I still want to pretend after falling off the horse

Chapter 13

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the light in Shangyuan's room was still on.A set of exercise books spread out on the table is already half done. Good grades are not for nothing. Although he is a talented player, he has no interest in hitting the first place in the grade, but he doesn't want to beat a good hand, so continuous consolidation is the key to success. very necessary.

However, he was obviously absent-minded at this time. After 5 minutes, he did not write. The gel pen was turning back and forth between his fingers, and the cap of the pen finally couldn't support it and flew out. It fell on the table with a "da".

Shang Yuan put down his pen and turned on his phone. There is always something exciting to join in the post bar at night, but he is not interested in these activities, so he swiped down twice and found the post easily.

It seems that this account belongs to Chen Wei, and many photos of Yang Yixin have been updated intermittently, so the popularity of the post is very high.

Chen Wei's photography skills are really good. Shang Yuan slowly scrolled down, and saw the photo of Yang Yixin lowering his head to do the question, the photo of drinking water, and the photo of basking in the sun after waking up in the afternoon. Of course, the most amazing one is the one just waking up Yes—this feeling of being defenseless and harmless to humans and animals makes Shang Yuan feel very real, more real than ever.

Shang Yuan long-pressed to save the photo.Uncontrollably scrolling down again and again, I saw Yang Yixin in various forms that I hadn't paid close attention to, and Yang Yixin, who made various small expressions when he was in trouble, was actually a little cute.

So Zhuang Yuxie likes his type?

This idea suddenly popped up in his mind, Shang Yuan's hand paused, turned it to the bottom, then turned it back up, back and forth, and before he knew it, 11:30 had passed.

There are a lot of flattering words in the comment area, as if Yang Yixin of all appearances is their ideal type.But there is a kind of appearance that can be met but not sought after - Shang Yuan can't help but look up at the wall, that is, the one that he will definitely see if he knocks on the door now - pajamas.

It's not that Yang Yixin looks like he's wearing pajamas... that's it.Shang Yuan threw the phone away, stopped imagining, cleared the messy thoughts in his mind, and went to sleep without finishing the questions.

Yang Yixin in the next room didn't sleep either. He went to bed at twelve o'clock, tossed and turned under the quilt for 10 minutes, and finally took out his cell phone.

He has always been not interested in gossip, he finally downloaded a post bar at this time, followed the school post bar, and found a post posting his own photo.The filming was okay, but I didn't expect the comments to be positive.

There are also posts discussing the flag-raising ceremony, and most of them praise their magnanimity.It was quite unexpected for a smile to be interpreted in this way, but it also showed that his positive image had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Finally, he searched for Shang Yuan again, and the first thing that came out was the school draft voting post, and his votes increased by more than 100, but Shang Yuan was still far ahead.

He clicked on Shang Yuan's photo, and followed the index to open more photos. This group of people turned out all the photos of Shang Yuan Primary School. Shang Yuan seems to have always been taller than his peers, and he was not so tense when he was a child. The face, the smile is particularly sunny.

Yang Yixin had already swipe across this photo, and then swipe back within two seconds. He stared at Xiao Shangyuan in the photo for a long time. He always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

Shang Yuan, who was in junior high school, opened up a little bit, and had a handsome temperament. In high school, he was even more handsome, and he was even more disrespectful. He is handsome, but he is really pretending.

Yang Yixin dismissed this behavior of pretending to be handsome, quit the post bar and went to sleep decisively.

Early the next morning, Yang Yixin pushed open the door, and the door next door was also opened. He turned his head to look, and saw Shang Yuan coming out of a chicken coop yawning. His image was exactly the same as the first time he met.

Shang Yuan's eyes were slightly darkened, and his face was irritated by not getting enough sleep, full of decadence, and his image was inexplicably funny.Yang Yixin greeted with concern, "Did you not sleep well, the dark circles under your eyes are so heavy."

Shang Yuan glanced over, fixed his eyes on him for five seconds, and said, "Where's your pajamas?"

"What pajamas?" Yang Yixin looked down at his clothes. He always came out after changing clothes. Hearing his question, he thought he was wearing the wrong clothes.

Shang Yuan rubbed his messy hair vigorously, and said irritably: "Forget it, it's nothing, you can go, I'm going to study early."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went back to the room, the sound of closing the door was also full of irritability.

Yang Yixin raised his eyebrows, not knowing what illness this man was suffering from.

Zhuang Yuxie came to look for Yang Yixin again during the morning self-study. She was a little embarrassed holding the notebook. Yang Yixin's attitude was very clear last time, and she also knew that getting closer to him would only bring him more trouble, so she felt aggrieved Feel guilty again.

She handed him the notebook, "Here are the notes I compiled. There are also previous test papers in it. I will lend it to you. You have made great progress. You shouldn't need me to teach you anymore. I will apply for the release of our test papers later." Support group."

Yang Yixin looked at the thick notes and a stack of papers, and couldn't tell what it was like. He really decided to stay away from Zhuang Yuxie because of Hu Mo. He didn't want to ask for trouble, but he didn't expect Zhuang Yuxie to take the initiative first. keep away.

Zhuang Yuxie said again: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect Hu Mo to go too far. I will make it clear to him. Don't worry."

"Well. It's okay, and it's not your fault. You don't need to apologize to me." Yang Yixin comforted her softly, with hypocritical regret and concern on his face.

Knowing that she likes you, use her sincerity to benefit yourself.In the end, he retreated cleanly and innocently, and in turn made the other party feel free from guilt.

He knew that he was this kind of person, with a despicable nature, and only by pretending to be able to get in among these innocent people; only by abandoning guilt could he live like a fish in water.

So he accepts his despicableness and uses everything he can. As long as he decorates the outside brightly, no one can see the filth inside.

Yang Yixin quickly finished the papers for the quiz in two physics classes in the morning and went to the toilet. Because he was not finished, he was the only one in the toilet.When he pushed the door and came out, he suddenly saw a slender shadow on the side from the corner of his eye. Without thinking about it, he raised his arm reflexively, and a stick hit his forearm with a "slap" sound!

Yang Yi frowned in distress, and turned around to see Hu Mo holding up the mop pole. The blow just now was clearly aimed at the head, and Hu Mo raised it again to hit again when he missed the hit!

Yang Yixin suddenly became angry, and suddenly raised his hand to grab the waving mop pole.

Hu Mo was stunned for a moment, and at the moment he was stunned, Yang Yixin kicked his calf forcefully!

"Ah!" This kick was as powerful as that stick, and it hit the leg bone head-on!Humer screamed in pain.He thought that his sneak attack on Yang Yixin was definitely a one-sided suppression, but he didn't expect him to be so agile, and his kicks were so ruthless and heavy, his face turned green immediately.

Just as he was staggering two steps, Yang Yixin grabbed his weak spot, grabbed his arm suddenly, and grabbed him again, pressing him down on the sink, with smooth movements.

"Fuck your mother, Yang Yixin, let me go!" Hu Mo's face was pressed against the sink, and he struggled violently in anger, but he didn't know where he was pressing, his whole arm was numb, and he couldn't break free No, I can only curse, "Fuck you, Yang Yixin, your mother is dead!"

"My mother is indeed dead." Yang Yixin was indifferent to his insults, and even said: "If you want to do something, you can go down and find her by yourself."

Hu Mo was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

"Let go of me quickly, believe it or not, I'll kill you?!" Hu Mo's eyes were scarlet, and his mouth was stiff after eating.

Yang Yixin pressed his knees against his thighs to prevent him from struggling too much, then grabbed his hair from behind with one free hand, forced him to look up into the mirror, and said, "Kill me? Just look at this Situation, who killed whom?"

Hu Mo's face turned red and green for a while, as if the palette had been overturned on his face, his complexion was wonderful.At this time, he clearly realized his situation, and half of his arrogance disappeared.

Yang Yixin looked at him with extremely focused eyes, and asked calmly: "I turn on the faucet now, and the sink can be filled in half a minute. Do you know that it takes a few minutes at most for a person to drown?"

The muscles on Hu Mo's face twitched visibly, "You, what do you want to do?"

"No reason, just asking if you know." Yang Yixin leaned over to his ear and said in a deep voice, "If you don't know, you can learn true knowledge through practice."

As soon as the threatening words came out, cold sweat broke out on Hu Mo's forehead.

Yang Yixin even felt his legs trembling, and laughed out loud, "I'm kidding, murder is against the law."

"Yang Yixin, you're really good at pretending." Hu Mo swallowed, and stared at him from the mirror, "I really should let Zhuang Yuxie take a good look at your face, let everyone see your true face .”

"Then go tell her, do you think anyone will believe it?" Yang Yixin said.

"You!" Hu Mo said angrily, "Do you like Zhuang Yuxie? I came first!"

Yang Yixin laughed at his words, "This kind of thing comes first, first come first, how old are you? Why don't you act like a baby in your mother's arms?"

"You..." Hu Mo's veins bulged.

Yang Yixin continued: "And I don't like Zhuang Yuxie either."

"What?!" Hu Mo's eyes widened, obviously disbelieving, "You don't like her, and you're still so close to her!"

"She wanted this, what does it have to do with me?"

"Are you a scum?"

"Aren't you a scumbag too? We're two equals, and we're half a million steps away." Yang Yixin said: "I can let you go, as if what happened today never happened, and I will also separate myself from Zhuang Yuxie. It doesn't matter, you can do whatever you want in the future, as long as you don't bother me, do you hear me?!"

After Yang Yixin let go of his hand, Hu Mo suddenly turned around and punched him!Yang Yixin had expected it a long time ago, raised his left hand to block, and punched him in the face with his right hand, knocking him down!

Hu Mo hit the wall with a "bang", sat down at the base of the wall, and looked up at Yang Yixin, as if looking at a monster.

"Today's matter..." Yang Yixin paused, "Forget it, no one will believe you even if you tell me. I'll say it again, don't come to me again in the future. By the way, you probably don't know that I came from the Seventeenth Middle School. It's quite easy to call a few brothers for those who transferred from another school."

The muscles on Hu Mo's face twitched twice, and he flinched a little. He stood up while leaning against the wall, and rushed out without looking back.

Yang Yixin was just bluffing him, knowing that this kid wasn't very courageous, and probably wouldn't cause trouble again, so he unhurriedly turned on the tap to wash his hands, rolled up his sleeves to check his arm, he felt no pain, and let out a long sigh of relief , and adjusted his expression in front of the mirror, and then walked out slowly.

The moment he walked to the door of the toilet, Yang Yixin suddenly stopped in his tracks.He saw a person he didn't want to see at this moment, leaning against the door wall, standing there for an unknown how long.

Shang Yuan looked at him meaningfully.

Yang Yixin's eyelids twitched wildly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Shang Yuan's tone was flat: "Go to the bathroom."

"You heard."

"I heard."

Yang Yixin lowered his gaze, hiding the panic of being caught, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and left without saying a word.

But Shang Yuan said behind him: "You know how to fight."

Yang Yixin's footsteps paused, thinking that he must explain clearly to him today, so he turned around and broke the jar and said, "Yes."

"So that day, during the summer vacation, why didn't you fight back when you were beaten?"

Yang Yixin was silent for a while, and finally chose to throw the question back, "What do you think?"

Shang Yuan recalled all the dramatic things he heard, and couldn't help sighing: "You can pretend, you have two faces."

Shang Yuan's appearance was so sudden that Yang Yixin was caught off guard. He didn't know how to face him, so he said bravely, "So what?"

Shang Yuan was in a complicated mood, and sighed again: "It really impressed me."

His tone sounded like sarcasm. Yang Yixin was very annoyed, and he was annoyed when Shang Yuan found out. He was upset for no reason, so he asked, "What do you want? If you want to say it, just say it, I don't care."

After speaking, he turned his head and walked away, his steps were extremely firm.But in Shang Yuan's eyes, this action is similar to running away.