Do not provoke

The weather on Friday was a bit gloomy, with dense dark clouds, it seemed that a full rain had been accumulated, but a drop of rain refused to fall.

The westerly wind suddenly picked up, and the whistling and rustling of the branches and leaves on Rongshu Street could be heard clearly from the distance between the teaching building and the windows.

Zhou Nuan sent a message to the invitees in advance, booked a hotel box, and went directly to gather at [-]:[-] p.m. after school.

In the last class in the afternoon, representatives of various subjects were still distributing test papers, and the room was a bit noisy.

He Miao turned her head nervously: "Brother Bei, Brother Bei!!"

Tang Xingbei pressed his head impatiently and turned back: "Go ahead, if you talk nonsense, I don't guarantee that I will change my mind."

He Miao closed her mouth pitifully and spun around nervously, taking out her phone for a while to take a look, and picking the feathers on the gift box for a while.

His deskmate glanced at it and reminded: "If you dig a few more times, this box will be bald."

He Miao was so shocked that she let go of her hand quickly, and followed her hair carefully with a beep.

Tang Xingbei was very disgusted: "Can you be a little bit promising?"

He Miao curled her lips and said in a low voice, "Brother Bei, your mother is solo, of course you don't understand my mentality."

The deskmate silently turned around in surprise.

"Aren't you a mother-women solo!" Tang Xingbei suddenly felt that he was being ridiculed, his back straightened instantly, and he kicked his chair.

Fang Lin looked at him unexpectedly.

"What are you looking at!" Tang Xingbei became angry from embarrassment.

Fang Lin seemed to bend the corner of his mouth, and said flatly: "It's nothing, I just didn't expect it."

Seeing someone supporting her back, He Miao immediately felt that her back had straightened a lot, and she forgot to be nervous, so she said happily, "Brother Lin, you don't know! Although my brother Bei is good-looking, he has been a peach blossom since he was a child. It's like dying, I haven't opened a few flowers at all, hahahaha!"

Tang Xingbei's complexion suddenly darkened.

Probably because they sat together for a long time, He Miao and his deskmate became more courageous, and asked curiously: "Why? I see that many girls in the post bar..."

He Miao put on a proud face of "what do you know?" and interrupted him: "They just yelled on the Internet, look at the girls in our class, except for the class representative, who would dare to come and talk to him."

The deskmate nodded suddenly.

Sensing Fang Lin's gaze, Tang Xingbei gave him a cold look, threw the test paper into his schoolbag, picked it up and walked out.

He Miao hurriedly called him, "Wait for me, Brother Bei!"

As he spoke, he grabbed his schoolbag in a hurry, tripped over a chair and staggered to follow.

Fang Lin withdrew his gaze, and the corners of his mouth were drawn down. He glanced at the gloomy sky outside the window, took out his mobile phone to check the time, picked up his schoolbag, got up and went out the door.

The leaves on the street corner were blown up by the wind and rushed to the street, and the branches and leaves were also rustling.

Fang Lin found a random place to change his clothes, stuffed his school uniform into his schoolbag, and turned around to leave the door.

He followed the phone map to find the agreed noodle shop, opened the curtain and went in, and saw the person he was looking for when he looked up.

The two of them remembered to change their clothes, but with their arrogant cropped cuts that were close to their scalps, and the faintly exposed tattoos under their short sleeves, they had completely different auras from the people next to them.

Liang Zhen was eating peanuts, when he raised his eyes and saw someone, he raised his hand: "This way!"

The man in black short-sleeved sitting across from him also put down the beer bottle immediately, turned around, and looked at him happily: "Oh! I haven't seen you for so long, Linzi seems to have grown a little taller!"

Fang Lin walked over, put his schoolbag on the chair next to him, and sat down.

Liang Zhen put down his chopsticks, took out a piece from the disposable tableware beside him and handed it to him, and asked casually, "How is the new school?"

Hearing this, Liu Chuan let out a heartless hey first: "As for Linzi's cleverness, where does he go to school? No. 1!"

Liang Zhen frowned and clicked his tongue, holding a beer can in one hand, and kicked him under the table: "You fucking don't say a few words, no one will think you are dumb."

After the person shut up honestly, he turned his head and looked at Fang Lin: "Are you hungry after a day of class? Order a bowl of noodles first?"

"Not hungry." Fang Lin lowered his eyes and picked up a can of beer, opened it with a click, "Just eat what you have."

"Drinking on an empty stomach, you've grown up too." Liang Zhen glanced at him, put down his chopsticks, picked up the kettle and poured water for him, "I used to lie to you when I was in my teens and ran to the store every day and didn't even drink. "

"Fighting after drinking is like dying," Liu Chuan said, as if thinking of something, he shook his head with lingering fear, "It's better to go to school, go to school."

Fang Lin didn't say anything, he raised his head and took a sip of beer, put down the can with his fingertips, and looked at Liang Zhen heavily: "Brother Zhen, what happened to the thing I asked you to help me earlier?"

Liang Zhen paused, pushed the water glass in front of him, and said helplessly: "Your old uncle, you also know that he is an old gambler. I frightened someone a few times before I would give up."

Liu Chuan picked up the peanuts and ate them while adding: "Fortunately, my brothers are here to hold you down, otherwise your grandpa would have been taken away by him long ago!"

"Thank you." Fang Lin raised his left hand slightly, making a false gesture of toasting.

The other two also raised the beer can and shook it, and the three drank together.

"...Happy Birthday to you—Happy Birthday to you!!"

"Wooooo—come on birthday sister blow out the candles!!" Yu Zhao clapped and booed.

Zhou Nuan choked on a laugh and finished blowing, and then she laughed and scolded him angrily: "Fuck you, who is your sister!"

……

The room was noisy, the aroma of cake was sweet and greasy, there were scattered beverage bottles and a few bottles of fruit wine that were not obvious.

Tang Xingbei lazily followed the crowd to fish in troubled waters, shook the wine in his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhou Nuan is the literary and art committee member of the class. She is handsome and has a lively personality. Both boys and girls in the class are very popular.

After blowing out the candles, she smiled and said a few words to the girls next to her, then took off the birthday hat on her head, turned and went out the door.

Probably went to the toilet.

Tang Xingbei turned around with his empty cup, looked at He Miao who was nervous and stiff beside him, and raised an eyebrow towards the door: "Why don't you catch up with such a good opportunity?"

He Miao turned her head, almost tearing up in anxiety: "Brother Bei, I'm so nervous, do you think I can succeed..."

"Anyway, if you don't go, it will be a 100% failure." Tang Xingbei was a little dizzy, so he squinted and unscrewed a carton of milk from the shelf next to him, "If you don't go, you should come back."

He Miao stomped her feet, gritted her teeth, mustered up her courage, stood up with a bang, and rushed out the door as if she was going to die under the astonished eyes of everyone.

Tang Xingbei clicked his tongue in disgust and shook his head. Just as he was about to pour milk and cover it for drinking, he suddenly saw the gift box with silly feathers placed behind He Miao's seat.

He sighed, picked it up, stood up lazily, and walked out the door amidst the silent and curious eyes in the room.

When he found He Miao, he was still nervously wandering around the corner outside the toilet, and every now and then the dog poked his head furtively.

Tang Xingbei didn't even notice, he frowned, held the milk in one hand, and threw the gift box to him: "What are you hanging around next to the toilet, people will think you're a pervert."

He Miao subconsciously took it, and then realized that she even forgot to take the gift, and suddenly became more stiff, with a mournful face: "Brother Bei, I..."

"Zhou Nuan!" Tang Xingbei suddenly shouted behind him.

He Miao was stunned.

Zhou Nuan was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't understand why the two of them were here, especially Tang Xingbei, she hesitated before coming over: "Hey? You..."

Tang Xingbei stretched out his hand and pushed He Miao forward to interrupt her directly: "He has something to tell you."

"Ah." Zhou Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at He Miao very gently, "What's the matter, Shuishui?"

He Miao was flustered and anxious, and subconsciously wanted to turn her head to look for Tang Xingbei, but she had already waved at him casually, and wandered downstairs with milk in one hand.

As soon as he came out of the air-conditioned room, the turbid air-conditioning in his head dissipated immediately, and then he was hit by a heat wave again.

I don’t know which bastard got the red wine. After he finished a few glasses and started to feel that it was starting, he only realized later to check the degree: he is so fucking awesome that he is almost catching up with a big white.

Tang Xingbei took a sip of milk, frowned, twisted the lid, and walked forward aimlessly.