Chapter 92: They ran to freedom, to light.

The other three were able to do it easily, but only Wang Luan was stuck up there for a while. Finally he said, "Zuo Kuan, you stack a few bricks for me, and I'll pad my feet down."

Zuo Kuan: "Aren't you ashamed?"

"It doesn't matter, there's no one else here, or I'll jump, and you'll catch me like Yu Fan did with the bully ......"

"Puff." Before Wang Luan finished his sentence, a very soft laugh suddenly came from above.

Five people a beat, all subconsciously looked up. Upstairs in the classroom at some point there are a few more heads, girls with clean and fresh pill hair, blue dance clothes, it seems to be training dance students, is smilingly peeping at them.

There was a thud behind him, and when Yu Fan looked back, Wang Luan had already jumped down from the top of the wall in a flowing stream and kicked over the two stones that Zuo Kuan had just stacked up for him.

"Tch, but that's just it. It's me who was mesmerized by the wind before, I thought it was much taller." Wang Luan clapped his hands and smoothed his hair again, "Let's go, guys."

"......"

The crowd stared at his back in silence for a few seconds, Zuo Kuan rushed straight up to him and gave him a chokehold: "Fuck you! Go back and apologize to the stone I set up!"

After the snowfall, the seventh middle school in South City was covered in silver, and the branches of the trees on both sides were bent by the snow. The center of the road was swept out a clean area to facilitate the students to and from school.

It was empty and quiet with only seniors in class at the moment and no one outside even in gym class.

Wang Luan looked around, saw a familiar building, couldn't help but sigh: "It's been so many years, how come the leaders of the seventh grade are still so stingy, nothing has changed! The last time the school got a new shipment of air-conditioners, it wasn't the batch of new air-conditioners we got in our sophomore year, was it?"

Zuo Kuan : "Not really, the tricorder that our homeroom teacher brought to beat me up in my senior year of high school was also new."

The two living treasures were in front of the comic talk, too embarrassing, the remaining three fell a paragraph to follow behind. Occasionally, one or two teachers passed by them and couldn't help but look at them. After all, Zuo Kuan was wearing a beard, Zhang Xianjing had makeup on his face, and Yu Fan's hair was still spread out on the collar of his school jacket, so he didn't look like a student at all.

There was also a teacher who stared at Chen Jingshen closely, as if recognizing the light of the seventh grade who had been guaranteed a place at JNU a few years ago.

They made it to the cafeteria with no problem under those blazing eyes.

The cafeteria hadn't begun to cook at this moment, so they bought some snacks at the kiosk, and then came out of the cafeteria with a cup of hot milk tea in their hands.

Wang Luan swallowed his pearls in dissatisfaction, "We must stay until the sweet and sour pork comes out of the pot today!"

"Let's talk about it if you virtues ...... don't get kicked out." Zhang Xianjing ruffled his hair and asked, "Where to next?"

-

The senior class office, with only two classroom teachers who don't have classes currently sitting in it.

Zhuang Fangqin had just criticized a certain student in her class for ten minutes and told him to ask his parents to come to school tomorrow. After kicking the person out, she picked up her teacup and took a light sip, intending to continue grading the paper at hand.

The teacher next to him twisted his head and said in a low voice, "Mr. Zhuang, it's really hard for you, this is the hardest student you've ever brought up, isn't it, skipping school every day."

This young homeroom teacher has caught up with the good times, students don't fight much these days, and with the school next door shutting down, the seventh grade has had a very harmonious two years.

Zhuang Fangqin raised his eyebrows and froze for a moment, then didn't hold back a laugh, "How can that be? He's just skipping school, I've met people ten times more troublesome than him."

"Huh? There are students more troublesome than him? How?"

"Talking back to the teacher is a common occurrence," Zhuang Fangqin Immediately one came to mind, she unconsciously looked up slightly in retrospect, "Smoking and truancy and drinking and fighting, and often group fights. Oh, and early love ...... Anyway, you can think of students can not do, he did all."

That homeroom teacher was surprised, "There are still such students ...... who haven't been dissuaded by the school?"

He dropped out on his own.

Thinking about this, Zhuang Fangqin pulled back his slightly raised gaze and twisted his head, "No, he's been better since then, he-"

Yu Guang glimpsed something, Zhuang Fangqin voice abruptly stopped. After a few seconds, she turned her gaze back toward the office door.

Outside the door, the prick she'd just mentioned was standing there at the moment, followed by several familiar faces.

Wang Luan raised his hand and beckoned her with a beaming face, saying with his mouthpiece, "Visiting Qin! Come out and play!!!"

-

Zuo Kuan's homeroom teacher was in the middle of class, and he hoofed it to the classroom door himself to pretend. Only the four of them were left standing in the corridor of the catwalk with Visiting Qin.

Zhuang Fangqin looked at Wang Luan: "You didn't wear glasses when you were in school, but you wore them after you worked? What do you do now?"

"Being a boss." Wang Luan jabbed his finger into the frame, "Visiting Qin, it's empty, I wear it to act tough, handsome, right?"

"......"

Zhuang Fangqin lazily ignored him and looked at Zhang Xianjing: "Why are you wearing so much makeup back at school? But you look much better than before. In high school, your mouth was made to look like you had eaten someone. But why have you gained weight here?" She asked, pointing to her cheeks. She asked, pointing to her cheeks.

Zhang Xianjing : "Doesn't the shot, Mr. Teacher, look more tender than those students you're taking now?"

"......"

Finally, Zhuang Fangqin's sights rest on Yu Fan and Chen Jingshen.

Having brought up so many classes of students, she admitted to herself that her heart had long been as cold as a steel podium in winter. But seeing the two of them standing side by side in their school uniforms, with little change in their appearance and no missing arms or legs, it was surprising that they still felt touched and happy.

She raised her eyes and reached out to pat Chen Jingshen's shoulder, full of emotion, "Very good, still excellent. It's a pity that the homeroom teacher of your first class didn't come on leave today, she was still reciting to me about you a few days ago, saying that you've been judged as an outstanding graduate of Jiangnan University, and that you've even won an award for the Algorithm Competition, and that she's very proud of you. Of course, so am I. Reporting your name out makes me feel honored."

Chen Jingshen said in a light voice, "It is I who have to thank you for cultivating me."

"Why, thank her for it, I've only had you for one semester, so dip in."

Zhuang Fangqin finished smiling benevolently, then turned his head and the smile was gone in a flash.

"...... Take your hands out of your pockets and stand up straight, are you learning ...... what young people should be mentally?" She frowned and patted Yu Fan's arm before going to ruffle his hair, "Why did you grow your hair so long? You've lost so much weight, don't you eat? By the way, where are you living after you moved?"

"Went to Ningcheng, just came back recently." Yu Fan drew his hand out of his pocket and paused, "How did you know I moved?"

"Of course I had to make a house call for you when you dropped out of school so suddenly! Turns out there wasn't even one."

"......"

Yu Fan's chest was stuffy for no reason, and he wanted to say something, but thought better of it.

Zhuang Fangqin also asked him whether he had continued his studies, what university he had entered, and what he was doing now. After the question and then assured, did not really go to pick up garbage on the good.

"Visiting Qin, why don't you ask me more often." Wang Luan said as he leaned against the wall.

"When you come to visit me next time, and you're as skinny as he is, I'll ask you the same thing." Zhuang Fangqin said.

Yu Fan frowned, just wanted to ask who looks like a monkey? The bell rang, and Zhuang Fangqin immediately waved his hand to drive people away.

"Okay, let's go, I have class next period." Zhuang Fangqin said, "Don't go to the crowded place, if the vice principal sees you, he'll kick you out, and you won't be able to eat the sweet and sour pork."

Zhang Xianjing: "Vice Principal? Isn't the vice-principal quite nice?"

"Oh, you guys don't know yet." Zhuang Fangqin raised an eyebrow, "The previous vice principal was transferred out long ago, and Director Hu was transferred up."

"Director Hu?" Wang Luan wondered, "Fat Tiger? He's been transferred to Vice Principal, and he's still lurking in the school building every day to catch students?"

Zhuang Fangqin slapped him with his backhand, "What are you talking about! Impolite! Hurry up and go, go go go!"

-

The four of them are driven downstairs, just in time to meet Zuo Kuan, who has returned from his pretense.

Wang Luan: "How was it?"

"Hey, came out to beat me up, told me not to scare the students she's taking now," Zuo Kuan wondered, "Why is she getting more and more aggressive? Is she going through menopause?"

"It shouldn't. A normal teacher shouldn't want anyone to know you were taught by her - grass! Zuo Kuan! what the hell are you doing!!!"

Wang Luan all of a sudden got hit with snow by Zuo Kuan, he froze for a moment and immediately picked up the snow from the ground and started to fight back!

Wang Luan scolded, "You're looking for death! Did you ever beat me in a snowball fight in high school?"

Zuo Kuan : "That's not because you have Yu Fan!"

"Okay! Then Yu Fan will let you have it today!" Wang Luan waved his hand, "School master! Let's team up!"

Chen Jingshen half-lidded eyelids, just wanted to say no, cheeks coldly ushered in a splash of white snow.

His boyfriend clapped his hands together and coldly informed him, "You guys are going to lose."

Chen Jingshen locked eyes with him for two seconds and said with little rise or fall, "Bounce."

"......"

The big battle was on the verge of breaking out. Zhang Xianjing stood next to him, itching to press these childish ghosts into the snow, and: "Wang Luan, Zuo Kuan, are you two idiots? They are a young couple! People having a snowball fight is called flirting! You two might as well be single--"

Seeing Yu Fan's head-sized snowball, Zhang Xianjing's words changed, "Did you two have a fight? Yu Fan, take it easy! You're fucking killing people!"

Yu Fan : "No Objects on the Battlefield ......"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, two small snowballs were thrown at his face, Yu Fan froze for a moment, "Chen Jingshen, you sneak attacked?"

Chen Jingshen : "It's preemptive."

"...... You're done."

Zhang Xianjing stood on the snow and watched Zuo Kuan and Wang Luan have a snowball fight and run out of snow, both of them hurting each other with their hands fluttering; he watched Chen Jingshen smashing Yu Fan with countless small snowballs, and Yu Fan chasing Chen Jingshen all over the place with his bowling ball-sized snowballs. ......

Zhang Xianjing couldn't help but take out his cell phone and send a message: [Baby Ting, why are all the men in this world so childish? I'm so annoyed, it's embarrassing to stand with them.

The four of them fought for an unknown period of time, and finally all of them were exhausted and lay on the snow.

Yu Fan gasped for a moment and said, "Chen Jingshen, be glad you didn't have a snowball fight with me when you were in school, I was better then than I am now."

Chen Jingshen inclined his head to look around at the others.

Making sure no one was looking their way, Chen Jingshen hmmm'd, "Didn't kiss you in the winter when I was in school, either."

"?"

Before Yu Fan could react, the person beside him turned sideways, lifted his face in his palm, and lowered his head in this snow-covered playground, kissing him tenderly and coldly.

-

After the break, with about half an hour left before the sweet and sour pork came out of the oven, they talked it over and decided to go to the lab building to hang out and have a smoke.

When we arrived, we realized that the lab building was gone, having been converted into classrooms with students inside.

They had nowhere else to go, so they stayed in the pathway by the lab building for the time being.

Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan crouched against the wall, listening to the lectures inside, and inexplicably feeling a bit sleepy.

Wang Luan: "Where to now?"

"I don't know." Zhang Xianjing took out a few lollipop candies that he had just bought from his pocket and threw them into his hand, "I can't smoke, so I'll make do with this first and pass it on."

Chen Jingshen was returning a message from work when his arm was poked and Yu Fan said in a toneless voice, "Sugar."

Chen Jingshen reached out to pick it up, and when the object fell into his hand, it was two kinds of touch.

He gave a lurch and spread it out to see a strawberry lollipop lying in his palm, along with a clean white button.

The collar of Yu Fan's t-shirt was unorganized, and the missing part of his lapel was faintly visible.

He bit into his candy stick and tugged, "One more for you."

Chen Jingshen remained silent for a long time and said, "Well, I'll hang it around my neck properly."

Yu Fan crunched the candy and said impatiently, "That's why I said that the one on my neck isn't yours ......"

"--You're the ones who came in over the wall right!!!"

With a familiar earth-shattering roar, all five shoulders shook as they turned their heads in unison to look.

Still wearing the same poor quality black suit, Hu Pang crossed his arms with his stomach looking rounder than six years ago, scrunching up his face and pointing at them, "What classes are you from! How dare you climb over the wall! And also skipping class! It's not right! Pass! Pass! The penalty! Punishment!!!"

The action was faster than the brain's reaction. The five looked at each other, stood up and pulled their legs out!

Hu Pang froze for a moment and immediately chased after him! As he chased, he shouted, "Wait! Don't run! Running is a big offense! Great fault! Do you know the nature of a fault!"

"Really think you guys can run away? You're dead if I catch you!!!"

"That student! Who is it! Don't you know that we don't allow students to grow beards in our school! And how come the one next to him has such long hair? Don't run, I saw your face- Yu Fan???"

Hu Pang's eyes widened in surprise, and with the wind at his feet, he instantly ran faster.

The students in the laboratory building who were attending classes heard the commotion and couldn't help but poke their heads out to look, and the teachers couldn't stop themselves, so they simply went over.

They saw the usually steady and stern vice-principal, now running with his face trembling with flesh, preceded by five students wearing the same uniform as them-

Hu Pang panted, ''Yu Fan! Even if it's ten years from now, twenty years from now, when I'm old, can't run anymore, and have Alzheimer's, I'll still be able to recognize you at a glance when you're hanging out in front of me! Don't run away! I see you!"

"And Wang Luan! Zhang Xianjing! Zuo Kuan and--" Memories revived a little, recognizing the upright figure beside Yu Fan, Hu Pang wondered. "...... Jingshen???"

The wind blew past his ears. Wang Luan gasps and asks, not understanding, "No! What are we running for? Can Fat Tiger still discipline us?"

Zuo Kuan : "I don't know!"

The winter daylight spread warmly on their faces. As Yu Fan ran, the back of his hand was suddenly touched.

He shook back and grabbed Chen Jingshen's hand.

The sun is out of reach, and the teenager is moving forward.

As the seasons turn and the years change, they are still alive and warm.

They run to freedom, to light.

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