Host, You're Targeted

Shen Yang found Lin fengxu at the back of the exhibition hall in the middle of Shaohua tower and Tengfei building.

After entering the campus with the bell after class, he did not go to the classroom of class 9 of senior high school to find Lin fengxu.

Because he felt that this kind of rebellious youth would not stay in the classroom after class, unless he stopped Lin fengxu in the classroom.

Shen Yang is walking in the direction of Shaohua building, thinking about where to find Lin fengxu.

Lin fengxu's eyes at him in the afternoon were too cold.

How he thought, he felt that in the half day when he did not meet with Lin fengxu, what could Lin Feng permit experience.

Otherwise, a boy who usually doesn't make a demon can't buy cigarettes to smoke suddenly.

Boys of this age smoke just to be handsome and worry.

Lin fengxu is the latter.

After a week of getting along with each other, Shen Yang knew something about Lin fengxu.

He knew that the child was not the kind of person who would lose his temper to others for no reason. He also understood that the child was very stubborn, and the things he believed would not be changed no matter what others said.

There will be friction with him in the afternoon, in large part because of what troubles.

Shen Yang is also reflecting on himself.

When he grasped Lin fengxu in the afternoon, his tone of voice was really too severe, as if he was setting up a teacher to investigate a crime.

And he did not get the consent of Lin fengxu, he smoked out the box of Lin fengxu.

Although it's wrong for Lin fengxu to buy cigarettes, he doesn't say hello, and he doesn't respect Lin fengxu.

Reflecting and reflecting, Shen Yang thinks that Lin fengxu's tone is not good when he talks to him. Maybe part of the reason is that he himself is too much.

Shen Yang was deeply aware of his own mistakes.

He walked past Shaohua building, and without realizing it, he went down the stairs to the back of the exhibition hall.

When he got out of the introspection and introspection, he found that he was in the middle of the corridor.

Not far away from the exhibition hall below the small space, a little bit of fire flashing.

Someone is smoking.

Shen Yang stood in the middle of the corridor, looking at the place where the fire flashed.

No one came to the corridor at night. Most of the people who came here were little lovers.

It's just dry. It's all black.

So no one reported that the lamp was broken, and no one came to repair it.

Shen Yang changed into a dark sweater before going out today. He couldn't see anyone else in the pavilion.

Shen Yang is in the dark, staring at the light spot not far away, thinking about why these rebellious teenagers come here to smoke.

Although this dark place is hidden, as long as you pass by, can't you see the fire here?

This dark place suddenly has a few more lights, which is the most obvious, OK?

Why smoke here?

Shen Yang doesn't understand.

Before he understood it, he heard Lin fengxu's voice.

"Brother Feng, you smoke so fast, you hurt your lung."

Lin Feng Xu low cough: "you smoke all smoke, still afraid to hurt lung?"

Shen Yang looked at the flickering fire not far away, and faintly saw the smoke rising in the dark.

With a low scolding voice in his heart, he pulled the strap of his schoolbag that slid down to his arm, and the wooden seat directly supporting the corridor collapsed.

"Lin fengxu." Shen Yang called out.

Several people heard the sound and ran away in a hurry. They thought they were caught by the teacher.

Only Lin Feng Xu is still standing in place, leaning against the wall, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking at Shen Yang in the gap of the white fog.