Chapter 490

Mao Yuqiu stood at the gate of the school hospital. The health care room was on the second floor. She hesitated for a while and saw her PE teacher Huang youyou move out of the hospital.

"Hello, Miss Gao." Mao Yuqiu raised his hand to say hello, and the oily light on his face mixed like a big meat bun in the canteen in the sunset.

"Oh, you're the one..." The PE teacher scratched his round and soft belly like a cake made by Qi Feng. He repeated "that" for a long time, but he didn't recognize Mao Yuqiu after all. "Ho, classmates are also looking for fawn? I remember you were in the same class

[Mao Yuqiu: don't you know me, but do you know I'm Lu Zhengkang's classmate? What the hell is that. 】

"yes." Mao's smile was generous, like three or five folds on a big meat bun.

"What's the matter with you looking for him? Oh, by the way, if you're late for massage, I'm the last one he received today. He'll press his little girl friend and leave immediately. If you have something to do, please look for him quickly, otherwise it's really late." P.E. teachers play with their beer bellies like a ramen master throwing dough.

[Mao Yuqiu: listen to what you said, is Lu Zhengkang doing any limited time sales promotion? And teacher, how does your accent sound like living in Northeast China for three years and going to Sichuan for further study? Aren't you local?! 】

"thank you, teacher. Could you tell me what number of health care room he is in?"

"On the 12th, er, it should be on the 11th now. If you go, just ask the nurse. He knows everything about hospitals. "

"Goodbye, teacher."

"Goodbye, who? I will remember you in the next PE class." The PE teacher squinted and tried to see the students' faces through the stubborn oily light of adolescence, but he failed. He only remembered that the light was very thick and oily, which was like the dizziness of soup in the canteen light. People's mouths were covered with saliva and could not speak.

[Mao Yuqiu: Thank you? 】

the little girl rushed into the hospital. Without the interference of sunlight, her face looked much more fresh under the cold light.

When she went to the second floor, she counted. The door of No.11 health care room was closed. She peeped through the observation port of the black sealed glass door. Lu Zhengkang was standing by the bed relaxing his back for Su Xiangli. The boy was very serious, and the girl was side headed. She was talking and talking. She couldn't hear her voice, but she could see that both sides were very comfortable.

[Mao Yuqiu: what's the sense of seeing of this old man and wife? 】

Lu Zhengkang turns his head slightly and sees Mao Qiu outside the door. He quickly waves his hand and feels that the door is quietly opened. Mao Yuqiu is facing Lu Su and their three cerebellar bags look at each other. Suddenly, he has a wonderful sense of seriousness of the three Hall trial.

Lu Zhengkang hurriedly wants to meet him. After two steps, Su Xiangli grabs his hand. She gasps and sits up with Lu Zhengkang.

Mao Yuqiu saw this intimate posture, just gave birth to the courage to step in, and suddenly could not help hesitating.

Su Xiangli grinned and waved his arm vigorously. "You're coming, hairball!"

"Hello, Su Su, I'm not disturbing you, are you?"

Mao Yuqiu quietly walked into the health care room. The huge room was divided by dark green curtains, and medical equipment was piled up in the corner. Only occasionally a robot would come to clean it up. Such a place is really quiet, with a sense of tranquility isolated from the campus. It's like a silent stone platform standing in the noisy forest at night. It's suitable to say something here Be considerate.

Wow, is this the legendary sweet love? Mao Yuqiu looks at the green men and women in front of him. Su Xiangli is generous and frank. He puts his arms around Lu Zhengkang's shoulder, and his expression is happy and gentle. Lu Zhengkang is just lazy and unrestrained, like a big funny boy in the neighborhood. They both belong to each other. Otherwise, how can they have such a peaceful attitude.

So, "what's the matter with Lutou looking for me?"

Lu Zhengkang moved the chair, and the three sat down. "It's about the monitor. Originally we were discussing the formation of a band, but she should have practiced drums, but that's not the point."

“……” [Mao Yuqiu: not the point? Really? I know you want to bring her into the band.

, what looked make Mao Yuqiu look at him in a serious way, suddenly found that sunlight was coming in from the window of the health room. It was shining on her face, and the grease was shining. As if the traditional dish was three, he held back the idea of tucking up his heart. "Er, I found that the monitor seemed to make complaints about something. She knew all about her character. It was very stubborn. I spoke to her behind that day. The first reaction is an elbow Lu Zhengkang touched his elbow.

Mao Yuqiu nodded, the oily light also followed up in a trance, the dim acne on her face glided in the paste like halo, just like the red dot of a laser pen drifting on a bowl of fat fragrant chicken soup, "yes, she doesn't like people quietly approaching."

Su Xiang tilted his head and said, "why duck?" Her supple horsetail gently brushed Lu Zhengkang's cheek, which made him smile.

[Mao Yuqiu: I leaned on Lu tou's shoulder subconsciously. Ma ye, I suddenly felt like I was turning into a light bulb. Why should I bear such pain? 】

"well I don't know. Maybe it has something to do with her family. As you know, the divorce rate of many single families is so high after all. " Light bulb students hesitated to reply.All three of them felt something for a moment.

Now the divorce rate is really too high.

The number of single families is increasing every year.

It's hard for modern people to have lasting love. As Zhang yingxuan's parents did, there are actually a few. When one side dies, the other side can still love her. For the rest of the families, separation means separation, and they will never see each other again in this life.

Lu Zhengkang's family is quite happy, but he doesn't know whether such happiness can be maintained all the time, and many of his relatives are divorced. Once he talks about such a topic, the atmosphere will be very heavy, especially for the children - how can they talk about their parents' affairs.

Just like Wan Qing's song, "the king of fishing still wants to be the king of fishing, but the harbor has disappeared." in fact, everyone can understand the helpless sorrow.

Mao Yuqiu and Su Xiangli are silent and don't speak any more. Lu Zhengkang sees this. No matter how many questions they have in their hearts, they can't speak any more.

"That's all for today, isn't it?" Lu Zhengkang is incoherent.

Mao Yuqiu shook his head. "You want to form a band. The monitor must be a good choice. Her drum is professional. But I don't know how to persuade her. She doesn't like to play drums

If you don't like it, it's shadow. Since you don't like it so much, for children, the reason is very clear.

Su Xiang said, "I don't like ballet either."

Seeing that they turned their eyes to themselves, Lu Zhengkang was stunned and muttered, "I don't like formalism either, eh?"

"Everyone knows that." Mao Yuqiu shrugged, "in fact, the school is OK. It won't give you too many strange tasks. Anyway, you'll give me such things."

Lu Zhengkang was very moved. Looking at Mao Qiu, he was like looking at a piece of stewed chicken leg in a shrine. The dazzling oil color was shining with holy aftertaste.