let loose

"in argument?"

After walking side by side for a while, Shang Qinghua asked a question in an understatement, but he was actually thinking about it secretly.

Jiang Zhou raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and after a few seconds he said, "No."

Shang Qinghua shrugged his shoulders, and spoke fluent Mandarin with a northern accent: "What are you pretending to be, I don't know what kind of temper you have? If there is no trouble between you two, you will send a special text message at noon to let me and you Dad coming to your school together? Hey, I’ve been here for more than a day. I sent you a message last night, but you ignored me. Don’t even bother to talk about it. Just say if you dare to turn back Look at the child's grievance and want to cry or not."

Do you want to cry or not?

Cried?

Jiang Zhou didn't answer, but his walking speed was slower than before.

"What did you tell him?"

After a while, Jiang Zhou asked.

"I didn't say anything, I just made a small plan casually, after all, you took the initiative to give me a chance." Shang Qinghua raised his eyebrows: "You asked me to come this time, what would I usually do to deal with this kind of situation, You don't know?"

Jiang Zhou remained silent again, and after waiting for a while, he opened his golden mouth again: "It's not too much."

Shang Qinghua: "Follow the dog's blood formula. I don't have a clue if it's too much. Speaking of which, baby, you have such a deep mind, why didn't you realize it before."

Jiang Zhou bowed his head and remained silent, as if acquiescing.

Turning around the corner of the corridor, after confirming that this was Song Mian's blind spot, Jiang Zhou slapped Shang Qinghua's hand on his shoulder away with great force, "You can let go now."

The back of his hand was caught off guard, and it turned red quickly. Shang Qinghua hissed in pain, and shook his hand: "Fuck, baby, you are too scumbag, just throw it away after you use it up?"

Jiang Zhou was too lazy to listen to his bullying, so he stopped, leaned his back against the wall lightly, and secretly observed Song Mian's situation not far away.

Song Mian was still standing there, her hair was messed up by the wind outside the corridor, her schoolbag was dragged to the ground, her hands were hanging by her sides, tightly clenched into fists, but she didn't look imposing, she looked like she was thinking nothing.

I was far away, and my expression was a little blurry, and I couldn't see clearly, but I knew it wouldn't be any better, standing there tall and thin, it was pitiful.Fortunately, he was accompanied by a stunned Chu Qingci who had just left the training class, which made him look less miserable.

Jiang Zhou watched quietly for a long time, then turned his eyes away, only to realize that his left hand had been grasping the corner of the school uniform, crumpled into a ball, and there was even a small piece of sweat stain on the blue fabric, which was very dark and eye-catching. He escaped It seems to let go quickly.

"What's the matter, can't you bear it again?" Shang Qinghua laughed at him: "Well, but this kid is quite cute, with big eyes. So baby, I'm really curious, what did he do to make you so angry ah?"

"Shut up, and throw the nonsense back into your stomach." Jiang Zhou gave him a cold warning look, obviously unwilling to say more.

Turning around to look at the other side of the corridor, Song Mian has been dragged away by Chu Qingci, walking slowly, and turned his head once, Jiang Zhou turned around to avoid, and will probe again later, looking at the thin The back figure gradually moved away, became smaller, until it disappeared.

In fact, he was a little annoyed at his soft heart, indecisive and uncertain, hesitating and still caring.

In the final analysis, I still can't bear it, because I really care too much.

Because I love you so much, with all my heart, and I wish you well.So please don't be afraid of the dark, you want to become a star yourself, even if the light is flickering and dim, as long as you don't give up easily.

I will wait for you.

……

The environment at home is very different from the school, a high-end villa area, there is no noise, no laughter, and no fireworks.Song Mian was so wronged, her heart was blocked, and she went upstairs without eating dinner.

He sent dozens of WeChat messages to Jiang Zhou one after another. He was acting like a baby and admitting his mistakes. He sent cute emoticons and kaomoji over and over again, but as expected, there was no reply.

Then he switched to texting on his mobile phone, and he typed slowly with the keypad. His fingers were so red and painful that he didn't receive any reply.

"Stingy."

He resentfully poked the phone screen a few times, rubbed his sore eyes, the back of his hand was wet, his nose was itchy, he turned over with a mutter, face down, and simply grabbed the quilt to cover it head, trying to cover up the indistinct sobs.

Song Mian really didn't expect that a quarrel could turn out like this, without any reason or end.He can roughly figure out what Jiang Zhou is angry about, but he feels vaguely vague, specious.

But he still misses Jiang Zhou, and Shang Qinghua, who looks like a monster.Shang Qinghua called Jiang Zhou baby, but he had never called it that way before.Shang Qinghua took Jiangzhou's shoulders, hooked Jiangzhou's neck, what's wrong with his cousin, he can't do it either!

Song Mian thought about it and thought about it, and succeeded in thinking about herself until her eyes turned red and her jealousy surged.

I don't know if it was because of the deep obsession, but Song Mian was woken up by the nightmare the next day.

When I woke up, my forehead was sweating, the ends of my hair were almost soaked, and stuck to my forehead in a few locks, my breathing was short of breath, my chest was heaving, and my eyes were wide open.He touched the corners of his eyes, and felt the tears that hadn't come yet and dried up.

It's just... almost scared to death...

He dreamed that ten years later he would become a ragged beggar, holding a bowl that couldn't see its original color, and ran to the airport waiting room to beg for money on a snowy night on New Year's Eve.

When he was staring blankly, leaning on a cane and tremblingly reaching out to one of the two sitting on the chair, he saw clearly the fox face on the other side's eyes.

Hold!Shang Qinghua!

The person sitting next to him is not Jiang Zhou, but who else!When are they good enough to sit together hand in hand!

Damn it, dog man man!adulterer adulterer!

"Sorry, I didn't bring cash, baby, did you bring it?" Shang Qinghua rubbed Jiang Zhou's neck affectionately.

It looks like a white lotus flower!

Jiang Zhou didn't even look at him, but shook his head as if he didn't exist.

"Baby, baby, baby, baby, go find a fat catfish in the Pacific Ocean! Who the hell cares about your bullshit cash! I'm here to catch a traitor!"

Angrily, he took off his sunglasses, pulled off the card hanging from his neck, and threw the cardboard with the words "My family has an eighty-year-old mother" on the ground. Even a piece of his clothes was torn off, hanging on his arm On the road, he aggressively assumed the attitude of Lao Tzu being in the palace, and was about to question him, when a sweet mechanical female voice sounded in his ear:

"Alipay received 0.1 yuan."

……

It's such a wonderful drama, and it has a beginning and an end, and it even has lines... Devil...

"Fuck..."

Song Mian hadn't recovered yet, she was about to cry, she slapped her forehead to wake her up, and wanted to find a piece of tofu and kill her.