The young man's confession was accompanied by the sound effects of a horror movie, so distorted and weird that it gave Leng Yanqiu goose bumps.

How arrogant you were in the past, how humble and pitiful you are now.

This was just Leng Yanqiu's perspective. In fact, the couples watching the movie behind him found it interesting. Two or three whistles were blew jokingly, and some people enthusiastically shared their experiences: "Little brother, your confession is not strong enough. At least you should kneel down on one knee and hold a bunch of roses, haha..."

It turned out that, since some time ago, You Dianshuai's words and actions had been blatantly heard and watched by the audience in the back row.

Even Leng Yanqiu, who blocked his left perception, had to put aside the exciting plot and solve the problem.

Chuunibyou is a disease that can be cured by time.

As a result, Marshal You Dian fell seriously ill and was unwilling to wait for the right time to take action.

Moreover, as if he was encouraged, he slowly stood up and slowly lowered his center of gravity.

Leng Yanqiu moved as fast as lightning, directly pinched one of his arms, lifted it up and swung it backwards. There were several screams from the people in the back seat, and figures fell to the side.

You Dianshuai was thrown to the third row while feeling dizzy, lying on his back, first occupying the length of five empty seats, and then falling down, with his buttocks landing on the ground, and his hands and feet stuck in an empty seat.

The audience was as quiet as a chicken. This is the correct way to watch a horror movie.

In the eyes of the audience in the back row: In the third row, there were two hands and two feet, one hand and one foot, no hands and no feet, a head, a back, and a limping black figure, limping out...

The shadow of the girl in the middle of the first row did not move.

Horror film.

Outside the cinema, Li Wenbo was squatting on the ground smoking like an adult. When You Dianshuai insisted on going in to find Leng Yanqiu, he tried to stop him, but "good words can't persuade a damned ghost", and You Dianshuai didn't listen at all.

Seeing You Dianshuai limping out with a distraught look, Li Wenbo let out a "tsk" sound, stood up and put his arm around his shoulder. Unfortunately, he was not as tall as You Dianshuai, so it was difficult for him to do so.

"It was pushed back?"

……

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? You just wouldn't listen! Even if you want to get revenge and dump Sister Qiu again, you have to create some conditions for yourself that Sister Qiu will like! Look at you now. You are not good at studying and can't catch up with Sister Qiu. As for your appearance - you are handsome, but Sister Qiu is pretty now. Don't you see that even our school's "campus hunk" Gao Junjie is staring at Sister Qiu every day? Compared with the campus hunk, aren't you far behind in every aspect?"

Li Wenbo spoke from the bottom of his heart: "You should take care of your legs first. Why are you lame again now?"

You Dianshuai shook off his arm around his shoulder. It would be better not to have friends like this who would poke at his every ache, but he was now isolated and helpless in the class, and this guy was the only one who was willing to stay by his side.

"Then give me some ideas, what should we do?"

"Hehe," Li Wenbo flicked the cigarette butt into the trash can and continued to hang his arm on You Dianshuai's shoulder. "Sister Qiu loves to study, so you should study with her! When did Gao Junjie go to see Sister Qiu? It was always for the sake of studying. You should do the same! For example, Sister Qiu ignored me at first, but later I joined the group to do my homework live, and then Sister Qiu looked at me straight in the eye."

You Dianshuai: "But you guys won't let me join the group!"

After returning to school, the middle school boy kept putting on airs, expecting other classmates to hang around him like before, but he became more and more disappointed day by day. It was unlikely that his only remaining best friend, Li Wenbo, would get close to him unless he took the initiative to cling to him.

Only this best friend still believed that he tried every means to get close to Leng Yanqiu in order to take revenge on her.

From the change in Dian Shuai's eyes, he knew that his academic performance was not in the bottom ten before. Wasn't it because of his injured leg that he missed his studies? After he came back, he thought about making Leng Yanqiu regret it every day, but he ended up ranking last in the class.

He is ranked last, and his father and mother are not happy about it. His mother has been planning to let him find a wife and have children as soon as he graduates from junior high school, and his father has been thinking about where to work for him and what skill to learn.

The last-placed student would also be dissatisfied, right? No one really thinks they are stupid.

"Okay, I'll study hard!" You Dianshuai finally said this, with a look of gritted teeth on his face.

"Then you must not pester Sister Qiu anymore and make her unhappy. Brother, don't you know that every time I see you staring at Sister Qiu, I'm afraid that your leg will be broken."

Li Wenbo clapped his hands. If this action could change his brothers, it would be a success.

You Dianshuai sat on the stone steps stroking his injured leg. Li Wenbo fiddled with WeChat and quietly added You Dianshuai to the group, telling him not to make any noise and not to attract attention, and to absolutely not approach Sister Qiu.

Li Wenbo himself was not interested in the big cake he had drawn: "You study hard, and when you surpass Sister Qiu, plus you are handsome, hehe, maybe Sister Qiu will confess to you first..."

The ideal is so perfect, and the middle school boy seemed to be dreaming of all this. Should he throw away the love letter? Should he say to Leng Yanqiu righteously: "There was a sincere love in front of you, but you didn't cherish it. Why wait until you lose it to regret it?"

That’s right, Leng Yanqiu, you have already lost me!

The middle school boy's blood boiled with excitement due to his imagination, while another man who had a limp like him was furious and smashed his crutch against the window, causing a large piece of glass to fall down with a "clatter".

It was winter now. When the glass broke, the north wind blew in, filling the room with cold.

Hearing the noise, the old couple of the Leng family rushed over: "My son, what happened?"

It's the second day of the Chinese New Year and there's not a single visitor. Who else could have offended the boss?

Leng Zhiqiang raised his phone and was about to smash it, his anger driving him crazy: "That woman deserves to die! Damn it!"

"Ding Guihua?" This was the name that first came into Mrs. Leng's mind.

Leng Zhiqiang ignored her, put his phone down heavily, and continued to make calls.

"Sorry, no one answered the call you made..."

"Sorry……"

The north wind was blowing, Leng Zhiqiang said: "She's serious, she's serious with me!"

The landlord said the phone number was no longer valid.

"Who is serious? What happened?" The eldest son's expression scared the old couple so much that the old man took out heart pills from his cotton-padded jacket pocket and took a few to calm his nerves.

Leng Zhiqiang couldn't throw his phone, so he simply kicked the coffee table and turned it over. His furious voice resounded through the sky: "That damn woman ran away! She ran away before the New Year!"

The landlord said that the rent would be paid at the end of the year. He went to the rental house to pack up for the next tenant and found Leng Zhiqiang's clothes and belongings. He called to ask what to do with them and whether to keep them.

Old Master Leng almost choked on the heart-saving pills. He grabbed his son's sleeve and asked, "Then, where is our eldest grandson?"

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