Comprehensive film nightshade: young you chapter

"Want to play badminton together? I can teach you."

Glancing at Chen Nian who was alone, Solanum nigrum shook his head, "I'm with Chen Nian."

Li Xiang smiled and found a step for himself: "Then next time."

he's gone.

"Nian Nian, let's go play badminton together."

Chen Nian nodded.

Solanum nigrum saw Wei Lai, sat on the stand and squinted at her, cold and a little strange, no, she was looking behind her.

Solanum nigrum turned around and saw Li Xiangzheng talking to a classmate who seemed to be Zeng Hao, and handed her the racket, and the two went to play together.

……

Solanum nigrum and Chen Nian took mineral water away from the crowd, walked to the shadow of the playground and sat down.

The cicada yelled above their heads: Got it... Got it...

After a while, Chen Nian was called to tidy up the equipment room.

"Hello." The male voice was low and emotionless.

Solanum nigrum suddenly stopped what she was doing, her heart was pounding, and she looked around, but there was no one there.

The students are active on the playground in the distance.

The young man snorted: "Here." The tone was three points speechless and seven points sneering.

Solanum nigrum turned to look in the opposite direction. It was the boy from that night, standing in the sun across the school railing.Today he is still wearing a white T-shirt, school uniform pants, and a jacket tied around his waist. I don't know if it is from a technical secondary school or a technical school.

He held an unlit cigarette in his hand, flicking the body of the cigarette with his fingers.

The sound of cicadas ripped through the sky, fine sweat leaked from the nose of nightshade nightshade, and the white cheeks and neck were steamed with bright red by the summer heat, perhaps because of fear.

She found that this boy was not as thin and small as she had imagined. Although he was thin, he was not thin. There was a thin layer of muscle attached to his bare arms, and she only reached his chest.

Her heart was still trembling violently, she inadvertently pursed her lips, and took a step back.

He is not a weakling like her.

That time might not be the unilateral oppression she imagined.

The fence has sunlight on one side and shade on the other.

His eyes passed through the boundary between light and darkness, bright and compelling: "How much did they take from you?"

"No need to pay it back," Solanum nigrum finished in one breath.

"How much?" he repeated again, just looking straight at Solanum nigrum, as if she would keep asking him if she didn't answer.

"Seven... 70 yuan" Solanum nigrum paused and replied.

He glanced at Solanum nigrum inexplicably.

He fumbled in his school uniform trouser pocket, took out two brand new [-]s, and handed them to her through the gap in the railing.

Solanum nigrum refused to pick it up, shaking his head: "There are too many"

He waited for a second, and seeing that she had nothing to say, he said coldly: "If you don't have change, you don't need to look for it."

Solanum nigrum froze for a moment, stopped talking, and finally shook her head.

His hand was still hanging, he squinted his eyes to look at her for a while, and suddenly sneered: "Do you want to take it?"

Solanum nigrum turned around and was about to leave. In fact, it was 750 yuan. Before leaving, her parents gave her a lot of pocket money. She didn't know that there would be students robbing her of the money.

This boy is not rich, she can tell, and he is dangerous, she wants to live an ordinary life.

But he withdrew his hand and took a few steps back.

Before Solanum nigrum had time to be surprised, he saw him suddenly speeding up, climbed onto the iron fence in two or three steps, and jumped onto the lawn in front of her.

He lowered his head and patted the dust off his hands.

Solanum nigrum's heart bulged in her throat, and she couldn't speak a word, staring at him.

His face was clean and pale, and there was a bruise on his brow bone. Standing in the shade of a tree, his eyes were darker and cooler, and an evil spirit appeared.He walked in front of her, taller than her, and his aura pressed down from her head. Solanum nigrum clenched his hands tightly, so he stuffed the banknotes through the slits in her hands.

The new money is hard, and the nightshade's hand seems to be cut by the sharp edge of the new money, and the hand hurts badly.

He turned to leave, and she looked at his back, a thin and neat young man.