Back to the year when my husband was the worst

Class [-] students arrived at school earlier and earlier, and many people came early for evening classes on weekends.

Long and Lion jumped over the two groups, occupied the chair at Lu Chen's front table, and grabbed Lu Chen's hand.

Lu Chen was working on the penultimate question of the math paper, and his left hand was pulled out, so he lay down and pressed his face to the side of the draft book.

"Why are you doing this?" Sheep came over with the paper to answer the question, and was taken aback by Longshi's posture, "Longshi, why are you closing your eyes? Hey, what expression do you have, you want to confess?"

Longshi pointed at Erkang and said, "You don't know the seriousness of the situation, you are ignorant!"

Lu Chen quickly finished writing, looked up, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Fuck, what are you doing?"

"Old Lu," Long Shi lay down on the table, "Damn it, I called Brother Ran today, guess whose voice I heard?"

"Ah?" Lu Chen subconsciously glanced at the two empty seats.

The big top student from the high school next door came to their class and the back row hardly stopped for a day. It’s okay to make small fights, but Xu Qingran has a bad temper. Harassment with the past, before Lu Chen would laugh with others, they don't know each other.

Lu Chen twitched the corner of his mouth: "Brother Jair?"

"How do you know?" Longshi's eyes widened.

Sheep sat on the side and took out Lu Chen's paper for comparison, and answered casually, "What's so strange? Wasn't Brother Jair there when you were playing games?"

"That's different." Long Shi said, "Xu Qingran went out early in the morning today, and he didn't come to school. He was mysterious. If it weren't for my sharp ears, I could hear the voice familiar..."

Lu Chen: "How familiar?"

Longshi: "It's chilly, like chewing mint candy, who else but Zhou Yai!"

"Oh, that's Brother Yai." Sheep circled two questions and turned to look at them, "So, what's the matter?"

Longshi yelled: "Damn, did you guys not respond?"

Lu Chen glanced at the back row again, and said, "What's the matter, don't you usually stay with Brother Ran on weekends?"

"He and I have an iron friendship built up over time!" Long Shi said, "But Zhou Ya is different!"

"Ah." Lu Chen stared at Longshi, rubbed his hands a little nervously, "So what?"

Long Shi stood up: "He and Zhou Ya went out to play secretly without us! Isn't that annoying enough?"

Lu Chen was dumbfounded: "...so you are angry about this?"

Long Shi patted the table: "Then what?"

Lu Chen raised his head, lowered his head after a while, heaved a sigh of relief and felt helpless at the same time: "Sometimes I really envy you, Longshi."

"Why?" Longshi bowed his head.

Lu Chen patted the back of his hand and said lovingly, "Stupid people are lucky to be stupid."

Longshi withdrew his hand: "Fuck, get out."

Xu Qingran accompanied Zhou Yai to Qu Chen's residence, renting a house fit the characteristics of a high school boy, small, full of everything, new, but messy.It's a little messier than the one in Zhou Ya's photo.

Qu Chen will not be here, Zhou Ya uses the key to open the door, throws the bag on the sofa casually, and lets Xu Qingran come in.

"You sleep on the sofa?" Xu Qingran stared at the two pillows on the sofa and guessed.

"I've slept here twice." Zhou Yaai pulled him over and threw him on the sofa without looking back, leaning on the sides of the sofa and approaching him, "He is a relative of mine, he calls me uncle."

Xu Qingran stared back, the corners of his mouth moved.

"Don't laugh." Zhou Ya said again.

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, as soon as Xu Qingran said something, he fell to the side, laughing and smoking.

Zhou Ya tied his palms on his legs and turned to pack his things.

Xu Qingran leaned on the sofa, reached for the water glass, and drank half of it in one go.

"You can bear this place?" Xu Qingran asked.

Zhou Ya: "What's wrong with this place?"

"It's messy." Xu Qingran pointed, "I remember you used to have obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"Since when did I have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" Zhou Yai poured himself a glass of water, came back and patted Xu Qingran's leg aside, "I don't have it, do I?"

"No?" Xu Qingran rubbed to the side, "Wardrobe, don't you have to put mine in the same way as yours? The toothbrush must also face the same side, and the cup must be held in the same way, just like standing at attention while resting." .”

"..." Zhou Ya took the kettle and filled his cup, "It looks more like husband and wife that way, idiot."

what.

The unreachable thread in Xu Qingran's brain was suddenly connected to one, and the roots of his ears turned red.

Hold.

He hadn't thought about it at all.

This is not at all like Mr. Xu's mistake.

Zhou Ya glanced at him and sneered, "It's romantic on the surface."

The days after that were a bit calm, half of the semester was over, and other grades entered the middle of the semester, and the sense of urgency in the third year of senior high school became heavier and heavier as time went by. The test papers doubled day by day, from barely able to finish to basically impossible to finish So that you can only choose important topics to do.When the class hours are pressed down, the third year of senior high school is like a dragon that is isolated. Often three or two people will pass by the convenience store. Study in the classroom.And the cafeteria opened a dedicated window for seniors, and even Xu Qingran and the others didn't run out in peace.

"Why did you come back to this time?" Zhou Yai pressed his chin on Xu Qingran's shoulder and said calmly, "Not a year sooner but a little later."

The two of them are the busiest ones in the third year of senior high school team. They are confident with a little advantage, but they dare not show too much. From time to time, you will share half of the papers with me.

Even so, he is still being directed around by the school's dense arrangement, and there are often floating around him the desperate Thirteen Lang, who is full of aura. Sheep is one of them, and he recites notes while queuing up: "Akti I kick, Akti I kick." Kick, a, t, t..."

The cafeteria was loud, and so were the sheep. Xu Qingran pressed his ear with one hand, and tilted his head: "What did you say, didn't you hear clearly?"

"I said," Zhou Ya approached and quickly touched his earlobe, "Why did you come back to this year, not a year earlier or a year later—"

For Zhou Ya, a high-achieving student who only wants to hook up with her husband, this is completely unnecessary trouble.

Xu Qingran heard clearly this time, covered his ears tightly and let it go aside, just as he let go, he heard Zhou Yai say in a low voice lazily: "Brother Ran studied very hard before, let me come and have a look?"

Xu Qingran rubbed his shoulders and snorted nonchalantly.

Of course not. Brother Ran studies hard in a place where no one can see. Some people see him study hard and play handsome, maintaining a state of ease. Every time Lao Wu gave psychological counseling to Class Nine, he would say: "Look. Seeing Xu Qingran, this psychological quality is good, you have to study happily, what do you do with a sad face every day? When you get up in the morning and tell the mirror several times that I love Chinese, don’t you feel much happier after writing the paper?”

After Long Shi yelled for a while, he opened the door of the dormitory and roared: "I love mathematics, mathematics loves me!"

Not very useful.

In that year, Xu Qingran not only excelled in his studies, but also appeared elusive in various rendezvous places in the school.

Thinking of this, his eyelids twitched several times.

Yes, why at this time.

The heartbeat was as restless as a drum beating, thumping into the blood.

Xu Qingran probably remembered something he forgot.

Soon the mid-term exams for senior one and senior two ended, and the forum, which had been silent for a week, became lively again with gongs and drums.

"Have you read the forum?" Zhou Ya asked him from the side.

Xu Qingran just woke up, and yawned in a daze: "I saw it, what's the matter?"

Not only have I seen it, but I have also posted it.

After yawning, Xu Qingran immediately changed his words: "I've seen it once or twice on Longshi's mobile phone, but I haven't played it myself, what's wrong?"

Zhou Ya said: "It's okay, I just feel that there are too many confession walls recently."

Confession, confession wall?

Xu Qingran turned his head quickly, and his neck clicked, scaring Zhou Yai.

Zhou Ya put down his phone and leaned over: "What's wrong?"

Xu Qingran tried his best to hide his panic: "Honey, I'm fine."

It was just overexcited, but unexpectedly his neck became stiff, so he twisted it.

"Baby, were you looking at the confession wall just now?" Xu Qingran felt his facial nerves being pulled, he probably didn't have a very handsome smile, and his tone was extremely stiff, and he wanted to slap himself just after he finished speaking.

Baby, baby, he hasn't called Zhou Ya that much since he came here, and his tone becomes extremely hypocritical when he gets nervous.

Xu Qingran.

Ah!

Xu Qingran!

Calm down!

Zhou Ya looked at him: "Well, I just clicked on it."

Look, Zhou Ya began to doubt!

Zhou Ya's eyes are wrong!

Zhou Yai stretched out his hand to show Xu Qingran's neck, but Xu Qingran twisted it twice, smiled and retracted.

Zhou Ya spoke again: "You..."

Xu Qingran shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, maybe I slept too late recently, and my neck is a little stiff."

Zhou Ya might want to ask why he shouted so suddenly, but the inquiring eyes stopped on his face for two seconds.

At any rate, it is not good for people to get along with each other from time to time, and their relationship will delay their studies, and there is no further trend of thunder and fire.

Xu Qingran almost froze his face from laughing, and then let Zhou Ya take his attention away.

But Zhou Ya turned his attention away, indicating that he wanted to play with his mobile phone.

Xu Qingran pinched the edge of his coat nervously: "Zhou Ya——"

The emperor's voice was hoarse, intentionally or unintentionally, a little seductive.

Zhou Ya frowned, and hooked his fingers on his pants: "Is the emperor finally unable to hold back and wants to throw down his concubines?"

"...Get out." I throw a ball at you.

Xu Qingran leaned down and coughed dryly, his ears were red from choking, he snatched Zhou Yai's mobile phone, and then threw his own to him: "I'll play with yours for a while, you use mine."

Not a word of explanation.

Zhou Ya looked at him for a while, but said nothing.

Xu Qingran felt that his palms were sweating, Zhou Ya came over and pulled his wrist, almost being thrown away.

"Why?" Xu Qingran stared at him.

"Unlock it." Zhou Ya pulled him over, and pressed on the screen to open the interface.

Xu Qingran's mobile phone is full of gaudy inside and out, the expensive mobile phone case, the interface inside is also a variety of messy software, not classified, piled together, colorful, most of them are games, with two search software sandwiched between them.

Zhou Yazhen does not have obsessive-compulsive disorder, but at this level, most people would want to classify him.

Xu Qingran found the forum interface with ease, and he kept paying attention to Zhou Ya from the corner of his eye.

Fortunately, Zhou Ya is carefully classifying.

Opening the forum is the confession wall. Before various confessions, there are years of age, which year and which year.

There are a lot of liberal arts students in No. [-] middle school, many of them are full of long dissertations. On that sunny afternoon, you looked back at me and smiled, and on that crystal clear night, I will never forget it...

confession wall.

This is a confession wall.

Xu Qingran found his own name and Zhou Ya's at a glance.

It's nothing. There are people who love handsome grass everywhere. The difference is to confess Zhou Yan: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

And the confession of him, the content is too rich.

-In the first semester of high school, homesick, you ran past me and asked me if I wanted to run around...

-Senior Ran doesn't reject girls, he's really cute, and his fluffy hair makes me want to touch him.

- Invite Brother Ran for a date if you pass the top [-] in the midterm exam!

-The last time my aunt was squatting at the stairs, a girl brought me brown sugar water and secretly told me that the senior told her!

- Envious of Brother Ran's good popularity, if Brother Ran doesn't mind me...

……

Xu Qingran was heartbroken and quit the forum, struggling on the verge of uninstalling the forum.

Press it down once and for all.

No, once and for all is impossible.

Teacher Zhou was so gentle before that he was afraid, but now it will only be worse than before.

From the heart.

Xu Qingran spurned herself in her heart: Brother Ran, why are you so cowardly.

Then, while glancing at Zhou Yai from the corner of his eye, he dragged the forum to the uninstall place, let go, confirmed the uninstallation, uninstalled.

Zhou Ya: "Brother Ran."

Xu Qingran shook his hand and subconsciously poked into another software, a layer of cold sweat broke out from behind.

Zhou Yai patiently divided the applications on Xu Qingran's desktop into categories, and motioned him to come and have a look: "Put one for the red one, one for the green one, and one for the blue one, how about it?"

"Hmm..." Xu Qingran looked over, "You still said you don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder."

"It's you who are too messy." Zhou Ya said.

It looks normal.

Xu Qingran sat back and tapped the screen to swipe. He knew that uninstalling the forum was not a good way. Zhou Jair would find it when he took the phone back. The reason could be fooled, but Zhou Jair would look it up again.

You can only contact those who manage the Qizhong Forum.

What is it called, Longshi should know.

Xu Qingran silently mouthed to the dragon and lion: "Come on, get rid of the confession wall!"

Longshi couldn't hear it.

The chair next to Xu Qingran pressed a hand over, and Zhou Ya's breath came over: "Don't you have this game in your phone?"

"Well, I forgot." Xu Qingran calmly pretended to be stupid, and had no intention of returning it, "Aren't you going to play?"

"It's time for class." Zhou Ya said.

Xu Qingran pretended to be upset, and said ah: "Is it so fast?"

"Ah."

Zhou Ya still didn't leave.

Xu Qingran tilted his head slightly, and Zhou Ya suddenly approached.

Xu Qingran asked calmly: "Is there anything else?"

"Yes." Zhou Ya stretched out his finger, and scratched across the space on the side of his face: "Remind the emperor, you are not as good as Mu Chunfeng today."

Zhou Ya withdrew his hand and snorted, "The thief is fierce."

The author has something to say: Brother Ran, you are finished.