I Don’t Want This White Moonlight Anymore!

Gao Guqiu was almost blown up by Zhao Yinqing. He called Zhao Zhengyang on the spot to ask for an explanation, but the secretary answered and rejected her directly.

There was nowhere to vent a fire, and finally held back Zhao Sidi like a rooster and left.

The restaurant fell into silence again. Zhao Yinqing pushed the empty bowl forward, got up to leave, turned his head to look at Sun Lu, and the two of them collided.

Zhao Yinqing said: "I heard that Zhao Sidi also came last week."

Sun Lu said with an "um".

"How did you deal with it?"

Sun Lu said: "I went straight out."

Just like her, she didn't run into this person at all.

"Then she must be disappointed."

The corner of her mouth twitched, very gloating.

Sun Lu looked at her and said, "I was also quite disappointed that day."

"Ok?"

Sun Lu stood up, approached her slightly, looked at her from top to bottom, and said, "Why didn't I answer your call?"

Zhao Yinqing was taken aback, recalled the meeting, and said, "It leaked in the bag."

Sun Lu said, "Why didn't you come back after seeing it?"

Zhao Yinqing looked at him strangely and said, "If things matter, you will naturally fight again. Why should I come back?"

"My phone is so irrelevant?"

Don't say, it really doesn't matter here for her. Zhao Yinqing doesn't think there is anything between them that needs to be communicated over the phone. Although she doesn't mind picking one up, she is really not interested in asking her to call back deliberately.

This was not actually said, but Zhao Yinqing's indifferent eyes revealed this information.

Sun Lu's eyes cooled a little, he wanted to ask the reason, thinking that Zhao Yinqing had always been indifferent to him, and felt that as soon as this problem came out, he was humiliating himself.

Waiting for a while, saw that he had nothing to say.

Zhao Yinqing turned upstairs and had just reached the third level. Sun Lu said behind her: "The typhoon is coming again. Keep warm at night."

For Zhao Yinqing, the biggest advantage of grouping is that the people who had troubled her before have disappeared. The new classmates used to meet on the aisle. They are not particularly unfamiliar, and they get along well.

There is a girl in the class who likes to read novels. Whether it is a long novel or a magazine, one or two books will be put in the table hole every day, and there will be students who share the same preferences.

Zhao Yinqing went home one day and passed by the bookstore. He went in and bought a copy. A week later, he took it to school. It happened that it was one of the hottest youth novels that year.

Everyone was chatting together, and some people carefully asked Zhao Yin to borrow it.

Zhao Yinqing was stunned for a moment, and he lent it out, just so inexplicably, he entered the circle of this group of people.

At the most innocent and simple age, no emotions will be hidden yet, the age shining brightly on his face.

Zhao Yinqing looked at them, looked at these faces with a few acne marks occasionally, and suddenly felt that he was far away from him in his previous life.

Regardless of whether those love, hatred, and hatred are meaningful, they fade away in an instant, and even a trace of the lightness is almost impossible to find.

Then look back and think about Sun Lu, hate it? Maybe not. Hate it? It doesn't seem to be.

Who is he?

He was just a classmate, and he happened to be the son of her father's concubine.

Zhao Zhengyang is not a long-term lover, one year or two, four years and five years, maybe tomorrow I will be tired of Liu Siqi, maybe even the identity of the concubine son will be picked up, and then he will really be just a pure classmate. Just a high school classmate.

After the past two years, after the college entrance examination, I went to different things. By then, I might not meet several times a year, or...

Zhao Zhengyang mentioned to her about going abroad before, and Zhao Yinqing is still thinking about it. If he chooses to go out, he won't see it in a few years.

The best outcome for them in this life is to be well.

She thought so.

There is another big event in October, the school sports meeting, which is scheduled at the end of the month and lasts for three days.

Zhao Yinqing has no sports cells, and he doesn't catch a cold at any competition. However, there are many projects and few personnel. Except for the disabled, the other rounds must be reported the same.

Zhao Yinqing finally reported a relay.

After running twice in the physical education class, it was time for the sports meeting.

After each class went to Fangzheng, the sports meeting officially began. The whole school scattered all over the playground. Zhao Yinqing walked to the station of his class and took a rest in the shadows.

Occasionally hand water to those who return from the game.

Qin Yu was in the next class, and came over here as soon as he had nothing to do, and the cheap mouth laughed at Fatty Dou Na again.

Zhao Yinqing said, "Do you have no items on your body?"

"Yes, 800 plus 1500, handsome?"

The 800-meter race will be tomorrow, and the 1,500-meter race will be the day after tomorrow. Today, it’s all right and light.

Zhao Yinqing said: "Usually people can work harder. If you don't memorize three or four things, you can't justify it."

Qin Yu said, "Do you want me to die?"

Dou Na, who was sitting cross-legged on the grass, gave him a blank look and said, "You hurry up and die."

"Oh, you fat!" Qin Yu turned the conversation to her again in a humble manner.

Zhao Yinqing sat on the stool and watched the two people quarreling, and then realized that the two people had been in frequent contact since the end of the last semester. The friendship has risen sharply, and the promotion is strange.

She vaguely remembered that Dou Na had avoided Qin Yu, a scumbag who was a playful and silly student with the attributes of a ruffian, a long time ago.

"Sun Lu also reported 1500?" Qin Yu suddenly turned around and asked Zhao Yinqing.

Zhao Yinqing said: "I don't know, you can ask him."

"You really are," he said, and then turned to look for Sun Lu.

Sun Lu also has high jump and long jump. One is in the afternoon and the other is tomorrow. He is very busy and has tasks for three days.

The school sports meeting is a group activity. There are regulations. Even if you have free time, you must not leave the arena if you have nothing to do. You must provide the strongest backing for your classmates in the game.

There are people in all areas of the field, cheering and cheering all over the sky.

Zhao Yinqing would occasionally go out to have a look, and most of the time he would find a place to nest.

In the afternoon, she lay on the grass and fell asleep. Dou Na expressed surprise that she could still feel sleepy in such a noisy place.

The bunker was surrounded by the most people, and it had been lively for a while, the sound of this meeting disappeared, the crowd suddenly began to disperse, and the long jump was officially over.

While picking up the number plate, Sun Lu walked out, sweat on his forehead, a few strands of black hair attached to his temples, his cold white complexion was dyed with a light powder, and his usual cold temperament was diluted a little.

Someone handed him a bottle of mineral water.

Sun Lu looked up, she was a girl, she didn't know him yet, and as soon as she met her eyes, she smiled shyly.

He stuffed a roll of number plates into his pocket.

"Thank you." Qin Yu, who was next to him, helped to take the water over.

The two of them continued to walk outside, Qin Yu unscrewed the lid and handed it to him like the eldest lady, and said, "Here, the girl brought it to you specially."

Sun Lu said: "Don't be thirsty, you drink it."

Qin Yu said "hehehe" there, "I'll just wait for your words."

The sun is shining, and the weather at the end of October is still hot in direct light.

Sun Lu passed by in front of the station, and a few girls were sitting scattered, without Zhao Yinqing's figure.

He wiped off his sweat and walked to the other side. He saw her on the lawn where the least people stayed in the east. The people who lay there sleeping did not know what was going on. Dou Na sat on the side, reading a booklet.

Seeing them coming, there was a flash of surprise on her face. Just opening her mouth, Qin Yu, who was a little behind, smiled and put up an index finger to stop it.

Sun Lu glanced at Zhao Yinqing who was lying there, and said, "How long has she slept?"

Dou Na opened her hand and said, "Five minutes."

Sun Lu squatted in front of Zhao Yinqing, tilted his head, reached out and pulled off the tip of the withered yellow grass on the end of her hair, and then sat down on the ground, obliquely behind her.

The other two looked at each other, Qin Yu turned his eyes, looked at the booklet in Dou Na's hand, smiled and said, "It really is a good student."

The race on the field is still going on in full swing, the noise has not yet dissipated, the track is in Qingren, and the 400-meter race will soon be held.

Participants in each class gathered to the northwest corner and walked to their own track.

Not long after, a gun was fired throughout the audience, and the game began.

Zhao Yinqing, who was lying on the ground, was awakened. She was dumbfounded for two seconds before turning her eyes. The first thing she saw was the back of a teenager. Under the thin T-shirt, she could see clear shoulder blades, very thin, but with wide shoulders. , The shadow cast by the upper body just covered her.

Zhao Yinqing sat up and looked at the playground. The teenagers ran like the wind, cheering and cheering on the side of the track.

"Wake up?" Sun Lu turned the water bottle in his hand, "Drink water?"

Zhao Yinqing shook his head, patted the grass clippings on his hands, and asked: "When did Dou Na leave?"

"Just now," he lifted his chin forward, "going to cheer for the classmates."

There were so many people cheering in that direction, and at first glance, you couldn't see the chubby figure belonging to Dou Na at all.

"I'll take a look." Zhao Yinqing stood up, patted his butt, and ran away.

He looked in a hurry, as if he was escaping from something.

Sun Lu thought, it's better for this person to fall asleep, at least not to be so hurtful.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly.

On the last day of the 1500-meter race, something happened. It is not a major event. Every time the sports meet, it will happen once or twice. The key is who happened.

This time it was Sun Lu's turn, who fell after the final sprint.

Sun Lu fell, and half of the girls in the school felt distressed.

It is said that after reaching the sprint point, someone accidentally dropped the water bottle in his hand, and Sun Li stepped on it with one foot, and the fall seemed miserable.

These were all heard by Zhao Yinqing afterwards. At the scene, he only heard a very exaggerated exclamation. It didn't take long for Sun Lu to walk out of the crowd without any support, and he was a little limped.

Qin Yu, who was competing with him, was beside him, ready to go to the infirmary together, behind him was a group of people festooned.

When passing by the class station, Sun Lu slowed down, and some classmates gathered around to ask about the situation. He simply responded twice, and turned his eyes to Zhao Yinqing. Zhao Yinqing averted his head.

Qin Yu shouted: "Zhao Yinqing, let's go together!"

Zhao Yinqing frowned: "What are you doing!"

"Let's be together, don't you know that you're old friends?"

Does this man have **** in his head?

Zhao Yinqing hadn't moved when he sat there, but Qin Yu didn't know which of the tendons had made the mistake, so he came over and dragged her over.

Pushing her shoulders outwards, Sun Lu's eyebrows jumped, his head aside, his lips pressed lightly, and he limped beside him.

The three of them walked out of the playground. There were a few students on the school road, and the voices in the stadium disappeared instantly, as if they were separated by a heavy mountain.

Zhao Yinqing shook off the hand that was on his shoulder again, and gave him a warning look.

Qin Yu grinned and said, "You are too much. We Sun Lu has walked more than one kilometer behind you anyway, and now it's so exhausting to ask you a little care."

Two months ago, on a sultry and humid night, on the way back with black lights, the clear insects in the ridge were amplified without warning at this moment.

Zhao Yinqing was silent, his eyes swept over Sun Lu.

He walked a little lame, but because of his upright posture, he was not embarrassed at all.

The trouser legs were torn, the entire knee was bloodshot, the dust on it was soaked black, the elbows and ankles were all, and even the chin was knocked a little.

Zhao Yinqing turned aside his gaze again, and said nothing.

When I arrived in the infirmary, it was just a simple skin injury, which was a matter of taking some medicine.

Qin Yu exclaimed: "Don't you put on a band-aid or something? The injury is so bad!"

The school doctor threw one to him and said: "Depending on the position, you can put one on your chin."

Qin Yu yelled again, "Teacher, the knee is much worse than the chin!"

After the school doctor finished debridement, while washing his hands, he said: "Do you want me to give you first aid? Boss, the boy, so yelling, or in front of the girl, you say you are not ashamed?"

Qin Yu opened his mouth and glanced at Zhao Yinqing quickly, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

The school doctor read the newspaper after returning to his desk, and Sun Lu put red potion on himself there.

Qin Yu slammed Zhao Yinqing into his mouth again, and said, "You girls are more careful. Shouldn't this be the time when you started?"

"Shut up you!"

Qin Yu smiled and said, "You, you have no conscience."

The two of them were rustling there, playing a little joke, and playing very happily.

Sun Lu's eyes could catch their shadows, endured and endured, and finally threw away the cotton swab in his hand and said, "You go out first."

"Huh?" Qin Yu looked at him.

Sun Lu said: "Yes, it's you, go out first."

"..." Qin Yu sighed and walked out.

The windows of the infirmary were wide open, and the evening wind came in and it was still cool, and the sweat just now had been taken back.

Sun Lu sat on the chair, stepped on the stool with one foot, and covered with red potion on his knees, making the not-serious wounds look terrifying.

The school doctor's desk is in the opposite corner, separated from the outside by half a wall. From this angle, the sound of newspaper flipping can be heard, but no one can be seen.

Sun Lu said, "I'm hurt."

Zhao Yinqing raised his eyebrows to look at him. The expression on this person seemed to be waiting for something, he was a little expectant, but the information was only leaked for a moment, and then he received it the next second.

He turned the potion bottle, pretending to ask casually: "Would you not comfort me?"