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There is a hospital one street west of the school, and the taxi got off right after getting up, Zhong Chen helped Jian Zixing stand in the hospital hall and looked around, and said seriously: "You wait, I will register for you, and give me your ID card. "

Jian Zixing said, "Don't worry, it's actually not that serious."

"Let's talk after the filming." Zhong Chen took the ID card and ran to the registration office.

Most of the people in the hospital hall were middle-aged and elderly people, and their movements were slow. Guang Zhongchen, a young man, ran vigorously.The white shirt of the school uniform was raised backwards, and when it fell down occasionally, the outline of the boy's shoulder blades would be printed.

When this person is not arrogant or snarky, he is actually a very likable guy.

In fact, it is also cute when it is arrogant and sloppy.

Seeing him running away, Jian Zixing was in a daze for a while before recovering, and silently stretched out his hand to support his tailbone.

In fact, it’s okay, it’s not as painful as it was just now, it’s just that it will be stretched when moving, and it will hurt a little when stretched.The floor tiles of the English-Chinese teaching staff toilets are not known to be stones, they are slippery and hard, and the design is quite inhumane.

While sighing, he lowered his head and sent a message to Lao Ma to ask about Zhang Xi's situation. Before he could reply to the letter, Zhong Chen came back.

"First register and say hello to the doctor, ask him to help with activities, and then I will let you go to the filming." Panting, Zhong Chen followed him to the elevator, "The fourth floor, it is said that there are very few people this time. There are not many people in this small broken hospital."

"You are very familiar with the process." Jian Zixing glanced at him, "It's not like taking someone to shoot a film for the first time."

"Yeah, I used to accompany my classmates to watch this kind of stuff." Zhong Chen casually replied while looking at the small piece of registration paper.

Jian Zixing couldn't help being silent.

Putting it before, it will be over as soon as you hear it, and it won't cause any deep thinking.But today, I just heard Lao Ma talk about Zhongchen's glorious history, and thought that Zhongchen's mother hired someone to apologize regularly, and suddenly I felt hairy on my back.

"You..." Jian Zixing paused, "Have you ever filed any lawsuits?"

"Huh?" Zhong Chen paused, then turned to look at him, "What lawsuit?"

"It's just a fight or something. I don't know if it was a big deal..." Jian Zixing couldn't continue speaking halfway through, because Zhong Chen had a look of contempt for a king.

A very flat expression.

"How lowly people can really cause trouble in a fight. That kind of grandson is either a grandson of character, or a grandson of tricks." Zhong Chen said, "I am a good citizen who abides by the law, and Like you, I adore the police uncle. At most, I can only play with a rope, which is uncomfortable but never crosses the line. My dad has trained me since I was a child."

Jian Zixing almost slipped and fell again in the elevator.

The elevator door opened, and he limped forward in silence.

"You don't believe it?" Zhong Chen chased after him.

Jian Zixing sighed, "I don't know if I believe it or not, I've been confused every day I've known you."

Zhong Chen didn't speak, but after a while Jian Zixing heard him laughing happily beside him, quite complacently.

After seeing the doctor, everything was exactly the same as what Zhongchen said. The doctor ordered an X-ray after touching it. The film could not be taken immediately, but the real-time image had been sent back to the doctor's computer, so it was enough to go back to the consultation room.

"It's really advanced now." Zhong Chen muttered while supporting Jian Zixing, "When I was a child, I fought with people and accompanied others to make films. The doctor would not speak until he got the film. It took half the morning to wait. There was a disagreement while waiting. , almost beat that poor boy up again."

Jian Zixing: "..."

"Fortunately, I held back." Zhong Chen sighed with emotion, "When I was young, my temper was really explosive, but when I grow up, I become more and more kind."

Jian Zixing: "..."

"There is no major problem with the bones." The doctor clicked the mouse and said, "I just fell down. I couldn't move at that time or the leg numbness was the body's protective reaction. It didn't cause substantial damage to the bones. Don't worry."

Zhong Chen let out a long breath, and then asked distrustfully, "But is he in great pain?"

Jian Zixing, who relied entirely on his deskmate's imagination and actually didn't feel "huge pain", subconsciously stretched his shoulders.

The doctor glanced at him through the top of the lens, "The soft tissue contusion is more serious. I prescribed some plaster for three days. You can take anti-inflammatory drugs or not. It's up to you. If the pain persists in a week, come back."

"How to apply the plaster? How to take the medicine?" Zhong Chen asked again.

The doctor looked at him meaningfully, and handed over the printed form, "Go to the pharmacy to get it, the nurse will tell you, it will also be written on the medicine."

The pharmacy is on the second floor. While waiting for the elevator, Zhong Chen said with a stinky face, "There is no queue at the back to urge you, and you don't say a word. It looks like you haven't been hammered by life."

"You don't even want to beat up the doctor?" Jian Zixing looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhong Chen's Adam's apple twitched, and he sighed, "No way, you think I'm too confused."

"Heh." Jian Zixing held the corner of his mouth indifferently, "I'd rather be."

The plaster was in a bag the size of an A4 paper, plus two boxes of oral medication. The hospital did not give plastic bags, so Zhong Chen held it in his hand, and supported Jian Zixing with the other hand.

After walking out of the hospital, he suddenly remembered Jian Zixing's words before the accident, and asked with a frown, "Then you go home alone tonight?"

"Well. It doesn't hurt much anymore." Jian Zixing said, "Clean up the robot tonight, and we will compete tomorrow. You can go to squat by yourself tomorrow, but you have to wait until I come back to act together. Let's take a vacation on Sunday." ?”

"I know." Zhong Chen nodded and sighed again.

"What's wrong?" Jian Zixing asked.

"I don't want to live alone in the same room with two idiots." Zhong Chen yawned listlessly, "How about I go to your house?"

"Why are you going to my house?" Jian Zixing was puzzled. "It's only a few stops from the school to the traffic control intersection. If you go from my house, you have to go around half the city."

Zhong Chen stopped talking wearily when he heard the words, as if he was weak and being bullied.After the two returned to the outside of the classroom, he suddenly said, "I'll take you to the passenger terminal tomorrow morning, and it's not far from the passenger terminal to the traffic control intersection."

"..." Jian Zixing looked at him helplessly, "It's not necessary."

"And when I go to your house, I can eat the delicious food in your refrigerator, and I can use your bathroom to take a shower, so I don't have to go to the bathing garden." Zhong Chen nodded and agreed, "OK, let's do this. Perfect!"

Jian Zixing: "..."

The entire senior year corridor was very quiet, no one even talked about Zhang Xi, but Liu Yi brought it up during dinner, and everyone at the table chatted about it.

They said everything, but the two people at the scene remained silent.

Zhong Chen concentrated on eating, and Jian Zixing lightly touched him with his arm.

"Huh?" He raised his head, and conveniently put the two most beautiful "red" ribs in the bowl on Jian Zixing's plate, and said, "Eat what you want, eat more bones."

Jian Zixing looked at the ribs and said in a low voice, "Why do you think Zhang Xi is doing this?"

"I don't know." Zhong Chen replied bluntly, bowed his head to sweep two mouthfuls of rice, and then said, "But it's definitely not what Sha Ang said. Last night it looked like a lot of pressure, but today is obviously not. Zhang Xi's study is very solid, The brain is also reluctant to do so, so it's okay, he can live anyway. He takes one step at a time, and he is in good condition, so why is there so much pressure?"

Jian Zixing pondered for a moment when he heard the words, then glanced over, "Why do you always feel awkward when you comment on others learning step by step?"

"Eat more meat if you're awkward." Zhong Chen said and picked up another bone, "I'm always worrying about what other people are doing, eat more, hurry up, I'll give you this little chicken drumstick too, and this egg tart..."

"Brother Chen is so kind to Big Boss Zi Xing." Song Yangyang sniffed enviously, "A serving of sweet and sour short ribs, the neat ones are only three or two yuan, and I'll give it all to Big Boss."

"That's right." Zhong Chen snorted, "The rice in my bowl is only for the cutest people."

Jian Zixing glanced over coldly, "I bought all the rice in your bowl."

Zhong Chen: "..."

Joking is all joking, but Jian Zixing felt that Zhong Chen's analysis actually made sense.

Judging by the standards of fresh senior high school students, Zhang Xi is in very good condition.Morning reading and jogging, regular self-study at night.Although his study time reached [-] or [-] hours too early, he used the time well and could still get enough sleep at night, and he never crossed the high-voltage line.People who are really in a bad state have emotional breakdowns every three to five times. In fact, it is difficult to exert such steady strength.

But what else could be the reason, Zhang Xi is very popular in their class, his family conditions are average, he doesn't show off or compare, his love brain is basically undeveloped, and he is in Elite Class [-], so he is unlikely to be bullied.

Everyone in the dormitory group was poking wildly, and Jian Zixing also asked, but there was no reply.

When school was almost over, Zhang Xi replied that he was under a lot of pressure and had recovered. He also sent an emoticon package emitting light waves of love.

"Lie." Zhongchen glanced at the phone, then leaned back on the table with his mouth curled up, "Clumsy lie, I deserve a beating."

Jian Zixing lowered his eyes, "Then what do you think is the matter?"

Zhong Chen was lying on his stomach with his face turned sideways, and the two of them struggled to see each other.

"Family matters, what else can you do?" He clicked his tongue, "Big fart kid, school, home, what else can you do?"

Not without reason.

But Jian Zixing still curled his lips indifferently, "You are only one year older than others."

"Wrong!" Zhong Chen sat up straight, smiling, "It's seven months, and Zhang Xi's birthday is in May."

Jian Zixing heard the words, and suddenly realized something after lowering his head to write two strokes, and suddenly raised his head, "Your birthday is next month?"

Zhong Chen breathed a sigh of relief, squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "I didn't remind you."

Jian Zixing: "..."

He looked down at the phone again, "Is it a full seven months? Zhang Xi is May [-]st, and you are October [-]st? National Day?"

"Hmm." Zhong Chen smiled, "Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Jian Zixing sighed, "I have reason to suspect that you have been setting me up since the sentence 'poor lie'."

"Yes!" Zhong Chen Dayi nodded solemnly, "Just to tell you naturally that my birthday is coming soon."

"I want a birthday present." He said with a smile again, "I want a big, big gift. I can't eat it. I usually eat yours."

"Fart." Jian Zixing couldn't help showing disgust, "I'm going to say happy birthday to the delivery, if it doesn't arrive on time, I'll wait until next year."

After school, I went back to the dormitory to pack up my things, Gao Gao leaned against Zhang Xi's bed ladder and sighed, "After you two left in the afternoon, he was called into the office. Lao Ma, Hu Xiujie, and his class teacher were all there, and we chatted for a long time. When we came out, we all felt that the old horse had a bad face, but we asked about it and said nothing."

"The old horse has an ugly face?" Zhong Chen sat on the table eating a lollipop, pouring the ball back and forth in his mouth, and muttered vaguely: "It's strange."

"That's not it." Gao Ang sighed, "Then Zhang Xi packed his schoolbag and went home after class, saying that he would go back and adjust his mentality, and come back to study normally tomorrow. It doesn't seem like a lie, I think he went to ask for it before it was too late. What about the weekend physical papers?"

"What's the matter?" Jian Zixing asked.

"Who knows." Gao Ang sighed, "Anyway, I think it's quite fascinated, we Xixi are the kind of very clean kids, and the dirty people and dirty things in school are definitely not like his kind."

"Let's go." Zhong Chen jumped down from the table and took out the lollipop in his mouth, "I'll ask when we meet next week. Even if he really fell into the water, if we don't reach out, we won't be able to jump on the shore again." use."

"That's the only way." Jian Zixing nodded, pulled the trolley case, and was forcibly snatched away by Zhong Chen before taking two steps, his hands were empty.

"Cheer up for the Zixing competition!" Gao Ang smiled, "You must be fine."

Jian Zixing just nodded, "I asked for leave on Sunday, see you on Sunday night."

"Why go on Sunday? Is it better than two days?" Gao Ang asked.

Zhong Chen held out a lollipop to stop him in annoyance, "Shut up, what are you doing with so many things, you're sick."

Gao Ang looked aggrieved.

The bus is out of service, and I can only take a taxi to go home at night, and the fare for a trip is more than 80.

Since this semester, the expenses have been very high, always doing this and that, and bringing a guy who can eat three people, it costs five or six hundred a week, and sometimes directly breaks a thousand.

What is more embarrassing is that WMRC is about to start. During the Little Crab Competition, it is impossible to spend money in wild games for making money. In the next two or three months, I will be living on my laurels.

"Brother Chen, how did you find a part-time job last time? Did you send your resume directly to the agency?" Jian Zixing asked suddenly.

Zhong Chen was taken aback, "Why do you ask this?"

"Make some money." Jian Zixing sighed, "It's not that I don't have money, it's just that I have a guilty conscience because my dad is still in the hospital."

Zhong Chen didn't say a word, he moved his buttocks with a guilty look.

"You didn't eat much." Jian Zixing comforted him against his conscience, "I'm just a long-term plan."

"You should stop working part-time. If you want to make money, I'll do it." Zhong Chen patted his leg, "I have a lot of ways to make money, and you have to play games, you have to move forward."

"What about you?" Jian Zixing looked at him calmly.

"I'll just... let's talk about it." Zhongchen sighed, looked past him and looked out of the car window, and said after a while: "I've been a little messed up recently, and everything will wait until I find that person."

After a few sentences on the heavy topic, Zhong Chen soon became cheerful again. He used his mobile phone to read the jokes, and even tried his best to force Jian Zixing to watch with him.

Jian Zixing went over to share an earphone, but couldn't help slipping away.

When we first met, he always felt that there was a sense of contradiction in Zhong Chen.But now I find that this person's laughter and scolding are mixed with the occasional desolation, and everything is worrying.

After arriving home, Jian Zixing went straight to work, Zhongchen took a shower inside, and he carefully soldered a small electrical component outside.

When Zhong Chen came out, Jian Zixing had just finished his work, and Zhong Chen saw the last spark disappearing in a flash.

"You are too damn versatile." He looked shocked, walked over to look down at Jian Zixing's finished product, and frowned and thought: "What generation of crab is this? Why does it look like a bastard?"

"Several generations ago." Jian Zixing curled his lips, "It's just that the hydraulic pliers are shorter and the back shell is thicker. How can they look like bastards?"

"Wang Baxie." Zhong Chen laughed to himself, and suddenly asked, "Hey, can you take a bath by yourself? Can your tailbone work?"

"It's okay." Jian Zixing took the medicine thrown on the table casually, "Go to sleep, I'll go to bed after I wash up."

"How about I put the plaster on for you?" Zhong Chen followed up again, "Can you see it?"

"There is a mirror at home." Jian Zixing sighed, stopped at the door of the bedroom, and said helplessly: "I like men, have you forgotten?"

"Ah?" Zhong Chen was taken aback, his expression suddenly tense.

"I haven't forgotten." He said.

Jian Zixing looked at him for a while, savoring his expression, after a while he curled his lips and said, "Anyway, don't cross the line and you'll be fine."

The bedroom door closes in front of you.After a while, the door of the bathroom inside was also closed, and a very subtle sound of water could be heard through the two doors.

Zhong Chen stood there, his black eyes seemed to be deep in thought, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

It took him a while to come back to his senses, and curled his lips like Jian Zixing's, "Don't cross the line and you'll be fine."

He paused, then lost his expression and said lazily: "If you cross the line, what can you do? Haven't you been liked by a straight and bendable handsome guy?"

"Tch, I'm so weak." He snorted, threw the changed dirty clothes into the trash can and spun them, walked to the living room and fell on the sofa, and pulled the blanket over it casually.

There is a balcony outside the living room of Jane's house, and the window can only be seen through the balcony.The layout is quite narrow, not bright, but it is quiet at night.

Looking at the hazy moon shadow outside through the balcony, he suddenly sighed.

Who wouldn't like Jian Zixing?

Smart and good-looking, indifferent and gentle, he can't wake up every morning with a very cute grumpy face, and he has a youthful look holding a sweeping robot. Every time he sees it, he feels like a bunch of small fireworks are set off in his heart, straight And rushing into the night sky without going forward.

But Jian Zixing is going far away.

But he was firmly bound in this small city by an invisible chain, he couldn't tell whether it was a human cage or a heart cage, and he couldn't break free.

Zhong Chen took out his mobile phone and looked at the blurry figure in the video that was captured earlier.

"It's best for you, bastard Zhong Yongjun." He gently rubbed the screen with his hand, rubbing the side of the man's face repeatedly, as if trying to clear away the fog.

"Quickly give an explanation and let your son go free." He turned around muttering, put away his phone again, looked at the horizontal pattern on the back of the sofa and sighed, "I really want to chase the stars."

Jian Zixing took a shower for a long time, and it was always a little inconvenient to get injured. He was also very careful, fearing that another fall would affect the game.

After taking a shower, I felt that the house was too quiet, and after drying my hair, I suddenly remembered that there was another follower, and found the living room only to find that Zhong Chen had fallen asleep.

The small blanket only covered the legs, with one end hanging on the ground, and someone was sleeping very soundly on the sofa that was not as tall as him, with his arms pillowed on his head.

Zhongchen has been sleeping a lot lately, and he only spends a few hours fully awake every day, which is different from Jian Zixing's initial understanding of him.

And every time I sleep soundly, I feel very tired, even if I look cheerful during the day.

Jian Zixing sighed softly, walked over and straightened the blanket so that the bottom covered her feet and the top barely covered her chest.

Then he sat down on the stool next to him, took out his phone, turned off the sound, and started watching today's replay.

Zhongchen hasn't watched the video for the past two days, he doesn't know if it's an escape or something, he can't figure it out.But Jian Zixing would watch it every day, taking Zhongchen to take a shower, or sneaking through the whole day's video in the middle of the night under the quilt.

That person has not appeared again for two days.

Jian Zixing was sitting on a stool holding his mobile phone. He was sober after taking a shower. The time passed bit by bit until the video suddenly stopped.

The time was on at the top of the phone, it was almost two o'clock.

"Xingxing." The person who was already asleep suddenly called him softly.

Jian Zixing was shocked, and looked back, Zhong Chen woke up at some point, and was looking at him calmly.

"I fell asleep." Zhong Chen's voice was a little hoarse, he moved his body, and the sofa made an old creaking sound, so he lifted the blanket and sat up, rubbing his cheeks in the palms of his hands.

"Go to sleep, brother Chen." Jian Zixing said, after hesitating for a while, he felt that there was nothing to hide, so he hooked the corners of his mouth, "The person didn't show up today, maybe he went to buy food in another street, or maybe he was at home. noodle."

Zhong Chen hummed, buried his face in his hands, and said softly after a while, "You've been watching these two days, I know."

Jian Zixing froze for a moment, Zhongchen let out a soft laugh, sighed and leaned on the back of the sofa to look at the sky, "It's pretty evil, I'm obviously sleeping, but even when I'm dreaming, I'll suddenly have a mind, consciousness So, ah, Peppa, the crooked pink piggy, is secretly watching the video again."

"You make it sound like I'm seeing something shameful." Jian Zixing scolded with a smile.

Zhong Chen followed the music and his body trembled. He played silently for a while and then suddenly stopped moving.

"Xingxing, give me a hug."

"Huh?" Jian Zixing was slightly taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Zhong Chen opened his arms, looked at him calmly with black eyes, and his Adam's apple swam gently.

"Hold me and give me some strength. I'm going to squat on the street tomorrow, and I feel a little..."

Jian Zixing didn't hear him finish, his body movements were ahead of his consciousness, he stood up and walked over, bent over to hug the man, and rubbed his back vigorously.

"It's okay, Brother Chen." Jian Zixing said in a low voice: "I can't find it, and it doesn't matter who I am or not."

"The important thing is that we took this step."

Zhong Chen raised his head and pressed his chin on his shoulder. The mandible was separated from the edge where the collarbone and shoulder joined, and they met head-on. Both of them were in great pain.But Zhong Chen was still exerting his strength, as if he was struggling with the air.

"You too. The game goes well tomorrow." Zhong Chen said softly, "I will take you there in the morning and wait for you at the passenger terminal in the evening. I will be the first person you see when you come back."

Jian Zixing suddenly felt a heat in his nasal cavity.

He didn't know what kind of feeling it was like, suddenly his heart was moved, and his heart ached, and in the darkness, the breaths of the two of them mixed together and became a sour.

Zhong Chen let go of him, let out a long sigh, and fell back on the sofa.

He rested his arms on his pillow, stared at the dark night sky outside, and said softly: "If you find my dad, beat him up first, and then ask him to take us to eat hot pot."

"Okay." Jian Zixing nodded, "Eat poor him."

"He was also poor." Zhong Chen couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "The poorest people are people like them."