The world's most heartbreaking crush

October.In the golden autumn season, sweet-scented osmanthus trees bloom everywhere, and the fragrance permeates the whole Biancheng.

The red maple leaves and golden ginkgo leaves are mixed together, laying on the road, like a bright crayon drawing.

Bian Li sat on a small bench by the side of the road and ate rice rolls.

The pink and tender cooked shrimps are hidden between the white vermicelli. When you flick the chopsticks, it is a surprise.Vinegar and spicy are both added to the plate in large quantities.

He Feifei sat down, opposite Bian Li.

"How's your Sunday birthday?" she asked.

Bian Li took off one of the earphones, her pupils slightly widened, showing some confusion.

He Feifei repeated it again: "Isn't this Sunday your birthday? How do you plan to spend it?"

"Live as before." Bian Li twisted the white earphone cable and said softly.

I used to invite a few friends to a restaurant for a meal.

"Then... does Yu Yang know your birthday?" He Feifei asked.

"do not know."

"I thought you guys knew each other very well...then did you tell her?" He Feifei rubbed her forehead.

Bian Li shook her head, "I don't think it's necessary, she's too busy. She leaves every time after class."

"In other words, the two months of make-up classes are almost over, and you haven't made any progress?" He Feifei was surprised.

Bian Li was silent.After a while, he lowered his eyes, put his schoolbag on his back and stood up.

"Bike. Go to school."

The two just entered the classroom by stepping on the bell of the morning self-study.

As soon as she opened the stool and sat down, Bian Li lazily buried her head in the Chinese books.

He Feifei was reciting the book lazily, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Lao Li standing behind, staring at Bian Li's round head.

So he hurriedly raised the volume and stabbed Bian Li at the same time.

But no response.

"Bian Li." Lao Li put his hands behind his back, "I just praised you for a few days, but the old virtue committed a crime again? Didn't you endorse it seriously?"

Bian Li said, "I feel a little uncomfortable today."

"I don't think you look like this. That's all right, I don't bother to care about it. You can do whatever you want."

With that said, he walked out through the back door.

When get out of class was over, Bian Li still drew some messy patterns on the books—making Lao Li bald.

The boy in the front row backed the stool, turned his head, and asked hesitantly, "Bian Li, do you like Yu Yang?"

"How do you know?" Bian Li draws lines lazily without raising his eyes.

""Blue Harbor" will be watched by fans." The boy replied with a smile.

"Oh?" Bian Li glanced at him with a half-smile.

The boy laughed bitterly: "I heard that Yu Yang will come to our school to sing on New Year's Day."

Bian Li paused, drawing a long trace.

"Where did the news come from?"

"My dad is the director of the school. He organizes the New Year's Day gala every day. I mentioned it during dinner last night. He also said what's going on with the young people nowadays. How could they like Yu Yang? His acting skills are not good..."

The boy gesticulated and described it vividly. The long tube lights of the classroom were reflected on the mirror, and he was very excited.

Bian Li sat there very quietly, listening without saying a word.

He Feifei came back and slapped the boy on the back, "What are you talking about?"

She sat down carelessly, and glanced at Bian Lishu's cold expression from the corner of her eye, the brown deer eyes implied determination.

The fingertips holding the golden fountain pen had turned white.He Feifei was afraid that she would overthrow the boy who didn't know what to do in the next second, so she hurriedly interrupted the boy's words.

Bian Li's crow-like long eyelashes fanned out, casting a gray shadow: "Is it New Year's Day?"

"What song did you sing?"

"Maybe it's called Mercury?" The boy thought for a few seconds before confirming, "That should be the name."

"Thank you." Bian Li smiled at the boy.

The boy blushed and turned his head.

He Feifei sneered disdainfully.

After a while, someone shouted at the front door of the classroom: "Bian Li, someone is looking for you. Come out."

Outside the door stood the tall and thin Zheng Xiqiao, with the setting sun behind his back, his skin color was a bit dark.The sports student is not in his class, and Bian Li rarely interacts with him.

He was wearing a red jersey, his forehead was drenched, and he was holding a basketball in his arms. His chic appearance attracted the attention of many girls in the corridor.

"Bian Li. I heard it's your birthday this Sunday?" Zheng Xiqiao had a hearty smile on his face.

Bian Li nodded, leaning back lazily against the wall, not even bothering to look up.

Zheng Xiqiao took out a box of chocolates from behind, "For you, a birthday present." Then asked, "Where did you spend your birthday?"

Placing her hands behind her back, Bian Li laughed out loud when she heard the words, her voice was soft and pleasant, which made Zheng Xiqiao's eyes darken slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Take it." He forced the chocolate into Bian Li's arms.

"No need." Bian Li said, "It's not my birthday."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to go back to the classroom.

But Zheng Xiqiao forcibly pulled his arm, and the boy's low-pitched laughter exploded behind him.

"Bian Li, what are you pretending to be? You spilled water on my clothes on purpose before, spoiling my relationship, and provoking me on purpose."

"Now, what are you pretending to be innocent?"

Bian Li blinked in confusion, and belatedly remembered a time when he slipped while receiving hot water in the water room. Fortunately, his arms were propped on the wall and he didn't fall to the ground, but the scalding water in the cup spilled a piece of water. full of people.

That person is Zheng Xiqiao?

"I've apologized." Bian Li knocked off Zheng Xiqiao's hand.

"Where is that enough?" He put the box of chocolates on the window sill casually, stroked his hair, and the sweat almost splashed on Bian Li's face.

Bian Li took a big step back in disgust, leaned against the door frame, looked at Zheng Xiqiao with a cold face: "Oh, you mean you and your girlfriend broke up later? Isn't that because you cheated on me? Why do you blame me?" On my head? I have suffered rumors for more than a month for no reason. I also ask you not to bother me."

The accident in the water room was at the end of the second semester of high school, and Zheng Xiqiao was in love with a certain girlfriend at the time.All day long in public places like the water room, you are not shy about flirting with each other.The splashing of Bian Lishui attracted his attention, and he added WeChat at that time.Apologize.

Later, Zheng Xiqiao often sent some unclear words, and Bian Li directly blocked him.

Screenshots of those chat records were somehow found, and they were spread wildly throughout the second year of high school, saying that Bian Li was a junior and seduced her boyfriend.

It is estimated that Zheng Xiqiao's girlfriend did it.

Vulgar insults towards Bian Li were also posted on the school bulletin board.Tear it up and there will be a new one.

Bian Li felt that the girl should really thank her for helping her recognize the true face of the scumbag, besides, Zheng Xiqiao had been posting those chat records all the time, and she hadn't paid any attention to him at all.

Since then, Bian Li has never had a good face towards Zheng Xiqiao, wishing he could beat him up.

—He was so disgusting, so rotten.When Bian Li was subjected to all kinds of humiliation, he didn't appear to explain, but now that the limelight has passed, he just put on a shy face and pretended that nothing happened before.

"Don't force me to beat you." Bian Li stared straight at Zheng Xiqiao, with deep disgust in his eyes.

After all, he turned around and wanted to go back to the classroom.

"Wait—" Zheng Xiqiao said again, "Bian Li, I have a set of "Ming Luan", don't you want it?"

"Ming Luan" is the costume drama that Yu Yang starred in in the early years, and it has never been released.

Who knows what this man is thinking?

Bian Li's eyes darkened, and he went back to class without saying a word.

——And Zheng Xiqiao, what is there to talk about?

He Feifei leaned over and asked, "He's looking for you again? Do you want me to beat him up for you?"

"Okay, I will act after school in the afternoon. Take the disc and take it as my spiritual compensation." Bian Li said lightly.

"Huh? What disc?"

"He has a set of "Ming Luan", but I can't buy it even if I want to, and I don't know if this person is cheating." Bian Li put her thumb on the corner of her lips and smiled heartily.

She didn't explain to He Feifei that "Ming Luan" would not be released because she didn't want to make people worry too much.

In fact, He Feifei has long disliked Zheng Xiqiao. She tried to beat up people many times before, but was stopped by Bian Li. However, what Zheng Xiqiao said today really made Bian Li sick.Only then did he make up his mind.

"Whether it's true or not, I'll just beat you up and avenge you. I never had a chance during the summer vacation, but today it's delivered to my door instead." He Feifei sneered.

"Basketball training in the afternoon. Let's go to the gym to block him." Bian Li rubbed his chin.

He Feifei immediately sent a text message to Zheng Xiqiao:

[After school, see you in the equipment room of the gymnasium at 17:40.Bian Li wants to talk to you. ]

Zheng Xiqiao smiled playfully, he was bound to win Bian Li: How proud do you think he is?She pretended to be innocent.Oh, not the same as those women?

Get through two boring physics and chemistry classes in the afternoon.

As soon as the last bell rang, Bian Li put her schoolbag on her back, took He Feifei's arm and rushed out from the back of the classroom.

While running, Bian Li raised his wrist and looked at his watch: [17:32]

The school bell rings at 05:30.And Zheng Xiqiao is a sports student, and usually finishes training at six o'clock.

Bian Li squatted in the equipment room, and He Feifei went to buy a dozen Cokes to drag the others in the name of "giving coolness".

This plan was proposed by Bian Li, but He Feifei refused in every possible way, thinking that it would not be wasted to spend all her energy on beating people.

But Bian Li pointed out that those people must be stopped by someone, and if something happens, the two can prove their alibi to each other.

So He Feifei agreed due to the situation.

Zheng Xiqiao finished training early and came to the equipment room.

As soon as he entered the door, he was covered by a black sack, followed by a severe beating on the head and face.

The hard baseball bat hit the flesh with a dull sound, Bian Li blew on his sweaty forehead hair, and put the stick on the ground to pant.

Zheng Xiqiao was quite stubborn, panting and shouting: "Fuck! Who are you? Did I provoke you? If you have the guts to keep fighting! I'm afraid of you!"

Bian Li's reddened eyes showed a fierce color, her hair stuck to her face, her eyes were dark and prey, her hand holding the stick was tightly tightened, and she slammed hard at the opponent's arched back.

"How many people have you offended?"

The sound of the sap was mixed with hostile questions, Bian Li recalled the nightmare in his sophomore year in high school, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he hit him on the neck with a stick, causing the scum to lie down like a dead dog.

She bypassed the big lump of flesh lying on the ground, went to look through Zheng Xiqiao's schoolbag, trying to smash the man's phone.

——A lot of news came from there, Bian Li frowned.

The sporadic and rustling sound of rummaging awakened Zheng Xiqiao.

He tore off the black sack: "Wait until I find someone to take you—Bian Li! Is it you?"

Bian Li didn't find the mobile phone in his schoolbag, but this cry surprised her a bit, and swung the baseball bat back.

It happened to hit Zheng Xiqiao's thigh.

"Fuck! You fucking! I won't kill you—"

Zheng Xiqiao clutched his legs and fell to his knees with a plop.

Bian Li threw away the baseball bat and ran out the door, pulled He Feifei who was chatting with other people outside, and whispered, "Let's go." Her voice was hoarse.

He Feifei was pulled, and turned to say goodbye to the group of people with a smile.

After walking for a while, the two stopped, sat on the bench and took a deep breath.

"What's wrong?" He Feifei asked.

"Being stupid by me." Bian Li replied with a weary look.

Seeing Zheng Xiqiao's face made her feel sick with stomach acid.

After the incident in the second year of high school, she was like a duckweed with its roots submerged in silty water, with no attachments, and rotten sludge stuck to her whole body.

He Feifei didn't notice Bian Li's strange color, so she gave her a thumbs up and laughed wildly: "Okay, Bian Li! It's ok! You are a cow!"

"Will we be invited as parents?" Bian Li pinched his knuckles coldly.

"No, how come? Zheng Xiqiao saw your face?"

"Hmm..." Bian Li paused, and then said, "I really should hit him a few more times."

"What did he say? Shit!" He Feifei cursed and stood up.

Bian Li held her back: "Why are you going?"

"Beat him again!"

"Sit down. A scum like him is not worth the greater price we have to pay." Bian Li touched his sweaty bangs and said helplessly, "Let's think about how to explain to the family."

He Feifei sat down and slumped her back in frustration: "I'm fine, it's mainly you. Can someone from your family come?"

Bian Li remained silent.

He Feifei thought about it for a while, and said, "Ask Yu Yang for help!"

Bian Li didn't understand, so she let out a "hmm" and her tone rose.

He Feifei explained: "Let Yu Yang hold the parents' meeting for Bian Chi."

"..."

The dim light from the ceiling against the shadowy creepers sprinkled on the floating curtains.Mottled and intertwined, there is a moving beauty.

Halfway through her homework, she spread it out on the table, but Bian Li didn't want to write any more. She lay on the bed covered with blue sheets, nervously clicking on and off WeChat repeatedly.

It's eleven o'clock, and I don't know if Yu Yang has fallen asleep.

His fingers kept wandering on the screen, but he didn't dare to open the window.

When was the last contact?

Bian Li couldn't remember.

Have you ever asked Yu Yang, can we still keep in touch after the two-month make-up classes are over?

What did Yu Yang reply at that time?Bian Li rested her head on her folded arms, thinking.

forget.

Bian Li bit her lower lip, and finally sent Yu Yang a WeChat message:

[Sister, can you do me a favor? ]

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