Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Ma Xiaoding is about to speak.

Song Yu had been pitted by him for so long, and he had known his urination for a long time, so he directly slammed his shoulders and pulled back, cutting off what he hadn't said.

Ma Xiaoding was forced to back up, silently swallowing the five words "go out to beat his son" in his throat, and stood behind.

As soon as Song Yu took his attitude, he opened his eyes freely and said nonsense: "If you haven't gone, go out to the bathroom."

Xie Sui glanced at him faintly: "Do you have to take someone to the bathroom?"

Song Yu grabbed Ma Xiaoding's clothes again, winking and urged: "Quickly tell Xie Sui, if you dare not go to the bathroom alone after coming back from the haunted house."

Ma Xiaoding was vomiting blood in his heart, forced by her lust, could only nod frantically: "Yes, yes, I'm afraid of death."

Xie Suiding was determined to look at him for a while, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's a coincidence, I don't dare."

Xie Sui: "Let's go together."

Song Yu: "........"

Of course it is impossible for the three of them to actually go to the bathroom.

Xie Sui walked ahead, not in the direction of the toilet at all. He walked down the stairs with long legs and walked directly to the main entrance of the library.

Song Yu was dissected and felt a little embarrassed. After coughing, he explained the ins and outs clearly: "Do you remember Yao Rui who was beaten by me for getting in the way last time? A group of them took advantage of Saturday. Blatantly bullying the door, can you bear it? Anyway, I can't bear it."

So it really wasn't that he was looking for something on purpose.

Xie Sui glanced at him, his tone was cold and mocking: "Oh, so the school bully is going to get justice again?"

Song Yu explained: "No, in fact, I have never recognized this schoolmaster."

Xie Sui: "I think you are fighting wildly."

Song Yu: "You only saw me fighting wild? Didn't you see me reading the lamp day and night?"

Xie Sui: "Huh? Didn't you ask you to go to bed earlier?"

Song Yu: "Don't change the subject!"

The two teenagers said each other in the corridor.

Ma Xiaoding felt that he was just here to make up the number, like a light bulb that was big and round but not bright.

There is also a reading room on the first floor. Now that this is happening, everyone simply has no intention of learning, pushing and pushing to see. The people in No. 13 Middle School were blocked at the door.

Yao Rui was sitting on the steps, lighting a lighter, and lighting a cigarette. The sky was gray with cigarette butts, and the red light from the cigarette butts was very conspicuous.

The people next to him looked around: "Brother Rui, what if that kid Song Yu can't escape."

Yao Rui spit out the smoke ring, stood up, his face was full of gloom: "Then let's go in and pull people out."

The first floor of the library in No. 1 Middle School is very simple. It is separated from the lobby and the entrance is facing the stairs.

When Yao Rui and his party walked in, Song Yu and Xie Sui just walked down.

The two waves collided.

The smell of gunpowder is full.

A group of people onlookers took a deep breath.

Yao Rui was extremely jealous at Song Yu who asked an enemy to meet him. He threw the cigarette between his fingers on the ground and stepped on it. It almost popped out between his teeth and said: "Song Yu, he can't hide from the first day of the first year but fifteenth time. Let’s do the calculations now."

Song Yu didn't speak yet.

Xie Sui had already spoken, staring at his group of 13th Middle School indifferently, and raised his chin: "Go out and count."

The people who came out to watch instantly took a breath again—thank God, what are they doing, the boyfriend hurt his hand, so he came to teach others?

Song Yu swallowed the cruel words to his lips, and gave Yao Rui a sympathetic look.

It was fine for him, but Xie Sui was really cruel when he started.

But Yao Rui hadn't noticed yet, and he uttered wild words: "I'm talking to Song Yu, who are you, it's your turn to speak."

Xie Sui hooked his lips: "His friend."

Many girls onlookers covered their faces and silently added a male character to him.

——His boyfriend.

Song Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, his eyes showed a bit of pity, the scum will hang up, and his words will be strong, and he will wax the man.

Facts proved that Song Yu's wax point was correct.

This afternoon.

The people in the whole No. 1 were stunned, looking at their cold and abstinent school grass, as if they were not eating the fireworks, and they fought.

And he played sassy and handsome.

After all, Song Yu had been sitting on the wall and saw him pick ten, and he was not surprised at the scene.

When he saw Yao Rui being beaten to the ground, he felt relieved and cheered beside him: "666!"

Seeing a group of people in No. 13 Middle School fell to the ground, applauded, and sincerely admired: "nice."

"Ahhhhh"

There was a scream in the library.

Onlookers in No.1 are roughly divided into three categories.

A kind of obedient student, heartbroken, "Why the extinction hasn't come yet? Is there anyone who cares about the trouble at the school next door? I'm about to die."

A kind of idiot by Xie Suishuai, clutching his chest, "Ah, ah, I'm dead, I'm going to be green tonight."

Most of the boys are shocked and admired: "Fuck, awkward, is this the **** first year in the first grade?"

The students from outside school who accompanied their friends to study in the library also sighed: "This is what you have been telling me about the school bully of your school? This six is ​​so **** handsome."

The boy from a middle school standing next to him felt extremely complicated when he heard that he shook his head and sighed, "No, this is the same table as the school boss."

The student from the school next door: "Huh? What about the school bully,"

The boy from No. 1 School twitched his mouth stiffly, and said, "Just buckle 6 and say nice."

The student from the school next door: "???"

The lesson is over.

A group of girls applauded excitedly.

"Thank God for your hard work."

"Brother worked hard."

Song Yu thought it was fun and shouted: "Thanks, hard work."

Xie Sui glanced at him with a cool gaze.

After the fight, you must clear the field as soon as possible, after all, the dean is on his way.

A girl next to them reminded them: "Brother Yu, hurry up. Extinction never makes sense. You will be trained for a long time if you are caught by him."

Ma Xiaoding also reacted: "Yes, Brother Yu, you are already on the blacklist for extinction-you will be punished by him even if you don't act as an audience."

Song Yu reluctantly tossed the corner of his mouth when he thought of the teacher's expression of anxious and frustrated expression with the horn.

I have already studied here for an afternoon, and the time is about the same. It's time to go back.

He tilted his head and said to them: "Then it's all gone. You didn't see anything. Just as a group of people from No. 13 Middle School came to the door and performed a suicide.

Everyone laughed, but the school bully had already spoken, so he dared not listen, and walked back to the reading room one after another.

Song Yu just pulled Xie Sui to the door of the library and found that it had started to rain outside.

The drizzle has shrouded the teaching buildings in fog.

Ma Xiaoding said dogmatically: "Oh, Brother Yu is waiting, I'll borrow an umbrella for you."

Song Yu said, "It's so troublesome." Time is running out.

He dragged Xie Sui into the rain.

When Ma Xiaoding hurried over, his eyes widened, and he stood at the door of the library and shouted: "Brother Yu——Umbrella——"

Accompanied by his voice, there was an angrily roar of the dean of instruction, and along with the sound of the horn, it came from another direction.

"Where are the people in the thirteenth middle school--is Song Yu causing trouble here again?"

Song Yu raised his mouth.

When will Lao Tian recognize that he is a man he can't catch up with? He stopped running and wanted to wave his hand at Ma Xiaoding back to be handsome.

"Remember to tell Lao Tian for me—eh—!"

Who knew that there was a sunken puddle in front of him, so he almost stepped in it and was pulled aside by Xie Sui to escape.

"Song Yu!" Xie Sui's voice in the rain contained thin anger.

After a staggered stand, Song Yu still grasped Xie Sui's wrist, and the rain splashed on the trousers.

Behind him was the irritable dean of teaching, a stunned Ma Xiaoding who was holding an umbrella and dumbfounded.

Not knowing why, Song Yu was more funny the more he thought about it, and he couldn't hold back, bending over and laughing.

"Hahahaha absolutely."

The anger in Xie Sui's heart dissipated into helplessness, feeling the temperature of Song Yu's palm on his wrist.

The smile of the young man in the ear, like a damp wind, with the smell of mud and grass, caught in his heart. Bringing him back to the real fifteen years old, a lot of emotions melted in this mist in an instant.

Song Yu laughed so much that his stomach hurts, and said to him: "You know what, I just heard that I have another personal setting, called the edge nice school bully."

He was really amused by this, and tears came out of his smile.

Looking back on what happened just now, it was indeed correct.

Xie Sui was the one who played handsome in the fight, and he was just a salted fish.

He smiled, raised his head with bright eyes, and said seriously: "Brother Xie Sui has worked hard."

Xie Sui looked at his eyes, and the words that rushed to his mouth still stopped, and his thin lips pressed into a line.

After Lao Tian refused to let him go, he handed over a group of people from No.13 Middle School to the security room. He chased him with an umbrella, and shouted with a trumpet from a long distance away: "What are you running? Song Yu! Who else can get in the thirteenth middle school! Who else can provoke the thirteenth middle school? You are indispensable for the review under the flag on Monday!"

Song Yu vomited: "That can't be caught by you, it will delay my study time at night. Let me spend the weekend well."

After speaking, Xie Sui hurried away.

"Hurry up."

The instructor jumped in anger: "Song Yu!"

The slanting wind and drizzle wet her black hair.

Song Yu turned back to whistle to him and beckoned.

Provocative.

"See you on Monday, teacher."

Reckless and unrestrained, like the grass before spring, when he was young.

Xie Sui stared at his profile, finally couldn't hold back, and laughed. The frost under my eyes melted cold, like the moonlight on the sea, clean and gentle.

He said softly in his heart, so be it.

The black mud in the soul seemed to be washed away by the rain.

He never knew that he would have time to let go of something so easily. It just doesn't seem to matter anymore. Maybe I missed it in the last life, maybe it's strange, maybe it's regrettable, maybe it's life and death. But in this life, he is still by his side, everything is too late.

No admonishment in the past, those who come can follow.

Finally left the dean of education and stopped at the bus stop.

"Song Yu."

He called out his name softly.

Before the smile on Song Yu's face disappeared, he tilted his head in doubt: "What's the matter?"

Xie Sui looked down and said lightly, "Don't dream anymore."

Song Yu: "???" He was dumbfounded for a moment, "You still manage to be very wide."

Xie Sui said: "Don't dream of me again."

Song Yu's eyes widened and stared at him blankly. Although he had confessed this matter himself, he still felt embarrassed and some strange emotions when Xie Sui said it like this.

——What does it mean to stop dreaming of you, is that what I want to dream of?

its not right.

Song Yu reacted: "You don't believe me!"

Xie Sui said: "You always thought I didn't believe it. Didn't you dream that I was a nightmare?"

He stared into Song Yu's eyes, smiled, and said softly: "All dreams are fake, you open your eyes."

The last sentence seemed to be a whisper to myself.

"I will always be at your side."