Did you get rid of the scumbag Bai Yueguang today [Rebirth]

pain.

This was Xiang Lin's first thought.

It hurts more than when I was stabbed with a knife. It hurts so much that I am about to die.This was Xiang Lin's second thought.

After enduring it for a while, the pain gradually subsided, Xiang Lin rubbed his dizzy and heavy head, and barely opened his eyes.

It was a long, narrow room, not exactly small, but a bit shabby.A few rays of sunlight came in through the gaps in the curtains, and Xiang Lin took advantage of the faint light to see that there was no one else in the room. Instead, there was a large screen hanging in the middle of the wall, and a glass coffee table was placed in front of the screen, which was quite The style of the 90s of the last century.

"That bastard Jiang Mingyu, where did you throw me?" Xiang Lin whispered.

After finishing speaking, he realized that Jiang Mingyu was probably protecting Jian Su wholeheartedly, and couldn't care about himself at all.

Thinking of the word Jian Su, Xiang Lin couldn't tell what it was like.

At that time, I just wanted to rush to protect Jiang Mingyu, but seeing Jiang Mingyu's reaction... His head hurt again, and a picture of Jiang Mingyu protecting Jian Su appeared in front of Xiang Lin's eyes. What happened next?What happened afterwards?What happened at the scene?Are you hurt?Why did you come here?

His head hurt more and more, Xiang Lin shook his head and temporarily gave up the memory.He leaned on the arm of the sofa and sat up. Just as his feet were about to hit the ground, there was a scream from the ground.

"Linzi, where are you stepping on?!" Wei Nan's voice was comparable to that of a butcher, and there was a bit of male duck voice unique to teenagers in his soul-stirring voice.

Xiang Lin was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously withdrew his feet: "I didn't step on it."

"It's a good thing you didn't step on it. If you step on Xiao Nannan firmly, I will have no children or grandchildren?" Wei Nan got up from the ground.

He patted his clothes and grieved at the empty room: "Damn it, those bastards Fengzi and Ningzi threw us here and ran away?"

After Wei Nan spoke, Xiang Lin always felt that something was wrong.Hearing the names Fengzi and Ningzi now, Xiang Lin became even more aware that something was wrong: "Who are you talking about?"

"Feng Zi, Ning Zi." Wei Nan said as he walked towards the window, "Li Feng and Ning Zhou, the four of us came to ktv to sing yesterday, did you forget? You have completely broken this piece."

Li Feng and Ning Zhou are the two buddies of Xianglin High School, and the other buddy is Wei Nan in front of him.At that time, the relationship between the four of them was so good that they wished they could have a four-year marriage in Xingyuan. Later, because the university was not in the same city, and Xiang Lin was repeating his third year of high school, the four of them drifted farther and farther.

The last time Xiang Lin heard about the two was half a year ago.It is said that the machinery leasing business of Li Feng's family is getting bigger and bigger, and they are already planning to acquire a certain domestic car brand, while Ning Zhou's family has turned from Baogong to a real estate developer.

"The two of them..." Xiang Lin licked the corner of his mouth and asked tentatively, "Why did the two of them come yesterday?"

Wei Nan's hand pulling the curtain stopped: "Isn't it? Brother Lin, you've saved the game. Who dares not come if you play the game? You even forgot this?"

Xiang Lin perfunctory: "Ah, I remembered."

"I was scared to death. I thought you didn't want to pay the bill." Wei Nan heaved a sigh of relief and opened the curtains with a snap.

As the curtains are drawn, the dazzling sunlight shines in through the light green glass windows, adding a touch of dreaminess to the room.Although he had already made a plan in his heart, when he really saw Wei Nan's appearance clearly, Xiang Lin was still breathless: "What's wrong with your face..."

"What, what's the matter?" Wei Nan touched his face and looked for mirrors everywhere.Looking at the appearance in the mirror, Wei Nan didn't notice any problems: "Isn't this pretty good? I was taken aback. I thought I lost my appearance by drinking too much last night."

Xiang Lin rubbed his eyes and said the whole thing: "Why is your face so tender?"

It's not just tender, it's actually shrunk a circle, whether it's the head or the face.

Two days before boarding the plane, Xiang Lin met Wei Nan. At that time, Wei Nan's beer belly was about to grow out, his face was full of flesh, and he was rubbing his chicken coop hair and lamenting that Tiantian was looking for a boyfriend.

"Tender?" Wei Nan pinched his face to look at it, "Maybe it's tender? I went shopping with Tiantian and the others a few days ago, and I also bought two bottles of that cream."

"Body lotion and face cream." Xiang Lin said while secretly pinching himself.The pain roared along the nerves, and he shivered from the pain.

Wei Nan was amused: "I've heard of people getting drunk and going crazy. This is the first time I've seen a drunk self-mutilation. But don't tell me, it's not the same to be handsome. Self-mutilation is even more pretentious. .”

"Self-mutilation." Xiang Lin rolled his eyes.

The pain in his body continued, and he was a little dizzy in front of his eyes. The scene of Jiang Mingyu protecting Su Jian was still vivid in his memory, and the genuine 90s-style decoration in front of him couldn't fool anyone.

This is back in time?what happened?What happened after passing out?Xiang Lin tried hard to remember, but he could only remember the hatred and annoyance in Jiang Mingyu's eyes.

Having been secretly in love for seven years, Xiang Lin has always believed that not being rejected is acquiescing.

Who knew, when he rushed to pierce the paper on the window, he revealed a shocking truth.However, taking a ten thousand step back, even if you are self-indulgent for seven years, even if those sacrifices are self-inflicted, even if Jiang Mingyu has a white moonlight in his heart, the seven years of getting along day and night will still be there... But who knows, these seven years have been in Jiang Mingyu's life. In the eyes, only hatred and boredom remain?

Pressing his temples, Xiang Lin slowly sat back on the sofa.

Seeing Xiang Lin's expression, Wei Nan changed his face in fright: "Damn it? What's wrong with you, Linzi?"

Xiang Lin waved his hand and was about to say something when the phone rang suddenly.He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar flip Motorola, Xiang Lin felt unreal.

The alarm clock kept ringing, Xiang Lin came back to his senses, and frantically turned off the alarm clock.

"Are you still leaving?" Wei Nan asked.

"Where are you going?" Xiang Lin's voice became hoarse.

"Go home to make up lessons." Wei Nan observed Xiang Lin's face, and asked tentatively, "Is this really broken? You don't even remember Jiang Mingyu's make up lessons?"

Xiang Lin didn't speak.

"Jiang Mingyu, Jiang Xueba, make up lessons." Wei Nan raised his voice, "Did you forget such an important thing?"

Xiang Lin had an impression of Jiang Mingyu being his own tutor.

It was all about the third year of high school. After getting along with him in the second year of high school, Xiang Lin felt that he was already familiar with Jiang Mingyu. Seeing Jiang Mingyu running around every day to make money, Xiang Lin felt very distressed. After thinking hard, he came up with this supplementary lesson plan .

Hearing that the son of a scumbag wanted to make up lessons, Xiang Lin's parents naturally strongly supported him. They also heard that the one who came to make up lessons was the number one in the school and the number one in the province in the senior high school entrance examination that year. .

Back then, they clearly thought that Jiang Mingyu was too good to be true, and anyone who found him would smoke from the ancestral grave.Who would have thought that when they came out two years later and heard that the other party was Jiang Mingyu, they would object so fiercely?It was even so intense that they broke off contact for a whole year—if the younger sister hadn't persuaded Feifei from both sides, it might have lasted more than a year.

Wei Nan was still muttering: "Work hard for love, work hard for love, Linzi, you are my idol, idol, you should hurry back, don't..."

The word "Don't" and the alarm clock rang together.

Xiang Lin showed doubts.

Wei Nan sighed: "Don't wait for all the alarm clocks to go off. You set ten alarm clocks in a row for fear of missing make-up lessons yesterday."

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The alarm clock rang—Jiang Mingyu opened his eyes as the bell rang.

His last memory was still fixed on Xiang Lin's face, that face was no different from usual, except that there were a few red blood drops at the corners of his eyes, like red plums just about to bloom.

Screams echoed in his mind one after another, and the alarm clock rang in his ears. Jiang Mingyu squeezed his neck and looked at the alarm clock.

This alarm clock is too broken.

The big red shell has peeled off the paint, and only one of the two bells remains.At this moment, it was lying next to the pillow, tenaciously hitting the remaining bell hammer with the rusty hammer, which seemed to be lingering on its last breath.

Looking away from the alarm clock, Jiang Mingyu looked around and narrowed his eyes suddenly.

It's a very small room.In addition to the four desks by the window, there are only two bunk beds left in the room.The location where Jiang Mingyu is located is exactly one of the upper bunks - this place is not a student apartment in France, not the house that Xiang Lin rented outside T University, or even the dormitory in T University where he only lived for one year.

But Jiang Mingyu was not completely impressed with this place.

Looking at the black desk lamp on a certain table, Jiang Mingyu frowned.He climbed out of bed, frowned, and went over to the table with the lamp to pick up a big red notebook from another table.

On the cover of the book, the words D City No. [-] Middle School are gilded, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Jiang Mingyu held his notebook in silence for a moment, then turned his head and looked out the window.

Outside the window, there are green grass, and there are students in school uniforms in twos and threes.Jiang Mingyu stared out the window for a while, and there were faint footsteps in the corridor, and a few seconds later, the footsteps stopped, followed by a knock on the door.

Jiang Mingyu put down his notebook and walked over.

A tall and thin boy stood outside the door.Seeing that it was Jiang Mingyu who opened the door, he was taken aback: "Xiang Lin hasn't returned to school yet?"

Jiang Mingyu didn't speak.

The boy explained: "Suddenly being interviewed by a top student in person, I'm still a little uncomfortable. Brother Lin is usually the microphone."

Jiang Mingyu interrupted him coldly: "What's the matter?"

"Ah, yes, the old class asked me to bring you the certificate." The boy dug out a certificate from his schoolbag, and the red letters of the first prize in the physics competition were particularly conspicuous. "This competition is very difficult. The old class said that you are the only one in the school." First prize."

Jiang Mingyu took the certificate and folded it in half and then in half.

The boy stared at the certificate curiously and enviously.

After folding, Jiang Mingyu threw the certificate into the trash can.

The boy stared round his eyes: "...throw, throw away?"

Jiang Mingyu was about to close the door after throwing away the certificate.

The boy hurriedly followed the door: "Wait, wait, sign up for the English competition tomorrow, don't forget to be a top student."

Jiang Mingyu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What English competition?"

"Grade English competition, class honor competition, have you really forgotten?" The boy said tentatively, "Brother Lin has assured the class committee that you will definitely sign up."

Jiang Mingyu finally set his sights on the boy.

This person was the sports committee member of his and Xiang Lin's high school, named Du Lebo.Because of the homonym of his name, Xiang Lin usually calls him Big Carrot.Every time he shouted for big radish, Xiang Lin put his arms on Du Lebo's shoulders, bent his eyes, and looked lazy.

Staring at Du Lebo's shoulder for a while, Jiang Mingyu raised his hand and pushed his glasses.Jiang Mingyu paused slightly after poking the air with his fingertips.

Du Lebo was not sure whether Jiang Mingyu would report or not, so he could only use his trump card: "There is a bonus for the English competition."

Jiang Mingyu pinched the bridge of his nose twice and asked, "Where to report?"

"Teacher's office, tomorrow morning." The boy hurriedly said, "Tiantian will organize there, distribute registration forms, fill in..."

Jiang Mingyu hummed and closed the door.

The corridor was quiet for a few seconds, and Du Lebo couldn't help muttering: "...it's not easy to be a roommate with this kind of iceberg, Brother Lin."

Jiang Mingyu pinched the bridge of his nose twice more.The muttering became farther and farther away, and Jiang Mingyu returned to the table.

Looking at the big red notebook on the desktop, he was silent for a long time, poking his fingertips on the cover of the notebook.

This is actually a schedule book, the area from January to August has been crossed out, and the 1st and 8nd of September are also crossed out. The Arabic numeral 9 is not crossed out, but just below the 1, it is written with a black water-based pen. "Xiang Lin makes up lessons" in small characters.