Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O?

"Is Jiang Yunsu really not coming back?"

"Hmm."

"He, he is really dead, right?" Bai Tang stared at Jiang Yunshu earnestly and nervously, "Really? It won't appear again in the future."

"Well, it's really dead."

White sugar grabbed Jiang Yunshu's shirt and stared, "You won't leave, you won't die, right?"

"Well, I won't leave," Jiang Yunshu replied, "White sugar, don't be afraid."

Anxiety, his face turned white visibly, showing the extreme fear.

"White sugar," Jiang Yunshu had to make a wave of superstitious intervention when he was still in this state for the fourth consecutive day, "Dreams are all reversed and false."

White Sugar, who was still wearing a blue and white school uniform, was stunned, and something seemed to flash in his mind. His face instantly turned pale, and he raised his hand to cover his ears.

Jiang Yunshu wanted to know exactly what the nightmare was, so he could prescribe the right medicine, "The dream doesn't work when you say it, tell me, don't be afraid."

Succulent bowed her body into a ball on the sofa, her chin was against her bent knees, and the hem of the school uniform coat directly covered her calf, which was a very typical self-protection posture.

Obviously he is not a superstitious person, but he is so afraid that he will desperately seize any possible statement.

Jiang Yunshu said: "Well."

Baitang's pupils trembled, and the scene of Jiang Yunsu staring at him gloomily and Brown Sugar staring blankly at him repeatedly appeared in front of him, the two overlapped, and he trembled even more: "I dreamed of him, he came back He grabbed my neck and I couldn't breathe at all."

Sugar's eyes quickly glanced to the left and came back, her teeth chattering, "Just, right in front of that creeper wall"

No wonder Baitang never goes there these days, and she was too stiff when eating in the living room. It turned out that he controlled his eyes not to look there, Jiang Yunshu frowned and said: "Fake, he I can't come back."

White sugar buried her face in her knees, and at the end, she almost choked up, "And brown sugar, brown sugar is covered in blood and whimpered under that tree in the garden before, under the tree"

"Okay, don't talk about it," Jiang Yunshu stood up and pressed the top of Bai Tang's head heavily with his palm, "This dream will never come true, I promise."

Sugar shrank, but did not dodge.

Come back from school the next night, Jiang Yunshu was hot, and auntie made American ginseng stewed black chicken soup today, "White sugar, come and drink the soup."

"Okay, here we come!" Bai Tang put his schoolbag on the sofa, and out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of this home as if something was different.

The large green ivy disappeared, leaving only a hollow white shelf.

Seems to have noticed Baitang's sight, Jiang Yunshu said: "I got it into the garden with my aunt."

It's impossible not to be moved, Baitang's whole heart is numb and numb, it's a long-lost feeling of being cared about by others, he walked over slowly, "Thank you. "

"It's okay, you can decorate that shelf," Jiang Yunshu said, "I see that those young boys like to print their own photos and paste them on it as a photo wall."

Sugar raised her head suddenly, her eyes lit up, "Yes, yes!"

So three days later, Jiang Yunshu saw a picture of brown sugar on the shelf, biting the sofa, stepping into the basin, biting the leg of the trousers, eating grass, lying on his back She is coquettish with her feet upside down and so on.

Jiang Yunshu: ""

Just like this for several days, the state of the sugar has improved a lot, and it has almost stabilized.

Monday morning at 7:10, Baitang was woken up by the alarm clock. He was dazed for a while, then got up and changed his school uniform like sleepwalking. Come in, stand up, and step on the little master's back with front paws, "Wow!"

Now Brown Sugar is as high as Bai Sugar's waist when he stands up, Bai Sugar is facing the floor-to-ceiling mirror and tidying up the collar of the white shirt he will wear on Monday in school, he was staggered and twisted in shock Looking at the hem of the shirt, there is a complete gray plum blossom print: "Brown sugar, your claws are dirty!"

"Wow!" It's not dirty.

Forced to do one more laundry, White Sugar walked out the door, put the shirt in the laundry basket, Brown Sugar followed behind.

When passing the stairs to the bathroom, Bai Tang supported the stair railing with both hands and leaned down slightly to look down. Alpha was wearing a dark gray suit, standing tall and leaning against the kitchen counter to drink hot water.

Bai Tang's toes curled up unconsciously, loosened, curled up again, and asked nervously, "Is it Jiang Yunshu?"

"It's me," Jiang Yunshu looked up at him and said lightly, "Good morning."

"Good morning!" Bai Tang felt relieved and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Today, my aunt made a hometown steamed Chencun powder for breakfast. The transparent layers of powder were sandwiched with sauteed diced mushrooms, diced radish and minced meat. I took a bite of white sugar, and it was soft and smooth. , so delicious that I licked my lips several times. Jiang Yunshu rarely spoke when he was eating, and the house was so quiet that only the occasional sound of chewing and the collision of bowls and chopsticks was heard.

"That," Bai Tang still spoke first, "what are you going to do later?"

Jiang Yunshu wiped his mouth with a tissue, picked up a file bag from the chair next to him and handed it to Bai Tang, "First take you to school, then I'll change your name."

Sugar took it, "Can I take a look?"

Jiang Yunshu said: "Of course."

White Sugar took out Alpha's ID card and account book from the file bag.

Name: Jiang Yunsu, gender: alpha, the person in the photo is also Jiang Yunsu, the familiar face, with a short head, staring at the front, without a trace of expression, like a poisonous snake.

The sugar reaction greatly turned the page, as if seeing something dirty.

The second page of the household registration book is his own information, name: Baitang, gender: omega, in the photo he smiles shyly, his eyes are curved, and his eyes are bright and bright, as if he has Star.

This was taken when he graduated from high school three years ago. Jiang Yunsu's photo was taken a year ago.

White Sugar stroked her photo with her fingertips and said softly, "We've all changed so much."

"En." Jiang Yunshu looked up at him, and now the white sugar is still too thin, the chin is not too sharp, and the wrist under the blue and white school uniform is so thin that it feels like it can be broken with a single break. The hair seems to be a little longer too, and the broken hair is sparsely poking at the ears, which is completely different from the state in the photo.

Although he has tried his best to supplement nutrition with white sugar, the long-term physical deficit cannot be remedied overnight. He wondered whether traditional Chinese medicine conditioning should be put on the agenda.

Sugar asked tentatively, "Can you change the photo too?"

Jiang Yunshu agreed: "Okay."

The first class on Monday afternoon was Feng Qi's thought class.

Shi Muqing stood on the stage of the auditorium and pressed the play button silently. Pieces of real news were cut into videos and presented to 196 teachers and students in the school.

Everyone was silent.

Bai Tang stood in the ranks of the students, and gradually, he heard a "rubbish thing" gritted his teeth on the right, and also heard the sound of sniffing on the left. He cried so angry that his brain was dizzy, but he stopped crying, his eyes were red, and his nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand.

"Of course, not all alphas are like this, we can't kill them with one stick, the reason why I insist on opening this course year after year is just to inspire you and tell you, no If you work hard, you can only kneel forever!" Shi Muqing said loudly with his hands behind his back.

"Although this society is rotten, there are many narrow-minded people and many ignorant people, but at the same time, there are also many people who are advancing and fighting, and all beings are in different ways. I hope you will remember today's anger , turn it into motivation, and be a person who keeps rising and making progress!"

This is the tradition of Fengqi, which is passed on from generation to generation and never stops.

Shi Muqing glanced at the audience, "There are only 56 days left before the college entrance examination. For the remaining time, I have invited several outstanding graduates to impart their experience to you."

Zhou Chaoyu nodded, stood up, walked to the stage, adjusted the microphone, there were four deep red marks on his palm, and he was numb again and again, "Hello everyone, I'm Zhou Chaoyu."