The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

As soon as the summer vacation started, Qu Mingfeng went abroad to handle branch affairs.This made Qu Linggong heave a sigh of relief, and wandered leisurely at home for several days. During this period, Yin Zi called a few times, either asking him if he wanted to go surfing on the island, or if he wanted to go skiing in Switzerland.

He thought that even if he went to such a far place, he still couldn't see Zhang Junruo, so he felt that he couldn't arouse any interest. In addition, this city in the north was like a steamer when July came, and it simply automatically entered the summer mode. I don't go to practice, and I don't bother to kick the ball. I stay at home all day blowing on the air conditioner, exercising, and playing games.

At noon that day, the sun was scorching hot and the heat was overwhelming, and the shrill chirping of cicadas in the yard made people feel irritable.

Qu Linggong didn't know where the interest came from, so he spent the morning practicing abdominal muscles in the fitness room while playing dance music.

At noon, he took a bath casually, wearing a black bathrobe loosely, and walked out of the bathroom with spa on the second floor very leisurely, and was about to go downstairs to eat the sumptuous lunch prepared by Aunt Zhou.

Walking along the corridor for a few steps, I ran into a tall and thin figure, wearing a plain white T-shirt without any pattern, a pair of light blue jeans on the long thin legs, slightly rolled up at the ankles , exposing a beautifully shaped ankle bone.

The man was bending over to lift a five-gallon bucket of mineral water on the ground, carrying it on his thin shoulders, and bent his knees to install the mouth of the bucket on the socket of the water dispenser on the second floor.

The man's back was very familiar, causing Qu Linggong's chest to tremble and his breathing to stagnate.

When he bent down, his thin back was exposed, reminiscent of the malnourished stray cats that haunted the neighborhood. The two shoulder blades on his back were raised high, showing through the thin pure white T-shirt , the shape of a butterfly wing is clearly visible, as if it is about to pierce the skin and stretch out at any time.

Qu Linggong stopped in his tracks, and stood there in a daze, staring straight at the man's back.He was a little uncertain, if it was him, he had only been gone for more than ten days, how could he have lost weight to a shocking degree.

The man installed the bottled water and turned sideways. The ice-white side face under the broken hair was drenched with sweat. There was a trace of graceful curve at the end of the eyes, slender and thick black eyelashes and a straight nose bone. It was deeply imprinted on Qu Linggong's retina, with an inexplicable burning sensation, Qu Linggong's whole body stiffened in shock, and he couldn't help frowning.

Song Shifang came leisurely from the other side of the corridor, and stood in front of the man with a bit of embarrassment on her face.

Originally, when her son was at home, she should have asked someone to put the water at the door, but she felt sorry for her son, so she ordered him to carry the water to the second floor.

She raised her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her. The boy looked about the same age as her son. He was fair and refined, his body was a little too thin, and his waist was so thin that women would envy him.

On such a scorching hot day, the boy was sweating all over his head and face, and the delicate and pale skin on his cheeks was wet with sweat, glowing with water, making him look very painful.

This child looks really good, how can a mother be willing to let the child out to suffer in the hot weather.

Song Shifang sighed in her heart, life is not fair.If she hadn't made a decision early, she and her son would have had a very hard time.

Song Shifang said softly to the boy, "Thank you, how much is it?"

The man's bright and magnetic voice was a bit hoarse, but it sounded very pleasant, and he said softly, "A bucket of pure moist is 25, a total of 50."

Song Shifang handed the boy a [-]-yuan note, her gentle tone was full of pity, and she sighed, "It's such a hot day, it's tiring for the child. Take it all, don't need to look for it."

The boy silently took the banknote without saying anything, put it into the camouflage bag at his waist, and silently took out a fifty-dollar note from the bag, and handed it back to Song Shifang.

Song Shifang quickly waved her hand and said, "They said there's no need to look for it, so I'll add a chicken leg to your lunch as an auntie."

"No, Auntie. I've had lunch."

The man stuffed the money into Song Shifang's hand, turned his head to fetch the empty bucket at his feet, a tall and slender figure burst into view from the corner of his vision, Zhang Junruo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, stood up slowly and turned his head to look at the other side of the corridor side.

There, Qu Linggong was standing not far away in a light robe, twisting a pair of beautiful thick eyebrows, staring back at him blankly, his dark pupils trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of doubts and distressed.

The two stood facing each other, and the hatchback was silent.Even Song Shifang, who was at the side, felt that the surrounding air was inexplicably stagnant, and the stalemate in the atmosphere could not be ignored.

The eyes of the two collided, and Qu Linggong clearly saw Zhang Junruo looking into his eyes for a moment of surprise, his face suddenly turned pale, his eyes quickly drooped down, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his expression A little dazed, looking vacantly, as if through him, at the floor behind him.

It seemed that the momentary fluctuation of expression was Qu Linggong's imagining, and the usual indifference and calmness in school slowly returned to Zhang Junruo's pale face.

After a while, Zhang Junruo blinked his eyes and pursed his mouth slightly, which looked like a very helpless and sour smile, and also seemed to greet him.

Zhang Junruo turned around slowly, picked up the empty bucket on the ground and was about to leave.

Qu Linggong came to his senses, took a step forward, and asked without hesitation: "There is something you said, that is... this matter..."

He looked back and forth between Zhang Junruo and the empty bucket in his hand, and felt that the scene was somewhat unbelievable. Even if he was an orphan who was adopted as a child, he lived in a high-end residential area and attended a private high school. His adoptive father was A successful person who travels to Germany, and he also comes to school every day wearing brand-new brand-name clothes.

What exactly is he going through to do such a hard and exhausting job in the scorching heat?

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Junruo was slightly stunned for a moment, and then remembered the reason why he replied to him when he asked him if he wanted to participate in the "summer camp activity" before the summer vacation.He said he had something to do during the summer vacation.

Zhang Junruo turned his back to Qu Linggong, his eyelashes trembled violently, and he tried his best to endure the embarrassment creeping up from the bottom of his heart, the hand holding the bucket tightened imperceptibly, and the knuckles were bluish white.

Qu Linggong has been staring at his somewhat bleak back, and of course he will not miss his right hand that was suddenly clenched so tightly that it turned white.He wrinkled his beautiful brows, and tried hard to endure the throbbing pain in his heart.

These two people had a few simple conversations, less than 10 words in total. Although they didn't say anything specifically, their actions were not intense. Inexplicably, Song Shifang who was standing on the side felt a sense of tension, as if contained by this weird scene. The tension and his son's unusually stern expression shocked him, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.

For a moment, Zhang Junruo questioned Qu Linggong's words, just gave a soft "hmm", turned around and walked down the stairs quickly.

Qu Linggong was only stunned for two seconds, and he didn't care that he was only wearing a bathrobe loosely, and quickly chased him out with long legs, causing Aunt Zhou and Song Shifang to look at each other in amazement across the stairs.

The broken hair on Qu Linggong's head was still dripping with water. He was naked under the bathrobe, and the slender belt was only loosely tied around the waist. The skirt of the upper body formed a big V shape, revealing a large area of ​​healthy wheat-colored skin. Very intriguing.

He ran to the gate in two steps, and when he saw Zhang Junruo had just put the two buckets on the electric car, he rushed over and grabbed the other's wrist.

The wrist bones are protruding, with no flesh at all, it is barely enough to hold, and it is almost sticky.

Qu Linggong couldn't help lowering his head to see that Zhang Junruo's forearm was tanned black and red by the blazing sun, reflecting the original snow-white complexion, which looked a bit shocking.

Not only was his arm flushed from the sun, even Qu Linggong's fair-skinned body, which Qu Linggong liked to stare at secretly, was not spared, it was also bright red there.

Qu Linggong felt his heart throbbing with pain. He vigorously dragged Zhang Junruo away from the old and dirty electric car, and pulled him to the shade of a tree in the yard of his house. He pulled Zhang Junruo by the shoulders and forced him to turn around and look at him. Looking deeply into his eyes, he ordered: "Wait for me here!"

☆, domineering president