Chapter 25
Min Liangping's group of younger brothers worked hard to get the phone number of this woman named Liu Hongyue.
Then, the leader of them, Colorful Hair, dialed Min Liangping's phone number and called Brother Min while grinning.
Min Liangping will be worried about the monthly exam papers under Liu Daosai's bed, Chinese 88, Math 106, English 18.5, History 73...
English 18.5? ? ?
He should have known earlier that this kid and his son couldn't have the same temperament, but what he didn't expect was his bright red 18:50.
He probably glanced at it, and this kid only got points for listening and multiple-choice questions.
Should he praise him for not being easy?
Wu Cai Mao called and successfully diverted his attention.
Wu Caimao's excited and rough voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Min, I got it."
"What?" Min Liangping squeezed some crumpled test papers and threw himself on the table.
"Sister-in-law." The colorful hairs danced around, but unfortunately Min Liangping couldn't see it, otherwise he really wanted to take it.
Min Liangping thought that he was forced to find him on time because of Liu Hongyue's affairs. Who knew that something was wrong with him, and it was his sister-in-law who came up.
He became impatient: "What sister-in-law, did you drink too much again?"
"No." The other side immediately rejected it, sounding sober, "I got the sister-in-law's phone number."
Min Liangping: " ..."
He would lose interest in Liu Dao's English test paper, he put on his coat, locked the door, and went to the Internet cafe.
Wucai Mao had been standing at the entrance of the Internet cafe, eager to see what he saw. He finally expected Min Liangping to come, and when he was about to ask for credit, he was punched hard by Min Liangping.
He grasped the strength very precisely, the multicolored hair covered his stomach, still showing that kind of beggar smile, two eyes squeezed into a slit, high cheekbones clustered flat nose even flatter.
"The next time you talk nonsense, it won't be about this punch." Min Liangping warned him with a stinky face.
Wu Cai Mao repeatedly said: "Yes yes yes."
Our brother Min is a dead duck with a hard mouth.
Who can't pick up a girl yet, can't they?
"Where's the number?" Min Liangping stretched out his hand.
"Here." Wu Cai Mao desperately pressed the keyboard of the phone, "I'll send it to you."
"Okay." Min Liangping thought for a while, and took out a few hundred dollars from his pocket, saying it was a fortunate expense.
Wucai Mao refused to accept it: "How polite are you to brother? Brother Min, everyone is pointing you to matchmaking, so it's good for Ben Da."
Min Liangping knew that they all wanted to join the team, so he didn't make a promise right away, just smiled Fei smiled and nodded.
Wu Caimao didn't ask him what he meant by nodding his head. They are stubborn idiots who rarely want to make a fuss about these details.
The physical education class that used to be two sessions a week has been successfully erased because of the approaching high school entrance examination.
If it hadn't been for sports exams, this section would have probably been erased.
This day, the men's 800-meter test was divided into three groups of five. Liu Dao was placed in the first group because he was not tall, and he ran quickly.
The girls have nothing to do and hide in the shade.
Because Liao Ting entered a special class, only physical education was allowed to return to the original class, and her eyes followed Liu Dao.
As time passed by, Liu Dao kept staying out of the group, standing beside the lever surrounded by a group of boys, not knowing what they would talk about now, even a boy like Liu Dao, who was usually not very gregarious, grinned from time to time. Mouth, smiling brightly.
Liao Ting has never seen Liu Dao smile like this. In the impression of Liu Dao, he looks thin and not too thin, but he is actually a bit fierce, and his eyes are cold and indifferent, but every time he intentionally approaches him, he still maintains a calm expression. kind of friendliness.
Although she felt that it was very good that she was treated kindly by the person she liked, but with such kindness, he was very strange.
He smiled like this today, which made Liao Ting's nose sour for a moment.
Once upon a time, in her fantasy, Liu Dao would also smile at her like this.
Liao Ting is fine with everything, but when she likes someone, she is too humble.
After the evening self-study, when Liu Dao jumped downstairs, there was no one there. He was walking under the dim osmanthus tree and was stopped by someone.
It's Liao Ting.
Liao Ting said, "Liu Dao, come over here, okay?"
Liu Dao hesitated for a moment, but walked over.
He rubbed his hands on his trousers nervously, and explained without any convincing: "The letter, I have no paper, it's true."
"I didn't ask about this." Liao Ting was still a little nervous. The trembling fingertips inexplicably stopped shaking.
Like a broken pot, she said, "Liu Dao, I like you."
Liu Dao was stunned.
In the darkness, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Liao Ting took the courage and repeated it seriously: "I like you, Liu Dao, I like you."
Time passed by, and after a long time, Liao Ting heard an unworthy remark from Liu Dao's mouth.
He whispered, "I'm sorry."
Liao Ting gave him a shove, Liu Dao staggered back several steps, and looked at the dim street lamp at the end of the tree shadow, Liao Ting ran out of the school gate.
Liu Dao patted his face, except that he was sorry, he really didn't know what to say.
I can't say it's useless if you like me, I don't like you.
He wanted to say that, it's better to cut the mess with a quick knife, and it's better to have a long pain than a short one.
But it's not that he overestimated himself. If Liao Ting fell down because of his few words, then he would regret it too much.
After all, the high school entrance exam is coming soon.
Liao Ting has a bright future.
Liu Daoyuan underestimated Liao Ting's self-healing ability, and the next day, when she met Liu Dao by chance, she could give him a slight smile.
It made Liu Dao a little gloomy.
Later, during another physical education class, many people sat on the hillside beside the cinder track to brag. , Coincidentally, only Liu Dao and Liao Ting were left sitting on the hillside, watching the playful classmates below.
The two were sitting about a meter apart.
Liu Dao pouted and said something stupid that he said only last week: "I'm sorry."
Liao Ting wrapped her arms around her knees and shook her head: "It's okay. I figured it out."
"That's fine." Liu Knife nodded.
The two were silent for a while.
Liu Dao suddenly turned to look at Liao Ting: "Why do you like me?"
"Eh?" Liao Ting obviously did not expect to be asked about this, her face flushed slightly, "Why? I, I don't know. "
Choose to be ignorant for the first time.
The two were silent for a while.
Later, Liao Ting wrote another letter to Liu Dao.
This letter lacks subtle wording, and every word is very sincere.
She answered Liu Dao's straight man's question in written form.
Liao Ting said that from the first time she was rescued by Liu Dao, she began to pay special attention to him. As long as she saw Liu Dao, she was overwhelmed, and sometimes she had to control herself desperately, otherwise she would probably speak nonsense.
Liao Ting said that she felt that Liu Dao had some kind of very powerful power, otherwise, how could she be willing to risk being beaten by a group to save her who was weak and weak at the time?
Liao Ting said that liking someone is both painful and happy, but like Liu Dao, it seems that apart from the decline in grades, if you leave, there is no other benefit, especially after being rejected by the word "sorry", this feeling is even more. Full-bodied. But even so, why do you still like this person so much?
Liao Ting said that she figured it out, Liu Dao is right, if the two are in an early love now, they are guaranteed to have an impact on the future.
By the way, she politely sent blessings to Liu Dao's future at the end of the letter.
After Liu Dao read this lengthy letter, he only picked up a few key points, memorized them in reverse order, and thought about it over and over again.
He became more and more aware of his abnormality, and he felt the same as what Liao Ting said.
Those obscure, bitter, hidden, tucked things, those things that are buried under the dark soil all day long, every time it turns over, it always touches the depths of his heart, the man named Min Liangping.
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