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Published at 7th of June 2023 05:19:14 AM


Chapter 87

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How long did you like it?

Song Yu's eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone, staring at the line of words, I don't know how many times, and finally lay back, his head in the soft pillow, the corners of his lips rose little by little.

How long can you like it?

It's only three or four months. I've known you in my last life. Can you compare it?

With the mobile phone aside, Song Yu put his arm over his eyes and couldn't help laughing.

Well, for the sake of Xie Sui's love for him for so long, as a boy friend's responsibility, he solved these matters alone.

It doesn't seem so terrible.

In the morning of winter, when it was very late and foggy, Song Yu knocked on Xie Sui's door. Before he went to bed yesterday, the whole person who was touched by that sentence was like a fireworks explosion. He didn't sleep well at all. He woke up at 5:30 in the morning.

Because Song Yu has the habit of staying up in bed and doesn't like to keep people waiting, even if it's upstairs or downstairs, they didn't walk together in the morning.

But it should be a little different now.

Xie Sui opened the door, just woke up lazy look, see Song Yu immediately stunned.

Song Yu did not change his face and said, "why did you get up so late? Don't you have a sense of urgency after the final exam? I don't want to be the first grade. "

But Xie Sui didn't take his words. He grinned and asked, "how many classes are you going to sleep today when you get up so early?"

Song Yu said:

It snowed yesterday. All night long, I went out to see it was a piece of snow. The thin snow covered the forest road and made a very comfortable sound when stepping on it.

On Tuesday morning, before the morning self-study began, Lao Cheng had to be caught up with him. Needless to say, it was also because of Qin mo.

Qin Jiayuan is in a city, and Qin Mo is also living in the Wang family in Jingcheng. If he has an accident, naturally, it is the Wangs who send someone to come.

In the office, the moment Wu Xinmei saw Song Yu, the whole person was just like being pinched at the back of his neck. His eyes were shaking to come out. His face was pale and his skin was tight.

It's her again.

It's the same office again.

Song Yu pulled the corners of his mouth blankly.

Lao Cheng was sneered at by Wu Xinmei, but it was his students who fought, so he could only bear it in silence. Now seeing song Yulai, he immediately put down the thermos cup in his hand and pressed his anger: "come on, please explain it to the parents. If you don't explain clearly, I'll call your parents. "

Thinking of what Song Yu said yesterday, Lao Cheng said to Wu Xinmei, "Mrs. Wang, I think this should be an accident. Song Yu is not in good health and his personality is not so irritable. How can he beat his classmates

Wu Xinmei:

Song Yu may hurt Lao Cheng's heart. He doesn't want to hide it. His voice is simple: "I'm sorry, teacher. I really beat people. But this is our personal grudge, and I believe Mrs. Wang would be happy to settle it in private. "

What Lao Cheng said in one second was slapped in the face the next. His face was shaking with anger. He picked up his mobile phone and started dialing: "if you don't call your parents, you're really lawless?"

It was Wu Xinmei who stopped him. The woman, who had just been mean and mean, suddenly stood up and said after a moment's silence, "don't hit Mr. Cheng. Since it's a personal grudge between children, let's solve it in private."

Old Cheng:

"Schools don't have to interfere," Wu said She looks at Song Yu, which is extremely complicated.

Song Yu is indifferent, smile next, light way: "good, take me to see Qin mo."

Wu Xinmei clung to her handbag with her fingers and said nothing.

Wu Xinmei and Song Yu had a fight. It was in this young man's hands that Wu Xinmei planted her son. It was almost a shadow.

What's more, the Song family and the Qin family should not have made a big fuss.

Hospitals.

Qin Mo tou tied bandage, see Song Yu moment, want to pull out the needle, jump directly from the hospital bed and fight with him. In her amber eyes, she was angry. All along, her gentle and modest appearance also disintegrated, and her expression was ferocious. She almost jumped out of her teeth: "Song Yu! I despise you

Song Yu went over and naturally found a chair to sit down. He took an apple and wiped it with paper: "now, call your name directly? Didn't you come with my brother the other day, brother? The relationship between the two families has been particularly good. "

Qin Mo's chest heaved violently.

Song Yu was held back by him for such a long time, and suddenly broke out. Of course, he did his best. Looking at Qin Mo's appearance, he knew that he had beaten him.

"You lock me in the auditorium and I'll take you to the hospital." He held up the cleaned apple to him and said with a smile, "good brother."

The three words "good brother" are full of satire, almost stabbing at the spirit of Qin Mo, and are used by the indignation of humiliation.

Qin Mo's line of sight is eager to scrape a piece of meat on his body, the speed of speech is very fast: "do you think this matter is so over?"

Song Yu: "of course not, but you are about to roll back to city A. is it necessary to think so much about it?"Qin Mo sneered: "with you?"

Song Yu: "what are you pretending to be? If you were not unreasonable, you would have made a big fuss with the Wangs. I have a recording of our conversation. If Qin family knew that you had changed places, it would have been more extraordinary for you to stay here? "

Qin Mo's face was blue and white, ironically: "what about you? The Song family knows that you have a boyfriend in Jingcheng, and they will let you go? "

Song Yu bit at the apple and laughed at him: "Oh, how do you know we made a relationship yesterday?"

"Then go back to a city and publicize it everywhere. Thank you for your contribution to our love. "

Qin Mo was almost vomited by him.

Song Yu just beat people up yesterday. Just take him away by the way. I didn't want to put him to any extent. After all, he was too young for the Qin family to perfunctory.

How far does Qin Mo roll? Don't disturb your eyes.

Song Yu stood up and looked down at him. His pale pupils were full of frost. He laughed: "don't move. You can covet my people."

Ignoring Qin Mo, the whole person is on the verge of outbreak.

Yu's, throw the garbage next to the garbage can.

Long legs to the hospital gate.

The more I think about it, the more I think it's really cool.

When the door of the ward is closed, Qin Mo's line of sight does not withdraw. He stares at a point, as if to pierce a hole in Song Yu's body through the wall.

Hold on to the quilt with your fingers.

He didn't expect that Song Yu was so reckless that he directly sent him to the hospital. However, the most mindless way was also the most effective. This directly disturbed the Qin family.

The old man was so angry that he called me this morning, scolded him for a long time and forced him to return to a city.

Qin Mo's eyes are overcast.

But what about that? City a will always meet again, and the humiliation he has suffered will always make him pay back.

The final exam is after the new year's party. This time, Song Yu was not very anxious. He had a plan in mind and reviewed it slowly. Ma Xiaoding was scolded by his father before the exam, and then began to be complacent for a short time. When he began to shut up, the world became quiet.

Mathematical problems have always been the biggest headache of Song Yu. Now the focus is also this, together in the library review, but also on the whole mind topic.

Xie Sui thinks that most of the time when two people go out alone is when he looks at Song Yu and brushes the topic. In the past, I could bear it, but now I'm a boy friend. I can't bear it.

Song Yu frowned and poked him with a pen: "here, why is the answer written directly from a to 1?"

Xie Sui directly took him by the hand, pulled him over, bit it under the cover of the bookshelves in the corner of the library, and said with a smile, "I'm so good, should you give me some reward? For example, kiss a question? "

Song Yu's good review is confused by him.

The final exam finally came.

In the last Chinese class, the Chinese teacher came in with a stack of paper.

Standing on the platform, clearing his throat, the teacher said, "remember what I asked you to write when the semester just started?"

After a second's silence, the class began to whisper.

"What did it say? I don't remember. "

"Me too. There are so many Chinese homework, who can remember it, not to mention so long."

The Chinese teacher glared at them, patted the platform, and then said, "have you forgotten the learning objectives?"

People suddenly realized.

Song Yu was writing the title with his pen in his hand. He thought of it. It is the learning goal that he has to catch up with temporarily. I remember that there is a composition about how to achieve this goal, and then he directly deviates from the topic.

The title of the composition seems to be called "never forget, there must be a response". Is it related to the completion of the plan.

Song Yu pulled the corner of his mouth and forgot what he wrote.

The Chinese teacher said, "from summer to winter, in a semester, have you achieved your goals?"

The class began to cough, laugh, avoid the teacher's serious examination of the target.

The Chinese teacher snorted from his nose and ordered the table. He said, "you still don't understand my good intentions. At the beginning, I gave you that topic to motivate you to keep it in mind. There must be an echo if you don't forget it. I think you can forget it after writing. Pure perfunctory me, perfunctory I do what? Did I take the university entrance examination? "

"You don't think that three years of high school is very long, but it's just a blink of an eye. When you sit in the classroom of senior three, you think of the present, that is, yesterday. "

The Chinese teacher shook his head and sighed, and finally handed the paper to Jiang chunian: "class representative, send it down, let this group of people sober up, see if they can afford to just go to high school."

Jiang chunian touched his nose and went up to take it.

In fact, she is also guilty. Who hasn't set a goal since high school? Two English readings a day, one famous book a week, the first in a class in the monthly examination.Send out the paper.

Song Yu sighed at his plan.

When Jiang Chu Nian handed Xie Sui, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then sighed: "Xie Shen's plan has not been completed."

Song Yu came to think that Xie Sui's original goal was to help my deskmate win the first place in the city.

Song Yu said: So, it's my fault.

Xie Sui's slender fingers took the paper, but his eyebrows and eyes bent and he laughed: "who said I didn't finish it?"

Jiang chunian: "mm-hmm?? Brother Yu is going to be the first in the city in the final exam

Xi Bowen patted the table in the back: "class representative, you can't send the people behind." At the beginning of the year, Jiang was not eager to wake up

Song Yu grabs the paper from Xie Sui's hand, looks stiff for a long time, calm and says: "I should not be so strong, don't say you, I can't beat the top ten people in grade."

Xie Sui said with a smile: "what's the relationship between us and other people?"

Song Yu: "what?"

"Help my deskmate win the first place in the city."

Tone with a serious smile: "help you, take me."

Song Yu said: Strong.

Xie Sui said, "I can't forget it. There must be a response."

Song Yu looked at him in a daze, then turned his mouth upward: "calculate, of course."




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