"I have too many demands on you." Xu Wei scolded until her throat became dry, and took another glass of water, "I don't care about other things in your first year and second year, but you are all in the third year. Now, when you are willing to go to class, you should have a good class, right?"

Xu Wei glared, threw a draft on the table, and tapped it fiercely with her red nails: "Look at what you were doing when you were in my class?"

Bai Liu's name was scrawled on the cover of the draft book, and beside it were several formulas that had yet to be calculated. The letters were deformed at the end of the writing, and it was very careless at first glance.

Bai Liu picked up the sketchbook that he was somewhat familiar with, flipped through it casually, saw all kinds of simple graffiti on it, and suddenly realized it.

It's this book.

When he was in high school, he often skipped classes. In the second semester of the second year of high school, Lu Yizhan used various methods to coerce and lure him into class, but he didn't take it well. Most of the class was gone. ‌Or in a daze, will randomly draw some graffiti on his notebook.

This is the notebook he often draws graffiti in, and it was accepted by Xu Wei in the middle of it, no wonder he found it when he graduated.

Xu Wei snatched the notebook from Bai Liu's hand, threw it down angrily, flipped through a few pages, and presented it to Bai Liu for him to read:

"What are these things you drew?!"

Bai Liu raised her eyes in waves, and looked at the pictures in the notebook.

The pictures on the notebook were drawn with a ballpoint pen, they were scribbled and simple, and it was possible to see clearly what the meaning was expressed.

Most of the early paintings are a female monster with red nails and protruding eyeballs who was killed by various weapons and then died. This kind of painting probably takes up half of the book, and the rest of it is the color of red and blue ballpoint pens, which looks very glaring and bloody.

But in the later stage, the style of painting changed, and a pencil villain with a face appeared. This villain was described very vaguely. He was wearing a school uniform, a thin and small one, sitting alone on the edge of the flower bed, with his head bowed. Looking at the two ice cream sticks in his hand, he seemed very lonely.

Then, on the next page, in front of this little pencil figure, there appeared a mass of black, messy fluffy lines that were only the size of a puppy.

The shadow cannot be seen clearly from this pile of lines, it seems that the painter can't see the shape of the object that suddenly appeared in front of him, so he can only vaguely describe the shape of the shadow in his eyes.

This fluffy puppy squatted in front of the little man's legs, and a picture frame was drawn next to it, which said: [Can you give me an ice cream in your hand? 】

The villain replied with a checkbox: [No. 】

The puppy line continued to ask: [Then can I change with you? 】

The villain asked: [What to change? 】

Puppy Line said: [Exchange with my newly born soul. 】

Bai Liu stared straight at the draft book, reaching out to get it.

He didn't remember ever drawing such a thing.

Xu Wei pulled the draft back to her mouth, and was about to start to continue cursing when she saw Bai Liuping staring at her.

His scalp went numb, and the voice of opening his mouth weakened: "...why are you looking at me like that?"

It feels like I want to strangle him to death with a whip, I have never seen Bai Liu before, I have such aggressive eyes when I look at him, and my back feels cold for a while , subconsciously let go of his hand pulling the notebook, and asked Bai Liu to take it back.

"The teacher scolded you for your own good." Xu Weiqiang stood up calmly, moved a little less, and lightly pointed at the notebook in Bai Liu's hand, "Look at what you drew, it's a mess, if you draw A good teacher can help you apply for art and sports classes, but look at the things you draw..."

"What kind of female monster with red nails, what kind of tortoise, are too scary, are they monsters in horror games you like to play?"

Bai Liu glanced at the red nails on Xu Wei's hands, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she hummed appreciatively: "It's sort of."

Xu Wei cleared her throat: "There are also those villains and lines in the back. That villain is you, right? What is that mass of lines, and you still tell me?"

"You know that something has happened recently. Everyone is very concerned about the psychological problems of senior high school students." Xu Wei sighed pretendingly, "Teacher, I am very worried about your mental state, so Ask the school psychologist about what you drew."

"He said that your kind of painting is partly due to self-enclosure, which leads to the non-existent friends in childhood fantasies remaining to the present, which is a relatively serious psychological problem."

Bai Liu lowered her head, holding the notebook and saying everything.

Seeing this, Xu Wei couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in hurting Bai Liu, and slowly puffed up her chest, her expression became hypocritical and arrogant: "It's not that the teacher can't understand Why do you have such a problem, after all, you grew up in that kind of environment, and with this kind of personality, you don’t seem to have any friends in the orphanage?"

Bai Liu still didn't answer.

The smile on Xu Wei's face widened and widened: "The senior year pressure on Qiaomu's side is very serious, and it may aggravate your psychological problems. You can see that many students have already graduated from college today. There is a problem, the teacher doesn't want you to have a problem."

"How about this, the teacher can help you apply for withdrawal first, and wait for your psychological problems to improve before going to other classes?"

As long as Bai Liu is forced to leave, the grades in the class will not be affected, and Hou Tong has no other way to pester Bai Liu.

Seeing that Bai Liu still ignored her, Xu Wei frowned. She wanted to say more, a female teacher walked by and knocked on Xu Wei's desk: "Teacher Xu, I'm going down to gather."

"Okay." Xu Wei stood up and glanced at Bai Liu, "Bai Liu, you should think about it yourself."

"I'm here for your own good."

Outside the window is the announcement from the loudspeaker: [All students please gather in the playground! All students please assemble on the playground! 】

Students busily walked down with stools, complaining to each other that there was still a meeting in the sun at two o'clock in the afternoon. Basically, every student held a bottle of frozen mineral water and a bag full of ice cream. snack.

Some of the students of Qiaomu High School are in good condition, and when they hold a mobilization meeting, everyone will buy something and eat while they drive.

Except Bai Liu.

He has enough money to buy these, but this doesn't mean he can't eat them.

"Teacher Xu left you for the whole class again." Hou Tong complained and walked up, opened his pocket, and handed Bai Liu a popsicle, "At least give you time to drink some water?"

Bai Liu closed his half-opened draft book, glanced at the popsicle he handed over to him, and thanked politely: "Thank you, but there's no need."

Hou Tong was taken aback for a moment, but quickly understood what was going on, grabbed Bai Liu who was about to turn away and explained anxiously: "I didn't buy it for you!"

"Fang Dian bought it and asked me to bring it to you!"

After Bai Liu paused, he turned to look at Hou Tong.

"I won't lie to you, I really didn't buy it!" Hou Tong eagerly took out his mouth and showed it to Bai Liu, "Look, it's the cheapest kind of popsicle, fifty cents a piece, I wouldn't buy this kind of popsicle if I bought it for you .”

Yes, the whole small pouch is filled with ice cream with a unit price of seven to eight to a dozen yuan, and a cheap double-ended popsicle with a unit price of only one-tenth of other ice creams in it seems out of place.

——But it was the kind of popsicle that Bai Liu ate the most in the entire high school.

In summer, Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian will save money to buy these popsicles for Bai Liu.

"Thank you." Bai Liu took it, and he smiled very shallowly. This time, his face was less alienated and more serious, "Please help me bring it."

Seeing Bai Liu took it away, Hou Tong heaved a sigh of relief behind him, but he looked down at a bag of expensive ice cream with more than ten yuan in his small pocket, but there was no one that was as good as the one above. The fifty cents popsicle that Bai Liu bought was so unconvinced that he stomped his feet and raised his mouth angrily, his eyes were a little red.

‌What is the difference between the square points?

Why don't you buy something every time!

Bai Liu casually tore open the wrapping paper of the popsicles as he walked. This kind of cheap popsicles are two stick-shaped popsicles pasted together.

Lu Yizhan has been raising him since the orphanage period, and he is used to sharing all kinds of food with him. In high school, this habit has been retained. Before Lu Yizhan and Fang Dian were together, he was usually two people with Lu Yizhan It is very cost-effective to eat one of these popsicles, one per person.

But after Lu Yizhan chased Fang Dian, this kind of two popsicles was only enough for two people to share, and it was awkward when three people shared it. World, get water at the office.

Eighteen-year-old Bai Liu thought calmly, it's finally time for Lu Yizhan to have his own circle.

He didn't understand why Lu Yizhan would support him for more than four years, but this kind of doubt finally stopped after Fang Dian appeared-maybe at that time, there were more interesting things around for Lu Yizhan to go to. Pay attention, so feed him when you have time to chat.

But soon Bai Liu fell into deeper confusion.

He originally thought that the square approach would put Lu Yizhan on the track of a normal person - get into a good school, find a good job after graduation, get married, have children, make many excellent friends, live a normal and successful life In short, this is the end of my communication with this fringe figure.

It's like half of the fifty cents popsicle that Lu Yizhan gave him should stop there.

In the future, Lu Yizhan should not eat such cheap popsicles and share half with people like him. He is not a person from the same world. It is Lu Yizhan who has been forcing, forcing himself to the point of wronging himself.

But... that's not the case.

Fang ordered all the way to the mouth and did not snatch the popsicle that belonged to Bai Liu, but let Bai Liu eat one more each time.

This woman would laugh and buy a double-headed popsicle for 50 cents, and then give Bai Liu her other one, stroking his head and saying, "Why are you hiding, I really like you .”

Since then, the number of popsicles that Bai Liu can eat has changed to two, and his confusion has doubled.

"White Willow!"

A hearty and square voice came out, a girl with a high ponytail, wearing a school uniform and a school skirt laughed and shouted among the crowd, raised her right hand and waved, smiling brightly, the sun fell on her Everything on the ground becomes dazzling and warm, dispelling the lifeless atmosphere here:

"Bai Liu! This way!"

"Sit on my side!"