Chapter 286 There is a murder weapon
In the following days, Song Ci would still have strange dreams at night.
Song Ci no longer dared to boast that she was a precocious girl, at least not too early in terms of X. She didn’t expect that X’s enlightenment came from Anting.
In the third grade of junior high school, on the night of the typhoon and power outage, Song Ci did ask Anting similar questions, whether it was the first time, how it felt, etc., but it was out of curiosity and he did not try it. Desire; now I really have thoughts and can’t help myself.
Actually...
In a situation like this, just stay away from the culprit temporarily and wait for the fire in your heart to go out.
However, this guy lives with me, and they even sit at the same table in class.
There is no way to avoid it.
The summer is hot and the sun is like fire.
It’s like a wildfire in a girl’s heart.
These days...in third- and fourth-tier cities, even the best high schools still do not have universal air conditioning. Not even in the first and second grades of high school, but in the classrooms and dormitories of the third grade.
A senior in high school is a national treasure.
Sitting next to Anting, you can smell the mixed smell of sweat and laundry detergent on the boy's body.
Since Anting always leaves his collar unbuttoned and the cuffs are loose, he can always glimpse a lot of scenery under his clothes just by looking around.
Sitting next to the window, the boy’s side face was illuminated, with his hair on both sides and back pushed up high, making him look handsome.
This is the person I hate.
This is also the person I like.
"Song Ci, Song Ci..."
After the English teacher Xu Qingshu called Song Ci several times in succession, she came back to her senses.
At this moment, Xu Qingshu and the whole class, including Anting, looked at Song Ci with disbelief. They did not expect that this meticulous girl would be distracted during class.
Song Ci quickly stood up.
If other students would have been punished by standing still, top students have privileges. Xu Qingshu did not embarrass Song Ci and said calmly: "Translate the second paragraph."
" Oh."
Song Ci was just distracted, but his skills were still online, so he answered the question easily.
After Song Ci sat down, Anting lay on the table, covering it with his textbook, quietly came up to him and asked, "Are you okay?"
Anting He is 1.81 meters tall and bends down to be level with the table. Without buttons, the collarThe mouth fell completely downwards, giving a clear view.
Song Ci finally calmed down a little, but suddenly it made waves again. She blushed, turned her face away, and said, "It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little unwell."
"Do I need to accompany you to the school doctor's office?"
"No need..."
It's five o'clock in the afternoon.
After school, Song Ci went back to the dormitory early to catch up on her sleep.
Anting was a little worried about her, fearing that she would not be able to eat, so he specially ordered a takeaway for her, including soup and rice.
“I’ll finish taking out the takeout and put it on your table later, and you’ll eat it when you get back!”
“Yeah.”
To this day , Song Ci's self-discipline dropped a lot, and she violated some harmless school rules.
…
Half an hour later.
Anting walked alone to the low wall next to the second-year high school teaching building. This is a holy place for taking out food that has appeared many times. Unexpectedly, he ran into another person.
It was Qiao Liang.
It is rare for this girl to wear a complete summer school uniform. The upper body is a white-soled blue-collar short-sleeved shirt, the lower body is dark blue trousers, and a pair of basketball shoes.
To be fair...
Qiao Liang is not so astringent when wearing an ordinary short-sleeved T-shirt. On the contrary, the serious school uniform looks very charming, and the upper part is fully supported. A little stretched, a little hollow in the abdomen.
Although Qiao Liang fastened the two buttons with self-knowledge, it was still very exaggerated.
That body is so supermodel.
"Hey! Brother Ting! Are you violating school rules?"
"Well, you too?"
"Well, we It’s an accomplice!”
Hearing the words accomplice, Anting thought of the days when he raised Xiao An in the school utility room, and it always felt like a long time had passed.
Since the school anniversary and the college entrance examination are approaching, the school’s management in all aspects is quite lax, especially for the first and second grade students. The two of them got the takeaway smoothly and walked on the school road openly.
Qiao Liang is going back to the dance studio in the art building.
Several school girls signed up for a dance performance for the school anniversary. They asked Qiao Liang to borrow the dance studio and also asked her to give guidance. She did not go on stage. She just taught and passed the time.
"Want to go up and play? Let's eat together."
Since Anting helped Song Ci order takeout, he naturally wouldn't forget about himself.own share.
Hearing Qiao Liang’s invitation, Anting glanced at the art building. He didn’t go up for a long time. He nodded and said, “Yeah.”
What kind of person is Song Ci? Everyone likes the heroine, but Qiao Liang is actually not liked by everyone. Some people don't like her out-of-the-way temperament and being too independent.
It’s just.
The school girls in the dance studio obviously admire her.
When I saw her coming back from taking out takeaway food, I gathered around her chattering.
Then I noticed Anting behind me. Due to Wen Chuli’s appearance, Anting did have a bad reputation for a while, but those are things in the past. Anting has already proved it by counterattacking in the high school entrance examination. He and others did not hold on to him.
An Ting is still a popular figure on campus.
The girls all booed, "Senior Qiao, are you and Senior Anting the same one?"
Qiao Liang is a very good joker, laughing and joking, saying: " Anting is my cat, please give me a try."
Hearing this, Anting rolled his eyes, who is your cat? Don't imitate the cat meowing, grab it with one hand. The other party's stupidity.
“Ahhhh... don’t mess with my body!”
Seeing the commotion between the boy and the girl, the schoolmates laughed happily.
After a while of fussing, Qiao Liang became a little more serious. He glanced at the time and said that he would dance a little longer and let the school girls absorb it on their own.
It is not Qiao Liang’s obligation to guide these girls, she is just playful and bored.
The school girls agreed repeatedly.
Anting did not take off his shoes or enter the dance studio. He leaned against the door and stared inside quietly.
In the summer dusk.
The setting sun shone in from the window on one side, and the dust in the dance studio had nowhere to hide, creating a Tyndall effect. Qiao Liang danced like this, like a golden fairy, so beautiful.
The dance styles of Song Ci and Qiao Liang are always different. The former follows the rules, while the latter improvises and indulges wantonly.
If I had to compare, Qiao Liang’s dancing would look better.
While Anting and the school girls were fascinated, Qiao Liang still did not follow the routine and added a temporary breast expansion in the last move.
At that moment, the originally tight school uniform could no longer hold its tightness.
A button flew out.
Wow!
Nian brow.
The murder weapon.
…
Six o’clock in the afternoon.
On the school road, Anting and Qiao Liang have already finished their meal in the art building and are currently on their way to the canteen. Summer and happy water are more suitable.
Along the way, Anting held a button in one hand and rubbed his brow with the other.
Qiao Liang on the side was shy and a little bit suppressed in laughter.
Shy, definitely shy. No matter how shameless you are, if something like that happens, you will naturally not remain indifferent.
An Ting rolled his eyes at Qiao Liang, and for a moment he didn’t know where to start complaining, "Can this kind of thing... really happen in reality?"
Button, Like a bullet!
Can this kind of plot really happen in the real world?
Qiao Liang blushed, bit her lip, and said: "There is still a little theoretical basis. I wore the first uniform of my freshman year of high school. I didn't expect it to be so small. I can't hold it anymore."
When he was a freshman in high school, Qiao Liang was 1.7 meters tall. Now, in his sophomore year of high school, he is 1.73 meters tall. His height is the second best, mainly because he has grown up again.
"Is your eyebrow okay?"
"I don't know, I can't see myself."
Qiao Liang stopped moving forward , took a step closer to Anting, raised his head, and looked at the boy's eyebrows, "It's just a red mark."
At the same time.
An Ting looked at Qiao Liang who was very close at hand. Under the cover of the setting sun, he blushed unconsciously. The girl’s collar button fell off, and her white school uniform was soaked with sweat. A looming translucency.
"Cui Liang, you better not wear school uniforms in the summer."
"Hmm...?"
Qiao Liang didn't even think about it at the first time. After reacting, he lowered his eyes and finally realized something. His face quickly turned crimson, he crossed his arms and said, "Oh, I know."
Immediately afterwards.
Qiao Liang didn’t want to go back to the dormitory so soon. She wanted to go to the canteen to buy Fat House Happy Water. Because her clothes were too transparent, she held her collar in her mouth and deliberately kept the clothes away from her, so that the inside would not be exposed.
An Ting was amused by her little tricks.
This girl is like a cat with a fish in her mouth, so cute.
"Where are you a wild cat from?"
"Hmm~" Qiao Liang slurred.
The two of them were walking in the school like thisOn the slope, I met many acquaintances along the way. Gao Fei and Lin Yong were dating in the pavilion; Zhu Jiajun was checking the hygiene of the environmental area. In the 404 girls dormitory, Bao Weiwei was making noises and asking Anting to feed them.
Everything is so beautiful.
An Ting was suddenly curious about Qiao Liang’s past life.
What happened to this evil girl in the end?
Sensing the strange gaze of the young man, Qiao Liang opened his mouth, picked up his clothes with his hands, and asked: "Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes?"
"It's nothing, I'm just in a good mood."
"Hey, you are still so happy after being hit by my weapon, it's so abnormal."
"Yes, yes, yes."< br />
The two walked to the canteen, bought a few bottles of drinks, and then went to the slope of the school. After feeding Bao Weiwei, they leaned there and played with their mobile phones.
Today is the day to update juvenile comics. Qiao Liang said that the network in the girls’ dormitory is not good and they often can’t draw pictures. He plans to read it here before going back.
Anting was not in a hurry to go back. He drank a can of Coke before going back.
Whether it is on-campus slopes or off-campus slopes, Anting likes them very much.
Being bored, Anting glanced at Qiao Liang and the comic content in his hand, and said: "Hey, do you want me to spoil it for you?"
" Don’t! Don’t! Comics are just like life. They are so interesting because they are full of unknowns. I hate the prophet and the known, and long for the unknown.”
I almost forgot, this girl is such a person People are born like summer flowers, living in the present.
An Ting suddenly thought of an interesting question, "Actually...do you really believe it?"
"What do you believe?"
" I am a reborn person or something..."
Qiao Liang responded to this question for the first time, with a bright smile on his face and said: "In principle, I don't believe it, but if it's Ting I don’t deny what my brother said..."
Actually...
After going around and around, I still don’t believe it.
An Ting did not force it. As time passed after his rebirth, he began to doubt the authenticity of his previous life. Was he really living an extra life or was it just a dream?
Qiao Liang followed the topic and asked: "Regardless of whether rebirth is true or false, what I don't understand is - why rebirth?"
Anting couldn't answer .
Unexpectedly, the next second, Qiao Liang showed a heartless smile, shameless, and said: "HeyHey, was that for me? "
"Idiot, it has nothing to do with you. ”
“Eh…”