Xiaoman

"Damn, what the hell." Almost at the same time, Li Meng's voice came from behind him.

Several people turned their heads to look over together again, Li Meng and Wang Chao were holding two bottles of water in their hands, staring at Xia Liang and the others.

Xia Liang sighed silently.

This is a misunderstanding.

But just looking at their current posture, it really can't make people think of "friendship and interaction".

"What are you doing, Xia Liang, put it down quickly." Chao Chao threw the two bottles of water in his hand into Li Meng's arms, wanting to come over and help Liu Xiaoman out.

"That's right! He's already like that, you can do it too..." Li Meng also followed.

Halfway through the run, I felt that I couldn't do anything with the water in my arms, so I stuffed the water back to Wang Chao: "Help me hold it!"

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Fan Yiyang and Lu Hang also came over.

Liu Xiaoman became nervous when he saw Fan Yiyang, and he let go of Xia Liang's arm, and kept patting him: "Let me down quickly."

As soon as he landed on the ground, Fan Yiyang came right in front of him, before Liu Xiaoman could call out Brother Yang Yang, he dragged him over, like an old hen, catching Liu Xiaoman stretching out his arms and raising his hand for inspection.

"What's the situation?" Lu Hang followed and asked.

"It's nothing." Liu Xiaoman was a little embarrassed, looked at Xia Liang and said, "We are going to take out the trash."

"...Take out the trash or take out you." Lu Hang also looked at Xia Liang, "Is there such a thing as taking out the trash?"

Xia Liang looked at him.

Lu Hang turned his eyes and continued to ask Liu Xiaoman: "Are you okay?"

"No." Liu Xiaoman shook his head, Fan Yiyang clenched him too tightly, his arm hurt, he pulled his hand out, "It's really about taking out the trash, we're just...just joking around."

"Just kidding?" Fan Yiyang said, "It's only fun if you think it's interesting. Do you think it's interesting?"

He was still staring at Liu Xiaoman in the first sentence, but when he said the last sentence, his eyes had moved to Xia Liang's face.

Liu Xiaoman felt that the two words he said were aimed at himself, and the voice sounded different to his ears.

Xia Liang didn't respond yet, Li Meng Dynasty and the others didn't know if it was because of Shang Liangshan's "collective sense of honor" that he shouted eighty times a day, they immediately turned away from the camp that condemned Xia Liang.

"This is the sanitation area of ​​our class." Wang Chao said while standing next to Xia Liang.

"Yes." Li Meng answered on the other side.

"It's none of your business to deal with our class's own affairs," Wang Chao said again.

"...Yes." Li Meng nodded and continued.

Now it's not just Fan Yiyang and the others, Liu Xiaoman and Xia Liang can't help staring at them.

Has it reached the point where it's going to explode the lines of the TV series?

"What are you looking at?" Wang Chao said to Xia Liang with their more inexplicable eyes, "You didn't intend to beat him."

"Yes!" Li Meng suddenly realized from the state of blindly following the trend, and shouted, "Just now we were eating casserole together, and we were playing around at the same table, and there was nothing wrong with it, so you two are nervous. "

The corner of Fan Yiyang's mouth moved, and he looked at Liu Xiaoman again.

Liu Xiaoman didn't know what to say in the first place, but now he was speechless.

When sending text messages, I carefully considered left and right for a long time, and I gave it all for nothing.

"Are you free now?" Fan Yiyang ignored Wang Chao's words and said directly to Liu Xiaoman, "I have something to tell you."

Liu Xiaoman opened his mouth, and just about to speak, Xia Liang, who was too lazy to make a sound after watching the monkey show, kicked the trash can.

With little movement and no movement, Liu Xiaoman looked at him.

"Work." Xia Liang said, lifting his chin towards the handle of the trash can.

Fan Yiyang frowned.

If Liu Xiaoman's usual habits and instincts were followed, Fan Yiyang greeted him and he walked over with his tail wagging.

But right now, no matter what the reason is, he should follow Xia Liang to take out the trash.

To reject Fan Yiyang, he felt a little uncomfortable, he couldn't help but feel that Xia Liang was like this, just now he wanted to help and refused to let him go; now that Fan Yiyang wants to find him, he won't let him go.

"Let me first..." He gestured to Fan Yiyang for the trash can, "Let's talk about it after school."

Liu Xiaoman's hand was about to reach the handle of the trash can, but Li Meng suddenly let out a "hey", stretched his arms diagonally, and grabbed the trash can ahead of him.

"Go ahead, I'll help you this time." He enthusiastically waved at Liu Xiaoman.

"Really?" Liu Xiaoman couldn't help asking.

"The matter of giving hands, what is true or not?" Li Meng felt a little embarrassed, scratched his face and turned to look at Xia Liang, "Then let's go!"

Xia Liang glanced at him with a look that was obviously emotionless but made Li Meng feel like he was being scolded, smiled and said, "Then you can fall."

After speaking, he didn't look at Liu Xiaoman, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left without incident.

Liu Xiaoman wanted to say something else, but Fan Yiyang had already taken a step forward and led him away in another direction.

Li Meng said "Hey?" twice, and he and Wang Chao stayed where they were, feeling a question mark slowly rising in their heads.

"What's the situation?" He stared at Wang Chao.

After staring for a long time, he could only cautiously propose: "...then we two?"

Chao Chao sneered, and stuffed the water bottle back into his arms: "Stupid."

Walking to the small intersection where the two teaching buildings intersect, Fan Yiyang said to Lu Hang: "You go back first."

"Yes," Lu Hang rubbed Liu Xiaoman's head, "Whenever I meet you, I have to be abandoned. Fortunately, I'm used to it."

Liu Xiaoman smiled shyly at him, Fan Yiyang also smiled and answered "I'm sick", and raised his hand to block his wrist.

"Then hurry up, you will be able to hear immediately." Lu Hang lit his watch as he left.

"En." Fan Yiyang nodded.

Liu Xiaoman could probably guess what Fan Yiyang was going to say to him, so before Fan Yiyang opened his mouth, he took the initiative to explain again: "We are really going to take out the trash, and he didn't bully me."

"Then why put you in the trash can?" Fan Yiyang asked.

"It's just a joke, and I don't know why it just happened like that." Liu Xiaoman was really embarrassed to repeat their bickering with Fan Yiyang at that time——

Xia Liang wouldn't let me take out the trash with him, saying that I would easily throw myself into it.

I said how is it possible, I think you want to throw me in.

Xia Liang said that if he didn't let go, he would throw you in.

I say you throw it away.

In the end he put me on it.

……

How do you speak.

It's too embarrassing.

Moreover, the reason for this stroke was that Xia Liang took care of him and didn't want him to take out the trash with him.

I don't know if it was out of "care", but there must be no malicious intentions.

Liu Xiaoman murmured in his heart, while Fan Yiyang looked at him for a while without speaking.

"Brother Yangyang?" Liu Xiaoman called out to him.

Fan Yiyang let out a "hmm", as if remembering something, patted his school uniform jacket, took out a bag of round snow cakes from his pocket and gave it to him.

"I've already eaten." Liu Xiaoman said no.

"Take it, someone else gave it to me, you know I won't eat it." Fan Yiyang said.

Liu Xiaoman took the snow cake and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Who gave it to you?" He asked casually.

"The one from the previous one just stuffed it in, girl, it doesn't look good to take it out and give it back to her." Fan Yiyang said.

Liu Xiaoman said "Oh".

He knew that Fan Yiyang was the study committee member of their class, with a personality a bit like Han Xuebi, with his braids always tied high.

"Xiaoman, do you know that I have always been most afraid of what will happen to you at school?" Fan Yiyang watched Liu Xiaoman stuffing snow cakes with one hand, and said softly.

"En." Liu Xiaoman nodded.

Fan Yiyang didn't ask him to tell what he knew this time, and continued directly: "I'm most afraid of you being bullied, but I think the other party is making friends with you."

His voice was really soft, Liu Xiaoman's hand stuffing the snow cake suddenly stopped.

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to distinguish between good and bad, good intentions and malicious, whether you are really joking or teasing you." Fan Yiyang paused, "I'm afraid that you will believe what others say casually."

Liu Xiaoman looked at him.

"Some people can't listen to what they say, and some people can't be friends, because fundamentally, he is not the same kind of person as you or us." Fan Yiyang looked at him, "For example, Xia Liang."

"The mobile phone that sent me text messages is also his?" Fan Yiyang asked suddenly.

Liu Xiaoman nodded.

"I know you wanted to change seats after you sat at the same table with him, and that's why." Fan Yiyang brought the topic back.

He straightened Liu Xiaoman's cuffs that were a little messed up just now, and continued: "He is not a person who can become friends with time and contact. Some people just can't get along with each other by nature, so they can't be friends."

"Why?" Liu Xiaoman couldn't help asking.

Before he came into contact with Xia Liang, he could feel the attitude of many people towards him.

But until now, even in just two days, he has already begun to break his stereotypes.

He really didn't think Xia Liang was such a person that he couldn't get in touch with.

At least he's fine with the little pan.

"Because he has no friends." Fan Yiyang looked at him and said.

Liu Xiaoman was stunned.

"Do you think the group of cronies and friends around him can be called friends?" Fan Yiyang listed them one by one, "When they get together, they fight, make trouble, skip class, and report demerits. These people, do you think you can play with him and with them to the end? go together?"

"Those who are close to the ink are black." Fan Yiyang made a conclusion, "So it's better to change positions if you can. If you can keep the distance, try to keep the distance as much as possible."

Xia Liang stood against the wall at the intersection, tilting his head to watch the small pot eating canned food.

His eyes were squinted by the smoke, and he didn't see a piece of soot that fell. He didn't know whether it fell on the small pot or in the can.

Xia Liang moved his calf forward to support it.

"It's the top of you." He said a little funny.

Xiaoguo huddled against him and stood firm, raised his head and gave him a soft "mi" at him.

"... What did you say?" There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone that had been chattering, and his mother asked him in a cold voice.

"I didn't mention you." Xia Liang said.

The other end of the phone was quiet for another two seconds, and his mother seemed to take a deep breath before continuing: "Xia Liang, you should know that it takes a lot of patience for me to discuss with you like this."

"Yeah." Xia Liang put the phone on the other side and held it in his shoulder, and took out a new can from his pocket and opened it for Xiaoguo.

"You have to go back to grandpa's house after school today, and I'll wait for you here," his mother told him solemnly, "If I don't see you in 10 minutes, I'll transfer you to another school."

"Eat." Xia Liang pinched out the cigarette, squatted down and put the can in front of the small pot, scratching its head.