hang out

Chapter 19

Lin Jinglei was still angry, and wanted to continue to show off to that teacher Ming.Yan Zizheng said he was going to get his phone, so he followed him over the wall.

Falling off the wall of the school yard, he went straight to the small shop diagonally across the street, as if he was about to rob, pushed open the door and entered the room, walked to the freezer without saying a word, pulled open the glass layer vigorously and grabbed it. A piece of ice cream squeezed and burst the packaging bag, and then desperately sent it to his mouth.

The saleswoman at the counter looked dumbfounded, and turned her gaze to another relatively normal-looking boy in a neat uniform who came in: "This...he..."

Yan Zizheng didn't know what happened to Lin Jinglei. He understood that he could not form an intimacy with him. As for why he chose to find a reason to bring him out, he couldn't explain it. It was the first time that he did something so unreasonable and confused himself.He signaled the saleswoman to ignore it and took out his wallet to pay the bill, but he didn't have his flag-raising uniform.

Lin Jinglei leaned on the freezer, stuffed with ice cream in his mouth, as if the cold feeling could reduce his anger, he threw the two bites of ice cream in his hand on the ground like crazy, and grabbed another one to eat.

The fourth one, Yan Zizheng was counting, he could see that Lin Jinglei didn't just want to eat it, but forced himself to eat it, what's wrong with it, he finally couldn't help but reached out and knocked out the ice cream in Lin Jinglei's hand: " Don't eat it."

Lin Jinglei put his hand into the freezer again, and he was breathless when he spoke: "You fucking leave me alone."

Yan Zizheng forcefully pushed the person stuck to the freezer away, then closed the freezer neatly, dragged the person outside, took out the wallet from Lin Jinglei's jacket pocket, took out the money and threw it on the counter.

Lin Jinglei walked to the side of the road and turned back, "I can get the phone myself."

Yan Zizheng threw the wallet back, but Lin Jinglei caught it without caring what it was. Seeing that it was his own wallet, he went into his pocket in disbelief, frowning and said, "When did you take it away?"

"You eat the ice cream, you have to pay for it."

There was nothing wrong with these words, Lin Jinglei put his wallet back into his pocket again.

Yan Zizheng continued: "I put the receipt for picking up the phone in class, and I can only pick it up with it."

"I didn't say it earlier," Lin Jinglei said, "That's a fart."

Yan Zizheng squatted on the steps in front of the small shop: "Either you wait for me to go back to get the receipt, or you go back with me to get the receipt."

Any Lin Jinglei would find it bothersome, he shook his head and said irritably: "Then don't take it for now."

He didn't want to go home, he didn't want to stay in school, Lin Jinglei really didn't know where he was going, looked at the endless streets, came over and sat down on the steps half a meter away from Yan Zizheng.

There are cleaners sweeping the fallen leaves at the gate of the school opposite, and a flock of geese migrating south flies across the sky above their heads, their cries are so desolate.

Lin Jinglei turned his head and looked at Yan Zizheng who was sitting there quietly. Although they were not friends, the one who sat next to him when he was most troubled was none other than this person who had fought with him and looked down upon each other. , Talk less, not noisy, this feeling can't be said to be particularly good, but at least it's not bad.

"You Zhaoyu, the teacher in charge told you to go to his office."

You Zhaoyu was having a frenzy with some boys in the back row, and was notified by the class monitor, and after a few curses, he turned around, opened the back door and walked out.

It stands to reason that he doesn't need to be afraid of Zou Jing after the parent meeting is over, but subconsciously he thinks that what happened in sports was deliberately made by Zou Jing, and he is afraid of offending this cruel master with a smile on his face again. Life is even worse.

Every time he came to Zou Jing's office, he didn't knock on the door, or he didn't knock on the door no matter where he went.After pushing the door and coming in, he leaned against the wall of the doorway with a boneless look, ready to leave at any time: "What do you want me for?"