Nonlinear Love

"It's really hard to buy. We've been to several houses." Lin Yan followed, hooking on the strap of the small stuttering schoolbag, "If you have any skills, Little Monkey can help you."

The information in front of him was piled up like a mountain, Su Lian supported his head with his fingers, and looked at the four faces: "You want me to die?"

Wave after wave, wave after wave, he was almost drowned by this green giant làng.

"No, no, Xiao Jiu and Jiu Ge said, this is the battle between the dormitory and the dormitory. I have finished reviewing and reviewing, so I can help and help."

Song Jiaci swallowed hard, "Where, if you don't understand, ask, ask me."

Su Lian's head hurt even more. After listening to his lecture, it was probably dawn.

He made a strategic compromise: "Go to sleep, I will memorize the questions, and I will read the books. I will stay all night tonight, will you?"

"That's right, this way, don't disturb you guys, Su Lian goes to my dormitory." Chi Li got up and stretched, stretched out his hand to collect the pile of materials, and made a decision on his own, "Go, I'll help you move the book ."

Su Lian leaned against the back of the chair and said weakly, "I thank you."

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Chi Wang was so sleepy staring at the side, he put his fingers in his trousers pocket, took out his cigarette case and prepared to go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette.

As soon as the fingers were clamped, the lighter had not yet come out, and the back of the hand was hit hard by the guidance book, causing pain.

"Fuck, what are you beating me for?"

"No smoking."

Chi Wang was smoking an unlit cigarette, biting the cigarette holder lightly to satisfy his cravings: "I'll smoke outside, I won't smoke you."

Just after Su Lian had memorized Chapter 15, he wanted to beat someone agitatedly, and the pressure was extremely low: "Will you die if you don't smoke?"

"I'm sleepy." As he spoke, he yawned lazily, "I'm really sleepy, I'll go out to refresh myself and come in with you."

Su Lian reached out and grabbed the cigarette, and threw it into the trash can with the cigarette case and lighter, making a muffled sound.

The knuckles twitched, and the tone was very irritable: "Let me see you again and beat you again."

His mind is chaotic now, and he doesn't even bother to make up reasons, so he directly threatens with force.

This is the inverse scale that touches the cool brother of health care, and he can't provoke this ancestor.

Chi Wang touched his nose, but stood up helplessly: "Okay, no smoking, I'll go wash my face with cold water, okay?"

The man didn't answer him, his face looked cloudy, and the mountains and rain were about to come, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Chi Rang raised his eyebrows, turned around and went into the bathroom. As soon as he took off his clothes, he took a cold shower.

When he came out again, the person who was studying hard was already lying on the desk and fell asleep.

He walked over quickly, reaching out to wake him up, his fingers touched the soft hair, and the fluffy hair swept his palms a little itchy.

With such a hard temper, how can the hair be so soft.

Chi Wang stared at him for a while, and didn't say a word for a long time. The light of the desk lamp stretched the shadows of his eyelashes long, and his entire face looked paler and paler. He was holding an uncapped water-based pen on his fingers, and the tip of the pen was unconsciously drawing some messy scratches on the paper.

It seemed that it was too cruel to treat people, it was unnecessary, Chi Huang couldn't bear it.

Turning around, he took a school uniform jacket from the closet and placed it lightly on his thin shoulders.

Thinking of sharing weal and woe, he sat back in the chair next to him, using his elbows as pillows, and lay down together.

Su Lian woke up naturally at six o'clock, the desktop was too hard, and he felt like he was falling apart.

He lowered his eyes to look at the clothes draped over him, and then glanced at Chi Li, who was still asleep beside him, a little dazed.

No matter how much a person's personality changes, the tenderness in his natural bones can't be hidden.

Su Lian sat quietly against the back of the chair for a while, then pulled his clothes off his shoulders, folded them neatly, and put them aside.

He wiped his face, stretched out his hand and pushed the person, his voice was very soft: "Chili, get up and go to the exam."

"Huh? Fan Wen finished reciting it?" Suddenly awakened, Chi Yang half-opened his eyes chaotically, his consciousness was still a little awake, but his thoughts were extremely clear, and he kept in mind the responsibility of the supervisor.

"... Back to your uncle." Su Lian's little inner emotion was instantly shattered into pieces.

Su Lian walked into the examination room under the eager gaze of the crowd. The grand gesture was like the hope of the whole village, and he had to pull a banner to show respect.

After two exams in the morning and afternoon, and the lack of sleep the first night, he felt that his whole body was a little floating.

But for the sake of betting, in the end, he concentrated all his attention and finished the test paper seriously.

When the English test was over, my whole body seemed to fall apart.

Chi Wang strode across the desk and stepped in front of him, his tone very proud: "Fan Wen has won the lottery, which is the fifth article you memorized yesterday. Look, I will say that Xueba's notes are useful."

"You have such a good memory, why the hell don't you memorize it." Su Lian picked up his schoolbag angrily, "Please ask me for a leave of absence for my evening self-study."

"What are you asking for leave?" Chi Huang was puzzled.

Su Lian stared at him with a vigorous attitude, and really doubted whether this person had taken stimulants: "I'll go back to make up for sleep, okay?"

As expected of a cool brother in health care, Chi Wang nodded with an OK gesture.

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No. 3 Middle School is notoriously fast in marking papers. After a day, Li Guoqing entered the classroom with a large stack of Chinese papers.

He put it on the table, raised his hand and touched the few remaining hair, his expression was calm, and he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, which made the atmosphere in the classroom even more restless.

"The classmate whose name is called, come up and get your own test paper."