"We're just friends."

This kind of scene seems to have happened countless times. In the corner of the classroom, next to the short trees on the campus, and in the cubicle of the bathroom, seeing that mad face again after many years, Yan Mo's heart couldn't help but feel a little hot.

"It has nothing to do with me!" Gu Xingfeng snapped, mercilessly pushed Yanmo away, and walked out.

Yan Mo opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.

It has nothing to do with you.

Gu Xingfeng's eyes turned cold, and his tone was calm, he took out something from his pocket and threw it into Yan Mo's arms: "I wanted to pay you back a long time ago, but I never had a chance, and—"

"I used to be young and did a lot of stupid things, don't take it seriously."

It was a niche brand watch with a retro style. It looked very ordinary, but the price was not cheap. In order to buy it, Yanmo worked secretly for half a year. He still remembers stuffing the gift box into Gu Xingfeng's palm, and the other party looked Surprised look.

"Xiaofeng—" Yan Mo grabbed Gu Xingfeng's wrist.

When Gu Xingfeng turned around, he just slapped him, which was extremely ear-piercing in the silent night.

"Yanmo, I have a bad temper, I have a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and I will repay every grievance. If you can't be a lover and be a friend, it's all fart for me!"

Gu Xingfeng raised his head, his eyes burning: "You dared to play me back then, you should have known what my attitude would be."

Yan Mo's voice was low and hoarse: "I'm sorry..."

Gu Xingfeng snorted, the smile didn't reach his eyes: "To borrow a word, an apology is useful, why do you need the police?"

Gu Xingfeng suddenly turned around, took a deep breath, and seemed to exhaust all his strength: "Forget it."

"From now on, just be a stranger."

Gu Xingfeng's figure disappeared into the long night, and when he got into the car, his eyes were full of water, and he spoke lightly, but only he knew the pain in his heart.

But he had to do this, otherwise there would be no place to vent the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for the past few years.

He had to gain the upper hand in front of Yanmo to prove that he had grown up and matured. What he did back then was just young and ignorant. There are so many good people in this world, so why did he have to hang himself on a tree.

Gu Xingfeng wiped his eyes, laughed a few times, then started the car, the orange street lights on the highway flickered, very similar to the night when he was sent to Haizhen many years ago.

Gu Xingfeng's family environment is very good, his father is a government official, his mother is the boss of the company, and he has two elder brothers who are both good in character and learning in decathlon.

It is said that his mother originally wanted a quiet girl, so who would want to give birth to a Gu Mowang who hates cats and dogs.

I thought it was normal for a child to be naughty at a young age, but who knew that Gu Xingfeng would become crazier the older he got, and he learned the bad habits of smoking, drinking, and clubbing.

In high school, he actually skipped class and went racing with his classmates on the suburban roads. Gu Xingfeng hadn't taken his driver's license test at that time, so he usually learned to drive with the driver, and he went straight to the fence in a black light.

This matter was reported in the newspaper, but no names were named, and Gu Xingfeng was also mosaiced, but the circle of the imperial capital is so small, and everyone knows that it is a bit turbulent.

Everyone knows that the drag racing underage mentioned in the newspaper is the youngest of the old Gu family, that ignorant and incompetent demon king.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened. Gu Xingfeng lived for a month and was alive and kicking. Old Gu couldn't hold back his face. Gu Xingfeng was beaten up as soon as he got home.

It's not over yet, Lao Gu made a phone call to arrange for Gu Xingfeng to be sent directly to Haizhen, and a relative of one of his subordinates will help take care of him.

Gu Xingfeng didn't like it and made a big fuss, but it's useless, after all, his arms couldn't hold back his thighs.

Old Gu's methods are clever, cut off all Gu Xingfeng's sources of income, and does not allow his relatives to lend him a penny, unless Gu Xingfeng goes to school normally every day, does not arrive late, does not leave early, does not fight or make demons, otherwise even if he starves to death, don't feel sorry for him.

Gu Xingfeng was simmering with anger in his heart, he didn't like anyone, he offended a thorny brother who claimed to be a school bully as soon as he entered school, and that person brought people to trouble him every now and then.

During that time, Gu Xingfeng was punished miserably, as if the whole school was against him, he was blocked at the school gate to ask for money, his plate was thrown over when eating in the cafeteria, someone spat at him on the way home, and he had to practice kung fu for more than ten minutes between classes. , The tables and benches were all thrown into the toilet.

Gu Xingfeng was used to being flattered, and couldn't stand this useless air, so he rolled up his sleeves and went to fight in the senior grades. He ran into a group of seniors who were big and rough, and dragged him directly to the small warehouse.

One against ten, the result speaks for itself.

But Gu Xingfeng has a vicious mouth, and in less than a few minutes, he insulted them one by one. The little words of fancy curses slipped away, vicious, cruel and obscene, and a group of angry people surrounded him and beat him violently.

His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was dazed. He still squeezed someone's ear desperately with his hand, opened his mouth and bit down until the smell of blood came out of his mouth.

The man screamed, wearing sneakers with spikes on his feet, and stepped on Gu Xingfeng's face. Gu Xingfeng closed his eyes in fright, but the expected severe pain did not come.

What followed was a whirlwind, and his stomach was turned upside down by Yan Mo's shoulder.

He wanted to yell at him, but he heard Yan Mo say it firmly.

"He's mine."

Fuck, when did the young master become yours, which onion are you?

"No one is allowed to touch him from now on!"

Gu Xingfeng was dizzy, and finally spit it out in one gulp, and the filth flowed all over his body.

Yanmo is very boring, he doesn't like to talk, and always has a cold face.

Everyone in the school seems to be in awe of him, he is tall, he fights well, and most importantly, he has a good face.

Gu Xingfeng once wished that he would look more manly, and the most ideal appearance is Yan Mo's, who is handsome and cold, and can bring gusts of wind when he walks.

Gu Xingfeng followed behind Yanmo like a tail, poking Yanmo's back waist and eyes with his fingers, it was tight and hard, it felt really good.

Yan Mo turned his head, Gu Xingfeng grinned at him with a bruised face: "Senior, thank you!"

"You're welcome."

"In the future, they will trouble you again and say my name, my name is Yanmo."

Gu Xingfeng's eyes lit up, and he rolled his eyes: "Then what if your name doesn't work? I'm going to be beaten again, they're going to hit me hard, and it hurts to beat me up for a month."

"Why don't you leave a phone number, and if they bother me again, I'll call you!"

Yan Mo paused, turned around and stared at Gu Xingfeng, the pair of eyes under the sword eyebrows were pitch-black, like the depths that could absorb the heart and soul.

Gu Xingfeng's face was hot when he was watched. Fortunately, there were no injuries on his face, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

"Well... I'm just kidding, hahahaha, don't take it seriously."

"136xxxxx908"

"what?"

Yanmo narrowed his eyes: "I wrote to you?"

Gu Xingfeng shook his head hastily, his heart was bubbling with beauty.

That night, the first thing Gu Xingfeng did when he got home was to send a text message to Yan Mo. Before that, he thought carefully about what content to send.

Hello?

No, such nonsense opening remarks are not suitable for him.

have you eaten?

It's not good, it can't reflect his extraordinary temperament!

correct!Gu Xingfeng's eyes lit up, and he quickly tapped on the keyboard on his mobile phone, and a message was successfully sent.

Thank you so much for today!

I remember getting your clothes dirty, shall I wash them for you?Don't reject me, I'm a good boy who knows how to repay you :-p

——to: Senior Yanmo

What a wave, Gu Xingfeng looked idiotic, rolling crazily on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like