President of Zhuma PK

Song Ci didn't know what Ye Hanjiang said to his mother. In short, the matter of dropping out of school was never mentioned by anyone.

And there seemed to be some differences between him and Li Yi after yesterday's bloody incident.The most obvious thing is that Li Yi almost treats him as a transparent person, and never troubles him, never picks quarrels and troubles again.After class, Li Yi wouldn't stay in his seat for a second. Often, just as Song Ci raised his head from the textbook, Li Yi had disappeared without a trace.

Song Ci put down the pen, wiped off the thin layer of sweat from the palm of his hand, and couldn't help reflecting: Maybe, he was really targeting Li Yi too much.From accomplice to culprit, he has injured Li Yi more than once.

In fact, he and Li Yi don't necessarily have to fight to the death, they can coexist peacefully.As long as neither of them touches the bottom line of the other, then everything will be fine.

Thinking of this, Song Ci looked out the window.

The bright sunlight spreads wantonly, and what is brighter than the sunlight is the youthful smiling faces all over the campus.

When will he be able to laugh so unscrupulously?

Song Ci tried to move the stiff corners of his mouth, trying to squeeze out a smile that could be described as "happy", but felt that his face must be full of stupidity at this moment.

Ye Hanjiang's voice suddenly sounded above his head: "You look so pretty when you smile... You should always laugh."

The unfinished smile disappeared from Song Ci's face in an instant, returning to his usual indifferent expression, "Thank you for helping me convince your mother."

Ye Hanjiang smiled indifferently, and said: "This matter started because of me, so I will naturally settle it. You don't need to thank me."

He took out a brand-new "Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary" from behind him and handed it to Song Ci, and said with some embarrassment: "I bought a new dictionary to compensate you, it was published by the Commercial Press, and it is more authoritative." .”

Song Ci glanced at it, but didn't answer it: "You helped me solve the matter of being expelled from school. The two of us have already evened out. You don't owe me anything. You should take this dictionary back and use it yourself."

Ye Hanjiang stubbornly handed the dictionary to Song Ci again, "Among all the subjects, I hate English the most. My head gets dizzy seeing those crooked letters. Put this dictionary with me. It’s just a decoration. You love to study so much, let’s put it here and make the most of it. If you feel burdened, just treat it as a loan from me, and return it to me when you don’t need it.”

Seeing that Song Ci still refused to reach out to take it, Ye Hanjiang simply put the dictionary on his desk, then turned around and left without giving him a chance to refuse.

Song Ci had no choice but to casually stack the dictionary on the pile of books in front of him.

One second before the class bell rang, Li Yi returned to his seat.

Noticing the English-Chinese dictionary in front of Song Ci, Li Yiliang, who hadn't spoken to him for a long time, said coolly, "I bought it new? Did it cost a lot of money?"

Song Ci couldn't react for a while, but after a while he realized that Li Yi was referring to the dictionary in front of him, so he said casually, "Someone lent it to me."

"It can't be Ye Hanjiang, can it? I went to Xinhua Bookstore with him yesterday and bought a dictionary, which is exactly the same as the one on your desk. It can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

"He loaned it to me, what's the matter?" Song Ci's tone was a little impatient.

Li Yi laughed mockingly, and said: "Actually, Ye Hanjiang is quite a good person. Not only is he handsome and his family is rich, but there are a lot of people chasing him. If you climb up to him, you will be able to eat and drink for the rest of your life." Don't worry about it."

"Li Yi, what exactly do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything else, I just hope that you will quickly find a next home, and then take your mother out of my life."

After all, it was in class, and Song Ci didn't want to make the matter between him and Li Yi public.

Suppressing her anger, Song Ci said as calmly as possible: "Li Yi, do you have to speak so harshly? Aren't you tired of living like this?"

Li Yi didn't know what was wrong with him, he would lose control whenever he saw Song Ci, and he would utter vicious words one after another.

"I'm not tired at all, on the contrary, I feel very energetic."

Song Ci rubbed his forehead, feeling helpless.

If there was a reason for Li Yi to find fault with him in the past, and he violated his territory, then today's Li Yi is a bit unreasonable.No matter who he borrowed or received, it had nothing to do with Li Yi, and he didn't want to take such a weird opportunity to humiliate him.

With the idea of ​​peaceful coexistence with Li Yi, Song Ci decided to ignore his unreasonable troubles and concentrate on listening to the lecture.

Li Yi turned sideways to face out of the window, very disturbed in his heart.

When Ye Hanjiang asked him to accompany him to buy books at Xinhua Bookstore yesterday, Li Yi teased him: "Can you recognize all 26 English letters? You can take this book back and use it as a pillow, but it's a bit hard."

Today, when he saw that dictionary appearing on Song Ci's desk, a wave of unknown anger rose up.

Li Yi thought, as expected, like a mother, like a son.

Mom*, son sells ass, it's fucking disgusting.

A day of school life, although boring, passed by quickly.

As soon as school was over, Song Ci conveniently packed her schoolbag, bravely joined the turbulent crowd, took the bus to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and then returned home in a hurry.

The house was empty and there was no one there.

Xia Mobing and Li Guolai will come back tomorrow, but Li Yi should have gone to play with Ye Hanjiang and the others.

Song Ci put down her schoolbag, and skillfully washed and cut vegetables.

Half an hour later, vinegared potato shreds, dry-stir-fried beans, and vegetarian spinach were put on the dinner table in turn, simple but delicate.

Of course he couldn't eat so many dishes by himself, Song Ci made this dinner for Li Yi as compensation for the 50 yuan left by Xia Mobing and his injuries.

He knew that Li Yi would definitely regard this meal as a flattery and flattery, but he no longer cared.

Even though Song Ci didn't want to admit it, he and Li Yi were too much alike.They are like two hedgehogs, they are happy to hurt each other, but they are also bruised all over their bodies.

Now that the ugliest side has been exposed in front of him, what else is there to care about?Anyway, there was nothing ulterior to be revealed by him.

I looked up at my watch, and it was seven o'clock in 10 minutes, which was just right.

Sure enough, after a while, the door opened and Li Yi walked in.

Song Ci sat at the dining table and said lightly, "Come over and eat."

Li Yi was stunned. For a moment, he thought that the tit-for-tat and harsh words in the past were just Nanke Yimeng, and that the relationship between them was originally such a normal relationship.

Of course, this illusion is only for a moment.

Li Yi said with a smile as he walked towards the kitchen, "Since when did we have a relationship where we can ask each other to eat? Besides, how do I know if you have poisoned your food?"

Song Ci got up, put two bowls of rice on the table, "I'm not that stupid, it's not worth being charged with murder for someone like you."

Li Yi still sat down in his usual position, picked up a chopsticks of shredded potatoes and put them in his mouth, "I always think that there is an old saying that is very reasonable, if you are courteous for nothing, you are either rape or steal. If there is no big wave, I have no interest in pursuing it."

Song Ci chewed the rice grains in his mouth in small sips, with a calm expression, "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I just hope that the two of us can get along well during this period of time. Maybe, in a short time, I will get along with you Disappeared from life, we will never meet again in this life."

Li Yi snorted coldly and said, "It's best like this."

Afterwards, the two of them never had any communication again, and had a very rare stable meal.

After the meal, Li Yi went back to the room alone.

Song Ci washed the dishes, cleaned the kitchen, and went back to the room.

Song Ci originally wanted to flip through the physics tutorial book he bought today, but because he inadvertently thought of a small plan for the future, his heart was surging.He simply threw the tutoring book aside, took out a blank sheet of paper, and wrote down his plans for the future one by one.Every time I write an article, the smile in my eyes deepens.Only by imagining the life after getting rid of Xia Mobing and his men, Song Ci regained the courage to live here.

Song Ci kept telling himself that the reason why he endured suffering here was to live a normal life in the future.

And the "normal life" he planned was only him, a clean person.

After writing down all the details that could be thought of so far, Song Ci folded the paper carefully, and then put it into the "Wuthering Heights" beside the bed, and then lay down contentedly, ready to fall asleep.

Just as he found a comfortable position to lie down, Song Ci suddenly heard a woman moaning from next door.

It was Li Yi who was watching an A-movie on mp4.

The mp4 is Han Shile's, and there are seven or eight A-movies in it, all made in China, Japan, Korea, Europe and the United States, and Han Shile downloaded them overnight in an Internet cafe. : "Be careful not to rub your bald skin."

Li Yi chose a Japanese one.

He unplugged the earphones plugged into the mp4 and turned on the speaker on purpose.

Li Yi thought mockingly, anyway, Song Ci and these A-movie actors are half of the same industry, so he shouldn't mind, and he can learn how to make a bed by the way, how great.

It was high energy at the beginning, the actress yelled loudly and flirtatiously, Li Yi soon became hard.

He took off his underpants and threw them on the bedside, took out two more tissues, and patted himself on the film before falling asleep comfortably.