Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Kuang Mu was wearing a sweater with a round neck today, and the collar just opened a little below the collarbone. At the edge covered by the collar, Qin Mi saw a bruise.

Qin Mi narrowed his eyes to look at that place, and couldn't tell what it was after looking at it for a long time.

At this time, a group of boys' noises came from the corridor. One boy let out a groan, and the sound resounded throughout the corridor.

Kuang Mu's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes, meeting Qin Mi's eyes.

Kuang Mu's eyes were slack, and he didn't react for a while.

Qin Mi poked his head and pointed to the position of Kuang Mu's collarbone, and asked, "What's wrong with you here, Kuang Mu? Why is it all purple?"

Kuang Mu was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, and glanced at his chest.

It was this glance that made the blood rush from his whole body to the top of his head.

Kuang Mu's fingertips trembled, and he quickly pulled up the collar. He held the position of the collarbone, tried his best to suppress the torment in his heart, and said in a hard and cold voice, "Mosquito bites."

Qin Mi said twice, and said, "Then remember to apply some medicine."

Kuang Mu lowered his head, squeezed the pen holder tightly, his whole face was red as if on fire.

The thing on the neck was like a soldering iron. He didn't feel it just now, but now it was hot and itchy, which made him think of what happened just now.

On the rooftop, he wanted Ji Xiaohuan, but Ji Xiaohuan refused. Ji Xiaohuan just hugged him tightly, buried his head in kissing his collarbone, and put his hands into Kuang Mu's clothes to help him. he.

This noon, he was tossed so hard by Ji Xiaohuan.

Kuang Mu's face turned red as he thought about it.

Although these days he and Ji Xiaohuan sleep together at night, they usually have to go to school, and Ji Xiaohuan is terribly restrained, and basically doesn't touch him at night. It's not that Ji Xiaohuan has something to do.

The last time they did that thing was the night when Kuang Mu made a fuss on the rooftop.

Kuang Mu also misses his brother too much, the kiss between the two of them today made him a little forgetful, he even dared to tease Ji Xiaohuan on the school rooftop.

If Ji Xiaohuan really complied with him, Kuang Mu might be carried home by Ji Xiaohuan in public in the afternoon.

Kuang Mu looked at the notebook spread out on the table, and suddenly remembered that Ji Xiaohuan had promised him the evening on the rooftop.

It's Friday, and tonight...  

Kuang Mu pursed his lips tightly, thinking seriously whether he should remind Ji Xiaohuan to buy some supplies at night, otherwise...it might be like last time again.

Thinking of what happened last time, Kuang Mu's head sank even lower, and layers of sweat broke out from his palms.

But in the evening, this big event fell through again.

Because Kuang Mu was sick again.

At noon, he went to the rooftop to blow some air after eating, and was tossed on it again. It was hot inside and cold outside, and the cold wind was blowing into his stomach.

All afternoon, he felt as if an ice cube had been stuck to his waist and abdomen, which was extremely cold.

When school was over, Ji Xiaohuan could tell at a glance that Kuang Mu's expression was not good, so he took him home with a sullen face.

In the evening, Kuang Mu started to feel nauseous before taking two bites, so Ji Xiaohuan gave him medicine early in the morning, and carried him to bed.

Kuang Mu leaned on the head of the bed, covering his stomach with his hands, watching Ji Xiaohuan go back and forth busy at home with red eyes.

Ji Xiaohuan walked up to Kuang Mu and knelt down, put the hot water bottle on his stomach, touched Kuang Mu's cheek and asked, "Is it better?"

Kuang Mu bit his lower lip and nodded, with red eyes, he said, "Brother, tonight..."

"take a good rest."

"But we haven't had that for fourteen days..."

Ji Xiaohuan squatted beside the bed, and Kuang Mu had to lower his eyes to look at him.

Kuang Mu's hand hooked Ji Xiaohuan's fingertips obediently, and his voice was soft. After talking about it, Kuang Mu bit his lower lip, and fiddled with his fingernails, wishing he could snap them off A layer of skin.

"You're sick, Yue'er." Ji Xiaohuan held his hand.

Kuang Mu knew that Ji Xiaohuan would say this, he drooped his eyes, bit his lower lip without saying a word, looking like he was being bullied by Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan rubbed his head, and brought the hot milk on the bedside table to Kuang Mu's mouth. Kuang Mu couldn't drink it any longer, so he held the cup and looked at Ji Xiaohuan with red eyes.

Ji Xiaohuan knew what Kuang Mu wanted to say, and said, "Drink as much as you can."

Only then did Kuang Mu lower his head, hold the cup and drank in one gulp.

Kuang Mu wore a white fleece pajamas today, and the light yellow light on the bedside shone on Kuang Mu. He held a white cup in both hands, and drank milk in mouthfuls. His head was hairy, and he was obedient It's outrageous.

Ji Xiaohuan sat on the bed, raised his hand and stroked his brother's soft cheek.

Kuang Mu drank half a cup of milk, and his belly was bulging. He covered his mouth and burped softly, frowning, and handed the milk to Ji Xiaohuan.

"Can't drink anymore?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

Kuang Mu nodded, leaned forward, and wrapped his arms around Ji Xiaohuan's waist.

Ji Xiaohuan took the milk, raised his hand and drank the rest of the milk.

As soon as Friday was over, it was only two days before Ji Xiaohuan went to the English competition.

Thinking that Ji Xiaohuan will leave him for ten days soon, Kuang Mu began to feel uneasy at home on this weekend, he couldn't sit still, even if he hugged Ji Xiaohuan tightly at night, he couldn't fall asleep.

He started wanting his brother to do that thing with him again.

Once this kind of desire arises, it will be endless like ocean waves, hitting Kuang Mu's heart one after another, making him feel uneasy no matter what.

That night Ji Xiaohuan was sitting on the sofa watching TV after dinner, Kuang Mu sat on Ji Xiaohuan's lap and shouted: "Brother..."

Ji Xiaohuan stared at the TV, and naturally embraced Kuang Mu's slightly curved waist.

Kuang Mu wrapped his arms around his brother's neck, blushed and raised his head, and kissed his brother clumsily. Before he could kiss twice, he couldn't stand up.

He limp in Ji Xiaohuan's arms, buried his face on Ji Xiaohuan's body, gasped and said to Ji Xiaohuan in a muffled voice: "Brother, I seem to be sick."

Ji Xiaohuan's hand stroked Kuang Mu's shoulder blades little by little, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Kuang Mu said: "I checked on the Internet, and there is a disease called separation anxiety disorder...but it said that this disease is only for children, bro, how do you think I have this disease? Sick..."

Ji Xiaohuan was still looking at the TV, he kissed Kuang Mu's hair and did not speak.

Kuang Mu said again: "Brother, after this competition, I will follow you, take me wherever you go, okay..."

Kuang Mu said this sentence every day, like a tireless repeater, repeating that he would not let his brother leave him.

Ji Xiaohuan stroked him with his hands.

Kuang Mu raised his head again and asked Ji Xiaohuan, "Brother, are we doing well? You're leaving the day after tomorrow, and we won't see each other for ten days..."

Ji Xiaohuan looked at Kuang Mu seriously, he touched Kuang Mu's face, and said: "When I come back, if you are sick now, I can't take care of you."

The words Ji Xiaohuan said immediately blocked Kuang Mu speechless.

The last time he slept with Ji Xiaohuan, he couldn't move for two or three days.

And those two or three days are the time when he needs and relies on Ji Xiaohuan the most, if he sleeps with his brother now, then he will be even more inseparable.

Kuang Mu's eyes were red, and he leaned on Ji Xiaohuan's body again, and said, "Then when you come back, you can't lie to me..."

Ji Xiaohuan said, "Okay."

Ji Xiaohuan didn't go out on Sunday, neither did Kuang Mu.

In the evening, Kuang Mu volunteered to pack Ji Xiaohuan's things, but before Ji Xiaohuan could say anything, the phone rang.

He glanced down at the phone screen, frowned, walked to the balcony and closed the door to answer the phone.

Kuang Mu took out the suitcase from behind the cabinet, squatted on the ground and started looking for clothes for Ji Xiaohuan from the closet.

He had read the weather forecast before, and the weather in the provincial capital in the next ten days would not be too cold, but there would be rain.

So Kuang Mu took out Ji Xiaohuan's suitable coats, spread them on the bed and started to fold them neatly in the suitcase.

Ji Xiaohuan's phone call took a long time, Kuang Mu had already put all his clothes in the suitcase, but Ji Xiaohuan still didn't finish the call.

Kuang Mu supported the bed with his hands, and glanced at the balcony.

Ji Xiaohuan was wearing a dark gray pajamas, the pajamas were very thin, and they were all attached to Ji Xiaohuan's body in the night wind, showing that the muscles on his shoulders and arms were well-proportioned and strong.

Kuang Mu looked down at the plush pajamas he was wearing again, raised his hand and pulled the hair on the pajamas, and drooped his shoulders angrily.

In the same weather, the clothes he and Ji Xiaohuan wore didn't seem to be in the same season at all, Ji Xiaohuan seemed to be in summer, while he seemed to be in winter.

But even though he was dressed so thickly, he still caught cold when he was blown by the cold wind, and his hands and feet were still cold when he slept at night, so he needed to lean on his brother to keep warm.

Kuang Mu suddenly felt that the world was unfair.

After another 10 minutes, Ji Xiaohuan still didn't finish the call.

Kuang Mu wondered who Ji Xiaohuan could talk on the phone for so long.

Will there be other girls?

Kuang Mu held Ji Xiaohuan's clothes in his hand, his little head looked back frequently like a rattle, and he couldn't bear to think this way.

So Kuang Mu hesitated again and again, walked to the balcony lightly on tiptoe, his round pink nails were hanging on the handrail, opened the glass door of the balcony little by little, poking his head like a stealing cat He softly pressed his ear to the crack of the door.

Ji Xiaohuan's deep voice came over.

"Uncle Tian, ​​I've already said that I don't want that thing anymore."

"That thing is meaningless now. You clearly know my grandma's current situation, and it can't be improved just by the appearance of that thing."

"Take it? How do you want to take it?"

I don't know what was said there, Ji Xiaohuan put his hands on the window sill and closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said in a warm and angry voice.

"impossible."

"Tian Mingyong, don't even think about him."

......

Kuang Mu didn't know what they were talking about, but when he heard that it was about Ji's family, he retracted his head again and closed the glass door obediently.

Kuang Mu stood in the room and thought for a while, then began to pack Ji Xiaohuan's toiletries.

He opened Ji Xiaohuan's bedside table, opened the first floor of the bedside table, and took out all the toiletries for Ji Xiaohuan.

Suddenly he saw a small ointment in the cabinet, and his hands froze.

After Ji Xiaohuan made the phone call, he stood on the balcony and blew the cold wind for a while.

When he returned to the room, he saw his younger brother standing blankly in front of the bedside table, staring at the bedside table in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

Kuang Mu turned his head, held a small white medicine jar with trembling fingers, and said to Ji Xiaohuan with a mournful face, "Brother, didn't you say to throw this thing away...... "

The light at the head of the bed was gentle, and Kuang Mu's body was white and soft standing on the head of the bed, as soft as the warm light.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at his younger brother's clear and soft face and felt that the hostility in his body had dissipated a lot.

He walked behind Kuang Mu and put his hands around Kuang Mu in his arms. Kuang Mu was embraced by him, his back was pressed against Ji Xiaohuan's chest, and he could even feel Ji Xiaohuan's heart beating.

Ji Xiaohuan hugged him and took two deep breaths.

After a while, he took the thing from Kuang Mu's hand, and nimbly reached into Kuang Mu's lower abdomen with his other hand and rubbed it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I think you use It's pretty good."

There was a thin callus on Ji Xiaohuan's right hand, and the warm palm pressed against Kuang Mu's slightly cool and soft lower abdomen and gently rubbed and scratched, causing Kuang Mu's body to feel numb.

This reminded Kuang Mu suddenly of the scene where Ji Xiaohuan made him have stomach cramps that night.

Kuang Mu trembled all over, he suddenly panicked, turned around with red ears and was about to escape from Ji Xiaohuan's arms, but Ji Xiaohuan refused to let him go, and gave him to him with both hands. The ring was tight, and she leaned closer to his ear and said, "You seemed to say that you wanted to..."

"Brother..." Kuang Mu was so panicked that he almost jumped up like a little rabbit, trying to slip away in a panic, saying repeatedly: "No, no, no..."

Suddenly there was a chuckle from above his head.

Kuang Mu looked up and saw Ji Xiaohuan looking at him with a smirk on his face, Kuang Mu tightened his nose, only to realize that Ji Xiaohuan was teasing him again.

He never thought his brother was that bad.

It's really dead...

Kuang Mu raised his head and took another look at the ointment in Ji Xiaohuan's hand, turned his face away with red eyes, and clasped the wooden block of the bedside table with his fingers.

That thing was the ointment that the doctor asked Ji Xiaohuan to rub his waist when he was hospitalized a long time ago.

The ointment is white, and it will itch and become hot after rubbing it on the body for 10 minutes, but when Ji Xiaohuan and Kuang Mu were together that day, he was in a hurry and couldn't find anything else, so he applied it all over the body. Under Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu didn't dare to think about the situation at that time, but now when he saw this thing, his legs and feet became weak, and he couldn't even walk, so that now he regretted that he had the audacity to tease Ji Xiaohuan tonight.

If his brother really did it, how would he live tonight...

The more Kuang Mu thought about it, the more panicked he became. He glared at Ji Xiaohuan with red eyes, wanting to be more aggressive, but the moment he opened his mouth, he said in a toneless tone: "This won't work, and it won't work in the future..."

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his head and laughed again, he raised his arms to hug Kuang Mu, pressed Kuang Mu's small head on his shoulder, and said, "Next time."

"Next time, what next time..."

Until Ji Xiaohuan let go of Kuang Mu's hand, Kuang Mu was still in a daze.

Ji Xiaohuan hugged him to the bed, didn't let him continue to pack his things, and squatted on the ground to pack the boxes quickly.

On Monday morning, Kuang Mu was still sleeping with Ji Xiaohuan's arm in his arms.

In his sleep, he felt Ji Xiaohuan gently pull his arm out of his embrace, and Kuang Mu immediately woke up.

With a grunt, he sat up from the bed, leaned on his arms and watched Ji Xiaohuan take a shower in the bathroom.

The bathroom door was closed tightly, nothing could be seen, only the sound of splashing water could be heard inside, but Kuang Mu stared blankly at the door as if he could see Ji Xiaohuan, and kept watching.

Twenty minutes later, Ji Xiaohuan came out wearing a bathrobe.

Seeing Kuang Mu like this, he frowned, stepped forward and wrapped the quilt around Kuang Mu's body.

"Aren't you cold?" Ji Xiaohuan said in a calm voice.

Kuang Mu wears very little to sleep at night, usually a big short-sleeved shirt, but the weather is only ten degrees Celsius, and Kuang Mu wears so little that he doesn't know how long he has been sitting.

Especially since he fell ill with a cold two days ago, and he just felt better yesterday.

Ji Xiaohuan's hand reached into the bed and touched Kuang Mu's stomach, and it really started to feel cold.

Ji Xiaohuan turned his head and started pouring hot water for Kuang Mu, flushing the hot water bottle. When he finished everything and went back with his things, he found Kuang Mu silently sitting on the bed with his head bowed. Wet.

Ji Xiaohuan paused, walked slowly to Kuang Mu's side, put the cup on the bedside table, raised his hand and hugged Kuang Mu into his arms.

As soon as Kuang Mu's head touched Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder, he began to sob softly. Ji Xiaohuan patted his back and said, "Yue'er, I'll be back soon."

Kuang Mu put his hands on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulders, nodded vigorously with his head on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulders, and let out a heavy sound of kindness in his throat.

Ji Xiaohuan hugged Kuang Mu with one hand, and stuck two hot water bottles on Kuang Mu's waist and stomach with the other, and said in a rare and patient voice: "You can't do this in the future, you can't stand the cold, I won't take good care of myself these days. "

Kuang Mu lay on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder, sniffed and didn't speak.

Ji Xiaohuan said again: "Call me if you feel uncomfortable anywhere."

Then Kuang Mu said in a nasal voice: "Brother, if I get sick and feel very uncomfortable, will you come back to take care of me..."

Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand to wipe Kuang Mu's tears and said, "Yes, it's not the kind that feels bad."

Kuang Mu's nose was sore, and he softly pressed back onto Ji Xiaohuan's body, holding Ji Xiaohuan's shoulders with both hands and did not let go.

"Take good care of yourself." Ji Xiaohuan said, and then he supported Kuang Mu's shoulders and slowly put Kuang Mu on the bed.

"elder brother......."

Kuang Mu cried out with red eyes.

But Ji Xiaohuan had already stood up, he bent down and touched Kuang Mu's face, and said to him, "It's still early to sleep for a while."

Kuang Mu bit his lip, nodded with tears in his eyes, and then closed his eyes tightly.

He listened to the sound of his brother walking out of the bedroom, and not long after he heard the ding of the elevator.

Then the room fell silent.

Kuang Mu's chest suddenly began to rise and fall, he opened his eyes tremblingly, watching the ceiling with tears falling drop by drop, then he rubbed his eyes, turned over and hugged Ji Xiaohuan tightly He flushed the warm water bottle and buried himself under the blanket.

On the morning of Monday, Kuang Mu asked for a whole morning's leave.

After Ji Xiaohuan left, Kuang Mu was really in a bad mood, and the result of his bad mood was that his physical condition was even worse.

He has never been too happy or sad, otherwise he will easily get a stomachache.

This time his stomach is still a face, he didn't make a fuss and he was too desperate, it was just a dull pain, otherwise Ji Xiaohuan would probably come back to take care of him before he got on the plane.

When Kuang Mu went to class on Monday afternoon, his face was sullen, Ren Yan was too cold to talk to him.

Qin Mi also went to training.

This time, a good friend from Ren Yan's class, Liu Miao, was temporarily seated in Qin Mi's seat.

In class, Liu Miao passed a small note to Ren Yan, which said: You still said that Kuang Mu is in love?You look at it now, are you sure?

Ren Yan frowned as she looked at the note, then she turned her head and glanced at Kuang Mu unwillingly.

She turned her head and met Kuang Mu's cold and heavy eyes, and instantly a chill came up from the soles of Ren Yan's feet.

Ren Yan gasped, feeling that her little heart was frozen, she immediately turned her head, picked up a pen and wrote on the note.

——I was wrong, I was wrong, with Kuang Mu's character, anyone who is with him will freeze to death, I was abrupt.

In the following week, Kuang Mu's situation not only did not improve in the slightest, but intensified.

In the end, the coldness emanating from him made even the teacher dare not talk to him.

It wasn't until Monday came over on the second week that Ren Yan saw that Kuang Mu's state was not right.

He lay motionless on the table all morning, and at noon Kuang Mu answered a phone call and went to the corridor, but he didn't know who was on the other side. When he came back, he hung his head and the tip of his nose was red.

Then Kuang Mu went out to eat alone, and when he came back after eating, he continued to lie still without moving.

The teachers also knew that Kuang Mu had a bad temper, and they would turn a blind eye when watching him sleep, pretending they didn't see him.

Ren Yan endured it until the afternoon, and she couldn't bear it any longer. She mustered up the courage and raised her hand to push Kuang Mu's shoulder.

Then Kuang Mu raised his head sleepily and glanced at Ren Yan.

The relationship between Ren Yan and Kuang Mu was not as good as that between Qin Mi and him, and it was because of Qin Mi that Ren Yan had more conversations with Kuang Mu before.

But now she looks into Kuang Mu's eyes and speaks cautiously.

"Kuang Mu, are you not feeling well?"

Kuang Mu's face was pale, he shook his head, turned around and lay down on the table again.

Ren Yan thought about it and felt something was wrong, she quietly took a photo with her phone and sent it to Qin Mi.

——Xiao Qinzi, Kuang Mu has been lying on the ground all day today, how do you feel?

After sending a text message, no one replied.

Qin Mi didn't come back until last night's self-study.

—has notified his parents.

Ren Yan looked at the phone and frowned, ahed, and looked back at Kuang Mu.

At this time, Kuang Mu's cell phone started to vibrate, and the person lying on the table barely moved.

Kuang Mu slowly raised his body and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. There was a red mark on the side of Bai Nen's face by his sleeves. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the mobile phone screen.

After seeing the caller ID on the mobile phone, Kuang Mu's eyes instantly cleared up.

Kuang Mu sniffed, stood up with his mobile phone in his hand, even though he was still studying at night, he still walked out as if no one else was there.

"Hey bro..."

"En." Ji Xiaohuan responded, and said in a low voice: "Don't stand in the corridor, it's cold, go stand in the corridor."

Kuang Mu's heart softened when he heard Ji Xiaohuan's voice.

He looked around, wondering how Ji Xiaohuan knew where he was standing now, but he still obediently walked into the corridor, and said softly, "Brother, I'm in the corridor now..."

"Okay, have you had dinner tonight?"

Kuang Mu bit his lower lip tightly, leaned his back against the wall of the corridor, looked down at his toes, and said nothing.

"Yue'er." Ji Xiaohuan called him, a deep voice came from the microphone, and Kuang Mu's tears fell to the ground drop by drop.

"I didn't eat..." Kuang Mu's voice was tinged with tears.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?"

Ji Xiaohuan's voice was gentle, Kuang Mu raised his hand to cover his eyes, his shoulders trembled twice, he tried very hard to suppress his crying but it was useless.

He rubbed his eyes and said, "Brother, I can't eat, I miss you so much..."

A few days before Ji Xiaohuan left, he called Kuang Mu every day, twice a day.

Let him have lunch at noon and put him to sleep at night.

Kuang Mu goes to class during the day and sleeps with Little Xingxing in his arms at night, and he can barely bear it in his heart, but on weekends, when he has nothing to do and looks at the empty home, he feels like his heart has been hollowed out.

He wanted to call Ji Xiaohuan, keep calling, the kind that he could hear his brother's voice all the time, but he also knew that his brother was very busy in the training camp.

So under the double oppression of reason and emotion, he felt that he was about to collapse.

Ji Xiaohuan on the phone seemed to know his current state, and said in a rare and gentle voice: "Yue'er, soon, I'll be back soon."

Kuang Mu rubbed his eyes and called again: "Brother..."

Ji Xiaohuan asked: "What's wrong today? Qin Mi said you slept all day and got sick?"

Kuang Mu's mouth opened, and he just wanted to subconsciously tell his brother how uncomfortable he was.

In the past few days, he couldn't eat, fidgeted, couldn't sleep, drank water and wanted to vomit, even hugging Little Xingxing couldn't comfort him, his stomach hurts intermittently, he couldn't sleep well at night, his head hurt, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

But when Kuang Mu thought that Ji Xiaohuan was about to go to the competition, Kuang Mu gritted his teeth and said, "No, I'm just sleepy today..."

"it is good."

Ji Xiaohuan coaxed Kuang Mu a few more words before hanging up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Xiaohuan stood under a tree, took a couple of puffs of a cigarette between his fingertips, and looked ahead silently.

The sound of students reading English resounded in the teaching building ahead.

The students there are all the best children in English in the province.

There are many uncertain factors in the competition, and the competition will be held in a few days, and everyone has gathered enough energy to fight for the place in H University.

However, Ji Xiaohuan thought, after all the matters at hand were settled, it was time to find a psychiatrist to show Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu's body needs to be checked, and his psychology needs to be checked even more.

At this time, Pang Quan came out from the depths of the woods after going to the bathroom, and walked to Ji Xiaohuan's side.

In this English competition, the two of them are selected contestants in the class.

Pang Quan doesn't smoke, he puts his hands in his pockets, watching Ji Xiaohuan's fingertips holding a cigarette slightly.

Pang Quan followed Ji Xiaohuan to the brightly lit teaching building in the distance, and asked, "Brother Huan, the competition is about to start, are you nervous?"

Ji Xiaohuan flicked the cigarette ash, but did not speak.

Pang Quan stepped on the leaves, and continued his own words: "What are you nervous about, and you don't care about it."

"......"

"Brother Huan, do you want to go to University H?"

"Not interested." Ji Xiaohuan said.

Pang Quan shrugged his shoulders: "That's right, with your grades, you can go to any university you want, but Brother Huan, we will be in our third year of high school soon, do you have any university you want to go to?"

When Ji Xiaohuan heard Pang Quan's question, the light in his eyes deepened.

Ji Xiaohuan has never thought about which university to go to or what major to study. He has no family or relatives, so it doesn't matter where he goes.

It would be even better if I could go to the ends of the earth and stay away from the unreasonable disturbances here.

But what about Kuang Mu?What is he going to do?

Ji Xiaohuan suddenly remembered what Kuang Mu said to him.

——"Brother, after this competition, I will follow you, take me wherever you go, okay..."

Ji Xiaohuan took a puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stomped on it with his toes.

Pang Quan next to him did not know why he suddenly felt emotional about his life.

He kicked the leaves with his feet and said: "In the future, in the future, who knows what will happen in the future, some people will go their separate ways as they walk..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2022010422：56：39～2022010522：00：17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

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