Floating beast

special, because it has a name called hate.

"He... he is no longer here."

I don't know why, but when I heard the news, I was a little hesitant, as if I had no sense of direction, "When did it happen? Was it the fire?"

"No, three years ago." Jiang Ye stared at me firmly.

"How did you die?"

"To save the people he loves."

Joe Bay (1)

My life can be seen as a tragic comedy because I fell in love with someone who would never fall in love with me and we had a terrible start. As for why it is a comedy, there are many reasons Simple, because I felt incredible until I was in it. Why, I fell in love with a man hopelessly, and he was a straight-forward heterosexual. Later, I looked back at the road I had traveled, Only then did I suddenly realize how ridiculous it was.

Think about it, the first time I really noticed Qingchu was in high school.

Standing on the second floor with a high view, I was a little bored. I just wanted to get out of the classroom to get some air, but I was staggered by Ling Yun. Ling Yun was sweating profusely, and handed me the white envelope with trembling fingers. Opened the mouth: "Joe... Qiao... Qiao Wan, a lovely letter."

To be honest, I was a little surprised, that girl doesn't usually look at me?

When I was about to open the envelope, I saw the word Qingchu, which seemed to be a person's name, and I murmured, "Qingchu..."

"Yes, Qingchu." Ling Yun nodded affirmatively.

"This... why does this have someone else's name?" I was a little puzzled.

"Boss..." Ling Yun had a speechless expression.

"This... this is not for me!" My head caught up with the rhythm.

"Qiao Wan, do you think the sun will rise from the west?" Ling Yun looked at me like a fool.

"Go away!" I pushed Ling Yun and turned around to enter the classroom.

"Shuman doesn't bother to talk to you every day, do you think she will write to you? You idiot."

"Ling Yun, close your beak!"

"Hey, look at Qiao Wan, that's Qingchu."

When I looked downstairs, the boy in white clothes and short hair in the shade of the tree was reading a book. Standing next to him was a tall, black and thin man who seemed to be often seen in the gymnasium.

Strange to say, it seemed that the two of them were not very happy, because the boy in white threw the book hard at the tall man, but the book was easily caught.Even if I didn't see the specific outline of the boy in white, I could still feel his deflated appearance, and I couldn't help feeling better, "You're so weak!"

I turned to look at Ling Yun, "Which one is?"

"The one who threw the book."

"Damn! It really made me guess right, what kind of eyes does Shuman have!?" I shoved the letter back into Ling Yun's hand fiercely, turned and entered the classroom.

However, I didn't have much interest in going to class, but went home with my schoolbag over the wall.

Jiang Ye is my loyal listener. He heard everything about Shuman from me, but I can feel his disdain. Tell him all the secrets, Jiang Ye is also the only one among my friends who can beat me in fists and kicks.Just like what is said in the book, the meeting with some people is to allow you to penetrate your own world better, and to make the world you think is already complete. Jiang Ye is such an existence.

It's just that I didn't expect that we would break off such a relationship without hesitation.

Qing Chu was too weak, the second meeting was not so much a fight, but a unilateral beating by Qing Chu, it was very simple, Ling Yun punched him, but he couldn't get up, his white clothes were already dirty, the corners of his mouth The bruises that quickly appeared were more obvious on the pale face, but what made me a little curious was that he was not angry, but just looked at us strangely, and finally stopped his gaze on my face, "What are you doing? ".

Originally, I wanted to tell him to stay away from Shuman, but when I saw Qingchu's appearance, I wanted to tease this person, "Don't do anything."

Qing Chu frowned, and didn't stand up, but changed into a comfortable posture, didn't speak, and didn't look at us, as if he was thinking about something.

I'm really curious, what is in his head?Why is it so... um... it doesn't matter, what did that boy say last time that made the person in front of him "rage" like that.

Suddenly, I found that I didn't know how to proceed with the matter in front of me.

I don't know when Jiang Ye had already put on the hooded cap on the sweater, and even a little funny put on a disposable medical mask, leaving only two godly black eyes. He walked towards Qingchu, with slender and strong fingers As soon as the joint stretched and bent, I easily picked up Qingchu on the ground. I almost couldn't help laughing, but the occasion didn't seem to allow it. However, Qingchu just stared at Jiang Ye's eyes, and closed his mouth a little hard. , It seems that I feel a little embarrassed by being picked up like this.

Ling Yun looked at Qing Chu who stood up, and wiped her palms.

"My surname is Qing, do you know where I went wrong?"

"do not know."

"..." Ling Yun was a little speechless, looked at me, and shot fiercely, "Then I'll hit you until you know."

In fact, we all seem to have discovered that the brothers didn't use much force, as if they had made an appointment, and even Jiang Ye didn't do anything, but squatted next to Qingchu when everyone left, and said softly that we didn't hear the words.

This interception seems to be the most useless one, and the reason is unknown.

Later I asked Jiang Ye what he said at that time, Jiang Ye smiled heartily, it was nothing, just told him why he was beaten.

That day, I put the breakfast I bought in Shuman's desk pocket, and sat on the table in the back by the way, waiting for Shuman's arrival.

"Ah, Qingchu, have you suffered domestic violence? Mixed doubles?"

There was a sound of jumping feet outside the door. It was the tall and thin man. I looked at the door a little funny.

"Hey, Qingchu, why didn't you reply to my letter?,, ah, what's wrong with you?"

Shuman appeared in my line of sight, and his concerned tone made me very uncomfortable. I wanted to see how this kid would answer.

"Uh, I fell." Qingchu held his forehead, as if he felt that his credibility was not high, and explained: "I fell down the stairs at home."

"Your staircase is quite peculiar."

I heard Shuman's dissatisfied murmur, and raised the corners of my mouth. As the class bell rang, I left Shuman's classroom through the back door.

Recently, my sight can always find that person very quickly. It is not too early or too late, but when I was shooting, Qingchu passed the playground with a thick homework book. Every time he gave me such a chance, I Smiling, he threw the basketball at the figure as the opponent snatched the ball.

Joe Bay (2)

The result can be imagined, "I'm sorry." I curled my lips, didn't look at Qingchu's face, and continued to play with the basketball in my hand. I watched the physical education teacher's veins twitch violently, and then there was an eight-lap penalty run on the playground. I was surprised Now, is my hostility that obvious?

Every time I see Qingchu's indifferent attitude, I will be very angry, as if I am making trouble for no reason, so when I see Shuman's eyes following Qingchu's departure, I continue to call someone, ride a bicycle, and come to Qingchu. The only way to go home for the first time.

It's just that I didn't think about why Shuman appeared, and it was so punctual, and Shuman's merciless words made me want to go up and kill that hateful guy several times, but I still held back after all, Shuman, I can't lose She, God knows what a girl who can make me get up early and buy breakfast every day means to me.

In the cafeteria at noon, I 'accidentally' poured a full of sweet and sour pork ribs on a stranger I didn't know very well. Seeing that the face that was always calm and calm finally showed different emotions, I took out Ling Yun handed over the paper towel, and wiped the stains on the opponent's body one by one, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you, you are too short."

Maybe the nonsense with open eyes was too vividly interpreted by me, but Ling Yun and the others burst out laughing unceremoniously, because in terms of stature, Qing Chu and I are on par.

"It's okay, you don't need to pretend, Shuman is not here."

The few words of Feng Qing Yun Dan just aroused the true fire of samadhi in my body, and I grabbed his collar fiercely, "Do you fucking want to die?"

"Hey, what are you doing? What about you?"

The security office was also in the cafeteria, I waved my hands fiercely, and Qingchu lay on the dining table, another mess.

I don't know why, but I don't feel happy seeing this person, and I don't feel happy when I beat him up, either way.

After taking a few days off, I returned home and told Jiang Ye about my unhappiness.

Jiang Ye laughed at me disrespectfully.By the way, I gave me a concluding sentence: You just think that he is not afraid of you, and there is nothing you can do about him, even if you beat him to death, you will not feel happy.

Inexplicable summary, but I think it makes sense.

I had to think of a way, a way to make Qing Chu completely afraid of me.

But why didn't I think about it at that time, why the original intention changed and became less pure.

Ling Yun's work efficiency is always high.

I lowered my head and casually looked at a series of materials about Qingchu, and finally stayed on a small horizontal line, mentally cleanliness.

I pointed to the small print, "Spiritual cleanliness? What do you mean fuck Hechuan?"

Qian Hechuan is my deskmate. The reason why I asked Qian Hechuan is because Qian Hechuan has a super cleanliness, and his cleanliness is even better than that of girls, so the mental cleanliness should be similar.

"It means that a person has high demands on his own spiritual world. It is not allowed