Be good

The final sound of "Oh" was still there, and Lin Qianxi had already arrived behind a table next to him, and pulled the clothes on his hands to the end and pulled them twice.

Ji Cai looked at Zong Cheng who was sitting there: "Is it a coincidence or not?"

Lin Qianxi took the vest and walked to the next door: "I'll go over there."

Ji Cai saw him passing, and walked up to Zongcheng: "Are you shy?"

"He's not that kind of person." Zongcheng said.How could shyness have anything to do with Lin Qianxi.

Ji Cai asked: "Is that hiding from me?"

Zongcheng didn't express his opinion, so it was acquiescence.

Ji Cai looked at his face, wanting to see what expression he was sitting here just now, but Zong Cheng just lowered his eyes and took a billiard ball on the table and played in his hand without even lifting his head.

She looked at the pool table, a little surprised: "This game stopped halfway, it was beautiful, and scored all in one shot, yours?"

Zong Cheng raised his head and glanced at the neighbor: "His."

Ji Cai was surprised: "He's really good."

Zongcheng pointed to the dartboard hanging on the wall: "He said he is good at everything he plays."

Ji Cai looked around, and then her eyes fell back on his face: "You two have been playing until now?"

Zong Cheng said in a flat tone: "When we meet, we will fight each other for a few rounds."

Lin Qianxi quickly changed her clothes half-hidden behind the shelf, and within a minute of walking out, Ji Cai came over.

"Don't mind, I made an appointment with Zongcheng to leave at this point, and I'll call him." She said with a smile.

Lin Qianxi frowned and said, "It's okay, it's true that you don't mind, I didn't mean to take off my clothes in front of him."

Ji Cai laughed: "Why explain this to me?"

"Aren't you his teacher?" Lin Qianxi said, "Don't be careful?"

Ji Cai paused: "He told you so?"

"Hmm." Lin Qianxi recalled that Zongcheng said that she taught physical education, no wonder she was so energetic that she could drag him to dinner.

"Ruthless, what are you talking about?" Ji Cai said, "When I was in school, Zongcheng's mother sponsored me. After graduation, I became a teacher and taught him for a few years. Now I am no longer a teacher. So we have known each other for many years. Now, Gu Yang also lives with me now."

Lin Qianxi understood, it meant deep friendship, and it turned out that the relationship was unusual.Zongcheng said it so nonchalantly, it's obviously not the case with other girls.

"Let's go." Zongcheng's voice came from the next door.

"Come right away." After Ji Cai finished speaking, she smiled at Lin Qianxi, "Actually, you don't need to explain it specially, isn't this normal between boys, it's not right to be coy." She glanced outside and whispered Said: "Look at our city, what a straight person, what can there be?"

Lin Qianxi moved his eyeballs, what are you doing, why did you tell him what that guy was doing?

Ji Cai had already waved her hand and left: "This time I scared you, I will pay attention next time."

Lin Qianxi walked to the door, Zong Cheng came out from the next door, passed by him and said, "I'll see her off."

"Yes." Lin Qianxi was still standing at the door of the shop without moving.

Zong Cheng paused: "Are you still going home?"

Lin Qianxi said: "I have something to do, don't you want to do the laundry right away?"

"Can't you go back and wash?"

"I save water bills."

Zong Cheng glanced at him: "Oh, this is also a boy's style." After speaking, he followed Ji Cai, and the two walked along the street together.

"Your uncle..." Lin Qianxi watched him walk away, and was still standing at the door bored.

He looked at the sky, he didn't need to think about anything when he killed those rounds just now, now he is the only one left, and the reality is in front of him again.

There is nowhere to go but to stay here.

In the past, there were a lot of places I could go, and I could just spend a few days or nights, but now I won’t go there anymore.

Lin Qianxi stopped standing, turned around and entered the small shop, and found the plastic basin and washing powder used by Yang Rui inside, and went to do the laundry.

There was nothing to do anyway.

Later, he not only washed the clothes, but even helped Yang Rui sell things for a few hours, earning about a hundred yuan.

Until it was completely dark and the street lights were on, Lin Qianxi couldn't stay any longer, and locked the door of the shop. After all, it was time to leave.

He didn't bring anything with him, it was impossible to live outside, he didn't tell the truth to Zongcheng out of shame, and didn't want to ask him for help.

Whoever wants to tell others that he is disgusted by his own mother can't open that mouth.

Lin Qianxi wandered the streets, but in the end he could only walk back by following his own shadow.

Stepping on the stairs back to the building, passing the door of the neighbor's house, he glanced at the door he had kicked. The lock had been replaced with a new one. At this moment, their house was quiet and harmonious.

He crossed over and stopped at the door of his house, stood facing the door for almost half a minute, and finally raised his hand and knocked.

A key fell from the top of the door frame with a jolt and landed at his feet.

Lin Qianxi bent down to pick it up, and knew his mother must have gone out.

Open the door and go in, but no one is there.

He turned on the light, and saw a note on the cabinet at the door, which said, "Night shift for the last few days."

Lin Qianxi threw down the note and went to the bathroom, wanting to hum the same song as before, but he had no interest, so he walked in silently, pulled a towel to wipe his face, and looked up at himself in the mirror.

"Fuck..." He was still wearing that old vest, and he forgot to bring his clothes back from the grocery store.

The person in the mirror, with a vest and shorts, really looks like a ruffian.

This thought pierced his chest like a thorn, Lin Qianxi stared into his eyes, and raised his chin provocatively: "What kind of ruffian, I can't learn well? I don't believe it yet!"

He threw the towel and walked out.

Entering the room, I found the phone on the bed, and when I pressed it on, there were already a dozen WeChat messages on it, all of which were from Wang Xiao, asking him why he was there on the weekend and why he didn't reply.

Lin Qianxi recalled the scene of fighting with Zongcheng in that dim little room again. Those few hours were refreshing, the happiest time of his day, the sweat smelled like wanton, and he pointed at the screen with his finger type.

--Teaching how to be a man on the pool table.

After posting, he backed out and found the WeChat account of the lighthouse portrait. He wanted to fight again in Yuezong City next time. He typed a word with his finger, but deleted it. It is estimated that the person who sent Ji Cai is not free at the moment, so he still did not post it. up.

The weekend is over, and school classes have to go on as usual.

In the morning, Zongcheng passed by the street with his schoolbag, and was stopped by someone: "Wait a minute."

He turned his head and watched Yang Rui come out of the grocery store, holding a plastic bag in his hand and handing it to him.

"I didn't take Lin Qianxi's clothes to dry here, so help him bring some."

Zongcheng picked it up and took a look. Unexpectedly, Lin Qianxi was actually washing clothes here, so he opened his schoolbag and stuffed it in.

Yang Rui sized him up: "You were taught by Lin Qianxi to be a man yesterday?"

Zongcheng raised his head: "Who will be taught to be a man?"

"You." Yang Rui said, "Wang Xiao, who likes to inquire, came to ask me who Lin Qianxi played billiards with, and they all said that the one he played with was taught to be a man. I think you two have back and forth, no picture."

Zongcheng put his schoolbag on his shoulders, and walked forward with a cold expression: "He's talking in his sleep."

In the dream, he can teach him to be a man.

Lin Qianxi felt a little different as soon as he entered the classroom today.

He looked up at the podium and found that Lao Zhou was standing in front of him holding a teacup, and there was a square sign next to the blackboard, with a few large characters written on it: 20 days left until the final exam.

The two numbers "20" are bolded and marked in red, not eye-catching.

"There are still 20 days." Zhou Xueming twisted the lid of the teacup and said, "Some people may not be classmates anymore, and we will no longer be teachers and students."

Lin Qianxi felt that his eyes behind the lenses seemed to be facing him, and his words were very targeted.

"For the last 20 days, cherish this relationship, and that's it." Old Zhou put his hands behind his back and left.

"Lin Qianxi!" Zhang Ren called him, pouted at the sign, "Did you see that? There are 20 days left before liberation, when the class will be re-segregated, we can go to the new class to enjoy the blessing together."

It was only now that Lin Qianxi moved his eyes away from the two numbers: "Who is with you?"

"You." Zhang Ren pointed to Ding Jie, who was sleeping with his head covered early in the morning: "There is also that one, the people in the back row didn't run away."

"I'm going to go by your mother's own, don't take me." Lin Qianxi was furious when he heard that, and threw his schoolbag on the table.

Hearing this, Zhang Ren was a little unconvinced: "Brother Xi, the exam is real, and your grades... right, you know it well, you have to go if you don't."

Lin Qianxi turned to stare at him.

Zhang Ren couldn't stand his eyes. Lin Qianxi's eyes were beautiful, but the ends of his eyes were naturally raised, which gave him a bit of vigor. When his face became cold, his eyes sank, as if cut by a knife.

"It is absolutely impossible for me to go to a new class." He said.

Zhang Ren gestured his lips and cursed quietly, and said in a low voice, "If you can keep my head for you to kick."

"I heard it." Lin Qianxi gestured with his hand on his neck: "Wash the neck and wait."

"Fuck." Zhang Ren shut up.

Lin Qianxi didn't want to talk to him anymore, so she got up and left the classroom.

Zongcheng entered class nine, opened his schoolbag on his seat, and saw the dress at a glance.

When I was about to give it to Lin Qianxi, I remembered his wild words.

Teach him to be a man?

He reached in to get the clothes, and saw something like the bottom of the bag that had been left for a long time.

The box of sweet-scented osmanthus perfume that Lin Qianxi gave him.

Jiang Hao tidied up the desks in front, and after a while, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "What's the smell?"

"Fragrance." Zongcheng put on his clothes quickly with a plastic bag and grabbed it in his hand. With the other hand, he grabbed the perfume box and threw it into the trash can behind him. The corner of his mouth seemed to twitch, and he left the classroom.

Lin Qianxi went to the bathroom, came back along the corridor, and ran into Zongcheng who came out of class nine.

He stopped and looked at Zongcheng: "Ji Cai is gone?"

"Leave." Zong Cheng said, "Before I left, I still missed you."

"Get out, I don't know who you're thinking about." Lin Qianxi whispered, turning her head to leave.

Zongcheng took out his hand: "Wait."

Lin Qianxi turned around and caught the plastic bag he threw over.

"I brought you your clothes." Zongcheng turned back to Class Nine: "You're welcome."

Lin Qianxi watched others enter the classroom, and remembered that Yang Rui must have asked him to drop by.

He took the plastic bag back to his seat, opened it, and sure enough.

He took out his clothes, and a pungent smell rushed straight to his forehead. When the tip of his nose itched, he suddenly sneezed.

Zhang Ren looked over.

Ding Jie just woke up, took a close sniff, and stepped back: "My God! As expected of you Xi Ge, spraying such a strong sweet-scented osmanthus perfume on your clothes, it's still your show!"

Lin Qianxi sneezed again, covered his nose and looked at the clothes, there was a big puddle of perfume on it.

His voice was muffled in his fingers: "Fuck, I can play!"

Soon it was time for exercises between classes.

While going to the playground, Zongcheng looked down at the WeChat message sent by Ji Cai, knowing that Gu Yang is fine now, so he put away his phone.

Tao Xue came over from Class [-] and said softly, "Is that Zongcheng? Teacher Zhou told you to go to the office." Then she left.

Jiang Hao urged him in front: "Let's go."

Zongcheng said, "You go first, I'll go to the office."

"Okay." Jiang Hao left first.

Zongcheng went to the office, and everyone else went to the playground. Now the building is empty.

At the corner of the corridor, a figure suddenly rushed towards him, grabbed a piece of clothing and directly covered his face.

Zongcheng reacted very quickly, grabbed the man's arm along his clothes, and pressed hard against the wall next to him.

The other party was not a vegetarian either, so he flexibly avoided, and the two of them pulled from the corner to the handrail of the stairs.

Zongcheng lifted his face, and finally managed to get out of his clothes.

Lin Qianxi's face was facing him: "Does it smell good?"

The clothes were sandwiched between the two of them, and a cloying scent of sweet-scented osmanthus hit people's foreheads.

Lin Qianxi put on the set and waited here.

Zongcheng put his elbow against him and directly pressed on the handrail of the stairs.

Lin Qian moved his legs to the west, but his legs stopped and then touched his knees.

"Fuck, I'm doomed to suffer if I don't fight, it's this trick again!"

"This trick will work best for you."

Lin Qianxi was panting, and Zongcheng was also panting. They looked at each other, pressed a little closer, and suddenly there was no sound, only chest heaving and falling.

The two were quiet for a while, and turned their heads at the same time as if they had sensed.

"Lin Qianxi!" Xu Jin stepped on the stairs, staring here: "I caught you, you are bullying Zongcheng!"