break the head

In a blink of an eye, it is May, and the breeze follows the footsteps of spring, holding the splendor of early summer.

Juliet, who has been offline for a long time, came to Class [-] to find her old classmates. She was dressed like a liberal arts girl, with loose hair. If you look closely, you can find that her hair is dyed, but it is not obvious.Although she was still wearing a school uniform jacket, it was so exaggerated that it didn't fit her well.But the other ones are not school uniforms. Inside is a top of the same style as the popular actress in Bangzi Country, and underneath is a denim skirt with wrapping hips.

Seeing Juliet, who was almost in the same style as Yu Pei at the front desk, Bai Ye walked by, and suddenly remembered that Fang Yizhuo wanted to chase her, so he shook his tablemate gossipingly: "At the same table, How is your pursuit of Juliet going?"

What happened to Chen Zhima and rotten millet? It seems to have happened 500 years ago. Fang Yizhuo scratched his head and said, "I forgot about it later, maybe because I don't know how to chase people. Look at her." Isn't it a bit cold and hard to follow?"

"It's not easy to chase girls. As long as there is one thing, whether she is the queen of the royal sister or the soft girl of Lolita, it's easy to catch."

"what?"

Bai Ye hooked his fingers and asked him to come closer, looked around and whispered in his ear: "The protagonist's halo."

"Fuck you." Fang Yizhuo grabbed the red rope around Bai Ye's neck and strangled it hard, "You want a halo, right? I'll put a ring on your head right now."

"Brother, I was wrong. In fact, you cough, you can give her some snacks and gifts first, chat with her more, and ask her every now and then..."

At this time, Yu Pei in front turned around, opened an iron box and said, "Do you want to eat chocolate, this is wine heart, be careful."

As soon as the two heard that there was something to eat, they quickly sat down and stopped fighting. One took one, unwrapped the outer paper and stuffed it in. It melted in the mouth. After the bitterness, it was rich in sweetness, followed by the wrapping inside. The wine, soft and smooth, mellow but not strong, drifted slowly in the nose, and said in unison: "It's delicious."

"If you like it, just take some more, I don't like this taste very much."

Fang Yizhuo took another one unceremoniously: "I'll go and give it to the Buddha to taste."

Bai Ye smiled and said, "Oh, you are borrowing flowers to offer Buddha."

Hmph, no, today the little monk is going to break the precepts and let him taste the taste of wine. After thinking about his wish, he went to the back to sit at the same table as Fang Zhuo and gave him the chocolate, Fang Zhuo Zhuo said thank you and got up to leave.

Fang Yizhuo grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"To the restroom."

"Oh then you go, I'll wait for you."

What are you waiting for, of course it depends on how you eat the chocolate, it would be best if the wine flowed out of your mouth, hahahaha why am I so evil, I just want to dirty the spotless little monk.

Fang Yizhuo sat on the seat of the Buddha again, took out the chocolate in the drawer and looked around, and confirmed that it was not marked on the wrapping paper, it was very good.When he was putting the chocolate back, he accidentally saw a folded piece of paper with four large characters written on it: Bucket List

He opened the paper and looked at the content on it: 1. I ate sour radish in the cafeteria once; 2. Asked my father to hold a parent-teacher meeting for me; 3. Watched a midnight movie; It’s time for me to finish the finale. The bearded man in front of 4 can shave the beard full of chin...

There was an ominous premonition welling up in his heart. Looking up, Fang Zhuo pushed the door open and entered. He quickly put the paper away, stood up awkwardly, and said, "Can you eat that chocolate wine?"

"I'm an adult, born in the 90s, have you forgotten?"

"Yeah, I'm going first then."

"It's almost late for self-study, you don't come here."

"Come over when you go to the bathroom."

Fang Yizhuo went to the toilet, flushed his face in an attempt to calm himself down, thinking carefully that many things could be linked together, but he didn't realize it.

The Buddha did not participate in the sports meeting, did not participate in anything, consciously put on long-wear and johns, did not drink carbonated beverages, and shaved his hair during the winter vacation without giving any reason. It must be due to a serious illness.But he obviously looks so healthy, he can climb the fifth floor without panting, he has to run five or six laps around the playground at night, and he is very happy to eat ice cream.So I think too much myself, and I must be worrying too much.

Walking back to the classroom, Fang Yizhuo asked his deskmate for peace of mind: "Bai Ye, is there a terminal illness in the world that allows people to live a normal life without any symptoms? There must be no such thing, right?"

Bai Ye touched his chin and said, "There is one."

"what?"

"AIDS."

Fang Yizhuo's pupils dilated, and his mind went blank. He quickly turned his head back and kept blinking to prevent the things in his eyes from rolling out. He thought that such things were far away from him and would only appear on TV. On the road, when it really appears, it is really like a dream, and it will be fine when you wake up.

It took a few hours to calm down. Fang Yizhuo told himself to treat Dafo better in the future, not to compete with him in everything, and not to ask him about his illness. Help him fulfill his...his last wish.Thinking of this, he couldn't calm down again.

With an extremely complicated mood, Fang Yizhuo sat next to the Buddha, thinking about what to say, and asked a question in his mind: "Have you ever had sex?"

Fang Zhuo almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and said decisively, "No."

In this way, the Great Buddha is really miserable, suffering from such a disease at a young age, it is not his fault, it is the fault of the world.Fang Yizhuo didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only comfort him with food: "Great Buddha, I'll give you milk."

"What, you give me milk! What milk!"

Seeing his excited tone, Fang Yizhuo was a little puzzled, took out two packs of Weiwei Soymilk and said, "Soymilk, you don't like it."

Just being asked if he had sex, and then asked if he wanted to drink milk, it is no wonder that Fang Zhizhuo's thoughts went astray, he wished to recite silently a hundred times: form is emptiness, emptiness is form.But in the face of Fang Yizhuo, he couldn't achieve the purity of the six roots, so he gave up.Tear open the packaging bag and pour the soy milk powder into the cup.

He had a short mouth and said kindly, "I'll go clubbing for you."

Fang Yizhuo refused straight away: "No, let's compete. When the red light of the water dispenser jumps to the green light of heat preservation, we will see who can run to the water dispenser first to fill the first cup of hot water."

"I reject."

Fang Yizhuo ignored him. As soon as the light jumped to the green light, he took the cup and rushed up quickly. The water added gradually turned milky yellow, and the powder swirled and dissolved in the vortex.After he finished adding water, Fang Zhuo walked up slowly and began to heat the water. He watched the Buddha add water and took a sip from the cup like an old man drinking tea.

Mmm woo woo woo woo.

Fang Yuzhuo turned his head and saw Fang Yizhuo covering his mouth, frowning with a painful expression, and said doubtfully, "Soymilk is poisonous."

Fang Yizhuo glared at the Buddha, and walked back on his own, so he wouldn't tell the shameful fact that his tongue was burned.

Fang Yizhuo didn't dare to take a sip until the soy milk was completely cold. He looked at the mountain of homework and licked his lips and said, "Deliciousness makes me lose my fighting spirit."

Fang Xizhuo was still solving the problem without looking sideways, and said abruptly: "If you don't want to do your homework, just say it."

Fang Yizhuo answered smoothly: "If you want to chat with me, just say so."

"You, hurry up and fix the monthly exam papers, correct mistakes carefully, and reflect on the mistakes in this exam. Look, I told you about this answering routine." Fang Zhuo changed the topic and replied.

"Understood, I will not smash your golden signboard."

"What golden signboard? I'll only teach you one. You can take a look at my language books, and make up your notes."

Fang Yizhuo opened the textbook, and remembered the notes in the book neatly. After flipping through a few pages, he found a surprise. Several illustrations in the textbook were recreated. The portraits on them were spoofed and colored, which made people laugh. To beat the table.

Fang Zhuo felt that it was a mistake to give him the book, and said, "If you don't make up the notes, return the book to me."

"Don't, don't, just make it up. When I finish it, you can show me the other language documents."

This kind of graffiti is scribbling when you are bored. Fang Zhuo didn't understand what fun he had, so he sighed and said, "All right, all right, I'll give you all my books."

For some reason, Fang Yizhuo remembered a plot that often appears in martial arts novels. Before dying, a martial arts master said to the Maotou boy in the fate meeting: "My time is running out, so I will pass on my life's skills to you. , you must practice diligently."

Fang Yizhuo felt heavy holding the Chinese document, and stopped playing. He opened the Chinese document with few notes and began to make up notes seriously.I think Fang Yizhuo is really lucky to meet such a capable person as Dafo.

If I am the male protagonist in martial arts novels who is invincible in the world after acquiring peerless martial arts, then I hope Fang Zhuo is a scholar who withdraws from the chaotic rivers and lakes after teaching martial arts and retreats to the busy city. drink tea.And when the moon was dark and the wind was high, the Buddha was dressed in black and submerged in the long night. He drank a pot of dirty wine with me on the roof and watched the bright moon.Maybe after many years in the rivers and lakes, I, a hero of the world, will stop and run to open an Internet cafe opposite the Dafo Bookstore to grab his business.No, there were no Internet cafes in ancient times, so they also opened a bookstore, called "Youjian Bookstore", selling books that other stores would not sell, for example, the content was about love and hatred between broken sleeves and gowns, The temples that criticize the current disadvantages should talk about it, and collect driving maps drawn by capable people from all walks of life for people to borrow.Of course, I am also a principled businessman. I will never sell pornographic and violent books to children who are not yet ready.If the Buddha came to buy it, I can...

Suddenly, the crisp tapping of a pen on the cup shattered Fang Yizhuo's mind.Just when I was thinking that the threshold of my bookstore was trampled, and the bookstore of the Great Buddha was so miserable that no one cared about it, I came to ask for support.

Fang Zhuo said, "Don't be in a daze, it's a waste of time."

"The time you waste can bring you happiness. Don't you think you also spend time doodling?"

Why send a limited life if it is not for nothing.Fang Zhizhuo's Jingsi will draw out the composition text and outline a random line.Seeing this situation, Fang Yizhuo asked, "What are you doing?"

"Waste time."

"Then you draw me who walks the world with a sword, and also wears a bamboo hat. Let me draw you..."

"..."

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Guest officers, excuse me, the old man is about to spill blood