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Fu Xin

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    This incident really didn't make a big fuss.

    Except for the students in Class 1 of the third year of high school, almost no more people talked about or even knew about it.

    Including Lao Jiang and the grade director.

    Even after a day, Zhang Zhiliang's nose could almost smell the smell that made him vomit. The people in the class seemed to keep a distance from him, for fear that too much contact with Zhang Zhiliang would arouse Zong Yuan's disgust.

    As for Zong Yuan, the students in this class have very complicated feelings.

    Both worship and fear.

    He Xiuxiu's slender eyebrows were frowned, hiding a hidden dissatisfaction, "You didn't have something to do with Fu Xin, why did you anger Zong Yuan?"

    Zhang Zhiliang caught the scene of Zong Yuan talking to Fu Xin from the crowd, he gritted his teeth and said, "Zong Yuan is too bullying!"

    Although he was angry, his voice was low and small, as if he was afraid that Zong Yuan would hear him. A trace of disdain flashed in He Xiuxiu's eyes. He was timid and fearful, not at all inferior to Zong Yuan in her heart. She had already thought that Zhang Zhiliang was good enough.  Good enough, but people can't always compare.

    She pinned her drooping hair behind her ears, "At my birthday party on Saturday, when Zong Yuan and Fu Xin come, if you have anything you want to say to Fu Xin, we can discuss it together then."

    Zhang Zhiliang explained, "I just want to apologize to Fu Xin! I don't like him, and I just feel guilty for rejecting him."

    He held He Xiuxiu's hand, "Xiuxiu, what you said before"

    He Xiuxiu withdrew her hand shyly, "Let's talk about it later."

    Fu Xin was seriously writing something, Zong Yuan leaned over to take a look, and saw some messy things, Fu Xin held his breath, and stopped his movements nervously.

    He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Zong Yuan looked away disinterestedly.

    What I wrote is indeed a mess, but there is a lot of information hidden in it.

    For example, at the beginning of this page, the first words of each paragraph are combined together, "I touched his skin fifty-seven times today, which is six times less than yesterday."

    Similar to such "trivial" things.

    The principal came to the classroom to look for Zongyuan when school was about to end, "Come to my place for dinner tonight? Your aunt misses you."

    Zong Yuan paused, "Okay, Uncle, I'll be there on time an hour after school."

    The principal wondered, "Aren't you coming with me? How fast can I drive."

    Zong Yuan laughed and said, "My motorcycle is not slow either."

    The principal laughed, "It will take another hour?"

    "Need it," Zong Yuan turned sideways and looked in from the window of Class 1, Senior Three in the corridor, "I'll take him home first."

    The headmaster opened and closed his mouth, but he still didn't speak after all, and walked away with a bitter face.

    Zong Yuan sent Fu Xin to the intersection at night, "Bye, see you tomorrow."

    Before Fu Xin said goodbye, Zong Yuan was already rushing towards the direction of the school, which was the direction of the school. Fu Xin frowned, and many dark thoughts popped up in his heart.

    Who is he going to see?

    Why didn't you tell me?

    He ran towards the school and hid in the dark area under the corner of the wall. It was already dark, but now he was even more invisible.

    Zong Yuan Yiqi Juechen had long since disappeared, and Fu Xin didn't know the way, but he still stubbornly walked down the road.

    Zong Yuan received warm hospitality from the principal and his wife. The principal's wife is surnamed Li, and he has been friends with his mother for many years. Since he came to this world, Zong Yuan has not contacted his parents once. He feels guilty, even though 0046 said there is no need to worry.

    At this dinner table, Mrs. Li personally called Zong Mu and handed it to Zong Yuan's ear. Zong Yuan coughed and took it, "Mom?"

    There was still the sound of rubbing mahjong at the other end, and the Zongmu exaggeratedly choked up, "You unfilial son! Are you going to forget your mother?"

    Zong Yuan, "No."

    "I don't listen, I don't listen! Son, no matter what you say, I don't believe it anymore. Your father is grumpy, and you are even more grumpy. Oops, life is hard! You two quarreled, and you put on face, every day  I'm going to suffer Hey! I'm stupid!"

    Zong Yuan's temple was hurting, he hung up the phone quickly, and the whole world was quiet.

    The principal still didn't know whether he should say it, "Yuan Yuan, your friend, he"

    "His academic performance is quite good," Zong Yuan took a bite of the food, and thought for a while, "It's no problem for an ordinary book, but English will suffer a bit.?bsp; He thought to himself, there are many kinds of jealousy, how do you know that jealousy is jealousy, even if it is jealousy, it does not necessarily mean that kind of jealousy.

    Moreover, he looked at Fu Xin, a little helpless, "Go back to sleep, won't you get up early tomorrow?"

    He rubbed Fu Xin's head extremely gently, his voice was low and sweet, "Don't think too much, there is only one woman for dinner tonight, she is the principal's wife, I call you aunt."

    "It's at least twenty years older than me," he said as he tapped Fu Xin's head unbearably, "What do you think about every day?"

    Fu Xin was taken aback for a moment, "Principal's wife?"

    He looked seriously at Zong Yuan's expression, bright and aboveboard, and when the stone fell to the ground, he returned to his usual appearance, stuttering, "You, why didn't you say it earlier?"

    His cheeks were stained red with embarrassment, Zong Yuan pinched his cheeks very naturally, "Well, don't worry? Go back to sleep."

    This sentence was too ambiguous, Fu Xin's heart beat faster and faster, and Fu Xin blurted out, "Do you like boys?"

    He only realized what he had asked after asking, and looked at Zong Yuan with trepidation, hiding his cautious fear.

    This look made people feel distressed. He asked straightforwardly, but Zong Yuan answered implicitly, "The moonlight is good tonight."

    Fu Xin looked up at the sky, the night tonight is not beautiful, the stars are dim, the moon is crooked, what is not good?

    Zong Yuan let him ponder, he curled his lips, and stepped on the motorcycle happily.

    0046 was puzzled, "What do you mean?"

    Zong Yuan was blown away by the wind through the helmet with a laughing voice, "What's in the sky?"

    0046,"The Stars, The Moon."

    Zong Yuan smiled sullenly, "Isn't that enough?"

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    Uh huh, who knows what I mean?  Not the famous confession of "the moonlight is so beautiful tonight"!

    Thanks to the reader "Hey" for throwing a mine!

    ? Thanks to the reader "Lizili", irrigation nutrient solution +1!

    ?Thanks to the readers "The moon is round and people are not round", irrigation nutrient solution +3!

    ? Thanks to the reader for "finding no such person", irrigation nutrient solution +1!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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