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Su Xiangli moved a chair with sweat, and the back of the chair was sitting next to Lu Zhengkang, lying on the back of the chair, turning his head and staring at him coldly, Xiao Lu quickly patted the human being lying on the bed. "Okay, okay, you can do it, don't fall asleep." The other party got up in a daze and left, and did not forget to say "thank you" politely.

Lu Zhengkang sent the people away seriously, and smiled at Su Xiangli, "Come on."

Su Xiang couldn't move, she was exhausted, so she whispered: "You hold me."

Lu Zhengkang was stunned, he was stunned, then whispered: "What?"

Su Xiangli buried her face in her arms, her face flushed, she didn't know if it was the blood rebirth after ballet, or the unspeakable embarrassment in her heart, she whispered again, "I don't want to move."

Lu Zhengkang walked behind her, already at a loss, the cold air flow infiltrated his fingertips, causing his arms to freeze, lifted up, put down again, Su Xiangli's back is slender, the black cotton practice clothes are comfortable and comfortable. Pressing the post, she was like a violet canoe slowly roaming in the night sky, touching the star water, how courage he could dare to be the Tianhe carrying her.

Su Xiangli turned her head and turned her face to Lu Zhengkang. Her eyes were hidden under the faint eyelashes. It was just unpredictable. Lu Zhengkang didn't know why she was like this, so he felt that she seemed very sad, such as The outlier lone goose made him feel bad.

The people in the dance studio are still practicing, and they in the rest area are silent as two worlds.

Su Xiangli suddenly laughed, "Don't you dare? Humph, I'm so mature, and you say I'm a kid, so are you."

Once she showed a tricky expression like this, Lu Zhengkang could no longer perceive her emotions at all. He threw away the plausible worries in his heart, hands on his hips, "I just think you are too heavy! Get up and lie down on the bed. "

Su Xiangli stood up lazily, "Yes, doctor, whatever you say is fine, I have to listen to what you say, hum."

There are only three massage beds. Lu Zhengkang specially left one clean. No one has used it since today. Su Xiangli has a little bit of cleanliness. Most modern people have such a cleanliness, even massage beds. The sheets are disposable, but they just don’t like the feeling that others have existed.

When Su Xiangli leaned over and lay down, Lu Zhengkang gently stroked her shoulder.

With the familiar shell, every texture of the sculpture, every chapped tree trunk, every wave of her thoughts, Lu Zhengkang saw the swan again.

But this time, he is no longer the palm that envelops her, he is just a bystander standing in the void world, the pouring rain washes the earth like a note, the swan drifts in the rain, all wind and rain cannot stop, only in her wings Zhonghua turned into a mist covering him who was already wet.

Lu Zhengkang stopped moving.

[In the illusion of nothingness, he opened his hands.

Su Xiangli turned his head and looked at him, puzzled.

[The swan flew towards him after circling.

Lu Zhengkang leaned over and rested gently on her neck, but the heat of her breath froze her skin into thin lumps.

[Lu Zhengkang embraces the swan.

"I don't want to hug you, I just can't believe it." Every word of him can make her tremble. Su Xiangli is looking forward to Lu Zhengkang's intimacy, but he just straightens his back again.

"Okay, the class is over, let's go home, I will take you home."

[The hallucinations are over.

Outside Su Xiangli's home, they bid farewell, but did not move.

Su Xiangli opened his hand and said coquettishly: "I want you to give it a hug."

Lu Zhengkang's strained face finally disappeared. He went up and hugged the girl gently, but quickly let go.

"I found out now that you are really a good gentleman. Unlike before, it is not broken." Su Xiangli gently pressed her right index finger on her lips. She liked this movement more and more, and there was a kind of whispering. Private and reserved, and every time he does this action, Lu Zhengkang's expression is always funny.

He replied uneasily: "People always grow up..." He shouted in his heart: I'm not a kid at all!Do you know how weird it seems I like you so much!

Su Xiang moved her head away and sniffed her shoulders, where there was the scent of Lu Zhengkang, a faint saponaria odor, which persisted on the blue vest. She looked at herself, her masculine dress, There was a bold emotion in her heart, and a free and easy Su Xiangli told herself not to miss him all the time.

So she turned around and waved to him behind her back, "The grown-up man, then I have to go, remember to pick me up tomorrow."

When she walked up the high steps to look back, she could only see the back of Lu Zhengkang turning away.

Entering the room, Baiyang Yangzhen greeted her, "Madam tells you to practice dancing, and she said that yesterday’s matter does not care about you, and tells you not to continue to be awkward." A honorific appeared in the impatient arrogant words , Letting the robot convey the meaning is to make people feel awkward.

"Come on." Su Xiangli responded casually. At this time, the phone in her pocket vibrated. She hesitated, opened it, and opened an unread email.

10:42 "Lu Zhengkang: I will. As long as you want."

Ding, another one.

10:42 "Lu Zhengkang: Also, I like you."

Ding, the other party withdrew an email.

What? There is no sincerity at all, she hugged her phone and quickly fled back to the bedroom.

Chapter 471: Rock and Roll Tai Sui

This September is a happy September, and Lu Zhengkang is taking small and brisk steps every day.

The position of the propaganda committee member was won, and the system rewarded 300 savvy points.The simulation cabin is in hand, placed in the bedroom, and watching the video is a real simulation. You can feel the temperature, smell, airflow, etc., just like a passerby watching behind the camera, especially watching "Cyber ​​Machine Love". When the film is exciting, it can turn people up and down.

Su Xiang hasn't talked to him very much recently, but that kind of silent understanding is constantly growing.

The mathematics teacher recommended Lu Zhengkang to participate in the Olympiad, but he refused. He felt that he had taken enough exams in his previous life, so he should spend his life as relaxed as possible.

He still continued to learn to paint, board painting, that is, digital hand-painting. It is very cool to draw with the analog cabin. It is really like holding a pen to paint an oil painting with his own hands, without the restraint of wearing a VR finger cot. The best thing about electronic drawing is that you don’t need to go. Buying paint and paper that are so expensive is a pleasure for the poor.

The last semester of the first year of junior high passed flatly. If the cold appointment comes, it will be closed from January 20, 2090 to the night festival on February 13, which is already very good. The school is very kind to junior students. After all, the second and third grade students have to return to school on the second day of the new year.

Today is Saturday, January 21, 2090.

Temperature -6℃, light snow.

The results of the NCAS online voting came out. For three consecutive months, it was basically snowy in Jiangsu and Zhejiang until February 1.

On the first day of the winter vacation, Lu Zhengkang and Su Xiangli rushed to the grandfather's house with a small suitcase.

Lu Xuefeng would still wait for them at the station. He hadn't seen him for a few months. This stubborn old man seemed to be four or five years old, and his back became a little rickety. Seeing Lu Zhengkang, the grandfather tried to straighten his waist.

Lu Zhengkang happily hugged the grandfather. He is now entering a rapidly developing puberty. Not only has his voice become hoarse, but also his stature has suddenly jumped. His lungs are exploding.

"Cough cough cough! All right," Lu Xuefeng coughed, "Let's go home."

Su Xiangli walked over and bowed obediently, "Good grandpa." She has an apricot yellow down sweater on her upper body, and a plain white sarong wrapped around her lower body, wrapped in white pantyhose, wearing a pair of black. The little leather shoes are full of youth, so people can be full of joy when they see them.

Lu Xuefeng has always treated her kindly, but his words were very polite and didn't mean to be close, "Student Su is right, welcome."

The old man got into the car, Su Xiangli turned his head and pouted at Lu Zhengkang innocently.

"That's it for him." Xiaolu put his luggage into the trailer, then opened the door, and asked Su Xiang to get out of his seat.And she pressed the edge of the car door, "I know, but that's it, it looks good." She whispered.

"It would be nice to see more."

The grandfather’s pickup was driving in the wilderness of the farming area, and the snow covered the deep ground, and the gloomy sky was even dimmer than the ground, giving the illusion that the world was upside down.Only the wretched branches of the fruit forest extend to cover a small piece of the horizon. Su Xiangli likes the pronunciation of the horizon in English. Horizon is the boundary between the sky and the earth in the eyes of humans. The blurry colors also blur the boundary. When looking at the woods, It can hardly be said whether those branches with fallen leaves are roots growing in the sky.

Su Xiangli was lying by the window. Lu Xuefeng's grandparents and grandchildren in the front row were chatting, but she neither wanted to be an audience nor participate in the topic.