After the rain

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The way he cleans up people is to push Shen Yan on the sofa to tickle, and while scratching, he asks, "Do you dare? Huh? Dare you?"

Shen Yan laughed out of tears, grabbed his arm and begged for mercy: "Don't dare, I dare not, hahahahahaha..."

Song Qikun triumphantly said, "Fight with me."

"I was wrong." Shen Yan's breath was unsteady, and his face was a little red.

His clothes became messy and wrinkled during the struggle and avoidance, the neckline was slanted to reveal half of the shoulders, the joints were prominent, and the collarbone fossa was deeply sunken, filled with crescent-shaped shadows.

Song Qikun suddenly felt his mouth dry, his Adam's apple slipped, and he leaned over to kiss him without hesitation.

Shen Yan blinked, climbed his hands to his shoulders, and opened his lips obediently.

Outside the window is a long-lost sunny day, the sky is pure and flawless, with occasional birds flying by, the steep spring breeze flaps the curtains, and the brightly colored orange cat rolls in the sun.

After they kissed, they hugged each other and chatted casually. Song Qikun found that there was a small mole on Shen Yan's right earlobe, dotted on the cold white skin, and looked a little sexy at close range.

He was admiring it vigorously when he heard Shen Yan say: "I want to ask you something."

"what?"

Shen Yan showed him a photo from the phone album: "Do you know this person?"

The boy in the photo is standing at the entrance of the small supermarket and eating bread. The other people in the photo are all wearing mosaics. Song Qikun took a look, "Fang You, the discipline committee member of our class, why do you ask him?"

"How is your relationship?"

"It's not good, he's not easy to get along with."

Shen Yan stared at the photo coldly: "I heard him speak ill of you."

Never expecting this kind of development, Song Qikun was stunned for a moment, and seeing his extraordinarily serious expression, he was overjoyed and asked with great interest: "What did he say about me?"

"Hard words."

"So you took pictures of people and then came to report to me?"

"Can't you?" Shen Yan frowned.

"Yes! Of course!" Song Qikun nodded with a suppressed smile, and said seriously: "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that he would speak ill of me behind my back. This kind of person must not be close friends. I will have to be with him in the future." keep distance."

Shen Yan deleted the photo casually, and gave a "huh" in approval.

Song Qikun pursed his lips tightly and couldn't hold back after holding back for a long time. He buried his face in his neck and let out a muffled laugh.

Shen Yan felt baffled: "What are you laughing at?"

"No." Song Qikun hugged him even tighter while laughing, "Just happy."

Shen Yan couldn't understand his brain circuit, and waited silently for him to finish laughing, and proposed to take milk tea for a walk outside, and also planned to let him meet Pearl, but Liu Xinrong couldn't be contacted.

"She may be at school without a mobile phone." Song Qikun guessed.

Liu Xinrong's grades in the start-of-term exams were also not satisfactory, her ranking and scores dropped significantly compared to the end of last semester, and she felt that she had been in a state of extreme anxiety these two days.Song Qikun also heard her complain yesterday that she had to go to an off-campus cram school for an hour and a half after the evening self-study, which was extremely stressful.

Shen Yan didn't know this, nodded and said: "Then find her another day, we will take milk tea and wander around in the community."

"it is good."

The two put on one black and one white couple-style baseball caps and went out to walk the cat. They followed the furry child slowly all the way, and when they passed the south gate, they went to the short street outside, carrying a bag of snacks and snacks Sit in the nearby gazebo, eat and drink enough and even save dinner.

The light was so good, Shen Yan took a lot of photos of Song Qikun with great interest, some of them were candid shots or snapshots, the effect of the shots was really unflattering, but he was reluctant to delete any of them.

After seeing it, Song Qikun couldn't laugh or cry and said, "You have saved so many ugly photos of me, you must not lose your mobile phone."

Shen Yan: "I won't lose it."

The process of the flag-raising ceremony at the opening of the school year is relatively cumbersome. It takes a long time for the school leaders at all levels to speak, and the commendation and awarding of outstanding students can make people feel sleepy.

Song Qikun's incident has been widely known in the school. In order to avoid the ironic scene of notifying him of cheating in the exam after awarding him the first prize of total score, the Academic Affairs Office decided to change the award score to the previous one. The entrance exam just ended.

Song Qikun didn't have any objections, he would not lose a piece of meat if he missed an award, but he was a little regretful - he couldn't be on stage with Shen Yan to receive the award.

At the beginning, he said so confidently that he would stand beside him, but now he can only wait for the disciplinary announcement in the audience. It really is unpredictable.

Song Qikun took a deep breath secretly, and looked up at the flag raising platform when he heard Shen Yan's name, thinking that the little clingy man would definitely look for him in the class team, so he was ready to smile.

But Shen Yan didn't show up for a long time. The other students whose names were called all went up, but he was the only one who was nowhere to be seen.

"Student Shen Yan from Class One (17) of High School, please come to the stage to receive the award." The host repeated the call several times, turned his gaze to Class One (17) of High School, and asked, "Is Student Shen Yan not here? Is he asking for leave?" ?”

Song Ye, who couldn't find anyone after asking around, had a headache. He walked quickly from the end of the class to the flag raising platform, and explained, "He asked for leave. I'm his head teacher. Let me take it for him."

The host nodded: "OK."

Song Qikun and Shen Yan's class were separated by a sea of ​​people. He stood on tiptoe and looked around for a long time, but he couldn't even determine the exact location, so he had no choice but to give up, thinking that he would ask what happened later.

After the awards were presented, there was a disciplinary notification session. Besides Song Qikun, several other freshman students also violated the school discipline and rules. There were quite a variety of mistakes, such as falling in love, hiding mobile phones, using illegal electrical appliances, playing cards in the dormitory, and using stickers. Blocking the cameras in the classroom and stealing snacks during class...

Remember the big one-stop.

"...cough!" The director of the Moral Education Department cleared his throat, suppressed the laughter from below, removed a page and continued reading: "On February 2, Tuesday, Song Qikun from Class 23, Grade [-], in the Comprehensive Examination— —”

"Teacher! Teacher!!! Someone died! Someone died!"

A heart-piercing roar suddenly exploded in the air, interrupting his words, resounding around and reverberating echoes, creepy.

Everyone looked around in confusion and panic, and saw a boy with a pale face trying to climb up the wall on the balcony on one side of the fourth floor of the administrative building. What a scourge.

But there was no scourge, only a gloomy lame boy approached slowly, grabbed his hair and dragged him away from the balcony.

The boy hissed in pain and shriek: "Help! Help me..."

Song Qikun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately ran to the administrative building, followed by the quick-response teacher and some boys with well-developed motor skills.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

"Did someone fight?"

"Fuck, is that Yang Zhiyi?!"

The students chatted in a hurry, and the scene was a bit chaotic for a while. The director of the Moral Education Department tried to maintain order to no avail, then handed the microphone to the host, left a hurried sentence of "I'm in trouble", and then ran away.

Here Song Qikun rushed to the fourth floor and saw that Shen Yan was dragging the trembling and sobbing boy into the bathroom. When he let go, he seemed to have kicked hard, and only heard the muffled sound of flesh touching the ground and the boy's pain. call.

"Baby!" Song Qikun's heartbeat was so fast that it almost burst, he ran over to pull his arm without stopping, and said out of breath, "Calm down! Don't be too impulsive! You..."

Song Qikun suddenly stopped talking, because he saw another person curled up on the bathroom floor, his school uniform was messy and his hair was wet, there was a bloody gash on his forehead, the blood flow covered most of his face, his breathing was weak.

It's Fang You.

The sound of chaotic footsteps was approaching, and a group of people rushed over here, aggressively as if they were going to attack the wicked, Song Qikun didn't have time to think, and quickly pulled Shen Yan back to the side, staggered positions to protect the people behind him.

"Don't be afraid." He couldn't even catch his breath.

Everyone was startled when they saw the scene in the sanitation room. The situation was urgent and there was no time to investigate the cause. The vice-principal quickly stepped forward to check on the condition of the two injured students. Yang Zhiyi was still conscious and able to answer his questions. Apart from some bruises and abrasions, the most serious injury was a broken right hand.

The vice principal calmly directed the audience.

"Teacher Hu, please call 120 first aid."

"Two boys come to help, hurry and send him to the hospital first! Be careful, his right hand is broken! His knee is injured, don't hold it up, just carry it on your back! Teacher Zhang, follow him."

"Don't move that one! When the ambulance comes, I'm not sure where he was injured. Who will go to the school infirmary to call Dr. Huang over? We have to find a way to stop his bleeding first!"

"Teacher, I'll go!"

"Run faster!"

The vice-principal didn't dare to disturb Fang You casually, so he talked to him loudly, and immediately felt his pulse and listened to his heartbeat if he didn't get a response, to make sure he was still alive.

At this time, the director of the Moral Education Department finally dragged his obese body up to the fourth floor, panting through the crowd and walked to the front, his eyes fell on Fang You, his eyes were split open in an instant, and he asked angrily, "Who the hell is that?" Beat my son like this?!"

Few people in the school knew that the son of Fang Zhengyang, the director of the moral education department, was a sophomore in the school, so when he said this, many people present were stunned.

Fang Zhengyang's chest heaved violently, like a raging bull, and the fat on his face trembled with anger.His fierce eyes quickly locked on the boy behind Song Qikun, without saying a word, he took a few steps forward, pushed Song Qikun away very rudely, and raised his hand to slap Shen Yan.

This series of actions is too fast, Song