Reckless Youth of Delinquency

According to my original plan, if He Juan attacked me, I should run away immediately. But when I saw He Juan's angry look, I knew that she really cared about her previous appearance and photos, and suddenly I felt heartbroken. , didn't move a step, and let the punch fall on my cheek. I have to say that He Juan's fists are so domineering. They are as big as a casserole and as heavy as a hammer. They are like the punches of an adult man. They are both experienced and skillful, without the youthfulness of a student at all.

The key is that He Juan's one punch was not enough, and she punched three times in a row. I just carried the three punches without moving a step, and stared at He Juan resolutely. He Juan finally stopped after punching three times, looked at me in surprise and said, "Why don't you hide?" Of course, the look in her eyes was more of a feeling of "Are you sick?"

Something salty flowed out from the corner of my mouth. I wiped it with the back of my hand nonchalantly, smiled and said, "You are still as beautiful as before. Can you work hard to lose weight and look back?" When He Juan heard this, her face changed. He suddenly twitched, as if he was suppressing great anger, and finally punched him hard, shouting: "None of your business?!"

This punch hit my nose, which is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. At that time, nosebleeds flew out, and my brain buzzed, and I took several steps back. I shook my head, lowered my head to let the blood flow, but still said: "Actually, you are also very worried about your current appearance, but you still have no motivation to lose weight, right? In this way, I will accompany you to Beiyuan San Now, let’s meet that boy again. What’s his name? Oh yes, Su Ze, right? It’s a really good name. It sounds like the male protagonist in a comic..."

Hearing the name, He Juan's expression changed again, she rushed over and punched hard again. This time she showed no mercy. After punching me four or five times, she suddenly kicked me to the ground, squatted down and grabbed my collar, and said viciously: "Don't mention that scumbag's name in front of me. !" I gasped and continued: "After we find him, see if you still like him. If you like him, then lose weight, chase him again, and impress him with your sincerity; If you don’t like it, then lose weight and live a good life, there is no need to destroy yourself for a scumbag.”

"Are you fucking sick?!" He Juan yelled angrily, and another round of violent storm attacks came down. I almost couldn't breathe, and my whole face was numb and numb. This A woman's fist is really like a casserole.

He Juan punched me more than a dozen times, then grabbed my collar and asked fiercely: "Are you still going to say it?"

I turned my face and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground next to me, stretched out my arm and wiped the blood from my mouth and nose, and then asked: "When will you go to Beiyuan No. 3 Middle School with me? If you don't go, I will be alone." Go and bring him to you."

"Fuck!" He Juan roared angrily and raised her fist high again, but this time it didn't come down again. She let go of her hand, stood up, and sneered: "Don't think you can impress me with this method. I'm not as naive as Third Sister and Fifth Sister. I can be fooled by you with just a few words. Get out of here as soon as possible." Don't make up your mind on me, otherwise I won't let you off so easily next time."

After saying that, she turned around and left me alone on the cold cement floor. I sat up and watched her open the door of the anti-theft unit and disappear through the door. I sat for a while, then slowly stood up and left here.

Because she was in a bad mood, He Juan ate three bowls at dinner. This was always her way of relieving her anger and pain, as if all the unhappiness was digested in her stomach along with the food. She ate her meal in big mouthfuls and swallowed the food hard.

"What's wrong with you?" Mom couldn't stand it any longer: "You just have to eat. Why do you have to eat so much?"

"Not full, not full!" He Juan shouted, filled another bowl of rice, and poured it into her mouth desperately.

"My child, please stop eating!" Mom came over and took He Juan's arm, "If you continue to eat, you will get fatter!"

"What's wrong with being fat? Isn't it bad to be a little fatter?" He Juan yelled, still filling her mouth with rice. When her stomach was so full that she couldn't swallow it, she slammed the bowl on the table. He turned around and ran back to his bedroom, slammed the door, and lay heavily on his bed. His tears slowly stained the pillow towel...

After crying for a while, He Juan reached under the pillow and took out a small one-inch photo. The boy on it was tough and handsome, showing a warm smile. "Su Ze..." He Juan shed tears and put the photo on her chest. Scenes from the past appeared in her mind again...

That spring, soft catkins were floating everywhere in the sky, like snow that would never melt. She and Su Ze carried the chairs moved from the teacher's office to the northwest corner of the campus, where a row of blackboard newspapers stood. This week it was their class's turn to fill in the contents of one of the blackboards. The other classes had already finished, and they were the last to come out, so the task was a bit tense. The two little people worked overtime, chatting and writing at the same time. When one was tired of writing, the other would make up for it. The two people just replaced each other back and forth, describing this beautiful little world with their childish handwriting.

Of course, Su Ze writes more in general. His handwriting is so beautiful. He can write beautiful blackboard writing at a young age. He Juan stood aside, looking up at the boy she had liked for a long time. His beautiful profile, serious eyes, the sun shining on his face, and the soft white catkins falling on his head and shoulders made even his eyelashes look so charming. How could God be so kind to a person? He Juan couldn't help but think about this problem.

There were beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, but he didn't have time to wipe it away.

"Hey, Su Ze, come down, come down quickly." He Juan waved her hand.

"What are you doing?" Su Ze was reluctant, but still came down obediently.

"I'm sweating." He Juan took out a tissue and wiped it carefully for him. After wiping it clean, he used his hands to pluck the nasty catkins from Su Ze's head. If some of them couldn't be plucked off, he blew them gently with his mouth. Just like that, a piece of willow catkin gently landed on the tip of Su Ze's nose. He Juan instinctively moved closer to blow on it, and with a "whoosh" sound, the piece of catkin disappeared without a trace.

However, the distance between them was so close that the two of them could even feel each other's warm breath.

Going to kiss? He Juan's face suddenly turned red. They are only in the fifth grade of elementary school. Isn’t it a little early?

But if they really want to kiss, He Juan won't be afraid!

"Well..." Su Ze said: "Only the lace for the border is left. Let's finish it quickly and leave."

"Well, okay." He Juan's face turned redder, it turned out that she was being sentimental. Su Ze, this big idiot, doesn’t like himself?

Su Ze stepped on the stool again, holding colored chalk in his hand. He lifted his feet but could not reach the top frame.

"I can't reach it." Su Ze looked dejected.

"What should we do?" Su Ze couldn't reach it, and He Juan couldn't reach it either.

"Come up." Su Ze waved to He Juan. He Juan shook her head: "I can't reach it even if I go up."

"Okay." Su Ze said with a smile, "I can pick you up and you can get there."

"Ah..." He Juan's heart was like a deer bumping around, and her steps were a little light. Her body stepped onto the stool uncontrollably and by accident. Su Ze put his arm around her waist and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I won't throw you down." Then he picked her up. He Juan's face was hot, and she carefully traced the lace on the top with colored chalk. She painted very slowly on purpose so that Su Ze could hold her for a while longer. When Su Ze got tired of hugging her, he put her down to have a rest. After a while, he picked her up again and continued painting. When He Juan saw Su Ze panting from exhaustion, she no longer felt embarrassed to play such a trick, so she finished drawing the lace as quickly as possible, and then said softly: "Okay, Su Ze, put me down."

"Did you finish the painting?"

"Well, the painting is finished."

But Su Ze didn't put her down, but muttered: "Why... so fast..."

"Um?"

Su Ze said a little aggrievedly: "I haven't hugged you enough..."

Catkins filled the quiet campus. He Juan looked up at the blackboard, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl into a crescent moon: "Then I will just draw for a while..."

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During the evening self-study class, Ye Zhan said as soon as he saw me: "Holy shit, why do you look like this?"

I'm really miserable now. It looks like I've been severely beaten. While walking on campus, some people pointed and said, "Did you see that, that's Wang Hao, a big brother of the generation? Look at the way he was beaten. As the saying goes: If you want to live well, you need to be beaten!"

I told about my previous experience, and Ye Zhan asked in surprise: "Didn't you say before that if He Juan took action, you would run away?"

"Yes." I said, "But I later found out that He Juan really cared about those photos and past events. So I thought about having a good talk with her. Anyway, it wouldn't be a problem after a few blows. We are young and strong anyway. strong."

"You are awesome." Ye Zhan gave me a thumbs up, "In the end, He Juan still rejected you?"

"That's for sure." I rubbed my cheek and said, "How could I have made her trust me the first time? But I think she is much closer than Bai Qing. At least she will not reject other people's kindness to her."

"Hehe, that's right." Ye Zhan said with a smile: "Even Bai Qing, who has completely sealed herself off, can be melted by you, and He Juan should be the same. Come on, Mouse, I'm waiting for the day you succeed. .”