v4 Chapter 17： Turn left turn right

From the time Su Can got up and walked out, the classroom seemed a little quiet.

The people on the last two tables in the row next to the door are looking at Su Can with a stiff smile. They were ranked fifth in the class before, a fat girl who is a backbone of literature and art. Voice, looking back and seeing Tang Wu was even more shocked, so he was a little bewildered in his actions.

Although some people didn't look at Su Can directly, he still glanced at him with white eyes when he was passing by, continuing the topic they had just said in his mouth, but he seemed to be absent-minded now.

When he came to the front, Tang Wu stared at him with a pair of clear eyes, and his face was slightly flushed. It was only at this moment that he realized that he was a little bit hot-headed, but seeing such a real him, I am afraid it doesn't matter how hot-headed he is.

There was a resounding rustle in the classroom behind him.

"Are you angry with me?" Tang Wu said, his voice trembling a little.

The people on the tables behind Su Can stared wide-eyed in the face of the class's questioning gaze and whispered inquiries, shaking their heads slightly, indicating that they didn't know what was going on.

The school was scrutinized by countless top players. There was a girl in the school team who watched the boys' combat effectiveness by 30%, so she could talk to a boy who didn't know the depth in such a tone?

"How come? I feel that ordinary appearance in front of you is a bit contrary to my previous promise, now it is probably much better, it should be more special." There is no large box of gold and silver treasures, no levelup halo on the head, and even There are not a few large packs of weapons that can be easily replaced, so if you see the heroine, is this brave man too shabby?

"In this way, I think you are angry." Tang Wu bit his lip.

Su Can did not come to her directly, which in Tang Wu's view has already explained a lot of problems. Just now when she walked all the way from the teaching building to this side, passing by the trees and passing the small roads, it was very difficult to come to her. Yes, it's just that she can't tell at all from her cold appearance.

"It's just to surprise you. I probably owe it to consideration. Okay. I apologize, who told me that I don't have a car house or a lot of banks now." Su Can said lightly. Because Tang Wu is right in front of him, so everything should pass.

Tang Wuhao's wrist was covering his mouth, his eyes were slightly bent, and he couldn't help but laugh, clenching his fist with his other hand and tapping Su Can's shoulder.

This action made many people in the classroom behind Su Can dumbfounded. They felt that it was not important to see a fairy or a monster at this moment. The important thing was that they saw Tang Wu’s behavior and no one would believe it. Just now they were editing Su Can’s Wu Shirui consciously slipped off the table where the lady was sitting.

"I received that letter," Su Can grinned, "If I hadn't thought of the possibility of seeing you, would I almost think it was you wanting to tell me never to see you again."

"I'm sorry" Tang Wu's nose turned red suddenly, and eyes filled with water. "I'm sorry, I don't care if you are a hero of the world, if you have gold and silver jewelry, I just don't think I should be so selfish that I don't want you because I was scorned. I just hope you don’t have to carry anything. After I leave, you can smile happily every day."

Su Can slowly looked at Tang Wu in front of her. This charming girl had red eyes, which had surpassed Su Can's imagination of Tang Wu elegant and peaceful at the moment of meeting again.

"Don't care if that letter is good or not, don't care, I regret it"

One can imagine the courage needed to say such a sentence, so that the hand covering Tang Wu's lips trembled slightly.

"I didn't care." Su Can's heart came out with convulsive vibrations. He pushed away Tang Wu's hand and held her in her arms. His slender body was pressed tightly, and Tang Wu's long-distance body scent was tangy. The waist allows Su Can to hug his hands tightly and start with lightness. Only at this moment did he feel that the jade man in front of him no longer seemed so ethereal, and this kind of tangible feeling was not the dream of Zhuang Zhou's dream.

Su Can leaned close to her sharp ears and said softly beside her hot red ear beads, "I just want to know, what does the phrase in the letter,'Goodbye, Su Xiaocan who once belonged to me alone' mean?"

Tang Wu smelled the breath of Su Can's upright body. He hadn't seen him for half a year. He was a head taller, so high that the day he used to stand alongside Su Can was still in front of him, but now he can only press against his chest. The two bodies pressed close to each other, listening to the pulsating heartbeat from his chest, tears could not help but overflow at this moment.

"Then we will see you again, Su Can."

Tang Wu and Su Can disappeared at the back door, but the entire class of the second and third high school was mostly confused. It was as if they had just been ransacked by the bandits who had just gone down the mountain and beat the autumn breeze. Everyone's expressions were a bit sluggish. At this moment, if a few strands of fallen leaves were added, it would be a bit of evening breeze, and it would be very bleak.

The scene given to everyone just now was so shocking that their current expressions were like a cold dish on a table, just caught a few chopsticks, messy and sloppy.

Otherwise, it is like a woman raped by the kilns of the old society, with disheveled clothes and loneliness.

Walking with Tang Wu between the tree-lined pergola that connects the two teaching buildings, Su Cancai took Tang Wu's hand. At that moment, both of them trembled slightly. The feeling of holding hands was very sexy.

The half-year time may not explain much to many people, but in the past half a year, occasionally waking up from a dream, the feeling of lying in bed alone and yearning, deep in the boundless darkness, the untouchable mourning for the person in his heart. , So that this loneliness is embedded in the soul.

It’s only when you miss how much you miss, and how far away you are. These philosophical propositions are enough for those who are accustomed to thinking in the end. Now they don’t need to think too much. In this week Before, Su Can had just ended or buried a life that once belonged to Xiahai City, and came to the provincial capital Rongcheng uneasy. News of Tang Wu could be found in the gaps in this huge, machine-like reinforced concrete city with gears interlocking with each other.

"How did you know that I was in the twenty-seventh middle school?" Tang Wu kept burying this question. This man seemed to always give her unexpected surprises in life.

"I don't know, but the heavens just let me run into you **** with great luck. I was lucky and I was not abandoned by fate." Su Can's effort seemed very relaxed, covering up his uneasy analysis of Tang. Where will Wu be, in which area, and in which school? What happened to her, will she have the last resort to be separated from herself?

Tang Wu's eyes were red again, "It's me who is not good."

"You are already very good. I am not good enough. I stumbled to come to Rongcheng. I took the chance to stand in front of you. If I have the absolute strength to achieve all of this, even the **** of death is blocking us in front. Let him retreat." A few light spots hit Su Can's pupils, deep and bright.

Tang Wu gently squeezed his hand, and the eyes under the long eyelashes looked at him deeply, before saying, "Don't die, but live well."

Su Can's backhand and Tang Wu clasped their fingers together. Yes, don't die, live well.

The school bell rang Su Can cursed such a bell.

Tang Wu closed it gently, and found that Su Can held himself tighter, before whispering, "There is still a lot of time."

Su Can let the slippery hand that is now the most dazzling girl in the province's famous school escaped like a fish, and her little finger was so evil that she gently hooked her little finger, causing a faintly flowing eye.

The vine frame, the time is full, and the smell of wet leaves.

Tang Wu, who was wearing a red hooded cardigan and narrow-mouthed jeans wrapped in slender legs, and Su Can, who was wearing a clean shirt, broke up from time to time and walked left and right.

Tang Wu, who walked to the left, raised her head and smiled brightly. The sun shone on her tall nose and the almost perfectly curved face of melon seeds. Her red lips were soft and waxy.

Su Can, who walked to the right, shook her head and smiled brightly, her heart filled with the shadows of Iraqis.

Yes, there is still a lot of time, and the happy life with Tang Wu's 27th Middle School has just begun.

(To be continued) ()