A psychopath has a crush on me

When Yu Pei returned to school again, it was already half a year later.

In the six months since he disappeared, the red jacaranda tree in the school, which was as dry and black as dead wood in winter, sprouted new green shoots, hanging green on the branches, and looking luxuriant from a distance.

In the chilly spring, a gust of cool wind brushed against his side, he accidentally took two breaths, the irritated trachea convulsed the next moment, Yu Pei coughed twice, reached out and pulled the scarf around his neck upwards, He buried half of his pale face, then lowered his head and continued walking towards the classroom.

But even if he couldn't see the face, Yu Pei's thin and quiet back still attracted the attention of many girls. They slowed down quietly, looked at the half of the boy's face exposed outside the dark blue scarf, and finally hurried in the preparatory class bell. leave.

After leaving the hospital and returning to school, Yu Pei did not choose to re-enter the second year of high school, but entered the third year of high school with his former classmates.He didn't study well, even if he did it all over again, his grades probably wouldn't get much better, and he didn't have the determination to change his mind and study hard to become a top student, so even after taking a break from school for more than half a year, Yu Pei still chose to skip the second half of the sophomore year. In his study career, he directly entered the third year of high school.Fortunately, the classroom is still the original one, so it won't make Yu Pei go wrong.

But his seat is not the original seat.

Yu Pei searched the classroom for a long time before he found where his original deskmate was sitting, but now he was someone else's deskmate.

This classroom that he was so familiar with is now very strange, the sash flowers that he once drew with his own strokes on the wall are also covered by new snow-white paint, and there is no trace of it that existed before—— It is like a real brocade flower, which was once fresh and beautiful, but completely withered after the flowering period and disappeared into the soil.

"The director said that it's the third year of high school, and there are too many murals on the wall that will distract the students."

Maybe it was because his eyes stayed on the wall for too long, the head teacher explained to him.

Yu Pei lowered his eyes and let out a casual "Oh".

He didn't care about the mural. He used to paint it because of the "Diverse Campus" activity in the school. All the students were asked to decorate their classrooms. The teacher knew that he was good at painting, so he was asked to be in charge of the mural. At that time, Yu Pei also wanted to draw something to build a good relationship with his classmates, so he drew brocade flowers to wish his classmates a bright future.

It's just that when other students in the class drew hot-blooded anime characters, but he painted pink and white graceful brocade flowers, the students felt that he was even more gloomy and feminine, and they didn't like his paintings.

Now that the murals are gone, Yu Pei thinks about it and thinks it's a good thing, anyway, he has seen a lot of snow-white walls in the hospital, and now when he returns to school, he doesn't find it boring.

"Your new seat is over there." The head teacher raised his hand, pointed to the two empty seats in the middle of the class by the wall, and said to him, "A new classmate will come to our class later, and he will be your classmate from now on. table..."

Yu Pei didn't pay attention to what the head teacher was saying behind him, he felt very tired now, maybe his body hadn't fully recovered, or maybe it was the medicine he took in the morning that made him sleepy, so he waited for the head teacher's voice to finish speaking He sat on the chair with his schoolbag in his arms, and the classmates around him stopped communicating the moment he sat down and looked at him quietly.

In fact, the whole class noticed Yu Pei the moment he appeared, but few people could recognize him immediately, partly because he buried half of his face with a scarf, and everyone couldn't help it for a while. It is believed that Yu Pei, who was once fat, has become so thin. The other half has not been seen for more than half a year. They feel that Yu Pei who has come back is like a different person.

Sensing everyone's gazes, Yu Pei raised his eyes and glanced at them. Those people's gazes were stunned for a moment after meeting his gaze, and then they smiled hypocritically, the smile didn't even reach the bottom of their eyes, and exchanged greetings with him in a false way. : "Yu Pei, long time no see, you finally came to class? Are you feeling better?"

"Well, it's much better, thank you for your concern." Yu Pei lowered his eyes and answered them, placing the books and notebooks for the next class on the table one by one.

His mouth and the tip of his nose are buried in the scarf, so his voice is muffled, and he can't hear clearly in the noisy classroom between classes, and his untrimmed hair is too long, almost reaching His eyelashes are out.Seeing his indifferent reaction, everyone felt that he didn't seem to have changed much from before, so they lost interest in chatting with him, turned their heads back, chatted and laughed with the students around them, and few people turned their heads to look at one Yu Pei was sitting by the wall.

On the contrary, Yu Pei raised his eyes and looked at them again. Seeing that no one was willing to talk to him, he frowned, and clasped his palms with the fingers hanging by his side. Remembering what Uncle Zhuang had repeatedly told him before getting off the car, he still took a deep breath. In one breath, he poked the back of the boy sitting in front of him with his finger, and said after the boy turned his head, "Tan Qiming, can you..."

However, Yu Pei was only halfway through speaking when the class bell rang, and his already soft voice was drowned out in the piercing ringing of the bell.

"What did you say?" The tone of the boy who turned his head was a bit unpleasant, and he didn't like Yu Pei either, who made him the fattest boy in the class before?In winter, everyone wears thicker clothes, not to mention, in summer, Yu Pei's white and greasy fat covered with sweat is disgusting to both boys and girls, but this time Yu Pei came back thinner .

And he has lost a lot of weight, he seems to have changed completely, he is no longer the fat man that everyone hated before, and Yu Pei's eyes looking at him are really too melancholy, he frowned, his slender eyelashes slightly Trembling, the half of his face exposed outside the scarf was as white as a crescent moon. The morning sunlight through the transparent window fell on half of his body, making his pale brown eyeballs more transparent and making him even more sickly. Thin, like a patient who is not recovering from a serious illness.

So Tan Qiming was stunned for a moment after meeting Yu Pei's eyes, and his voice softened involuntarily in the second half of the sentence.

But Yu Pei didn't miss the impatience in his eyes before, so he lowered his eyes again, his long eyelashes suppressed all the emotions in his eyes, his face was buried deeper in the dark blue scarf, and he said in a muffled voice: "It's nothing."

Tan Qiming felt that he was a little strange, frowned and turned his head back.

This class is a Chinese class. Yu Pei only took asthma medicine once before coming to school. Now that the medicine is taking effect, he is so sleepy that he wants to sleep but dare not sleep. In school, even if you can't improve your studies, don't be repeatedly called parents by the teacher because you are sleeping, you have to be good...

Thinking of this, Yu Pei pinched his thigh again, forced his eyes open to look at the ancient poems in the book, but although he didn't fall asleep, he was in a daze, and didn't hear anything after the class ended.

After finally getting out of class, Yu Pei was able to lie down on the table and squint for a while. During the class, a few students were surprised to see Yu Pei who had become thinner, and wanted to talk to him, but seeing him I fell asleep on the table and thought about it, but I didn't pass it.

When the class bell rang, Yu Pei quickly sat up again, pretending to listen to the class seriously.

But he was not good at studying, so he took a break from school for half a year. Courses such as Chinese and English, which he could pass by memorizing, were not bad, but mathematics and physics were inherently difficult, and it was difficult to keep up even if he missed a class. To Yu Pei, his courses are like heavenly scriptures.

Yu Pei read the math textbook for a long time, but still couldn't understand anything, and this day, Yu Pei's mood fell to the bottom after seeing Qi Wenqiang.

She was called by the teacher to do the questions on the podium.

Yu Pei closed his eyes and buried his head in his arms, hoping that he would not be able to see Qi Wenqiang, but Qi Wenqiang's footsteps could still be heard in his ears, even if she didn't speak, he could follow her footsteps, knowing that Qi Wenqiang Passing by his side without any pause in footsteps, he returned to another corner of the classroom in a blink of an eye.

So even though he knew that he might be called by the teacher if he lay on his stomach, Yu Pei never raised his head again in this class. At first he just wanted to avoid Qi Wenqiang, but then maybe because of the effect of the medicine, he fell asleep. I was also very lucky not to be called by the teacher, and I was not awakened until some slight noises came from my ears.

He raised his head, still hadn't woken up from the deep sleepiness, half-opened his eyes and looked towards the place where the sound came from, but his eyes met a pair of blue eyes - there were still vacant seats in the previous two classes beside him , and now sitting alone.

That person had a pair of dark blue eyes, and his facial features were deeper than the average person's. Yu Pei stared at him blankly, and he also looked at himself. He opened his thin lips to apologize to him, and his voice was slightly low, between a man and a young man. : "Sorry to wake you up."