Because of the African Emirates, all the lucky points are counted.

Wen He: "..." I dare not, I can't afford it.

Wen He directly handed to Xing Wenbo the only 20 yuan he had on his body.

Xing Wenbo looked at the money, took it unceremoniously, and kicked it in his trouser pocket, "Thank you boss, the boss is generous. I have collected all the money, and the service is good," he said, unlocking it neatly, and straddling his legs into the car , turned his head and signaled to Wen He, "Come up, show the way."

Wen He: "?"

Xing Wenbo was amused, "The last train is gone, how do you go back? Walk back?"

"I can take a taxi." Wen He said.

"Your money is with me." Xing Wenbo patted his trouser pocket, "And you don't have money on WeChat?"

...Wen He was convinced by the strict logic from beginning to end.No matter how long his journey home was, it was not as long as Xing Wenbo's routine.

Wen He looked at the rear of Xing Wenbo's car for a long time before he found a correct cutting position and sat upright.Xing Wenbo straightened up slightly, and assumed a charging posture, "Sit still."

Started, accelerated, and soon it was like a sharp arrow, galloping on the empty non-motorized lane.

The rain had stopped, and the cold wind was still lingering unwillingly. The faster Xing Wenbo rode, the louder the wind became. It was whistling, blowing across their bare necks and arms under their white shirts.Xing Wenbo's clothes were blown back, like a white ball infused with life, sticking to Wen He from time to time, even hitting Wen He with his smell.It was the sweat that evaporated and dried up after playing ball at night mixed with the smell of the fresh rain just now, it was Xing Wenbo's unique smell.Wen He didn't find it annoying.

This is the first time for Wen He to sit in the back seat of someone else's car.Maybe it's been done before, but he doesn't remember it, so he presumes it's the first time.

The wind was getting colder and colder, but most of it was blocked by Xing Wenbo's body.Xing Wenbo took Wen He, roaring like bullets in the middle of the night, not in a hurry, but purely enjoying the speed and passion.Occasionally, Wen He's feet would touch the bushes on the side of the road. When Xing Wenbo heard the sound, he turned around and asked him if there was any pain. Wen He said it was fine and let him continue riding.

Wen He inadvertently remembered that last year Xia Hai showed him a post on the school forum, saying that he and Xing Wenbo were in the same frame.On the spur of the moment, someone did a mind-blowing little survey and rated "the most romantic thing about W Gao", and the TOP2 were "being driven home by Xing Wenbo on a bicycle" and "received a love letter written by Wen He".

In the eyes of the students, a bicycle is like a Mercedes-Benz and BMW in youth, or more like a pumpkin carriage.At this age, they can like someone because they are handsome in playing football, they can like someone because of their good-looking handwriting, and they can like someone for various insignificant reasons.What I want is also insignificant, but it is a piece of company on the way home, a few warm words on a beautiful letter paper.Such a small matter is bigger than the sky, and it is so taken for granted. When you look back at a certain point, you will find that it is the most extreme romance in your life.

Wen He accidentally experienced the most romantic thing in W Gao.It's a pity, it seems a bit wasteful to put it on him.

In less than 20 minutes, Xing Wenbo rode downstairs to Wen He's house. Wen He was about to politely express his gratitude and say goodbye when Xing Wenbo's expression changed suddenly.

Wen He followed Xing Wenbo's back without knowing why, and saw another person.

Mu Yu.

When Mu Yu saw Xing Wenbo and Wen He both descending from the sky, he was also very shocked. He was still in a daze, and Xing Wenbo poked in front of him.

"Hey," Xing Wenbo said in a very bad tone, "I went back to W Gao to squat, and this time I squatted at home, are you pretty good?"

"I..." As soon as Mu Yu opened his mouth, he felt that his momentum was half weak, he was not convinced, and he was instinctively cowardly, and his body uncontrollably recalled the fear of being dominated by brute force, "...this is the road built by your family. ? I can’t come anymore?”

Xing Wenbo raised his eyebrows, "What did I say last time? Oh, it seems that I missed it, so let me add it. If you dare to provoke Wen He in the future, I will beat you every time—" Just as the words came out, He reached out to grab Mu Yu's clothes.

Wen He watched from behind, startled, the irritable Xing Wenbo went online again, and hurriedly chased after him to stop the tragedy from happening, but Mu Yu's desire to survive broke out first, and he took two steps back, "I don't have time Come to mess with him! I'm here to wait for my girlfriend!"

"Your girlfriend?" Xing Wenbo tilted his head towards Wen He behind him, "Is that his sister?"

"It's not his own sister, why bother so much? Crazy!" Mu Yu said angrily.

"Who are you talking about?" Xing Wenbo raised his voice.

Mu Yu took another step back.

Last time, he was beaten enough by Xing Wenbo in a five-on-one fight. Today, one-on-one, the brothers who gave him a strong momentum are gone. Don't even think about it, he knows how terrifying Xing Wenbo will be if he really fights.

Who said that W's high academic style is correct, the people are honest and honest, and the average per capita is a three-good student?things in fairy tale are lies!

Xing Wenbo was in a threatening posture, feeling being pulled by something. Looking back, Wen He tugged at the hem of his clothes, signaling him to calm down, and then looked at Mu Yu, "Let's go, it's so late, you Do you still expect her to come down to have a tryst with you? Classmate, use your brain."

Mu Yu: "..."

Xing Wenbo: "Poof—"

Although Wen He's hands-on ability is not good, he is also a set of tricks when it comes to hurting people.

Seems to suddenly understand why Mu-woo wanted to hit him.

Mu Yu felt ashamed, and left aggrieved.Seeing Mu Yu walking away and disappearing, Wen He said to Xing Wenbo again: "You should go back quickly, don't get up tomorrow."

Xing Wenbo looked at Wen He, and almost blurted out the doubts in his heart-"I'm not a real sister"... What does it mean?

This kind of plot is a bit fantasy in Xing Wenbo's life experience, but it is not completely unimaginable.Seeing Wen He's calm expression, Xing Wenbo thought for a while, but decided not to ask.

It seems that this is a classmate with a story.

No wonder... He heard from Xia Hai that Wen He has social fear, but he just doesn't like to deal with people, this character is born.Xing Wenbo didn't worry about it at the time, but now that everyone is afraid, who is not a baby?

There are only four regular classes on Sunday morning, and there is no morning reading.Xing Wenbo rushed into the classroom in the last 2 minutes with the bread in his mouth.The students were a little surprised, Xing Wenbo is not a person who likes to step on the spot, he is a good boy with excellent character and learning in the eyes of the teacher.

The only downside is probably that there are too many gossips.

What's more, the most popular one of his gossips turned out to be Wen He.

Being close to the water is the first thing to do, Xing Wenbo's classmate Mo Ji couldn't wait to eat his first mouthful of melon. After the first class, he turned around to announce the good news to the client: "Brother Xing, you are on the trending list again!"

Xing Wenbo was still gnawing on the half of the bread he hadn't finished eating just now, slurring his words, "? What the hell?"

"It's rumored in the school forum that you and Wen He found the grocery store together last night!"

"..." Xing Wenbo was speechless, "You are all bored, is it because there are not enough papers or "May Three" is too thin?"

Mo Ji was aggrieved, "It has nothing to do with me, I'm just a sucker - someone has already started writing your fanfic! Brother Xing, do you want to read it?"

Xing Wenbo: "...don't watch!"

Xing Wenbo's upright and stern performance suppressed most of the eagerness in the class, at least he didn't dare to come to him casually to make trouble.Everyone has seen Xing Wenbo's strength in dispelling rumors. Xing Wenbo's English is not very good. When he was in the second year of high school, he had discussed academic issues with Shen Manzhu, the English class representative, and the scandal spread.After that, Xing Wenbo cut through the mess quickly, and didn't say a word to Shen Manzhu for a whole semester, and successfully returned classmate Shen Manzhu's innocence.

After being annoyed by the people in the class, he saw Xiao Liang after school and ushered in a new round of offensive. Xiao Liang immediately asked, "Why did you go last night? Tell me the truth."

A menacing look of "did you go stealing fish behind my back?"

"Go home after school, wash and sleep." Xing Wenbo said.

This is the truth.Um.

Xiao Liang showed the post to Xing Wenbo, "Last night, someone witnessed you and Wen He appearing in the grocery store at the same time, and you are talking and laughing, brother, there are all witnesses and evidences, you still deny it?"

Xing Wenbo blushed and said, "Where is the witness? Just a few empty words? Where is the physical evidence? Where are the pictures?"

Xiao Liang: "..."

Hold.Makes sense.

Xiao Liang looked at Xing Wenbo suspiciously.

"What are you looking at, let's go." Xing Wenbo stepped on the bicycle.

Xiao Liang stopped him, "Hey, my tutor has something to do today, so I don't need to make up lessons. How long has it been since we've had blackouts? Let's go directly to the emperor after dinner. Brother is happy today, so I'll treat you."

The Emperor is their official Internet cafe, far away from school and home, so there is basically no risk of being caught.They all have computers at home, and the configuration is no worse than that of Internet cafes, but firstly, the fun of playing games lies in face-to-face hacking, and secondly, Xiao Liang will never even try to touch computers this year, and his grades are a bit worse than Xing Wenbo's Well, the head teacher made a special trip to tell his parents, saying that the kid is still a little bit concerned about going to the first-class 985, so he needs to keep an eye on it.

If Xiao Liang hadn't raised three fingers and swore at the gods, he would have almost lost his phone.

It is also the third year of high school, but we are different.Looking at other people's child Xing Wenbo, the only thing to consider is what kind of posture to go to Qingbei.After all, there is still a difference between ordinary Shangqingbei and champion Shangqingbei.

Xing Wenbo paused, his feet froze on the pedals, he hesitated for a moment in embarrassment, and shook his head, "No."

"What?" Xiao Liang thought he heard it wrong.

Xing Wenbo said earnestly, "Liang, I'm not talking about you. You're already in the third year of high school. It's the time when the fire is imminent. We must be sensible. The most important thing is to study hard and not be addicted to games."

Xiao Liang: "...???"

"Time flies, time doesn't wait for me, I have to go back and do two more sets of questions. Friends, see you tonight!" After Xing Wenbo finished speaking, he kicked his feet and jumped out of the distance with a whoosh.

Looking at Xing Wenbo's handsome back from a distance, Xiao Liang felt deeply moved. He had been together for so many years, and seeing his realization, he felt ashamed from the bottom of his heart.

Xing Wenbo returned home, finished cooking, plunged into the room, and logged into "Freedom Continent".

Wen He is already online.Xing Wenbo made a voice call, "Where are you? I'll find you?"

Wen He was silent for a while, "You'd better not come."

"?" Xing Wenbo asked, "What's wrong?"

"My place..." Wen He said, "Now it's the Asura Field."