Swimmer of Rebirth

The three of them were all in the dormitory, lying on their own beds, the mosquito net was put down, and the sound of even breathing filled the small room.

The sound of Liu Yang pushing open the door woke them up, Li Yipeng lifted the mosquito net and looked in, with anger on his face for being woken up.

Liu Yang smiled apologetically at him, walked to Wang Yaxin's bed and stopped, patted the mosquito net, "Are you awake?"

No one spoke inside, and through the thin white gauze, one could see that the person inside had turned around and faced the wall.

Liu Yang probed in, and the inside was full of the smell of disinfectant, he poked him with his finger, "Hey, wake up, let me tell you something."

Wang Yaxin continued to lay his body on the bed.

"I'm here to apologize to you, really, very sincerely, don't ignore me."

"I'm sorry, I was too harsh."

"Hey, tell me, I know you're awake."

"Still angry? How about I let you punch me back, okay? Don't do that."

"Why, why, circle yourself into a ball, even though you are learning to swim, you can't turn yourself into a shrimp, right?"

"Wang Yaxin, Yaxin, Xiao Xinxin..."

"Don't be disgusting, I'm still holding on if you haven't eaten." Li Yipeng interrupted.

Liu Yang ignored him, and continued his nasty apology, "Xiao Xinxin~ Don't be angry, I'm hard-headed, can I knock you twice, or can I help you find a brick?"

"Yes, yes, I know what you mean, I'll leave the job of cooking for you in the future, okay, how about I line up for you and help you grab the duck thighs from the job bowls of those provincial teams?"

"Isn't that okay? Why don't I treat you to dinner when I get the money from Director Zhao on the weekend? What do you want to eat? Hot pot, skewers? Okay, okay, it's okay to treat you to the first hot pot, right?" , Eat less, I know your appetite, if you eat too much, I will bet you there."

"Don't shake, okay, I'll bet on myself."

"Are you laughing? Are you laughing? I can tell, don't pretend, you can't pretend anymore."

"It's quite tolerable. You think I don't know you if you wear a micro-vibration vest. That's fine, I'll give you a hard time."

Liu Yang paused for a while, woke up his throat, and looked at Wang Yaxin's back with a numb look.

"Wang Yaxin, I apologize to you, sincerely, sincerely, begging for your forgiveness by rolling naked 365 degrees on the winter solstice snow field, and dancing and stripping in a padded jacket on the Sanfu playground singing "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong... ..."

"Come on, I'm so disgusted, you want me to catch a cold in summer?" Ye Shuwen poked his head out from under the mosquito net, grinning wide, but his face was squeezed together, "Hey, I said, Wang Yaxin, you're enough Ha, if you don’t speak again, you want me to go down and beat you up, don’t you?”

Here, Liu Yang secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Ye Shuwen's words, but he had been forced out.

This person... Both adults and children feel resentful when they face the enemy's apology. Seeing the peaceful acceptance, they feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts, especially children. Blindly shift the responsibility to the other party.

Normally speaking, it doesn't matter what he thinks after apologizing to Wang Yaxin. As long as he continues to contact him normally, even if this layer of pimple can't be removed, it will be completely hidden.

But he couldn't wait any longer, maybe he would be called into the guidance room tomorrow, and Wang Yaxin had to be dealt with before that.

He thought a lot along the way. At first he thought about Director Zhao, but when he thought about the current child's psychology, maybe after Director Zhao persuaded him, he felt even more uncomfortable. In the end, Ye Shuwen had to be dragged into the water. At least in Wang Yaxin's heart, Ye Shuwen was his friend and his boss. Naturally, what he said had some weight and wouldn't leave any pimples. What's more subtle was that he wouldn't have too many thoughts. Otherwise, if he claims to be a man among men, he is young and in full bloom, and he is creative across the ages in terms of thought and morality, how could he say so many disgusting words, making others sick and sick of himself.

Liu Yang sniggered and withdrew his head from the mosquito net, put on a bitter face, and continued to be disgusted at Ye Shuwen, "Shuwen... help me, I am really sincere, especially seeing Yaxin's injury, My heart hurts, please, he won't forgive me, I feel like I'm going to die of heartache..."

"Ouch~~" Li Yipeng said.

"Damn it." Ye Shuwen said.

"You're allowed to call me Yaxin!" Wang Yaxin said.

Liu Yang blinked, and forced his eyes to be coated with a layer of water. Bei'er looked at Wang Yaxin sadly, and almost held his heart and said a word, my heart, I know, I am in pain.

Wang Yaxin watched his face tremble again, then sprayed, and yelled, "Why are you so disgusting?" He threw himself on the pillow and burst out laughing.

"What's the matter?" Li Yipeng, who was behind Liu Yang, jumped up excitedly from the bed because he didn't see the live broadcast, and rushed to Liu Yang to have a look.

At this time, Liu Yang had cut to his normal face, looking at him calmly.

It's enough to lose this face once.

If you want to say whether the relationship with Wang Yaxin has improved after Liu Yang's complete self-sacrifice regardless of face, Liu Yang must be the first to go up and kick him.

what?

Do you think this is going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables?

How much is a catty of Chinese cabbage?

What?two dollars?lesser.

A lot?Well, it sells for a dollar everywhere, so keep it for yourself.

is it possible?is it possible?

He just smashed someone's head, not scratched his itchy flesh, just laughed it off.

So when going to school in the afternoon, Liu Yang stood with the other three in the dormitory, Ye Shuwen and Li Yipeng stood in the middle, he stuck to Ye Shuwen, Wang Yaxin stuck to Li Yipeng, separated by two people, he was also very happy.

Occasionally, Wang Yaxin turned his head to look at him, and he would smile happily when he turned his nose and squinted at him with a very childish expression.

It's good to be able to show it, and it's also good to vent that resentment towards yourself. The child's belly is small, so how much can there be.

The instructor who sent them to class in the afternoon has been replaced by the instructor Xiong from the top class. He is tall and thick, with dark and shiny skin. One stop there is a landscape of the Eiffel Tower.

When Liu Yang looked over occasionally, he seemed to be able to see the so-called gratified smile on Zhang Fei's face, and his scalp was numb from the explosion.

During the time of culture class, Liu Yang has been deserting, and the teacher said on the podium that he was foaming at the mouth, and he was thinking hard below.

There was a notebook on the table, on which was written a four-page letter of repentance in cursive cursive characters, with deep affection, it almost moved people to tears.

But, can this thing be handed over?

Liu Yang felt a headache. He read it over and over again from beginning to end. He kept changing the sentences he saw to be abstruse, and tried to bring in some childishness. For the first time, he found that it is not difficult to write abstruse. Xiaobai who can change esoteric texts is called a skill.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and just as the teacher left, Liu Yang grabbed the little LOLI at the same table. Seeing the little girl looking at him with terrified eyes like a rabbit, Liu Yang tried his best to relax his tense face all afternoon. Put on a good-natured smile.

"Well, Weiwei, Liu Weiwei, um... Student Liu, can you do me a favor."

"En." The little girl agreed very simply, and sat back on the chair when she got up halfway. She put her hands on the table neatly and turned her head to look at him. Liu Yang's eyes flashed like apricot's and his head was dizzy for a while.

"Help me see if it's okay." Liu Yang pushed the book in front of her, on which was his revised letter of repentance.

The little girl tilted her head and took it, her face flushed slightly, "What is this?"

"You'll know it when you see it."

"Repentance book!?" Liu Weiwei glanced at him, and before Liu Yang could find something strange in it, she lowered her head and looked at it seriously.

Liu Yang didn't dare to disturb her, and sat on the side obediently, his gaze stayed on the book she was holding in her hand, and he read it silently once again with her speed.

"Did you fight?" Liu Weiwei's small eyebrows huddled together, "Was it Wang Yaxin from class three?" She turned her head and looked at him with the terrified eyes of Little Red Riding Hood eating the big bad wolf.

Liu Yang touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

Is this a compliment to my innocence or a scolding of my soft bones?

"That's not the point. Please help me see how the writing is going. Is it smooth?" Liu Yang smiled flatteringly, and made up his mind to let Liu Weiwei be his touchstone. It's not a big problem anymore.

Liu Yang felt uneasy, his eyes were almost glued to Liu Weiwei's small face, afraid that she would say something, this article is really well written.

Liu Weiwei read it very carefully, reading it word by word, Liu Yang looked impatiently and simply turned his eyes away and looked around. After a look, there was something wrong. It was obvious that several boys kept paying attention to his words. As soon as he was swept by his own sight, he immediately moved away guiltily.

Liu Yang smiled and waved to Li Yipeng.

Li Yipeng came over, slowly made a reluctant look, and snorted, "What are you doing?"

"Looking for your help. Together with Liu Weiwei, help me see how the writing is going."

"What?" When he heard that he was with Liu Weiwei, his face was suddenly clear, and he leaned over with a smile on his lips.

Although he watched it endlessly, as a bystander of the incident and a friend of the victim, he saw the trick in just a few words. He raised his head and scratched his head and asked, "Director Zhao told you to write it?"

Liu Yang wrinkled his face, with a bit of sadness, "What director Zhao, I am enlightened, sincerely repent, and have a lot of things to say, but I am afraid that the other party won't listen to me, so I will write it in black and white. It’s called sincerity.”

"To Wang Yaxin?"

"Half and half, Director Zhao will also hand over a copy."

"Oh." Li Yibeng gave a grunt, then looked down again.

"I said, Liu Yang..." After 2 minutes, Li Yipeng raised his head to look at Liu Yang.

Liu Yang hurriedly raised his legs and chest, ready to receive the move with full energy.

"What you wrote is too insincere."

"Eh?" Liu Yang opened his mouth slightly, a little surprised, and asked himself why this was not sincere enough, since what he wrote was sincere enough.

"I think so too." Liu Weiwei raised her head from the notebook, "There are so many wrong sentences, I remember your composition is quite good, why is your writing so messy?"

"Oh, then I'll change it again, thank you all." Liu Yang took the book, feeling somewhat complicated. Although the book of repentance was a semi-finished product after deliberate revision, it was criticized by two sixth-grade children as being messy. yes, this feeling...

Before Li Yipeng left, he glanced back at him and murmured, "How do you pass the Chinese exam with this skill?"

Liu Yang had black lines on his face.