I am a Good Man

Yang Ying came back and thought, what was she running?

Isn't it just a guilty conscience?

Can't find Xueba yet? Take the question to ask for advice.

"Ring bell." The bell rang after class.

Yang Ying thought for a while, took the exercises, and ran out, standing at the door of the second and first class of high school, and she looked inside.

The girl was wearing a school uniform with a pigtail tied to her head, and she kept peeking in, her eyes clear and bright.

Heartless and bold.

Ji Yang sat by the right window, the sun was setting west, and the afterglow fell on him. He lowered his head, one hand was calculating, his thin lips were tight, and he was still in a hurry.

It seemed that everything was under his control.

He seems to have changed his clothes? At this time, he was wearing a black short sleeve, which made his face more clear and picturesque.

Yang Ying's appearance attracted everyone's attention, and in their sight, she walked in with a small smile.

When Ji Yang found out, she was already sitting at his table and put down the exercises.

"Good senior." Her voice was still sweet and greasy, this time like a well-behaved cat.

Ji Yang did not respond to her and continued to lower his head to study.

"What is the senior's problem? I have some problems, can you teach me?" Yang Ying leaned forward again.

"Sit back!" Ji Yang looked light and stopped her.

"What question? Let me take a look." Yang Ying stretched out her hand, and said that she was about to turn over the writing.

"Snapped."

Just reaching out, Ji Yang stretched out his hand to hit the back of her hand and Yang Ying retracted his hand reflexively. He didn't use much strength, but she was sensitive to pain.

It turned red at once, the tear glands were stimulated, and water mist suddenly appeared in the bottom of her eyes.

Beautiful eyes looked at Ji Yang aggrievedly, seeming to be a little dazed, muttering, "Let's take a look."

"Go back." Ji Yang was expressionless, reaching out and closing the book.

"You teach me this question and I'll go back." Yang Ying really got on the bar. She has a characteristic that is particularly stubborn.

She was in the period of rebellion, and she had to do what she was not allowed to do.

Where do you know what shame? Her mother married another as soon as her father died. That would be a shame. There is no child without a father or mother, so what else is there to take care of?

No one cares about her.

Ji Yang moved his gaze to her brand-new exercise book, and smiled sarcastically, "Can I teach you one?"

Yang Ying followed his gaze and looked over, suddenly felt a little burnt on his face, and refused to admit defeat, opened the exercises, "I have marked this way."

She found the hardest one.

The people in the class looked at the two with a lot of fun. Yang Ying was not an annoying temperament. He was good-looking and quirky temperament. Beautiful women always have privileges.

Zhang Yuxin couldn't see it anymore, stood up and walked over, taking the posture of a senior sister, "Student, class is about to go, please go back to your classroom."

Yang Ying never bird her.

Zhang Yuxin was scorned in public, and Ji Yang didn't say anything. She increased her tone, "You have caused harassment to classmate Ji. Please go back to your classroom and don't interfere with other classmates' studies."

She is a study committee member, this is her responsibility!

"Is Ji Xuechang your boyfriend?" Yang Ying looked up at her, smiling innocently, "Isn't what you are so anxious for? Those who don't know thought I robbed your boyfriend."

Hearing this, Zhang Yuxin took a quick look at Ji Yang, and became flustered. His face was blue and white, and he said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"puff."

"School girl is a little pepper."

"interesting."

"Is it possible that Zhang Yuxin is interesting to the monitor?"

...

For a while, there were a lot of whistles in the classroom, and ridicules continued to be heard.

"Squad leader, class time is coming, I just want to..." Zhang Yuxin was completely confused, fearing that Ji Yang might misunderstand, he insisted on explaining.

"You are self-study in this section." Yang Ying said and looked towards, "I just saw the class schedule, and it says self-study, isn't it senior?"

Ji Yang's fluttering gaze swept over, and his voice was cold, "Go back!"

Yang Ying narrowed her mouth.

Such a lacklustre temper.

Partial life, as if she had a deceptive power, she really didn't want to admit defeat, and she spread the exercises and sat beside him.

The back is straight, and he holds a pen in a decent way.

For a while, the atmosphere became a bit secretive.

Zhang Yuxin couldn't hold her face, but she knew that Yang Ying was not easy to provoke, and she must not be able to play tricks.

Zhou Di came back from the toilet at this time and saw Yang Ying still a little dazed, and smiled, "Oh, where is the primary school girl?"

"Good senior." Yang Ying called out politely.

"Okay." Zhou Di's gaze shifted between the two of them, still with expressionless faces at the same table.

"Senior, I want to ask Mr. Ji some questions, can I sit here?" Yang Ying pointed to the seat where she was sitting, and looked at him with folded hands.

"Cough." Zhou Di clenched his hand into a fist, put it on his hand and coughed lightly, leaning over and lowering his voice, "Isn't this bad? In the classroom."

How bad is the impact?

"Ask questions." Yang Ying also emphasized, with a small voice, "Senior Zhou, please."

When she begged, she was very pleased and kept her posture very low.

Zhou Di coughed again, touched the back of his head and turned around. During the period, he didn't dare to look at Ji Yang, "It's weird today, Zhang Xu, Cheng Qiang hasn't come? I'll sit by the window and blow the air."

Forget it, let’s eat people’s mouth softly. Who told the school girl that the soup that she bought at noon was delicious?

At this time, Yang Ying sat down openly, propped her head to look at Ji Yang, and said softly, "Senior, your eyelashes are so dense and long, so beautiful."

Ji Yang: "..."

His little girl's arrogant and reckless temperament hasn't changed at all, warm and innocent.

"Fingers look good, too." Yang Ying shifted his gaze and landed on his distinct hand with appreciation.

"..."

"Senior, where did your school uniform go? I'll take it back and sew it for you." She looked at him, her eyes bright.

Ji Yang didn't reply, he just stood up and walked out.

Everyone in the class was roaring with laughter again, but the flower of Gaoling was very difficult to deal with.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Yang Ying also stood up, angrily, and snorted, barely stomping his feet, chasing after Ji Yang.

That appearance caused the Xueba in the classroom to laugh even louder.

The little pepper school girl is quite temperamental, but this makes it more cute and interesting, and it is simply the spice of their boring life.

Yang Ying almost followed Diu Jiyang, trot forward, and continued to follow, "Where are the seniors going?"

"Don't study by yourself?"

As he was talking, the person in front stopped suddenly, and with a "bang", she installed his sturdy back.

She walked in a hurry, it called a pain.

"Men's room, do you want to follow?" Ji Yang glanced down at her, with mockery in his eyes.

"I can go to the women's bathroom, and then come out to wait for you." Yang Ying smiled, her big eyes sparkling.

Ji Yang ignored her, walked forward and turned into the toilet.

When she came out, Yang Ying was really waiting outside. She leaned against the wall and looked down at her toes. She was cute and quiet, always smiling, smart and reckless.

It seems that I didn't put everything in my eyes, I didn't have anything I cared about, and I didn't even know what I was doing.

Lived heartlessly.

Only he knows how Yang Ying will do everything to protect her after she rises up and cares. She is like a boat drifting on the sea at this time, aimless and homeless.

One is flamboyant, the other is introverted and indifferent, and is actually quite complementary in temperament.

In the previous life, it was her enthusiasm that touched him. There was love, but it was more appropriate to say that the seasoning of life was more appropriate. There were too many things in her that he did not have.

It can even be said that it is something deprived.

Yang Ying loves him, and he loves her, but there are more dependent factors that come out of companionship. In fact, he loves himself most.

"Are the seniors so indifferent to others?" Yang Ying asked again, tilting his head to look at him.

Ji Yang stopped in his footsteps, looking straight at her, his eyes were cold and unwavering, he said, "Don't try to conquer me for the sake of success."

Yang Ying's face became stiff.

The confession was a whim, and later I felt that Ji Yang was handsome, comfortable when approaching him, and I liked it a lot. In fact, she didn't know what her purpose was.

She forgot.

"Don't make yourself too embarrassing." Ji Yang dropped a sentence and walked away with his long legs.

In the previous life, embarrassment was real, Yang Ying even became the object of ridicule, because he had always been merciless, how could she be embarrassed.

She could even throw a gift from Yang Ying personally to her face, and she felt her hands were dirty, making her stay away.

Can scold her as shameless and mean.

When they stopped coming to look for him, he gave a little kindness, just like calling a dog, and promised to love her with charity, on the condition that the relationship was concealed.

In the irritable days, her enthusiasm and spirit are like a beam of light, illuminating his world, giving him comfort and encouragement, and accompany him through periods of darkness, allowing him to do anything wrong.

However, the eighteen-year-old boy has all the goodness he deserves, and he will not grow up, or even just enjoy it.

When Ji Yang walked away, Yang Ying stood there, lost for a while.

Did she aim to conquer him?

However, don't outstanding boys always make people look up to them?

Ji Yang returns to the classroom first.

The others looked behind him, waited for a long time and didn't see Yang Ying's shadow. Seeing him with a faint expression, they didn't dare to mention it.

After the episode, I still have to study hard.

Zhou Di also sat back and looked at the exercise book in front of him. There was a pen on it. The pen was light blue and there was a pendant hanging on it, which was a mini Ari.

"The pen is pretty good-looking." He picked it up and looked at it. "You don't need to throw the trash can? I just happen to lack a pen. Give it to me."

Ji Yang is dedicated to learning and has no distractions. The elementary school girl is afraid of being scolded and crying away, so she dare not come again, right?

He has been a classmate of Jiyang for five years. From junior high school to the present, many people have confessed to all types, and no one has ever succeeded.

The student in Hengzhong was indifferent, but it was not easy to catch up. He was also curious as to what kind of girl he liked.

"Let it go." Ji Yang glanced at him, "She will come back to get it later."

"That's right." Zhou Di said and posted the exercises again. He really didn't write a word, and he was happy.

This elementary school girl is really here to mess around.

"Don't move." Ji Yang frowned, the possessiveness in his heart was troubled again.

"Well, I won't move, lest it break the elementary school girl and pester you again. If you can pester me, I'll be happy." Zhou Di closed the exercises and put aside, "It's really interesting."

Hearing, Ji Yang's thin lips evoked an arc.

Isn’t that interesting?

The little girl who illuminates his whole youth is enthusiastic and frank, as if she has endless energy, fearless and innocent.

Suddenly, the picture of the previous life appeared in his mind.

Yang Ying's eyes were dim, and she lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her clothes. For the first time, she couldn't look at him, a little self-deprecating, "Ji Yang, I can't chase you anymore."

She raised her head as she spoke, tears bursting into her eyes, and his heart was flustered, Yang Ying seldom cried in front of him.

The only time in my impression was when something went wrong in her home.

Her tears still didn't fall, she was as strong as ever, and she lost all her luggage the next day. He thought she was tumbling.

Actually not. He didn't return all night when he went to the bachelor party. He was entangled with other women in the hotel, and she stood outside for the whole night through a door.

She spent ten years guarding the boy she admired and looked up to, and took care of her company carefully, and it took only one day to leave.

After school.

"Go, go to dinner." Ma Teng and his party walked over again and looked at Yang Ying, "Go, please drink milk tea after dinner."

"Okay." Shen Yi responded quickly.

A few of them often get together for dinner, and a group of people are laughing and joking, and there is a lot of joy.

"I'm not going." Yang Ying shook his head.

"What kind of foreigners are you going to find again?" Ma Teng condensed his eyebrows, "You are very unsuccessful.

Yang Ying didn't reply yet, but she caught a glimpse of Liu Yu in the corner. The other party lowered his head and looked at the question, with one hand covering his abdomen, and his face was a little pale.

She seems to have never left her position.

The other party is a model of a good student. He looks quiet and decent. He wears a ponytail every day. He looks pretty and has a humble temperament in the crowd.

Every exam seems to be the first in the class, and listens to the teacher, but the temper is dull, and there are no friends in the class.

"You care so much! Are you yelling and hungry? Are you still leaving?" Yang Ying urged.

"Let's go, let's go together, there are so many people." Shen Yi came over and took her hand.

Yang Ying glanced at Liu Yu behind her again, her eyes flashed, and followed a few people downstairs.

As soon as a few people left, there was no one in the classroom.

Liu Yu gritted his teeth and put the pen down in a sigh of relief, clutching his abdomen, with cold sweat on his forehead.

She didn't dare to get up, she could already feel the wetness under her pants, she felt very embarrassed, she didn't know what to do, and she was crying.

Because of her incompatibility, the girls in the class often laugh at her, which causes her to feel a little inferior and amplifies her embarrassment.

There are so many people after school, how can she go back?

Do you want to go back in the evening? No one will notice that way. However, she can't hold on to it at night.

Suddenly Yang Ying walked back to the classroom again, shocked her, sitting still afraid to move, she was still holding a coat in her hand.

"Why haven't you returned?" Yang Ying seemed to be puzzled, walked to his desk and took out a pack of sanitary napkins wrapped in a black bag from it.

Liu Yu looked straight, she wanted to borrow, but she couldn't say it.

Yang Ying and her were never the same, nor did they meet each other, and the teacher would not allow her to contact Ma Teng and the others.

She dare not.

"What's the matter with you? You look so bad? Are you sick?" Yang Ying looked at her again and walked over.

Liu Yu couldn't do the movement of shaking his head, clutching his stomach.

"Are you in your menstrual period?" Yang Ying guessed it right away, her complexion clear, and then she said again, "Do you need sanitary napkins? I just have one."

Liu Yu hesitated and nodded, "Thank you."

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter," she handed over two pieces, and then looked at the coat on her hand. "You didn't touch your pants, did you?"

"I don't know." Liu Yu then showed his grievance, "I didn't dare to get up."

She was choppy every time, and the sanitary napkins had to be large-sized. Now I am afraid that there are a lot of people coming, and she didn't dare to move.

"Go to the toilet? I just took my coat back from the bedroom to wash it. If you put it on for your use, cover it and go home. It's no big deal, no one will notice."

"Isn't this normal?"

Her casual and peaceful remarks made Liu Yu relaxed and stood up slowly. Before she even looked, Yang Ying put her coat around her.

"Thank you." Liu Yu looked at her and whispered.

Yang Ying makes a lot of noise in the class, and the teacher doesn't care about her, but she has never bullied others. Compared to a group of isolated and secretive students, she has a not bad impression of Yang Ying.

"Small things, I'll go first, and I'm going to eat." Yang Ying raised his hand and walked out the door again.

Soon it disappeared from her sight.

Liu Yu was a little embarrassed just now. Now Yang Ying is gone, and she feels a lot relieved. For her sensitive temper, she feels that this is very embarrassing and embarrassing.

Looking at the two pieces of sanitary napkins in the palms of his hands, emotions surging in his eyes.

The other end.

Yang Ying didn't go to dinner, but went to the classroom of the first grade of high school. There is no one at dinner time.

She was going to sneak in to get her exercises and pens back.

Don't be thrown away by Ji Yang. The math class is taught by the principal. If this exercise book is missing, you can't pretend it. Bookstores don't sell this.

As soon as I walked in, I saw that Ji Yang was packing things up, and he was left alone in the classroom.

She felt very happy. Seeing him putting that school uniform into his schoolbag, she hurriedly walked over, "Senior Ji."

Ji Yang squinted and stopped his movements.

"Give this to me, and I'll sew it for you." She leaned over and snatched the school uniform from him, smiling like a cat who had no choice but to succeed.

"Give it to me." Ji Yang stretched out his hand, his face stern.

She hugged the school uniform in her arms and shook her head abruptly, as if she could still smell him, her little eyes saw her exercises on the top of the book, grabbed it, and turned around, "Goodbye senior, I'll bring it to you when you sew it. you."

The soles of the feet were greased, and this time they ran faster than anyone else.

Ji Yang's thin lips curled up, and looked at the direction she was leaving with a very light smile, his black eyes stained with helpless indulgence.

The author has something to say: Today was originally an afternoon update. This story made Mi'er dare not read the reviews, including my update now and did not read the reviews. I always feel a mess, and may be the most broken woman in this book. host.

It’s not a person’s problem. Mi’er can’t control it. In the afternoon, Mi’er thinks about writing and staying in front of the computer for four hours. In fact, it is possible to change the person’s design. At present, there are not many more, just fix it. , But after thinking about it, I still didn’t change it. This was originally a quick-wearing essay. There are all kinds of people, and there should be people with different personalities. Mi'er can’t guarantee that everyone can get every dear. The likes of each person are different, so they can only try their best to shape each character in the pen, hoping to get your likes.

How should I put it, Yang Ying’s father passed away, and her mother married another. In such a family, her wanton and fearless temperament was actually just for more attention. Some dears asked her how old she was, and Mi'er gave it to her. The person is set at sixteen, just in the first year of high school.

Adolescent rebellion is a lot of people, young and ignorant, they think it’s cool to fight, drink, and even tugging, they want to learn to smoke, get tattoos, skip class, go to Internet cafes to indulge in games, think it’s cool to follow the trend and fall in love, don’t learn to contradict the teacher and think it’s cool ...

Must these bad students be "bad"? Mi'er thinks not. Many people have a rebellious period in adolescence. Later, when they think about it, they feel trance. Most of them are young, ignorant and confused, aimless and don't know what to do, just like lost children. Some will suddenly wake up, or even become very good people, and some are not so lucky, and perhaps miss the most important opportunity in life.

In fact, I just want to write and grow up together.

Finally, good night and see you tomorrow.