When the final exam results come out, most of the first normal middle schools are full of mourning, the people are not living, and even the upcoming winter vacation can't save the students' mood.
There is still a disaster before the winter vacation-the parents' meeting. After the time was notified, Niu Zhihuai announced that the last day of the semester was officially over.
"I'll go out for a while, you wait for me to come back."
Jungkook exhorted Lisa, and when the girl nodded, he got up and chased out of the classroom.
Lisa's gaze followed the door of the classroom, waiting for the talent to come back.
...It should be to ask for leave for the parent meeting.
Lisa thought this way, and sighed unconsciously.
"Classmate Lisa."
Just as the girl was distracted, a voice suddenly sounded, interrupting her thoughts.
Lisa raised her head.
Standing in front of her desk is a student in this class, and also a classmate of the former sixth class in liberal arts.
After the person and Lisa looked at each other, he glanced at the door of the classroom uneasy and made sure that Jungkook's figure was not showing signs of appearing before he turned back a little relieved.
"That's it. The classmates of our original sixth class discussed it and wanted to take advantage of these two days to have the students in the class pay the money together. Ask the class teacher to have a meal with the original teachers, and thank the teacher in person. En. The class leader asked me to be responsible for counting the wishes of the original sixth class students in the first class of liberal arts. I don't know you...?"
After Lisa listened, her first reaction was to remember the encouragement and instruction that Teacher Shen gave to herself when she took the initiative to talk to Shen Liang about her willingness to sub-discipline.
Thinking of this, she nodded immediately: "I'm fine."
"Oh well."
The student nodded quickly and asked Lisa to give her contact information.
After getting Lisa's mobile phone number, he turned around to leave, but his expressions and movements were a bit tangled and hesitant.
After a few seconds of embarrassment, he couldn't help but turn around:
"That... Brother Jeon's wishes..."
At this point, Lisa finally understood where this person's uncomfortableness came from.
She couldn't help but bowed her eyes: "He is not that fierce, you don't have to be afraid of him."
"..." The student was silent for two seconds, apparently having reservations about this question.
Lisa helplessly: "Then I can ask him for you?"
"Okay! Thank you, Lisa!"
The man seemed to be afraid that Lisa would go back, and quickly responded, "The monitor will contact you then, so you can just tell him directly!"
After speaking, the student ran away calmly.
Lisa sighed while staying in place.
—
Stereotypes are always the hardest thing to change.
It didn't take long for Jungkook to return. He took the initiative to pick up the remaining books that Lisa had not had time to move home, and went out of the classroom with the girl.
On the main road of the school, Lisa briefly talked about what she had heard about the dinner party with Jungkook.
Jungkook's reaction was flat: "Don't go."
Lisa was stunned, and stopped: "Why?"
Jungkook twitched his lips, "Do you think they want to see me?"
When he said this, although the man was smiling on his face, he couldn't see any smile in his eyes, only a cold black.
It's a kind of alienation and indifference that is not even deliberately concealed.
Lisa couldn't help asking: "You refused to go because they didn't want to see you, or because you didn't want to see them?"
"..."
Jungkook was silent.
Two seconds later, he raised his eyes, and his pupils were dappled with mottled light, "My sweetness... has become smarter."
During these words, the smile on the boy's face became open and reckless.
Lisa turned away and murmured.
"Who is yours..."
Having said that, her ears couldn't help being bright red.
The smile in Jungkook's eyes deepened.
But when he was almost at the school gate, he suddenly thought of a question:
"you want to go?"
Lisa nodded, "Well. Teacher Shen is a very good teacher, I want to go there."
"..."
Jungkook was silent for a while and sighed.
Lisa looked at the boy's good-looking side face, blinked her eyes, and raised a playful smile.
"Then are you going?"
Jungkook: "What do you mean?"
Lisa smiled softly at the corner of her eyes. She reached for her backpack from the boy and ran out—
"Then I will let you know the time and place when the time comes!"
Jungkook looked at the girl's beautiful slender back, and the cute and cute appearance after she succeeded, and couldn't help but squinted lightly.
After a while, he nodded.
"Wake up tomorrow morning for a morning run, morning physical training-don't forget."
"..."
Lisa's small face that was still smiling just now wrinkled bitterly.
Jungkook stopped and stood in front of the school, watching the girl get into her cousin's car.
It wasn't until the tail shadow of the car disappeared from the end of his sight that the boy lowered his eyes and opened his long legs with his trouser pockets in his pockets.
In the stream of students who were scattered home, many eyes followed him implicitly or directly.
And unlike the previous appearance of talking and laughing with the girl, the boys look cold in everyone's eyes at this time, and the corners of their eyes and eyebrows are indifferent and lazy.
...
On the third day of the official start of the winter vacation, it was eleven o'clock at noon.
Jungkook left the door of his own house, walked to the opposite side, and rang the doorbell.
After half a minute, the door opened, and Grandma Qin was standing inside.
After seeing Jungkook, Grandma Qin didn't look surprised at all, but smiled kindly: "Lisa is here? You are going to see the teacher, right? Lili will change clothes inside, and I will help you remind you. "
Jungkook: "Grandma doesn't need to be reminded, I don't worry, just wait at the door for a while."
Granny Qin agreed, but she went in to Lisa's bedroom door and shouted:
"Sweet, Kook has arrived at the door, don't make people wait too long!"
"Okay, I know..."
The girl's vague voice came from the closed bedroom door.
Before long, the door was pulled open from the inside, and a girl wearing a white high-necked bottoming shirt and leggings of the same color walked out. The waist is full and can be gripped, and the legs are slender and slender.
Lisa put on the long smoky pink coat in her hand as she walked towards the door. When she glanced at the door inadvertently, she stopped immediately.
—
At this time, the boy standing at the door wore a dark blue slim long coat with a black turtleneck sweater and black trousers, and black sneakers.
It's a coincidence that their jackets and inner wear are minimalist styles, without any decoration or texture, the effect of putting them together...
Probably the effect is about the same as the effect of a couple on a model.
"..."
Lisa slowly put on her coat with a sullen face, and stood silently at the door for three seconds, still putting on the pair of white riding boots that had been taken out a long time ago.
From then on, until she stepped out of the house and entered the elevator, she bowed her head and refused to say any more.
After entering the elevator, Lisa stretched out her hand to press to the first floor, but was stopped by the boy standing behind.
"Go directly to the underground parking lot."
"...Hey?"
Lisa turned around and looked at the boy in confusion.
Jungkook came by at this moment, forcing Lisa to instinctively retreat to the corner of the elevator.
When Lisa stuck the ladder on her back, the boy's movements also stopped.
Lisa looked up blankly.
With a low laugh over her head, Jungkook, who was pressing over her body, stretched out her left hand and pressed a button on the elevator button on the negative first floor next to her.
After closing his hand, Jungkook didn't rush away, but lowered his eyes in that posture, looking at the girl who was trapped in the corner of the elevator car with a smile but a smile—
"What are you hiding?"
"..."
Lisa's eyes were a little flustered. "I... what are we going to do in the underground parking lot?"
Jungkook raised his eyes and glanced at the numbers in the elevator car, and he was almost on the target floor.
With some regret, he pushed his tongue against his upper jaw, looked at the girl deeply, and then took a step back.
"I'll drive you over."
Here Lisa was able to gasp because of the pressure leaving, and choked before he could fully enter the lungs.
After two seconds, she stared at Jungkook blankly with her apricot eyes open: "Can you drive?"
Jungkook took the car key from the side pocket of his coat and shook it.
Lisa was still dumbfounded: "Why do you have a driver's license?"
"..." Jungkook paused, raised his eyebrows, smiling meaningfully, "I'm an adult—I thought you knew it."
Lisa's expression became tangled.
In that case, she had heard others say that he was 18 years old in the fighting field, but after working with this person for a long time, she had long forgotten this...
It wasn't until Jungkook got into a dark blue SUV and was looped by the person to put on the seat belt, Lisa suddenly recovered.
Her expression was a little hesitant, and her tone turned to the person in the driver's seat with hesitation:
"Then because of something...have you stayed a grade?"
Seeing the girl who was afraid of stepping on his minefield, Jungkook couldn't help but chuckle.
"no."
He also fastened his seat belt and started the car.
"Before I came to Qingcheng, I spent two years abroad with my uncle. After that, I came here and transferred directly to the First Division."
Lisa's pupils were slightly stagnant.
Uncle...that's the man who can climb down 12 floors with his bare hands?
And this understatement of "being" is obviously not a simple experience of playing or studying...
Lisa's thoughts turned, as if thinking of something.
"So you fought very hard, is it because of those two years?"
"That's it."
Jungkook turned the steering wheel and drove out of the parking lot. "The two years are the foundation."
When saying this, Jungkook's tone was indifferent, only the emotions flashing in his black eyes.
It is indeed the foundation.
It's just not the basis of fighting...but the basis of survival based on the laws of the jungle.
"..."
Lisa did not ask any more.
Although Jungkook didn't say anything, she just had a feeling—
In those two years that were completely different from the growth trajectory of children in a normal family, there must be a lot of things that were extremely heavy and unspeakable to Jungkook.