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    Jiang Yu planned to wait a little longer, unscrewed the ice coke and took a sip, and heard Dai Ziming call out to him in front of him, "What about iron juice? When did you go to the back?"

    "Come right away." Jiang Yu watched the phone screen from the corner of his eyes, and while screwing on the bottle cap, temporarily picked up the phone and walked quickly towards Dai Ziming.

    The small supermarket is not far from the playground, and you can hear the movement of playing basketball if you walk a little further.

    Holding a bottle of ice water in both hands, Dai Ziming stood in front and waited for Jiang Yu to approach before turning around and going to the playground with Jiang Yu.

    The two walked side by side, farther and farther away, and did not notice a thin and tall figure quietly appearing under a certain tree not far behind them, like a ghost lurking in a damp and dark corner, halfThe body was hidden behind the tree, and the dark pupils just stared at Jiang Yu's back in such a pale and silent manner.

    The hand hanging on the crutch held an old mobile phone. He lowered his eyes slightly, with cold eyes, and his eyes quickly passed the portrait opposite the chat box.

    ——

    As soon as Jiang Yu and Dai Ziming appeared on the playground, Qin Sheng raised his hand at the others, trotted towards them, lifted the hem of his jersey to wipe his sweat, revealing his strong and attractive abs.

    Jiang Yu stared at Qin Sheng's abdominal muscles and whistled like a hooligan, "YO~~~"

    Dai Ziming was even more rascal, shaking his legs and blowing, "YO..."

    The two hooligans didn't finish playing, and Qin Sheng approached one of them and gave him a kick.

    Jiang Yu quickly retreated, and Dai Ziming, who was standing next to him, took two blows alone, and flew past Jiang Yu with a sound of "Fuck", and ran ten meters away: "Male Gobi, Jiang Yu...Qin Sheng...you two horse riders—"

    Jiang Yu jumped back a meter long ago, seeing Dai Ziming so embarrassed, Qin Sheng grabbed his cheek and said, "None of your business, Xiaoyu?"

    "..." The retribution of the present world came too fast, Jiang Yu received the retribution, and immediately looked at Qin Sheng softly, and held his wrist flatteringly, "Brother Qin, Xiaoyu made a mistake."

    "Damn it." Dai Ziming's butt was numb, and he walked back while patting the footprints on his pants.

    There was a box of mineral water beside the playground. Lin Ang came to look for them, grabbed a bottle from the cardboard box at random, and drank most of it in one breath, before panting, "I've heard Brother Qin say, who wants to marry us?A group?"

    "Ah, yes." Dai Ziming originally planned to tell them in this class, "Does Xue Ran know? There are still two people in our group, you see who to invite."

    It was only Lin Ang who knew about it, how could Xue Ran know about it if he didn't come to play.Lin Ang shook his head, then frowned, glanced at Jiang Yu and Qin Sheng not far away, wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

    Jiang Yucai rescued his tender face from Qin Sheng's claws, covered the reddened area, glared at Qin Sheng, and muttered, "The broken child is so weak."

    Qin Sheng stared at him suspiciously, "What did you say?"

    Jiang Yu shut his mouth tightly.

    Dai Ziming gloated and said to Lin Ang, "Do you think Xiaoyu's posture looks like Xiaohong who was rewarded by her mother with a big love?"

    Jiang Yu turned his head and glared at Dai Ziming angrily.

    Dai Ziming smiled meanly at him, imitating him to cover his cheeks, squeeze his throat to tease him deliberately, "'You have changed, you never hit me before'."

    Lin Ang also squeezed his throat and said shrilly: "No, Xiaohong, you just have a wisdom tooth pain."

    The two of them chattered there after they finished their studies, but Jiang Yu, who was furious, rolled up his sleeves and rushed over and punched each of them.

    "...fuck, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts me so much, I laugh so hard." Dai Ziming and Lin Ang continued to laugh while clutching their stomachs that had been beaten sorely, and still gave a thumbs up to comment, "ThisOne punch won the essence of Brother Qin and me, Xiaoyu, awesome!"

    Jiang Yu was speechless, and didn't want to talk to them. He turned his head to look at Qin Sheng, who was also there with his shoulders shaking wildly, "..."

    In the next second, Jiang Yu turned back to the classroom expressionlessly.

    It was only after returning to the classroom that Zhuang Lian was not there.

    The art teacher sat in front of the podium and played with his mobile phone. The projector projected the art homework for this class on the whiteboard. Jiang Yu slipped in through the back door. The art teacher looked up and saw him, and beckoned him to get the A4 paper from him.

    Jiang Yu went directly to get the A4 paper before returning to his seat, Qin Sheng and the other three also came back, and asked, "Where's ours, Xiaoyu?"

    Jiang Yu said unhappily, "No, get it yourself."

    The art teacher patted the podium, "Don't talk when you get back, go back to your seat quickly."

    Lin Ang asked him for three A4 papers and distributed them to Qin Sheng and Dai Ziming before returning to their seats.

    Jiang Yu stared at the homework requirements on the projector for a while, picked up a pen and planned to draw casually, suddenly heard a very light whistle, looked sideways, Dai Ziming was shaking his phone under the table, and winking at him at the same time.

    "..." Jiang Yu gave him a disgusted look, and took out his mobile phone to see what he wanted to do.

    Dai Ziming: Reliable news, Chen Fan asked his people in Chongying to block Zhuangzhuang tonight.

    Jiang Yu's expression suddenly became serious: Is it true?

    Dai Ziming: Really.Isn't that Brother Qin?@Qin Sheng

    Qin Sheng: Yes.

    This is a plot not in the book.In the book, Zhuang Lian transferred to the attached middle school very early, and there was no plot that happened in Chongying at all.Jiang Yu pinched his mobile phone and lost his concentration, and thought of the empty seats at the back of the classroom with a little anxiety.

    Jiang Yu: Who said that?

    Dai Ziming: Lin Ang.

    Dai Ziming explained: Lin Ang's family has been in contact with Chen Fan's family recently, and their family...is quite complicated. Anyway, his parents asked him to curry favor with Chen Fan, so...

    So Lin Ang was among the people called to teach Zhuang Lian a lesson.

    So Jiang Yu asked: "What time is tonight?"

    Dai Ziming: Either this class is over, or the self-study is over.

    Jiang Yu stared at the line for a while, then quit the group chat and clicked on Kai Zhuang Lian's profile picture.

    Jiang Yu: Where are you?

    The south gate of Chongying High School has never been visited by anyone, Zhuang Lian relaxed his shoulders and leaned against the wall, his cold and unruly facial features had not faded from the sudden sharpness, he raised his jaw slightly, revealing a beautiful and rugged collarbone.

    The bandage-wrapped fingers were thin, with clear phalanges, and a cigarette was held between them.

    Mobile phone vibration.

    It took a long time before Zhuang Lian took out his mobile phone and saw the message from that person.

    Where are you?

    Zhuang Lian opened his lips slightly, and exhaled a thick white mist with ease, covering his dark and cold eyes.

    At this moment, Zhuang Lian thought of a lot.

    Distressed.

    care.

    what else?

    A little bit of warmth in the cold rainy night.

    ...It was something he had never felt before, and Zhuang Lian didn't want to let it go.

    Even if it's because... pity him.

    Zhuang Lian sharpened his teeth nervously, the phone vibrated suddenly, and what popped up was a text message from the dealer's butler: Fourth young master is missing, sir is very angry.reply ASAP.

    With a swipe of his fingertip, Zhuang Lian crossed out the text message.

    He straightened up and was about to pinch his cigarette when he suddenly stared at his right hand for a long time.

    ... Poor, huh?

    The tip of Zhuang Lian's tongue slowly swept across the teeth, and he pressed the hot cigarette butt into his palm, the instant pain made his fingers almost convulsed.

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