bullshit

The afternoon self-study in the school, cut diagonally, can form a sharp contrast, half of which is sleeping, and the other half is writing hard.

But like Zhong Congyu, who spread out the exercise book but held his chin, held the pen and didn't write, just looked out of the window with his head sideways, in a daze, and occasionally painted the circled abcd on the homework, poking pity It is very rare to see people who don't care about wasting time.

Even if it is lazy, others have something to do.

I'm the only one who blames loneliness...

It's sunny today.

"In the corridor opposite, there are really couples secretly hugging and kissing while hiding from the camera." Zhong Congyu rolled his eyes and commented in his heart, "You're so stupid."

Since Gu Chi skipped class that day, he hasn't been able to see this person in school for three whole days.

The other students didn't feel anything special, maybe it was because Gu Chi's absenteeism was a daily behavior, or maybe they didn't notice that there was one person missing in the last row near the trash can.Regarding this, the only person who was a little happier was the kid who was beaten in the toilet a few days ago. When he found that the tyrant was not there, he put his hands together and immediately put the list of crimes he had prepared back into his pocket, pretending nothing happened, and sprinkled The feet hummed a little tune and ran away happily.

Almost everyone in the class thought he had epilepsy.

On the first day, Zhong Congyu felt that the whole world had become spacious.

The next day, Zhong Congyu felt that the whole world had become quiet.

On the third day, Zhong Congyu felt that the whole world had become...

boring.

Since he was a child, he has a personality that is incompatible with the collective. No matter where he goes, he always feels that the people around him are a group of hostile idiots. On the other side, with an almost castigated look, I watched other people waste their lives doing insignificant things.

But at this time, Zhong Congyu suddenly realized one thing, even if it was just the "dumb deskmate" who had been with him for a long time, he would start to miss that kid a little bit.

What are you doing?

are you sick?

Every day is a loop of singles after class, dinner and school, nothing new, and other students can still hug each other to keep warm, piece together some topics that can be talked about, and smash it non-stop.But like a trapped beast, he carefully built a fortress beside him, then plunged into it, concentrated on cultivation, became a flying fairy, and refused to communicate with ordinary mortals.

But it wasn't until the fourth day that the trapped beast was finally unwilling to be lonely, and was ready to inquire outside for news.

"Hello." Zhong Congyu originally wanted to adjust his tone of speech, but he couldn't stop being choked by saliva, coughing and lying down directly, and performed a low-profile version of liver and intestines for the front table live.

Front desk: "Steady, steady! Big brother, hurry up and steady! Please, I have no favors or favors for you. If you perform such a great gift, your life will be shortened."

Zhong Congyu: "..."

This guy is a chubby female guy, when he gets together among other girls, he always gives people a sense of "a pig standing in a group of rabbits", so she offered to sit in the back row, and make friends with like-minded buddies by the way, Being able to talk by accident is like a spider that casts its web everywhere, and it can get a little bit involved everywhere.

She is 1.7 meters tall and her surname seems to be Yi. Zhong Congyu automatically installed the nickname Yi Qier in her head.

Yi Qier said: "Have you recovered yet? Alright, let's ask, what's the matter?"

Zhong Congyu wiped off his sweat, and finally pulled back the tone: "Well... do you know where Gu Chi has gone?"

"Gu Chi?" Yi Qier was obviously taken aback when he heard the name, and with his astonishing lung capacity, he manually amplified the voice of the question just now: "Ah? Little handsome guy, why can't you think about it? You actually came to ask Gu Chi?" Late!"

In the classroom where needles could be heard, all the students suddenly turned their heads and stared at Zhong Congyu with wide eyes, like frogs with bulging eyes.

Zhong Congyu immediately felt the change in the atmosphere.

He subconsciously sat up straight and lowered his voice to a distance that only the two of them could hear: "Self-study at noon, keep your voice down."

Yi Qier was also frightened by his voice just now, so he hurriedly apologized to his fellow students, made a particularly weird expression at the former, obediently turned back to his upper body, and continued to do excerpts on his stomach.

After about five or six minutes, a small folded note was quietly passed from the front to the table.

Only then did Zhong Congyu realize that the expression just now should be the legendary "I'll talk about it later" among the teenagers.

Yi Qier was trying his best to wink him to open it.

Zhong Congyu didn't have much interest in this matter at first, but he felt that everything was delivered to his hands, and it would be too embarrassing to dismiss it back. He took it over - until now, he didn't realize that his attitude towards people and things had changed slightly.

"Let's just watch it." Zhong Congyu said in his heart, "It's just passing by, there is no other meaning."

The words on this note are densely written crookedly, which is very difficult for the eyes, but just the writing of the first sentence is enough to make people feel anxious.

"Gu Chi's violent tendencies are extremely serious. He killed someone before he came to school. His mother died long ago to take the blame for him."

kill?

To blame?

died?

Rumors and rumors will certainly not be groundless. Among them, which ones are true?Which ones are fake?

A few words pierced Zhong Congyu's eyes like needles, and he felt as if he was getting an electric shock. He was at a loss for about ten seconds before remembering to throw the note into the drawer to destroy the information, but God is here Time is against him, no matter what, you can't get in.

If it doesn't work once, it will also hit a wall the second time.

boom--

An unknown fire burned up from the clock and from Yu's heart, and his limbs and mind together became extremely irritable. When he failed for the third time, he didn't know that tendon cramped, and suddenly kicked on the leg of the table. , The object blocking the entry of the note finally gave up and let it pass through smoothly, but the other utensils lying quietly on the side were scattered all over the ground.

Zhong Congyu: "..."

These things were Gu Chi's few belongings in school, and more than half of them were broken.

The eyes of the whole class looked over for the second time.

Yi Qi and the two of them were so stupid, they only thought that the new students were frightened by the content just now, they didn’t even know that others hadn’t even finished watching it, so they practiced Tai Chi again in the middle on their own initiative, patted Zhong Congyu’s chest and said: "It's okay, you don't have to be afraid of him, I promise, his current situation is troublesome, and he has no energy to toss about."

Zhong Congyu raised his head abruptly: "Why?"

Yi Qier's interest turned up again: "A while ago, he beat a junior classmate in the school toilet, and was sued. It was agreed before that if there is any trouble, he will be suspended or expelled from school. The academic affairs side is already working on it. ,You do not know?"

know.

Zhong Congyu shouted in his heart, of course I know, I said it, but I don't know the second half of the sentence.

How to do?

For the first time since he could remember, he felt a sense of guilt and tension in his heart.

Zhong Congyu asked a rare question: "Isn't there no one to prove it?"

Yi Qier slapped his lips: "Do you still need someone to prove it? What happened in the school is all on his shoulders, and it's still less."

Zhong Congyu: "Don't you want to investigate the motive?"

Yi Qier looked puzzled: "Does he still need a motive?"

The person next to him was impatient with the sound of the mosquitoes, and he tilted his head and came over: "Hey! Classmate, classmate, do your homework quickly, why do you care about him? I will come to the teacher for self-study in the afternoon later. .”

For others, this is just a small episode during the busy study period. When you are chatting and listening, it will be over, pack up your things and continue to do your own things step by step.But no one expected that as soon as the words fell, Zhong Congyu's tone would change in vain when he came to Zhong Congyu. There was hatred that had never been seen before, and he said coldly: "Why do you say that about him?"

The person who interrupted was frightened. For a while, he didn't do his homework or refute. He could only freeze in mid-air on the spot, staring at him in a daze.

Zhong Congyu: "I don't think you are much better."

The innocent classmate was publicly harassed twice without interruption. She lost face and the atmosphere froze in an instant. When the muzzle bombing was about to start, the bell for self-study rang by chance.

Zhao Gudong appeared at the door of the classroom like a rescuer, poked his head in, and said in a cheerful tone, "Is student Zhong there? Hey, come here quickly, and come with the teacher."

With the grade director here, even if it is Liu Yuexue, a good student can immediately suppress all hostility and put on a smiling face.

Zhong Congyu got up, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and deliberately kicked that person's table leg when he was passing by. .”

The latter was so angry that he couldn't vomit, he held back alive, and silently stepped aside.

Antique didn't notice their little bump, so he grabbed Zhong on Yu's shoulder and walked away.

When he came out of the office, Zhong Congyu was holding a key in his hand, and the stainless steel surface was soaked in cold sweat. Because of the excessive force, he even got some red marks.

Zhao Gudong asked him to come and pick up the things: "Your father asked someone to bring it this morning. You were in class at the time, so I didn't come to call you. Oh, by the way, there is also a phone number, which is the contact information of the moving company. , I'll look for it, remember to call after school, don't use your mobile phone in school."

In the end, Gu Dong patted him on the shoulder kindly, and said: "Second year of high school is a critical period to get to the next level, study hard, and find a teacher if you have any difficulties."

It was these words again, he had heard them hundreds of times.

The irritated heart wanted Zhong Congyu to throw the key into the pile of rotten grass on the playground, but the reason was to pull it back desperately. The two fought each other, and the whole body was bent at a 45-degree angle, and there was no way to exert force.

Hey……

He looked at the currently peaceful sky, and a confusion suddenly popped up in his head: "Is it possible that no one will want me soon?"