about i love you

In the summer of [-], I had just entered the third year of junior high school, and the sun was so hot that it seemed to burn my skin.

"Damn it, if you don't let us go home on Saturday, you're just a third year in middle school, not a third year in high school."

Liu Siqi yelled from behind, sweat fell on the table with a thud, it was so disgusting.The teacher didn't know which corner he went to cool off, so I stood up, opened the door and went out.

The people in the class are not surprised, and they do their own things.

I pushed open the back door and went out. There were stars in the sky. I took a cigarette from my pocket and went to the alley where I usually go. After searching for a long time, I couldn’t find a lighter. I leaned against the wall and didn’t want to move. Bad luck.

The smell of the toilet is coming from next to it. The nose of the person who smoked it hurts. The person who built this school is probably sick. The restaurant is next to the toilet. I don’t know if it smells like rice or something when I eat. I ate here It's been two years, and to be honest, I admire myself.

A beam of light hit my face, and I closed my eyes subconsciously. Damn, it can't be a political religion, right?Those whores are willing to leave the air-conditioned room?

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Wen Mengliang standing opposite me, holding a lighter I didn't know where to find in his hand, and handing it to me, I squinted at him, and moved forward with a cigarette in his mouth. After a while, he understood what I meant, snapped on the lighter, and lit a cigarette for me.

"It's another week?"

I asked him, he stared at me blankly, didn't say anything, damn it, I forgot, this guy is a deaf-mute cripple, how could he understand me.I closed my mouth and concentrated on smoking my cigarette. There was nothing in the narrow alley. He stood there like bean sprouts and watched me smoking, frowning, not used to the taste.

Hey, I'm weird, if you don't like it, get out of the way, keep coming to me, really don't know if you're annoying or not?

"Who's there? Come out!"

Damn it, what did you say? As soon as Bald Liu's voice sounded, I quickly extinguished the cigarette, rushed to Wen Mengliang in a squatting position, and rushed over.

I have done this posture many times. At that time, I wrote it out for him specially for this matter. Being disabled is troublesome. I have to do this as a favor. I smacked my lips and hid in the innermost corner of the alley. Here, as long as Liu Guangtou sees Wen Mengliang standing there, he won't say much, as long as he doesn't walk in, he will definitely not see me.

There was a rustling sound, the place was overgrown with weeds, and the smell was terrible, I nestled in the corner and looked at the sky, and suddenly remembered, fuck, I forgot to take the lighter in Wen Mengliang’s hand, here I come .

"It's Meng Liang."

Liu Guangtou's voice sounded, neither salty nor bland, there are not many people in this school who like to hear about Meng Liang, so I treat him better, others look at him like an ant, thanks to him listening No foul language.

After a while, Liu Guangtou's voice suddenly exploded, and Wen Mengliang's struggling voice could still be heard. Liu Guangtou yelled, "You didn't learn well at a young age, and you actually smoked like them. See if I don't tell your mother, you are so young! ..."

The voice lowered again, I was a little gloating, Wen Mengliang couldn't hear it, you scolded so loudly for ghosts to hear?He licked the corners of his lips, thinking that Bean Sprouts might look dazed and flustered, and he wanted to laugh.

To be honest, it was really fun for his classmates to bully him. His forbearance expression when he was bullied was particularly enjoyable. Last year, Liu Siqi didn’t know why he didn’t like him, so he found someone to beat him up. That was cool. , I have nothing to say.

I put it here and thought about it, and the voices outside gradually faded away.Hearing the sound of dragging, it should be Liu Guangtou who dragged Wen Mengliang away to meet our head teacher, so wouldn't it be better to go back to the classroom now?

I thought it was all right, so I opened the front door specially. Unexpectedly, Master Sun was not there, but Baldy Liu was standing on the podium, still giving lectures. When I came, he was saying, "I see that you are Wang Zi, Laugh, what are you laughing at, I’m talking about forgetting, forgetting!”

In order to express his powerful feelings, he also deliberately turned around to write his forget on the blackboard. This time, he saw me pushing the door and entering.

What a fucking bullshit.

"Where have you been?"

Liu Siqi gave me a thumbs up at the bottom, expressing my courage.

I lowered my head and said obediently, "My stomach hurts, I'm going to the bathroom."

Fuck!He even ran to me and sniffed it, are you a dog? !

After smelling it, he probably found that I did have a natural smell from the toilet. He waved his hand and asked me to sit back.

I continued to lower my eyebrows and be pleasing to the eye, but I scolded him ten thousand times in my heart. If I don't talk about your love properly, why do I care?Older leftover men are not ashamed, you?

Liu Guangtou is a director of the school. There are many directors in the school. I don’t know what he is in charge of. He is in his 30s and still unmarried. A new teacher came at the beginning of last year. Girl, she doesn't look very good, Liu Guangtou is an old cow who eats young grass, chasing after her, I don't know, did she succeed?

Staggering to his seat, looking at the blank study materials on his desk, he said to his deskmate Ge Hua, "Copy it for me."

He didn't look at me, and said directly, "I haven't finished writing."

Damn, I hate this kind of people who study so much that they are supercilious. I picked up the pen and made a small sample. Let's see if I will finish writing before you in a while.

My grades in middle school have been good for three years. In the second year of junior high school, I was the representative of the English class. In the third year of junior high school, the two classes merged into one class and became the representative of the mathematics class. I have to collect my homework, and it annoys me to death every day. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be smoking to relieve my boredom.

Thinking of this, I remembered the last time I went out all night with Liu Siqi and the others. I drank a bottle of wine and didn't get drunk.

The pen kept writing and drawing on the notebook, and within a short while, I wrote three pages. Ge Hua peeked over, and I covered the notebook with my hand, "Small boy, let's see if the uncle doesn't torture you to death."

When I was writing the fifth page, someone poked me on the back. This signal is normal. It’s probably because someone handed me a small note. The ugly sister sitting behind has already quarreled with me several times because of this matter. This time, there is no way, who said that the uncle is popular?

Opening the note, Liu Siqi's usual flamboyant words rushed into his eyes, it was really fucking polluted.

He said: Hey, have you had a good time yet?I don't have any here, I will give two after class, and the brothers will smoke later.

I ignored him, anyway, he would ask me for it after class, so it was unnecessary.

The living expenses in the third year of junior high school are not much. We are growing up now, and we will always be hungry. No matter how enjoyable smoking is, it is something outside the body. We can’t pay for it ourselves. We buy it together. One box a week, and we will not be addicted. .

No matter what I do, I will have a degree. To put it narcissistically, I think I am quite smart.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Liu Siqi rushed over in one stride. I lazily took out the cigarette case from my pocket and gave it to him. He put it in his pocket and walked away like a thief.

I miss Wen Mengliang a little bit.

He was not welcome in their house, and Baldy Liu informed him that he smoked, so it wouldn't be a problem, would it?He is only my friend, I don't care about him, who cares about him.

I don't mean to see a joke.

Wen Mengliang is the son of Mrs. Sun. He has a room of his own in the student dormitory building. Sometimes when I have nothing to do, I will go in and rest when no one is looking. He gave me the key.

There are only 10 minutes to finish class, and with the attitude of making a quick decision, I quickly touched it.At this time, the students were all in class, and there were no people in the teaching building or the dormitory building. Only his room was lit, and he could tell at a glance.

He couldn't hear the knock on the door, so I just opened the door and went in.

Unexpectedly, he was changing clothes. When he saw me coming in, he backed away in a panic.Still want to hold something in the way.

Damn, it's no wonder so many people hate him, he's really a sissy, he's a big man, so why not be afraid of him.

I pulled up the chair and sat down. Seeing him like this, there should be nothing wrong.

He put on his trousers, walked over tremblingly, took out his little notebook, and wrote.

He said: Why are you here?

Me: Didn't Baldy Liu tell your mother just now?

The panic flashed in his eyes after reading what I wrote, and he picked up the pen again.

Him: No, my mother didn't come to see me.

Hey, Baldy Liu is not a good person, he probably told Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Sun doesn't want to care about this useless son, just like Liu Siqi, cowardly.

Looking at him like that, there is not much hair on his head, his face is yellow and sallow, and he is not tall, but I haven't compared him with him, and I don't know what it is, anyway, I just don't like seeing him like this.The eyes are still small, with single eyelids, and the smile is so ugly.

I curled my lips and took a look in his mirror. My appearance is really a blessing to the public.

Returning the notebook to him, I opened the door and walked out.

The wind blows on the face, which makes it a little bit cooler.The living conditions in the dormitory are very poor now. Several beds are placed next to each other, which makes me extremely hot. Moreover, the electric fan is not on top of my head. When the time comes, it will be crowded with people. Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Wen Mengliang was in a special school from Monday to Friday before. If I didn’t come back, I would sneak into that room while they weren’t paying attention. There was also a big electric fan, and I was still alone, which was great.

Now that Wen Mengliang is back, I'm still a little bit tangled in my heart, what the hell, what if Chen Bo is seen by him, why don't I throw someone to death?

There was no such thing in the second year of junior high school. We were crowded together in summer and winter. I was afraid that others would see me getting close to him and isolate me, so I didn’t tell others. Having grown so much, I am very worried about my future.

All the way back to my seat, the bell just rang for the end of get out of class, Ge Hua glanced at me, and started to write his homework again.

This guy is too much to beat, no, let Liu Siqi beat him up next week!

The cigarette case is still in the drawer, and there is a piece of chewing gum beside it. After they finish smoking, they are worried about the taste in their mouths, so they have to get a piece of gum to chew, cut it, if it is not for fear that the smell in their mouth just now will be called Baldy Liu That dog's nose smelled it, so I don't want to lower my eyebrows with him.

The author has something to say: o(╯□╰)o, crying loudly,,, hey, the tone is quite torturous.Just wait and see.

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