My bamboo horse can destroy the world

Qu Yuanhan was beaten by Song Lin and lay down on the mattress. He just used his hands to cover it symbolically, but he didn't actually resist. He even relaxed his body so that Song Lin could vent.

Yes, to vent, maybe Song Lin didn't know it himself, but Qu Yuanhan could see it clearly.

Just now, Song Lin's expression was as if he was about to cry.

No matter how socialized Song Lin is, he is still just a high school student, under the age of eighteen. His slender nerves may be able to resist the pressure from the outside, but he always has a certain softness and expectation for his closest relatives.

"You owe it!"

The young man's expression of pursing his mouth and talking was very pleasing after leaving aside the grievance and gloom. Qu Yuanhan greedily looked at Song Lin's every pleasing expression.

"Does it hurt?" Although Song Lin was really angry in his heart and hit Qu Yuanhan, it was because his friend Song Lin didn't kill him. Looking at the bruised face, Song Lin felt a little regretful.

"It doesn't hurt." Qu Yuanhan touched his cheek indifferently, "It will be fine soon."

Of course Song Lin knew that Qu Yuanhan didn't stick to it. To Song Lin's duplicity, and to know how to restrain his strength even in a state of desperation, Qu Yuanhan's heart was more complicated.

A teenager who was able to control himself when he was young and vigorous, something that mature adults may not be able to do, the teenager did it.

"Do you hate your father?" Qu Yuanhan asked lightly, as if he was just chatting about family matters.

"it's OK."

"Really?" Qu Yuanhan poked Song Lin's swollen cheek with his finger.

"Really!" Slapped Qu Yuanhan's hand away, and grinned impatiently, "Okay, okay, let me sleep, I'm going to class tomorrow, let's go together."

When Song Lin and Qu Yuanhan were covering the same quilt, Song Lin suddenly thought of something when he heard the slight sound of the air conditioner.

Why did he let Qu Yuanhan live so easily?What about sending the thief to jail?Stealing is also stealing!

Song Lin turned his head to look at Qu Yuanhan who had closed his eyes and was breathing evenly. He wanted to slap him, but stopped in mid-air.

Forget it.

Woe to him!

Song Lin turned around angrily, lifted the quilt and wrapped the whole quilt around him, turned down the temperature of the air conditioner, and froze you to death!

In the middle of the night, Qu Yuanhan opened his eyes slightly, with a somewhat helpless smile on the corners of his mouth, looking at Song Lin who was already asleep with the quilt wrapped around him, leaned over to pull out the corner of the quilt that was pressed under Song Lin, and pressed himself against it.

Who told him to be cold?Isn't cold just an instinctive search for something warm?

Song Lin didn't blame him for what he did, right?

Song Lin really hadn't gone to class for a long time, and it was the last time he went to school before fleeing to school. Wearing a clean and brand new school uniform, Song Lin and Qu Yuanhan ran wildly on the way to school together.

"Aren't you a three-good student? Why can't you get out of bed in the morning?" Song Lin stretched his legs, feeling like he hadn't gone to school in such a panic for a long time.

"There are only three good students in elementary schools." Qu Yuanhan followed Song Lin and said sarcastic remarks.

"Your sister's Qu Yuanhan!" Song Lin ran out of breath, feeling pain in his chest.

Qu Yuanhan was dragged and ran by Song Lin, and was grabbed by Song Lin. After watching for a long time, Qu Yuanhan asked, "Aren't you a bad student? Why do you have to arrive at school on time?"

"But you are a good student!" Song Lin pushed Song Lin onto the bus while running, "Don't be late, I'm leaving first."

"???" Qu Yuanhan looked at Song Lin who was blocked by the bus window with a confused face, and Song Lin grinned at Qu Yuanhan.

"I'm a bad student. Why do bad students come early? It's good to be able to go!" Showing his big white teeth, Song Lin smiled viciously, "I'll remember to bring you a copy when I go to have breakfast!"

Qu Yuanhan just watched him leave with the car, while Song Lin swaggered towards the snack alley. For the first time, Qu Yuanhan felt that maybe he could try being a bad student.

Holding on to the armrest, Qu Yuanhan looked at the crowd who were commuting in the car. Everyone looked indifferently, looking down at the phone, not knowing what consultation they were browsing.

Suddenly the driver slammed on the brakes, and one of the coolly dressed women bumped into Qu Yuanhan's body, and Qu Yuanhan frowned calmly.

After the girl stood up straight, she suddenly reached out to try to slap Qu Yuanhan, but she turned her head to the side and let the girl slap her in the air.

Unexpectedly, Qu Yuanhan dared to hide, the girl opened her mouth angrily and wanted to call hooligan, but at this moment, the girl suddenly found that no sound could come out of her throat.

She was horrified to find that her voice had disappeared. No matter how much she manipulated herself, she couldn't make any sound. The girl covered her throat with a look of fear on her face.

Subconsciously, she wanted to ask the people around her for help, but no matter how pitifully she grabbed the clothes of the people around her, everyone ignored her completely, as if she didn't exist at all.

The girl burst into tears anxiously, but she couldn't make any sound. She even felt that the sound of the bus had disappeared.

"If there is one more time..." Suddenly, in the silent world, the girl heard the only voice, as if she had picked up a life-saving straw, and found that it was the ugly man with a face full of injuries that she hit before.

"I..." Suddenly, the girl realized that her voice had returned, and she was suddenly ecstatic, but she looked up and saw the boy's mocking expression.

"The next time you slander others casually, you will always live in a world where you can't open your mouth."

The girl suddenly woke up, looked up and looked around, and found that she hadn't left her position, but had a dream while standing in her position, and the boy had disappeared.

Still filled with fear in her heart, the girl clenched her fists tightly, trembling uncontrollably.

The girl couldn't tell whether what happened just now was real or not, but at that time, the fear of having nowhere to ask for help and being ignored, and the feeling of loneliness in the silent world, just a few tens of seconds seemed to have passed a lifetime. century.

Qu Yuanhan stood at the bus stop, eyes half-opened lazily, as if he had no interest in everything, he was an ordinary high school student, nothing more.