Qin Yan hates trouble.

Especially hate getting into emotional trouble.As for the beauty that would cause me trouble, if you don't have back pain while standing, whoever wants it will take it away.

It was an accident to meet Luan Xing. He was not on duty that day. He happened to change shifts with his colleagues. He happened to notice a speeding sports car at the intersection. He happened to ride his car and chased him with Cao Run, and happened to meet Luan Xing.

All that happened to get him into a big mess.

But this kind of trouble is not the first, nor will it be the last.

Qingnian Road is the only way to go to the nearby primary and secondary schools.Today's children don't know whether they are getting more and more precocious or more unrestrained.Since he was transferred to Qingnian Road, except for holidays, on average, students passing by would strike up a conversation with him every day.It seems that flirting with the traffic police on the side of the road is something to show off.

Whenever a girl gently called his brother to ask him for a phone number, no matter what he answered, the girl would return to her friend afterwards, and then burst into laughter.At this time, Qin Yan felt like a monkey in a zoo, everyone could come and tease him, but he couldn't get angry, because even a group of minors couldn't help being angry.On the contrary, it is easy to be beaten up, saying that such a big person cares about a group of children.

He is only six, seven, eighty-nine years older than those middle school students... Who is not a child!

It's... so annoying.

I thought that refusing with a cold face would make the young man with high self-esteem never appear in front of him again.

After two days of silence, the other party mustered up their morale and made a comeback.If he was carefully pretending to be good in front of him at the beginning, then he must be doing it on purpose now that he is making a sweet voice.

Qin Yan looked at the extra friends on WeChat, and threw his phone aside irritably.Anyway, the little bastard is going to start school tomorrow, at most he can just harass him on the phone, just ignore it.

The imagination was good, but the little bastard sent a message.

Little bastard: (*^▽^*) Brother Qin Yan, see you tomorrow~

Qin Yan ruthlessly glanced at the screen and moved his fingers.

Qin Yan: I don't have the ability to be your brother, just call me by name.

Luan Xing was having a video with Fang Jian, and when he saw the new news, he snickered and said, "I won't talk to you for now!"

He hurriedly opened Qin Yan's dialogue box. Fortunately, these are commonly used words, and he can even guess what they mean. Luan Xing once again regretted why he didn't learn Chinese characters well. Fortunately, the voice input method is very good. After talking about it, there were basically no typos, which solved his trouble of typing and chatting.

Little bastard: That’s not acceptable, respecting the old and loving the young is a traditional virtue.

Respect the old and love the young...

He has just passed his birth year, how old is he?

This time Luan Xing didn't wait to respond, could it be that what he said was so reasonable that Qin Yan was speechless?

Luan Xing secretly smiled for a while, and put the phone aside.Smiling and laughing, the corners of his mouth slowly curled down, the whole person stared at the ceiling in a daze.

tomorrow……

Starting tomorrow, he will go to a new place to study, where there are strange classmates, strange teachers, and strange environment.Even though I've told myself countless times that it's okay, it's no big deal, I still can't stop hesitating.

This kind of hesitation is something he dare not show outside. From the time he can remember, he has struggled every day to provoke his mother to contradict his father, constantly testing their bottom line, as if this is the only way to attract their attention and prove that own existence.Little did he know that he was already standing on the edge of a cliff, and there was an insurmountable gap between him and his closest family members.They are like watching a clown jumping on the beam, watching a person tossing desperately.

He tightly clenched the bed sheet under his body, where is the future, and what color will it be... No one can answer, and no one wants to answer.

I don't know what kind of impulse it was, so Luan Xing clicked on Qin Yan's dialog box.

Little bastard: Brother Qin Yan, what kind of person do you think I will be in the future?

Qin Yan rolled his eyes at the news, not knowing what kind of tricks the little bastard was playing, he sneered and pressed two words.

Qin Yan: Bad guy.

Luan Xing's eyes flashed, and he knew what these two words meant without using translation software.

bad people.

Luan Xing snorted and buried his whole body under the quilt. Even though the air conditioner was not turned on, the coolness kept running around in his body.

The sun shines on the bed through the bay window, Luan Xing frowned lightly and turned over.Footsteps came from the corridor, and the door was pushed open vigorously.

"Luan Xing! Dad told you to get up and go to school to report!" Luan Qian turned around and ran away regardless of whether Luan Xing got up or not after shouting.

Luan Xing yawned, but he still didn't wake up in a daze.There was already the sound of dishes clinking downstairs, and I checked the time, it was seven o'clock.Thinking of getting up at this time every day in the future, Luan Xing wished he could stay in bed.

On the first day of school, Luan Zheng tirelessly told Luan Xing a lot of precautions, and Luan Xing responded vaguely. brother.

At the dinner table, Luan Zheng hesitated and suggested again and again: "On the first day, how about I send you off?"

Before Luan Xing could answer, he was interrupted by Luan Tinghui: "What to give, he is used to it! Besides, you will be busy soon, don't waste time on such trivial things."

"If you don't give it away, you won't give it away." Luan Xing just didn't want to give it away, he stuffed the last bite of buns into his mouth, patted the crumbs on his hand and said, "I'm full, I'll go first."

Riding a small bicycle skillfully, Luan Xing glanced at the watch on his wrist, and rode unsteadily to Qingnian intersection.This road is the only way to go to the No. [-] Middle School, and God wants to help him.I just don't know if the traffic police are on duty at this point.

It turned out that the traffic policeman was not only at work, but was busy posting tickets for illegally parked vehicles on the side of the road.

"Morning!" Luan Xing slid to Qin Yan's side and winked at him.

As soon as Qin Yan took a look at his bicycle, he understood why Luan Xing would swear that he would see you tomorrow. He also knew how Luan Xing, who was born in a wealthy family, was willing to let him live in the school's dormitory with difficult conditions. Fearing that he would have to provide a babysitter for him if he lived in a dormitory, he quickly tore off a ticket and pasted it on the car, saying, "What time is it? If you don't leave, you will be late."

"Brother Qin Yan, I didn't expect you to care about me so much." Luan Xing moved slowly behind him, putting gold on his face without any psychological burden.

Qin Yan tapped Luan Xing's forehead with the ticket in his hand and said angrily: "Go to your school quickly, be careful that I will post a ticket for you."

Luan Xing laughed twice, and left quickly on his bike.

When Cao Run came over, he only saw the afterimage of Luan Xing, and he shouted: "Speed! Speed! Pay attention to the speed!!!"

Luan Xing waved his hand, and the speed really slowed down.

Cao Run sighed: "You are so obedient, what a good boy."

Qin Yan: Hehe... It wasn't this "good boy" who dared to speed just now.

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