41 Chapter 40:

At the end of the corridor, there was a group of people laughing and playing, Gu Wang lowered his eyes and raised his hand to break He Qinghuan's hand holding his face.

"You think too much." Gu Wang opened the exercise book and said lightly.

When he finished saying this, Gu Wang's fingertips twitched, and the nerve pain moved up his arm, causing half of his body to feel numb.

Standing in the corridor, He Qinghuan looked at Gu Wang with a gloomy expression, making Gu Wang feel a little suffocated.

But there are only some.

If he is the original body now, with the emotions of the original body, he will definitely cry with joy, and he will definitely jump into He Qinghuan's arms immediately.

But no, no, but Gu Wang felt sad. He could distinguish clearly, and the sad emotion must be his own.

Shen Zhao carrying a racket and Song Zhiyan all the way from the corridor, he lay on the window sill next to Gu Wang, and asked, "Wangwang, for my birthday tomorrow, you ask me what I want?"

Gu Wang put down the pen and followed him, "What do you want?"

Shen Zhao covered his mouth in surprise, "Ah! Really? Are you going to give me a gift? How embarrassed?"

"..." Gu Wang smiled, "Then I won't give it away?"

"Don't, I want it. You play the guitar for me." Shen Zhao replied shyly and said the birthday present he wanted.

Gu Wang was taken aback, then responded, "Okay."

I love to play in the original body, and I can get both electric guitars and folk guitars. It's not particularly good, but it's okay if you practice.Gu Wang would also. He was in a music club at the university. After listening to his senior sister playing a song "Send Mr.", he couldn't help but fell in love with this instrument. Later, he also went to an outside piano shop as a teacher.

Shen Zhao jumped up happily, "Then I'll book a place. You have opened a restaurant in the city center. It will be 50% off tomorrow."

Among the three of them, Shen Zhao is the most shy one. It is not that the pocket money given at home is not enough, but that he can spend too much, eat and drink and play. At the beginning of the month, he did not blink his eyes when placing an order. , How do you describe it?If there is a pesticide-flavored drink on the shopping network, he will buy it and taste it.

Because he is always buying useless things, his family is strictly controlling his pocket money, so at the end of the month, to be precise, from the middle of each month, he starts to eat Gujiafan and Songjiafan.

As soon as he finished booking the location, Song Zhiyan next to him exploded, "Please, save a bit, I don't have much."

Gu Wang laughed, and it was Song Zhiyan who spent money on Shen Zhao's birthday party.

Shen Zhao, "I can't hear you."

"But I haven't figured out who to invite. I have a good relationship with the classmates. I must be yelling at the same table, and our class leader, the Communist Youth League secretary and the academic committee, they usually give me a lot of water. Yes, but Yue Feng also said to go, but I am not familiar with him." Shen Zhao stroked the phone and muttered, not caring that Song Zhiyan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot beside him.

Gu Wang was a little surprised, "Yue Feng said he wants to go?"

"Yes," Shen Zhao stopped talking, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly, "I didn't want to agree, but he said to give me a big cake, then I..."

Gu Wang and Song Zhiyan glanced at each other, faintly guessing in their hearts, but Gu Wang felt impossible. Yue Feng was not mentioned much in the book, but as long as he appeared, the author would basically describe it.

If He Qinghuan was the one who gave the order to kill, Yue Feng was the executioner. If He Qinghuan killed someone, Yue Feng would definitely be the one who handed the knife.

Such a person is far from being as approachable as he looks.

Song Zhiyan looked at Gu Wang and Shen Zhao a little worried, why are both of them attracted by such people?What is even more worrying is that it seems that he is the only one who is not being chased.

The wind was blowing outside, and the yellow leaves that had been dangling on the branches were blown to the ground, and a thin golden yellow wave rolled up on the ground.

The sunset in the afternoon was pink, and the whole school building reflected was in an ambiguous dusk.

It penetrates the glass windows and spills on every corner of the classroom, covering everyone in it.

Gu Wang has been practicing handwriting for more than half an hour, and writing makes people feel at ease. Since He Qinghuan said that word in his ear before, Gu Wang has been feeling dull and can't calm down.

Gu Wang acted ruthlessly, and the copying paper of the copybook was torn with a pen. When he turned the page, a cup of milk tea was placed in front of him.

Yue Feng leaned on the side with a smile, "Ahuan gave it to you."

Gu Wang looked back, "I don't drink milk tea."

Yue Feng glanced aside, hesitated, and then looked at Gu Wang, "Gu Wang, A Huan was ignorant before, you forgive him once, only once. We, A Huan, are good to others."

As long as you are obedient, he will definitely not lock you up.Yue Feng said silently in his heart.

Gu Wang didn't speak.

He was too lazy to say that no one knew how much the original body suffered. They all thought that the original body had only chased He Qinghuan for half a year. They didn't know that the original body had already died because of He Qinghuan.

Yue Feng sighed, and began to sell it with a sincere feeling, "Actually, we, Ah Huan, have had a very hard life since childhood. Look at him, he is rich in clothes and jade, and he stretches out his hands for food to open his mouth. Heir, Zhongxing Pengyue ."

Yue Feng saw He Qinghuan standing in the corridor, his expression was faint, his heart twitched, his voice sank, and he was more serious, "Ahuan, he doesn't like people, and he didn't like people too much. His mother had trouble giving birth. It is against the law to choose to protect the young man, but his mother shouted at the time that she would die if he was a young man. Ahuan, his dad, is not a good person. As far as he is concerned, Ahuan can become a qualified person. The heir to is enough."

"Ahuan was kidnapped when he was five years old. Later, there were a group of illegitimate children in the family. Ahuan may have been a little bit ruthless, but he didn’t survive now. I’ve liked it. If you’re angry, you can hit him. Don’t do that, Ahuan knows it’s wrong."

Gu Wang’s pen tip stopped on the paper for a long time. Yue Feng thought he hadn’t listened, and sighed again, and was about to leave. Before leaving, he saw the transparent copy paper in front of Gu Wang damp with a few drops of water. .

Yue Feng was stunned for a while, becoming more and more confused.

What are these two people doing?

Gu Wang was overwhelmed with breath. He couldn't tell whether it was sad or something else. He was obviously a very free and easy person. Without He Qinghuan, he could let the original body live well, let Shen Zhao and Song Zhiyan Become a completely different person from the original book.

But as He Qinghuan approached, Gu Wang could feel that he was also changing. His emotions became more and more easily affected by He Qinghuan. Gu Wang, who had no emotional experience, was flustered except at a loss.

Can't avoid the original plot or is it not firm enough?

He lowered his head, and he didn't know when the people at the window sill changed.

He Qinghuan came to Gu Wang's side, looked down at him for a while, then leaned over and raised his face to face him, and wiped the tears from Gu Wang's eyes with a tissue.

"Don't cry."

It's useless to cry, you can't run away.

The cup of milk tea was finally thrown away. Gu Wang threw it in front of He Qinghuan, because the trash can was at the back of the classroom, and Gu Wang was in the first row. He was carrying the milk tea all the way back, and someone looked at him.

With a "bang", the milk tea smashed into the bucket, Gu Wang's expression was faint, and he couldn't see the way he had cried before. He still thought that it was the original emotion, something that he didn't understand, and he simply shot to death.

[Have you analyzed it?What is the situation of these two people now?]

[Isn’t it obvious enough?He Qinghuan is looking after him.]

[!!!!!!!!!!!]

[I need proof!]

[What evidence is needed for this?Can't you see without your own eyes?He Qinghuan was wiping people's tears just now. Wow, Su Hao Su has a good feeling. He obviously wants to swallow people in one bite, but the movements are still so gentle. With such a boy, it will be very sexual.]

[The one above me is probably in ghs.]

[Come, press it, press it, can He Qinghuan catch up with Gu Wang!]

[It must be able to catch up!Gu Wang used to like He Qinghuan so much that he likes it to the death, but now it's at best a little temper, and I think He Qinghuan's position is higher than Gu Wang.]

[I can still catch it.]

[I can suppress it, but I think it should be difficult. You don’t understand, who else can the broken heart love? Also, why did you go?]

[Actually, I think it’s good for them not to be together. We happen to be one of us.]

[It's a sister, it's a sister, I was thinking that way, they are a waste of resources together.]

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At the end of the evening self-study, Li Shuya came in with a few watches and gave them to the Physical Education Committee. Then she said slowly, "The Autumn Games will be held next week. If our class scores first in the school, we will watch movies in the evening. , Teacher, please drink milk tea."

As soon as Li Shuya's voice fell, a group of people in the classroom screamed and cheered. Movies and movies are not important, mainly because the school is closed for the three days of the sports meeting. If there is no project, you can sneak outside to play.

Li Shuya left, and the Sports Committee carried his registration form everywhere to catch people to sign up.

Events such as sprint and long jump are generally more sought-after and are popular events. Long-distance runs such as 13,000 and 5,000 are often topped by a few class cadres. They are half-dead and can't get the rankings.

The Sports Committee was standing on the podium, his throat hissed.

"No team spirit! Too disappointed! I'm so disappointed in you!"

"It's only a few kilometers, sprinkle it!"

"Thinking about the movie, thinking about milk tea, isn't it enough for you to cheer up and be mad?"

The sports committee was passionate on the podium. The people below were discussing whether to play games in the morning or in the afternoon. The sports committee's face turned red and purple, purple and black. Finally, he licked his mouth and knocked his head to the podium, "I beg you Yes, sign up."

Gu Wang looked up at the podium.

He looked at each other with the Sports Committee.

Sports Committee, "!!!!!"

Gu Wang, "..."

"Okay! I know that Wangwang is a good boy with a spirit of dedication and sacrifice, and the three thousand meters are yours!" The sports committee was not too much, he did not let Gu Wang run five thousand.

There are two for each class of 5,000, and the Sports Committee is going to report one by itself, leaving the one who loves whom.

He stood on the podium, and started to fill in by himself according to the student number, and there was a wailing below.

"Old body, I don't know how to jump high, I tore my crotch last time!"

"Sports Committee, I'll jump high." It was Zeng Xiao who raised her hand. She was still in her original position. When she saw her taking the initiative to jump, the Sports Committee wrote the words "I don't think it's good" on her face.

"My junior high jump team, don't you think I am only 1.6 meters."

"That's fine."

After the report is over, there is the last five thousand left. The sports committee raised the registration form and walked up and down the aisle. "Hurry up, there is another five thousand. Don’t miss the opportunity to come again. This time the five thousand meters One has chocolate, brought back by a foreign teacher from abroad!"

He just walked to the position of their monitor, and the registration form in his hand was taken away.

The sports committee was dumbfounded. He looked at the boy who was like a flower of kaolin, and stubbornly asked, "What...what's wrong?"

He Qinghuan ticked off his pen and wrote his name at the end of the five-kilometer column, and handed it to the Sports Committee. After receiving it, the Sports Committee looked at the name behind the five-kilometer project above, froze for a moment, and said, "Squad leader, you are sure you want to report Five kilometers?"

He Qinghuan said in a humble voice.

The Sports Committee felt that it was illusory. He Qinghuan never participated in class group activities. It was a sports meeting, and it was five kilometers. He Qinghuan did not seem to be outstanding in sports, not as eye-catching as he was in cultural classes.

Mainly it is rarely seen to see He Qinghuan participate.

Gu Wang didn’t pay attention here. He was returning to Meili’s news. Meili said that she didn’t know why. Before they Jinyang said they could transfer and welcome transfer students. The next day they said that the number of transfer students was full and Meili could only stay. In his original high school, which is the third middle school.

The culture class in the third middle school is not obvious, and it is almost exclusively reserved for art students.

It is actually more appropriate for Mei Li to stay there. Jinyang's specialty class is very ordinary.

But she was still thinking about Gu Wang, pestering Gu Wang, and muttering to herself until the next night, she called Gu Wang while Gu Wang was still packing her schoolbag.

"I want to jump off the building!"

"I really jumped!"

"Hey, today, a little brother confessed to me. He is so handsome. I hope I can talk to him for two days. If it is not suitable, I will come to you. You will wait for me."

Gu Wang, "..."

Mei Li's mind may be different from that of a normal person. This is the conclusion that Gu Wang came to. He hung up the phone and prepared to go home.

He Qinghuan had been standing at the front door for a while. Before Gu Wang went out, he saw the corners of his clothes and his exposed arm. Gu Wang only saw these, and felt that it must be He Qinghuan.

He paused, took a step back, and walked through the back door.

He turned to go to the back door.

He heard someone tap the switch on the wall lamp by the door, and suddenly it was completely dark.

The few people in the classroom who hadn't left yet screamed and began to complain, "Who turned off the lights? All boring?"

"Are you elementary school students?"

Only the ceiling lamp outside the corridor shone in. The light was very faint, and it was insignificant compared to the darkness in the classroom. It was quickly swallowed.

Gu Wang didn't take two steps, a hand crossed from his neck and dragged the person back directly. He was dragged into someone's arms, his back pressed against the chest of the person behind him.

He didn't use much energy, he just brought people into his arms in a posture that people couldn't run away.

The faint scent of mint poured into the nose, and the breath of the people behind him was equally clear.

He Qinghuan leaned over to Gu Wang's ear, with a little smile, "Wangwang, what are you running?"

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