"What are you doing? Let me go."

After a moment of hesitation, the squad leader struggled hard and got rid of my grasp.

I am not incapable of controlling the monitor, but if I exert more force, the monitor's arm will be injured by me.

So I could only let the lotus arm pull away from my fingertips.

The squad leader took Obama, who was confused about the situation, and quickly moved away from me as if avoiding the fear in his heart.

The girl with long hair reaching her waist and the husky with its long tongue hanging out of its mouth quickly walked a dozen meters downstream along the stream.

He looked like he was afraid that I would catch up.

I was a little overwhelmed at first, but suddenly I discovered,

Hey, monitor, if you really don’t want me to catch up, why don’t you go upstream of the stream and go back to the crowded place on the top of the mountain, and I won’t pester you. Now if you go downstream, aren’t you away from everyone? Getting further and further away.

But at that distance, even the squad leader's nose wouldn't be able to smell any peculiar smell.

Sure enough, when I caught up with the monitor, not only did the air around me become fresher, but the stream gradually became wider, and the clear stream reflected sparkling waves in the sun.

A breeze blew by, causing the squad leader's long hair to float slightly, revealing the printed text on the back of the white T-shirt of the squad uniform that was usually hidden.

"Together"

Originally there were eight words in total, "We were together in those years," but the other words were blocked by the squad leader's long hair.

If it weren't for this breeze, these three words "together" would have been invisible.

I was suddenly speechless and somewhat doubted whether I had received a revelation from God.

But at the wrong time, I thought of the magic stick Fang Xin once predicted: The person I love most will die unless I go to him to find a way to solve it.

Shake your head and throw this thought away, I am an atheist and I only believe in the laws of physics.

And how can we bring up the topic of "Who do I love the most"? I'm obviously just here to explain the misunderstanding to the squad leader so that she won't be "lonely as snow" all the time.

"Uh-huh." I cleared my throat, and the monitor's slowed pace immediately stopped, but he still only showed me his back.

The stream is gurgling and turbulent.

"There is nothing wrong with Pooh and I. It was you who misunderstood."

I didn't know where to put my hands, so I simply put them in my trouser pockets, and to hide my embarrassment, I kicked the pebbles by the stream.

Just like what the monitor did not long ago.

"You, what did you and Pooh do, why do you want to tell me?"

The monitor still didn't turn around or show me the expression on her face.

However, his shoulders moved up and down with his rapid breathing.

"Because you are the squad leader, I have to report to you." I relaxed my tone a little, "At least I want you who care about the collective honor to know that Winnie and I did not violate the "100 Prohibitions on Intimate Contact between Boys and Girls." .”

"Really." The monitor was dubious. Because I brought the question to the class honor, the monitor's tone temporarily returned to normal when discussing with me.

"It's completely true." I said, "Because Winnie and I are in the same sports committee, and we are good friends with... my distant cousin, so we have a lot of contact with each other, but as you know, Winnie has very little contact with boys. It's so carefree, she just treats me as a buddy..."

The monitor was unwilling to listen to my one-sided explanation. She turned her back to me and endorsed it like an interrogator: "Article 1, boys and girls are not allowed to hold hands on campus..."

Hey, squad leader, you have recited the specific contents of "100 Prohibitions on Intimate Contact between Boys and Girls". Do you want me to answer each point one by one to prove that Xiong Yaoyue and I are innocent?

I raised my right hand like a witness in court, "Except for arm wrestling, I have never held hands with Pooh."

After observing my gesture of taking the oath and the expression on my face through the reflection of the stream, the monitor continued to ask without stopping:

"Article 2: Boys and girls are not allowed to write love letters to each other. Do you abide by it?"

In a tone of "I'm asking for the honor of the class, don't get me wrong."

"Do you think either of Pooh and I is someone who can write love letters?"

The squad leader nodded and said, "That's right," but immediately continued:

"Article 3: Boys and girls are not allowed to give each other gifts with special meaning..."

"I only bought ice cream for Pooh, to thank her for helping me perform my duties in physical education class..."

"Article 4: Boys and girls are not allowed to visit parks or amusement parks during holidays, or engage in activities similar to dating..."

My right hand was still raised in the air, "I've never dated Winnie."

The monitor didn't feel tired at all, and he didn't omit any of the questions. He just kept asking questions one by one, as if he was playing some interesting game.

As I answered "no" and "no" one by one, the monitor's tone seemed to become more and more relaxed, and sometimes he even raised his voice deliberately.

By the way, why is there such an illusion that the first wife interrogates her husband about whether he has a mistress outside?

My mouth went dry as I answered, finally reaching the milestone fifty.

"Boys and girls are not allowed to come into lip-to-lip contact for any reason inside or outside school. Otherwise, parents will be notified and the whole school will criticize..."

Halfway through, the monitor couldn't continue. With the reflection of the stream, I saw her face, which was dyed crimson and contained both shame and sweetness. It was astonishingly beautiful.

As smart as the squad leader, he will forget simple physical principles: since you can see my face through the stream, then I can also see your face through the stream.

The monitor must have recalled the incident where we accidentally kissed because he had to pluck out a white hair from my forehead.

As the leader of a class, someone who memorizes the "100 Rules on Prohibiting Intimate Contact between Boys and Girls" by heart is breaking the law knowingly and knowingly. When he reads it later, when it comes to the "No Rooming Room" item, the class leader should remember that he has roomed with me. .

Not only did they have a room together, but they also slept together (although it happened twice separately). The handwritten version of "100 Prohibitions on Intimate Contact between Boys and Girls" on the desk of the dean made me shed blood and tears.

"Monitor, don't ask." I said loudly, "In short, Winnie and I have never done the things you and I have done."

"Gong Caicai didn't explain clearly, so you misunderstood."

The monitor fell into a brief silence, and so did I.

In fact, what Gong Caicai wanted to say was that Xiaoqin and I had an "adulterated affair", and Xiong Yaoyue teamed up with me to deceive the squad leader.

But at this time, I felt a little reluctant to admit my awkward relationship with Xiaoqin to the monitor.

Obviously, the class monitor had overheard the conversation between my father and Aunt Ren, and knew that Xiaoqin and I might have a younger brother (or younger sister) in common, so it was logical that the two of us would become brother and sister.

Isn't it a bit unconventional to turn a foster sister into a girlfriend, just like Guo Degang wrote a limerick to satirize the rising director of Beijing TV Station? Will it be unanimously condemned by countless enthusiastic viewers of Beijing TV Station?

There is also a younger brother (sister) that Xiaoqin and I share. Will their outlook on life be distorted and think that marriage between brother and sister is normal?

Ah, it’s so annoying. Let’s ignore it for now and explain the misunderstanding about Xiong Yaoyue to the squad leader.

Obama, who was being held by the class monitor, looked up at me with an obvious "uncle face", as if he was asking me questions like the Bodhi Patriarch in "Journey to the West":

"Scum Ye, do you remember Ren Xiaoqin by the Dongshan Lake?"

Xiaoqin shouldn't go to Dongshan Lake at all, because she is afraid of meeting her grandfather who forces her to learn Yin Yang Sanshou. There is only one unscrupulous old man Ren at Dongshan Lake.

And you have no reason to speak for Xiaoqin, right? Aren't you Amy's dog? Shouldn't you adopt the same hostile attitude towards Xiaoqin as Amy?

In the final analysis, it is my own psychological effect.

Looking at the turbulent stream, I suddenly remembered that just an hour ago, Xiaoqin had just put our "wedding voucher" in a drift bottle and floated it down the river. Maybe it had been collected by someone now. Found the junk.

The little heart-shaped stone that Xiaoqin finally ground into a heart shape is also placed in my trouser pocket, although no matter which angle you look at it, it looks more like a butt...

"That..." I couldn't help but hesitate when facing the monitor's back.

The monitor suddenly sighed, "I really didn't set an example."

"Eh."

"Looking back carefully, I found that I had done so many things that violated the regulations..."

The hand that was not holding the dog leash was placed on his heart, "I have no right to blame you and Pooh..."

The word "blame" somehow immediately connected with what Gong Caicai said just now, "You can't get married, squad leader."

My mind started to heat up and I blurted out: "Squad leader, please stop being so unhappy. I will be responsible for you."

The squad leader was shocked and tried to control his emotions, "Tell me, what nonsense do you say? What responsibility do you have to me?"

"Why don't you have any responsibility?" I listed, "I kissed you, hugged you, and slept with you..."

The squad leader excitedly made a gesture of wanting to let the dog out, and I quickly swallowed "sleeped" and "spanked" back into my stomach.

"Some are force majeure, and some are misunderstandings." After taking a deep breath, the monitor said to me with an aloof attitude that did not accept charity.

"I don't need you to be responsible for these things. If you can become a self-reliant and useful person to society in the future and don't cause me any trouble, I will be grateful to God."

Hey, squad leader, you want to be a criminal policeman in the future. Do you hope that I will not cause you any trouble? Do you hope that I will not become a criminal?

"How could it be possible..." I waved my hands in a nonchalant manner. Although Xiaoqin's biological father is indeed a gangster boss, there should be no reason for me to follow in his footsteps.

"Do you agree or not?" The squad leader suddenly turned around and asked me. His long hair jumped and flowed, and his black pupils could penetrate the soul. He concentrated all his strength and stared at me, making me realize that the squad monitor was interested in this. How serious is the agreement?

It shouldn't be a difficult thing for me not to become a criminal.

"Okay, I promise you." I said, scratching the hair on the back of my head.

The class monitor immediately passed me by, as if he was worried that some classmates would find out that we were talking alone for so long, violating Article 22 of the "100 Rules Prohibiting Intimate Contact between Boys and Girls."

But at the last glance, I found that the corners of Shusha's mouth were slightly raised, with a confident smile and even a strong expectation for the future.

I just promised not to be a criminal, do you need to be so happy?
Chapter completed!