Nonlinear Love

non-linear love

Author: Fu Yunjian

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Su Lian's lover, Chiliang, died of lung cancer at the age of twenty-five.

Distraught, he meets a master who tells him that he can travel back in time, correct his mistakes, and change the outcome.

Back at Seventeen, Su Lian had an extra watch in his hand, and as long as he moved the pointer, he could jump the time.

However, the first time he met Chi Wang, he stood outside the school wall with his schoolbag across his face, with a complicated expression.

His perfect boyfriend with a calm personality and no bad habits...

The school boy who was said to be excellent in both character and study, and whose teacher praised and admired his studies...

The arrogant man who has become a business upstart after three years of business...

At this moment, he is hanging around, wearing his school uniform, squatting on the wall with an unruly face, and is jumping down.

Su Lian was heartbroken and kicked the man in again.

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Chi Wang felt that the new transfer student was sick.

He was irritable and complained to his brother: "Supervise Laozi to go to bed early, get up early, study hard and do morning exercises? That's fine, even his private life has to be taken care of. Does he live in the Pacific Ocean???"

Later, Chi Li's brothers looked at their boss, and were gradually subdued by the ruthless transfer student, stunned.

Brother: "Master, do you remember the previous resistance?"

Chi Wan casually replied, "I'm enjoying it a lot now."

·Ruffian Attack X Cool Brother Shou

·No nüè, it is the redemption Xiang Xiaotianwen, the copywriting is hard, look at the text

·Practice the pen and let it fly, just want to write about the young people who are young, don't tell me

Content tags: qiángqiáng love, travel through time and space, campus

Search keywords: Protagonist: Su Lian, Chi Li ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others:

One-sentence introduction: Go back to seventeen and love you when you are young.

Intention: study hard, keep fit

Brief review of the work:

Su Lian's lover, Chi Liang, died of lung cancer at the age of twenty-five. He was distraught, met a master, and got a watch that could jump the time. In order to prevent the tragedy from happening again, Su Lian traveled back to the past, from exercise to study and daily life, he helped Chi Huang complete a huge transformation. During this process, the two accompany each other and heal each other, have gone through the most beautiful time together, and also changed the outcome of the future. The tone of this article is relaxed, witty and humorous, healing and warm, the character image is clearly shaped, and the interaction is fun and interesting. The magical watch that jumps in time and space turns the gears of fate, adding a mysterious color to the life of a vigorous teenager. The mutual bondage and redemption between the protagonists, the mutual companionship and growth between friends, and those neglected corners are gathering into a bloody green chūn.

Chapter 1

The cicadas roared loudly, shouting non-stop in the shadowy treetops.

The overloaded air conditioner vibrated from time to time, accompanied by the sharp and brittle sound of chalk scratching across the blackboard, which was annoying.

"Su Lian, sleep again, come and solve this problem."

Point fame came from afar, humming and indistinct.

Su Lian moved his sore wrist, slowly raised his head, narrowed his eyes and stared ahead.

The blackboard is densely written on the blackboard, and the scribbles are more difficult to recognize than the diagnosis on the medical record.

The teacher stared at the messy hair in front of his forehead with a habitual expression on his face, raised his hand and pushed his glasses: "If you can't do it, then go and stand behind."

Su Lian didn't answer, just lowered his eyes slightly. Fingertips touch the fabric of the cuff, dark blue acrylic material, a little awkward.

It is very familiar, and the school uniform of No. 8 Middle School has been unchanged for thousands of years.

In a trance, as if in a dream, as soon as he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, Dr. Su, who was wearing a white coat for a second, turned back into a high school student in class.

Fuck, as expected of a master, he can really wear it back.

Su Lian has always believed in the change of life with medical skills on stage, and advocated the guidance of metaphysics off stage.

Now that he is back in high school, he is even more in awe of the gods.

However, there was no response to the teacher's call for a long time, and the classroom began to whisper.

"School bully happens every year, and this year is particularly dreadful. I have a hunch that the glasses will go crazy this time..."

"What's wrong with glasses? It's just that people can't stand to sleep in class."

"You have to get up and answer the questions in the evening self-study. It is more persistent than Tang Seng's study of scriptures. What are you trying to do?"

"I wish the two of you will fight your wits and courage in the new semester and create greater glories!"

"Still stunned for what? Stand over."

The teacher had long been accustomed to it. He tapped on the blackboard and said earnestly: "I will take the test right away, how many times I have said it, and if I don't work hard now, the university can only take the test next door. In the second year of high school, give me some snacks..."

Out of the corner of the eye, Su Lian glanced at the extra watch on his hand. The dark blue dial, the hands are regular one second at a time, reminding the passage of time.

He got up lazily, slowly removed the stool, and paced to the blackboard.

The title is three-dimensional geometry, and the cuboid is cut by chalk of different colors, which looks bad.

He turned around and pinched a piece of chalk, quickly read the question, and raised his hand to draw an auxiliary line.

Sophomore questions, you can do it with your eyes closed.

In just two minutes, beautiful chalk words were written on a small half of the blackboard. After the mental calculation, gān wrote down the answer crisply: DE= 4.

When I stopped writing, a group of people brushed and sighed.

With a sigh of relief, they let out a collective sigh of relief. The classroom was instantly fried, and there was an uproar.

The teacher recovered from the trance, pushed the lens of the 800-degree thick bottle again, and read it carefully from beginning to end.