Zhang Ziyu was very tired of Zhang's mother, but still suppressed his temper and sent Zhang's mother to the dormitory arranged for them by the school.
Watching Zhang's mother enter, he lay down directly on his bunk without even changing his clothes.
His brows wrinkled: "You don't even change your clothes, are you dirty?"
"I'm dirty.
I'm dirty because I gave birth to you.
The dormitory conditions in this school are so good.
To be honest, I'm not young anymore.
It's time for me to enjoy a happy life."
Zhang's mother glanced at Zhang Ziyu provocatively and went to I rubbed against the bed again.
"Don't go too far.
You enjoy a happy life.
What qualifications do you have to enjoy a happy life?
When I finish the work, I will give you some money.
Just leave.
I can't take you here."
Zhang Ziyu looked at Zhang's mother with a full face.
Disgusted, he said directly.
"It's not that easy to drive me away.
Let me tell you, unless you give me one hundred thousand yuan, don't even think about me leaving."
Zhang's mother knew that Zhang Ziyu was annoying her to death, so she sat up and made a number.
I look like you can't drive me away without 100,000 yuan.
"Okay, I will get the money.
When things are settled in a few days, you can leave."
Zhang Ziyu did not dare to make too much noise for fear of embarrassment, so he suppressed his anger and said.
"Then, I've been enjoying my stay with you for the past few days.
I must say, the conditions of your dormitory are really good."
Seeing Zhang Ziyu's willingness to agree, Zhang's mother felt a little regretful that she was missing out.
She got up and looked around in the dormitory.
Touch everywhere Zhang Ziyu saw Zhang's mother's despicable look and couldn't stay any longer.
He said impatiently: "I'm going out for a while, so don't run around."
Then he went out.
After going out, Zhang Ziyu stood downstairs in the apartment and took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag.
He took out one and lit it.
After taking a few puffs, he threw the cigarette away and chewed it again.
A piece of chewing gum and walked straight to the first teaching building in the school "Xu Haozhe, can you come out with me?"
Zhang Ziyu came to the door of a classroom on the third floor of the first teaching building.
Seeing Xu Haozhe who was writing something with his head down inside, he hesitated for a while before walking in and knocking lightly.
Knocked on his table and called softly.
Xu Haozhe paused with the pen in his hand and looked up, only to see Zhang Ziyu looking at him with red eyes.
He frowned slightly and asked with some hesitation and confusion: "Why are you looking for me?"
Zhang Ziyu looked at Xu Haozhe's unfamiliar look and felt very sad, but he managed to squeeze out a smile and said: "At least we used to make a plan together in the student union.
Do you want to look at me like those people and avoid me?"
This sentence made Xu Haozhe feel a little embarrassed and said repeatedly: "I didn't mean that, it's just that I feel like we don't have one."
"We're not that familiar, are we?
I also know that we're not that familiar, but the only person I can think of now is you.
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Look at me standing here, not doing anything.
How do those people look at me?
"Zhang Ziyu glanced around and said with great sadness.
When Xu Haozhe heard this, he subconsciously looked back and glanced around, but he saw that many people didn't even care about self-study and were looking at him and Zhang Ziyu whispering.
Xu Haozhe was no stranger to being watched, but he was a little unfamiliar and unnatural with this kind of gloating and gawking expression, so he hurriedly left the classroom as if running away.
In the stairwell of the school, Xu Haozhe stopped, looked at Zhang Ziyu who was following closely behind him, and asked, "What on earth do you want to see me for?"
"It's like this.
I know Wu Anqing has always admired you.
Can you tell her and ask her to let me go and let me come here to study with you?
My mother will lose her job, and I haven't graduated yet.
I There is really nothing we can do."
Zhang Ziyu's tears fell one by one, as if he had been greatly wronged. tgt ttrgt: