I quietly watch you play

The campus buildings of Yingtai Lejin are a group of red brick buildings with a strong British style. The multiple herringbone sloping roofs, rounded top floors, arched high windows and wide depths give people a solemn and sacred feeling.

Zhou Wei was smoking in the empty corridor, behind him was a tall and majestic teaching building like a church, and the setting sun in the west cast a thick shadow over him, and from a distance, he could only see a touch of bright red and a little flickering light on his body. fire.

The melodious school bell resounded throughout the campus, the gray shadows of pigeons streaked across the lead-colored sky, the lanterns on the porch gradually lit up, and a group of three or five students wearing Yingtai's crimson school uniforms came out of the teaching building, standing tall. The iron branch gates were opened to both sides, and the students' cars lined up and gradually passed by the gate.

There was the sound of trampling footsteps coming from far and near behind, and Zhou Wei exhaled a puff of smoke mixed with white breath.

At this time, students either go through the main road to go out of the gate to go home after school, or turn right and go to the restaurant for dinner through the south corridor. Only a few people will take the north corridor to temporarily return to the dormitory building.

It couldn't be that the school superintendent came here to punish him for violating the school rules for smoking, he wasn't a minor anymore.

The footsteps stopped behind Zhou Wei, and Zhou Lei asked him in a deep voice, "Are you still planning to go home?"

A beam of dim light penetrated the edge of the bell tower, and the slender figure of the young man leaned down from behind and cast it on the stone brick floor that Zhou Wei could see with his lowered eyes. The disproportionately elongated figure made the figure a bit fragile.

Zhou Wei took a puff of smoke, turned her head, looked at her younger brother, and smiled: "I just don't want to see you guys unhappy."

Zhou Chen always had an expression of indisputable disappointment, Ji Qing looked at him with irrelevant pity, his father turned a blind eye to him, and even his closest brother... also learned to speak to him in this tone, his expression It also absorbed the essence of grandpa and mother, cold and contemptuous.

So, why did he go back?Pin their loathing?

"Do you think it's enough for you to be happy?" Zhou Lei questioned with trembling tone, he was getting angry, and his suppressed anger was getting hotter: "It's fun to raise starlets outside, hang out with those trash, skip classes, go racing... ?!"

"Okay," Zhou Lei nodded heavily, clenched his hands that were originally in his trouser pockets, and was tightly restrained by his side: "You can lie in the mud and be your second ancestor, no one will Force you!"

"Why do you have to provoke Yu Chengdu? The Yu family has shelved the financing plan of Peony City, are you happy!"

"Grandpa and mom are guarding your Peony City with great care all day long, are you happy!"

The smoke at Zhou Wei's fingertips flicked, and the long ash fell, and was taken away by the night wind before it fell into dust, scattered without a trace.

Yu Cheng, that bastard!

There were students passing by outside the corridor, seeing the two brothers of the Zhou family arguing and detouring, they couldn't help but slow down their pace and peek sideways, whispering.

"roll!"

Zhou Lei turned his head and stared at those eyes in the dark. He didn't have Zhou Wei's notoriety in Yingtai, and he rarely had a presence in Dan Yang's circle of princes. Everyone only thought he was a low-key, high-cold concubine, with a little bit of at most The black core of the son who lives hard and tastes courage.

No one thought that the first person who dared to stand up to challenge Zhou Wei, the devil king of the world, would be Zhou Lei. After all, his elder brother could do nothing else, and the only patience and gentleness he had were given to his younger brother.

Zhou Lei was bullied at school, even a little humiliation that he didn't care about, Zhou Wei would intensify and take revenge for him. He was responsive to Zhou Lei, which was the main reason why others dared not look down on Zhou Lei.

So... It's really a pity that I can't see the scene where the brothers fight against the wall!The onlookers walked reluctantly, like slow motion.

"Xiao Lei..."

Zhou Wei got up, pinched out the cigarette butt with her white fingertips, raised her hand and took a step forward.

The light in his eyes dimmed, but the background was warm. This was a gesture of reconciliation. He was used to stepping up to his younger brother when he was angry and giving him a comforting hug.

"Why aren't you Pei Chuan?"

Zhou Lei's rambling interrogation nailed Zhou Wei in place.

Why am I not Pei Chuan?It turns out that the elder brother that Xiao Lei has always wanted is also a big tree like Brother Chuan who can take responsibility for him and shelter him from the wind and rain; it turns out that the elder brother that Xiao Lei has always wanted is not him——

The people closest to you often know your pain the best. You don't need a long knife and a sharp blade, just a tiny needle can hit the vital point, and the blood will not stop.

A ray of warmth in Zhou Wei's eyes suddenly turned cold and disappeared. He was like a small animal that was driven back by some raptor at the corner of a cliff, and there was no way out behind him.

Zhou Wei tilted his head slightly, let out an almost inaudible low smile, raised his eyes to look directly at Zhou Lei's gaze, and at that moment, the latter felt a kind of shyness of running away.

"Why am I not Pei Chuan? Because you don't want me to be that kind of person at all," Zhou Wei said in a low voice, even calmly: "Don't you really want me to rot into a lump of mud that can never be pasted on the wall? I am like this now Aren't you happy?" "Don't argue, Xiaolei, I'm a worthless waste in front of you, Peony City is for you, take it—"

Zhou Wei's brows tightened, as if she was annoyed at what she said just now, but it was hard to stop, who couldn't find one or two pain points of the other party?

He turned around lazily, instinctively wanting to avoid these unnecessary disputes. He belongs to the mountains, rivers, flowers and trees, and the world of mortals, but he doesn't want to belong to the battle, especially the battle between relatives and blood.

Bah!

Zhou Wei only felt that one side of his face was numb, his body lost his center of gravity and fell to the other side, and the cold and hard stone brick floor crushed his head and face.

He couldn't think at all for a few seconds, the only perception of the outside world was the fine and tingling numbness on his left cheek, Zhou Lei was clenching his fists in his blurred vision, and he couldn't figure out how to comprehend such a scene and What kind of connection should exist between perceptions.

There was only such a brief moment of tranquility, and before the mouths that were hidden under the eyes tightly covered by the palms had time to let out a trace of surprise, a mysterious figure flashed by Zhou Wei's side.

Bah!

Zhou Lei's whole body was overturned by the huge force, and he fell backwards.

Ah—the onlookers huddled together and exclaimed, hiding in the shadow of the bushes, what is the plot of this scene like a fighting arcade? !

Zhou Wei almost subconsciously raised his hand to hug the leg of the person who attacked Zhou Lei. It has become an instinct to protect his brother who is two years younger than him, even though he is no longer needed.

That person is tall, so his legs are also very long. Zhou Wei feels that if he kicks these long legs again, he may not have to go to school for a long time.

However, the man bowed down and put his hands behind Zhou Wei's back in a protective posture.

Zhou Wei raised his eyes and met Jiang Xiaoqi's gaze.

He lowered his head again in a panic, a surge of warmth gushing down his nostrils, crackling and splashing blood on the gray-white stone bricks.

Zhou Lei got up angrily, and instinctively wanted to fight back to pour out the embers of anger in his heart. When he saw Zhou Wei fell to his knees, a large stream of nosebleeds gushed out of his pale face, as if he had been sprayed by the magma that burned him. up, exuding blazing pain.

Zhou Lei picked up the schoolbag that was thrown on the ground, turned around and strode away.

"Is it Zhou's bodyguard, the one Zhou Wei took?" Someone whispered in the dark.

"Of course not. Do Zhou Wei's bodyguards dare to attack his brother? Isn't Zhou Lei from the Zhou family?"

"It's not Pei Qin and the others. I don't think I've seen them before..."

"Don't lower your head! It's okay, show me," Jiang Xiaoqi raised Zhou Wei's face, and he used his eyes to search for the girl with mineral water in his hand that he saw just now: "Water!"

The girl paused in bewilderment, and immediately ran over knowingly, not forgetting to help unscrew the bottle cap and hand it to Jiang Xiaoqi.

Jiang Xiaoqi took out the men's handkerchief in his pocket, wet it with clean water, and carefully wiped the blood on Zhou Wei's face: "Press here, get up slowly, are you dizzy?"

Zhou Wei obediently let him play like a marionette, and was supported by his arms to sit on a chair in the corridor.

"You don't need to raise your head, it will be fine in a while." Jiang Xiaoqi's voice was gentle, and the rage that he just fought back for Zhou Wei was gone.

He turned over the blood-stained handkerchief, soaked it, squeezed water, and wiped it on Zhou Wei's forehead, so that the bleeding capillaries would shrink quickly to stop the bleeding.

Even though Zhou Wei didn't have his own bleeding problem, seeing Da Tan's blood gushing out, he was still unavoidably nervous.

Zhou Wei leaned against the pillar of the porch, took out a roll of paper towels and stuffed them in his nostrils. The flow was no longer there. He saw some dark red stains on Jiang Xiaoqi's skirt, and he said in a nasal voice: "Clothes, by I got dirty."

Jiang Xiaoqi didn't care about the blood stains on his hands, raised his hands and unbuttoned him to take off his clothes.

Zhou Weixin said that there is no need to be so disgusted, just throw it in front of her...

Then, the coat that was taken off was put on Zhou Wei's body.

"Are you too poor to afford a coat? Wear it well." Jiang Xiaoqi helped him rebutton the buttons one by one.

A very ordinary quilted jacket, the lining is dyed with the body temperature of its owner, tolerant and warm.

"Let's go, get up slowly."

Zhou Wei was wrapped around his shoulders and embraced by him. This is a common intimate gesture among male classmates, but there is something different. Instead of wrapping the arms around the shoulders and hooking them around the neck, they embrace the entire shoulders, a kind of support and Protect.

But this special treatment didn't last long, Jiang Xiaoqi's car was parked at the door, and Zhou Wei consciously walked around to the driver's seat.

"This way," Jiang Xiaoqi drove him into the co-driver again, and closed the door.

Zhou Wei belatedly asked, "Have you got your driver's license?"

"Today, just now." Jiang Xiaoqi stepped on the brake, pressed the ignition button, lifted the handbrake, shifted gears, released the brake and turned the steering wheel... The movements were standard and coherent, not like what Zhou Wei taught.

"It's the first time to carry people, I'm a little nervous, you play the disc and listen to it yourself." It means that he can't concentrate on chatting.

It just so happened that Zhou Wei didn't want to chat, he nestled shapelessly in the leather seat, his forehead was leaning against the car window, and outside was the flowing night light and shadow.

Those splendor and colors were fleeting in his clear pupils, leaving nothing behind.

Some wounds are not felt when they burst, and the deepest pain is only hit after the aftertaste——

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Take a day off on Saturday, see you on Sunday!