Ma Xiaoding was about to speak.

Song Yu had been tricked by him for so long that he already knew his character. He simply grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back, interrupting him before he could say anything.

Ma Xiaoding was forced to step back, silently swallowing the five words "Go out and beat your son" in his throat, and stood back.

Song Yu calmed down and lied calmly, "I didn't go anywhere. I just went out to the toilet."

Xie Sui glanced at him calmly: "Do you need to bring someone with you to the toilet?"

Song Yu grabbed Ma Xiaoding's clothes and walked forward, urging him with a glance: "Hurry up and tell Xie Sui if you are afraid to go to the toilet alone after returning from the haunted house."

Ma Xiaoding felt like vomiting blood in his heart, but under the pressure, he could only nod frantically: "Yes, yes, I'm scared to death."

Xie Sui stared at him for a while, then suddenly said with a smile, "What a coincidence, I wouldn't dare to do that either."

Xie Sui: "Let's go together."

Song Yu: “…”

Of course it is impossible for the three of them to really go to the toilet.

Xie Sui was walking in front, not heading towards the toilet at all. He walked down the stairs with his long legs and headed straight for the main entrance of the library.

Song Yu felt a little embarrassed after his thoughts were exposed. After coughing, he explained the whole story to him: "Do you still remember Yao Rui, who was beaten up by me last time for blocking the road? This time, a group of them took advantage of Saturday and came to bully me openly. Can you tolerate it? I can't tolerate it anyway."

So he really wasn't looking for trouble on purpose.

Xie Sui glanced at him and said in a cold and mocking tone, "Oh, so the school bully is going to seek justice again?"

Song Yu explained: "No, actually I have never acknowledged this school bully."

Xie Sui: "I think you fight pretty wildly."

Song Yu: "You only saw me fighting? Didn't you see me studying day and night?"

Xie Sui: "Huh? Didn't I tell you to go to bed early?"

Song Yu: "Don't change the subject!"

The two young men were talking to each other in the corridor.

Ma Xiaoding felt that he was just here to make up the numbers, like a light bulb that was big and round but not bright.

There is also a reading room on the first floor. With the situation like this now, no one has the heart to learn and they just rush out to watch. Everyone from No. 13 Middle School was blocking the door.

Yao Rui sat on the steps, took out his lighter and lit a cigarette. The sky was gray and the red light of the cigarette butt was very conspicuous.

The person next to him looked around: "Brother Rui, what if Song Yu is hiding and doesn't come out?"

Yao Rui blew out a smoke ring, stood up, and said with a gloomy look on his face: "Then let's go in and pull the person out."

The first floor of the library of No. 1 Middle School is very simply designed, with the entrance facing the stairs across the hall.

When Yao Rui and his group walked in, Song Yu and Xie Sui just walked down.

The two groups of people collided.

It's full of gunpowder.

A group of people watching nearby all gasped.

Yao Rui treated Song Yu like an enemy. He was extremely jealous. He threw the cigarette between his fingers to the ground, stomped it out, and said through gritted teeth: "Song Yu, you can't escape the fifteenth day. Let's settle the score from last time."

Song Yu hasn't spoken yet.

Xie Sui had already spoken, looking coldly at the group of people from No. 13 Middle School, and raised his chin: "Just get out."

The people who came out to watch gasped again instantly - what is Xie Shen doing? The boyfriend's hand was injured, so he has to teach others a lesson?

Song Yu swallowed the harsh words that were about to come out of his mouth and looked at Yao Rui with a bit of sympathy.

It was okay for him to attack, but when Xie Sui attacked, he was really ruthless.

Yao Rui was unaware of this and said arrogantly, "I'm talking to Song Yu. Who are you to him? It's your turn to speak."

Xie Sui curled his lips: "His friend."

Many girls watching covered their faces and silently added the word "male" to his name.

——His boyfriend.

Song Yu pulled the corner of his mouth, and a look of compassion appeared in his eyes. The scum is about to die, but his words are still domineering. Let me light a candle for this gentleman.

It turned out that Song Yu's wax point was right.

This afternoon.

Everyone in No. 1 Middle School was stunned to see their school hunk, who was so cold and aloof as if he didn't care about worldly things, fighting.

And he fought coolly and handsomely.

After all, Song Yu had seen him fight ten people alone while sitting on the wall, so he was not surprised at the scene at all.

When he saw Yao Rui being beaten to the ground, he felt relieved and cheered from the side: "666!"

Seeing a group of people from No. 13 Middle School fall to the ground, applaud, and sincerely praise: "Nice."

“Ah ...

Screams were heard in the library.

The onlookers at No. 1 Middle School can be roughly divided into three categories.

One type of good students are worried sick, "Why hasn't Extinction come yet? Is there anyone to take care of the hooligans from the neighboring school who are causing trouble? I'm so anxious."

One type was crazy about Xie Sui's handsomeness, covering their chests and saying, "Ahhhh I'm dead, I'm going to fucking cheat on Brother Yu tonight"

The first group was shocked and amazed, mostly boys: "Wow, this is awesome, are all the top students in the grade like this these days?"

The out-of-school student who came to the library with his friend to study also exclaimed: "Is this the school bully you always told me about? He fights so well, so damn cool."

The boy from No. 1 Middle School standing next to him felt extremely complicated after hearing this. He shook his head and sighed, "No, this is the school bully's deskmate."

Students from the neighboring school: "Ah? Where's the school bully?"

The boy from No. 1 Middle School pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly and said, "It's the one who's calling you nice by giving you a 6."

Students from the neighboring school: “???”

Teach the scum a lesson.

A group of girls nearby clapped excitedly.

"Thank God for the hard work."

"Thank you for your hard work, brother."

Song Yu thought it was fun and shouted, "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."

Xie Sui glanced at him with a slightly cold gaze.

After the fight, we had to clear the area quickly, after all, the dean was on his way.

A girl nearby reminded them: "Brother Yu, you guys should leave quickly. Miejue is never reasonable. If you are caught by him, you will be scolded for a long time."

Ma Xiaoding also reacted: "Yes, Brother Yu, you are now on the extermination blacklist - even if you did nothing and just watched, you will be punished by him."

When Song Yu thought of the dean's angry expression with the megaphone in his hand, he pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.

I have already studied here for an entire afternoon and it is about time to go back.

He turned his head and said to them, "Then go away. You didn't see anything. Just think of it as a group of people from No. 13 Middle School performing a suicide show at the door."

Everyone laughed out loud, but since the school bully had spoken, how could they dare not disobey? They walked back to the reading room one after another.

Song Yu just pulled Xie Sui to the entrance of the library and found that it was raining outside.

The drizzle covered the teaching building in fog.

Ma Xiaoding said in a flattering tone, "Hey, Brother Yu, wait a minute. I'll go lend you an umbrella."

Song Yu said, "It's not that troublesome." Time is running out.

He grabbed Xie Sui and rushed into the rain.

When Ma Xiaoding came running over, his eyes widened, he stood at the door of the library and shouted: "Brother Yu - umbrella -"

Along with his voice, there was the dean's angry roar, and along with the sound of the horn, it came from another direction.

"Where are the people from No. 13 Middle School? Is Song Yu causing trouble here again?"

Song Yu raised the corner of his mouth.

When will Lao Tian realize that he is the man he cannot catch up with? He stopped running and wanted to turn around and wave to Ma Xiaoding.

"Remember to tell Lao Tian for me——Hey——!"

Who knew there was a sunken puddle in front of him, and he almost stepped into it, only to be avoided by Xie Sui who pulled him to the side.

"Song Yu!" Xie Sui's voice in the rain was filled with a hint of anger.

After staggering and stabilizing himself, Song Yu was still holding Xie Sui's wrist, with rain splashing on his trouser legs.

Behind them were the angry dean, the hooligans lying on the ground, and Ma Xiaoding, who was holding an umbrella and looking stunned.

For some reason, Song Yu found it more and more funny the more he thought about it. He couldn't help but bent over and laughed.

“Hahahaha that’s amazing.”

Xie Sui's anger turned into helplessness, feeling the warmth of Song Yu's palm on his wrist.

The boy's laughter in my ears is like a moist wind, carrying the smell of earth and grass, and it blows into my heart. Bringing him back to the real age of fifteen, in an instant many emotions were melted in this mist and rain.

Song Yu laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, and said to him, "You know, I just heard that I have a new persona, called the marginal nice school bully."

He was really amused by this and laughed so hard that tears came out.

Thinking back on what just happened, it was indeed true.

Xie Sui is the one who shows off in the fight, while he himself is just a nobody.

He held back his laughter, raised his head, and said seriously with bright eyes, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Xie Sui."

Xie Sui looked into his eyes, but stopped the words that were about to come out of her mouth, and pursed her thin lips into a line.

Old Tian was unwilling to let him go, and handed over the people from No. 13 Middle School to the security room. He chased after her again with an umbrella in hand, and shouted angrily with a megaphone from a distance: "Why are you running, Song Yu! Who else but you can mess with No. 13 Middle School? You will be indispensable when reading the self-review under the national flag on Monday!"

Song Yu complained: "You can't catch me and delay my study time at night. Let me have a good weekend first."

After saying that, he pulled Xie Sui away quickly.

"Go."

The dean was so angry that he jumped up and down: "Song Yu!"

The slanting wind and drizzle wet my black hair.

Song Yu even turned around and whistled at him, waving his hand.

Very provocative.

"See you on Monday, teacher."

Unfettered and carefree, like the grass before spring, in youth.

Xie Sui stared at his profile and finally couldn't help laughing. The frost in my eyes melted away, like the clean and gentle moonlight on the sea.

He said softly in his heart, let it be.

The layers of black mud in the soul seemed to be washed away by the mist and rain.

He never knew that he would be able to let go of something so easily. But it seems not important anymore. In the previous life, maybe we missed each other, maybe we became strangers, maybe we had regrets, maybe we were separated by life and death. But in this life, he is still by my side, so everything is still in time.

If you don't change the past, you can pursue the future.

Finally, I got rid of the dean and stopped at the bus stop.

"Song Yu."

He whispered his name.

The smile on Song Yu's face had not yet faded, and he tilted his head in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Xie Sui lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Don't dream anymore."

Song Yu: “???” He was stunned for a moment and then didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “You’re quite nosy.”

Xie Sui added: "Don't dream about me again."

Song Yu stared at him blankly with eyes wide open. Although he was the one who confessed this, he still felt embarrassed and some strange emotions when Xie Sui said it.

——What do you mean don’t dream about you anymore? Is that what I want to dream about?

That's not right.

Song Yu reacted: "Don't you not believe it?"

Xie Sui said, "You always thought I didn't believe you. Aren't all the dreams you had of me nightmares?"

He stared into Song Yu's eyes, smiled, and whispered, "Everything in the dream is fake, open your eyes."

The last sentence seemed to be whispered to himself.

"I will always be there for you."