The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]
Chapter 3 Farewell (7)
I want to ask if you are the younger brother of our classmate. "
The uncles and aunts around saw that this was the case, and there was nothing hot about it, so they suddenly became dull and dispersed angrily.
The boy's sallow face looked even rougher when viewed up close, reminiscent of a dry river bottom, his cheeks were flushed by the cold wind, but his eyes were dark and lively, innocent and innocent.
"Are you my brother's classmates?" the boy asked softly, blinking his beautiful eyes.
"Your brother gave you this bag?" Li Yun'an said softly.
"Hmm..." the boy nodded.
Qu Linggong rushed up from behind Yun An impatiently, and asked sharply, "Is your brother Zhang Junruo?"
The boy was startled, his eyes widened, and he nodded in a daze.
Li Yun'an: "..."
Qu Linggong: "..."
Qu Linggong confirmed again: "Is your brother really Zhang Junruo?"
The boy looked at his fierce expression, his black eyes were like frightened little animals, and nodded again.
Pulling Qu Linggong aside, Li Yun'an said softly, "Your brother is Jun Ruo, Jun Ruo is my friend, and we often play basketball."
Hearing this, the terrified boy immediately relaxed his guard, "My brother loves to play basketball, and he's very good at it." There was a gleam of admiration in his bright black eyes.
"Do you live with him? Which school do you go to? You should be in junior high school." Li Yun'an took advantage of the situation to find out more information for his friend.
But unfortunately, a bus that hadn't appeared for a long time came slowly. Before the boy had time to say anything, he hurriedly lined up behind the waiting crowd and slowly stepped into the carriage.
Seeing the figure of the thin boy submerged in the crowded carriage, the two people who stayed at the station looked at each other...
He wears a famous brand, he airborne Xingyi, he is reserved and depressed, he doesn't eat lunch, he is so hungry that he has a stomachache, he has a younger brother who looks so poor...
What the hell is going on here?
☆、Two-dimensional broken boy
The cold and rational mathematics is a precise calculation that does not need to be mixed with emotion. Only when Qu Linggong is placed in logical thinking, will Zhang Junruo's every move not affect the palpitation of the nerve.
Zhang Junruo is a complex and difficult puzzle, mixed with layers of fog, profound human nature, and delicate emotions.Far more difficult than high school math.
Because it was raining like silk outside the window, a good physical education class turned into a self-study class. Qu Linggong twisted his sore neck, got up and stretched out his long legs, intending to walk casually in the corridor.
As soon as he left the classroom door, he saw the three girls who came to Luo Keke last time, hurriedly passing by.Because these three people have special hairstyles, I remembered them inadvertently.
They only heard them say: "Did you see clearly? Is it Junjun?"
"Well, it must be. I called you two after I saw clearly."
"Oh, let's go and have a look."
Holding a folding umbrella in their hands, the three rushed past Qu Linggong.
"Junjun...it's Zhang Junruo." Qu Linggong thought to himself, Zhang Junruo seemed to be called away by Yuan Xian when he was in self-study, and never came back.Listening to what they said, I don't know what happened to him...
Qu Linggong looked at the rain outside through the glass window in the corridor, and frowned.That guy, will he suddenly faint somewhere like last time...
Unable to let go of the uneasiness about Zhang Junruo, Qu Linggong followed the three girls down the stairs.
The three girls flashed out of the back door on the first floor of the teaching building and disappeared in the rain and mist. Qu Linggong came out in a hurry, without an umbrella, and could only lean against the wall to avoid the rain.
After walking a few steps in the direction of the neem tree in the backyard, a colorful picture appeared in front of Qu Linggong's eyes, and three huge and elegant flowers bloomed in the rain.
The slender bodies of the three girls hold up three small flower umbrellas of different colors, with a circle of champagne-colored lace around the edges. Pink orange, pink blue, and lavender bloom in the bleak cold rain, looking very harmonious and safe. Through the gap between them, one could vaguely see a figure in the same blue and white school uniform squatting inside.
Zhang Junruo!
What's up with him?
Qu Linggong's brand-new sneakers stepped into the puddle in front of him without knowing it. In the rain and mist, he rushed to the front of the three small flower umbrellas. The murderous aura shocked the three girls to turn their heads and stagger their steps. back down.
The barrier surrounded by small flower umbrellas spread out, and Zhang Junruo, who was squatting in the middle, turned his head in astonishment, his hair was already wet, and the raindrops hit his icy white face unobstructed, condensed on his slender eyelashes, and dripped from them again , like a drop of crystal tears.
"You didn't..." Qu Linggong just wanted to ask if you were okay, but saw a fat orange cat in Zhang Junruo's hand, licking a carton of milk in his hand, while Zhang Junruo's other hand was caressing the wet milk. cat head.
Zhang Junruo looked a little embarrassed, and when he saw that it was Qu Linggong, he turned his head unnaturally.Seeing that the visitor was not malicious, the three alarmed girls gathered the little flower umbrella together in unison, and continued to shield Zhang Junruo and the orange cat from the wind and rain.
what?Feed the cat here on a rainy day... I thought he had a stomach problem and passed out somewhere...
The girl with the slanted ponytail took a peek at Qu Linggong, tilted the lavender flower umbrella towards Qu Linggong's head in a friendly manner, and explained in a soft voice: "Little Orange is hungry, I passed by here just now, listen Seeing it meowing in hunger, but not knowing where it is, it was Jun... no, classmate Zhang Junruo called it out."
The corners of Qu Linggong's brows twitched, did Little Orange mean this chubby guy?It should be called "Big Grapefruit" to fit the cat design, right?
The sticky, cold rain gathered into a single drop, and slid into Qu Linggong's clothes along with the stamina. He flicked the water on his bangs angrily, and Qu Linggong ran back to the classroom like a gust of wind.Recalling Zhang Junruo's expression for a moment when he saw him, it felt like a needle was pricking his chest.
He was a little envious of that fat orange cat that Zhang Junruo could feed with his own hands, and he was a little bit envious of the three girls who could open an umbrella for Zhang Junruo as a matter of course, and also envied the three small flower umbrellas that could protect him from the wind and rain...
When the preparatory bell rang, Zhang Junruo walked into the classroom at a leisurely pace, his school uniform was soaked through, and strands of wet hair were sticking to his forehead, but he still looked calm, showing no intention of dealing with it.
Qu Linggong frowned, he really didn't understand what Zhang Junruo was thinking, he seemed reserved and repressed, followed the rules, but occasionally did such outrageous things.It was the same at the last sports meeting, it was also the same when he passed out due to stomach pains, and it was also the same this time when he was caught in the rain. Occasionally, there would be a trace of self-abuse on him, which made people want to get to the bottom of it but there was no trace.
"I always seem to be trying my best to suppress myself, and keep a sense of distance from people skillfully. Sometimes I see him smiling, but I have the illusion that he will cry in a second..."
Li Yun'an's voice rang in his ears.Qu Linggong squinted his eyes, pacing back and forth on Zhang Junruo's thin shoulders.Thinking of the sad wry smile during the sports meeting, and the helpless pleading in the infirmary, those expressions should not be the expression that Zhang Junruo, who is usually calm and composed, with the face of a top student, should have.
Is it because you are desperately suppressing something, and it is almost to the critical point?
Although the air conditioner in the classroom is blowing warm air, if you stay like this until late for self-study, you may catch a cold.Thinking about the sports jacket in his locker, Qu Linggong was about to get up when he saw the girl with the slanted ponytail timidly standing at the front door of the classroom, calling out: "Zhang Junruo—"
Zhang Junruo looked up, pursed his lips hesitantly, got up and walked out of the classroom.Several girls curled their lips in displeasure in the classroom, feeling as if the cabbage grown at home had been snatched away by a foreign species.
Qu Linggong watched Zhang Junruo come back with a brand new towel and a dry school uniform jacket in his hand, with mixed feelings in his heart.
It turned out that Zhang Junruo could be disrespectful of the kindness of a little girl from a foreign class, but Qu Linggong's kindness was the only thing in the world that was rejected.
why?
—— Qu Linggong's own voice echoed in his ears.
Eat soft rice.
You are so sick.
Zhang Junruo, I fuck your mother.
The soft touch under his feet revived in his memory, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.Why?Because I have a lot of criminal records and notorious crimes.Because I am serving a sentence, and I don't know if there will be a day when I will be released after serving my sentence.
During the lunch break, Qu Linggong and Han Guangyu walked through the corridor. A girl's silver bell-like laughter sounded at the end of the corridor. It passed by the mouth.
"Ling'er, are you interested?" Han Guangyu teased.
"Yes, do you know him?"
"I know you, I'm from the same junior high school as me."
"Oh--?"
"Tell me which one do you fancy? Is it the one with the twin tails?"
"I'm interested in all three of them. It doesn't matter if I catch up with any of them." Qu Linggong casually said something without integrity.
"Ah? Really? Hey, to tell you the truth, I advise you to give up as soon as possible." Han Guangyu said with sympathy in his eyes.
"Why, a famous flower has an owner?"
"No, these three girls are famous two-dimensional control in our junior high school, they are called the three-dimensional three sisters, I probably don't like you, a handsome three-dimensional guy."
Two-dimensional three sisters?Then why always revolve around Zhang Junruo.
"Not necessarily? I saw the three of them holding an umbrella for Zhang Junruo."
"Zhang Junruo, of course Zhang Junruo is different. Didn't you hear the girls call him a Two-dimensional broken wall boy?"
"what?"
"Two-dimensional broken wall boy, that is to say... um..." Han Guangyu thought carefully about his words, and he didn't quite understand the adjectives for these girls.
"Does it mean that he has a face of first love, and it is not uncommon to appear in anime?"
Han Guangyu suddenly realized, "That's right, that's what it means. Ling'er, your language skills have improved."
Qu Linggong thought melancholy—that was my true feelings.That was my first love.
It turns out that my aesthetic is so close to the Two-dimensional aesthetic orientation.
Immediately, there was a heroic sympathy for the "Two-dimensional Three Sisters".
☆, penalty station~
Qu Linggong came back from running around the playground. In the early winter, the icy wind made his cheeks cool and refreshing.
Recently, he has been keen on fitness, because he has both weaknesses and armor.A sincere heart that secretly loves someone needs to be stronger and softer at the same time.
With a refreshing air from the outside, as soon as he entered the classroom, he bumped into the oncoming Zhang Junruo.
Seeing that people are his weakness, Mr. Qu was a little nervous, and immediately moved out of the way.Just as he was about to apologize, Zhang Junruo ran over in a hurry without looking up.
A preparatory bell rang, and Nie Shuhai, the Chinese teacher at the end of the corridor, came striding forward.Qu Linggong felt that Zhang Junruo's expression was a little strange, so he raised his leg and followed Zhang Junruo.
In the men's bathroom on the third floor of the teaching building, Qu Linggong felt that this scene seemed familiar. He leaned against the wall next to the sink, folded his arms, and listened to the intermittent sound of vomiting not far away.
After a while, the door of the single room was pushed open, and Zhang Junruo came out with a face as white as wax, probably because of vomiting, his face was wet, and there were still a few drops of physiological tears hanging down.
After spitting out the little thing he had swallowed for breakfast, he staggered a few steps towards the sink, and what he saw was a pair of well-proportioned, lean and vigorous long legs, one of which stood straight and the other Curved outwards carefreely, pointing the toe of the bright black running shoes on the ground, just looking at the legs is a leisurely and contented posture of a young man.
Zhang Junruo frowned slightly, looked up at the man, it was indeed Qu Linggong.Zhang Junruo was stunned for a moment, and then a little embarrassed.
Why is he here?
Zhang Junruo looked at Qu Linggong's leisurely posture with eyes filled with water vapor.
Qu Linggong didn't seem to have met by chance, and he just heard the class bell in a daze.
He was a little outraged.Why does this person appear every time when I am most vulnerable and embarrassing?
Is there such a pleasure/feeling in appreciating my embarrassment?
Pursing his mouth into a straight line, Zhang Junruo pretended to ignore Qu Linggong's existence, walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and washed his face with a handful of water.
When Qu Linggong saw Zhang Junruo walking over, his face was pale, and his eyes, which were originally black and white, were now red and bloodshot, and he felt unspeakably distressed.Ask softly: "Why did you vomit again? Didn't you eat your breakfast well?"
There was a sound of splashing water, and the people who were close at hand seemed not to have heard it.
After washing, Zhang Junruo raised his leg to leave, Qu Linggong stepped forward and grabbed his arm: "Hey, wait a minute."
Zhang Junruo looked at the shackles on his arm, and moved his gaze upwards: "I thought we had reached a consensus last time. Qu Linggong, it won't be difficult to pretend that I don't exist, right?"
Qu Linggong stared at Zhang Junruo's eyes as red as a bunny: "I'm not blind, how can you pretend that you don't exist? Besides, I didn't mess with you, I just..." Qu Linggong raised his hand Send a snow-white tissue, "showing concern for the sick classmates."
Zhang Junruo: "..."
Qu Linggong smiled mischievously: "If you return to the classroom with such a face full of water, everyone will think you have lost love."
Zhang Junruo took the tissue, and Qu Linggong took advantage of the situation to put down the hand that was holding Zhang Junruo's arm.
"Hey, you can't do this. I know an old Chinese doctor, and the prescriptions he prescribed are very effective. It will be fine after a while." Qu Linggong looked at Zhang Junruo's pale side face that was glowing with water.
"Is it a prescription for regulating menstruation and relieving pain, warming the palace and dispelling cold? Haven't you already prescribed it for me?" Zhang Junruo showed sharp teeth and sharp mouth that he had never seen before.
Qu Linggong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes wandered over Zhang Junruo's face. Zhang Junruo's thin, icy lips were now drawn into sharp lines, and there was a sharp edge in his eyes. He seemed to have witnessed another brand new face of Zhang Junruo.
He was choked up for a long time, he grinned, and his eyes showed admiration. The person in his heart is so fickle, which makes him always feel fresh. If he is serious and competes with him psychologically, he still doesn't know Whoever loses wins.
Qu Linggong shrugged, and smiled lightly at Zhang Junruo's sarcasm: "Hehe... That was really a misunderstanding. I saw you suffering from stomach pain the other day, so I asked Luo Keke for fever stickers and painkillers. Maybe the statement was wrong. , who knows that it will be something for girls when it comes to you."
Zhang Junruo let out a slight chuckle: "Misunderstanding?" He paused, his eyes dimmed as if thinking of something, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Then...those..." Those Weibo comments were too heart-piercing, As long as he thinks about it, he will feel a biting cold all over his body, and he can't say it at all, "Those are also misunderstandings?"
"What?" Qu Linggong was taken aback, but after thinking for a while, he realized that there were more than one or two things that made Zhang Junruo feel uncomfortable. The kick that kicked Zhang Junruo in front of him could not be relieved by a word of "misunderstanding". kept silent.
Looking at Qu Linggong's guilty conscience, Zhang Junruo knew it.
Zhang Junruo smiled miserably, and he said to himself in his heart: Stop humiliating yourself, Zhang Junruo.What else is there to say, it was originally the memory of two people, but now it has become his grave alone.Zhang Junruo clenched his fingers, turned and left resolutely.
Zhang Junruo lingered at the door of the classroom for a while, looked at the closed white door, bit his lower lip, and knocked on the door to enter.Bathed in the doubtful eyes of the whole class of teachers and students, he consciously stood by the wall of the door.
Nie Shuhai has a rule that if there is no special reason, anyone who is late to his class will be punished by standing at the door.
☆, slowly sprinkle sugar
Zhang Junruo couldn't bear to say that he had stomach pain, dizziness, and physical discomfort in front of others. He had never learned such a cute and coquettish way of dealing with things since he was a child.
Years of having nothing to rely on made him unwilling to let anyone see his vulnerable side.He would rather not defend himself, and pay the price he can pay, so that all problems can be calmly and peacefully eliminated within a controllable range.
The whole class, including Nie Shuhai, was surprised that Zhang Junruo, who has always been honest, calm and polite, was late for class and was punished to stand.They all cast curious and probing eyes.
Zhang Junruo only half closed his reddish eyes, standing indifferently by the door.
After a while, there were several crisp knocks on the door. Before Nie Shuhai could answer, someone pushed the door open and entered. The crisp sound of the door interrupted the reading in the classroom.Qu Linggong walked in with a bold and unrestrained aura.
When Qu Linggong entered the door, he preemptively said, "Mr. Nie, I'm sorry, I've had a bad stomach."
Nie Shuhai: "Oh, you're back."
Qu Linggong: "Thank you teacher."
Just as Qu Linggong was about to lift his leg, he turned to one side, and saw Zhang Junruo standing against the wall from the corner of his eye, he paused and froze in place.
What's the situation?
Punishment?
He is punished here?
Didn't he throw up?Why didn't you tell the Mediterranean?
Eyeballs rolled back and forth and walked back to the seat.Qu Linggong wondered how could there be such a stupid person in the world?In the bathroom just now, didn't you still yell at me sharply?How come there are no words to make up a nonsense now?Isn't it stupid to stand there for a class?
Wait a minute, this person is someone who can't make up nonsense.He thought of what he told his good friend Li Yun'an about Zhang Junruo's obsession with him, "He's not pretending to be B, he's B himself", he just can't lie, he's not smooth enough, let Zhang Junruo imitate his nonsense and put on a painful expression The expression, saying that the stomach hurts or something, the picture is too beautiful and too disobedient.
However, this is not a question of whether you will lie or not.He vomited in the bathroom just now, as long as he told the truth, he was not feeling well.
wrong!Qu Linggong frowned and thought, and finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.Some time ago, he Qu Li Yun'an was in Jialan's villa. Li Yun'an analyzed Zhang Junruo's character traits from a psychological point of view. He said that Zhang Junruo was the kind who would not rely on others, endured silently, and would not let others see him the vulnerable kind of person.
Li Yun'an also speculated that he was probably an orphan who was adopted when he was in a relatively old age, and he hadn't established a trusting relationship with his adoptive parents.
He didn't want to say he wasn't feeling well, and he couldn't.Just like when running 3000 meters, don't say you are uncomfortable; when you have a stomachache, don't say you have a stomachache.He will hold on to the end, because—he has nothing to rely on?
Li Yun'an's well-founded analysis echoed in his mind.He will carry everything silently by himself, and he cannot let others see his fragility!
Damn it!Qu Linggong's eyebrows twitched into a ball, how could there be such a person in the world who would stir his emotions and make his heart ache every minute.It's really his weakness.
Looking at Zhang Junruo's thin and frail figure standing still, and his side face as pale as snow under the bangs.He couldn't sit still for a moment.
"Teacher Nie!" Qu Linggong directly interrupted Nie Shuhai's endless voice.
Nie Shuhai was standing on the podium holding a textbook, leading a reading of ancient Chinese.Hearing this clear and resolute shout, he stared blankly at the source of the voice.
Qu Linggong said calmly, "Teacher, let Zhang Junruo go back."
The whole class looked at Qu Linggong in astonishment, including Zhang Junruo.
"What?" Nie Shuhai was a little surprised.
"Rang, Zhang, Jun, Ruo, Hui, seat, position." Qu Linggong repeated each word.
Nie Shuhai was dissatisfied with Qu Linggong's slightly disrespectful tone: "Did I say it a long time ago, there is no special reason, whoever is late for my class will stand at the door and listen to the class."
"If Zhang Jun is standing there, I won't be able to listen carefully."
"Ah?" Nie Shuhai had a surprised look on his face.
Qu Linggong added quietly: "Zhang Junruo is standing there, I can always see him out of the corner of my eye when I look up, and I can't listen to the class seriously."
The whole class focused on Qu Linggong one after another. Seeing Han Guangyu and Ma Zhiyuan looking back at him with a grin, Qu Linggong gave them a wink.
Ma Zhiyuan echoed: "Yes, yes, I feel the same way. I always want to look at him, and I can't listen to Teacher Nie's class seriously."
Han Guangyu said: "Well, I feel the same way. Usually there is only the teacher standing in front of me, but now I am not used to standing with two people."
The girls also understood and agreed with each other.
Luo Keke's crisp and delicate voice sounded: "I just want to see Teacher Nie alone every time I look up!"
Nie Shuhai blushed, and stretched out his hand to brush his thinning hair from his forehead to the top of his head, his greasy square face was flushed.Clearing his throat, he said, "Well, Zhang Junruo, you go back, pay attention next time."
Zhang Junruo lowered his head and said softly, "Thank you teacher." He walked back to his seat.
Seeing Zhang Junruo taking his seat, Qu Linggong was heartbroken for Zhang Junruo, and finally found a short period of peace.
☆, tracking
Xing Kong: "Mr. Zhou, I will visit you on Sunday."
……
Qu Linggong stared at this WeChat for about half an hour.
What's the matter, just say I'm off on Sunday, so don't come here.OK?
But since Zhang Junruo said that he would go on Sunday, he just told him not to ask, which means that Teacher Zhou does not rest on Sunday.No matter how you reply, there is a danger of being misleading.
After hesitating for a while, Qu Linggong typed a few words.
Yingri Lotus: "Why are you here?"
Xing Kong: "It only takes 30 minutes to take the subway from my home, and I will arrive at about 1 pm."
Qu Linggong gritted his teeth and replied, "That's it."
Putting down the spare phone, Qu Linggong called Li Yun'an.Li Yun'an's gentle and magnetic voice was filled with a trace of fatigue: "Hello——"
"What's wrong with you, you're so listless."
"Just finished two guitar lessons."
"Aren't you learning the cello? Why are you still learning the guitar?"
"There are so many skills that you don't overwhelm yourself, who knows which one will win someone's favor."
Qu Linggong said sincerely: "Yun An, I really admire you and envy you."
Li Yun'an smiled softly: "I envy you even more, Zhang Junruo is by your side, with a clear goal, close to the water, it's great."
"Stop rambling, I have business to do."
"what's up?"
"Do you know where Zhang Junruo's home is?"
"How could I possibly know?"
"Can you ask your cousin Lan Ke to check it out?"
"Oh, enter the school data file, right? Wait for me to ask, and reply on WeChat later."
"Thanks, Yun An."
"polite."
Li Yun'an's warm and pleasant voice gave people a strange sense of peace of mind, Qu Linggong subconsciously thought, whoever can get such a gentle and considerate lover, that person must be very happy.
He will play the cello for her, play the guitar, and stroke her lover's hair gently like a small animal...
Li Yun'an has a solid arm that people can rely on, and a mature and steady mind, which is completely different from Qu Linggong's flamboyant and self-willed.
Qu Linggong thought of Zhang Junruo who was liked by him like this, and somehow Zhang Junruo felt aggrieved.
Meow—a shrill meow startled Qu Linggong.Qu Linggong frowned. For the first time, he realized that his WeChat notification tone was very naive, not at all like a steady and mature man.
Shore: No. 29, Shuiyun Flower City, Yunhu Xifu, No. 12, Xijiang Street, Lingdong District, S City.
Rolling red: Thank you for your kindness.
Kishi: Are you planning to squat in the grass? (Smile)
Billowing Red: (sweating) Come back on Sunday and say it.
Kishi: Don't push too hard, it will backfire.
Rolling Red: I know.
Qu Linggong looked at Zhang Junruo's address, Lingdong District - an urban area far beyond the scope of Qu Linggong's activities.He opened Baidu Maps to check, and found that the geographical location of Lingdong District and the southern part of the city where "Xingyi Private Middle School" is located are located in the southeast and far away from each other.
There are also many excellent high schools in Lingdong District. Zhang Junruo travels across three urban areas every day to come to "Xingyi Middle School" to study.
Why is that?
On Sunday morning, Qu Linggong wore a solid black suit, light clothes and protective equipment, and took a taxi to the main entrance of the Water Rhyme Flower City in the West Prefecture of Yunhu.
Looking at the sporty watch on his left wrist, the time is 11:12, one hour before the departure at [-]:[-] that Zhang Junruo said.I was inexplicably nervous.He will be at home, maybe he has gone out.He said on WeChat that he started from home.
The driver was a chubby man in his 40s. He looked at the young man in the rear seat suspiciously in the rearview mirror, feeling a little uneasy.
When he called the car just now, this kid wasn't like this. He looked at Bel's spirited young man from a distance, with a handsome face and a noble face, why did he change his clothes without paying attention?
Wearing a deliberately lowered black peaked cap, black sunglasses, and even a black mask, the driver thought: I'm not about to be robbed...
The driver has been driving for many years, afraid that this kind of half-grown boy will run away from home at every turn, indulge in Internet cafes, and what can't he do in order to play games or buy an iPhone?
The fat uncle tentatively said: "Hey, young man, you also jump the watch when you wait."
Qu Linggong was calm and composed: "I know, I'll take care of your car today."
Qu Linggong first threw out three pink and stiff Grandpa Mao.
The fat uncle raised his brows, took the money, and thought: It's not just playing hard to get, let's grab it back together after I put down my guard.
"Hey, boy, who are you waiting for?"
"I'm not waiting for anyone, I'm a police intern, practicing stalking." Qu Linggong made nonsense.
"..."
Seeing Zhang Junruo coming out with a backpack on his back, Qu Linggong suddenly gripped the back of the car seat in front of him.
"Hey, master master, follow up, follow up."
"Which one? Which one?" The fat uncle was a little nervous at his instigation.
"Just the one wearing the light gray coat and carrying a backpack." Qu Linggong said anxiously.
"Ah, I see, I see." The fat uncle was a little excited by his yelling, "Co-author, you are really a trainee policeman."
"Tricked you into giving me money?"
"Okay, look at me."
It's a pity that Zhang Junruo walked very slowly, he had no room to display his passion, so he could only follow behind Zhang Junruo, rubbing forward at a slow speed.
After passing an intersection, Zhang Junruo turned to the right, and a light gray figure flashed into the subway entrance.Qu Linggong hurriedly abandoned the car and chased after him, but the fat man behind him was still shouting, "I haven't given you money yet—"
At noon on the weekend, the subway car was not as crowded as usual. Zhang Junruo sat on the seat near the door, put the luggage at his feet, held the mobile phone in one hand, and pressed the other to his ear. He lowered his long eyelashes and listened to music with silver-white headphones. .
A dozen meters away, Qu Linggong, who was standing at the junction of the carriages, narrowed his narrow eyes behind the dark glasses, and stared at Zhang Junruo unscrupulously.On the rooftop that day, it was this pose that gave Qu Linggong an electric shock, thinking that Zhang Junruo was really pretty.
Amidst the whistling sound of the friction between the subway and the air, Zhang Junruo looked like an isolated island of tranquility. Although he sat side by side with many people, he had a kind of quietness and innocence independent of the world. His side face was soft and graceful, and he occasionally moved There was a hint of restraint and abstinence from the corners of his lips.
Qu Linggong thought, that is the person I like, so elegant and handsome in the crowd, different from others.
The subway stopped at a place that Ling Gong had never heard of.Zhang Junruo stood up, picked up the backpack, and walked out of the carriage leisurely.Qu Linggong hurriedly ran to the carriage on the other side, and got out of the car.
Qu Linggong looked at the stop sign above his head - Pingnan Town West.
What is this place?It sounds like the name should be the outskirts of the city.
In a flash, Zhang Junruo's figure disappeared.
As soon as he got out of the subway, Qu Linggong was dumbfounded.There was a desolate scene outside the subway entrance, there were almost no buildings around, and the road was wide and scary.There are several black cars and a row of small bouncing cars parked in front of the subway entrance.The surroundings are all in sight, and Zhang Junruo's figure is not seen.
It's over!lost!
The uncle driving the black car saw the anxious Qu Linggong, and approached him, "Hey, little brother, where are you going?"
Qu Linggong looked back and forth with his eyes left and right, turning 360 degrees a few times before stopping.
Qu Linggong asked the driver of the black car: "Brother, is there an elementary school or junior high school near here?"
The man stroked the sparse beard on his chin, then turned around and asked the row of drivers driving Xiao Beng Beng, "Is there an elementary school or junior high school around here?"
The drivers all shook their heads.
Qu Linggong asked again: "What about high school?"
Those people still shook their heads.
Qu Linggong: "Then is there any place to go near here?"
The man driving the black car replied: "Everyone who comes here is here to play. There is a hot spring resort a few feet away, and there is a water park a little farther away. It is probably not open this season, and there is Hengjun a little further away." Movie City, I have filmed several popular TV series, do you want to watch them?"
Qu Linggong frowned: "No, no, neither..."
A driver driving a small Bengbeng car came over, "Hey, boy, you don't show love, do you?"
Qu Linggong asked ignorantly: "Show love, what kind of love?"
"There is no school near here, but there is a big orphanage."
"Orphanage!" Qu Linggong was shocked, and his thoughts changed: "Yes, it's the orphanage, and I'm here to show my love."
Hearing this, the driver of the black car stepped aside resentfully, and opened his hands to the driver who answered, "Okay, it's your job."
The honest-looking little Bengbeng car driver looked only a few years older than Qu Linggong, "Little brother, you really went to the orphanage to show your love? But you... didn't bring anything with you."
"I, I'm really giving love. I've brought money. Brother, take me there quickly."
"Okay, okay, then you can get in the car." The little brother pointed to the most colorful electric tricycle in the row of small bungee cars.
It was the first time in Qu Linggong's life that he got on a small bouncing car. It felt strange. On such a deserted and open road, he felt like flying, "Brother, drive faster."
"Is this still slow?"
"Well, I'm in a hurry."
"Little brother is really caring."
"What kind of orphanage is this?"
"It's not called an orphanage. It's called a welfare home for orphans and disabled. We outsiders call it an orphanage. It's quite a big place. A few years ago, it was actually an elementary school, but there were no students. The government planned to build an orphanage. There is a Provincial College for Orphans and Disabled, a place for children to study, orphans from the whole city of S, including Chengbianzi, are sent here, those of you who live in the city probably don’t know about it.”
"Oh," Qu Linggong was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Brother, how far is it?"
"The oil will arrive as soon as you kick it. The love is so sincere, it won't be cold if it is delivered late."
Qu Linggong's face was a little embarrassing, and he stopped talking.
☆, insects fly
The little brother Bengbengche drove up to the plaque of the Welfare Home for the Orphaned and Disabled in S City. On the brown wall, it was written in large golden characters - Welfare Home for the Orphaned and Disabled in S City.
The scale of the building is similar to the primary and secondary schools in the city, and it may look a little bigger.The main building in the front is more like a living place for children, and the two rows of taller buildings in the back are like teaching buildings. The playground is separated from the center of the two buildings, and a flagpole with a red flag stands upright.
In the afternoon, there are few people, and it looks peaceful and peaceful.
"Ah!" Qu Linggong exclaimed subconsciously. Zhang Junruo, who was wearing a light gray thick coat, was coming out of a small supermarket next to the welfare home. The shopping bags are bulging, and the colorful colors are exposed outside the bags. At first glance, they are all kinds of snacks and snacks.
When Zhang Junruo passed by the Bengbeng car, Qu Linggong lowered the brim of his hat and held his breath.His fingers were trembling with nervousness, but Zhang Junruo didn't raise his head, and went straight to the electric retractable door of the orphanage, and said something to the old man in the registration room, the small iron door next to the electric retractable door opened with a snap, and Zhang Junruo immediately stepped into the courtyard .
When Zhang Junruo's figure gradually walked away, Qu Linggong jumped out of the car, followed Zhang Junruo's example, and greeted the uncle in the registration room with his head.
Qu Linggong: "Master, I'm here to show my love."
The uncle was listening to the cross talk on the radio, and looked up at Qu Linggong with a strange expression, then turned his head and continued to listen to the radio.
"Hey, sir, let me in, I'm here to show my love."
The uncle waved his hand and said sternly: "The orphanage has regulations. Those who are admitted to the hospital must be carefully checked and registered. Anyone who is suspicious cannot be admitted."
What?Suspicious person?You are the suspicious person, and your whole family is the suspicious person!
When Qu Linggong regained consciousness, he found that Zhang Junruo had disappeared again, only one step away from the truth.
Qu Linggong said kindly, "Hey, sir, I'm not a suspicious person, do you think I look like...?"
The uncle pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Qu Linggong again, and nodded pertinently.
Mr. Qu raised his eyebrows, and was about to explode when he saw his own shape reflected in the glass, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.
In the glass, I was dressed in black, black hat, black sunglasses, and a black mask hung on my chin indecently. I really looked like a terrorist with ulterior motives.
If you let him in, how irresponsible is the janitor, and how does he not take the children's lives seriously?
Turn around and walk a few steps, look at the small supermarket, Mr. Qu has a plan in his heart, you have to look like you are showing love.
Qu Linggong walked into the supermarket, frantically swept away three big bags of snacks, and stuffed all the colorful potato chips, French fries, chocolate, banana milk, candy, and biscuits into the shopping basket that children would like. Seeing the enthusiasm, the cashier sister was very happy.
After paying the bill, I looked at the mirror at the elder sister's hand and tidied up my appearance.
After the cashier sister helped Qu Linggong sort the big and small bags, she looked up and saw this handsome guy was still taking pictures with a makeup mirror, and couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, how handsome do you want to be, no matter how handsome you are, the little fresh meat on TV will have nothing to eat."
Very satisfied with the big sister's compliment, Qu Linggong walked away confidently carrying three big bags of food.
"Master, I really came to show my love. Look, I bought so much food."
The uncle stood up and looked at the handsome guy who looked brand new through the glass window. "Huh? Are you the same person as before?"
The uncle pondered for a while, staring at Qu Linggong with a little cloudy eyes, and finally nodded, thinking that he is so good-looking, he must not be a terrorist.
"Okay, let's register." The uncle held out a registration form from the window.
"Hey, I see that person just let in without registering?"
"It's all registered, and all outsiders must register!" The uncle said seriously.
"Okay, register, register."
After returning the registration form to the uncle, Qu Linggong finally entered the orphanage.
After walking a few steps, feeling a little guilty, I put on my hat again.
I thought to myself: If Zhang Junruo bumps into her, she puts on a vest and pretends to be a teacher, stalking and monitoring, prying into personal privacy and other perverted behaviors will all be exposed.
Looking up to the distance, the entire orphanage is now empty, quiet and peaceful, and it doesn't look like there are children gathering anywhere.
Carrying the three luggage around the courtyard aimlessly, Qu Linggong's hands were sore.Leaning casually on a long corridor to rest, raising his eyes to look around, he found a person walking in the distance.
The person who came was a young woman, wearing an orange volunteer uniform, with crooked smiling eyes when she looked closely, she was very friendly.
The woman looked at Qu Linggong as she walked.It was found that the boy had sword eyebrows and star eyes, his facial features were as handsome as carved out, and he was wearing a black suit and a black peaked cap, looking cool.
——What a handsome boy!The woman was full of praise in her heart.
Glancing again at the three food bags in the boy's hand, his heart suddenly dawned on him.
"Hey, same
The uncles and aunts around saw that this was the case, and there was nothing hot about it, so they suddenly became dull and dispersed angrily.
The boy's sallow face looked even rougher when viewed up close, reminiscent of a dry river bottom, his cheeks were flushed by the cold wind, but his eyes were dark and lively, innocent and innocent.
"Are you my brother's classmates?" the boy asked softly, blinking his beautiful eyes.
"Your brother gave you this bag?" Li Yun'an said softly.
"Hmm..." the boy nodded.
Qu Linggong rushed up from behind Yun An impatiently, and asked sharply, "Is your brother Zhang Junruo?"
The boy was startled, his eyes widened, and he nodded in a daze.
Li Yun'an: "..."
Qu Linggong: "..."
Qu Linggong confirmed again: "Is your brother really Zhang Junruo?"
The boy looked at his fierce expression, his black eyes were like frightened little animals, and nodded again.
Pulling Qu Linggong aside, Li Yun'an said softly, "Your brother is Jun Ruo, Jun Ruo is my friend, and we often play basketball."
Hearing this, the terrified boy immediately relaxed his guard, "My brother loves to play basketball, and he's very good at it." There was a gleam of admiration in his bright black eyes.
"Do you live with him? Which school do you go to? You should be in junior high school." Li Yun'an took advantage of the situation to find out more information for his friend.
But unfortunately, a bus that hadn't appeared for a long time came slowly. Before the boy had time to say anything, he hurriedly lined up behind the waiting crowd and slowly stepped into the carriage.
Seeing the figure of the thin boy submerged in the crowded carriage, the two people who stayed at the station looked at each other...
He wears a famous brand, he airborne Xingyi, he is reserved and depressed, he doesn't eat lunch, he is so hungry that he has a stomachache, he has a younger brother who looks so poor...
What the hell is going on here?
☆、Two-dimensional broken boy
The cold and rational mathematics is a precise calculation that does not need to be mixed with emotion. Only when Qu Linggong is placed in logical thinking, will Zhang Junruo's every move not affect the palpitation of the nerve.
Zhang Junruo is a complex and difficult puzzle, mixed with layers of fog, profound human nature, and delicate emotions.Far more difficult than high school math.
Because it was raining like silk outside the window, a good physical education class turned into a self-study class. Qu Linggong twisted his sore neck, got up and stretched out his long legs, intending to walk casually in the corridor.
As soon as he left the classroom door, he saw the three girls who came to Luo Keke last time, hurriedly passing by.Because these three people have special hairstyles, I remembered them inadvertently.
They only heard them say: "Did you see clearly? Is it Junjun?"
"Well, it must be. I called you two after I saw clearly."
"Oh, let's go and have a look."
Holding a folding umbrella in their hands, the three rushed past Qu Linggong.
"Junjun...it's Zhang Junruo." Qu Linggong thought to himself, Zhang Junruo seemed to be called away by Yuan Xian when he was in self-study, and never came back.Listening to what they said, I don't know what happened to him...
Qu Linggong looked at the rain outside through the glass window in the corridor, and frowned.That guy, will he suddenly faint somewhere like last time...
Unable to let go of the uneasiness about Zhang Junruo, Qu Linggong followed the three girls down the stairs.
The three girls flashed out of the back door on the first floor of the teaching building and disappeared in the rain and mist. Qu Linggong came out in a hurry, without an umbrella, and could only lean against the wall to avoid the rain.
After walking a few steps in the direction of the neem tree in the backyard, a colorful picture appeared in front of Qu Linggong's eyes, and three huge and elegant flowers bloomed in the rain.
The slender bodies of the three girls hold up three small flower umbrellas of different colors, with a circle of champagne-colored lace around the edges. Pink orange, pink blue, and lavender bloom in the bleak cold rain, looking very harmonious and safe. Through the gap between them, one could vaguely see a figure in the same blue and white school uniform squatting inside.
Zhang Junruo!
What's up with him?
Qu Linggong's brand-new sneakers stepped into the puddle in front of him without knowing it. In the rain and mist, he rushed to the front of the three small flower umbrellas. The murderous aura shocked the three girls to turn their heads and stagger their steps. back down.
The barrier surrounded by small flower umbrellas spread out, and Zhang Junruo, who was squatting in the middle, turned his head in astonishment, his hair was already wet, and the raindrops hit his icy white face unobstructed, condensed on his slender eyelashes, and dripped from them again , like a drop of crystal tears.
"You didn't..." Qu Linggong just wanted to ask if you were okay, but saw a fat orange cat in Zhang Junruo's hand, licking a carton of milk in his hand, while Zhang Junruo's other hand was caressing the wet milk. cat head.
Zhang Junruo looked a little embarrassed, and when he saw that it was Qu Linggong, he turned his head unnaturally.Seeing that the visitor was not malicious, the three alarmed girls gathered the little flower umbrella together in unison, and continued to shield Zhang Junruo and the orange cat from the wind and rain.
what?Feed the cat here on a rainy day... I thought he had a stomach problem and passed out somewhere...
The girl with the slanted ponytail took a peek at Qu Linggong, tilted the lavender flower umbrella towards Qu Linggong's head in a friendly manner, and explained in a soft voice: "Little Orange is hungry, I passed by here just now, listen Seeing it meowing in hunger, but not knowing where it is, it was Jun... no, classmate Zhang Junruo called it out."
The corners of Qu Linggong's brows twitched, did Little Orange mean this chubby guy?It should be called "Big Grapefruit" to fit the cat design, right?
The sticky, cold rain gathered into a single drop, and slid into Qu Linggong's clothes along with the stamina. He flicked the water on his bangs angrily, and Qu Linggong ran back to the classroom like a gust of wind.Recalling Zhang Junruo's expression for a moment when he saw him, it felt like a needle was pricking his chest.
He was a little envious of that fat orange cat that Zhang Junruo could feed with his own hands, and he was a little bit envious of the three girls who could open an umbrella for Zhang Junruo as a matter of course, and also envied the three small flower umbrellas that could protect him from the wind and rain...
When the preparatory bell rang, Zhang Junruo walked into the classroom at a leisurely pace, his school uniform was soaked through, and strands of wet hair were sticking to his forehead, but he still looked calm, showing no intention of dealing with it.
Qu Linggong frowned, he really didn't understand what Zhang Junruo was thinking, he seemed reserved and repressed, followed the rules, but occasionally did such outrageous things.It was the same at the last sports meeting, it was also the same when he passed out due to stomach pains, and it was also the same this time when he was caught in the rain. Occasionally, there would be a trace of self-abuse on him, which made people want to get to the bottom of it but there was no trace.
"I always seem to be trying my best to suppress myself, and keep a sense of distance from people skillfully. Sometimes I see him smiling, but I have the illusion that he will cry in a second..."
Li Yun'an's voice rang in his ears.Qu Linggong squinted his eyes, pacing back and forth on Zhang Junruo's thin shoulders.Thinking of the sad wry smile during the sports meeting, and the helpless pleading in the infirmary, those expressions should not be the expression that Zhang Junruo, who is usually calm and composed, with the face of a top student, should have.
Is it because you are desperately suppressing something, and it is almost to the critical point?
Although the air conditioner in the classroom is blowing warm air, if you stay like this until late for self-study, you may catch a cold.Thinking about the sports jacket in his locker, Qu Linggong was about to get up when he saw the girl with the slanted ponytail timidly standing at the front door of the classroom, calling out: "Zhang Junruo—"
Zhang Junruo looked up, pursed his lips hesitantly, got up and walked out of the classroom.Several girls curled their lips in displeasure in the classroom, feeling as if the cabbage grown at home had been snatched away by a foreign species.
Qu Linggong watched Zhang Junruo come back with a brand new towel and a dry school uniform jacket in his hand, with mixed feelings in his heart.
It turned out that Zhang Junruo could be disrespectful of the kindness of a little girl from a foreign class, but Qu Linggong's kindness was the only thing in the world that was rejected.
why?
—— Qu Linggong's own voice echoed in his ears.
Eat soft rice.
You are so sick.
Zhang Junruo, I fuck your mother.
The soft touch under his feet revived in his memory, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.Why?Because I have a lot of criminal records and notorious crimes.Because I am serving a sentence, and I don't know if there will be a day when I will be released after serving my sentence.
During the lunch break, Qu Linggong and Han Guangyu walked through the corridor. A girl's silver bell-like laughter sounded at the end of the corridor. It passed by the mouth.
"Ling'er, are you interested?" Han Guangyu teased.
"Yes, do you know him?"
"I know you, I'm from the same junior high school as me."
"Oh--?"
"Tell me which one do you fancy? Is it the one with the twin tails?"
"I'm interested in all three of them. It doesn't matter if I catch up with any of them." Qu Linggong casually said something without integrity.
"Ah? Really? Hey, to tell you the truth, I advise you to give up as soon as possible." Han Guangyu said with sympathy in his eyes.
"Why, a famous flower has an owner?"
"No, these three girls are famous two-dimensional control in our junior high school, they are called the three-dimensional three sisters, I probably don't like you, a handsome three-dimensional guy."
Two-dimensional three sisters?Then why always revolve around Zhang Junruo.
"Not necessarily? I saw the three of them holding an umbrella for Zhang Junruo."
"Zhang Junruo, of course Zhang Junruo is different. Didn't you hear the girls call him a Two-dimensional broken wall boy?"
"what?"
"Two-dimensional broken wall boy, that is to say... um..." Han Guangyu thought carefully about his words, and he didn't quite understand the adjectives for these girls.
"Does it mean that he has a face of first love, and it is not uncommon to appear in anime?"
Han Guangyu suddenly realized, "That's right, that's what it means. Ling'er, your language skills have improved."
Qu Linggong thought melancholy—that was my true feelings.That was my first love.
It turns out that my aesthetic is so close to the Two-dimensional aesthetic orientation.
Immediately, there was a heroic sympathy for the "Two-dimensional Three Sisters".
☆, penalty station~
Qu Linggong came back from running around the playground. In the early winter, the icy wind made his cheeks cool and refreshing.
Recently, he has been keen on fitness, because he has both weaknesses and armor.A sincere heart that secretly loves someone needs to be stronger and softer at the same time.
With a refreshing air from the outside, as soon as he entered the classroom, he bumped into the oncoming Zhang Junruo.
Seeing that people are his weakness, Mr. Qu was a little nervous, and immediately moved out of the way.Just as he was about to apologize, Zhang Junruo ran over in a hurry without looking up.
A preparatory bell rang, and Nie Shuhai, the Chinese teacher at the end of the corridor, came striding forward.Qu Linggong felt that Zhang Junruo's expression was a little strange, so he raised his leg and followed Zhang Junruo.
In the men's bathroom on the third floor of the teaching building, Qu Linggong felt that this scene seemed familiar. He leaned against the wall next to the sink, folded his arms, and listened to the intermittent sound of vomiting not far away.
After a while, the door of the single room was pushed open, and Zhang Junruo came out with a face as white as wax, probably because of vomiting, his face was wet, and there were still a few drops of physiological tears hanging down.
After spitting out the little thing he had swallowed for breakfast, he staggered a few steps towards the sink, and what he saw was a pair of well-proportioned, lean and vigorous long legs, one of which stood straight and the other Curved outwards carefreely, pointing the toe of the bright black running shoes on the ground, just looking at the legs is a leisurely and contented posture of a young man.
Zhang Junruo frowned slightly, looked up at the man, it was indeed Qu Linggong.Zhang Junruo was stunned for a moment, and then a little embarrassed.
Why is he here?
Zhang Junruo looked at Qu Linggong's leisurely posture with eyes filled with water vapor.
Qu Linggong didn't seem to have met by chance, and he just heard the class bell in a daze.
He was a little outraged.Why does this person appear every time when I am most vulnerable and embarrassing?
Is there such a pleasure/feeling in appreciating my embarrassment?
Pursing his mouth into a straight line, Zhang Junruo pretended to ignore Qu Linggong's existence, walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, and washed his face with a handful of water.
When Qu Linggong saw Zhang Junruo walking over, his face was pale, and his eyes, which were originally black and white, were now red and bloodshot, and he felt unspeakably distressed.Ask softly: "Why did you vomit again? Didn't you eat your breakfast well?"
There was a sound of splashing water, and the people who were close at hand seemed not to have heard it.
After washing, Zhang Junruo raised his leg to leave, Qu Linggong stepped forward and grabbed his arm: "Hey, wait a minute."
Zhang Junruo looked at the shackles on his arm, and moved his gaze upwards: "I thought we had reached a consensus last time. Qu Linggong, it won't be difficult to pretend that I don't exist, right?"
Qu Linggong stared at Zhang Junruo's eyes as red as a bunny: "I'm not blind, how can you pretend that you don't exist? Besides, I didn't mess with you, I just..." Qu Linggong raised his hand Send a snow-white tissue, "showing concern for the sick classmates."
Zhang Junruo: "..."
Qu Linggong smiled mischievously: "If you return to the classroom with such a face full of water, everyone will think you have lost love."
Zhang Junruo took the tissue, and Qu Linggong took advantage of the situation to put down the hand that was holding Zhang Junruo's arm.
"Hey, you can't do this. I know an old Chinese doctor, and the prescriptions he prescribed are very effective. It will be fine after a while." Qu Linggong looked at Zhang Junruo's pale side face that was glowing with water.
"Is it a prescription for regulating menstruation and relieving pain, warming the palace and dispelling cold? Haven't you already prescribed it for me?" Zhang Junruo showed sharp teeth and sharp mouth that he had never seen before.
Qu Linggong raised his eyebrows, and his eyes wandered over Zhang Junruo's face. Zhang Junruo's thin, icy lips were now drawn into sharp lines, and there was a sharp edge in his eyes. He seemed to have witnessed another brand new face of Zhang Junruo.
He was choked up for a long time, he grinned, and his eyes showed admiration. The person in his heart is so fickle, which makes him always feel fresh. If he is serious and competes with him psychologically, he still doesn't know Whoever loses wins.
Qu Linggong shrugged, and smiled lightly at Zhang Junruo's sarcasm: "Hehe... That was really a misunderstanding. I saw you suffering from stomach pain the other day, so I asked Luo Keke for fever stickers and painkillers. Maybe the statement was wrong. , who knows that it will be something for girls when it comes to you."
Zhang Junruo let out a slight chuckle: "Misunderstanding?" He paused, his eyes dimmed as if thinking of something, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Then...those..." Those Weibo comments were too heart-piercing, As long as he thinks about it, he will feel a biting cold all over his body, and he can't say it at all, "Those are also misunderstandings?"
"What?" Qu Linggong was taken aback, but after thinking for a while, he realized that there were more than one or two things that made Zhang Junruo feel uncomfortable. The kick that kicked Zhang Junruo in front of him could not be relieved by a word of "misunderstanding". kept silent.
Looking at Qu Linggong's guilty conscience, Zhang Junruo knew it.
Zhang Junruo smiled miserably, and he said to himself in his heart: Stop humiliating yourself, Zhang Junruo.What else is there to say, it was originally the memory of two people, but now it has become his grave alone.Zhang Junruo clenched his fingers, turned and left resolutely.
Zhang Junruo lingered at the door of the classroom for a while, looked at the closed white door, bit his lower lip, and knocked on the door to enter.Bathed in the doubtful eyes of the whole class of teachers and students, he consciously stood by the wall of the door.
Nie Shuhai has a rule that if there is no special reason, anyone who is late to his class will be punished by standing at the door.
☆, slowly sprinkle sugar
Zhang Junruo couldn't bear to say that he had stomach pain, dizziness, and physical discomfort in front of others. He had never learned such a cute and coquettish way of dealing with things since he was a child.
Years of having nothing to rely on made him unwilling to let anyone see his vulnerable side.He would rather not defend himself, and pay the price he can pay, so that all problems can be calmly and peacefully eliminated within a controllable range.
The whole class, including Nie Shuhai, was surprised that Zhang Junruo, who has always been honest, calm and polite, was late for class and was punished to stand.They all cast curious and probing eyes.
Zhang Junruo only half closed his reddish eyes, standing indifferently by the door.
After a while, there were several crisp knocks on the door. Before Nie Shuhai could answer, someone pushed the door open and entered. The crisp sound of the door interrupted the reading in the classroom.Qu Linggong walked in with a bold and unrestrained aura.
When Qu Linggong entered the door, he preemptively said, "Mr. Nie, I'm sorry, I've had a bad stomach."
Nie Shuhai: "Oh, you're back."
Qu Linggong: "Thank you teacher."
Just as Qu Linggong was about to lift his leg, he turned to one side, and saw Zhang Junruo standing against the wall from the corner of his eye, he paused and froze in place.
What's the situation?
Punishment?
He is punished here?
Didn't he throw up?Why didn't you tell the Mediterranean?
Eyeballs rolled back and forth and walked back to the seat.Qu Linggong wondered how could there be such a stupid person in the world?In the bathroom just now, didn't you still yell at me sharply?How come there are no words to make up a nonsense now?Isn't it stupid to stand there for a class?
Wait a minute, this person is someone who can't make up nonsense.He thought of what he told his good friend Li Yun'an about Zhang Junruo's obsession with him, "He's not pretending to be B, he's B himself", he just can't lie, he's not smooth enough, let Zhang Junruo imitate his nonsense and put on a painful expression The expression, saying that the stomach hurts or something, the picture is too beautiful and too disobedient.
However, this is not a question of whether you will lie or not.He vomited in the bathroom just now, as long as he told the truth, he was not feeling well.
wrong!Qu Linggong frowned and thought, and finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.Some time ago, he Qu Li Yun'an was in Jialan's villa. Li Yun'an analyzed Zhang Junruo's character traits from a psychological point of view. He said that Zhang Junruo was the kind who would not rely on others, endured silently, and would not let others see him the vulnerable kind of person.
Li Yun'an also speculated that he was probably an orphan who was adopted when he was in a relatively old age, and he hadn't established a trusting relationship with his adoptive parents.
He didn't want to say he wasn't feeling well, and he couldn't.Just like when running 3000 meters, don't say you are uncomfortable; when you have a stomachache, don't say you have a stomachache.He will hold on to the end, because—he has nothing to rely on?
Li Yun'an's well-founded analysis echoed in his mind.He will carry everything silently by himself, and he cannot let others see his fragility!
Damn it!Qu Linggong's eyebrows twitched into a ball, how could there be such a person in the world who would stir his emotions and make his heart ache every minute.It's really his weakness.
Looking at Zhang Junruo's thin and frail figure standing still, and his side face as pale as snow under the bangs.He couldn't sit still for a moment.
"Teacher Nie!" Qu Linggong directly interrupted Nie Shuhai's endless voice.
Nie Shuhai was standing on the podium holding a textbook, leading a reading of ancient Chinese.Hearing this clear and resolute shout, he stared blankly at the source of the voice.
Qu Linggong said calmly, "Teacher, let Zhang Junruo go back."
The whole class looked at Qu Linggong in astonishment, including Zhang Junruo.
"What?" Nie Shuhai was a little surprised.
"Rang, Zhang, Jun, Ruo, Hui, seat, position." Qu Linggong repeated each word.
Nie Shuhai was dissatisfied with Qu Linggong's slightly disrespectful tone: "Did I say it a long time ago, there is no special reason, whoever is late for my class will stand at the door and listen to the class."
"If Zhang Jun is standing there, I won't be able to listen carefully."
"Ah?" Nie Shuhai had a surprised look on his face.
Qu Linggong added quietly: "Zhang Junruo is standing there, I can always see him out of the corner of my eye when I look up, and I can't listen to the class seriously."
The whole class focused on Qu Linggong one after another. Seeing Han Guangyu and Ma Zhiyuan looking back at him with a grin, Qu Linggong gave them a wink.
Ma Zhiyuan echoed: "Yes, yes, I feel the same way. I always want to look at him, and I can't listen to Teacher Nie's class seriously."
Han Guangyu said: "Well, I feel the same way. Usually there is only the teacher standing in front of me, but now I am not used to standing with two people."
The girls also understood and agreed with each other.
Luo Keke's crisp and delicate voice sounded: "I just want to see Teacher Nie alone every time I look up!"
Nie Shuhai blushed, and stretched out his hand to brush his thinning hair from his forehead to the top of his head, his greasy square face was flushed.Clearing his throat, he said, "Well, Zhang Junruo, you go back, pay attention next time."
Zhang Junruo lowered his head and said softly, "Thank you teacher." He walked back to his seat.
Seeing Zhang Junruo taking his seat, Qu Linggong was heartbroken for Zhang Junruo, and finally found a short period of peace.
☆, tracking
Xing Kong: "Mr. Zhou, I will visit you on Sunday."
……
Qu Linggong stared at this WeChat for about half an hour.
What's the matter, just say I'm off on Sunday, so don't come here.OK?
But since Zhang Junruo said that he would go on Sunday, he just told him not to ask, which means that Teacher Zhou does not rest on Sunday.No matter how you reply, there is a danger of being misleading.
After hesitating for a while, Qu Linggong typed a few words.
Yingri Lotus: "Why are you here?"
Xing Kong: "It only takes 30 minutes to take the subway from my home, and I will arrive at about 1 pm."
Qu Linggong gritted his teeth and replied, "That's it."
Putting down the spare phone, Qu Linggong called Li Yun'an.Li Yun'an's gentle and magnetic voice was filled with a trace of fatigue: "Hello——"
"What's wrong with you, you're so listless."
"Just finished two guitar lessons."
"Aren't you learning the cello? Why are you still learning the guitar?"
"There are so many skills that you don't overwhelm yourself, who knows which one will win someone's favor."
Qu Linggong said sincerely: "Yun An, I really admire you and envy you."
Li Yun'an smiled softly: "I envy you even more, Zhang Junruo is by your side, with a clear goal, close to the water, it's great."
"Stop rambling, I have business to do."
"what's up?"
"Do you know where Zhang Junruo's home is?"
"How could I possibly know?"
"Can you ask your cousin Lan Ke to check it out?"
"Oh, enter the school data file, right? Wait for me to ask, and reply on WeChat later."
"Thanks, Yun An."
"polite."
Li Yun'an's warm and pleasant voice gave people a strange sense of peace of mind, Qu Linggong subconsciously thought, whoever can get such a gentle and considerate lover, that person must be very happy.
He will play the cello for her, play the guitar, and stroke her lover's hair gently like a small animal...
Li Yun'an has a solid arm that people can rely on, and a mature and steady mind, which is completely different from Qu Linggong's flamboyant and self-willed.
Qu Linggong thought of Zhang Junruo who was liked by him like this, and somehow Zhang Junruo felt aggrieved.
Meow—a shrill meow startled Qu Linggong.Qu Linggong frowned. For the first time, he realized that his WeChat notification tone was very naive, not at all like a steady and mature man.
Shore: No. 29, Shuiyun Flower City, Yunhu Xifu, No. 12, Xijiang Street, Lingdong District, S City.
Rolling red: Thank you for your kindness.
Kishi: Are you planning to squat in the grass? (Smile)
Billowing Red: (sweating) Come back on Sunday and say it.
Kishi: Don't push too hard, it will backfire.
Rolling Red: I know.
Qu Linggong looked at Zhang Junruo's address, Lingdong District - an urban area far beyond the scope of Qu Linggong's activities.He opened Baidu Maps to check, and found that the geographical location of Lingdong District and the southern part of the city where "Xingyi Private Middle School" is located are located in the southeast and far away from each other.
There are also many excellent high schools in Lingdong District. Zhang Junruo travels across three urban areas every day to come to "Xingyi Middle School" to study.
Why is that?
On Sunday morning, Qu Linggong wore a solid black suit, light clothes and protective equipment, and took a taxi to the main entrance of the Water Rhyme Flower City in the West Prefecture of Yunhu.
Looking at the sporty watch on his left wrist, the time is 11:12, one hour before the departure at [-]:[-] that Zhang Junruo said.I was inexplicably nervous.He will be at home, maybe he has gone out.He said on WeChat that he started from home.
The driver was a chubby man in his 40s. He looked at the young man in the rear seat suspiciously in the rearview mirror, feeling a little uneasy.
When he called the car just now, this kid wasn't like this. He looked at Bel's spirited young man from a distance, with a handsome face and a noble face, why did he change his clothes without paying attention?
Wearing a deliberately lowered black peaked cap, black sunglasses, and even a black mask, the driver thought: I'm not about to be robbed...
The driver has been driving for many years, afraid that this kind of half-grown boy will run away from home at every turn, indulge in Internet cafes, and what can't he do in order to play games or buy an iPhone?
The fat uncle tentatively said: "Hey, young man, you also jump the watch when you wait."
Qu Linggong was calm and composed: "I know, I'll take care of your car today."
Qu Linggong first threw out three pink and stiff Grandpa Mao.
The fat uncle raised his brows, took the money, and thought: It's not just playing hard to get, let's grab it back together after I put down my guard.
"Hey, boy, who are you waiting for?"
"I'm not waiting for anyone, I'm a police intern, practicing stalking." Qu Linggong made nonsense.
"..."
Seeing Zhang Junruo coming out with a backpack on his back, Qu Linggong suddenly gripped the back of the car seat in front of him.
"Hey, master master, follow up, follow up."
"Which one? Which one?" The fat uncle was a little nervous at his instigation.
"Just the one wearing the light gray coat and carrying a backpack." Qu Linggong said anxiously.
"Ah, I see, I see." The fat uncle was a little excited by his yelling, "Co-author, you are really a trainee policeman."
"Tricked you into giving me money?"
"Okay, look at me."
It's a pity that Zhang Junruo walked very slowly, he had no room to display his passion, so he could only follow behind Zhang Junruo, rubbing forward at a slow speed.
After passing an intersection, Zhang Junruo turned to the right, and a light gray figure flashed into the subway entrance.Qu Linggong hurriedly abandoned the car and chased after him, but the fat man behind him was still shouting, "I haven't given you money yet—"
At noon on the weekend, the subway car was not as crowded as usual. Zhang Junruo sat on the seat near the door, put the luggage at his feet, held the mobile phone in one hand, and pressed the other to his ear. He lowered his long eyelashes and listened to music with silver-white headphones. .
A dozen meters away, Qu Linggong, who was standing at the junction of the carriages, narrowed his narrow eyes behind the dark glasses, and stared at Zhang Junruo unscrupulously.On the rooftop that day, it was this pose that gave Qu Linggong an electric shock, thinking that Zhang Junruo was really pretty.
Amidst the whistling sound of the friction between the subway and the air, Zhang Junruo looked like an isolated island of tranquility. Although he sat side by side with many people, he had a kind of quietness and innocence independent of the world. His side face was soft and graceful, and he occasionally moved There was a hint of restraint and abstinence from the corners of his lips.
Qu Linggong thought, that is the person I like, so elegant and handsome in the crowd, different from others.
The subway stopped at a place that Ling Gong had never heard of.Zhang Junruo stood up, picked up the backpack, and walked out of the carriage leisurely.Qu Linggong hurriedly ran to the carriage on the other side, and got out of the car.
Qu Linggong looked at the stop sign above his head - Pingnan Town West.
What is this place?It sounds like the name should be the outskirts of the city.
In a flash, Zhang Junruo's figure disappeared.
As soon as he got out of the subway, Qu Linggong was dumbfounded.There was a desolate scene outside the subway entrance, there were almost no buildings around, and the road was wide and scary.There are several black cars and a row of small bouncing cars parked in front of the subway entrance.The surroundings are all in sight, and Zhang Junruo's figure is not seen.
It's over!lost!
The uncle driving the black car saw the anxious Qu Linggong, and approached him, "Hey, little brother, where are you going?"
Qu Linggong looked back and forth with his eyes left and right, turning 360 degrees a few times before stopping.
Qu Linggong asked the driver of the black car: "Brother, is there an elementary school or junior high school near here?"
The man stroked the sparse beard on his chin, then turned around and asked the row of drivers driving Xiao Beng Beng, "Is there an elementary school or junior high school around here?"
The drivers all shook their heads.
Qu Linggong asked again: "What about high school?"
Those people still shook their heads.
Qu Linggong: "Then is there any place to go near here?"
The man driving the black car replied: "Everyone who comes here is here to play. There is a hot spring resort a few feet away, and there is a water park a little farther away. It is probably not open this season, and there is Hengjun a little further away." Movie City, I have filmed several popular TV series, do you want to watch them?"
Qu Linggong frowned: "No, no, neither..."
A driver driving a small Bengbeng car came over, "Hey, boy, you don't show love, do you?"
Qu Linggong asked ignorantly: "Show love, what kind of love?"
"There is no school near here, but there is a big orphanage."
"Orphanage!" Qu Linggong was shocked, and his thoughts changed: "Yes, it's the orphanage, and I'm here to show my love."
Hearing this, the driver of the black car stepped aside resentfully, and opened his hands to the driver who answered, "Okay, it's your job."
The honest-looking little Bengbeng car driver looked only a few years older than Qu Linggong, "Little brother, you really went to the orphanage to show your love? But you... didn't bring anything with you."
"I, I'm really giving love. I've brought money. Brother, take me there quickly."
"Okay, okay, then you can get in the car." The little brother pointed to the most colorful electric tricycle in the row of small bungee cars.
It was the first time in Qu Linggong's life that he got on a small bouncing car. It felt strange. On such a deserted and open road, he felt like flying, "Brother, drive faster."
"Is this still slow?"
"Well, I'm in a hurry."
"Little brother is really caring."
"What kind of orphanage is this?"
"It's not called an orphanage. It's called a welfare home for orphans and disabled. We outsiders call it an orphanage. It's quite a big place. A few years ago, it was actually an elementary school, but there were no students. The government planned to build an orphanage. There is a Provincial College for Orphans and Disabled, a place for children to study, orphans from the whole city of S, including Chengbianzi, are sent here, those of you who live in the city probably don’t know about it.”
"Oh," Qu Linggong was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Brother, how far is it?"
"The oil will arrive as soon as you kick it. The love is so sincere, it won't be cold if it is delivered late."
Qu Linggong's face was a little embarrassing, and he stopped talking.
☆, insects fly
The little brother Bengbengche drove up to the plaque of the Welfare Home for the Orphaned and Disabled in S City. On the brown wall, it was written in large golden characters - Welfare Home for the Orphaned and Disabled in S City.
The scale of the building is similar to the primary and secondary schools in the city, and it may look a little bigger.The main building in the front is more like a living place for children, and the two rows of taller buildings in the back are like teaching buildings. The playground is separated from the center of the two buildings, and a flagpole with a red flag stands upright.
In the afternoon, there are few people, and it looks peaceful and peaceful.
"Ah!" Qu Linggong exclaimed subconsciously. Zhang Junruo, who was wearing a light gray thick coat, was coming out of a small supermarket next to the welfare home. The shopping bags are bulging, and the colorful colors are exposed outside the bags. At first glance, they are all kinds of snacks and snacks.
When Zhang Junruo passed by the Bengbeng car, Qu Linggong lowered the brim of his hat and held his breath.His fingers were trembling with nervousness, but Zhang Junruo didn't raise his head, and went straight to the electric retractable door of the orphanage, and said something to the old man in the registration room, the small iron door next to the electric retractable door opened with a snap, and Zhang Junruo immediately stepped into the courtyard .
When Zhang Junruo's figure gradually walked away, Qu Linggong jumped out of the car, followed Zhang Junruo's example, and greeted the uncle in the registration room with his head.
Qu Linggong: "Master, I'm here to show my love."
The uncle was listening to the cross talk on the radio, and looked up at Qu Linggong with a strange expression, then turned his head and continued to listen to the radio.
"Hey, sir, let me in, I'm here to show my love."
The uncle waved his hand and said sternly: "The orphanage has regulations. Those who are admitted to the hospital must be carefully checked and registered. Anyone who is suspicious cannot be admitted."
What?Suspicious person?You are the suspicious person, and your whole family is the suspicious person!
When Qu Linggong regained consciousness, he found that Zhang Junruo had disappeared again, only one step away from the truth.
Qu Linggong said kindly, "Hey, sir, I'm not a suspicious person, do you think I look like...?"
The uncle pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Qu Linggong again, and nodded pertinently.
Mr. Qu raised his eyebrows, and was about to explode when he saw his own shape reflected in the glass, he couldn't help but pause for a moment.
In the glass, I was dressed in black, black hat, black sunglasses, and a black mask hung on my chin indecently. I really looked like a terrorist with ulterior motives.
If you let him in, how irresponsible is the janitor, and how does he not take the children's lives seriously?
Turn around and walk a few steps, look at the small supermarket, Mr. Qu has a plan in his heart, you have to look like you are showing love.
Qu Linggong walked into the supermarket, frantically swept away three big bags of snacks, and stuffed all the colorful potato chips, French fries, chocolate, banana milk, candy, and biscuits into the shopping basket that children would like. Seeing the enthusiasm, the cashier sister was very happy.
After paying the bill, I looked at the mirror at the elder sister's hand and tidied up my appearance.
After the cashier sister helped Qu Linggong sort the big and small bags, she looked up and saw this handsome guy was still taking pictures with a makeup mirror, and couldn't help laughing.
"Okay, how handsome do you want to be, no matter how handsome you are, the little fresh meat on TV will have nothing to eat."
Very satisfied with the big sister's compliment, Qu Linggong walked away confidently carrying three big bags of food.
"Master, I really came to show my love. Look, I bought so much food."
The uncle stood up and looked at the handsome guy who looked brand new through the glass window. "Huh? Are you the same person as before?"
The uncle pondered for a while, staring at Qu Linggong with a little cloudy eyes, and finally nodded, thinking that he is so good-looking, he must not be a terrorist.
"Okay, let's register." The uncle held out a registration form from the window.
"Hey, I see that person just let in without registering?"
"It's all registered, and all outsiders must register!" The uncle said seriously.
"Okay, register, register."
After returning the registration form to the uncle, Qu Linggong finally entered the orphanage.
After walking a few steps, feeling a little guilty, I put on my hat again.
I thought to myself: If Zhang Junruo bumps into her, she puts on a vest and pretends to be a teacher, stalking and monitoring, prying into personal privacy and other perverted behaviors will all be exposed.
Looking up to the distance, the entire orphanage is now empty, quiet and peaceful, and it doesn't look like there are children gathering anywhere.
Carrying the three luggage around the courtyard aimlessly, Qu Linggong's hands were sore.Leaning casually on a long corridor to rest, raising his eyes to look around, he found a person walking in the distance.
The person who came was a young woman, wearing an orange volunteer uniform, with crooked smiling eyes when she looked closely, she was very friendly.
The woman looked at Qu Linggong as she walked.It was found that the boy had sword eyebrows and star eyes, his facial features were as handsome as carved out, and he was wearing a black suit and a black peaked cap, looking cool.
——What a handsome boy!The woman was full of praise in her heart.
Glancing again at the three food bags in the boy's hand, his heart suddenly dawned on him.
"Hey, same
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