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

In the dark and retro study room, Qu Mingfeng leaned over his desk looking at a few photos on the pear blossom wood table, his face full of gloom.

In the photo, there are two boys, one is handsome and wild, and the other is delicate and gentle, they complement each other perfectly, which immediately makes people's eyes shine.

But it is this inexplicable sense of harmony that makes people even more disturbed.The people he sent did not get any solid evidence that the two people who were good-looking in front of them were lovers, but they also confirmed from the side that his youngest son and this handsome young man named Zhang Junruo were indeed very close, even It can be said to be intimate.

Qu Mingfeng frowned and stared at the frozen image in a square inch. The boy who had always been silent and frowning in front of him was smiling brightly and lovingly beside him.

In his eyes, his youngest son has always been a model of romantic and unrestrained, and is very popular with girls in school. Qu Mingfeng vaguely knows that he has started to have girlfriends one after another since junior high school.

Qu Mingfeng's face was worried, and he weighed it in his heart: If Qu Linggong really has any signs of this Zhang Junruo, it's just a novelty for a while, it's better to cut it off as soon as possible.No matter how unruly Qu Linggong is, he will be the only heir of the Qu family in the future. If he is allowed to go on messing around, maybe one day he will be like Li Yun'an's father, Li Jianyan, and have some inside scandal with his male assistant, which will cause trouble. There was a lot of discussion in the business world.

Ever since Qu Linggong knew that Qu Mingfeng had sent someone to monitor him and was usually with Zhang Junruo, he was on high alert.When the two of them went out to eat together, Qu Linggong walked in front, and sometimes subconsciously stretched his hand backwards, wanting to hold his lover's delicate and cold fingers, and then suddenly remembered that there might be his father's eyeliner waiting for an opportunity not far away , grabbed the close-up shot of holding hands, and quickly retracted his hands.

There were several times when Zhang Junruo stretched out half of his hand, but it was left empty in the air.Where Qu Linggong couldn't see, Zhang Junruo blushed in embarrassment, and secretly withdrew his hand.

One day, Qu Linggong was hastily called back by Qu Mingfeng.He thought there was some new progress in his father's investigation and surveillance, so he stepped into the study worriedly, and saw a woman with a pale face and a shriveled figure standing in the study waiting for him.

The woman looked to be in her twenties, with a pair of ascetic and rigid silver-rimmed glasses, a ponytail, a white shirt and black suit pants. The water-soaked vegetables also lack fresh texture, and there is a strong temperament of a rural female teacher in the 80s.

Qu Mingfeng's voice was low and gloomy, with a dignified tone: "This is Zhang Ying, the champion of science in the province. I asked her to tutor you until the end of the college entrance examination. I have already communicated with the Xingyi school. , and also handed over the schedule to Zhang Ying, you only take the main class every day, and you will come back after the self-study class, and you don’t need to stay in the dormitory, the driver and Zhang Ying will pick you up."

Qu Linggong's eyes flickered for a while, Qu Mingfeng had always acted arbitrarily, and he didn't even ask him about this arrangement in advance.

Qu Mingfeng glanced at his son's stunned expression, and said in a deep voice: "The ugly words are up front. If you fail the college entrance examination to enter a top domestic university, you will lose your desire to study in China. After the college entrance examination, I will send you off." Go to a language school abroad and apply for a university there!"

Qu Linggong tensed his jaw, secretly clenched his fists, and quickly weighed in his mind.

There is nothing wrong with Qu Mingfeng's arrangement. With his current grades, it is indeed difficult for him to be admitted to the same university as Zhang Junruo. His reason and self-esteem do not allow his family to cater to him if Ruoruo wronged him, and settle for the next best thing. Choose a university.

Anyway, it's only been half a year, so I survived no matter what, there is no need to disobey my father's arrangement in this troubled autumn.

The best ending is for both of them to be admitted to a prestigious school and slowly grow their wings.

Qu Linggong was silent for a while, then said calmly, "I see."

For his father's strong arrangement this time, he chose to forbear and compromise, to retreat, and quickly weighed the pros and cons, restrained his mind, and decided to prepare for the college entrance examination with all his strength.

During the exercises between classes, Qu Linggong intentionally walked behind Zhang Junruo, and then repeated his trick, dragging Zhang Junruo into the corner behind the door of the teaching building.

He looked deeply at Zhang Junruo's calm and clear lake-like pupils, and said warmly, "Ruoruo, I might have to move out of the dormitory for a while."

Zhang Junruo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his eyes to look at him, there was a faint light in his eyes, and he didn't say anything.

"Baby, can you wait for me? The two of us will meet at Q Big." The heroic boy showed that charming smirk, and added with a hey smile, "Trust me. I will try my best to catch up with you."

Qu Linggong stared at him with questioning eyes, Zhang Junruo blinked ignorantly and blankly, pursed his lower lip, and finally nodded resolutely, he clearly heard himself say "I believe", and the young man immediately showed a pleasing look Smiling, but he knew in his heart that he was full of guard against the young man in front of him, and he had never believed it wholeheartedly.

He always rehearses in his heart the day when he will lose it, the day when all dreams will be shattered into mud. When the cruel truth is in front of him, what kind of posture will he withdraw?How is he going to deal with himself?

But he also knew clearly that he couldn't refuse this person. Although his reason had been resisting pointlessly from the very beginning, his sincerity, which was held in both hands, would always involuntarily approach this person.

Seeing Ruoruo nodding, Qu Linggong felt that the boy in front of him was so heart-warming. He felt his chest was hot and full of motivation to fight to the death. back.

"Ruoruo, take care of yourself when I'm not around." Qu Linggong said sincerely.

The insecure boy trembled his eyelashes blankly in Qu Linggong's arms, inexplicably feeling that it was like a farewell speech.

After a while, he softly uttered the word "um".

On that day, Qu Linggong quietly moved out of the dormitory where Zhang Junruo lived briefly. Zhang Ying nominally was Qu Linggong's tutor, but in reality he was almost half an assistant plus a "prison supervisor". The next day after Qu Mingfeng issued the notice, , Zhang Ying took the driver, Master Yu, to clean up the things in Qu Linggong's dormitory, and packed them away.

When Zhang Junruo came back alone that night, the moment he opened the door of the dormitory, he saw a deserted scene of people leaving the building. Nothing belonging to Qu Linggong was left behind, and only a wisp of his body was left on the empty bed. A light woody tone lingers on the nose.

Zhang Junruo sat silently in the empty room, the ring finger of his left hand hanging by his side, and the phalange encircled by the silver ring felt a faint burning pain.

Chen Fang explained a few words about Qu Linggong and some students not attending the self-study class.Most of the students in Xingyi Private Middle School come from either rich or noble family backgrounds. Every year when the college entrance examination is approaching, some students will have "special arrangements" in their families. Qu Linggong is not the only exception. The school has become accustomed to this kind of reporting, and the students also can understand.

During the main subject class, Zhang Junruo sometimes couldn't help turning his head to look at Qu Linggong, and every time he would see Mr. Qu, who had always been big and simple, with thick eyebrows and slightly frowning, taking notes seriously.

Sometimes Qu Linggong would see Zhang Junruo looking sideways at him from the corner of his eyes, and would raise the corners of his mouth, and smile at his family Ruoruo mischievously, and occasionally make a fighting gesture to show encouragement, and Zhang Junruo would lightly smile. smiled back at him.

Qu Linggong was picked up by the driver at two or three o'clock in the afternoon every day. Zhang Ying made a strategic plan for him, and a dedicated tutor for the main subject was waiting at home every day when he returned home.

Most of the time when I met Zhang Junruo at school was in class. Under Qu Linggong's intentional restraint, the interaction between the two was not as frequent as before. At one time, it became very popular, causing heated rumors, and gradually lost popularity. With the approach of the college entrance examination, it has been controlled within a certain range.

This year's first snow fell very early. Before mid-November, the white and translucent snowflakes were swept by the biting cold wind and fell rustlingly.

Zhang Junruo came out of the dormitory wearing a silver-gray scarf. When he went downstairs, he passed the mail room on the first floor of the dormitory. He saw a boy checking in with his luggage. He was talking to the administrator and asked which dormitory he was assigned to.

The administrator said: "There is only one person in 207 on the second floor. It is the most empty. Do you want to move in?"

The boy asked curiously, "Who lives in 207?"

The administrator replied: "Zhang Junruo, Class [-], Grade [-], do you know him?"

Zhang Junruo was about to go out when he heard his name suddenly, and his steps faltered slightly.

The boy let out an exclamation at first, then chuckled twice, and joked half-jokingly: "Auntie, my sexual orientation is not clear, don't be turned around, I should be transferred to another dormitory. "

The administrator's aunt frowned at him, thinking what a mess this kid was talking about. If Zhang Jun is such a quiet and restrained boy, I would think you would affect his studies if he arranged for you.

When she raised her eyes, she happened to see the boy standing silently at the door, and she was taken aback for a moment. The boy didn't realize that he turned around to look, and found that he was overheard by the person in charge of his casual teasing. He curled his lips, showing a hint of embarrassment.

Zhang Junruo lowered his eyelashes and walked over quickly with a calm expression.

☆、Winter is coming