Continuously

The two continued to argue until after lunch, mainly because of Yao An's one-sidedness, but he always felt that he had forgotten something, but he didn't think much about it.

Yao Jianqi had only been here for less than a day, and was bitten by several mosquito bites. Although he was wearing long clothes and trousers, his limbs survived, but his fingers, neck and even his cheeks were the hardest hit.

"The mosquitoes in this radius are all dependent on you." Yao An jokingly scooped out a piece of cooling ointment. Yao Jianqi was rubbing it on the back of his neck following the itching. Yao An pushed his hands away and applied the ointment on the Mosquito bag on.

Yao Jianqi stretched out his hand unwillingly to block it, but Yao An grabbed his wrist, let him rub it all over, and finally asked: "Is it gone?"

No one remained silent, so Yao An threw a tissue to Yao Jianqi: "Wipe your hands and don't touch your eyes."

Yao Jianqi wiped his fingers carefully one by one, but he didn't tell Yao An that he was actually bitten on his buttocks as well.

Just don't tell him.

"Have you recovered from your injuries?" Yao An threw the paper on the ground, picked up Yao Jianqi's arm, and swung his sleeve up.

The lotus root-like arm is smooth, and there is no sign of any injury at all.

Yao An was very thankful, and murmured: "The child is fine, there are no scars left."

Yao Jianqi pulled off his sleeves.

Yao An bent down again to inspect the wound on his leg.

Yao Jianqi hurriedly took two steps back.

"What's the matter, I'll help you take a look."

Yao Jianqi clutched his pants tightly, frowned and said, "It's all good."

Yao An looked at his awkward look, chuckled and let him go: "It would be better if I said no earlier."

He shook his head and walked out. When he saw the bicycle in the corner of the hall, he finally remembered what he had forgotten.

"Fuck, I still want to fight a duel!"

After saying this, Yao An kicked his bicycle out of the Hot Wheels posture and rushed straight to the school.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, desolate and empty.

Where there are war drums beating, east wind blowing, let alone a sea of ​​people, not a single fart is smelled.

"Oh!" Yao An sighed, it was still too late.

That's it.

To be honest, he didn't care as much about this anonymous challenge as he did a few days ago.

It's not that he was afraid, what was Yao An afraid of?It's just that the boring feeling in his heart disappeared, so he no longer needs other unnecessary life boosters.

Go home, it's decided.

Yao An hummed a song and turned the car, a stone flew out of the sky and hit his calf.

"I thought you didn't dare to come." A boy appeared from the nearby bushes, with a crew cut and an invisible shallow scar on his brow. .

Yao An patted his trouser legs, he had no impression of the visitor: "Just you?"

"What's wrong with me?!" The man said aggressively.

"Sign up."

"Yu Yanzhui!"

Yao An nodded: "Oh, Cone."

"It's Yu Yanzhui!!"

"Didn't you say that the whole school would be invited to watch the battle?" Yao An whistled, "Where's the person?"

Yu Yanzhui's angry face froze for a moment, but he quickly returned to his original state: "What do you care about so much, do you want to have a decisive battle between men with me!"

"..." Yao An thought to himself, if this is the second competition, he will lose.

His interest has been reduced by most, so he bent down calmly, picked up the stone, threw it up one by one, and caught it.

"Speak up! Are you a man!"

"...Can you speak normally?" Yao An asked sincerely.

"Don't talk nonsense, just say whether you want to play or not!" Yu Yanzhui said loudly.

"Is there any reward for playing it?"

"If you lose, call me boss three times at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday, and then give me the position of school bully in Anding Primary School."

"Cut, who asked you." Yao An continued to throw stones, "Will I win?"

"Tell me what you want." Yu Yanzhui didn't hesitate.

"If I win..." Yao An pondered for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed the stone in mid-air, "Sew me a sandbag!"

Yu Yanzhui asked in surprise, "What, what?"

"How about five?" Yao An said.

Yu Yanzhui was furious, thinking that at least it was a condition comparable to his own request, but Yao An asked him to sew sandbags, obviously not taking it seriously.

"Are you playing with me?" Yu Yanzhui gritted his teeth.

Yao An clicked his tongue: "I'm serious, forget it if you don't believe me, goodbye."

After all, he stepped on his bicycle.

"Wait!" Yu Yanzhui shouted anxiously, afraid that he would really leave.

Yao An moved his finger and pressed the brake: "What?"

Yu Yanzhui went out, the sandbags are sandbags, he doesn't want to be a fool: "I promise you, let's go!"

The corner of Yao An's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned around: "Success, handover."