep up with his actions.

Damn... what a fart you are!He cursed secretly.

The shout could not be withdrawn, Li Yu'an turned around in response, and stopped where he was when he saw it was him.

Anyway, that's it.Yang Siyuan thought like breaking a can, and then pushed the cart forward.

"Don't you get off work after ten o'clock?" He didn't want to talk to anyone about studying art, so he had nothing to say.

Li Yu'an pointed to his watch and said, "It's already ten o'clock."

Only then did Yang Siyuan recall that he had attended four evening self-study for the first time today, and immediately cursed himself for being stupid.

"You go home. There are no streetlights ahead, so I'll see you off." He couldn't find anything else to say, so he said it bluntly.

Li Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "You can do whatever you want, but I suggest you have a good rest at night."

Yang Siyuan's car probably needed some oil, and the chain creaked as soon as it was pushed up, making it uncomfortable to hear.

On the quiet path, there were only the weird friction sound and the footsteps of the two.

"I'm sorry." Yang Siyuan said suddenly.

"Huh?" Li Yuan was puzzled.

Like a child admitting his mistake, Yang Siyuan whispered: "I...was too anxious that night. I spoke too much, I'm sorry."

Seeing his attitude, Li Yuan felt the existence of the "age difference" between the two for the first time, so he lowered his head and smiled, "It's okay."

He has a nice voice, especially when he smiles, causing Yang Siyuan to turn his head to look at the corner of his raised mouth.

Probably sensing Yang Siyuan's gaze, Li Yu'an turned to look at him suspiciously.

"Ah, it's okay. I just think you have a good smile."

He originally wanted to say "It's pretty good", but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it was weird to say this to a boy, so he dropped the word halfway.

Li Yuan paused unnaturally and pursed his lips.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, Yang Siyuan simply said what he wanted to say: "I don't mean to be nosy, I just want to help you occasionally. I think you are very nice, although you look cold. In fact, I regard you as a friend Yes. And there is... I know that you went to Liang Hao because you were afraid that he would trouble me... But you should at least tell me, I was really anxious that day... In short, I made you feel that I was treating you I asked too much about the matter and offended you, so I apologize to you. Also, I have to thank you for the things you helped me with. Really, thank you. "

He just wanted to take advantage of this hard-won opportunity to express everything, and he didn't have time to sort out his thoughts at all, talking in a mess and without logic, only the sincere tone made people feel better.

It took Li Yu'an a few seconds to understand what he said, and then he chuckled again and said, "I haven't done anything for you. As for what I said, you should leave me alone... because you are going to go to college, no You should get in touch with those bad things. And those things about me are really bad things, so I don't want you to know. There's no other meaning, so don't think too much about it. "

Probably because Yang Siyuan's foolish sincerity finally cracked open his heart. Li Yu'an's words were rare, and his tone was rare gentle, as if he was coaxing a child.

He obviously succeeded in coaxing, Yang Siyuan's tense expression immediately relaxed, he smiled and said, "Then I can still find you in the future?"

Li Yu'an couldn't catch Yang Siyuan's jumping nerves, he thought he would obediently say "hmm" and forget it, but he didn't expect him to think of something else, and suddenly felt helpless, and replied: "You can do whatever you want."

This was taken as a default, Yang Siyuan's pent-up annoyance these days was finally taken away with one sentence, and he no longer thought about the art test or not, and just simply enjoyed the pleasure of the moment.He smiled so hard that his eyes were so bright that the stars couldn't compare.Li Yu'an only glanced at it, then turned around in a panic, not daring to look any further.

"Oh, that's right! I heard that Chen Miao recently wrote you a love letter?"

"..."

"Isn't it? I can't see that you still like this?"

"No."

"No? I didn't write it for you or you don't like it?"

"...You should go home."

The wheels were still yelling bluntly, and the two people's footsteps became more brisk, following the uneven stone road winding forward, the shadows of the two were swallowed by the dim light, but they were dotted by the starlight all over the sky.