Chapter 7 It hurts a little

Neuropathy!Yuan Yu was still not satisfied when he got home, so he kicked the trash can over.

After a few minutes, she accepted her fate and cleaned up with a broom. Her mind was full of Hang Yu's face, but she had to admit that Hang Yu was right. She did say that she wanted to apply for broadcasting and hosting in high school.

But so what, my dreams when I was young were impacted by reality and only the instinct of survival remained.

She now feels that it is already great to survive in this society, and those dreams and other things can only be thought about.

News from Chen Lu came from her mobile phone, asking her to take time to get overtime tomorrow.

Yuan Yu really wants to reply: Is there a triple overtime pay?

But she can’t, she can only be like an ostrich, burying her head and retracting her heart, and she also has to reply passionately: OK!

Sliding down, Chi Xiaolei sent a message asking her if she would go to the high school class reunion next weekend. She frowned and typed two words: Don't go.

Chi Xiaolei quickly replied: Your boyfriend is here, won’t you come?

Yuan Yu took a deep breath and typed a few words: If I don’t work overtime, I will go there.

Today someone went back to our class and sent a photo to you.Chi Xiaolei then posted a few photos.

Yuan Yu clicked on it and looked at it. He could still recognize his table. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Time seemed to pass too quickly. Before she could catch it, her youth slipped away from her eyes.

All the messy things were piled up today. She was tired of crying and was unwilling to recall the incident in the morning that she disgusted herself. She took a shower with her eyes closed, then quickly wiped it dry, and then climbed onto the bed and put on earplugs to sleep.

Maybe she dreamed of her high school high school at night because she saw photos of her high school before going to bed.

The background was blurred, it was probably because the school was over, and the classmates in the class were almost gone. She could only see Ji Wenbo's side face. He was sitting there to do the question. She took her schoolbag and walked around two rows of tables and chairs to sit next to him. Cleared her throat and imitated the female host's tone and said: Sir, do you need help?

Ji Wenbo's questions were carefully read and he didn't raise his head.

Yuan Yu was used to being entertained by himself, and he played two roles, sometimes playing the female host and sometimes playing Ji Wenbo. After playing for a few minutes, she saw that Ji Wenbo was still practicing the questions, so she couldn't sit still. She pulled Ji Wenbo's sleeve, and her tone was pity: Ji Wenbo, I'm hungry.

Ji Wenbo finally stopped the pen in his hand, glanced at the electronic watch and said: You go home first.

I don't want it.Yuan Yu pulled his sleeve lightly and pouted slightly. I have been waiting for you, don’t you know?I want to go home with you.

It was at this time that Hang Yu came back from the back door, holding the basketball in his arms, sweating profusely, and his T-shirt was rolled to his chest, revealing a small flat and strong abdomen. He put the basketball in his hand on his fingertips and rotated it, then turned around, threw the basketball on the wall, and then jumped up to catch it.

I don’t know if he did it on purpose, but the basketball bounced back and hit Yuan Yu directly on the back. She stood up angry and fiercely and shouted at Hang Yu: You are sick!What ball do you play in the classroom?

Ji Wenbo put away his pen and asked Yuan Yu: Are you injured?

Yuan Yu turned his hand to touch his back, and his eyebrows were frowned: It hurts a little.

I'll rub it for you.Hang Yu came over with a smile, holding the basketball with one hand.

Yuan Yu looked at him with disgust: Don’t touch me if you’re so dirty!

When she saw Ji Wenbo finishing the paper, she quickly took out his schoolbag to help him clean up, and pulled his sleeves out: Go quickly, I'm really going to starve to death.

Ji Wenbo asked Hang Yu: Don’t you go home together?

Hang Yu leaned against the desk behind him, and when he heard this, he pulled the corner of his lips: You go first.

Yuan Yu was so happy when he saw that he didn't follow him, so he trotted out of the classroom. Ji Wenbo saw the basketball seal on her white school uniform on her back and reached out to pat her. Yuan Yu slowed down and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, smiling so hard that his eyes were bent.

There was a loud clanging sound behind him, and Yuan Yu turned his head and looked at him, and Hang Yu's basketball was lying in the trash can.

Hang Yu turned his back to her and took a bottle of water to pour it on his head.

Yuan Yu in his sleep muttered: I'm sick.