High Leng Xueba is a coquettish monster

When Lu Qing got into the car, he found that his school uniform jacket was left behind in the bar, but the car had already started, so he planned to pick it up when he came to ride his bicycle after school tomorrow afternoon.

He opened the car window a little, the hotness brought by the bar still lingered in his heart, and the warmth of the milk still lingered in his abdomen. The early autumn night was a bit cool, and the wind spilled in from the car window, blowing his hair He turned up slightly, but the heat on his face subsided a little.

Lu Qing didn't know why he suddenly called Qi Ran "Uncle Ran", maybe it was on a whim, or maybe it was simply not pleasing to see the way the other party has always been able to do things with ease.

But he thought of Qi Ran's smile after hearing him call him "Uncle Ran", the casual, presumptuous laugh that blinded his eyes.

It was a smile he had never had before.

At that time, he thought: Is it so funny?

Lu Qing was puzzled in his heart, but the heat climbed up his cheeks uncontrollably, and slowly slid towards the tips of his ears. Fortunately, the bar was dimly lit, so Qi Ran couldn't see clearly.

Feeling a little inexplicable, he took a small step back, turned around and left quickly.

The back view seemed to be running away, but the red ears were hidden in the darkness, and did not betray him.

It was a bit cold, Lu Qing rolled up the car window, the cool air was blocked out of the window, his face had returned to the usual desolation of a teenager, leaving only a pair of red ears, which were more obvious under the support of black hair.

Qi Ran is really a strange adult.he thinks.

It wasn't until Lu Qing got off the bus and walked into No. [-] Middle School the next day that he felt a little cold.

Because the school uniform jacket was left behind at the bar, casual clothes were not allowed in the school, so he could only wear a short-sleeved school uniform. The weather in October was getting colder, and the wind poured in from the open sleeves, making him shiver.

Lu Qing quickened his pace, wanting to return to the classroom quickly.

At the bend of the stairs, a figure also came down the stairs, and accidentally collided with him.

The voice of the girl rubbing and rubbing came: "Yes, I'm sorry, are you okay?"

Lu Qing raised his head, and the person he bumped into was Cheng Lili, a girl in his class. She was pretty and lively, and she was very popular. She sat in front of Lu Qing and often turned around to ask Lu Qing questions, although she was always warm and cold. Ass, but still enjoy it.

It is often rumored on campus that Cheng Lili likes him. Every time similar words are mentioned by the students around, Cheng Lili's face will always be blush.But Lu Qing always acted like he had nothing to do with himself, lying on the table, either sleeping or reading, without any change in the expression on his face.

Like an iceberg that never melts.

"It's okay." With just two words, Lu Qing didn't want to stay any longer, and immediately walked to the class.

Cheng Lili stuck out her tongue behind him and complained softly, "It's so indifferent."

Lu Qing ignored the complaints behind him, went straight to his seat, sat down, and took out the book from his schoolbag.

Wang Zhihao, who was sitting at the next table, saw that Lu Qing had sat down, and immediately came over, patted Lu Qing's textbook, and asked, "Lu Xueba is here, please lend me your homework. A few questions."

"Ah, ah, why are you asking Lu Qing to borrow your homework again? If he doesn't bother you, I'm bothered." Cheng Lili followed Lu Qing into the classroom, pointing at Wang Zhihao with her index finger.

"What's none of your business? I asked Lu Qing to borrow it but I didn't ask you to borrow it. Why, can you still take care of Lu Qing's homework?"

Cheng Lili's eyes changed, and her face was a little sweaty. She glanced in Lu Qing's direction, and saw that the boy's expression remained the same as before, and she felt a little frustrated.

"What are you talking about! What does Lu Qing's homework have to do with me?" She slammed her schoolbag on the table, turned around and sat down, and stopped talking.

Then Wang Zhihao turned his attention to Lu Qing again, staring at Lu Qing with two ghostly eyes, full of longing for Lu Qing's homework.

Lu Qing didn't speak. He put the homework he wrote yesterday on the table and didn't move.

Wang Zhihao immediately took it with understanding.

No. [-] Middle School is a key high school in City B, and the students there are not bad in their studies. Lu Qing's class is also a key class in a key high school. It can be said that all the students in the class are at the level of big bosses, but If you have to compare your height, there will always be Lu Qing's seat if you go higher.

He occupies the top three in the grade all the year round, and he is handsome, so it is hard not to be liked by others.

There are many little girls who want to hang around him, but because of his cold aura of "don't get close to strangers", the little girls are all ungrateful, and they only dare to look at him from a distance. I understand what is meant by "you can only watch from a distance, not play with it."

Occasionally, a more courageous girl wanted to take the initiative to attack, but without exception, she was blocked by Lu Bingshan's cold air.

This time, he saw another envelope in the desk, pink, with colored tape pasted around the edge.

Before he could fully react, Wang Zhihao stretched out his hand, pulled out the envelope, held it between his fingers, and waved it, jokingly said: "It's a love letter again, no, how many copies have you received this month? "

"give you."

"Hey!" Wang Zhihao was upset, "Don't throw the love letter at me as soon as you receive it! After all, this is written by a female classmate after thinking about it for a long time, and muster up the courage to write it. You don't even look at it, don't you? Never curious?"

Lu Qing paused, and replied, "Why don't you do a few more questions instead of having this time?"

like a statement.

Wang Zhihao was speechless, although it was absolute, but there seemed to be no problem, "Damn it, you are too heartless."

Lu Qing ignored him and turned to look out the window.

Wang Zhihao's intermittent voice sounded from behind: "Oh, I don't know which girl is blind again, and whoever I like is not like you, this ice cube...how come no one has written a love letter to me?"

Lu Qing turned his head and glanced at him, then turned back.

"Damn it! I can feel the deep disdain in your eyes!" Wang Zhihao jumped up, "Lu Qing, what do you mean? Why, you look down on me. Although I'm not as graceful as you, I am After all, it’s one of the cards in our class, right? Hey, don’t pretend you can’t hear me, do girls like you with the back-of-the-ear style? Do you want me to stay silent all day? It’s too embarrassing for me to go here..."

"You are noisy."

Wang Zhihao got stuck, and he came to his senses after a while, and said, "My uncle!" Then he thought, "Forget it, anyway, I'm used to it, you big ice cube that doesn't eat fireworks."

After speaking, regardless of whether Lu Qing responded or not, he just sat in his seat and waited for the teacher to start the class.

Lu Qing was still looking out of the window. The leaves of the tall and tall trees on the campus had turned slightly yellow. The cool breeze in early autumn blew across the treetops, bringing a few yellow leaves to fall.

What Wang Zhihao said just now, Lu Qing was noncommittal. He really didn't have any interest in the love letters sent by girls, and he wasn't interested in those hypocritical sentences filled with the sensitive thoughts of adolescent girls. In fact, he didn't have much interest in falling in love with girls. He has never felt the throbbing of young girls, nor does he want to feel it.

It's not so much indifference as it is a deliberate distance from others. He doesn't want to get too involved with his classmates. He lives in his own world and has his own plans, but in the plans, he doesn't involve emotional matters .

For the now 17-year-old Lu Qing, he just wants to study hard and have his own life as soon as possible.

Stay away from Lu Shilin who goes to the bar to get drunk as soon as he earns some money, and stay away from the home where the lights will never go back.

In the slow thoughts, a day's life kicked off. Lu Qing tidied up his head and sank into his studies.

When he walked out of the school gate, he saw an unexpected face.

The man was sitting on a very cool black motorcycle, holding a helmet in one hand and a school uniform jacket in the other.He was wearing a shirt, jeans, and leather boots.The scattered hair on both sides of the cheeks was blown by the wind.The whole person is bathed in the sunset in the evening, as if being crossed by a layer of Phnom Penh.

He kept looking towards the school gate, as if waiting for someone.

All together.

He thought Qi Ran was waiting for someone else, and was about to skip him and walk to the side, when the voice came from the front.

"Lu Qing."

Thankfully it's not a child.

Lu Qing's first reaction was actually this sentence.

Qi Ran leaned against the motorcycle and waved at him, but now Lu Qing couldn't pretend not to see it anymore, hesitated for a moment, and walked over with doubts.

Before he came to the front, the other party gave a ruffian smile and raised his chin at him: "Hey! You won't forget me so soon, will you?"

"...I haven't forgotten."

"Okay." Qi Ran bent slightly, approached Lu Qing, and continued: "Then tell me, who am I?"

Lu Qing squinted her eyes, wondering if this person had a bad memory, she had only met last night, how could she forget his name so quickly?

"Burning together."

Qi Ran was slightly stunned, pretending to be helpless, "Okay, I really don't want to call me Brother Ran."

Lu Qing ignored the other party's obviously teasing words, raised his head to look at the other party's big white teeth, and said slowly: "You, why are you..."

"Give you a school uniform, and take you to the bar to get a car by the way."

Seeing the boy pause for a moment, Qi Ran felt in a good mood, and handed him the school uniform jacket in his hand.

"It's quite cold in the evening, if I let the flowers of the motherland catch a cold, it won't work."

Lu Qing didn't answer, he was still in a dazed state, still looking at the corner of Qi Ran's upturned mouth, "I can go by myself."

"I know." Qi Ran passed the coat forward again, "Kids don't know how to put on clothes yet? Do you want my brother to help you?"

One sentence brought Lu Qing back to reality in an instant. He only felt a rush of heat on his forehead, and no matter what the reason was, Qi Ran insisted on coming to pick him up in person. He grabbed the school uniform from the other party's hand and put it on neatly.

Qi Ran watched his series of movements like running water without saying a word, then stuffed the helmet held in his other hand into his arms, turned sideways and sat on the motorcycle with his left foot, then pointed to the seat behind him , "Come up."

The boy in front of him blinked his eyes, then put his helmet on resignedly. After pondering for a long time, the helmet chain couldn't be fastened.

Qi Ran watched him fidget left and right but couldn't fasten the chain, and he felt a little helpless on his face, he sighed a little, stretched out his hand, put it on the young man's hand, and buckled the chain on.

Touching with both hands, just as Qi Ran thought, the touch feels slightly cool and delicate.

"Sure enough, he's a kid, he doesn't even know how to wear a helmet." He pretended to complain.

"Okay, come up"

Lu Qing didn't answer, waved his long legs and sat behind Qi Ran.

The place where they touched just now brought the heat of both palms together, which was a bit scalding.

"Sit down, I'm driving very fast, you better hold my waist."

"……Need not."

Qi Ran didn't remind again, and fastened his helmet tightly.

The motorcycle rushed out like an arrow off the string.