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Yuan Mu didn't know how angry he should be, and automatically ignored Qiu Yu's last question. He stared at the two empty bowls in front of him, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you brought any money?"

Qiu Yu nodded: "I have."

"Well, I'm leaving."

Yuan Mu got up and left after leaving a word.

Watching him cross the road and enter the school gate, Qiu Yu sat alone for a while, then turned to call the boss: "Uncle, another bowl of soy milk."

"Hey, refills are free, come and play by yourself."

After eating and drinking, Qiu Yu didn't go home, but walked around No. [-] Middle School twice.

After wandering slowly for nearly an hour, he locked onto an alley next to a green field.

Few people, remote, suitable for sneaking activities.

At the other end, there is an artificial lake under construction. The site is open, and there is a sparse bamboo forest beside the lake, which is suitable for escape.

If it were him, he would choose to block people and rob here.

Qiu Yu walked into the long alley, inspected back and forth, but found nothing.

Unwilling to give up, he walked around the artificial lake again under the scorching sun, and finally found two books in the grass by the opposite stone pavilion.

The book was thrown out vigorously, and it was split in half and lying on the grass in embarrassment, the writing was soaked in yellow-green by the grass and mud.

Qiu Yu climbed over the fence, squatted down to stare at it, and opened the cover with her fingers. On the title page, the word Yuan Mu was impressively written.

The entire book had been soaked in water and dried in the sun, and his handwriting was distorted by the crumpled paper.

It has become unattractive, no matter how hard you try to straighten it, you can't show your original appearance, and there is a horrible ugly look.

Ah, he got his hand broken here, and it was raining that day.

Qiu Yu squatted like a child, resting her chin on her knees, looking at the dirty books.

Maybe he was really startled by this ugliness, he felt his heart beating so hard, like a strong man beating a drum, he could almost bounce off the two thighs in front of his chest.

Qiu Yu piled the books into her arms, and walked back to the alley with her arms around her.

He threw the book into the shade, sat down on the ground himself, and stretched his legs to fumble for the cigarette case and lighter in his trouser pocket.

After a pause, he switched legs and took out his phone.

This Nokia was a birthday present from his aunt, and he didn't use it often, but Qiu Xi had nothing to do and always said that she wanted to play Snake.

Qiu Yu switched to the interface of Qiu Xi's game record, saw it clearly, sneered, and pressed the start button.

Set the bell to the loudest, eat a snake, the snake will grow longer, the bell will ring for a while, and it will sound like coins falling into a porcelain bowl.

Qiu Yu failed to swallow the third one and killed herself by biting her tail. The string of bells at the end of the game was also terrifying.

Qiu Yu pinched the phone hard, and after holding it hot, she turned to look at Yuan Mu's exercise book.

Until the phone's alarm vibrated, no one came to this alley.

Qiu Yu closed the book, held the spine of the book in her hand, and walked in the direction of No. [-] Middle School.

He had just stood under the tree opposite the school gate when the get out of class bell rang.

Yuan Mu didn't like to wear school uniforms, he was the most eye-catching among the crowd that filed out.

Or maybe it wasn't the clothes.

He wears the simplest white and appears alone, not like other people in groups of three or four, nor like other people looking around excitedly. His brows are faint, and his eyes are often downcast. He pays attention to the cars when crossing the road and the road on the sidewalk.

In short, he can catch him at a glance.

It can't be out of place, Yuan Mu is special, it's only because the rest of the people are background cloth.

He didn't see Qiu Yu, and Qiu Yu didn't intend to join him.

The two fell into the crowd and swam towards home one after the other.

Qiu Yu's eyes only caught his handsome and lonely back, and the straight line of the shirt drawn from his waist when he walked around.

Qian Jin was ordered to go downstairs to buy beer for his father. From a distance, he caught a glimpse of Qiu Yu entering the street with two books in his arms. He yelled to hell with the day, and it blew past like a tornado. He roared, "Did you go to a second-hand bookstore?"

Qiu Yu wiped the saliva from her face, and went back: "I'm going to your hometown."

Qian Jin laughed: "My hometown is on the sixth floor."

Qiu Yu didn't bother to talk to him: "Let's go, go home and have dinner."

Qian Jin remembered something and grabbed him: "Brother Yu, your father is back."

But Qiu Yu subconsciously went to the second floor, looking through Yuan Mu's small window.

That means Yuan Gaopeng is also here.

"Come on, come on, it's worth telling me."

With good intentions as a donkey's liver and lungs, Qian Jin fanned his clothes: "Go and go."

Then he pointed to the two books that were tightly hidden by Qiu Yu, and said righteously, "Hide it well, I will go to your house to raid in the afternoon, and you don't want to enjoy the good things to yourself."

"Oh, thank you, remember to notify me when you make a surprise attack."

Yuan Gaopeng and Qiu Shengshi are colleagues, and they work as small employees in a large factory.

The factory is in the suburbs, and they take four days off a month, and they usually go home together by car.

Before Qiu Yu started to climb the stairs, she heard Xu Yiqing's yelling, muffled behind the wall, the words were unclear, but the madness of the hoarse and exhausted came to her face.

No wonder Qian Jin is well-informed, the whole building should be aware of the movement in front of him.

Qiu Yu knocked on the door with clenched fists, and with a little effort, the battle inside the door came to an abrupt end.

"Dad, you're back."

Qiu Shengshi sat on the sofa with a relaxed expression, and replied, "My son is back, where did he go?"

Xu Yiqing was laying on the dishes with a cold face, the pots and bowls were banging loudly.

"What's the noise?" Qiu Yu asked his mother, "overshadowing the loudspeaker downstairs."

Qiu Shengshi said happily, I forgot your mother sent me a text message to ask me to buy rice, and I forgot your mother forbade me to wear this red short-sleeved pair with breeches. Get angry with yourself.

Qiu Yu silently watched Qiu Shengshi staring intently at TV, CCTV 6, which was broadcasting a movie about the Anti-Japanese War.

Xu Yiqing was alone on the battlefield of co-authorship marriage, Qiu Shengshi completely took himself out of the game and just treated her as a show.

Immediately after lunch, Qiu Yu entered the room and never came out again.

Qiu Shengshi and Xu Yiqing took turns calling the door twice, but no one answered, so they let him go.

Qiu Yu was lying on the bed, and Xu Yiqing in the living room forbade Qiu Xi from drinking Coke.

"I can't drink anymore."

"why?"

"No reason, I don't allow it."

"I'll just take a sip."

"Qiu Xi, you are not obedient, are you?"

"I……"

"None of you want to listen to me anymore, do you?"

Qiu Yu leaned against the wall, seeing the glass of water on the table in front of him rippling in the wind, the thought of crushing it rushed to his head, gurgling, accompanied by Xu Yiqing's several feet of screaming that he had piled up over the past ten years. swell.

"Okay, don't drink, I won't drink."

Qiu Xi said weakly.

Qiu Yu turned over and got out of bed, opened the room, opened the refrigerator, and took out all the Coke bottles in his hand.

He went out barefoot, and threw all the things in his arms into the groove between the corridors, trying hard to smash himself into it.

Very good, with another pickled taste.

Qiu Yu turned back and entered the door.

"It's clean."

He went back to the bedroom and sat on the bed, his arms hanging limply on the edge of the bed, with no strength, his muscles twitched slightly uncontrollably, and then he began to breathe deeply inexplicably.

Or, buy Yuan Mu a schoolbag.

Yuan Mu hates being out of rank, and hates that life is not as expected, so let's find him another one that is exactly the same.

While drawing oxygen, he suddenly thought this way.

A muffled sound made Yuan Mu on the dining table tremble, and the corn slipped back into the soup.

It came from the opposite building, he frowned.

"What's the sound?" Yuan Cha asked.

Fang Qiong picked up chopsticks and ribs for her: "Whoever throws away the unwanted things, eat yours quickly."

Seeing Yuan Mu distracted, Yuan Gaopeng also shouted: "Yuan Mu quickly pick up this shredded melon and eat it, it's very tender."

Yuan Mu nodded, but only picked rice grains in the bowl: "Well, thank you uncle."

Thank you friends for your comments and starfish and rewards over the past week, bow down!Thank you, thank you, I was inexplicably happy to see the reminder (?) It's a bit late today, so I bow again.