Chapter 40: Flowers are not flowers for tea. Diamond update
After I took two days off and went back to school, I heard rumors. Everyone was pointing fingers at me behind my back, as if I had done something shameful.
I was used to not asking about other things, and I didn’t have many close friends at school, so I didn’t know what they were talking about. But someone finally couldn’t help it and pulled me to the small playground after the recess exercise.
Under the cypress trees in the sky.
I shook off his hand and looked at him puzzled. Sumino Hitomi was rarely neatly dressed in the uniform of Shengya Middle School today. It is undeniable that he is really handsome, but what does it have to do with me? I don’t want to be dragged to this place for no reason.
Come.
"You are silent!" His voice was slightly cold.
I paused, turned around and looked at him, waiting for his next words.
"Can you please stop hurting yourself all the time?" Sumeyetong's words were a little annoyed and irritating. It seemed that me getting hurt was a very depressing thing for him.
I looked at him without blinking, not understanding what my injury had to do with him. But out of politeness and his concern for me, I nodded before leaving.
Then I heard a muffled sound at the tip of my ear. It must have been a fist hitting the tree. Maybe this is not what Sumeye Hitomi wanted to say to me? Whatever, just stay around him from now on.
Unexpectedly, after the incident about Jun Changqian carrying me to the hospital was broadcast, a series of chain reactions would occur. The first one was to receive a call from Jun’s house. I knew about this after hearing Uncle Zhong tell Jun Changqian
Qian reported.
"Seventieth birthday? Aren't you always low-key? What's the matter with such a big fanfare?" Jun Changqian's tone did not show any ups and downs. Whenever Mr. Jun was mentioned, his tone was not warm at all.
Uncle Zhong said: "It seems to be because of the news two days ago."
"Oh? This is a bit like his style." Jun Changqian's voice still lacked any warmth: "I guess he needs to be taught a lesson again."
Uncle Zhong said: "The young master can't hide from the master forever. After all, we are a family. Let's prepare well for such a big day."
Jun Changqian said: "Uncle Zhong will prepare it for me. When the time comes, I will take Buyu back to celebrate my birthday!"
Last time he was photographed by the paparazzi carrying me into the hospital, and I heard the media saying that he was not popular. I wonder what Grandpa Jun thought when he saw it. Is this birthday banquet considered a Hongmen Banquet?
Tuesday was Grandpa Jun’s seventieth birthday. The wounds on my knees and palms were scabbed, and Uncle Zhong drove us back to Jun’s house.
After an absence of five years, I once again stood in front of this mansion.
I still remember the facts I saw before. I still remember being pushed down the stairs and falling on my elbow. Looking back now, from when I was eight years old to when I was fifteen now, in the past seven years, I have not suffered any serious injuries.
, small injuries are constant, I hope every day after that will be safe and happy.
Jun Xiaoqing came to greet us and ran to the front of the car excitedly. She greeted Jun Changqian first, and then came to hold my hand. When she saw the wound on my hand, she said distressedly: "Buyu, doesn't it hurt a lot?"
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I smiled and shook my head. Although I had only met Jun Xiaoqing once, maybe it was because I rarely had friends of the same age. There were only two men in the family, Jun Changqian and Uncle Zhong. In addition, Jun Xiaoqing was really A cute, lively little girl, I quite like her. I still remember what she said to Jun Changqian before: "Uncle, I have a sister, can I get out of school with my sister like other classmates? After school, you don’t need to be picked up or dropped off at home?”
Although her proposal did not come true, I still remembered her kindness to me, so I smiled at her now.
