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"Think about it for yourself. Seriously, don't think I'm annoying. If it wasn't for your relationship with Xiao Lang, I wouldn't be too lazy to meddle in other people's business." Ignoring Liu Shilong's green face, Su Mianyang said to himself.

Liu Shilong sneered, "This should be the third time because he has been involved with me, right? I should have thought that the relationship between the two of you is unusual. It turns out that you are the boy he said he likes in front of my brother's grave."

Su Mianyang was stunned, but he didn't react, "What did you say?"

"I kindly advised him not to do such a disgusting thing, but I didn't expect him to be with you anyway," Liu Shilong mocked, "I really don't understand why you guys like him."

The weather is very stuffy.

Some kind of complicated emotions came to my heart, and Su Mianyang felt both joy and sadness, just like when Ms. Zhao quit her job to support herself at home.He knew he wasn't supposed to be excited about something like this but still couldn't help it, shame mixed with joy, none of the emotions getting vented.

He finally understood the reason for Xiao Lang's depression that day. The truth he thought was overthrown, and all the details on March 27th gradually became complete.

What did I do when Xiao Lang was at his lowest mood that day?Questioning, self-righteous, accusing, and finally kissing him forcefully, forcing him to make a choice.

Xiao Lang was really sad that day, but he had to carefully apologize to himself. He always felt that Xiao Lang kept everything in his heart and didn't say it, but he forgot to ask if he had the ability to rely on Xiao Lang.

As if he had touched a certain emotional switch, Liu Shilong gave up on himself and said it out all at once: "My family is like this, what can I do? You have experienced my fucking life to understand this fucking feeling."

The strong wind made people's eyes hard to open, Su Mianyang frowned.

That father was a violent alcoholic, his beloved teacher died indirectly because of himself, and his former friends turned against each other. How did Xiao Lang survive that time?How did he manage to still love life?

Liu Shilong couldn't be more right. There are a hundred reasons to do evil and a thousand reasons to resent life in this world. After knowing the past of these self-abandoned people, he can indeed understand and empathize.

But there is always someone who can walk on the straight road in the middle of the thousands of forks, and tell everyone with a straight back that they have no hesitation.

The sky in April and May has a vague feeling of summer, and it is cloudy when it is said, like an unreasonable doll.

Su Mianyang frowned even tighter. He still remembered Xiao Lang's drenched appearance when he came back from the rain that day. Just looking at him made his heart ache, just like the scene that he remembered for a long time.

Sitting in the back seat of the tricycle, he saw Xiao Lang standing alone, everyone was hurrying in the crowd, only Xiao Lang smiled and waved to him quietly.

He wanted to jump down and hug Xiao Lang like that into his arms, but he still didn't do anything at the last moment, just watched Xiao Lang slowly disappear from his sight.

Su Mianyang felt a little annoyed.

Wanting to see Xiao Lang, wanting to hug him tightly, that unpracticed hug became a scar in Su Mianyang's heart. After the wound healed, it was still unbearably itchy, even if they hugged him more times later, it couldn't get rid of it.

He knew best that gifts should be given at the most appropriate time, but he gave up on himself and let the situation develop freely.

Someone has to bow his head before he can get down the stairs.

On the second day of the determination of the Cold War, Su Mianyang unilaterally initiated the Cold War, which lasted less than 24 hours, and he unilaterally decided to cease the war.

It's not that he didn't think about never giving in, that he must get some kind of negotiation, but there is no doubt that the Cold War was a punishment for both sides, and layers of regret and concern made him unable to persevere.

"There is no absolute empathy in this world, and you have no reason to ask others to understand your past before making judgments." Even though he knew it was not appropriate to say such words at this moment, Su Mianyang chose to say it, "What kind of person do you choose to be? It's up to you in the end."

What did Liu Shilong say again? Su Mianyang didn't listen carefully. He was very conceited and never wasted his patience on other people. The topics he didn't like to hear went in one ear and out the other, and he didn't even bother to perfuse them.

The strong wind bent the branches, and the sky darkened.

Su Mianyang is not a person who will casually throw other people aside, even if he doesn't like this person, but the increasingly gloomy sky is undoubtedly a harbinger of heavy rain in the future, and there is nothing to say about the two of them, Su Mianyang doesn't want to talk about it again What a waste of time, he has more important things to do now.

He planned to make a fool of Liu Shilong before leaving and going back to school.

A blunt "Hello" from behind stopped Su Mianyang's movements.

Liu Shilong said mockingly: "Then you mean that I still have time to pass the Qingbei exam at this time?"

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this question is deliberately making things difficult for others, but Su Mianyang still thinks seriously for a few seconds before saying: "I always believe that the best time to plant a tree is ten years ago, and the second is now."

Liu Shilong paused and did not speak.

Su Mianyang waved his hand to say goodbye.

After hesitating again and again, Liu Shilong still stopped Su Mianyang.His eyes wandered, his expression was complicated, and it took him a while to say what he wanted to say, "Be nice to him."

Su Mianyang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"He is very useless, and he often allows others to bully him without saying anything, so..." Facing Su Mianyang's probing gaze, Liu Shilong opened his mouth, and after a while he managed to squeeze out the second sentence, "Forget it, when I Did not say."

Su Mianyang thought it was funny, but still suppressed the smile and nodded.

When getting into the car, Su Mianyang glanced back, and Liu Shilong, who was waiting to see him off, looked away. Suddenly, he understood where some of Xiao Lang's habits came from, and he also understood those seemingly thankless habits. What is the meaning of things.

What kind of cause is sown, what kind of fruit is reaped. Kindness does not necessarily bring good rewards, but it will make people feel from the bottom of their hearts that the world is not as bad as imagined.

Even if he got into the car immediately, it still took a long time to go back to school. When Su Mianyang returned to school, the two armies in the sky were fighting fiercely, and he was drenched by the unreasonable torrential rain.

Before he had time to think so much, Su Mianyang wiped the rain from his face, took a deep breath, rushed into the rain curtain and ran to the class.

As soon as Xiao Lang walked out of the classroom door, he saw Su Mianyang, who was covered in wet air and panting, and he almost didn't recognize him in the wilderness, so he was stunned for a moment before remembering to ask: "Why are you drenched like this? "

Su Mianyang just gasped for breath and couldn't speak.

Xiao Lang felt distressed when he saw it. He subconsciously helped Su Mianyang take off his coat, and then took off his school uniform and handed it over: "Take it and wipe it off."

Su Mianyang didn't want to answer at first, but he had a lot of things in his heart that he wanted to say to Xiao Lang. He didn't want to waste any more time, but also wanted to hug Xiao Lang tightly and say nothing. Two contradictory emotions tore his nerves and disturbed his heart. restless.

But when Su Mianyang looked up at Xiao Lang and met those amber eyes, he couldn't say a word, and couldn't help but did what Xiao Lang said.

As for the hug that became impulsive at the beginning, Su Mianyang had temporarily thrown it aside—he didn't want Xiao Lang to get rainwater on his body.

I really like it, I really like it.

The originally determined indifference was just thrown into a corner, and he could be refurbished with just a glance, and the secret emotions in the dark corner grew wildly until he was completely overwhelmed in the end.

It turns out that the person who has liked for so long, no matter what kind of posture he meets whenever, he still likes him very much.

So there is no way to give up or be willful. Su Mianyang knows that he has never been a favored person, and no one will come to coax him. If he doesn't take the initiative to grab important people, he will have nothing.

"Where are you going?" Su Mianyang asked.

Xiao Lang was carrying a schoolbag and an umbrella. He had packed all his things, and he looked like he was about to go out.

Xiao Lang looked unnatural, he looked away and said, "Go home."

"Why?" Su Mianyang asked again.

Xiao Lang didn't expect him to be so difficult, but he answered smoothly, "Isn't it normal to go home on vacation?"

"Is it because you want to avoid me?" Su Mianyang asked straightforwardly what was in his heart without worrying about anything else.

Xiao Lang suddenly had nothing to say.

The two of them didn't speak in tacit agreement, until a gust of cold wind came with heavy rain, Su Mianyang couldn't help shaking, Xiao Lang saw it, and he whispered: "Go back to the dormitory and change your clothes, or you'll catch a cold."

Seeing that Xiao Lang was submissive, Su Mianyang hardened her confidence: "If you don't accompany me, I won't go."

Xiao Lang just felt helpless: "Okay, I'll accompany you."

After returning to the dormitory and changing clothes, Su Mianyang saw Xiao Lang's schoolbag was still hanging on his shoulders, and he calmly packed up the desk: "I seem to have caught a cold, I want to go to bed first."

Just as Xiao Lang was about to speak, Su Mianyang said again: "Tomorrow is my birthday. I hope I can see you and hear you say happy birthday to me. This is my biggest birthday wish this year."

At this time, Su Mianyang pretended to ask and turned around and said, "Are you okay for the two days off?"

Xiao Lang silently put down his schoolbag.

Su Mianyang turned his back on the ladder, and couldn't hold back the corners of his lips.

It wasn't too late, but after turning off the lights, the bedroom was still in a dark environment. Su Mianyang didn't feel sleepy at all, and the reason he proposed going to bed so early was simply to keep Xiao Lang behind.

There was no noise in the dormitory, only the sound of two people's entangled breathing. When the citrus smell gradually crossed the boundary and enveloped Xiao Lang's senses, he involuntarily closed his eyes.

Some time ago, he stayed up late to take notes for Su Mianyang. Xiao Lang hadn't had a good rest for a long time. In the comfortable and soft bed, he had no distracting thoughts. After a while, he lost consciousness and fell into endless dreams.

Hope for a good night's sleep.