Back to the year when my husband was the worst

The corridor was dry and hot, and the figure swayed in a gust of wind.

Xu Qingran didn't even see a piece of Zhou Ya's clothes.

After returning to the dormitory, Xu Qingran played with her mobile phone on the bed for a while.

The green leather was on the table. Although he was displeased with Zhou Ya's attitude, he was not willing to throw it away.

Zhou Ya, a green skin, a transfer student from No.[-] Middle School.

Xu Qingran thought of these words, and entered the class interface.

Zhou Ya did not change the nickname of the group, the column still had the two letters ZY, and the profile picture showed a deep alley with no end in sight, with dilapidated wall tiles and creepers everywhere.

Xu Qingran vaguely remembered that this person used this profile picture when he and Zhou Yai had a blind date and added WeChat to each other. Unexpectedly, after using it for several years, Zhou Yai began to use the profile picture that matched him after receiving the certificate. He did not have this photo see you again.

Xu Qingran was curious about this photo for the first time, so he saved it first, and then clicked to add friends.

He put down his phone to take a shower, then looked at his phone while wiping his hair, and he didn't wait for a reply when the lights were turned off.

"..." Xu Qingran picked up the green leather and got up, stood at the opposite door after a while, rolled up the green leather and knocked.

After waiting for 2 minutes, he couldn't stand still.

Although Xu Qingran has made up his mind to chase Zhou Ya back, he has no experience after all. Xu Qingran, who has been favored by such a smooth life, is thin-skinned and self-respecting, and it has been difficult for him to take the initiative several times.

There was no movement in Zhou Yai's dormitory, and this person might not be there.

A person appeared from the dormitory next door: "Brother Ran?"

Xu Qingran remembered that this person shared a dormitory with the monitor: "Hi..."

"Hey." The classmate came out with a change of clothes in his arms: "Are you looking for someone?"

"No, just walk around, I'm going back, go to bed early."

Xu Qingran regained consciousness, walked back to the dormitory, and closed the door.

He suddenly realized that he didn't expect Zhou Ya to open the door just now.

In Xu Qingran's impression, Zhou Yai is gentle and gentle, but the transfer student Zhou Yai is completely different from these two words. He is not sure what kind of Zhou Yai he hopes to see when he opens the door.

I don't know if it's because of this entanglement that Xu Qingran didn't sleep well all night.

The next morning, Xu Qingran won the achievement of dark circles gloriously.

Catch up with Saturday, people are impetuous, double the number of people who didn't do their homework, copy everywhere early in the morning.

"Is there chemistry? No one writes about chemistry!" At this moment, Longshi thought of Xu Qingran, and ran over with a lollipop in his mouth. Two circles?"

Xu Qingran's skin is fair, and there are obvious marks on his face.

He was a little distracted, and when the dragon and lion finished yelling, he fumbled out a stack of papers from the belly of the table and slapped them on the table.

Long Shi stretched out his hand to take it, but Xu Qingran slapped it: "Copy my chemistry subject, and help me copy other subjects."

"...What kind of unscrupulous business are you doing?" Long Shi turned over the corners of these test papers, and Xu Qingran didn't write anything except chemistry: "You are going to be partial to the rhythm! Chemistry is only one subject in total. One hundred percent, why bother!"

Xu Qingran hummed, ignored his trickery, and withdrew his hand: "You're welcome."

"Hey." Long Shi took away the test paper, copied two words, remembering Xu Qingran's dark circles and couldn't bear to ask: "Why did you go last night?"

He waited for a long time and didn't hear a response. He looked back in his busy schedule, and found that Xu Qingran had already fallen asleep on his stomach.

Xu Qingran fell asleep until the end of the second period, woke up just in time for the big break, and barely opened one eye when he heard the bell.

Long Shi put a lollipop on the side of his desk: "I told the teacher that you were sick, and I handed in your homework."

Xu Qingran hoarsely said: "...Thank you."

Longshi took an exaggerated breath, his eyes were like searchlights: "Brother, your voice is so sexy, it's the same as the day you called me baby."

"..." Can this round pass?

Xu Qingran lay down on his stomach to calm his mind, and heard Long Shi ask: "Are you really not going back this week? I still want to take your car away."

"...not back." Xu Qingran raised his head silently, and suddenly remembered something: "What are the first two lessons?"

When he asked, he was already looking at the blackboard: English, English self-study.

English.

Long and Lion: "English, who else can speak so well besides Miss Qing?"

As if to prove what Long Shi said, Liu Chengyuan came back from the office, came in through the back door and said, "Oh Brother Ran, are you awake? Qingqing also told you to find her after school."

Longshi scratched his hair: "Look, Miss Qing cares about you."

Xu Qing burned a wooden face.

He stayed in the seat for a while, always feeling that something was wrong.

10 minutes later the class bell rings.

Xu Qingran stretched out his leg from under the table and kicked Longshi's chair: "Where's Zhou Ya?"

"Ah?" Long and Lion said, "Old Wu said he asked for leave."

It is common for people to ask for leave on Saturdays. Besides, the Third Middle School is used to making up classes on Sundays, and everyone has no reaction to Zhou Ya's asking for leave.Long Shi shook his chair and said, "I think he's quite busy."

Xu Qingran glanced at the desk next to him and said nothing.

The last two classes were over, and many people in the third year of high school ran around dragging their suitcases.Xu Qingran waited for Xu Qingran at the back door 5 minutes early, and Xu Qingran dragged the dragon and lion who wanted to slip away.

"Are you sick?" Xu slightly raised his eyebrows.

Xu Qingran's face remained unchanged: "It's all right now."

He pretended not to see Xu Weiwei implying that he meant to talk alone, and led the dragon and lion away.

Longshi staggered and asked: "Why do I feel that Qingqing has something to say to you?"

"You think too much."

Several messages from Xu Qingran popped up on the top of the phone, Xu Qingran crossed them out and pretended not to see them.

"You really won't go back?"

"No return."

There are a lot of students staying in the third year of high school, and it is very lively running upstairs and downstairs at this time.

In the afternoon, Xu Qingran nestled in the dormitory to brush the papers, three sets in two hours, with a break in the middle, and finished each subject once, the sky outside had just been painted with black paint.

The corrected papers were laid out on the table, and the scores were lined up beautifully.

Except for chemistry, the other subjects are far above the excellent line.

Chemistry, chemistry passed.

Holding the pen in his hand, Xu Qingran felt that with this score, at least he didn't have to worry about the exam.

As for Zhou Ya.

Xu Qing let out a huff, and muttered: "When I bring up chemistry, you will be called Daddy."

The picture seems to be very exciting.

After Xu Qingran finished his wild thinking, he put down his pen and took his mobile phone from the charging port.

There are a lot of messages, and one person sent him more than 50 messages on his own.

Xu Dandan: Are you not going home?

Xu Dandan: [Garfield Hammer Man]

Xu Dandan: You don't come home!

Xu Dandan: Don't you want me anymore!

Xu Dandan: Brother!

Xu Dandan: I knew you didn't remember!

Xu Dandan: Are you really not coming back? ? ?

Xu Dandan: [crying]

……

Two boys passed by together outside the door, making a lot of noise.

Xu Qingran still has a bit of conscience, she didn't forget her sister's name, she turned out the calendar to check the time, today is Xu Dandan's birthday.

According to his current time, Xu Dandan has just entered high school and is 16 years old.

Xu Qingran: "..."

Feeling guilty, the screen moved.

Xu Dandan: Brother, Dad also forgot my birthday.

You can smell the girl's grievance through the screen.

The car drove past Sun Plaza, turned around the fork into Honghu First Street, and drove straight in to the Xu family's duplex mansion.

There is an extra pair of high heels in the entrance that obviously do not belong to the family.

When Xu Qingran entered the door, there was a lot of noise, disturbing a beautiful woman in a hip-wrapping skirt on the sofa.

"You... Didn't your dad say you won't come back?" The woman had a bigger reaction than Xu Qingran.

Xu Qingran hooked the backpack strap with his thumb, and his eyes were covered with a layer of coolness.

He still remembered keeping his manners, nodding at her, and carrying the cake around the living room and up the stairs.

Xu Mingchen's room is deep in the corridor, and Xu Qingran's room is opposite to Xu Dandan's.

Xu Qingran stopped at the door of Xu Dandan's room, and his voice softened a lot: "Dandan, brother bought you a cake."

The door opened with a click, and Xu Qingran's face stood behind the door: "Brother."

Hearing her voice wronged, Xu Qingran rubbed her head.

After comforting Xu Dandan, Xu Qingran walked out the door.

He glanced downstairs, and the woman was gone.

Xu Mingchen stood at the end of the corridor: "Didn't you say you won't come back?"

Xu Qingran asked back: "Didn't you say you wouldn't bring your girlfriend home?"

After a while, the atmosphere in the corridor was tense.

Xu Mingchen frowned uncomfortably, and before he could say anything, Xu Qingran tilted his head and voluntarily withdrew from this silent confrontation: "It's getting late, go to bed early."

The young man's polite and polite words made Xu Mingchen feel strange.

However, Xu Qingran didn't give him a chance to ask more questions, the door was gently closed to cut off his inquiry.

According to the memory, Xu Qingran took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, put his hand next to his face and lit one.

The phone ding dong.

Xu Qingran swiped the notification bar, and a message was displayed across the screen.

ZY: I passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting

Xu Qingran: "..."

He remembered that after all this tossing, now he should...

Xu Qingran saw the time.

00:51

Xu Qingran slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and said to himself, this is really timely.

Broken light spilled on his side through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The boy was biting his cigarette, typing a line of words on the screen with both hands.

Emperor: Little brother, you don't need money to chat with me late at night, do you?