Daydreaming About Me: 26. Daydreaming about me
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Exclusively published in Jinjiang, please subscribe to the original version. At around ten o'clock in the evening, all the servants were asleep and the house was very empty. Aunt Zhang lowered her voice and said in a low voice: "I see that the child brought by Mr. Meng looks like an honest child. He has been silent all this time. ”
Lin Yu walked to the stairs in surprise and paused.
Fu Mingxiu didn't say anything, and Aunt Zhang continued: "But you can't tell anything by looking at it. The children nowadays hide it deeply. You must fight for what Mr. Fu left you -"
"Aunt Zhang," Fu Mingxiu's voice was a little impatient, "I don't care about that, and it's not because of this that I don't like her, I just-" He was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I just don't like her. ”
Aunt Zhang sighed: "I know you don't care. You've been like this since you were a kid, but what's yours is yours. You can't let your family's things fall into the hands of outsiders."
"Madam is telling you to rest assured that not a penny will be given away in vain, but who knows what tricks this father and daughter have?"
"And that little girl looks cute, and she is the most dangerous. You are like Mr. Fu, the most hard-spoken and soft-hearted, don't let others deceive you..."
"I watched you grow up. You are the young master that Aunt Zhang holds dear to her heart. In my opinion, you are the only one in this family. I don't recognize any second lady..."
Lin Yujing walked upstairs quietly with an empty cup in his hand.
I didn’t drink a sip of water that night, and suddenly I didn’t feel thirsty again for some reason.
The lights were turned off in the room, which was dark. The laptop was not turned off and was placed on the end of the bed. A movie was playing on the white screen, and the light flickered.
Lin Yujing lay flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling and reaching out his hand, the shape of long and thin fingers in the dim room.
She blinked blankly.
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The next day, Lin Yu woke up at around four o'clock.
When she went downstairs, there was no one in the living room and dining room. It was quiet, as if everything was sleeping. Lin Yu looked at the time on his phone in surprise, it was half past five.
She went out, but of course Lao Li hadn't come yet. Lin Yujing walked out slowly alone. After leaving the villa area, he followed the electronic map to find the subway station. He paused when he passed by 7-11.
A week ago, she also witnessed a **** boss battle here.
Lin Yujing went in and bought two red bean paste buns, a box of milk for breakfast, and walked towards the subway station.
The location here is very good, with convenient transportation and transportation. There is a subway that goes to their school, and it doesn’t look like it’s too far. At six o’clock in the morning, there weren’t many people on the subway. Lin Yu was surprised when he got on the subway. There was still room, so she sat down, sent a message to Lao Li, and drank the carton of milk.
As a result, it only took more than half an hour to get to school, not counting the walking time, which was about the same amount of time as it usually took Lao Li to send her to a traffic jam.
When Lin Yu arrived, there was no one in the class. She lay down on the table and started to catch up on her sleep.
It wasn't until morning self-study was over that the bell rang for the first period. Lin Yu jumped up in shock, but none of her deskmates came.
Lin Yujing felt that it would be nice to have a deskmate who didn't come to class on time, at least he wouldn't be disturbed while catching up on his sleep.
It wasn't until the third period was about to start that the social guy came late.
The third period is Lao Jiang’s class. Liu Fujiang has a good personality and has no other problems except for being abrasive. Over the past week, the students have become familiar with him, and their titles have changed from Teacher Liu to Brother Jiang and Lao Jiang. River.
Lao Jiang had a hard time in class like everyone else, maybe because he knew the average level of his classmates in Class 20 before school started, and was afraid that they wouldn't be able to keep up. After Mendel's pea hybridization experiment was told, Lin Yu was shocked. Not bothering to listen, he spread the book on the table, held his head and flipped through it out of boredom.
As a result, I saw the receipt paper inside.
Lin Yu was stunned for a few seconds, and after distinguishing it for a while, he didn't recognize the word as Shen Juan'er.
It’s not like he usually writes like a cannon tied to a flying monkey that will fly into the sky with a "whoosh" in the next second. The gestures look quite calm and solemn, word by word, and finally the signature. ——Parent: Meng Weiguo.
Although the words were different from what he usually wrote, no one else seemed to know about it except him.
Lin Yu turned his head in surprise and looked at the person sitting next to him.
Shen Juan was watching a video, holding his head softly, with his mobile phone standing behind a tall pile of books. The textbook just made a natural mobile phone stand for him.
Almost every one of this man's books only has his name on it. I have never seen him write down anything in it during class. At most, he only pretended to draw two horizontal lines, pretending to highlight the key points.
Lin Yu looked at him in shock and hesitated to speak.
She had no idea when this receipt was written.
She never expected that Shen Juan would actually write a receipt for her.
Recalling her less than warm and friendly attitude over the past two days, Lin Yujing felt quite sorry.
She is a girl who is affectionate, repays kindness, and is very particular about loyalty.
I also don’t like being in debt to others.
Since the beginning of the school year, Shen Juan has been watching videos in addition to sleeping in class. When he has nothing to do, he also reads books casually as if he has lost his mind. Judging from the way he looks at it, what they said is indeed true. The social guy never studies, so he probably doesn't need much help from her in his studies.
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During lunch break, Lin Yujing handed the receipt to Liu Fujiang.
Liu Fujiang had no doubt that Lin Yujing had handed in the receipt late and the dormitories had basically been allocated. When Lin Yujing came to this situation, he asked the logistics teacher to see how to divide it. Liu Fujiang smiled and followed After she finished speaking, she asked her about her current study situation: "How are you doing? Do you feel a lot of pressure in studying? Can you keep up?"
"Well, not bad." Lin Yujing said modestly.
There was a young man standing in front of Liu Fujiang's desk. He was wearing a school uniform jacket and tight jeans. He looked very sexy, and his hair was neatly trimmed.
Lin Yu glanced at him in surprise, feeling that he looked familiar and couldn't help but take another look.
The young man kept staring at her without blinking.
Xiao Lin, who was never afraid of looking at others, tilted his head and looked at him.
Before he could continue for a few seconds, he was interrupted by Liu Fujiang. Lin Yu turned over and left the office after handing over the receipt. When he closed the door, he heard Liu Fujiang say to the tight jeans earnestly: "Your mother told me, I You think it’s okay, young man, you can go back to class later——”
Lin Yu was surprised to think that he was from another class taught by Liu Fujiang and was called over to lecture him.
As soon as I came back from lunch and entered the class, I felt a gust of wind passing by me, accompanied by the boy's howling: "Dad! You really left me alone in this situation." Ah!"
Lin Yu looked at the tight-fitting jeans lying on his desk, struggling against Shen Juan's body, and was a little confused.
Shen Juan didn't react, and was at a loss for a few seconds. After seeing the person clearly, he said "Ah": "Are you from Class 10 too?"
"Yes, Dad, why did you just leave without calling me? Jiang Han and I were directly punished by the police uncle. We were almost beaten to death after my mother took us back."
Lin Yu was shocked to remember that he had indeed seen this face before.
Mop number two.
Dirty pigtails and small flowery arms.
It's just that the boy's dreadlocks have been completely removed, and his hair has been shaved. The length is directly above the ears, exposing his forehead. He looks so clean and refreshing that it is almost unrecognizable.
Mop No. 2 is worthy of being his biological son. His father, Shen Juan, got into a group fight and left him to fend for himself. He didn’t hold any grudge at all. He seemed to be used to it. He described himself painfully. He squatted in the police station until midnight, and wrote a self-reflection titled "If I fight in the future, I will be my grandson." After being taken home by his mother in the early morning, he was beaten by mixed doubles and had all his pigtails shaved off. Clean.
He just propped his buttocks up on Lin Yujing's table and lay there talking to Shen Juan. Lin Yujing didn't even sit down, but just stood at the door for a while, looking at his phone and listening to what was going on. With.
"Dad, really," Mop No. 2 was still saying his heartfelt words, "You don't know how happy I am to know that I'm in the same class with you. Aren't you happy? I'm your son! Your dear My son Wang Yiyang is back! He’s still in the same class as you! He’s back to honor you!!”
Shen Juan stepped on the crossbar beside the table and laughed: "Okay, I know you are filial, are you done? Go away, my deskmate is waiting."
Lin Yujing, who was suddenly called, was still digesting the fact that his son and father were in the same class. He was a little unresponsive. He put down his phone and raised his head to look over.
Wang Yiyang blinked, and finally his father was no longer the only one in his eyes. He turned around and glanced at Lin Yu. His eyes looked very enthusiastic: "Miss," Wang Yiyang walked over and looked at her with a smile. , "We meet again. We are so destined. To be honest, I felt destined to be with you the first time I met you. You look a bit like my biological mother, so you are very kind."
Lin Yu was shocked: "..."
She should have figured it out when the young man waved his fists and shouted "Kill me to death" during the fight. Mop No. 2 was probably a bit out of his mind.
Wang Yiyang looked at her enthusiastically: "So, how are you thinking about your tattoo? Have you decided what to get it?"
Lin Yu looked at him in shock for a while before remembering such a thing.
"Ah," she uttered a single syllable and glanced at Shen Juan, "I haven't decided yet."
Wang Yiyang was very nervous, as if he was afraid that Lin Yu would not get a tattoo on their place, so he looked at her seriously: "Sister, I'm serious, my dad's skills are very good, really, it doesn't hurt at all, you just Let him do it for you."
Lin Yu was shocked: "..."
Shen Juan: "..."
No matter what I hear, I feel like something is wrong, but nothing seems to be wrong.
A lot of messy and colorful thoughts popped up uncontrollably in Shen Juan's mind. Veins popped up on his forehead, and he subconsciously gave Lin Yu a startled look.
The little girl opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. She looked a little dazed and hadn't reacted yet.
Wang Yiyang was still afraid that Lin Yu would be surprised and not believe it, so he lifted up his school uniform jacket to reveal half of his flowered arms: "He made mine for me. Look, this matte face——"
Shen Juan couldn't bear it anymore and raised his foot from the bottom of the table to kick him: "Shut up."
Wang Yiyang shut up.
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Wang Yiyang didn't come directly when school started. His mother forcibly cut off his dreadlocks. He had a big conflict and rebelled for a week before he came back to school.
Originally, the forty-eight positions in the class were all even numbers. After he came back, Liu Fujiang asked him to move a set of tables and chairs to the logistics department. He sat in front of Shen Juan, next to the podium, with a single table, and was treated like an emperor.
In the first English class in the afternoon, the English teacher’s voice was gentle and it was one of the most hypnotic classes. In addition, I tend to get sleepy just after eating in the morning, so the whole class fell asleep.
The English teacher was not affected at all. He taught the class fluently and even interacted with himself when he got excited.
Lin Yu flipped through the word list in surprise and glanced at Shen Juan. The boy's English book was spread out on the table. He was supporting his head with one hand and holding the pen with three fingers on the other hand, turning the page every once in a while. The book cover is pretentious.
The teacher was talking about the second unit, but he had already flipped to the seventh or eighth lesson.
Lin Yu cleared his throat in surprise, leaned over a little, and whispered: "I went to hand in the receipt this morning."
"Huh?" Shen Juan stopped turning the pen and raised his head, a little confused. It took him a few seconds to realize what she said, "Ah."
Lin Yu looked at him in shock: "That..."
Shen Juan raised his head.
The girl was silent.
Shen Juan raised his eyebrows questioningly.
Lin Yu was surprised and wanted to say thank you.
Sincerely.
It’s quite strange to say this. Normally she doesn’t feel like thanking you. When she doesn’t mean it, when she’s perfunctory, or when she just wants to coax someone to behave, she can just say nice words of thanks. , a series of words that are never repeated, which make people happy, but now I really want to say thank you, but it is difficult for people to say it, and even a little embarrassing.
Just a thank you.
Two words.
Lin Yu looked at him in shock. After holding it in for a long time, he finally let out a breath of frustration, put one hand into the pocket of his school uniform jacket, and said in a low, kitten-like voice: "Put your hand out..."
Chen Juan looked at her, without even thinking about it. Hearing what she said, he stretched out his hand.
Lin Yujing rummaged through his pocket for a while, then took something and put it in his hand.
The girl's hand was small and white, and her fingertips brushed against his palm, feeling a little cold. Then something cold fell into her hand, carrying a little weight.
Shen Juan lowered his eyes, a lollipop lying quietly in his hand.
White stick, sugar **** wrapped in cellophane, pink and tender color.
Peach flavor.
The night before, she went downstairs to pour water and heard Aunt Zhang and Fu Mingxiu talking in the living room.
After ten o'clock in the evening, all the servants were asleep and the house was very empty. Aunt Zhang lowered her voice and said in a low voice: "I see that the child brought by Mr. Meng looks like an honest child. He has been acting like a child during this period. Silently."