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Zhong Congyu hurried out after sending his female classmate to the infirmary. There were too many people and crowded places, and there were invisible germs everywhere. He didn't want to stay longer. one.

It will make people feel cold and lifeless.

After staying in a sunny place for a long time, it is difficult to go back to adapt to the dark and humid.

He originally planned to go back to the classroom and sit and continue to read the tutorial for a while, but he didn't know which muscle was wrong, and suddenly felt a hole in his heart, and he was so cold that he didn't see Gu Chi from the left and right, so he turned the soles of his feet I wanted to look for it, but it was okay if I didn't look for it, but I didn't see anyone after more than half an hour.

So when Zhong Congyu returned to the classroom with a solemn face, he was basically the last to arrive.

The homeroom teacher was frightened half of his life by this desperate little girl, and he felt so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Finally, he bumped into someone with a gun, but it turned out that it was him, so he couldn't talk too much, but it was not serious. He said emphatically: "Although you should relax properly during the learning process, you can't relax, because you are going to be in the third year of high school soon."

I hear words like this every day.

Zhao Gudong wanted to talk about it in the morning meeting, the head teacher wanted to say it, the subject teacher wanted to say it, the parents wanted to say it, and even the occasional surfing the Internet under the covers in the middle of the night would be mentioned unconsciously by netizens.

Ignoring, numbness, worrying, and of course, a small number of students who are academic masters are quietly looking forward to it in their hearts.

Zhong Congyu naturally didn't have any of the above emotions. He read a few questions absent-mindedly, and didn't write at all. He just went through the process in his head and answered the answer. The answer was still correct. As a result, he didn't notice Gu Chi when school was over in the afternoon. wait to come back.

He finally tasted the feeling of anxiety for the first time.

--Where?

--When are you coming back?

—It's time for dinner.

—I want to come to you, can I?

——…

Zhong Congyu is not an idiot-level good student like a study committee member. He has broken the law of illegally carrying a mobile phone tens of thousands of times, but he is not addicted to mobile phones, nor is he in the habit of cooking porridge with text messages. Putting it in the schoolbag, it was the first time to contact someone so frequently without feeling a little bit irritated.

Zhong Congyu looked back at the words that were said every five minutes, feeling a little guilty.

Does he think I'm noisy?Or is he busy and I'm making trouble with him?

These hypocritical thoughts flooded up.

But Gu Chi never responded to the message.

When the evening self-study was approaching, Yi Qier threw a piece of bread on Zhong Congyu's table: "Father, come, this is the dinner for my son to honor you."

Zhong Congyu reminded Gu Chi to have dinner, but forgot about himself.

Yi Qier has been acting very well lately, very honest, because she knew that she had gotten into trouble a while ago—the time she failed to encourage her female classmate to confess, after returning home that night, she suddenly remembered that Zhong Congyu was on winter vacation things to say.

Zhong Congyu told her: "I fell in love with someone..."

Yi Qier felt a coolness crawling up his back, petrified on the spot and then shattered into several pieces, it was luck that he didn't die suddenly on the spot, he dared not do anything wrong, never dared to joke around again.

In Zhong Congyu's eyes, she was just not as arrogant as before, and her essence remained the same. As for the reason, she didn't bother to investigate, so she only asked a question she cared about: "Have you seen Gu Chi?"

After asking, I regretted it again. How could this girl know?

"Where would I know?" Yi Qier didn't think too much about it, and it was completely a habit for these two weirdos to stick together, "But according to my experience in the same class as him since junior high school, this kind of situation is quite common. I definitely won’t come back today, let’s see tomorrow, in fact, it may not be tomorrow, it’s within the normal range for three days.”

Zhong Congyu looked up blankly.

"Let me tell you the truth, father, don't look at me and him for so many years, in fact, it was after you came that I had some contact with him. No, it's not just me, it should be many people in the class." Yi Qier explained, "Gu Chi, I always feel that his mind is different from ours. We are worried about studying, worrying about falling in love and being discovered by teachers and parents. It's very young! But these things are very important to him. For him, it is only a very small part, and can even be completely ignored. He seems to always have many other things in his mind, which makes us feel very isolated and mysterious. Girls often discuss him in private, but coupled with those legends The incident has been like this for a long time... Uh, my Chinese is not good, do you understand what I mean? Just get it."

Finally, she smiled and said, "It's been so long anyway, I've only seen you as the only person who can get close to him."

Mo Yue owed not only himself, but also others.

Zhong Congyu suddenly shuddered, and a very scary thought came to his mind: "Then am I just an object of scruples? There is no other difference at all?"

Do not……

probably not.

Must, absolutely, definitely not!

He suddenly understood why Gu Chi always looked at his phone, why he always ran out of school suddenly, why he always said that he couldn't fully devote himself to normal studies, besides being playful, there were actually too many other reasons.Just when the idea of ​​"sneak out and have a look" gradually appeared in Zhong Congyu's head, Zhao Gudong suddenly ran to the class and waved, with a smile on his face: "Is Zhong Congyu here? Oh, you are still working on it." Homework? Come, come, don't worry, come with the teacher first, I have something good to tell you."

The big environment pushes Zhong Congyu to walk forward flatly, as if everything has given way to him. As long as Zhong Congyu is willing, he can naturally run fast and keep running, leaving all mundane things behind , but things backfired. At this moment, he wanted to turn around and grab a person who was about to be gradually submerged by the big waves...

the other side.

Gu Chi still couldn't recover from the third call. He even felt that it was difficult for him to focus his eyes. Looking around, he felt that the faces of these people were extremely strange. They were people who had been with each other since birth, and they could at least see each other every day. Twice, why suddenly revealed an unreasonable sense of strangeness?

The policeman was impatient, and called out for the fourth time in a bad tone: "Hey, I'm asking if you are Gu Chi? If so, just nod!"

"Ah?" Gu Chi came back to his senses, "Ah, um, that..."

The policeman turned around and left before he finished speaking. Gu Chi moved his body abruptly and reached out to grab the former's shoulder: "Wait, wait a minute, sorry, I didn't understand, how is it possible? Wrong person?"

Apart from being a little dazed, Gu Chi was still suppressing the anger in his heart, and the other hand that was holding the fist was already turning purple from the dead blood.According to his usual temper, in normal times, this intern policeman who is not much older than him would not pay attention at all, and the charge of talking nonsense is enough to smash Gu Chi's head with a few fists up.

The trainee policeman slapped Gu Chi's hand away as if he was avoiding the source of the virus, stepped aside, and almost shouted: "Are you really stupid or fake? How many times have I told you, your dad killed someone?" Do you understand? It’s the murderer who killed a female college student who just graduated a while ago. The evidence is solid, and he turned himself in. Now that he’s been arrested, we coolies come here to make a record. In a few days, you have to report to the police about missing persons, so troublesome! Damn, stay away from me, bad luck!"

As soon as his words fell, another voice rustled.

"It's really a murderer, a person who usually looks gentle and gentle, my god!"

"You don't understand this. If others do it, they will do it with a lot of votes, hahahaha!"

"I'll just say that their family is all scum. I knew it from the day his mother had an accident."

From all directions, spittle was enough to kill people.

The last sentence seemed to have become the climax of Gu Chi's emotions. The restraint he had gained from getting along with Zhong Congyu in the past few months collapsed at this moment. He fell to the ground, grabbed someone by the collar and twisted his head, and punched him without reservation!

The policeman would have thought that a tooth would be blown away, and he covered his mouth and yelled.

"What are you doing!"

"Stop! Grab him!!!"

In less than a minute, Gu Chi was controlled by other policemen. When he saw the scene of the beating, the onlookers not only did not hide, but also became more and more excited as if they had been drugged.

Gu Chi's cold sweat was mixed with anger, and even though he was subdued, he still roared hoarsely: "Bah! My dad didn't kill someone! Why do you say he killed someone!?"

"Why?" An old policeman who looked professional came up and punched Gu Chi, the pain made him unable to straighten up, his muscles twitched and trembled, "A young child, still wanting to yell at us? That punch just now was called assaulting the police, enough for me to detain you for three days, what qualifications do you have to say what?"

Gu Chi's stomach was filled with sour water, and he couldn't speak.

Unconvinced, unwilling, and with unknown reasons.

Old policeman: "Bring it back to the police station for education. Little boy, you can only listen now, and we can only listen to whatever we say. If you are really dissatisfied, wait until you have the ability to yell again. I will listen to you yell a hundred times. It's all right, remember to use your brain next time, strength is something that everyone has, it's useless."

This day, or this year, has a lot of troubles.

And the expected future will only get worse.

Gu Chi was mischievous and mischievous when he was a child, causing big and small troubles all over the place. Although it was not the first time he was in the police station, nor was it the first time he wrote a self-criticism, but only this time, he understood what oppression is.

Gu Jianyu should be here, and it is estimated that there is only one door away, but it is impossible to meet, impossible to say a few words.

You can't even ask "what's going on with you lately".

Sitting on a wooden bench, listening to two hours of long-winded lectures made me sleepy, but I couldn't fall asleep. Even if I closed my eyes, my subconscious mind was tense, and my nerves were forcibly jumping around without rest.

The old policeman's punch was extremely skillful, except for the half hour after he was punched, he felt like he was fine. It was past ten o'clock in the evening when Gu Chi was released, so he didn't belong to the downtown area. The place will look very deserted, and the street lights are flickering, ready to die at any time.

Even though it was already summer, when the evening wind blew, it actually made goose bumps all over his body.

The old policeman's phrase "Speak up when you have the ability" can be said to be very explicit.

On some trails, there is no distinction between sidewalks and roads, and the two are mixed together, all in harmony with consciousness.

Gu Chi was not quite sober now, and he didn't know whether he walked too far in the middle, or the oncoming motorcycle drove too far to the side, and one of the rearview mirrors shot out like two horns slammed into the He fell on one of his shoulders, feeling pain as if his bones were torn, and he fell to the ground. After a while, his nose bleeds and he became paralyzed.

He raised his head and saw the driver under the dim yellow light give him a middle finger from afar.

Gu Chi greeted the eighteen generations of his ancestors in his heart, all kinds of words were unclear, and he planned countless ways for this person to die in the future, but he blurted out only one indifferent: "Crazy."

This trip home, I am exhausted.

The school's evening self-study is probably also released.

I planned to force sleep directly after returning home, and sleep until the end of time, but when Gu Chi turned on the light, he found that there was a person sitting upright on the sofa. Scared him into cardiac arrest.

Gu Chi patted his chest, and said to Zhong Congyu, "Why are you sitting here, haven't you had dinner yet? There are leftovers in the refrigerator."

As soon as the words fell, the pot on the stove uttered a scream that can only be possessed by the non-material world. Declare a formal strike.

Uh... It should be Zhong Congyu who wanted to make him something to eat, but it turned out to be a biochemical weapon.

Zhong Congyu's explanation is still not convincing: "This is an accident."

Gu Chi lifted the corner of his mouth feebly, finding that he couldn't even smile wryly, and then he was about to roll up his sleeves to pack up the "big gift" that Master Zhong gave him for meeting.

But before he walked into the kitchen, he wrapped his arms around his waist, and hugged him directly from his chest to his back. The clean smell mixed with a little washing powder rushed into Gu Chi's nostrils unscrupulously. The nerves that made him tense suddenly loosened - this was the first action that made him let his guard down tonight.

The rare warmth swept away the exhaustion from returning home, making people's bones go limp.

Gu Chi was a little surprised: "You..."

"I want to know everything about you." Zhong Congyu said directly, "I don't want to be kept in the dark, I try to be different in your heart, I want to be with you, what you want to ask me in the future, just ask ,OK?"

Gu Chi pulled himself out of his confinement, and in the process touched the shoulder that was injured just now, his whole back throbbed in pain: "Hiss..."

"What's the matter?!" Zhong Congyu quickly let go, this was the first time I saw this bewildered expression on his face with a paralyzed face.

Gu Chi was finally teased and smiled softly.

Of course, Zhong Congyu's behavior was less than three seconds, and he immediately snorted: "What's so funny."

Zhong Congyu used to live next door, but the two boys didn’t have so many concerns. Today, I’ll make do with you for a night, and tomorrow I’ll go to your place for a night. It all depends on where he is when the sleepiness comes. Gradually, it’s completely. It confuses the concept of landlord and tenant, as if they have been together since birth.

"Little Yu'er, why do you poke my heart like this?" Gu Chi felt that his legs could no longer support his weight, so he turned around and rested his chin on the opponent's shoulder to relieve some of the weight.

Come on, Gu Chi said in his heart, this is Zhong Congyu, not someone else, it doesn't matter if you talk to him, you have held it back for so many years, how long can you hold it back?

Say it.

Gu Chi let out a heavy breath, letting the drowsiness rise up by himself, wrapping up his emotions, and said, "My dad doesn't want me anymore, what about you?"

The author has something to say:

It's not over yet

It shouldn't count as piercing the window paper, and there will be a more straightforward one later.