Shuangwen villain set collapsed

At 11:30 in the evening, Yan Shao returned home from the Internet cafe. After taking a shower, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up the dirty clothes piled on the stool, and went into the bathroom.

Yan Shao rubbed his clothes unskillfully. There was no washing machine at home, and he wore thick clothes in cold weather. The sweater was soaked in water and heavy. If washing powder was sprinkled on it, a pile of bubbles would form.

He sat on a small stool, and put the washed clothes into another basin. In the pile of dirty clothes, there was a pair of black pants, which were much better in quality than his clothes, and they were incompatible with other clothes. These were Yu Lian's pants .

It was past one o'clock in the morning when he finished washing his clothes.

Yan Shao carried the bucket and opened the door to dry clothes on the balcony, passing by the living room, it was pitch black, Yuanshen's mother had already rested, and his father hadn't come back yet, probably not coming back tonight.

During the two weekends, Yan Shao studied in the morning, worked part-time at an Internet cafe in the afternoon, and got off work on Sunday night. He got the part-time fee for the week. In fact, he worked five days and only worked for more than an hour one day. Not counting it, the total was 150 yuan.

Not much, better than nothing.

On Monday, the school began to require students to wear school uniforms. In the early morning, Yan Shao sat up, and the cold wind penetrated into the quilt, and the little boy who was sleeping with him shrank back. Get out of bed.

The weather has not yet warmed up, the school uniform jacket has two layers of fabric, the inside is a layer of white mesh, and there is a round badge on the outside chest, which is printed with the name of the school and the words "Second Grade".

Yan Shao was afraid of the cold, so he put on warm clothes inside, and a deep sea blue round-neck sweater, and put his school uniform directly on the outside.

The schoolbag was packed yesterday, and after Yan Shao washed up, he picked up the schoolbag and headed out the door.

There was a hazy white mist outside the window. The breakfast stall downstairs had already been set up, with pancakes, steamed buns and fried noodles. Yan Shao had a "huge sum" in his schoolbag, so he bought more for breakfast. He ordered two A meat bun, a steamed bun and a cup of sweet soy milk.

*

During the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, all classes arranged their formations. Yan Shao was at the end of the boys' line, and all the schoolmates put on uniforms and stood in the square.

Yu Lian will be late to follow through, and did not participate in today's flag-raising ceremony.

After the flag-raising ceremony was over, it was the leader who spoke again. Hearing the long speeches made people drowsy. Yan Shao slept late last night, his eyes were wide open, and the voice in his ears seemed to come from a distance, and the hypnotic effect was very good.

He lowered his head, squinted his eyes, and lowered his chin a little bit.

Suddenly he felt a hot wind mixed with temperature blowing on the back of his neck. Yan Shao drooped his eyelids and raised his hand to touch it. He turned his head and found that Yu Lian had arrived at some time and was right next to him. Behind him, the hot wind sprayed out from his slight panting.

He seemed to be running.

Yu Lian was wearing a school uniform, the zipper was unzipped, and the hem was open, revealing the white fleece sweater inside. The two straps of the hat hung down on his chest, shaking from side to side.

"Is your foot okay?" Yan Shao asked in a soft voice.

"En." Yu Lian responded dispensably, "Okay."

"Oh, that's good." After Yan Shao finished speaking, he turned his head away. When he looked up, he found that there was a different person on the rostrum.

Standing on it were three people headed by Zhang Qingfeng. Zhang Qingfeng put his hands behind his back, holding a piece of paper and reciting expressionlessly: "Good morning, teachers and students. I am Zhang Qingfeng from Class [-] and [-] of Senior High. Zhou I apologize for bullying my classmates, I am sorry for the teacher, I am sorry for the classmates who were bullied by me, I am sorry for the parents who sent me to school, and I am even more sorry for myself..."

Zhang Qingfeng still had injuries from the Saturday fight on his face, and he didn't look like a good student in his school uniform. His voice didn't fluctuate much when he read the self-criticism, as if he was reading a text, and he stumbled several times in the middle of reading.

After he finished reading, there were two people behind him, and the three of them read it again in turn.

Quite a few students in the third class looked back at Yan Shao and Yu Lian, obviously knowing that the incident of Zhang Qingfeng's self-criticism was related to them.

After the end, the classes were disbanded, Yan Shao returned to the classroom, Yu Lian took out a paper bag from the drawer and threw it on Yan Shao's desk, "I cleaned your pants."

"Oh, good." Yan Shao took it and opened it to see that it was his pants.

Yan Shao washed Yu Lian's trousers, but they were not dry yet. Yan Shao explained, and Yu Lian said, "I forgot to tell you before, just throw it away, no need to bother."

Yan Shao looked up at him: "I've already washed it."

Yu Lian: "Then... thank you."

"You're welcome." Yan Shao stuffed the paper bag into the drawer.

*

After the second period of class, the radio played the melody of inter-class exercises. The sports committee member led the exercise in front. Yu Lian was tall and ranked at the end of the line, waving with the students in front.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a clumsy figure in the front left, his movements were stiff and trying to keep up with the rhythm of others, but he was always a beat slower than others, and a chuckle escaped from the corner of his lips.

A girl in the team on the left turned her head inadvertently, and what she saw was this eye-catching smile. The sun fell on the boy's black hair, and the boy's cold and deep eyes seemed to have a scorching temperature. turned his head back.

Yan Shao followed the girl in the front row to do exercises. The girl lost her pace, so he followed suit. He turned his head to look at the classmates in the same row, and pulled back the rhythm again.

The girl in front of him was Lin Yamei, a girl from Ming Lian, but Yan Shao had never dealt with her before, so the impression in his mind was only a strange classmate.

He glanced back, Yu Lian no longer looked in his direction, Yan Shao didn't see anything special, so he turned his head back.

After everyone returned to the classroom after doing their exercises, a group of boys booed loudly and accidentally knocked down a girl's table, and the books and stationery on the table were scattered all over the floor.

The girl saw this scene as soon as she returned to the classroom, and was instantly angry: "Zhang Yang! You are sick!"

"I didn't do it on purpose! Liu Kan pushed me!"

"Fuck your mother, don't blame me, Zhou Panpan, the eraser you lost last week was taken by Zhang Yang!"

"Fuck? Liu Kan, you have no heart! Are you useless? Are you useless!!?"

"Zhang—Yang!" The girl was rolling a book, and the fire was burning behind her back. Seeing that something was wrong, the boy ran away.

Yu Lian sat down and took a sip of water from a water cup. As soon as Yan Shao walked to Yu Lian's table, he was bumped, his body lost his balance,

Fall aside.

The class suddenly became very quiet.

Yan Shao came back to his senses, only felt that the touch under his butt was not right, he tilted his head, and in front of him was Yu Lian's bewildered face, Yu Lian raised the water glass with one hand, and protected his chest with the other hand.

And he, Yan Shao, was sitting on Yu Lian's lap.

Yan Shao: "..."

Yu Lian: "..."

The four eyes were relatively silent, and the scene was once awkward.

This bad posture.

This kind of thing happens occasionally in daily life, but this time the protagonist who happened to be a seemingly unapproachable transfer student in the class was the topic of conversation, and the others fell silent unconsciously.

Like a pantomime that was muted, there was three seconds of silence in the class, and everyone did not laugh tacitly.

Yu Lian moved his legs, and Yan Shao reflexively grabbed his collar to maintain his balance, and the distance between the two suddenly drew closer.

Yu Lian was expressionless: "Get up."

"Sorry, I sat in the wrong place." Yan Shao supported the table and stood up with a calm face.

The protagonist who is a heartthrob is easy to attract girls and boys, and Yan Shao is afraid that if he sits for a few more seconds, he will be included in the assassination list by some people.

"Cough." A clear cough came from the door, followed by a clear and sweet voice, "Please accept your English homework, the team leader is here, please accept your English homework!"

Lin Yamei, the English class representative, came to collect the homework. There was a crowd at the door, and Yan Shao heaved a sigh of relief.

Yu Lian screwed on the water glass, looked sideways, and found that the earlobe of Yan Shao, who had been calm and calm just now, was dyed a light pink color, and the mole on the earlobe was particularly eye-catching. He lowered his eyes and put the glass on the corner of the table, inexplicable in his mind The scene of Yan Shao rubbing medicinal wine on him on Saturday emerged, and the touch of that time appeared on his ankle.

Yu Lian's scalp tingled when he realized what he was thinking.

Fuck, is he reminiscing?

Although he is not a big girl, there are only a handful of people who have touched his feet over the years—Yu Lian felt as if he was possessed that day and was weak.

After a while, Lin Yamei tidied up her English homework and walked to Yu Lian's desk. She said softly, "Yu Lian, didn't you finish your homework?"

"Yeah." Yu Lian swiped his phone under the table, and answered without raising his head.

Lin Yamei bit her lower lip: "You can mend it, I can wait for you."

Yu Lian said without thinking, "No need."

Lin Yamei paused: "Okay."

She walked away again.

Yan Shao read the original text and knew that the future Yu Lian would be a man who never knew how to do homework. Yu Lian was good at eating, drinking and having fun, but not good at studying. It was common for him to be called to invite his parents—although no one in his family would come.

A teenager who lacks love and is in a rebellious period.

Yan Shao is not someone who likes to meddle in other people's affairs.

"Do you want me to help you with your homework?" Yan Shao asked suddenly.

Yu Lian scratched his fingertips on the phone and raised his head: "What?"

"I'll help you with your homework." Yan Shao said, "As a reward for helping me, I can help you with your homework for a semester."

Because next semester Yu Lian will be forced to do homework by the bully "boyfriend reserve", so he won't be needed.

Yu Lian twitched his tongue when he wanted to refuse, and raised his eyebrows: "Remuneration?"

"Well, last week about the bathroom...and Saturday morning."

"Hmm..." Yu Lian braced his chin, thinking about it. Someone could help him with his homework, which would save him a lot of trouble.

He turned his head and stared at Yan Shao's face for a while, then twitched the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

The nerd at the same table is really interesting, like a contradictory body, obviously very timid, with weak limbs who can't fight, but take the initiative to cause trouble.

On the outside, he looks like an obedient and good student, but he offered to help him with his homework as a deal. This kind of behavior is like... trying to break away from him, which feels very disobedient.

His body seemed to be covered with a layer of indissoluble fog, which was unpredictable.