Strawberry Kiss Mark

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No, what head does she touch?

Why is she touching her head?

She actually touched her head? !

Lu Xingyan stared at Shen Xingruo for a few seconds, was amazed, and subconsciously retorted, "I didn't..."

Wang Youfu and the other classmates cast their gazes over: No, you have.

Lu Xing was delayed until he was fighting and skipping class. He was dissed countless times by teachers for countless reasons, but he never felt that he was so wronged.

He wanted to say something, but felt very speechless. He turned his head subconsciously and glanced at Shen Xingruo. Only then did he discover that this white peacock was swimming in a lotus pond, perfectly blending with the blooming white lotuses.

—The stunning white lotus is now the lotus.

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Thanks to the blessing of the gomoku duo, Wang Youfu, who was already about to make a summary statement, has a new topic. I don’t know why his desire for expression is so strong. After a sip of tea, he began to criticize the one headed by Lu Xingyan again. Class baddies.

He sometimes uttered loudly, and his tone was full of painful heads of hatred for iron and steel; sometimes he talked about the spring breeze and rain, trying to use his indoctrination to influence these unlearned young masters and let them convert to study.

The audience directly copied more than fifty indifferent faces.

After all, the sanctions that the school has given to this group of diehards can drop out of school for three generations, and these trivial criticisms and education are more frequent than those of aunts.

But everyone knows that the school will not expel them as long as they don’t lose their conscience, murder and arson. Any criticism or punishment can only be earned through the "luxury package."

So, why can't this worrying class teacher let them these weak, innocent and kind-hearted boys go home for dinner? ? ?

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At six o'clock in the afternoon, the classmates of other classes had already gone, and the little chickens in the first class finally ushered in the great liberation.

Perhaps it was the hard-won liberation. The little chickens slid quickly with banana peels on their feet, as if they were afraid that Wang Youfu would suddenly remember something, and then said a nightmare "wait, let me say two more minutes."

When Shen Xingruo packed his schoolbags, the classroom was already half empty.

She looked back at the eye hygiene corner.

Lu Xingyan's IQ has little room for salvation, but fortunately he has been taught twice and has a slightly longer memory.

When Wang Youfu announced that school was over, he consciously went to the back of the classroom to take a broom, and by the way helped Shen Xingruo take one.

I don't know whether it was Wang Youfu's reprimand that made him learn from the pain and want to change his mind and become a new man, or whether he wanted to prove that he really did not bully the weak classmate Shen Daiyu.

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The two had finished cleaning, and it was half past six.

The sunset on the horizon is warm, and there are occasional birds flying around, embellishing the oil painting-like scenery at dusk.

The second grade school building was empty, and no one was seen playing basketball or football on the playground.

After leaving the school gate, they didn't meet any classmates they knew, so the two did not escape suspicion and left.

They talked as they walked, and Lu Xingyan said, "My mother called me at noon and said that I am going to do my hair today, and I have to do some beauty projects by the way, and I will be back very late."

Shen Xingruo: "I know, Aunt Pei also called me."

Pei Yue was so awkward, nothing more than to attend Shen Guangyao's wedding.

Both Lu Xingyan and Shen Xingruo knew well, and they didn't say much about this frustrating topic.

As usual, Uncle Liu parked the car at the corner of Shuxiang Road. Because of Wang Youfu's unexpected rants, he waited innocently for almost two hours.

Lu Xingyan opened the rear seat door, and put his arm on the door at will, indicating that Shen Xingruo was advanced.

Shen Xingruo glanced at him.

Lu Xingyan leaned loosely next to her, squinting at her, "What to look at."

Shen Xingruo calmly praised: "Yes, quite a gentleman."

Lu Xingyan chuckled softly, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

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Zhai Jiajing won't go home this weekend. She has made an appointment with her high school classmates who also won't go home, and will go to the city center for dinner in the evening.

The two changed their clothes and came out of the dormitory and went to take a bus on the main road.

I was talking and laughing at the store where I was going to eat in the evening, but when I accidentally caught a glimpse of the Continental not far away, Zhai Jiajing's eyes stopped consciously.

"...Quiet, quiet? What are you looking at?"

She was absent-minded, "Oh, nothing, I seem to see the classmates in my class."

"Where?" The girl looked curiously.

Zhai Jiajing didn't answer the conversation, just watched the two get into the car one by one, watched Lu Xingyan's lips smile, watched the car door closed by Lu Xingyanshun, and finally watched the European car sprinting away and disappearing at the end of the road.

She didn't know what she was thinking, she only pressed her lips without saying a word.

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It was an hour later to return to Luoxing Lake.

During the rush hour on Friday night, the road to the suburbs was also heavily congested.

Uncle Liu kept looking at his watch in the car, and both Shen Xingruo and Lu Xingyan noticed them and asked him if he was in a hurry.

He waved his hand and said it was all right.

It wasn't until he was about to drive into the villa area, when he asked the two people in the back seat "what kind of cake is better?"

Today his little daughter is five years old, and he promised this cute little quilted jacket to buy a cake and go home with her for her birthday.

Lu Xingyan: "Uncle Liu, stop here. It's better to make a U-turn. Just walk in."

"this…"

Shen Xingruo also said, "It's okay, Uncle Liu. It's quite congested now, so please pay attention to safety when driving."

He did rush home, so he didn't insist, put the two at the door of the villa area, turned the front of the car and left.

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After the long winter days, the days became longer.

At half past seven, the sky is still dark.

It's just that the lake lights and street lights around Luoxing Lake are on at seven o'clock on time. The gray-blue and golden sky is set against the warm orange lights by the lake, which has a peculiar and warm sense of coordination.

Lu Xingyan and Shen Xingruo walked into the carved iron gate one after another.

Shen Xingruo suddenly said: "Uncle Liu is very kind to his daughter."

Lu Xingyan subconsciously answered, "It's just such a baby girl, of course it's fine."

He didn't notice the slight change in Shen Xingruo's mood, and continued: "Uncle Liu was in his thirties, and his eldest daughter passed away in a car accident. At that time, his hair was half-white in a hurry, and he didn't give birth until he was 40. I have a little girl who looks like an eyeball."

Shen Xingruo: "Oh, this way."

Lu Xingyan glanced at her, then realized that he seemed to have said something that he shouldn't have said.

He was a little uncomfortable, "Hey, I didn't mean that."

Shen Xingruo turned his head, "What do you mean?"

Lu Xingyan: "..."

-

The two did not speak any more along the way, and entered the door, the room was quiet.

Lu Xingyan was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, and he pretended to be calm and yelled twice, "Aunt Zhou, Aunt Zhou?"

Shen Xingruo put down his schoolbag, went into the kitchen and went around in a circle, and came out and said, "Aunt Zhou is not here, and she didn't cook."

"what's the situation."

Lu Xingyan turned on the phone and saw that Pei Yue had sent a voice half an hour ago, saying that Aunt Zhou's wife and daughter-in-law were pregnant and asked for leave this week so that they could go home after dinner.

Lu Xingyan was speechless, and shook his phone, "Hey, Miss, Aunt Zhou is on leave. Let's order takeaway. What do you want to eat?"

Shen Xingruo was a little hungry at first, but he didn't know if he was too hungry, or was choked by Lu Xingyan's words so that he couldn't eat, and he didn't even feel hungry.

"I can do whatever you want."

Lu Xingyan also casually found a high-sales shop, "Fried three fresh vegetables, braised eggplant, corn rib soup, steamed sea bass?"

Shen Xingruo nodded.

When I heard him say something better, I said: "I can't tell, you eat so lightly."

After Lu Xingyan ordered the takeout, he collapsed into the sofa and played with his mobile phone. Without thinking about it, he blurted out and asked, "Don't you just eat light food?"

When he said something, his fingers slid the screen suddenly.

Shen Xingruo didn't think anything was wrong, so he poured water and said, "Actually, I can also eat spicy food."

-

The two were at home alone for the first time. They went back to their rooms to change their school uniforms, and then returned to the living room on the first floor to occupy a sofa.

When talking, it's okay. When not talking, the air seems particularly silent.

Shen Xingruo peeled an orange and looked at the tablet as she ate it. Halfway through the meal, she seemed to remember something, and then turned her head and asked, "Do you want it?"

Lu Xingyan raised his eyelids and answered with a sound of "Um".

Shen Xingruo reminded, "It's a bit sour."

Lu Xingyan didn't take it seriously, and directly put a small half into his mouth—

"..."

It's **** it, it's a bit sour.

How can she eat half of the noodles without changing the color?

One hundred and eighty thousand questions about life floated in Lu Xingyan's mind for an instant.

But Shen Xingruo looked straight at him. He didn't know what expression to make. In short, he intuitively told him that even if it was orange-smelling shit, he should swallow it without changing his face.

After a minute, he swallowed.

Shen Xingruo said calmly: "You are sour."

Lu Xingyan couldn't tell whether she was satire, praise, or just casually.

Anyway, his facial muscles seem to have lost their ability to move, and I feel that tomorrow the Star City Evening News will be able to publish a news about "Mingli Senior Sophomore boy lost his life to Xinghu Lakeside Villa due to oranges."

Famous school, mansion, bizarre cause of death.

Very good, the front page headline is booked.

He didn't speak, he couldn't speak, he could only slumped back to the sofa blankly.

After waiting for ten minutes, he eased slightly.

During these ten minutes, Shen Xingruo ate half of the orange again.

Maybe the oranges stimulated the appetite. She felt a little hungry, so she raised her head and asked, "How long will it take for the takeaway to arrive?"

Lu Xingyan picked up the phone again, and his voice didn't fluctuate. "There are many people ordering takeaways at the peak of the evening. I guess it will be later."

This reason sounds fine.

Shen Xingruo didn't say a word, as if he had accepted it.

Half an hour later, she asked again, "Isn't there yet?"

Lu Xingyan was so hungry that he was staring at Venus, but the alarm bell of falling in front of the white peacock could not ring forever.

He glanced over and said disapprovingly: "What are you in a hurry? I'll see where the rider was sent."

Suddenly, the air fell into a long silence.

Lu Xingyan stared at the phone screen intently and sat up straight.

This is **** unscientific.

The takeaway order is so stuck on the payment interface, and it is displayed as overtime without payment. Automatically cancel the order? !

Shen Xingruo looked at him for a long time, and his eyes were clearly questionable.

Lu Xingyan put down his mobile phone, digested it by himself, and brewed another excuse, "You may not believe it, I forgot to pay."

"..."

Shen Xingruo was silent for three seconds, "No, I believe your IQ."

Lu Xingyan could not argue, and was silent for a while, and said: "Okay, my pot, let's go out to eat."