Tree Hole Self-Rescue Guide

You see, the world is bright and sunny, and the shade of the tree is left for me to enjoy the coolness...

"Guess." Guo Nan did not give a direct answer.

"Guess or not." Lu Xueqin rolled her eyes at Guo Nan. This kid was really becoming increasingly unclear about his own position, but he was much better than before as he looked lifeless.

After dinner, everyone went back to the classroom to continue self-study. Pei Qiubai, Mo Zhichun, and Xing Shuyuan were on duty today. After dinner, they picked up the cleaning tools placed on the outer wall of the restaurant and went to the playground to clean.

Figures hurriedly crossed the playground in twos and threes to go to the supermarket to buy some snacks, and they had to be prepared to be caught by the head teacher.

"Sister Mo, Brother Pei, thank you." Xing Shuyuan blurted out without any context.

"Hi, we are all friends. We transformed an atheist into a theist. I hope you don't mind." Mo Zhichun poured the garbage into the trash can and looked up to respond.

"It was I who prayed to the gods to appear at that moment. Now it seems that my prayer was not wrong." A smile appeared on the boy's face, adding a touch of charm.

"As a friend, I'm giving you a suggestion: smile more in the future. Look how beautiful you look when you smile." Mo Zhichun poked Pei Qiubai's arm and whispered.

"It turns out that fat people are all potential stocks. Why didn't I have so many attractive seniors when I was a student?"

"Sister, don't I look pretty when I smile?" Pei Qiubai's lips curled up slightly, his thick eyelashes blocked the window in his heart, a red light flashed in his black eyes, and he could only see the girl's figure trapped in them.

Oh my god, the vixen is flirting and seducing people. Pei Qiubai's aesthetic taste is completely in line with his own. When he smiles, the world is almost given to him.

"You are the prettiest. You are all prettier in different ways. Don't be jealous everywhere. It's tiring enough to raise a kid like you."

Mo Zhichun quickly retracted his dangerous thoughts and changed the subject. It is really a difficult road to give enough preference to an insecure child.

Late at night, the snoring sounds in the dormitory echoed one after another, like a symphony. Xing Shuyuan rarely dreams anymore. He has long forgotten about that unexpected encounter. He only dreams occasionally, but he can't see the faces of the people in his dreams. When he wakes up, he can't remember the dreams, leaving only a feeling of loss.

This time, the story in the dream became colorful. By substituting other people’s names into it, it gradually returned to its original form.

In the sultry summer, a rainstorm washed away the heat from the ground, trapping Ling Kong, Xing Shuyuan and a group of people in the public toilet.

At that time, Xing Shuyuan was still a round, fair-skinned boy. His mother fed him a lot of food every day to help him grow taller, but he did not exercise more, so the fat on his body kept accumulating. When others called him fat, he would just respond with a smile, because he would not lose any weight anyway.

Lingkong accompanied his schoolmate to the toilet that day, and a group of younger brothers followed him. A group of people without common sense could not even get together to put together an umbrella.

Xing Shuyuan was holding an umbrella and wanted to go back to the library entrance to get his schoolbag to help out at his uncle's noodle shop. But his blue umbrella was snatched away and handed to Ling Kong and an unknown school girl.

"Brother Ling, use this umbrella to send your junior home first. We'll wait until the rain stops and go back with Xing Shuyuan." Yang Cheng urged.

"Brother Ling, if you have urgent matters, you can take the umbrella and go first. The library entrance is not far away, I can just run back." Xing Shuyuan had to find another way.

"Shuyuan, today I, Lingkong, owe you a favor. Yang Cheng, you must send Shuyuan home safely today, do you hear me?" Lingkong held an umbrella and walked in the rain with his schoolmate, ignoring the flowing water on the ground and their wet shoes. They looked like a perfect couple.

"Brother Ling, don't worry, I will definitely send him home safely." Yang Cheng stared at Xing Shuyuan viciously.

The rain was gradually subsiding. Xing Shuyuan and Yang Cheng, who were not familiar with the group, were about to run to the library entrance, but were grabbed by the collar and pushed to the sink.

"Little Fatty, Brother Ling is gone, let's settle the accounts." Yang Cheng led a group of idiots to surround Xing Shuyuan next to the sink.

"I don't need you to send me off. I want to go out. What are you doing?" The chubby little boy held the corner of his clothes and looked at Yang Cheng nervously.

"Cry, cry, cry, just cry. You are an adult now, aren't you ashamed?"

"Of course I'm setting some rules for you. Aren't you and Brother Ling childhood friends? Normally when I ask you for help, you'll cry and go to your mother, and your mother won't let you do this or that."

"Brother Ling spoils you, but we don't. You really think you're a treasure. Why don't you look in the mirror? You're so young and wearing such rustic glasses. Don't you know that people call you fat behind your back? If it weren't for Brother Ling protecting you, you would have been beaten up by the protection money collectors many times."

"When you're with Brother Ling, you have to follow our rules. Let me tell you, you have to write our weekend homework and be available whenever we call..." Yang Cheng blabbered on.

"Did Lingkong ask you to do this?" Xing Shuyuan interrupted Yang Cheng's brainwashing.

"No, but we want this ourselves. Even if Brother Ling knew, he would still abandon all of us brothers just because of you!"

"Xing Shuyuan, just tell me whether you agree to our conditions or not." Yang Cheng pulled up the little boy who was squatting on the ground and pushed him in front of the mirror in front of the sink.

"Look at how ugly you are and how fat you are. Even if you are the top student in the grade, you are still looked down upon by everyone in the class and no one wants to play with you." Yang Cheng pointed at the boy who was looking down in the mirror and said sarcastically.

"No, my mother said that everyone has different friends. I don't need friends. What's wrong with me being fat? I didn't eat your rice." Xing Shuyuan finally exploded, broke free from Yang Cheng's hand, and yelled at Yang Cheng, recalling those embarrassing scenes.

"Shuyuan is really strong and solid. He is good at studying, but he is still not as popular as my Xiaokong."

"This is Shuyuan, right? He's so cute with his white and chubby face. However, he needs to lose weight. He's out of breath after running a few steps. He's definitely not going to pass the physical education class."

"Fatty, how do you solve this problem? Forget it, I don't know how to do it. Just do the homework for me."

"Fatty, go get some water. Please bring it for us. Those who are capable should do more work. The top student in the class will definitely not mind."

Xing Shuyuan always habitually ignored those malicious words, but they always existed.

My mother said that interesting souls are one in a million, and there will always be a group of people who accept all of you and become friends with you, but where are those friends?

If there really is a god, the god who is in charge of prayers, can you guide me?

"Some people like to stick a knife in their brothers' ribs, and some people like to stab their brothers in the back. I saw it today. You want to get out of this door. Xing Shuyuan has been subdued by you. He doesn't dare to drink and complain to Lingkong."