Chapter 492

Shucheng suddenly shook his mind, and a sinister radian was raised on the red lips. The second junior middle school really grew up.

"Orange." his voice still had a cynical smile, but there was no such innocence in his eyes.

He learned to hide.

He is the former friend of the original owner, Zhou Yi.

"How are you doing now?" Shu Cheng put one hand in his trouser pocket, looked at Zhou Yi with dark eyes, and his mouth was filled with a smile.

Zhou Yi's eyes flashed slightly, and Dugu Aotian threw himself into a desperate situation. Many people living in a desperate situation have this idea, but how many can get ahead?

This year, he wandered around many places, being abused, insulted and ridiculed. Even now, he can't get along with it.

In the same year, what else could he do except to see different people in the school and become worldly?

Perhaps he is no longer the one who took a group of people to fight, lay in the hospital and tried to squeeze a smile out of his face and say to Shu Cheng, "orange, you see, my hair has changed, and my hair has been dyed back as you asked...".

Zhou Yi's eyes are in a trance. Sometimes he really envies Shu Cheng. He can live so brilliantly and dazzling after losing his parents.

Shu Cheng, will you recognize him as a friend?

Shu Cheng saw the meaning of Zhou Yi's eyes. The red lips rose and the thin lips opened: "it doesn't matter if your head is empty. The key is not to enter water."

Zhou Yi looked at the boy's clear eyes and was shocked at the bottom of his heart, but his face was still a cynical smile.

This sentence was the same as the original one, which made him understand a lot at that time. Now does the teenager see his idea by saying the same thing?

The boy's eyes like a deep pool are full of ripples at the starting point, his hands are inserted in his trouser pockets, and the radian of the corners of his lips rises. Ruffian Qi is as usual: "man."

"Buddy." Zhou Yi smiled for a moment.

To tell the truth, Zhou Yi had a good year. When he was a sophomore in junior high school, he tried to become strong. Just like the protagonist of online novels, he struggled with tenacious perseverance to get to the top of his life. Later, he knew that those did not necessarily exist.

Zhou Yi also had a lot of nominal "friends" this year, but never did that person feel so relieved when he spit out the word "friends".

Now Zhou Yi knows that my buddy doesn't fight together, but still supports you when you can't be with us anymore, and even gets hurt.

Loyalty is not a cavity of blood, but silently accompany you to grow together.

He was glad that he could meet such a friend.

The teenager handed Zhou Yi a piece of sugar from the sugar box, then took one, looked at Zhou Yi's clothes, his eyes were full of disgust, and said, "I'd better refresh my aesthetic limit every minute as usual!"

Zhou Yi is open to being rejected. Anyway, it's not the first time he's been rejected. He looks at the sugar handed over by the teenager. In his social etiquette, isn't it cigarettes?

Why is it sugar?

"Drink later?" Shu Cheng raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi smiled with the same ruffian smile as the teenager, "no, I just passed by to see your boy. I'm getting better and better. You're such a weak chicken. My friends always wanted to feed you before!"

The boy narrowed his eyes slightly, "am I such a weak chicken?"