my boy

Duan Yue said that every Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday, he would give me math tutoring, and the remaining two days would be taken/set aside to help Sun Muren. I could figure out what that grandson was going to do with my toes.

But what can I say?

As long as I reveal to Duan Yue that I know what Sun Muren did to him, Duan Yue will definitely keep a distance from me. It should be that he has nothing to do with me. In the future, he will definitely treat me as air and ignore me.I really dare not take this risk, so I can only solve the problem with roundabout tactics.

Thinking about it, I started to stare blankly at Duan Yue's pleasing side face again. The sun shines in and directly coats it with a layer of edges, just like a painting.

To me this is beauty in the eye of the beholder.

In this way, Sun Muren is like a cancer, buried in my heart, ready to swallow up all my reason at any time, now I am holding on to the straw that Duan Yue gives me tutoring every week, keeping that sliver of clarity.

Because the make-up class is on Saturday, the rehearsal time has to be arranged separately. If the other party disagrees, then I will not go. If it is really not possible, I will go to a part-time job after the college entrance examination.When I went home in the afternoon, I called Gu Huai, and the phone answered after two rings.

"Hey."

"It's me, Yu Liang. I'm almost at the end of term. I'm going to a classmate's home on Saturday afternoon to make up lessons. Can you put the rehearsal time on Sunday?"

Gu Huai gave a "tsk", "That's right, learning is bigger than the sky, and everything is based on the children's studies."

"Thank you for taking care of me." I'm too lazy to argue with him. I still don't know which hair/hair I poked before. It's more difficult to understand me than a girl's aunt.

"What are you doing?" Gu Huai didn't intend to hang up the phone.

"Do your homework, college student." I didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so I was about to end the topic.

"You do so much homework? You do homework all day long. I remember I didn't have so much homework in my third year of high school."

"Times have changed and you are out of history."

"..." Gu Huai was blocked by me, choked for a long time and said nothing, then gritted his teeth and said, "You call me old from another angle?"

"Where is it? Children, I respect the old and love the young."

"Really? Then I also respect the old and love the young." Gu Huai continued to say, "Then go do your homework, goodbye."

"beep--"

Then I hung up the phone without waiting for an answer.

"Fuck." I cursed, if it wasn't for the performance fee from his concert, I wouldn't be so fucking lazy to talk nonsense with him here.It is even more difficult to serve than all kinds of girls in the harem, despising one today and despising that the next, nagging all day long.

Today this is just a part of it. Since that rehearsal is over, I always receive some greeting text messages from Gu Huai, asking me what I am doing every day.Another time when I was in the toilet preparing to let go of nature, I felt my pocket vibrate, and when I took out my phone, I saw Gu Huai's big/father-style greeting without the front and back of the address.

--What are you doing?

I looked at the toilet cubicle door in front of me and turned back to him.

--shit.

Then no reply was received.

After a few days, I would manually reply out of politeness, and then I directly set up a quick SMS reply with the content of shit/shit. In terms of daily text greetings, hello, hello, hello, everyone.

After a few days, the greeting package was canceled for convenience.

The time was set in this way. On Wednesday and Saturday, I made an appointment with Duan Yue to study in a library that is very close to my two homes. I only know the approximate location of Duan Yue’s house. He never told me in detail. I see him I kept a secretive look, so I didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, being able to stay together for a few more hours is already very satisfying to me.Usually we study until 09:30, Duan Yue gives me analysis questions and key points, and I am responsible for drooling at him in a daze.

On Tuesday and Thursday, I followed Duan Yue to the dilapidated residential building to meet Sun Muren.Yes, every time I will watch them go in and out with my own eyes, engrave it in my heart over and over again, and then return it to Sun Muren with a knife.

On Monday and Friday, I went home from school with Duan Yue. Every time we walked a certain distance, we would each go home in opposite directions. Duan Yue never asked me to see him off, nor would he offer to accompany me home.Then I will take a short cut and stay near Sun Muren's house to confirm when he will return home.

Finally, Sunday went to rehearsal.

I have to say that I feel like I have picked up my bass. Thinking about it, I can take Duan Yue to the rooftop at night and give him a romantic date with sound effects.Just for this, I have to work harder.

Doesn't liking someone mean constantly wanting to surprise him, doing a lot for him, and thinking about the future life?I want to hold this beam of light in my hand, very much.

Thinking of this, I turned on the computer and connected an audio system to amplify the sound. The other end was very quiet, only the occasional sound of paper flipping and clothes rubbing.I put a tiny monitor in Duan Yue's schoolbag. On the left side of the schoolbag, there is a small opening in Duan Yue's schoolbag. It is usually difficult to notice, and maybe he himself doesn't know it.I carefully buried the bug in the pile of fibers.

I propped my head up and listened carefully to what was going on there, when Shi Yue's cell phone rang.

"Hello, Teacher Sun."

After hearing this sentence, I sat up straight.

I only heard Duan Yue say, "Zhou Tian?"

After a pause, Duan Yue hummed and hung up the phone.

When Duan Yue answered the phone, a thread in my brain exploded, causing my eyes to turn black.I threw the crooked Coke bottle in the trash, and a plan floated into my head.

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I'm like an unlucky traveler who's half stuck in the mud, and can only hold on to the straw beside him to survive.I edited Duan Yue's recording according to time, and played it in a loop late at night. The curtains were not fully drawn, and the moonlight squeezed in sideways through the gap between the curtains, drawing a white light on my face.

It's like trying to split me alive in the middle.

I squinted my eyes provocatively at the bright light in the cracks of the curtains, put my hands into my trousers, moved my five fingers flexibly, listened to the recording with all my attention, and gradually increased my breathing under Duan Yue's voice.

In the end, I vented out when Duan Yue called my name with a chuckle.

Looking at the cloudy whiteness on my hands, I was stunned for a while, got up and found a tissue to wipe my hands, stuffed the changed pants into the washing machine, and finally turned around and closed the curtains.

Stretched limbs fell on the bed, sleepless all night.

As a result, I nearly fainted an hour before I woke up, and was finally woken up by the falling alarm clock.I covered my nose and went to wash, picked up my small schoolbag and prepared to go to school.

On Saturday, I sat on a stool in the library and began to bite my ear one-sidedly to Duan Yue. I whispered: "Is Zhou Tian coming to my house to play? You haven't cooked for me yet." Duan Yue raped me Without saying a word, I leaned closer to his ear and said: "The class leader can't keep his word!" In the middle, I touched Duan Yue's ear with my mouth very wickedly, and then I saw Duan Yue's red face with satisfaction. pinnae.

After being harassed intolerable by me, Duan Yue said in a low voice: "I can't do it tomorrow because I have something to do at home. I said that cooking is after the end of the semester. Don't take things to be poor with me!"

"You said it! You have to come to my house to cook for me during the winter vacation." I got a confirmation letter and immediately scratched my tail to verify.

"Yes, yes, do the questions quickly." Duan Yue looked at me like looking at my ancestors.

I grinned twice, grabbed a pen and began to draw on the history book.

On Sunday morning, I took out the Valium I bought, and then I dug out a forearm-length short knife from the cabinet and stuffed it together with the Valium into my backpack.Finally, I found the three-second glue and applied it to all ten fingers one by one. I rubbed my fingers and stretched out my hand to press on the glass window. I took a closer look and threw the three-second glue into the backpack with satisfaction.

In the afternoon, I went to rehearse with Gu Huai and the others. I asked Gu Chi to help me tidy up my hair. He thought I was enlightened, so I asked him to borrow a pair of contact lenses.

During the period, Gu Huai came over and asked me if I had a sweetheart, and he sighed and taught me to study hard, don't put the love between children in my head, and try to get a score of [-] in the exam.

I'm really moved and I want to thank him.

When I came back, I asked Gu Chi to drive the car to the vicinity of the dilapidated residential building, got out of the car under the probing eyes of the two brothers, and finally came to the building where Sun Muren and Duan Yue were located.

I walked into the apartment building next door and leaned on the wall to check the time on my phone, waiting for Duan Yue to come out.Normally, Sun Muren would smoke a cigarette inside before coming out. At that time, Duan Yue had almost walked out of the community.

I waited for a while, and then saw Duan Yue push the door and come out. I squinted my eyes and looked at his back, feeling a little double.This contact lens is not mine, the prescription is not suitable, and I feel dizzy after wearing it for a long time.I didn't come out of the unit until I couldn't see Duan Yue, walked towards the unit building where Sun Muren was located, pushed open the door, and saw the math teacher who was stomping on the cigarette core as expected.

I looked at Sun Muren showing a silly and sweet mentally retarded smile, then scratched my head with my hands and asked, "Is there a boy about my age living here in this building?"

After seeing my face clearly, Sun Muren smiled dimly, tapped my shoulder and said, "That's your classmate?"

I nodded embarrassedly and said, "Well, I'm at the same table as him, and I was arranged to come to his house."

When I meet a stranger, it's definitely two hundred and fifty to pay him out of my heart like this. I'm really going to look like an idiot.

After listening to it, Sun Muren was probably shocked by the way I confided in two hundred and five. He was taken aback for a moment, then smiled empathetically and said, "Understood, I am the teacher. There are students like this in every grade. Are you the class monitor?"

I continued to smile stupidly, with an expression of believing that the world is full of good people, "It's the representative of the math class, and I was sent here because I was in the same class as him and got close."

Sun Muren quickly expressed a look of amazement, and said, "Hey, I'm a math teacher."

I also made a "wow really" expression and said, "Oh my god!"

Sun Muren moved closer to me and asked, "Which school are you from? I haven't seen you in our school."

I made up one casually, "from the fifth middle school."

Sun Muren smiled ambiguously: "Ah... I'm a teacher in No. [-] Middle School. It's a pity that you are not a student in our school. Otherwise, having a class representative like you would save me half of my worries."

I hurriedly scratched my head shyly and said, "How can that be? One is a key high school. This...is just an ordinary school. If I go to No. [-] Middle School, it's not bad if I don't finish at the bottom."

Sun Muren reached out and patted my shoulder and said, "Do you want to come to No. [-] Middle School?"

I looked at him with wide eyes.

Maybe my mindless admiration made Sun Muren swell instantly. The grandson passed my chin with his hand and said, "It's okay if you think about it. I happen to be short of a class representative."

I said that the amount of information was too much and I was too frightened to speak. Sun Muren looked at it and thought there was something to be said, and then said in a slow voice, "A good middle school can determine your future. You don't want to live like this for the rest of your life."

I squeezed out a bit of unwillingness to be unrecognized from my eyes, nodded slowly and said hesitantly: "I am quite unwilling."

Sun Muren's hand brushed over my ears faintly, and finally landed on my head, patted my head gently and said like a teacher: "Then think about it? Let me know when you've decided."

I hurriedly trembled with excitement: "Then... how can I contact you, teacher?"

Sun Muren smiled awkwardly, "It will be around this time next week."

Then he thought he was a fart/butt and left mysteriously and elegantly.

I'm almost sick of him.

I ended up going under the root of a nearby tree to throw up my nose and dig out my contact lenses to put on my glasses.Standing up slowly on his knees, he turned around and almost vomited again from the fucking fright.

Gu Huai stood behind me and stared at me faintly, like a weasel!

I wiped my mouth, ready to turn around and leave.Gu Huai spoke over there: "Aren't you going to explain?"

I looked at him inexplicably, "Explain what?"

Gu Huai put one hand in his pocket and stretched out the other hand to gesture: "That old man."

I glanced at him: "That's my teacher, I'm just here to deliver materials to him."

Gu Huai glanced at me with a half-smile, "The teacher values ​​you so much? Are you a class representative? You got [-] points in the test this time?"

Hearing his sarcasm overtly and secretly, I ignored him and replied to him with my eyes: hang on to your ass.

Then he stood up and slapped his ass and left. Gu Huai didn't follow up and didn't speak again. Only the two eyes from behind that couldn't be ignored made me feel that he was still there.With eyes that looked like infrared rays, I moved into the corner with difficulty.

After turning a corner, I sat directly by the corner, wiped the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand, and couldn't help cursing.

"Neuropathy."

The author has something to say: Go on, I forgot to write it when I was playing Sims yesterday, I am ashamed.

The game wears down the will and destroys my brain.