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Since the day when I kidnapped epilepsy with a toy gun, the chat mode between us seems to have entered a new realm, and he seems to have all kinds of dislikes for me.

Every day when I stood at the door of the small shop opposite the school and yelled "epilepsy—" to him, he would turn his face to one side with a blank expression and then deliberately walk around me in the other direction, and then I would jump up and down to keep up He; at first I thought it would be enough to just buy some food and feed it to him, but I didn’t expect that he was different from other middle school students, and this kind of routine couldn’t solve him at all; Fatigue-bombing formulas that have never suffered setbacks, whispering in his ears, a lot of things that are either true or false, I made up now, I saw on the Internet yesterday, or I have experienced all kinds of things I went to tell him over and over again, but in the end, he replied by himself: "Go to hell."

So I didn't understand. Although I was wrong in pretending to kidnap him, didn't he not be frightened at all?On the contrary, without knowing it, I, a veteran chief, was scared to death, and even if a plastic bullet hit my face, it still hurts!

Thinking of this, I suddenly didn’t have the mood to please him. First, it was because he was obviously wrong, so why did I have to bow my head in the end (Author: If it weren’t for you, would there be such things?); Second, because I am so humble In the end, this BOY didn't respond at all, and felt that he had completely humiliated his ancestors for eight lifetimes...

Because I was irritable and wanted to pretend to be 13, I crossed my hands in front of my chest and walked slowly beside him, dangling from above my knees, thinking about a lot of things in a mess, and fell into the trap unconsciously. A few days ago, when I was lying under the covers and playing with my mobile phone, I slowly arrived at the gate of their school that day, and the situation became that I was half-reading an SM novel, While thinking about the relationship between me and ordinary people in a mess.

——So it naturally led to the relationship between me and epilepsy. At that time, there was an inexplicable impulse that made me shatter all the previous expectations and longings.I feel that since epilepsy doesn't like me so much now, it's better to finish the little mess that the boss explained and go back to the northeast to play.

I still remember that day, Epilepsy and I didn't say a word until we got downstairs to his house, and I shamelessly followed him to the door of his house.That night I contacted the local head of the Zhang Department. I don’t know why, his tone sounded weird for a while, drunk for a while, and then suddenly became normal again.At that time, I thought that this person was either crazy or drunk just after get off work, but in the end I chose to believe him. After all, after watching so many anime, I have formed a thinking inertia in my heart-anyone who is a bit promising Very personal.

Maybe this is the embodiment of his old man's personality?

He said no problem, the preliminary work will be completed this weekend.

So I easily believed his nonsense at that time...

So much so that I really lost the face of my ancestors for eight lifetimes in front of epilepsy.

In fact, when I told epilepsy about this incident at that time, the first purpose was to express to myself the determination to break up with ordinary people, and the second purpose was to see him change his attitude towards me, begging me in various ways not to leave, not to leave, But I still went back to my big Northeast to play - I have always wanted to do such a thing, I feel very handsome, as long as I develop a little like this, it seems that my sense of happiness can "slowly" rise.

So the next afternoon, I waited opposite the epilepsy school as usual, eating oden while waiting for him to wander out of the school slowly, going through every detail and every bridge in my mind countless times, thinking about it Can't help but smile weirdly.

Sure enough, today he wandered out of the school slowly when everyone was about to leave. At this time, he remembered the plot that had passed through his mind thousands of times, and he laughed again unconsciously, but because I was scheduled The expression on his face was serious at the beginning, so he had to rub his face hard to let his expression relax to a deadpan state, and then he tried hard to create an illusion of loss.

As planned, I didn’t yell “Epileptic—epilepsy——” when I saw him as I usually do. Instead, I stood under the old tree by the side of the road with an umbrella and a serious expression on my face. After seeing him come over, he followed slowly, and followed him silently with a dull look.

I had almost walked far away from the school gate, turned into a small alley with few people, and then I said slowly in my calmest, out-of-control voice: "Epileptic." The sound echoing in the alley came with an electric shock, but he didn't respond. He just wandered back home, "I might be leaving next week."

Maybe the scene I rehearsed several times in this way still moved him a little bit. After I finished saying this, he stopped, leaned against the wall and looked at me with disdain and said, "Go? You finally want to Are you ready to find a job?"

It's not like that... His words made me not know what to answer.

"I'm going to the northeast."

"Have you watched "Crossing the Guandong" too much?"

Although this pretentious statement shows that the reality is that I hope he can respond, but now I feel that it would be better if he could just keep silent. so awkward.

But even so, the plot I conceived must continue!

"After I get there, I will definitely not have a friend," but there are a bunch of younger brothers who wait on him every day in fear, "I will always be alone in the future." I have been sitting in a one-person office.

He didn't speak any more, turned his head and walked away with a very unfeeling look. I wanted to walk slowly behind him with a very stylish look, but for some reason, he walked a little faster than usual that day. Let me trot and sway for a while in an awkward manner, and it feels like life is worse than death.

At that time, I really felt that he was too cruel. Anyway, I pretended to kidnap him once. Don't you have any feelings at all? (Author: It's strange to have feelings.)

On the weekend, I went to his house to say goodbye to his dear Ma Ma. He secretly told me that the child suddenly fell into a mental illness for some reason, lying on the bed with a blank expression and staring at the ceiling. Seeing that I was crying suddenly, my heart felt dark at that moment, but I still pretended to be very calm and said: "Maybe the wall skin fell into my eyes." His dear Mama actually looked suddenly enlightened .

Not long after that, when we progressed quickly and became good friends who slept under the same quilt, he inadvertently mentioned this matter and told me that he still felt sorry for me at that time, and I asked Why, he replied because I said that I would not have a friend after I went to the Northeast, and I would still be alone all the time, feeling very pitiful.

......

Of course, this is all something for later, so it doesn’t matter. The important thing is that there was no movement on the day when the head of the local Zhang department said that he would send troops. Instead, a young man from the Zhang department came to me early in the morning. He kowtowed and bowed to me three times and apologized with tears and tears, and begged me not to tell them Mr. Zhang after returning to the headquarters.

Although I agreed to him superficially and generously, accepted his farewell with three kowtows and nine obeisances calmly, and waved my paws to send him away, but my heart was actually cold and cold—— How to explain with epilepsy!

Although it is said that it is enough not to go to the school gate in the future, and not to look for him anymore, but I somehow feel that this is against my conscience. When I was lying on the bed looking at the ceiling like I was dead... Besides, I didn't have anything else to do except go and play with him?

So on Tuesday of the next week, I went through countless ideological struggles all day on Monday, and went to N stores to buy the "Xiaobai's soft heart" he said before, while wondering why the names of the snacks now have different names. It's so strange, while brazenly and shamelessly carrying a lot of "Xiaobai's soft heart" standing at the school gate waiting for him to leave school.

It was just when everyone was about to disperse at the school gate that he wandered out alone, staring at his feet all the way without knowing what he was thinking about, and it was still not easy to yell "Evil——" Epilepsy——”, so I watched him go to the side of the road before quietly following him—I don’t know why, watching him walk all the way that day, I always felt a little lost in his appearance.

In the end, even if he stood on the side of the road, he still didn't have the courage, even if he whispered a few words behind his back: "Epileptic."

So I carried a big bag of "Xiaobai's soft heart" and followed him for half a street. At first, it was only three or four steps away, and finally I fell about ten meters behind him. Thinking about giving up like this today, go home and plan to come to him tomorrow.

As a result, at this moment, he turned his head so suddenly that I was scared out of my wits, and rushed to hide behind the popcorn machine with a "swish", but hit the little toe with a "smack", and the pain made me die , "Aww" popped out from behind the popcorn machine again.

Forced by him staring at me all the time, even though my little toe hurt so badly, I limped and walked to him with "Xiaobai's heart soft".

As a result, he came up with one sentence: "So you haven't left yet?"

Originally, I wanted to impress him with a big bag of "Xiaobai's soft heart", so I had to make it up now: "I checked the weather in Harbin yesterday, and the Northeast is too cold to go. It's better to stay here."

He didn't raise any questions afterwards, so the matter was resolved peacefully.

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