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Li Xing and Liu Liu agreed to go to the back kitchen to find his mother, and there were only four of them sitting around a small round table in the corner.

For the time being, Fang Yining acted as a waiter in the "Sugar Cube" which had not been recruited yet and seemed to be understaffed, and brought those beautiful and delicate desserts over with a tray.

"Please taste." She did a complete set of etiquette, that is, she didn't leave immediately like ordinary waiters after she bowed her body, but stood where she was, looking at them without hesitation.

Cheng Yingying, a female man, became cautious under her gaze, and subconsciously looked at Lin You.

Lin You divided the dessert, received the eyes of several people nearby, and took time out of his busy schedule to look back and forth, "Do you have anything else to do?"

He acquiesced that Fang Yining was interested in Zhuo Jue, and his tone unconsciously carried a bit of displeasure.

When she was in junior high school, Fang Yining was a big villain in her class. She dressed up strangely, got into fights with puppy love, especially because she was good-looking, and her boyfriend talked with each other. She had a good impression of Lin You for a short time. It's a pity that Lin You doesn't like her, so she dies. After all, the colorful world is so charming, why bother hanging on a tree.

Fang Yining was also a little unhappy by Lin You's attitude, so she started to play tricks.She stroked her pink-brown hair, pretending to complain bitterly, "At any rate, I chased you before, do you want to be so heartless?"

"!" Zhou He and Cheng Yingying, who listened to the excitement with their ears upright, raised their heads instantly, looked at each other, and saw the desire for gossip in each other's eyes.

Lin You only felt a sudden pain in his back, as if someone had squeezed him hard, and it bounced forward. When he turned his head, he saw Zhuo Jue slowly lifting the body that he had been unconsciously pressing on his back just now. The hand was drawn back, stretched out, and there was a creaking sound of joints.

He said, "Hand pressure is numb, did I poke you just now? Does it hurt?"

Not only was it painful, Lin You felt that his back was going to be green, but it seemed that this kind of occasion was not suitable for fluffing up clothes and selling them badly, so he could only say silently, "It doesn't hurt."

"It's fine if it doesn't hurt," Zhuo Jue raised his head and greeted Fang Yining, "Since we are former classmates, let's sit together for a while."

Before Lin You refused, Fang Yining respectfully obeyed and sat down next to Zhuo Jue.

There was an eerie silence at the dinner table.

Zhuo Jue didn't take the initiative to talk when he called people over, Lin You didn't want to talk at all, Fang Yining just came here to keep them happy, but the remaining two were at a loss, the cake in front of them was no longer delicious.

As the only girl on the field, Cheng Yingying didn't know what the three were silent about, and couldn't restrain her desire to gossip. Cheng Yingying hesitated for a while, and finally asked tentatively, "Friend, were you in the same class as Lin You before?"

Finally someone spoke, Lin You heaved a sigh of relief, moved to the other side calmly, before he finished moving, he whispered to Zhuojue to sit up a little bit, "There seems to be a little dirt over there, please sit over there, don't put it Clothes are dirty."

Fang Yining was completely unaware that she was severely disliked by others, and she was very happy to tell others about her past, saying, "Just call me Fang Yining."

The two girls put their heads together and whispered, and Cheng Yingying let out a suppressed low cry from time to time, and then looked up at Lin You, with curiosity and surprise in her eyes.

Zhou He endured it at first, but then he couldn't bear it anymore and joined in, and moved over together.

Then the scene turned into three people looking up at him together after a while, with smirking expressions.

"..."

Lin You: "..." Chewing movements were slowing down, and a chill suddenly appeared behind her.

He remembered that he didn't have any black history, why did he look at him so strangely?

He finally couldn't hold back anymore, "Fang Yining, are you finished?"

"Yo, you are in a hurry, you are in a hurry," Fang Yining put on a coquettish smile at Zhuo Jue, "Handsome guy, do you want to know, let me tell you about it?"

Lin You grasped Zhuo Jue's arm anxiously, felt the touch in his hand as if he was struggling, and immediately grasped it even tighter.

"It's nothing to listen to. If you want to know, I'll tell you later."

"Okay," he didn't expect a response from the other side, Zhuo Jue looked at him, leaning on the back of the chair relaxedly, "I will remember this."

Zhuojue Fang Yining said, "No need."

"Okay." Fang Yining spread her hands, feeling sorry for Zhuo, "This opportunity is not to be missed, and it will never come again."

Cheng Yingying and Zhou He, as two idiots, heard a lot of Lin You's rebellious behavior in middle school, and acted like they had never seen the world.

Li Xing and Liu Liu had already returned, Fang Yining simply stood up, "Okay, I'll go first," she took out her phone, and waved at Lin You, "Have you changed your contact information?"

Lin You said angrily, "No change."

"Okay," Fang Yi put away her phone contentedly, and finally said, "Hey, if there is no accident, I may transfer to your school, remember to cover me."

Lin You lost her temper after being tormented, and said weakly at her back as she turned away, "Please let our school go."

When Li Xing and Liu Liu came back, they saw this look of looking at each other in dismay, and they sat back in confusion, simulating with their mouths, "What's wrong?"

Zhou He said silently, "I don't know."

There seemed to be something wrong with the aura of the two bosses over there. Zhuo Jue leaned back on the chair expressionlessly, scooping up the cream on the small plate. Lin You, too, hung his head and fiddled with his mobile phone. , did not speak.

Fang Yining: To be honest, what is your relationship with that boy?

Wood:?

Fang Yining: [bad smile] [bad smile]

Wood: What does it have to do with you?

Fang Yining: Do you like him?

Fang Yining's words suddenly exploded, Lin You's pupils trembled, and he almost subconsciously turned off the phone, looking around unnaturally, no one was looking at him.

His heart was beating wildly, and when someone poked his mind suddenly, his whole body went wrong. He suddenly stood up and walked outside.

Wood:?What? !

Fang Yining: Don't pretend, I'll help you. 【Show teeth】【Show teeth】

Lin You was silent for a moment, leaned against the wall, lowered his eyes and typed each word.

Wood: No need.

Fang Yining:?

Mu: This is my own business.You don't have to worry about it.

After typing, he put his phone in his pocket, walked in as if nothing had happened, and sat down.

Zhuo Jue turned to look at him, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Lin You smiled, his eyes fell on the cake on the table, he moved his fingertips, scooped out a little cream quietly, wiped it on Zhuo Jue's face unexpectedly, and then burst out laughing.

"..." Maybe it was because Zhuo Jue's expression was too foggy, and he slowly wiped the place where he had just wiped it with his hand, and when he saw the sweet-smelling cream on his fingertips, his eyes narrowed.

The confrontation here suddenly broke the stagnant atmosphere, and several people laughed, and began to attack each other with those delicate creams as weapons.

Under the excitement, Lin You looked at Zhuo Jue in the melee, and the smile on his face slowly faded like the ebbing tide.

"Thank you Brother Lin for the treat." On the way back, several people thanked them, and Li Xing took out two bags of well-baked butter biscuits from his bag, "My mother asked me to give you these, thank you Your help."

Lin You didn't refuse, took it away, and weighed it in his hand, the sweet but not greasy fragrance wafted out of the packaging bag, it can be seen that the roasting temperature is just right, and the ingredients are just right.

"Thank you."

Several people went their separate ways after entering the school, those who went to the playground, those who went to the bathroom, etc. Lin You and Zhuo Jue walked back to the classroom side by side, and he handed Zhuo Jue a bag of biscuits. "Here, here you are."

Zhuo Jue didn't answer, "Thank you, is it suitable for me?"

"What's wrong with that?" As if pointing something, Lin You stuffed the biscuit into Zhuo Jue's hand, and said lightly, "You also have a share of the credit."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace, leaving some confused people behind, puzzled.

After class in the evening, Lin You wanted to go home to get something, so he said hello to Zhuo Jue and walked home without eating at school.

When I walked halfway, I felt that something was wrong. I always felt like I was being watched. I looked aside for a long time, but I didn't see anything. I frowned and quickened my pace.

After he closed the door, he stood by the window and looked out. There was nothing unusual about the people coming and going downstairs. They were all familiar people setting up stalls and walking around. He felt a little uneasy for no reason.

After finding the few books he wanted, he hastily ate some quick-frozen dumplings and rushed to school.It should have been time-pressed, but he walked more and more slowly, and finally stopped altogether.

The figures behind him also stopped, and then approached bit by bit.

Lin You probably knew something in his heart, and he quickened his pace and walked towards the place with a lot of traffic. Now the people behind stopped following silently, and surrounded him directly.

"Don't go."

Lin You was surrounded by groups, looked at the leader of the gangster who was still holding a stick, and smiled, but his eyes were very angry.

His voice was cold, "Are you finished?"

The gangster walked over, "Of course it's endless, isn't this here to play with you?"

"If you dare to meddle in other people's business, you have to see if you have the ability."

As he spoke, he swung a stick over.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Lin You dodged to the side, and mercilessly punched the man's chest with his elbow. The man staggered, took a few steps back, gritted his teeth and waved, "Go."

The few remaining people rushed up with bare hands. Lin You was used to fighting in junior high school, and his body had developed muscle memory. A group of people attacked, and their legs and feet swept down a group of people as fast as lightning.

There are relatively few people here, but it is close to the lively neighborhood next to it, and people from that side are quickly attracted.

Several men who looked like uncles shouted while running, "What are you doing!"

Lin You breathed a sigh of relief, twisted his wrist to relax, and then heard someone shouting suddenly, "Be careful!"

what? !

Lin You avoided it subconsciously, and a silver light flashed in his peripheral vision.