Indigo

Pu Ling threw away the pen, lay down on the table, squinted and dozed off.

There is no way to learn.

How can geography be so fucking difficult.

The boundary between the first step and the second step starts from the Kunlun Mountains in the west, passes through the Qilian Mountains, and goes southeast to the eastern edge of the Hengduan Mountains...The boundary between the second step and the third step is from northeast to southwest in order of Daxing'an Mountains, Wushan... Fuck it's not Wushan, it's Taihang Mountain...

"Endorsing." Liu Xiaorui walked over with a smile and sat down at the front desk.

Pu Ling froze for a moment, then looked at her: "What's the matter?"

"I can't find you if I have nothing to do." Liu Xiaorui smiled, slapped a piece of cardboard on his desk, then turned around and walked away.

Pu Ling turned the cardboard over, the front was pink, and there was a line of writing, which was quite neat.

-Watch a movie with me on weekends.

There was no tone of rejection at all.

"Who the hell am I!" Feng Han snatched the jammed paper from his hand and shouted.

"Slow down." Pu Ling kicked him.

Feng Han yelled strangely for a few minutes, then sat down with the cardboard and studied it carefully.

"This word," he clicked his tongue, "the art committee gave it to you, right?"

Liu Xiaorui is the art committee member of their class.

"How do you know?" Pu Ling felt a little dazed.

"The words of the literary and art committee are like this, each one is as square as a chocolate bar." Feng Han said, "Oh, I want to eat chocolate."

Pu Ling smiled and put the cardboard on the table.

"Hey, did you agree to it?" Feng Han leaned over and asked.

"No." Pu Ling shook her head.

"Why!" Feng Han shouted.

Pu Ling slapped him on the arm.

"Ah!" Feng Han yelled again exaggeratedly before closing his mouth obediently, and asked in a low voice after a few seconds, "Liu Xiaorui is so pretty, why don't you go?"

"I think you really want to go, you go." Pu Ling said.

"Oh, no one invited me..." Feng Han shook his head embarrassedly, "How could I go?"

Pu Ling glanced at him and continued to recite his own book.

"Multiple comminuted fractures all over the body, mild concussion... There is a knife wound on the abdomen," Zhou Yang looked down the report for a while, and sighed, "This report is written like a false note when I was in school. Yes, why is it so fake?"

"Don't look at you, go check out quickly." Yan Run said.

"Hey, big brother Miyano," Sun Shaonan sat down next to him in the corridor, and waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Tell me the truth, did you beat this guy up like this?"

"I don't even know him," Miyano clicked his tongue, "I picked it up at the door, I haven't even seen what he looks like."

"Why did it die in front of your house somehow?" Sun Shaonan also clicked his tongue.

A nurse passed by pushing a cart and glanced at him.

"He's not dead yet," Yan Run said.

"Seriously injured and comatose, it's almost the same." Sun Shaonan frowned and said, "Why did you pick him up so well? We still have to pay for the funeral expenses when he dies."

"Didn't you read the report card?" Miyano slapped him on the shoulder, "He's not dead yet, don't you think people are too fragile?"

"Why didn't I realize you were so kind before?" Sun Shaonan glared at him, "You don't know where this person came from, he's not clean, what if it's a trouble!"

"No matter what, it's fate, you have the heart to watch him die?" Miyano said.

"I can bear it." Sun Shaonan nodded.

"You fart." Miyano said.

"Fuck. Your uncle," Sun Shaonan suddenly turned his face and looked at him for a while, then frowned and said, "You can't be a fan..."

"Fuck your uncle!" Miyano shook his hand, "I didn't even see what a person looks like, I didn't tell the fuck just now!"

Sun Shaonan clicked his tongue: "Anyway, I don't care, don't expect me to bear the medical expenses for him."

"I'll go out as I go." Miyano nodded.

The author has something to say: Pu Ling: Brother Yan, what did you usually do when I was in school?

Miyano: Waiting for your return.

(I will be preparing for the exam in the next period of time, so I will suspend the update sorry

☆, 16

"What about you? If you don't do an inspection, you'll think Wang Lei's fist is made of cotton?" Sun Shaonan looked at him and clicked his tongue.

"Good morning." Miyano said.

Yan Run sighed, and sat down next to him: "Brother Yan, I always feel that your beating this time is not worth it."

"Nonsense, is there anything in the world that deserves to be beaten?" Miyano glanced at him.

"If you really think Wang Lei is endless, why don't you tell us to find him to solve it together, why not alone..." Yan Run shook his head.

"If I don't let him punch a few times to vent his anger, can he let Pu Ling go." Miyano said.

"Aren't you being too nice to that kid?" Sun Shaonan asked.

"Because he's a child, just like Gonghe, what's the problem?" Miyano asked, "It was me who beat up Wang Lei's brother, and I have to pay a price to end it. What is the problem?"

"You don't think you have a crush on Pu Ling, do you?" Sun Shaonan laughed.

"Your mind is full of water all day, right?" Miyano looked at him, "Did you really hear what I said?"

"Oh, I heard that." Sun Shaonan nodded awkwardly.

"And keep your mouth tight, he doesn't know what's best." Miyano said.

"Oh, I know." Sun Shaonan said awkwardly again.

Miyano couldn't help kicking him.

"Hey you! Don't go!"

Liu Xiaorui ran to the front of Pu Ling, and then blocked the back door of the classroom with her hand.

"Anything else?" Pu Ling tilted her head.

"Have you read the card I gave you?" Liu Xiaorui asked impatiently.

"Look." Pu Ling said.

"...And then?" Liu Xiaorui was a little shocked.

"I'm not going." Pu Ling said.

"Why didn't you go?" Liu Xiaorui pursed her lips, disappointed and curious.

"No time, I have to do my homework and help the family." Pu Ling looked at her, "Can you let me go, I'm going home late."

Liu Xiaorui froze for a moment, then slowly moved half of her body away.

"Thank you." Pu Ling walked out.

It was a bit cold, so Pu Ling grabbed the strap of her schoolbag and stood at the school gate to do a few stretching exercises, but the soles of her feet didn't even heat up.

There was a message on the phone, which was sent by Miyano 10 minutes ago.

- I have something to do tonight, so be careful on the road, and call me anytime if you need anything.

Pu Ling looked at it again with his mobile phone, and only then gave him a good past.

It was probably because of this hour that I had to study by myself in the evening. On the way Pu Ling walked to the convenience store, there were many sticky couples holding hands.

As they walked, the two began to gnaw on each other, gnawing so forgetfully that they didn't even care about the people behind them.

Putting his hands in his pockets, Pu Ling walked past them without a word.

Suddenly I remembered that night when the building was broken.

The scene where Miyano pressed his head and bit his lip hard and roughly.

Pu Ling felt his eyelids twitch, he took a deep breath, and tried hard to throw the picture out of his mind quickly.

The person who was picked up recovered very quickly, and could sit up and eat by himself in three days, although he needed someone to help him go to the toilet.

Miyano sat by the hospital bed and served him a bowl of porridge with a large spoon.

"Thank you," the man whispered.

"You..." Miyano thought for a while, then remembered his name on the medical record, "Fang Xun."

"Huh?" Fang Xun raised his face and looked at him seriously.

"Feeling better?" Miyano asked.

"It's much better. I think I'll be discharged from the hospital this week. I'll return you the money for the hospitalization after I'm discharged." Fang Xun answered smoothly, probably thinking that Miyano would ask such questions.

"Ah, neither do I. I'm not particularly anxious." Miyano touched his nose and said, "Isn't it too early to be discharged from the hospital this week?"

"No," Fang Xun patted the back of his hand with a smile, "Brother Yan, don't worry, I'm almost ready."

"Oh." Miyano nodded and looked at him again, "I haven't asked you yet, how old are you?"

"Nineteen." Fang Xun said softly.

"One year younger than me?" Miyano hissed, looking at him, "I can't tell, I thought you were fifteen or sixteen."

"I'm really nineteen." Fang Xun smiled.

Probably because of his small face and big eyes, Fang Xun looks very small, even smaller than Pu Ling.

Pu Ling... Miyano frowned, he didn't seem to see her much these days.

It's not that I haven't seen it very often. I live in a courtyard, and I don't see him when I look down. I see him every day.

It's just that he hasn't said much, Pu Ling is not a person who likes to take the initiative to talk, and because of Fang Xun's matter, he runs to the hospital every day like Lei Feng...

So I haven't talked for a while.

Miyano felt as if he hadn't met before he had a good conversation.

After the National Day holiday, October slipped away very quickly, and it was November in the blink of an eye. The second year of high school took another big exam. This time Pu Ling made remarkable progress, at least her geography score did not count down.

A few weeks after the exam, it was the 11th, Singles' Day.

"This bachelor...festive," Feng Han bit his pen and clicked his tongue, then turned to look at Pu Ling, "It's a festival for people like us, Pu Ling, how do you spend it?"

"But." Pu Ling stuffed the books into the bag.

"Hey, why don't we find a place to set off a salute." Feng Han was so excited that he grabbed Pu Ling's schoolbag.

The movement was too hard, and Pu Ling slapped him on the back of the hand.

"Fuck! I said why did you hit me for the salute!" Feng Han retracted his hands angrily.

Pu Ling didn't speak, and touched the torn schoolbag.

299, no matter what, it can't be ruined by others.

I unexpectedly didn't study late today. I don't know if it's because the school leaders also celebrate Singles' Day.

Pu Ling had just walked out of the school gate with her schoolbag on her back. When she looked up, she saw Miyano sitting on a [-]-bar across the road and waving to him.

He had seen this car before, but he didn't know where it came from. Miyano rode it every day and went to nowhere.

Pu Ling looked at Miyano, and suddenly felt a very unreal feeling.

What's the matter.

Probably because it's been a while since I ate, talked or slept with him.

"Why are you here?" Pu Ling walked over.

"I'll take you to celebrate Singles' Day." Miyano said jokingly, but what she thought was that Pu Ling looked pleasing to the eye in her school uniform.

"Do you still know about Singles' Day?" Pu Ling smiled.

"Can I not know about my festival?" Miyano clicked his tongue and patted the back seat, "Come up and take you home."

"I'm going to help my mother," Pu Ling said.

Miyano nodded and drove him to the vegetable market.

"Hey, who am I talking about?" Miyano put his foot on the ground, stopped the car far away, and looked at the door of the flower shop, "This Uncle Hu, is it interesting to your mother?"

Pu Ling looked over his shoulder and saw Lao Hu who was helping his mother move the flowers into the shop at the entrance of the flower shop.

"Yes." Pu Ling sighed.

"Are you okay?" Miyano asked.

"As long as my mother likes it, I have no objection." Pu Ling said.

"After that, do you have to be called Papa Hu?" Miyano asked again.

"No." Pu Ling said.

"Do you have an opinion or something?" Miyano clicked his tongue.

"No," Pu Ling got off the bicycle, swung the schoolbag in the basket on her back, and walked forward without looking back, "I don't have a problem with anyone, but I just hate the name itself."

Miyano thought for a while, then parked the car and followed.

"Pu, Pu, Pu Ling is here." Old Hu wiped his sweat with a smile.

"Yeah." Pu Ling nodded and helped him carry a big potted plant on Sanlun into the store.

Miyano followed him in.

The business in the flower shop is quite good, and there are young couples picking flowers together.

It's weird, Singles' Day, the festival of singles, it's fun for those who have a partner to join in the fart.

Miyano thought, his expression changed when he raised his eyes.

Standing opposite him, Xue Xin probably didn't notice that he and Pu Ling were picking roses on the shelf with no expression, and he was holding a girl by his side.

The girl looked familiar, and Miyano thought for a while and remembered that it was the very smart girl named Yan Ze.

However, Yan Ze didn't seem very happy, his face was ashen.

With a bang, Miyano turned his head and saw the small watering can in Pu Ling's hand fell to the ground.

Pu Ling also saw Xue Xin.

Without saying a word, he squatted down and picked up the watering can.

"Don't be impulsive." Miyano pressed his shoulder.

Pu Ling almost squatted down and sat down on the ground. He raised his head and gave Miyano an angry look.

"Did I say I was going to be impulsive?" Pu Ling clicked his tongue.

"I don't say you will be fine." Miyano said.

Pu Ling sighed, picked up the watering can and stood up without saying a word.

Xue Xin's gaze happened to cast over, and collided with his gaze.

"Fuck," Xue Xin impatiently threw the few roses he just picked back on the shelf, "What shit luck, let's go."

"Let's go" was said to Yan Ze who was next to him. Yan Ze didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it, he was staring at a cactus in a daze.

"What's the matter, classmate, don't you like it?" Mom came over and asked with a smile.

"Mom." Pu Ling called her.

"Huh?" Mom looked at him.

"It's all right." Puling said after a pause.

Miyano snatched the small watering can from his hand and sprayed it on the flower shelf, some water droplets splashed on Xue Xin's face.

"Fuck. What are you doing?" Xue Xin raised his hand to cover his face.

"Watering the flowers, haven't you seen it?" Miyano looked at him and said.

Xue Xin gave him a hard look, then grabbed Yan Ze's arm and walked out.

"Know you?" Mom asked.

"I don't know, how could I know that kind of idiot." Miyano said.

"I don't know why you are chasing my guests?" Mom raised her eyebrows.

Miyano: "...Auntie, I'm sorry."

My mother suddenly laughed: "I'm just kidding with you. Today is Singles' Day. Auntie will send you a flower. I hope you will find your sweetheart soon."

As she spoke, she handed Miyano a red rose wrapped in purple plastic paper.

Miyano took it and smelled it with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie."

"What about mine?" Pu Ling asked.

"You? Your child's family, what kind of flowers do you want?" Mom said.

"Did you hear that, children are from every family." Miyano looked at him and smiled.

"Shut up." Pu Ling clicked his tongue.

The business of the convenience store is not good today, even slightly worse than usual.

Miyano sat in the dining area eating instant noodles, eating while playing with his mobile phone.

While flipping through the geography book, Pu Ling looked up at him.

"What are you looking at me for?" Miyano poked a piece of beef jerky smaller than a fingernail from his face and threw it into his mouth.

Fuck, does this guy have eyes in the back of his head or something.

Pu Ling frowned, lowered her head and turned a page of the book: "Who saw you, are you drunk from instant noodle soup?"

"Oh." Miyano nodded, covered the face, and threw it into the trash can at the door.

"Is the guest full? If not, I'll make another can for you." Pu Ling said casually, turning the pen.

"I'm full." Miyano sighed comfortably, then slumped back to his seat in the dining area to play with his mobile phone.

"You haven't been here for a while, and the sales level of our store's night merchandise has dropped." Pu Ling said.

"That's why I'm here." Miyano said.

Pu Ling didn't speak, and secretly started laughing while looking at the words on the book, without reading a single word.

As usual, the door closed at twelve o'clock, and Pu Ling went home on Miyano's [-]th bar.

This car is strong and strong, but the wheels squeaked and screamed all the way.

Pu Ling poked Miyano's back amidst the noise of the wheels: "What have you been up to lately?"

"I'm not busy." Miyano gasped, "It's so cold, put the hat on my clothes on for me."

Pu Ling reached out to put the coat hat on for him, and resumed the topic: "Why do you drive your little Erba out all day when you're not busy?"

"Do business, what's the matter?" Miyano said slowly.

"Oh." Pu Ling stopped asking, thought for a while, and said, "I don't want to do the leaflet job anymore."

"Why?" Miyano asked.

"It's inexplicable, that auntie supervisor gives me more money every time, I'm a little embarrassed." Pu Ling clicked his tongue.

"You still don't want to do it if I give you more money?" Miyano smiled, "Aren't you too willful, young man?"

"There is also a bear in our group, and it's annoying to grab the leaflets every time." Pu Ling sighed, "Anyway, I don't want to do it."

"Don't do it if you don't want to do it." Miyano said after a moment of silence, "You are still young, so you shouldn't have so many part-time jobs."

Pu Ling was too lazy to speak, and leaned her face on Miyano's back, closed her eyes and meditated.

The car stopped at the gate of the yard.

"It's here." Miyano patted him on the shoulder.

Pu Ling opened her eyes and was about to get out of the car, but Miyano let out a surprised cry.

"Fang Xun?" Miyano said.

What is Fang Xun?

Pu Ling thought about it, looked up, and was stunned.

There was a thin and small man squatting at the gate of the yard, with a small suitcase standing beside him.

Hearing Miyano's voice, the man raised his face from his knees and looked at him quietly.

"You...why are you here?" Miyano walked towards him.

Fang Xun stood up unsteadily, suddenly leaned forward, hugged Miyano with his whole body, buried his face in his shoulder, and cried softly and restrainedly.

It sounded pretty sad.

Pu Ling frowned and walked over.

Fang Xun.

He didn't recognize the name.

Miyano's friend Pu Ling couldn't remember his full name, but he would have an impression when he heard it. He didn't have an impression of Fang Xun's name.

Judging by Miyano's attitude...it seems that he is not very familiar with him.

and so.

Pu Ling suddenly realized that Fang Xun might be something Miyano was busy with during this time.

"Let's go into the house first." Miyano lifted Fang Xun's box and pushed open the door.

Fang Xun hummed lightly, and walked in behind him.

The door was opened slightly, and Pu Ling dragged on the strap of her schoolbag, waiting for both of them to go in before going in.

The only broken lamp in the yard was lit pitifully, and the ground could barely be seen clearly.

"Puling." Miyano turned to call him.

Pu Ling didn't speak, and stood still in the darkness.

"It's late, you go to bed early." Miyano said.

"I'm not sleepy." Pu Ling said, after a pause, "Did something happen to him? Does he need my help?"

He heard Fang Xun sniffing, but Fang Xun didn't respond to him.

After a few seconds, Miyano said: "No, you go to bed early."

Pu Ling turned her head and walked home.

I really want to slam the door.

But mom is asleep, and slamming the door will wake her up.

Forget it.

Pu Ling closed the door softly and walked to the room on the second floor.

There is a window in the room, and you can see the short corridor from Miyano's room to the balcony of his house, as well as Miyano's balcony and room.

Pu Ling leaned against the window, squinted for a while in the dark, and saw Miyano and Fang Xun enter the room together, and did not come out for a long time.

The author has something to say: climb up and update

☆, 17

Didn't sleep well all night and woke up earlier than usual.

Pu Ling pushed open the balcony door and went out. When she looked up, she saw a pair of trousers, a jacket, and a pair of men's underwear hanging on Miyano's balcony.

Wet.

Definitely not Miyano.

That Fang Xun...

He thought of Fang Xun who was squatting at the door last night.

I didn't see the face very clearly, but felt very small and weak.

Pu Ling leaned on the railing, the cold that hit his face early in the morning did not give him any sense of sobriety.

Only restlessness.

"Is it cold?"

Miyano opened the little sun, and deliberately moved it closer to Fang Xun's legs.

"Fortunately, it's not particularly cold." Fang Xun shook his finger on the little sun.

"Where does your father live, I'll find him today." Miyano said.

Fang Xun let out a cry, and looked up at him in shock.

"What's wrong?" Miyano also looked at him.

"No...Brother Yan," Fang Xun said softly, "You don't have to stand up for me."

"It's a matter of convenience." Miyano said.

"I can solve it myself." Fang Xun suddenly stood up and went to get his suitcase, "Excuse me, I..."

"Where are you going? You don't have any money on you." Miyano grabbed him.

Fang Xun's eyes gradually turned red, and he looked a little pitiful.

"Ah..." Miyano looked at him helplessly, and said after a while, "I won't look for your father, okay?"

"Thank you," Fang Xun's lips trembled, "Thank you Brother Yan."

Miyano let go of him and went to stand in the kitchen.

I forgot to buy rice recently, and I can hardly cook other things, and I can also cook noodles.

"Brother Yan." Fang Xun came over at some point and stood beside him, "I'll come."

"Can I cook a noodle by myself?" Miyano said.

"Come on, I'll cook it for you." Fang Xun smiled.

Facts have proved that the noodles cooked by Fang Xun are really delicious, much better than those cooked by himself.

With his skill, even Gong He was unwilling to join him for dinner, so Pu Ling didn't dislike it.

"Is it delicious?" Fang Xun sat opposite him and asked confidently.

Miyano nodded: "It can be said to be excellent."

Fang Xun laughed happily, and when he smiled, there was a small dimple on the left cheek.

"Do you have dimples?" Miyano looked at him.

"Ah," Fang Xun was stunned, and stretched out his hand to poke his face, "Is this over here?"

"Yeah." Miyano said, "You have to smile often, what's the matter with a good young man who is always frowning all day long."

"I smile when I'm happy, like now, when I'm with you." Fang Xun smiled again, and asked while eating noodles, "Do I look good?"

"Ah? What..." Miyano was stunned, thinking he heard it wrong.

"Am I good-looking, Brother Yan?" Fang Xun looked at him.

"you......"

Fang Xun reached out and grabbed his finger, shaking it lightly.

"It's pretty." Miyano took his fingers out of his palm.

Fang Xun didn't mind, and continued to smile: "I knew you were the first time I saw you."

"Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense," Miyano clicked his tongue, "You couldn't even open your eyes the first time you saw me."

Fang Xun didn't answer, and said again: "Me too."

His gaze was hot and frank, and Miyano couldn't even avoid it, so he simply put down his chopsticks and looked directly at him: "So?"

"You do not want......"

"Fang Xun, are you saying this to pay the rent?" Miyano interrupted him.

Fang Xun was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but started laughing.

"Is it that funny?" Miyano looked at him.

"It seems that this trick is useless to you." Fang Xun raised his eyebrows, and cleverly rounded up the topic.

"Yeah, so I won't mention it in the future." Miyano also smiled.

"But what I said is true," Fang Xun said softly, "I am, and I know you are too."

"Don't talk about tongue twisters." Miyano knocked on the bowl with chopsticks, "I want to live here. You have to wash the dishes and do housework for me."

"No problem." Fang Xun said.

"So refreshing?" Miyano narrowed his eyes.

"It's under the fence." Fang Xun sighed.

Yesterday's trash hasn't been dumped yet.

Pu Ling supported her head, staring at the can of covered instant noodles in the trash can at the entrance of the convenience store.

Now, Pu Ling looked at his watch, it was 27:[-] in the afternoon.

The boss had something to do temporarily, so he called him over to help look after the store.

The afternoon is long enough, so you don’t need to come over at night, you can stay at home safely without worrying about being caught by your mother.

And this afternoon's schedule is a self-study class, there is nothing to do.

Pu Ling flipped through two pages of geography and found it very boring. Just as she was about to stuff it back into her schoolbag, the phone on the table vibrated.

It was two messages from Liu Xiaorui.

-The teacher conducts raids and counts the number of self-study students.

- Deduction of credit for absence.

Pu Ling didn't particularly care about those credits, nor did she particularly want to talk to Liu Xiaorui.

After a few seconds, another message popped up, it was from Liu Xiaorui.

- But I made a fake note for you, so you can get away with it! ^^

Pu Ling moved her fingers slowly before pressing a letter on the keyboard, and another message popped up.

- how to thank me

"..."

He was a little speechless, did Liu Xiaorui eat rockets? The speed of his hands made it hard for anyone to say a word.

The phone was quiet, and Liu Xiaorui didn't send any more messages, and seemed to be waiting for his response.

Pu Ling thought for a while, then told her back.

-Thank you

- how would you like to thank

-emmmm, treat me to a movie! ^^ I bought all the movie tickets

- I invite you to watch a movie, why do I ask you to buy a movie ticket

- so you agree

Pu Ling looked at the screen of the mobile phone, and replied with a hmm, feeling very annoying.

It wasn't because of Liu Xiaorui, nor was it because he wanted to watch a movie.

Anyway, it's annoying.

"Need not."

Miyano put her hands on her chest.

"Try it." Fang Xun frowned, "You don't believe me?"

"I really don't need it." Miyano sighed, "I don't like cutting my hair."

"I promise to cut it for you very smoothly." Fang Xun said sincerely.

"..."

Miyano sat back on the chair helplessly, with his long legs barely placed between the chair and the wall.Fang Xun tore off a whole piece of cloth, and then covered him.

"What... a raincoat?" Miyano looked at himself in the mirror in shock.

"Well, the materials are limited." Fang Xun raised the scissors.

"Wait, wait!" Miyano covered his forehead.

"What are you waiting for? Wait until your hair grows." Fang Xun took his hand away.

Miyano sighed in pain.

"What about you now," Fang Xun quickly picked up a strand of hair from the back of his head and cut it off, "If the hair is longer, it's like picking up rags, if it's shorter, it's gay."

"...Be careful what you say." Miyano clicked his tongue.

"I'm serious." Fang Xun raised his eyebrows at Miyano in the mirror and smiled.

Miyano lowered her eyes, avoiding his gaze.

Fang Xun's craftsmanship is not bad.

Miyano lifted off his raincoat, got up and looked at himself in the mirror.

The hair is a little shorter and not as messy as before.

What Miyano is most afraid of is trouble. It doesn't matter whether his hair is long or short, as long as it doesn't bother him.

"Thank you." Miyano Fang Xun said.

Fang Xun wiped the scissors with a napkin, and said softly, "Is it worth one day's room fee?"

"You..." Miyano pointed at him and couldn't help laughing, "Sure, yes, I agree."

The movie ticket Liu Xiaorui bought is at ten o'clock in the evening, and he can watch it after evening self-study.

Pu Ling wanted to give her the money for the movie ticket, but she touched her pocket and found that she didn't take her wallet. She wanted to go home to get it, but was blocked by Liu Xiaorui after school.

"You can't refuse me this time." Liu Xiaorui frowned and said, "I've bought all my tickets."

"...Yeah." Pu Ling nodded.

The movie theater is three stops away from the school, and the walking time is just right.

Liu Xiaorui was in a good mood, carrying her schoolbag and walking backwards in front of him, smiling at him from time to time.

"Did you buy the review material that the English teacher said in class today?" Liu Xiaorui said.

"No." Pu Ling bowed her head and sent a message to her mother, saying that she would be late.

"I bought it!" Liu Xiaorui tilted her head, and the ball-like hair on her head also tilted, "Do you want to lend it to you? It's really useful!"

"Give me the address, I'll go buy a copy when I have time," Pu Ling said.

Liu Xiaorui opened her mouth and nodded regretfully: "Okay."

The two arrived at the cinema, and Pu Ling went to pick up the tickets.

It was a comedy film, Pu Ling looked at the time on the ticket, and there were 10 minutes left before leaving.

"Hey!" Liu Xiaorui jumped over like a rabbit, and tugged on Pu Ling's sleeve, "You buy me popcorn."

"I didn't bring any money." Pu Ling said, "I'm sorry."

"..." Liu Xiaorui was stunned, blinking a few times and looking at him.

Pu Ling looked a little embarrassed by her: "I didn't lie to you, I forgot to bring it."

"Okay." Liu Xiaorui pouted and went to buy a big bucket of popcorn by herself, and walked towards the entrance with Pu Ling.

There were not many people this time, and their seats were in the fifth row.

"The fifth row has the best view, every time I watch a movie, I'm always in the fifth row." Liu Xiaorui said.

"Yes." Pu Ling nodded.

In fact, he has never been to a movie theater, and he doesn't know where the view is good and where the view is not.

Comedies are boring, the kind of movies where you can guess the ending after watching the first 5 minutes.Pu Ling's eyelids sank as he watched, and he yawned very restrainedly and reservedly.

"Here." Liu Xiaorui held a popcorn and handed it to his mouth.

Pu Ling glanced at her, reached out and took the popcorn.

"You don't like me feeding you?" Liu Xiaorui whispered while looking at the big screen of the movie.

"Yeah." Pu Ling said.

"..." Liu Xiaorui got a little angry, turned her head and didn't talk to him again.

Pu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, chewing the popcorn tastelessly.

Halfway through the movie, Liu Xiaorui suddenly got up.

"What?" Pu Ling raised her head and asked.

"Can you stop asking, I'm going to the toilet." Liu Xiaorui said angrily.

"Oh." Pu Ling smiled and made way for her.

After a while, Liu Xiaorui came back shaking her hands, holding Pu Ling's shoulders in the dark to sit back in her seat.

Pu Ling reached out to help her, but she didn't expect her fingers to touch something soft.

Both were stunned.

"Hey! Don't stand still, the people behind won't be able to see it!" Someone said.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Liu Xiaorui apologized in panic, and sat down quickly.

Pu Ling glanced at her: "Just now... I'm sorry, are you..."

"You pervert!" Liu Xiaorui whispered angrily, "Pu Ling, you are a pervert! Pervert!"

"...Damn it, I really didn't mean it." Pu Ling sighed.

"Stop it!" Liu Xiaorui growled angrily.

"..." Pu Ling chose to shut up.

Amid the exaggerated cries of the protagonist, the comedy movie ended.

Liu Xiaorui got up angrily and rushed outside, Pu Ling quickly chased after her.

"Hey!" Pu Ling grabbed her arm, "Wait a minute."

"What are you doing!" Liu Xiaorui stared at him.

"Can you listen to my apology?" Pu Ling said, feeling like a scumbag now.

"Okay," Liu Xiaorui shook off his hand and stood with folded arms, "You tell me, I'll listen."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now." Pu Ling sighed, "I swear."

"You have to be responsible to me." Liu Xiaorui looked at him and blushed suddenly.

"What's the burden?" Pu Ling thought she had heard wrong.

"Responsible!" Liu Xiaorui shouted.

"..."

-Are you there

Miyano put down the can of paint and looked at the phone screen.

Before he could reply, Pu Ling's message jumped in again.

- Jinhong Cinema, emergency

-!

Miyano frowned, stuffed all the doodles back into the TV cabinet, and took the keys to go downstairs.

"Why are you going?" Fang Xun poked his head out of the bathroom.

"Something happened." Miyano said without looking back.

[-] all the way arrived at the entrance of Jinhong Cinema in a flash.

At this moment, the movie had just ended, and many people went out.

Miyano leaned Erba against the wall and walked into the cinema.

Pu Ling stood in the corner of the hall, followed by a girl with a flushed face.

girlfriend?

Miyano thought, and walked over: "Puling."

When Pu Ling raised his eyes, his expression seemed to be amnesty.

"Sixty." He stretched out his hand towards Miyano.

"What?" Miyano was confused.

"Lend me 60 yuan, hurry up." Pu Ling said.

Miyano continued to hand out the money to him in a daze.

Pu Ling took the money and walked towards the girl.

"What are you doing?" Liu Xiaorui asked impatiently.

"Today's movie ticket money should be paid by me." Pu Ling said.

Liu Xiaorui was so angry that she gave him a blank look: "What about the popcorn?"

"..." Pu Ling silently turned and looked at Miyano, "Give me another twenty."

Miyano gave him another twenty.

Pu Ling handed the twenty to Liu Xiaorui.

Liu Xiaorui