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When Mu Zi woke up, she was still in a trance.

She didn't get up immediately, still lying on the bed with a pillow in her hands, dazed, wondering how she had fallen asleep.

…… It's really strange, how can you dream of that guy for no reason?

It is said that she thinks about it day and night, and after so many years, she doesn't even remember what the other party looks like, and she doesn't understand why she dreams of others.

However, when I think back to my middle school days, I am really embarrassed to educate the other party like that.

What's wrong with people?

I just want to pursue you, what are you doing, giving people ideological and moral lessons directly at the school gate?

When she thought about it now, she was a little embarrassed.

In the final analysis, I was too proud at that time, and I was somewhat unaccustomed to the wasted time when students had nothing to do.

Sixteen or seventeen years old, what a good time, but every day smoking, frolicking, molesting girls, and shouting, saying that he is in charge of his own life.

She felt that it was not her own decision, that it was self-abandonment.

If you think about it carefully, some details in your memory are clearer. She remembered that the boy had a small group, and these students often gathered in crowds to fight, gambling and fighting, and the leader of the group seemed to be called ...... Brother Mu?

Surname Mu ......

Is it a coincidence?

She sat up with a pillow in her arms and thought: Where did Murong Cheng Middle School go?

Well...... This is a question that I have to ask him well.

……

She didn't know that in the second half of this dream, there was a story.

When the boy returned to his companions, someone handed him a cigarette and comforted: "This woman doesn't know how to lift, let's find someone to teach her a lesson when we go back!" Blow your breath! ”

"No need." The boy was not interested, threw away the rose, and walked aside with a cigarette.

Murong Cheng walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think about it, she just wanted to reject you, so she deliberately said it harshly." ”

"It's not." The boy smoked a cigarette and shook his head, "I think she's right." ”

Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh, which sentence is right?" ”

The boy didn't answer, but looked up and asked, "Brother Mu, do you know that the owner of the commissary in front of the school, Hai Datong, is actually a student who graduated from our school." ”

"yes, I know." Murong admitted.

The boy continued: "He didn't take the university entrance examination after graduation, and he didn't find a good job, so his mother asked him to take care of the family commissary, and now Hai Datong is married and has children." ”

When Murong Cheng heard this, he probably knew what he wanted to express.

Hai Datong's wife is in her thirties and is a bit beautiful. The charm of a mature woman is very attractive to adolescent boys, and some unserious boys, every time they go to buy a pack of cigarettes or a bottle of water, they like to tease her in the commissary and have a good time.

The boys also gave Hai Datong's wife a nickname, Hailangsha, because she likes to wear Langsha stockings.

For a while, when the literature of the Chinese class came to the Russian classics, everyone gave her a new nickname, calling her Hailang Shada Popova.

Every time I go shopping, I will shout in a bad taste: "Langsha Da Popova, come to a bottle of water." ”

Hailangsha laughed and scolded twice, that's all, can't treat them how.

Hai Datong also knew about this, but even if he saw a male student flirting with his wife, he didn't look surprised, after all, these students were the God of Wealth in the commissary, and they couldn't be offended easily.

The boy took a hard puff of his cigarette, exhaled a pale white mist, and said, "Su Zi is right, I don't love her, but I will always meet my beloved woman in the future, Brother Mu, I don't want my woman to live a life like Hailangsha." ”

The boy threw away the cigarette butt and turned to leave.

The students on the side asked Murong Cheng one after another, "Why did he leave?" ”

Murong admitted: "He said that he would ask his father to ask a tutor to help make up for the lessons, and he would reform himself and study hard in the future." ”

Everyone laughed.

Laughing staggeringly, as if hearing a big joke.

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