After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Jiang Fuyue was still comforting Wan Xiutong, who was crying, when two shadows suddenly covered her.

She raised her head subconsciously, but saw Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang, who were supposed to be eating "scattered food" next door, appeared in front of her without warning.

Both of them had wine in their hands, and their faces were still red.

Probably drink a lot.

And looking at her eyes, it's not quite right...

"Jiang Fuyue—" The two said at the same time.

Yici: "I go first!"

Zhong Ziang: "Go away, no one can rob me today!"

"Why? I won't!"

"Yi Ci, don't go too far!"

"Zhong Ziang, you're so arrogant—"

The two pushed their shoulders, squeezed over, and shoved them again.

If you don't go back, I won't let you go.

The people who eat melons watch the fun and don't think it's a big deal, and hide on the side to fan the flames——

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Brother Ci is not false."

"Zhong Shao rushed to duck-"

Wan Xiutong swallowed and turned to look at Liu Sisi: "What, what should I do?"

The latter frowned and looked at Zhong Ziang and Yici with a hint of hostility in his eyes.

Jiang Fuyue really didn't want to see the two chickens pecking at each other, and pointed at Yici: "You, come first."

The quarrel came to an abrupt end, and those who were watching the liveliness quieted down.

Yi Shi: "?"

Jiang Fuyue frowned: "Don't you have something to say?"

"...Ah? Yes, yes."

What is he trying to say?

Oh! Confess!

"Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang... Fuyue! Me me me me..."

"?"

I spent a long time and still couldn't explain why.

Seeing this, Zhong Ziang pushed people away, "Counselor, I'll come!"

Suddenly, all eyes fell on him, including Jiang Fuyue's.

Zhong Ziang took a deep breath: "Jiang Fuyue! Me, me, me..."

"?"

He actually started!

Yici sneered.

Zhong Zian: "?" This is not my mouth, absolutely not!

around--

"This is my brother Ci? Is this my Master Zhong?"

"The wall is tense!"

"I don't even think about who the object of confession is? My sister Yue stood there, and her aura was 2.8 meters in an instant. Everyone would be scared to pee."

"Sure enough, no one is worthy of my sister Yue."

"Ah! This woman should be beautiful! No one can covet her!"

"The Moon God belongs to everyone, I am the Moon God, hehe..."

"Do you want to confess? Your hands are sore."

"..."

Jiang Fuyue's inquiring eyes turned to Zhong Zian: "Have you finished?"

"……No!"

"?"

"Jiang Fuyue," he suddenly gritted his teeth and looked at death, "I'm happy—"

"Zhong Ziang!" Ling Xuan squeezed out of the crowd and put one hand on his shoulder.

"you……"

"Come out with me!" Ling Xuan, a gentle boy with a lot of strength in his hands, dragged Zhong Ziang and walked out.

"Eh? What are you doing? Get away—"

Ling Xuan turned back and yelled at Yi Ci, whose eyes were dazed, "And you!"

The latter pursed the corners of his mouth and walked away obediently.

Everyone: "?" The pants are all taken off, just show me this?

Jiang Fuyue looked in the direction where the three were leaving with a thoughtful expression.

...

As the party drew to a close, many of the classmates were drunk.

Be good, just lie on the table and sleep soundly.

Some are skinny, some hold the table and call the monitor, some hold teachers like Xu Jing and Yu Wenzhou and insist on giving lectures on the spot, and even more exaggerated ones keep getting up and sitting, getting up and sitting down, getting up and sitting down...

Wan Xiutong covered her face: I didn't see it.

Liu Sisi showed disgust: a group of drunks.

Xu Jing was angry and helpless: the students he taught him had to cooperate even if they were kneeling.

Don't look at Jiang Fuyue being toasted so much wine, except for the blushing cheeks, she is not even half drunk.

When I got home, I was in good spirits.

"Yueyue is back?"

Han Yunru said and sniffed: "Drinking? Are you dizzy? I'll make you some hangover soup..."

"No, I'm not drunk."

"real?"

Jiang Fuyue nodded.

Brother Jiang muttered: "Generally drunk people will not admit that they are drunk."

Jiang Fuyue's eyes drifted over.

He immediately changed his words: "But my sister is an exception."

As expected - you can cook anything, and the dog's leg is the first.

...

It is said that 80% of the students will have insomnia on the night of the college entrance examination.

But Jiang Fuyue did not.

Not only did she not suffer from insomnia, but she slept until she woke up naturally.

After going out and exercising for a lap, I can still wake up younger brother Jiang.

Gaokao students are on vacation, but other students are not.

Therefore, younger brother Jiang still has to continue the class.

In the afternoon, Zhong Ziang sent her a WeChat and asked her to visit the botanical garden.

Jiang Fuyue thought for a while, then replied: [Okay]

At that moment, Zhong Ziang felt incredible.

Date out?

Made an appointment!

He put down his phone and started rummaging through boxes.

Liu Ma heard a voice coming in from outside, "Little Master, what are you doing?"

Zhong Ziang turned around, faced her, and stood up straight, "Mother Liu, what do you think of me in this dress?"

Hoodie, ripped denim, with exaggerated skull silver chain, plus a peaked cap, to be more and more fashionable.

Mother Liu nodded: "It's beautiful!"

Zhong Ziang grinned.

But the next second—

"Young master looks good in anything!"

"……"have to! White asked.

He is wearing a piece of rags, and Liu Ma will praise him as a beautiful boy.

...

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was like fire.

Cool breeze in the botanical garden.

Jiang Fuyue waited for about ten minutes before Zhong Zian arrived late.

A white shirt with casual trousers, a pair of gold-wire glasses on the bridge of the nose, and the smile on the corner of the mouth is just right.

Instead of the arrogance and domineering of the past, he looks like a handsome and elegant young man.

"cough--"

Seeing Jiang Fuyue staring at him intently, Zhong Ziang was even more fortunate to have chosen such a suit.

"How? Not bad, right?"

Uh!

"It's not quite your usual style..."

Zhong Ziang pushed on his glasses and said with a serious color, "People change, and I am also growing up slowly."

He tried to use a calm tone to reflect the seriousness and sincerity of the moment.

Jiang Fuyue was noncommittal.

"Let's go inside?" he suggested again.

"it is good."

The botanical garden covers a vast area, with all kinds of plants, flowers and trees.

Finally, the two stopped at the Rose Garden.

All kinds of roses compete for beauty, and as soon as they open, they are one piece, looking around, they are colorful.

The wind blew gently, and the dark fragrance floated.

Zhong Ziang clenched his fists nervously and took a deep breath: "Jiang Fuyue, I have something to tell you!"

"Is that what you didn't say at the party yesterday?"

The young man paused, then nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, you say."

"I... like you! We were both students before and we didn't allow puppy love, but now that the college entrance examination is over, can you promise to be my girlfriend?"

Without waiting for Jiang Fuyue to answer, he continued--

"I will be very good to you, I will listen to you in everything, you let me go east, I will never go west, you let me go forward, I will never go backward!"

"Respect you, love you, care for you, and be considerate of you. I can do what my boyfriend can do, and what I can't do, I can do it too."

After speaking, he swallowed nervously and stared straight at Jiang Fuyue: "Would you like to?"

At a certain moment, Jiang Fuyue clearly saw the sincerity and sincerity in the boy's eyes.

Like a crystal clear gem, it reflects a clean and pure light.

But in the end, she still slowly shook her head——

"Feel sorry."

Zhong Ziang has imagined how he will feel after being rejected countless times, and it must be bitter and astringent.

Facts have proved that there is no worst suffering, only more suffering.

The mouth seems to have lost its sense of taste, and all colors fade away in an instant.

The boy opened his mouth and wanted to ask why, but found that he was speechless at all.

Jiang Fuyue: "There are many kinds of relationships between people. If you can't be lovers, it may be because it's more suitable to be friends."

"...Aren't lovers closer than friends?"

"Couples who are close relatives or close to each other are not necessarily close to each other when they get married, let alone just falling in love?"

Zhong Zian: "Isn't that friend further away?"

"There is a saying that distance produces beauty."

A lot of times, it's far from necessarily a bad thing.

The boy pouted: "But I still want to fall in love with you, what should I do?"

Jiang Fuyue smiled slightly, her eyes were gentle, but her words were so straightforward: "But I don't want to."

Zhong Ziang was about to cry.

But she said: "If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it. Just like the suit you wore today, if it doesn't fit, it doesn't fit, even though it looks gentle and extravagant."

"I think we are friends and there should be no deception between friends."

"Of course, I can also agree first to give you hope; then backtrack and withdraw hastily. Would you like to do this?"

The young man shook his head.

Compared with Jiang Fuyue lying to him and coaxing him, Zhong Ziang hopes that she can make a sincere choice, although the final result is not what he wants.

"Is there really no chance?" He still didn't give up, his eyes were slightly red.

He really liked Jiang Fuyue and wanted to hold her in his palm.

The girl smiled slightly.

Zhong Ziang knew that he was completely out of play.

"...Okay." He sniffed, probably because the pollen was too thick and he was a little allergic.

Anyway, definitely not because I want to cry!

"I have two more questions."

Jiang Fuyue: "You ask."

Zhong Zian: "What kind of person can be your boyfriend?"

"……do not know."

The corner of the boy's mouth tightened: "Okay. The second question, will you agree to Yici's confession?"

Jiang Fuyue did not hesitate: "No."

"why?"

"This is the third question. But I can answer you, because there is no such thing as a lover."

Straightforward as always.

Zhong Zi'ang was inexplicably comforted.

It's not me, and it's not that guy Yici, he didn't lose!

On the way back, just before parting, Zhong Zian suddenly said, "Then are we still friends?"

"certainly."

The teenager grinned.

Jiang Fuyue said goodbye to him.

Zhong Ziang looked at the back of the girl leaving, as if he saw his senior year of high school, which he could never go back to, and those years of secret love that were both sad and happy.

Perhaps, youth is used to miss.

what……

So mushy!

He shook the goosebumps on his body.

...

in the villa.

Liu Ma looked at Zhong Zian who entered the door in a hurry: "Is the young master back?"

"Mom Liu! Where is my allergy medicine? It's so itchy!"

"In the drawer! I'll get-"

Liu Mama quickly turned the pills out, mixed a cup of warm water and handed them over, "Drink slowly..."

Zhong Ziang scratched his face, turning red everywhere he went.

"What happened? There are no flowers in the house? Why are you allergic?" Mother Liu looked distressed.

"Mom Liu, I am miserable today, my whole body hurts, woo woo..."

"Oh my little master, how old are you still acting like a spoiled child?"

"It just hurts! So I'm going to have Coke chicken wings, braised pork ribs, and tuna sushi tonight!"

"Okay, okay, I'll do it for you! Why are your eyes still red?"

Zhong Ziang sniffed: "Scratched!"

"Okay, then I'll prepare it now, and I'll be able to eat it soon."

"Uh-huh!"

Mama Liu smiled and entered the kitchen, Zhong Zian looked left and right at the reflective glass of the wine cabinet, and blinked again, "Is it red?"

Obviously not red at all!

He sniffed again, what's sour?

Don't you just fall in love!

...

Jiang Fuyue just rejected Zhong Ziang, and Yici sent her a WeChat message the next day——

【Is basketball coming? one-on-one. 】

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, and a dark light flashed across her eyes: [When? 】

【In the afternoon. 】

【Place? 】

[The school playground is too dry, go to the gym? 】

【it is good. 】

In the afternoon, Jiang Fuyue wore a jersey and went out directly, paired with a pair of sports shorts, revealing her long, snow-white, slender legs.

When he came down from the upstairs, not only brother Jiang was dumbfounded, but Han Yunru's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Sister is so handsome!"

"Yueyue is going to be a cheerleader?"

"No," Jiang Fuyue shook her head: "Go play ball."

Han Yunru was slightly surprised: When will my daughter play basketball?

Little brother Jiang was not surprised: "Sister can do anything!"

...

stadium.

Yi Ci was dribbling the ball for a layup, and when he bounced to the ground, he probably noticed Jiang Fuyue's arrival and turned his head to look back.

Sunshine Youth, glanced back, sweat fell from his forehead and dripped down his chin to the ground.

At the same time, the hollowed-in ball falls freely, returns to the ground, and bounces.

As long as there is a shot here, it is enough to freeze into eternity.

"You're here—" He took the ball and threw it at the girl.

"Well." Jiang Fuyue took it easily.

"I heard that you and Zhong Zian didn't know each other because they didn't play basketball?"

"you can say it this way."

"Then will you play with me today too?"

Jiang Fuyue smiled, eyebrows flying: "Okay!"

In the empty basketball court, the boy opened his arms and guarded cautiously, while the girl dribbled and attacked, waiting for an opportunity to break through.

For a while, the two were at a standstill.

"The ball is playing well." Yici said.

"You're not bad either." Jiang Fuyue returned.

"If I hold the ball, can you promise to be my girlfriend?"

"Is this a confession?"

Yici nodded, but his eyes were always vigilant: "Of course."

"Unfortunately, you can't keep-"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the girl swirl around and take a position, but she just faltered, taking advantage of the gap between Yici's movement, she was caught off guard and rushed out of the siege.

She doesn't even need to run too far, raise her arms at a fixed point, and then throw it lightly, it is a perfect hollow three-pointer.

Yici looked at the ball that flew out and smiled bitterly.

Naturally, she understood her refusal.

Jiang Fuyue: "I won."

Yici: "It's great."

During the intermission, the two stood by the stands drinking water.

The moment the girl raised her head, her fair neck elongated, revealing the most vulnerable part of the throat.

Delicate skin, condensed with spots of sweat, has an indescribable beauty of power.

Yici's eyes flickered, and suddenly he was very unwilling: "You can be my girlfriend if you don't want to."

Jiang Fuyue paused when she was drinking water. Seeing that he was so nervous that she pinched the mineral water bottle to the point of deforming it, she suddenly felt a little funny.

Of course, she really laughed: "You already know the answer, why ask again?"

"Cough! I thought if the answer was wrong..."

Jiang Fuyue: "There is no contingency."

So, the answer can't be wrong.

Yici understands it, maybe he was already mentally prepared, so the expression on his face at this moment is not too sad, and there is even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough..." he sighed softly.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.

Yici: "If you rejected Zhong Ziang, you will also reject me."

She didn't answer.

I don't know how to answer.

In the end, Yici adjusted himself and smiled at her: "Another round?"

"OK."

In the end, the two were sweating profusely, leaning on their knees, panting heavily.

Not far away was a basketball that landed, bounced twice, rolled away a distance, and then stopped.

Yici: "I won this game."

Jiang Fuyue: "Congratulations."

"But you still won't agree, will you?"

"Well." She didn't give him an ambiguous answer because she couldn't bear it or was soft-hearted.

Yi Ci laughed: "You didn't promise Zhong Ziang anyway."

Eyebrows are a little proud.

Jiang Fuyue: "I heard you bet on me?"

Easy to say: "!"

How does she know? !

Jiang Fuyue smiled and hooked her lips: "So how do you count now? Who wins and who loses?"

Is it a matter of winning or losing? !

No wonder she refused to accept anyone—

"Is that the reason?" Yi Ci asked.

"part of it."

It turned out that from the moment the bet was made, he and Zhong Zian had already lost their admission qualifications.

Easy to say wry smile.

Jiang Fuyue: "If you meet a girl you like in the future, don't make such a low-level mistake again. Whether it's real or a joke, don't use feelings as a game."

...

After playing golf all afternoon, the first thing Jiang Fuyue did when she got home was to take a shower.

When he came out of the bath, Jiang Xiaodi had cut the watermelon virtuously and prepared a small silver fork.

Very thoughtful!

"Sister, for—" When the plate was held, Jiang Fuyue would always pick the first piece first.

Even Han Yunru and Jiang Da were not treated this way.

Jiang Fuyue took a piece, put it in his mouth, and rubbed his head again: "Thank you!"

Little brother Jiang jumped up a lot again, and now he is a handsome young man, but he still can't change the problem of love blush.

His face flushed, and then he lowered his head, looking softer than the spring breeze in March.

Jiang Fuyue's hands were itchy for a while, and she couldn't help pinching: "Why are you more shy than a little girl?"

"sister!"

"Isn't it?"

"You're too bad!" After saying that, he went upstairs with a watermelon plate.

Jiang Fuyue smacked her lips: "I've never seen such annoyance before when I pinch my face..."

It seems that the little boy has grown up and has begun to have a temper. He is no longer the soft little bun he used to be, and he doesn't get angry no matter how he squeezes it.

pretty good.

It may be that the amount of exercise in the afternoon was too much. This night, Jiang Fuyue slept extraordinarily sweetly.

When she woke up the next day, Jiang Xiaodi had already gone to school, and she had left breakfast for her in the kitchen.

Well, the little boy who grew up is still as cute and cute!

After breakfast, Jiang Fuyue received a WeChat message from Ling Xuan——

【have time? 】

So, this is the third one after Zhong Ziang and Yici?

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows: [Is something wrong? 】

[Director Zhao asked us to come to the school to evaluate the answer, I am in the grade office now. 】

Sounds like the right thing to do, but...

Jiang Fuyue: [I don't estimate, it's unnecessary. 】

Ling Xuan did not reply.

In the afternoon, he sent another message——

[No answer, I want to date you. 】

So it's really the third?

Two more in one, five thousand words.

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I will take my family to the hospital for a physical examination. There should be no third watch (Tan Shou)

Today is a day of crazy hair "Yuejie brand lovelorn box lunch".