[Wearing Books] School Bully Loves Little Milk Cake

The two tried their best to seize the time, but they were still a little late when they arrived in the classroom. It had been 5 minutes since the preparatory bell rang. Fortunately, the head teacher hadn't come to the class today to count the number of people.

After Jian Zhao sat down, he lay on the table and closed his eyes to meditate. Suddenly, his sleeves were pulled. When he looked up, Ke Ai was seriously lowering his head and breaking a large piece of chocolate into two, and handed the larger piece in front of Jian Zhao.

"Don't eat."

Jian Zhao turned his head to avoid it, Ke Ai persevered, Jian Zhao stared at his stubborn eyes, because he was too eager to rest and was too lazy to talk to him.

Bowing his head and taking the candy from Ke Ai's hand into his mouth, his thin lips inadvertently touched Ke Ai's fingertips, and Jian Zhao vigorously crushed the chocolate.

Satisfied Ke Ai, like a hamster nibbling on chocolate, the corners of his lips curled up. Chocolate is delicious and sweet, but if he eats too much, he will get greasy. Jian Zhao is willing to help him eat more than half of it. He is willing to be serious. and Jian Zhao are good friends.

After the evening self-study get out of class, the class teacher came to lead Ke Ai to the dormitory.

The dormitories were already arranged, and the number of people was just right. Suddenly, a transfer student came, and there was only a slightly smaller room on the east side of the dormitory building. It was originally a utility room. The other quadruple rooms are even more elaborate.

The homeroom teacher left after a few words of advice. Jian Zhao stood at the door, unable to tell why he gave up playing games and came here like a demon.

As soon as Jian Zhao walked to the door, before he could speak hastily, it suddenly became dark in front of his eyes. The circuit in the dormitory was aging, and there would be a power outage from time to time. I heard that it would be fully repaired for a while.

Taking advantage of Ke Ai not seeing him just now, Jian Zhao was going to turn around and leave. Before he moved, he heard a low sobbing sound coming from the darkness. He listened carefully and was sure it was from the dormitory. came.

"what happened?"

After asking this question, Jian Zhao took two steps into the dormitory. Ke Ai shrank to the corner at some point, and he could clearly see him trembling slightly through the moonlight outside the window, and the low-pitched weeping came to Jian Zhao one after another. in the ears.

Ke Ai is afraid of the dark, and even more afraid of dark and small environments. In short, it is similar to claustrophobia. When the power went out just while drying clothes, the conditioned reflex shrunk himself into a small ball and stayed in the corner.

He was kidnapped when he was a child, and he was stuffed into a suitcase and taken away. The small environment and the darkness that lasted for several hours made Ke Ai's fear of the dark almost engraved in his bones.

Jian Zhao squatted down in front of Ke Ai, who was not good at comforting others, stretched out his hand to pat his back stiffly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He is not a warm-hearted person, but he is really ruthless towards this obedient child, let it be if he doesn't see it, Jian Zhao can't be indifferent to what happened in front of him.

Putting his hand on Ke Ai's shoulder, he felt a burst of gravity in the next moment. Ke Ai heard a familiar voice and threw himself into his arms. Homeopathic pressure on his body.

At this time, the electricity came and the lights came on.

Ke Ai's eyes that had been washed by tears seemed extraordinarily clear, and there was still a teardrop hanging on the curly eyelashes.

Jian Zhao was knocked backwards, and his back touched a low stool, frowning in pain.

Ke Ai stared blankly at the light that was on, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly got up and reached out to support Jian Zhao. Jian Zhao came over after taking a bath, and he was only wearing a cotton T-shirt with a large neckline. , you can easily see the bruises on his shoulders.

"Does it hurt..."

A cautious voice came from the side, and Jian Zhao turned his head to take a look. The tears on Ke Ai's face were still wet, and his cautious and pitiful appearance unexpectedly made Jian Zhao feel soft-hearted, the softest corner of his heart It seemed that the cat's paw stepped on it lightly and heavily, and even made the heartbeat lose its rhythm.