Xia Lang

The briefcase was gone.

Li Yukang withdrew his hand to get the bag, and tugged at the finely wrinkled navy blue suit jacket on his body, "Did your teacher tell you to go back?"

Li Zhaozhuo twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, "Stop pretending, I know that you brought up the self-reflection at home to the school."

Li Yukang nodded without any guilt, "Since you know it, let's talk about it."

In fact, in two or three days, he would let him go back to school, but it was his own impatience that bumped into his hands.

Now it was Li Zhaozhuo's turn to pretend to be stupid, "What did you say?"

Li Yikang was not angry either, he took his briefcase and prepared to go upstairs, "Then wait for your teacher to notify you before going back."

It's not that Li Zhaozhuo doesn't know that waiting for the old man here means he will fall first, he has already thought up his excuses, and pretending to be stupid is just trying to scare the old man.

He seemed to compromise, "Okay, let me say, you are just angry that I beat that animal, I know you don't believe that he is going to do something to me, I will tell the truth today, his target is indeed not me, but Song Linju, you should know that it was the tutor the housekeeper found for me, and I happened to meet him doing dirty things at that time, so I taught him a lesson for Song Linju."

forest dwelling?

He knew that there was such a person. When hiring a tutor, the housekeeper seemed to pass him the information. He was busy and didn't look at it. He didn't expect it to be that child.

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Sun Wenhao: Then I go?

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I won't tell anyone

Li Yikang adjusted his glasses, and said in an unclear tone, "I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic."

My son is not a helpful person.

Li Zhaozhuo put his long legs on the coffee table, idly, "Of course not, the main reason is that Song Linju and I played pretty well."

He and Lin Ju are friendly, which is what he wants to see. Although he has agreed in his heart to go back to school, Li Yikang still asked, "Why do you suddenly want to go to school? Don't talk to me about studying, you are not a person who likes to study. "

Li Zhaozhuo mixed truth and falsehood, "It's too boring at home, the driver must have told you that I went out in the afternoon, I went for a walk outside, and went to school by the way."

It is much better to play this kind of excuse than to cause trouble.

"I'll talk to the school."

After speaking, Li Yikang went upstairs with his briefcase, leaving behind Li Zhaozhuo who was smiling triumphantly behind him. Looking at the old man's back, he added, "Tomorrow I will go back to the rented house."

Li Yikang who left did not answer, and Li Zhaozhuo took it as his acquiescence.

Although he had always been at odds with the old man, he knew the old man best. If he wanted to deceive him, he had to tell him something real.

The most brilliant lie in the world is by no means full of lies, but adulteration of the truth.

It was already late when Lin Qiuman came home. After washing off his exhaustion, he gently pushed open the door of his son's room.

The lights were off, and the room was just the window and the light from the crack in the door she opened.

Since the door is facing the desk, Lin Qiuman naturally saw the sunflowers in the transparent vase on the desk immediately.

Lin Qiuman was taken aback, looked down at the sunflower in his arms, and then smiled.

She knew her son Jun, but he was a bit dull-tempered and indifferent to others, but he was quite attractive to girls.

She is not the old-fashioned kind of patriarch, who is like an enemy when she sees the sign of puppy love. She is quite happy that her child is liked by others, especially if he is willing to accept it.

She has been in the flower shop for so many years, and Lin Ju would go to the flower shop to help out whenever she was free. This child has good handwriting, and he used to copy the flower language blessings on the small greeting cards on flowers.

He knew the flower language of sunflowers well, but he still accepted the flowers.

Tsk, it's a bit of a sign.

She was a little curious about what kind of person this girl was, not only could she be accepted by her son, but she also happened to want to go with her, and all the gifts were sunflowers.

Based on this alone, she had a good impression of the girl.

Everyone envied her for having a calm and sensible son like Lin Ju, but she hoped that her son would love life and be more lively and happy.

But since someone sends flowers to my son now, I can give this flower to myself.

Lin Qiuman closed the door slowly, took the flowers and left quietly, as if she had never been here before.

Autumn in the south is often cloudy and rainy, and the road to school is foggy, but this does not affect Li Zhaozhuo's good mood at all.

Sitting in the car, Li Zhaozhuo even felt that all of this was satisfactory, the soft light, the right temperature, and the cool wind, except for the slow speed of the car.

This was the first time since he started school that he couldn't wait to go to school.

Finally at the school gate, Li Zhaozhuo got out of the car with his light schoolbag and was about to leave when the driver stopped him.

The driver poked his head out of the car window, "Hey, master, your umbrella..."

Li Zhaozhuo paused as he was about to stride forward, and turned around and pulled out the long umbrella from the back seat.

This is the umbrella Fang Butler stuffed into his hand when he went out, looking as if it was going to rain.

He was so focused on going to the classroom that he almost forgot to take it, and he didn't know if Song Linju had brought his umbrella.

Looking at the back of the young master striding away, the driver felt a little strange. Why did he feel that the young master looked a little impatient?

The driver shook his head, thinking that he was mistaken. Going to school doesn't make people eager to wait, right?Let alone young master Yu.

As soon as Li Zhaozhuo entered the school gate, he received a lot of unclear looks, but he didn't care, and walked past them without squinting.

The incident of beating people in the toilet spread intentionally or unintentionally in crowded places through Wang Jie. Although everyone almost knew that Li Zhaozhuo was "justifiable self-defense", but after all, it is human nature to gossip, and most people still couldn't help but look at him with curiosity. Li Zhaozhuo, who was going back to school, wanted to see his expression.

But Li Zhaozhuo was destined to disappoint the audience, his expression was as usual, his attitude was calm, and he didn't feel any embarrassment or shame at all.

He had already expected this kind of situation when he asked Wang Jie to publicize it. Whether it was sympathy or strange eyes, as long as it didn't fall on Song Linju, it would be fine.

When Li Zhaozhuo walked to the corridor outside the classroom, he hesitated for a moment, and then hung the long umbrella on the guardrail without hesitation.

As soon as Li Zhaozhuo stepped into the classroom, he looked towards the row by the window. Song Linju, who bowed his head and went about his own business, was the most eye-catching.

He did come.

In fact, he set off early today, but the old house is too far away, even if he drives, it will take a while.

When he was about to reach Song Linju's row, Li Zhaozhuo slowed down and coughed twice on purpose.

At first, I thought that Song Linju would not raise his head. After all, if he can concentrate on studying in a noisy environment, his concentration will not be bad, but he did not expect Song Linju to raise his head as if he felt it.

Li Zhaozhuo met Song Linju unexpectedly with smiling eyes. He froze for a moment, then winked slyly at Song Linju, and greeted him covertly but ostentatiously.

Song Linju's calm and unwavering eyes seemed to be rippled by the autumn wind, and his straight lips subconsciously bent.

The two of them looked at each other with a tacit understanding and smiled, as if the bottle cap had been unscrewed, a carbonated drink full of carbon dioxide, with a sting, even the breath was sweet.

Even though Li Zhaozhuo had slowed down as much as possible, he still quickly passed Song Linju's position.

Li Zhaozhuo, who was still thinking about it, frowned, tsk, it would be great if he sat with Song Linju, their seats were separated by thousands of miles, and he could only see Song Linju a few times a day.

After he walked by, Song Linju turned his attention back to the exercise book again, only to find that the paper was dazzled by a pen tip that hadn't moved, and the problem to be done was just blurred with a number, so Song Linju had to skip it first.

I didn't write a few words, and the phone vibrated twice before I had time to mute it.

As soon as Song Linju turned on his phone, he saw a message from a person nicknamed "Fen" on WeChat.

"Mr. Song, do you have an umbrella?"

Unfamiliar nickname and unfamiliar profile picture, only after seeing the title "Mr. Song" did Song Linju guess that it was Li Zhaozhuo.

Click in and look at the chat history, it sure is.

Why did his nickname and profile picture suddenly change?

Tap the phone screen with your fingertips, and the sentence is concise, "Bring it."

After sending the message, I changed the note by the way, skillfully typed the three characters of Li Zhaozhuo in the blank box, looked at the slightly indifferent full name on the screen, hesitated for a moment, Song Linju deleted the last two characters, leaving only one surname.

As soon as it was changed, a new message popped up.

Li: "Then it's up to you if it rains later, I forgot to bring it."

Recalling it, Li Zhaozhuo didn't seem to have an umbrella in his hand when he came in.

Teacher Song: "Okay."

Li Zhaozhuo curled his lips when he saw the new news.

Halfway through the English class, the already dark sky became darker, the wind shook the trees, and lightning flashed across the sky, instantly illuminating the classroom, followed by a dull roar that seemed to explode in the ears, many people were frightened With a jump, everyone in the classroom looked out the window one after another.

Without any buffer, with a bang, the heavy rain poured down, splashing mist on the leaves and buildings outside the window.

Li Zhaozhuo, who was quick to close the window with quick hands, was still splashed by the heavy rain, but the cool wetness of his hands could not conceal his good mood.

It's fine if it's raining, and he put the umbrella outside for nothing.

His phone lit up and a new message popped up.

It was Sun Wenhao who asked him in the group if he had an umbrella.

In order to lie, Li Zhaozhuo originally wanted to say that he didn't bring it, but Sun Wenhao went on to say that Xie Xuyao ​​was the only one of the three of them.

Li Zhaozhuo glanced out the window, the rain was like a waterfall, and it seemed that he could feel the rampant mist through the glass. With such a heavy rain, the three of them