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Chapter 7(2/2)

The result was a lie to him.

What about this sentence?

"You took care of your sister in the hospital last night and didn't sleep all night?" Wen Yu pulled the topic away.

"Um."

"Didn't you look at your phone?"

“Where is the time.”

"Okay." Wen Yu said, "I thought I was rare to tell the truth, but it was so annoying that I didn't even have a reply."

“…”

Fu Yuhan lowered his eyes, fiddled with his slender fingers on the screen of the phone a few times, threw the phone back into the drawer, and started listening to the class.

In the fourth class the morning of the second day of school, Wen Yu finally saw his deskmate taking notes in class.

It's really not easy.

Noon is a rare time for students who have been tired all morning to heal.

It is said that there are several god-level windows in the canteen of No. 3 Middle School. You can eat by grabbing. Every day, the bell will be played after the fourth class, and the classroom will be empty in an instant.

But Wen Yu found that Fu Yuhan did not move.

He took out a bucket of instant noodles from the drawer and walked to the water dispenser to pick up hot water.

"You'll eat this at noon?"

"Yeah." Fu Yuhan looked at him strangely, "Why don't you go to the cafeteria?"

"Indecent." Wen Yu took out a loaf of bread, "No one in the cafeteria will give way to me."

“…”

"whispering sound."

Fu Yuhan sneered and put the instant noodles on the table. The white fork was inserted by him on the edge of the bowl and pressed the wrapping paper. He stared at the advertisement picture on it for a while, and suddenly laughed: "It's amazing, I heard that you didn't kiss Yang Fan, and even such a pretentious thing didn't sound harsh."

"No, I think we should not be friends-"

Halfway through Wen Yu's words, he suddenly saw something flying over at the corner of his eyes. He subconsciously waved his hand and actually cut off a speeding basketball.

The ball was thrown in with great force, and he grabbed it without any warning, and his arms were still a little numb at this moment.

The two of them looked towards the back door at the same time, and saw several young boys standing at the back door. The one in the leader raised his face and nostrils facing the sky, exclaiming in a special ignorance: "Oh, I really didn't do it on purpose! Didn't we brother Fu?"

Qian Kaile.

Fu Yuhan's face suddenly sank.

But before he got up, another man held him down.

"I am a person, it's okay to be treated as a good temper." Wen Yu loosened the collar of his school uniform and moved his neck, "I'm not happy to be ignored."

"I won't cooperate with the scene if I don't act as the protagonist."

The boy stood up from his seat, dribbled the ball with one hand, and walked gracefully to the back door.

Then, he pressed his hand hard, and the basketball hit the ground, bounced up in the opposite direction, and rushed straight to Qian Kaile's face--

At the critical moment, Qian Kaile's motor nerves saved him. The basketball rubbed his cheek and flew to the wall behind him, with a loud "bang" sound; but he was here to trouble Fu Yuhan, so how could he tolerate being counter-provoked?

There is only one person in Class 6 who wears the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School, which is Xu Qianyi's "new love".

Qian Kaile walked forward two steps, crossed the line of the classroom door, and waved his fist and went up: "I/Fuck/Your Mom--"

Wen Yu's eyes flashed.

It's certainly a national swear word, but...

I don't know when, the three-point smile that often hangs on his face completely, and his whole face is as gloomy as if Fu Yuhan possessed him.

The next second, he pinched Qian Kaile's wrist.

"Say again," his words seemed to be a whisper of a lover, but it made people hear the sound of goose bumps in the temperature of more than thirty degrees. "Who are you fucking?"

Fear is human instinct.

But Qian Kaile doesn't want to admit that he is cowardly.

He whispered his neck and shouted, "I/Fuck Fu Yuhan!"

Wen Yu smiled.

The smile was as gentle as the spring breeze was blowing on my face, which was completely different from the "Fu Yuhan mode" that lasted for a second.

"So many troubles to our Brother Fu, there are all kinds of cats and dogs," he said with a smile, "You deserve it too?"
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