Xifu Begonia

Xia Fei helped Zhang Qingkai out of the gymnasium. Worried about Zhang Qingkai's injury, he turned his head and asked, "Go to the hospital?"

Zhang Qingkai shook his head: "No need, just rub the medicine and rub it."

Hearing what they said, the coach came up and said to Xia Fei: "He didn't hurt his muscles and bones. I have medicine in the car. I'll rub it on him later."

He asked Zhang Qingkai again: "Are you going home to rest or go to dinner together?"

Zhang Qingkai snuggled up to Xia Fei and said, "Coach, can I bring someone else?"

The coach knocked him on the head with a smile, jokingly said: "Family only."

Zhang Qingkai was overjoyed, and smiled at Xia Fei: "Family, do you want to go?"

Xia Fei usually would not refuse to have dinner with the basketball team, but this time he said: "My mother has something to do with me in the afternoon, and it may be too late to rush back."

Zhang Qingkai lowered his head and asked, "What's the matter, can I help you?"

Xia Fei glanced at him: "Eat your meal with peace of mind." He turned his head and said to the coach, "Coach Wang, please don't let Zhang Qingkai run around. all."

The coach agreed, and he helped Zhang Qingkai to go out, and said with emotion: "You two brothers have a good relationship."

Zhang Qingkai's sweat flowed down his chin: "Yes, the fate cultivated in the previous life."

Xia Fei stayed where he was, watching the basketball team walk away, and then grabbed his schoolbag with a lack of interest. The gymnasium is located on a relatively high ground, and standing on the steps, he happened to see several invigilators who had finished their meal in the cafeteria The teacher came over and narrowed his eyes.

Li Qing walked out of the arena with the support of his teammates. A group of people stood at the door waiting for the coach to come out of the bathroom. He asked the people next to him: "Fuck, I'm not disfigured."

The man opened his mouth just to flatter him: "Brother Qing, you can't tell at all, he's still so handsome."

Li Qing touched the corner of his red and swollen mouth, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Xia Fei standing by the flower bed alone.

Li Qing pushed away the people around him, and walked over with curse words. Xia Fei didn't hide, just watched Li Qing walk in front of him provocatively.

"Hey, alone, where is Zhang Qingkai?" Li Qing tilted his head, thinking that he was cooler like this.

"Ask him why?" Xia Fei smiled and stretched out his hand to help Li Qing straighten his collar, and said slowly, "I don't think the beating was bad enough."

Li Qing stopped tilting his head, and shouted angrily, "What the hell are you talking about?"

The group of basketball players from No. [-] Middle School also came up and surrounded Xia Fei in an arc.

Xia Fei widened his eyes innocently, he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, stepped back a few steps, and said in a low voice: "I said, stop playing, you guys have poor skills and bad character. The rubbish of rubbish—”

"My lord!" Before he finished speaking, Li Qing punched him with a fist.

Xia Fei and him are actually a bit far away, this punch may not be able to hit him, but Xia Fei took a step forward, and he went straight to meet him.

"Ah—" he also called out in a drawn out tone.

Li Qing was dumbfounded, and the others also stayed where they were, at a loss.

A group of teachers who had heard the commotion here hurried over, only to see Xia Fei was surrounded by the crowd, lying on the ground and covering his face.

"What's the matter!" The teacher at the front helped Xia Fei up and asked nervously, "Student, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Xia Fei hissed, turned his head and said, "Thank you teacher."

Hearing the voice, a female teacher behind shouted: "Xia Fei?!"

Xia Fei covered his mouth in pain: "Ms. Liu..."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Li Qing hurriedly said, "He rushed up by himself!"

The female teacher glared at Li Qing, and at this glance, both of them were stunned.

"I remember you!" said the female teacher, "You were the one who copied Xia Fei's exam papers in our school last time, and said that Xia Fei offered to lend it to you!"

Many teachers know about this, seeing the protagonist right here and beating up the students in his own school, the look in Li Qing's eyes is not right.

A teacher came up and said, "Student, come with us to the Academic Affairs Office, and call your class teacher when you get there."

Only now did Li Qing realize that something was wrong with him. He wanted to explain, but he was too scared to open his mouth. He subconsciously looked at Xia Fei.

Xia Fei stood behind the teachers and gave Li Qing a small look, just like he said just now, as if he was looking at a pile of garbage.

Xia Fei didn't return home until the afternoon.

There was no one at home, and he made up an excuse purely because he wanted Zhang Qingkai to relax and have a meal with his teammates. But it was a pleasant surprise to meet the basketball team from No. [-] High School.

Xia Fei made himself a glass of milk, took out an ice pack to press the wound on his face, and sat down on the bed. He looked at the scenery outside the window, the low-hanging trees, and the children running happily, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

He has always loved this kind of scene full of vitality from the bottom of his heart.

It's like... a person who has been imprisoned for most of his life yearns for freedom.

Xia Fei fell into a sleepy sleep for several hours, and when he woke up, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, it was already pitch black outside, and there was no one at home.

Xia Fei turned on the light, reached for the phone, and sat up with his arms propped up on the bed. Before he could turn on the screen, the bell rang. He touched his face that was stiff with pain, crossed his legs and answered Zhang Qingkai's call.

Zhang Qingkai's voice did not know where it was floating in the spacious room: "Xia Fei, are you sleeping?"

Xia Fei leaned his head back against the wall, and fiddled with the corner of the quilt. Because his face hurt so much, he could only hum with his nose: "Yeah."

Zhang Qingkai smiled over there, his voice slipped through the night in a low voice, Xia Fei's face burned.

"Come down." Zhang Qingkai said, "I'm downstairs."

When Xia Fei found Zhang Qingkai downstairs, he was sitting on the curb, tilting his head and staring at the basketball under his feet.

Xia Fei called him vaguely: "Zhang Qingkai..."

Zhang Qingkai turned his head, with a smile on his face, but paused when he saw Xia Fei's appearance: "Why are you still wearing a mask?"

Xia Fei walked in front of him, Zhang Qingkai took one of his hands, and rubbed the back of his hand with his fingertips.

Xia Fei said: "I have a bit of a cold, I'm afraid I'll infect you."

Zhang Qingkai stood up and stretched out his hand to Xia Fei's ear: "I'm not afraid, let's catch a cold together."

Xia Fei didn't have time to hide, he stood there awkwardly, watching Zhang Qingkai put away his smile.

He stopped by the corner of Xia Fei's bruised mouth, breathing hard as if he was about to lose his breath in a second, and the root of his tooth was almost bitten off by himself: "How did you do it?"

Xia Fei knew that Zhang Qingkai was really on fire, so he honestly told what happened in the afternoon, and carefully analyzed it to Zhang Qingkai, "It's not bad for me, at least Li Qing can't get away easily."

Xia Fei stroked Zhang Qingkai's back: "You don't want to trouble Li Qing anymore, let's end this matter."

Zhang Qingkai spread his palms and pressed Xia Fei's head, he remained silent and did not answer.

Xia Fei closed his eyes, and rubbed Zhang Qingkai's shoulder with the side of his face that didn't hurt.

"Xia Fei." Zhang Qingkai said suddenly, "I'll tell you something."

Xia Fei raised his head, Zhang Qingkai's sharp-edged side face was already very masculine, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said dizzily, "You say."

Zhang Qingkai lured Xia Fei into a hidden corner like a thief.

Xia Fei only looked at the light from the street lamp outside, and when he looked up again, Zhang Qingkai's familiar face was already close to him.

Zhang Qingkai touched Xia Fei's lips, and the person under him visibly trembled three times.

Zhang Qingkai didn't continue anymore, he bent down, buried his head next to Xia Fei's shoulder and neck, and warmed Xia Fei's cold skin with his lips: "We all know some things, but if I don't say it first this time, I will I will regret it forever."

Xia Fei clutched the corners of Zhang Qingkai's clothes on both sides, nervously speechless.