On the registration day of the new semester, Mu Xiangyao was locked in the toilet by her classmate Fang Lingli.

As similar absurd farces lasted for the entire semester in the first half of the school year, Mu Xiangyao immediately gave up the struggle wisely just after realizing that he couldn't open the door.

Fortunately, English-Chinese Foreign Languages ​​is the best private high school with hardware in the entire A city, and even the bathroom is rigorously clean.

Therefore, Mu Xiang was not emotional about her current experience. Just like the previous few times, she calmly opened her schoolbag and started memorizing words with good lighting.

When she was carrying it to the end of the third section, she heard the sound of the cleaning truck sliding in the corridor outside, so she knocked on the door and signaled the cleaner to let her go.

Perhaps because similar situations often occur in the first half of the year of high school, the school workers seemed to have known her. After Mu Xiangyao thanked her, she went to the classroom with a sympathetic look on her back, and unexpectedly saw her new book being scattered all over the floor.

It is a tiring job to keep bent over and pick up things. Mu Xiangi, who usually hardly ever exercises, felt particularly touched. After picking up and cleaning it up, she found that the covers of two books were scratched. She was always calm and self-control, and she couldn't help but sigh with pain.

She grew up so old that she didn't care much about anything, but she loved books very much.

It seems that these textbooks can't be placed casually in the classroom like other students. Wipe the dust off the books. Mu Xiangyan struggled to carry her schoolbag that seemed out of proportion to her body shape, and walked shakingly. When she left, she met two classmates who entered the classroom.

One of them seemed a little unbearable after seeing the situation clearly. When he wanted to say something, he was pulled by the other one.

Mu Xiangxiang smiled at them, and when he left, he heard the discussion behind him—

——How did she offend Fang Lingli and the others?

——What do you think, except Jiang Hai, can you still have some reason?

*******

In the first month of the year, the New Year atmosphere on the street had not passed yet. The cold wind rushed over after leaving the heating. Mu Xiangxiang sighed along the base of the wall while walking.

She really couldn't understand why Fang Lingli felt that she had an ambiguous relationship with the school grass Jiang Hai. She obviously hadn't even talked to Jiang Hai in private except for a few coincidences last year.

But the rumors in the school were spreading so seriously, and everyone believed it. Until one time Jiang Hai recognized her at school and took the initiative to say hello, Fang Lingli began to go crazy.

Mu Yao thought at first that she felt wronged - she did like a boy when she was in junior high school, but first of all, that person transferred to school as early as the first year of high school, definitely not Jiang Hai. Secondly, even at that time, her rational brain was in a brief commotion, and she absolutely calmly controlled this "like" to the "secret love" stage and did not have any further thoughts.

After all, before she can support herself, everything that may affect her grades is unnecessary.

Unfortunately, no matter how she explained, Fang Lingli couldn't listen to it like a water in her mind. She, who only has a developed brain but has no energy to run 800 meters, and has no social skills, and has a group of gangsters with prominent family backgrounds, has almost zero chance of winning.

Mu Xiangxiang looked at the dim skyline and was stunned for a while - Forget it, who made Yingcheng's scholarship much more blonde? After paying the tuition fee, she still had the remaining subsidy for her family. She came for this.

At most, she can get rid of the college entrance examination. Restraint and patience are easy for her.

Now, what she has to do is go to her secret base, clean up herself, and avoid returning home in a mess and causing her parents to worry.

Mu Xiangyao tried to smile for a short time, and was interrupted by the sound of a motorcycle whizzing past his ear.

She was stunned for a moment, looking at the motorcycle roaring away with its roaring exhaust. There were already sounds of speculation on how valuable the motorcycle was on the bus stop. Mu Xiangyao had no idea, but it seemed to be a very talkative number.

*******

A park in the west of the city is located in the south of the city, one of the most expensive luxury houses in the city, and to the west is the short and old roof of Mu Xiangxiang’s village.

Mu Xiang wanted to find a remote pavilion by the lake, where she couldn't even hear the music of square dance. It was simply the best choice for memorizing words in a daze or even killing people and robbing people. At least she had never seen a second person besides herself.

But today, less than half an hour later, a strange and powerful aura approached.

Mu Xiangyao's back muscles suddenly tensed, and she forced her eyes to pull away from the tutoring materials and looked back—

A tall figure appeared from the other end of the bend on the gravel road, and the open black down jacket showed a school uniform with indescribable colors of the Twelve Middle School. However, the loose and ugly school uniform did not affect the temperament of the person. When the street lights illuminated the handsome face, he was talking with the phone, his eyebrows and eyes were full of hostility, and his voice was quite textured.

"I'm fine." His tone and eyes were sarcastic, "I wish they would never come back in their lifetime, it would be best if they all died."

It seemed like I didn't expect someone else to be here. When he was facing Mu Xiangyao's eyes, his voice paused for a moment, and his eyes quickly swept over Mu Xiangyao's very conspicuous school uniform, the kind of looking at strangers.

"Nothing." Then he quickly explained to the phone, "I met a student of Yingcheng."

*******

"Yingcheng? Ahhaha, that's not your first year of high school..."

My good friend was still chatting and comforting his father and elder brother about putting pigeons on the other end of the phone. Qiao Nan endured and didn't hang up. To be honest, he was used to it. Thinking about the house that was deserted all year round, it seemed like it was no big deal to celebrate the New Year alone. Before going out, he smashed the living room of his house and came out to race for two more laps. His mood has now been much calmer.

The figure in the corner of the pavilion had already stood up silently and began to pack up. It seemed that he was about to leave. Qiao Nan found a place to sit down in the pavilion without hesitation, and Yu Guang casually took the other person's figure.

He is thin, with very ordinary black straight hair, wearing glasses on his face, and half of his exposed face is white and small, and he can't see clearly what he looks like. He held a book in his hand and seemed to be an English textbook. He came to the park and read books, but he was undoubtedly a nerd.

The wrist that was pulling the zipper of the schoolbag was smooth and white, and was so thin that it was too thin that Qiao Nan pinched his fist absent-mindedly, and he probably could crush his arm twice at one time.

However, thinking of his combined score of less than 200 points at the end of last semester, Qiao Nan felt that there was nothing to be proud of when he developed his limbs.

He was very uninterested in this kind of pestless creature that was not in the same world as him, but at this moment he couldn't help but take a look. In addition to a little strange sense of familiarity, the other party's body seemed to have a lot of upright temperament, even though he had no power.

The other party picked up the big and abnormal schoolbag and stood up slowly. Except for the first glance, he refused to look at him throughout the whole process. Qiao Nan always felt that the aura of keeping people thousands of miles away seemed familiar, but before he could think deeply, he could hear an abnormal sound of water in his ears.

He subconsciously turned his head. Under the afterglow of the sunset, a small figure was fluttering in the lake water in front of the pavilion.

A child fell into the water!

The guy on the other end of the phone was still smiling and drinking together to help him relieve his emotions. Qiao Nan didn't listen to a word. He almost subconsciously climbed over the fence. The moment he jumped into the water, he heard a plop that was behind him for a second.

Half a minute later, the wet child was sent to the water by working together, and the people on the shore were screaming and chaotic. Qiao Nan was lying on the shore, immersing half of his body in the cold and cold lake water in winter. He gasped, feeling that his limbs were almost exhausted, and he was a little abnormal.

Is there a fucking starch in the water? In the end, he almost couldn't lift his arm. Was the 100 kilograms of bench press from the gym fed the dog?

Qiao Nan wiped the water on his face and wanted to suppress his irritability. The next second, he spread his palms and his incredible eyes fell on his slender, unbreakable wrist in front of him.

Then he suddenly turned his head, and less than half a meter away - there was a handsome face full of confusion.

**********

Without screaming, without panic, the two young men were pulled out of the lake by park security guards before the stagnation ended. Staff from different genders assisted the two kind-hearted men who seemed to be frozen and stumbled into the office to drink ginger soup.

The child's mother was lying on the shore crying and kowtowing, and the ambulance that whistled a few seconds ago took them away. The staff in the park shared their experiences in a daze. Then they lay down at the window of the office with the reporter and carefully felt the strange atmosphere in the office-

——What's wrong with them? I kept staring at each other, it was so scary.

——It must be frozen, right? The lowest temperature outside today is minus five degrees below zero. When I changed my clothes just now, the boy's body was even tidy.

——The girl is from English to foreign languages. I recognize her school uniform, the best school uniform in the city A.

——The other one is from No. 12 Middle School. Young people these days are so kind-hearted!

Qiao Nan and Mu thought about listening to the discussion that floated into their ears, staring at each other in a daze of their own face.

Never thought that she would encounter such a surreal plot, but it seemed that nothing was right to express shock at this time. Apart from being dazed, they didn't know what to do. After a while, Mu Xiangxiang was calm and spoke first. She heard herself making a very textured, trembling male voice: "Maybe something went wrong in the lake just now."

"... Do you want to call the police?" After the words fell, Qiao Nan immediately felt that he was mentally retarded. He tightened the warm cup in his hand, held back the broken pussy, and slashed his head in distractedly - he realized that what he had caught was a handful of long hair, and became more and more irritable, "No, what do you think you should do!"

Mu Xiangxiang looked at her face and showed a strange and fierce look. At this moment, she actually wanted to laugh magically. Then, in Qiao Nan's surprised gaze, she thought for a moment and replied softly: "We have to figure out whether we are... temporary or permanent. There are so many people here, find a safe place first."

*******

Using the excuse that he was very tired, the two people who left the contact information to escape from the park. Mu Xiangxiang checked their respective status and found that his second-hand elderly machine had already gone on strike after soaking in water.

Fortunately, Qiao Nan's mobile phone was waterproof, so Qiao Nan sent a WeChat message to ask a buddy named Monkey to send a bunch of keys to a vacant house in City A. Then, when the same careless boy arrived, he hid behind the shade of a tree to direct Mu Xiang to get it.

Mu Xiangxiang recalled his familiar words when he sent WeChat messages, and had no experience with good friends, so he thought more carefully: "He will probably talk to me in a while, and he won't be seen, right?"

Qiao Nan felt that it was a problem when he heard this. He thought calmly for a while, and then calmly said: "It's okay, when you can't deal with it, just scold him with swear words. I'll teach you two words: xx, xxx."
Chapter completed!