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"What don't we do? I wouldn't take a girl like you for nothing." Zhou Ze said sarcastically.

Han Yingdong said, "We don't want to beat around the bush, so let's just say it, you will return the fifty cents you borrowed."

"Why?"

"We know some rumors about you, but we are not interested in those. We, Wumao, treat you sincerely, and you treat her like this?" Zhou Ze said in an airy manner.

Li Lin's face was torn apart, and she no longer pretended to be innocent, "Cut, I never thought that Zheng Xiao would be quite capable, allowing you to treat her like this."

Zhou Ze smiled and said, "That's because you have never had any friends, so only Wumao will pity you."

"You!" Li Lin looked at Zhou Ze viciously, "Aren't you afraid that I will sue you?"

Han Yingdong smiled lightly, "We would not have come to you without evidence, and it is precisely because we have enough evidence that we dare to be so confident."

Zhong Ming put on an expression of what you can do to me, no matter from which point of view, Li Lin has the upper hand, she lowered her eyes, "Okay, I promise, I will return the money to her, the phone It is true that I did it too, but I don’t think it’s my fault. If you want to blame, you can blame her for being too stupid. I don’t know if I take advantage of it. It’s the first time I’ve seen someone as stupid as her. From my friend, I can send him back."

Zhou Ze heheed twice, "Wumao really fed his conscience to the dog, I hope you will do what you say."

Li Lin gritted her teeth and couldn't say a word, her whole face flushed red, Zhou Ze was so happy when he thought of her appearance, he poked Han Yingdong's arm, "Hey! Did the three of us look so handsome at that time?" ?”

Han Yingdong didn't answer, but explained everything with his expression, even his eyes were filled with the words "You are very childish".

Zhong Ming smiled softly, a week had passed, and Zhou Ze was still talking about it every day.

At this moment, Wumao suddenly appeared among the few people, and slammed his fist on Xie Cheng's table, blood oozing from his hand immediately, "You bastards!"

Xie Cheng looked at the blood on his desk, and then at Wu Mao who was crying bitterly and ran out of the classroom. They couldn't help but chased him out immediately.

Wumao ran all the way to the playground, crying out of breath.

Several people had never seen Wu Mao in such pain, and they were all at a loss.

Seeing the blood on her hands, Xie Cheng felt a pain in his heart, "I'll go to the infirmary to buy medicine."

Several people sat aside, and it was Han Yingdong who spoke first, "What's wrong?"

Wu Mao seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes were glazed over, and his voice trembled, "Li Lin... has transferred to another school."

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, which suddenly struck the heads of several young souls, killing them by surprise.

"It's all of you!" Wumao stood up, blood and tears mixed on his face, "If you don't go find her, if you don't stimulate her, she won't leave! I was the only one in junior high school friend!"

Everyone present was silent.

No one would have hoped for such a result, and no one expected such a result.

"Wu Mao, calm down now..."

"How can I be so calm! Li Lin is my best friend!" Wu Mao shook off Lu Yanchu's hand, almost fainting.

Zhong Ming suddenly said with a cold face, "But she never regards you as a friend!"

Lu Yanchu tugged at the corner of Zhong Ming's clothes, signaling him to take a more relaxed attitude. Zhong Ming was rational, but seeing Wu Mao hurting himself like this, he couldn't calm down at all, "She asked her boyfriend to steal the phone, and let her take all the money she borrowed from you. Go clubbing, do you know all this?"

Wumao seemed to be desperate to the extreme, "I know everything, I know everything! So what! I still regard her as a friend. When I was in junior high school, no one wanted to be friends with me, only her, only she was willing to be friends with me. I go to school together after school and go shopping together!"

Zhong Ming's whole heart was trembling, he suddenly regretted what he just said, maybe he didn't understand Wumao, never really understood this girl who was strong on the outside and fragile on the inside.

Han Yingdong stepped forward and pulled Wumao into his arms, "I'm sorry, as friends we don't even know these things, I'm sorry."

Wumao's tears flowed down silently, and she didn't even dare to cry out loud. During this time, she had endured too much and lost too much. She didn't know what she should do.

Lu Yanchu's eyes were slightly wet, and he also stepped forward to hug Wumao, and the last few hugged each other and wept.

When we were young, we were full of enthusiasm, stubborn and paranoid in our bones, inadvertently hurt our closest friends with a word or action, and always inadvertently hurt the people who care about us the most, but so what?Everyone has been hurt, everyone is at a loss, the most important thing is to be together.

Take responsibility together, share together, regardless of joy, sorrow, sorrow, from now on, each half, this is the real sharing weal and woe.

When Xie Cheng rushed back, he saw a few people who usually don't like to express themselves hugging each other, he touched his nose and stepped forward, "It's all right, I know I'll leave for a while, you will miss me, but you don't have to be so tragic .”

"Narcissism." Wumao was teased again by Xie Cheng, and then slowly pushed away a few people, "Okay, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"Stretch out your hand." Xie Cheng's voice was so gentle that it made Wumao dizzy, and slowly stretched out his hand, "Why are you so kind to me?"

Xie Cheng gave her a blank look, "I refuse to answer such idiotic questions from now on."

"You are really the first person who can make Xie Cheng so troublesome." Zhong Ming said with a smile.

Xie Cheng moved slowly, and with a tearing sound, he immediately raised his head, "Does it hurt?"

Wumao still had tears in the corner of his eyes, "It doesn't hurt."

Wu Mao was just about to be moved, but Xie Cheng looked at her with disgust, "Don't look at me with that expression, hot eyes!"

"...dogs can't change eating/shit."

"Then you're shit."

"..."

Even if this incident is temporarily turned over, no one mentions it again, but everyone understands that this incident has become a small wound in Wumao's heart, which may scab or heal, but at the end There will always be another wound inside that won't scab over, won't heal, will stay with her forever.

"Afternoon sketch class will not be on, but I haven't seen my elder Gao for a week." Zhou Ze said.

The Lao Gao that Zhou Ze talked about was the teacher of their professional courses. He was a handsome uncle with a bald head. He had heard from the seniors in the previous class that the Lao Gao was very serious. This person is funny and humorous, and there is no sense of distance between him and the students. The most important thing is that he is also highly talented. Just being able to draw Chinese paintings is enough to capture the hearts of many boys and girls.

Professional classes are held in a studio on the top floor of the office, and the lighting conditions are very good. Zhong Ming likes to draw still lifes in the sun.

From the moment Lu Yanchu entered the studio, he was full of joy, chatting with people before and after.

Zhong Ming was as quiet as a statue, with a clean and flawless smile on his lips, the sunlight passed through his hair, and cast shadows of different sizes under his eyelashes.

Wu Mao held a small face, pursed his lips and looked at Zhong Ming, as if admiring a painting, "Brother Hua, why do you look so good-looking?"

Han Yingdong caught a glimpse of Wu Mao's little thoughts, "Brother Hua won't listen to anything when he's painting, you'd better give up the idea of ​​teasing him."

Wumao sighed, looked away, stared at the bottles and cans in front of him, unable to do anything.

"Cancan, what are you painting?" Wumao asked, stretching her head.

"Bottle, you still don't draw?" Lu Yanchu turned his head slightly, saw a face that was about to get close to him, and hurriedly moved away, "Xie Cheng, what are you doing?"

Xie Chengren was at the back, and crawled to the front, his eyes staring at Lu Yanchu, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Lu Yanchu." Xie Cheng became serious, even omitting his nickname, which made Lu Yanchu confused, "What's wrong?"

Xie Cheng looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Hee hee, can you sketch for me?"

"Why?" Lu Yanchu ignored him and continued with what he was doing.

Just as Xie Cheng wanted to say something more, Lao Gao walked in from the outside. His linen clothes were blown up by the wind, and he had a fairy-tale charm.

Zhong Ming, who had been immersed in painting, suddenly pulled out his eyes, looked at Lao Gao, and whispered to Zhou Ze beside him, "Do you feel that Lao Gao is different today?"

Zhou Ze glanced at it, "What's different?"

Zhong Ming glanced at Lao Gao, and said solemnly: "It seems that the top of his head is brighter."

"..."

"Half class is over, some students have already finished several paintings, some students don't even have a beginning, the paper is blank, isn't it, Zheng Xiao?" Show a deep smile.

Wumao smiled sheepishly, scratched his head in embarrassment, and quickly picked up the pen to get into the mood, while Zhong Ming, who had already finished a painting, propped his head to look at the scenery outside.

The curtains were gently rolled up by the breeze, bringing in a bit of coolness, Zhong Ming thought that the weather on his own island should be such a good one now.

Lu Yanchu turned his head habitually, and saw Zhong Ming who was in a daze at a glance, thinking that he was so good-looking when he was in a daze.

"Ah!" Someone poked his head suddenly, and he was surprised inwardly. When he turned his head, he saw Lao Gao walking by him. He quickly withdrew his thoughts and continued to draw the bottle.

After class, Zhong Ming looked at Lao Gao who walked out of the classroom, and hurriedly chased him out of the classroom, "Teacher."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"I want to ask if the little slope I sketched last time is still there?"

"In my office, come get it with me."

"it is good."

When Zhong Ming brought the painting back, Lu Yanchu happened to go to the bathroom with someone and was not in the studio.

"Hey! Zhong Ming, do you want to go to the toilet?" My sister greeted Zhong Ming from the back of the classroom.

Zhong Ming smiled lightly, returned to his seat, and put the drawing in his notebook, "Let's go."

"What is so mysterious?" My sister glanced at the book and asked curiously.

Zhong Ming smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just a painting from life sketched last time."

Next to the studio is the bathroom. Several boys pushed each other and walked towards Zhong Ming and the others, including Lu Yanchu.

Zhong Ming knew that those people were from the preparatory class, and Lu Yanchu was very familiar with them all. He pretended not to see anything, and wanted to walk over with his head down, but Lu Yanchu called out to stop him.

"My classmate, you go first." Lu Yanchu said goodbye to those in the preparatory class with a smile, and then ran to Zhong Ming's side, "I'll go with you."

My younger sister and Lu Yanchu had a really good time. Knowing that Lu Yanchu has a warm personality, Zhong Ming turned around not long ago. Although he has been with them for a while, there are some things in his personality that cannot be changed. Sometimes, in the face of such extreme enthusiasm , Zhong Ming can only feel panic, panic that he is used to such enthusiasm or is afraid that such enthusiasm will fade away.

Lu Yanchu's eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of stars, and he smiled when he met everyone, and it was a warm smile, not like Zhong Ming's formal smile.

"Why are you two in a daze?" The younger sister pushed the bell aside, "What are you thinking?"

Lu Yanchu didn't seem to notice anything, with a smile on his face, "I forgot to wash my hands just now, so hurry up."

Zhong Ming pushed Lu Yanchu's hand away jokingly, "Hurry up and wash it off."

The three of them were laughing and laughing. The young man who didn't know any worries back then had a smile as warm as the sun.

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