The upper bunk vomits blood every day

Wang Xiaotian didn't answer him, just thought he was provoking himself, and sure enough, seeing that he ignored him, the old man came to his side and bumped him hard with his shoulder:

"Tell me, don't you usually speak directly?"

Wang Xiaotian was knocked to one side and almost threw himself on the wall, Xiao Yuheng was stunned for a moment, seeing him glaring at him with a gloomy face and fierce eyes, so he smiled a little embarrassedly.

This person is also too light, he didn't even use his strength, why was he knocked into the air with a "bang"?

Wang Xiaotian walked back to his original position sullenly, and continued to scrub and wash the sheets, while Xiao Yuheng persisted and asked, "Tell me, why do you hate me? Huh?"

Wang Xiaotian was a little annoyed by him, so he knew that he would not give up if he didn't give him an answer, so he said impatiently: "I don't like you people who spend your parents' money recklessly."

Xiao Yuheng understood: "Hate the rich?"

Wang Xiaotian retorted in displeasure: "No, it's just for the rich second generation like you. I don't like spending money lavishly without paying anything!"

After a pause, the hatred and unwillingness came up in my heart, so I added: "I don't hate your grades better than mine, but I don't want to be reconciled to studying hard but being surpassed by you who are always eating, drinking and having fun! I also hate you I was designated as the class monitor when I entered school, and I hate that you can be liked by girls just because of one background, I hate all of these!"

The more Wang Xiaotian spoke, the more excited he became, he couldn't help raising his head and approaching Xiao Yuheng, and shouted at him at close range: "Why did you get all this! You obviously didn't work hard at anything!"

When Wang Xiaotian saw Xiao Yuheng, he felt so sad. His grades were earned by studying hard, and his living expenses were earned by helping his father go to the market to sell vegetables. He has tried so hard, so he admits it, but why should Xiao Yuheng?His existence tells him all the time:

No matter how hard you try, you can't compare to me. I am the proud son of heaven. I am backed by God. Man can conquer heaven or something. It's just a joke. You can't reach my height in your entire life.

Wang Xiaotian lowered his head angrily, and clenched his fists tightly: "People like you... just live in TV dramas, what are you doing in reality?"

He scrubbed and washed the quilt again, and muttered, "Isn't it allowed to be hated? The whole world has to like you? Crazy."

Xiao Yuheng was stunned when he heard such a vehement complaint, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, and then stared at Wang Xiaotian's side face in a strange and complicated way, and said:

"Your jealousy is...unbelievable..."

Wang Xiaotian was furious, and threw his fist at Xiao Yuheng's quilt. He wanted to refute something, but stared at the high-grade quilt in the bucket for a while, then became frustrated, and resigned himself to his fate, turned on the faucet and began to clear the foam.

Xiao Yuheng didn't speak anymore, and the toilet fell into silence again. Wang Xiaotian carefully washed Xiao Yuheng's sheets back and forth three times according to his promise, and then returned to the dormitory with a bucket in his hand. Xiao Yuheng followed step by step, looking worried.

At this time, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang, Xiao Yuheng took it out to look at it, and then connected:

"Mom... are you here to pick me up?"

Xiao Yuheng looked down from the balcony, and sure enough, he saw a black car parked downstairs in the dormitory, so he frowned slightly: "I'm lost, why don't you go home by yourself if you don't understand? What are you here to pick up..."

As soon as he said this, he was kicked by Wang Xiaotian who was drying the sheets. Xiao Yuheng looked over inexplicably, and saw the beauty standing there holding his cheap plastic hanger, looking at him coldly with black pupils:

"Parents should be grateful for coming to pick them up!"

"..." Xiao Yuheng then eased his tone: "Oh, I see."

I don't know whether this is answering Wang Xiaotian or his mother, but Xiao Yuheng continued to say into the phone: "I will go down later."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Outsiders are allowed to enter the student dormitory building except when freshmen are enrolled, usually they are not allowed to enter, even though it is already summer vacation, so Xiao Yuheng's family can only wait downstairs, Wang Xiaotian looks down while drying the long sheets , across the distance from the seventh floor, one can vaguely see a slim and beautiful woman waiting by a black car, wearing a capable black workplace suit and wearing big black sunglasses that can cover half of her face, very with style.

Did this family all come out of TV dramas?Wang Xiaotian wondered, in reality, it is rare to see such a stylish person, even those girls in school who dress well and make up don't give people such a strong aura of unapproachable.

But when it comes to the "inaccessible aura", no one in the school can compare with Wang Xiaotian among the 3 people in the school.

The title of "Flower of Gaoling" is not something that can be won casually. The girls have always loved and hated Wang Xiaotian.

Seeing Wang Xiaotian looking at his mother, Xiao Yuheng couldn't help but smile, and elbowed him: "Isn't my mother beautiful?"

Wang Xiaotian withdrew his gaze, looked at him angrily, and then carefully hung the quilt with two hangers on the high clothes rail. The look made him angry:

"Where is your mother waiting? Can't see it! Why don't you clean it up?"

Xiao Yuheng came back to his senses after being yelled at by him, and then obediently went into the house to tidy up. Wang Xiaotian took a look and found that he tidied up neatly, so he climbed up to the bunk in peace.

In the next semester, you must get No.1.

Man conquers the sky.

Wang Xiaotian took out the English CET-[-] exercise book from the stack of books piled on the bedside.

After doing half a paper, someone touched his thigh. Wang Xiaotian turned his head. It turned out that it was Xiao Yuheng who pushed his hand into the bed rail.

What are you doing?Wang Xiaotian impatiently asked him with his eyes, only to see Xiao Yuheng's deep brown eyes with unclear emotions, staring at him for a while, and then said in a deep and pleasant voice:

"Although you hate me, I still like you. See you next semester."

After speaking, he grinned at Wang Xiaotian, waved his hand again, and turned away just now with his famous schoolbag on one shoulder.

ha?

Wang Xiaotian stared at his back, getting goosebumps all over his body from his words.

Who wants you to like it.

Neuropathy.