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Outside the window of the rain has been under non-stop, spring rain with a unique spring gentle, the next rain is like the warmth between lovers.

There is no vigorous battle, there is no bedding of strong wind and thunder. The rain is thin and dense, lasting.

Changing positions once a week, Lin fengxu has changed from the last group by the window to the first group by the door.

Spring flu virus more frequent, Hong Hong Hong requirements doors and windows often open ventilation.

Lin fengxu sat in the last row, just at the back door.

The students who come and go in the corridor will pass by him.

Lin Feng Xu raised his arm and supported his cheek to listen to the noise outside. He looked down at the Chinese exercise book and read the story above. His idle finger was holding a pen and idling around.

Four classes in the morning soon came to an end.

The rain is not strong.

It's still raining outside.

The last class is history, the history teacher's rheumatism is more serious.

In order to take care of the history teacher's legs and feet, when she comes to class in rainy days, the students will consciously close the doors and windows, and set up stools on the platform.

The back door was closed, and Lin Feng Xu leaned against the wall to play mobile phone games.

Near the end of class, a message suddenly came.

It's Lin fengxu's mother, Lin Xue.

Your brother has his birthday tomorrow. Go home tonight or tomorrow and bring him a present. 】

Lin fengxu's fingers were hanging on the dialog box, and he did not open the keyboard for reply.

Lin fengxu's stepbrother, Xie suiheng, is in the fourth grade. Most of the young boys at this age are mischievous. They want to go to the house and uncover the tiles to play with ants. Xie suiheng is different.

Ever since I was a little girl, my father and my mother have been very happy with her.

In the past, Lin fengxu always thought that his younger brother could easily take away Lin Xue's attention and love all the time. Would it be because Xie suiheng would be coquettish.

A child who is coquettish is always more pleasing than a child who can cry and make noise.

But when Lin Feng Xu grew up and understood this truth, he didn't want to fight for anything.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng Xu moved his finger to reply to Lin Xue.

I have an exam tonight and I will not go back tomorrow. 】

Lin Xue's news soon returned: "how can you not come back to your brother's 10th birthday? The 10th birthday is very important. 】

Lin fengxu held his face and looked down at the news with a sneer.

Is that right? I didn't know his 10th birthday was more important than my exam. 】

Lin Xue: [don't think that I don't know. If you don't study in school, what exam will you pay attention to? You just don't want to come back and get on with your brother. 】

[why should I have a good relationship with him? As a fourth grade kid, can he give me personal connections and let me escort to lvu directly, or can he give me money to let me have enough food and clothing for the rest of my life? 】

Lin Xue: [Feng Xu, are you still blaming your mother? 】

what can I blame you for?

Lin fengxu laughed at himself.

Blame you when I was ten years old, quarreled with my father and ruined the whole living room, or did you divorce my father without saying a word, and brought me to this strange city without saying anything to me, or did you inform me when you were ready to get married and ask me and my uncle and brother to live a good life in the future.

What can I blame you for?

Lin fengxu looked at the dialog box and didn't reply for a long time.