[Zhu Chaoyang X Zhang Dongsheng] If everything starts over again

Chaoyang is my favorite student.

The introverted, shy, age-inappropriate Cheng Fu, the student who dared to blackmail him with the two children, finally drove him to a dead end.

debt collector.

Nervously, he wiped the floor with a brush frantically. If someone with sharp fear heard it, he would probably get goosebumps. The brush rubbed against the floor like countless bugs crawling over it. There were no traces of his blood, and the room was sprayed with good-smelling perfume, but he was still lying on the ground, obsessive-compulsive, and dawdling over and over again, as if there was something special on the ground that must be wiped clean.

The blood was cleaned up, but there were traces of life left by people everywhere in the room. The toothbrush he bought for Zhu Chaoyang, the dark blue slippers exactly like him, a few simple jeans and white T in the cabinet, and the book next to the bed. He could throw all the rose specimens that Zhu Chaoyang gave him, and he could throw them out of his own mind, but he didn't do anything, and fell on the bed, thinking that he forgot to put some money in Zhu Chaoyang when he left.

He is not a person who is easy to feel guilty. It seems that he soon came out of this inexplicable depression, went to work step by step, and then returned to the eastern suburbs, eating and sleeping alone, but there would be no one to pick him up. Got to get up early to catch the bus.In the past, I always felt that the two of us slept in a crowded bed, but now it was so big and frightening. I was not afraid of bumping into anyone when I tossed and turned, but my heart was empty.

This kind of routine life can kill a person's fighting spirit, and it can also make the program in the brain think according to its own ideas, not to think wildly, but occasionally someone will ask, why haven't you seen your good-looking brother come to pick you up recently?

Cruel facts always burst out from time to time in the life of a frog boiled in warm water, slashing my heart.

Zhang Dongsheng was as dull as he suddenly realized that there was no longer a scooter motorcycle parked under that tree, and there was no longer a dazzling young man holding a helmet, restrained but unable to hide the joy in his eyes, and said, "Brother ,your get off work is done."

Zhu Chaoyang was completely removed from his life, time gradually blurred, he would doubt whether this person really existed, only occasionally seeing a similar figure from the back on the street, he would be in a daze for a few seconds, the reborn him finally came back to life as he wished. Get on the right track of life and return to a peaceful life.

On this day, he entered the classroom with the lesson plan as usual, and the trial class was full of immature faces, except for an uninvited guest who was about 24 or [-] years old sitting in the corner.

Zhang Dongsheng's hand holding his glasses stopped, and fleeting astonishment flashed in his eyes. He looked across five or six rows of students from a distance——

Zhu Chaoyang lost a lot of weight, his hair was shaved into a short inch, fresh and wild, his eyes hit him directly, without hiding it.

It seems that after such a long distance and such a long time, everything has changed, but nothing has changed.

He is still him.

Zhang Dongsheng didn't stop his eyes, calmly picked up the chalk and wrote on the blackboard, and began to explain today's content.

It’s just the first time that I got a wrong answer at the end of a question. This question is beyond the standard for junior high school students, and the students didn’t see it. It was the older “junior high school student” in the corner who bravely raised his hand to point out the teacher’s mistake .

Zhu Chaoyang looked greedily at the people on the podium, his upturned eyes were hidden in the glasses frames, and his slender legs were wrapped under the suit pants, making his pg even more upright, not missing a single point, as if he hadn't seen him for a long time It was deeply etched in his mind, and at the same time, he also noticed Zhang Dongsheng's trembling hand pinching the chalk.

—He is tense.

Zhu Chaoyang had imagined many possibilities, but Zhu Chaoyang's reaction was unexpected. Zhang Dongsheng seemed to have always been calm and calm, not fluctuating for anyone's emotions. This kind of bewildered look was purely cute on him.

Zhu Chaoyang didn't dare to go back to the eastern suburbs to look for him, and he didn't go directly to the office. Only in class, Zhang Dongsheng couldn't blatantly drive him out.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Zhu Chaoyang moved to the podium for fear that people would run away, but the people on the podium cleaned up the desk slowly, without any intention of hiding from people, as if they were waiting on purpose.

As if he was indeed waiting, Zhu Chaoyang was delayed for a few seconds by being stepped on by a female student, and he also stopped his movements.

"Long time no see." Zhu Chaoyang's feet stopped under the podium.

Zhang Dongsheng only took one look at him, then moved away, put the book in his arm and walked out, "Come out."

Walking to the quieter tea room, Zhang Dongsheng took the thermos cup to fetch hot water, and Zhu Chaoyang followed behind as if he was being punished.

Steaming water flowed out of the bucket, and Zhu Chaoyang felt his throat burn when he saw it. He really didn't understand why elderly people like to drink hot water. He only likes to drink cold and aerated water. Hot water is really hard to swallow. It reminded him of the days when he was forced to drink hot milk by Zhou Chunhong when he was a child. He disdains this middle-aged man's health preservation method of soaking goji berries in a thermos, but if this is Zhang Dongsheng, he likes it.

Zhu Chaoyang thought wildly for a while, the sound of water stopped, and then raised his head, Zhang Dongsheng was blowing on the water glass while observing him.

What Zhu Chaoyang couldn't stand the most was that Zhang Dongsheng looked at him seriously, his eyes seemed to be filled with water, and his face was reflected in the water.

So he touched his nose a little embarrassed, and joked, "Brother, do I suit this hairstyle very well?"

Zhang Dongsheng actually nodded, "It's very suitable."

Zhu Chaoyang was even more embarrassed, and scratched his head, "It's not like a prisoner in a labor camp, is it?"

Zhang Dongsheng covered the water glass, walked out, and looked at him again before going out, "Looks like a hooligan."

In the back row of the taxi, the two of them were silent for a distance, and neither of them had the desire to speak. Zhu Chaoyang looked sideways.

"I sold the motorcycle." Zhu Chaoyang didn't look back, his face was reflected in the glass, "I don't know if there will be a chance to pick you up from get off work in the future."

"I plan to buy a car in a while." Zhang Dongsheng said.

"Oh." Zhu Chaoyang moved slightly and nodded, "It's good." A sour feeling welled up in his heart.

Zhang Dongsheng was silent for a while, then added, "It's not safe to ride a motorcycle all the time."

Back in the eastern suburbs, the house was still neat and tidy, well-organized, very meticulous in the "Zhang Dongsheng" style, the memory of the last time I was here was not very good, so he was quite surprised to see that his things were still there, and laughed at himself, "I Thought you threw it all away."

"What do you want to eat?" Zhang Dongsheng didn't respond directly, and put down his backpack to wash his hands.

"Don't be busy, I'll leave after a while." Zhu Chaoyang continued flipping through his things.

This time it was Zhang Dongsheng's turn to be surprised, "So anxious?"

"I have something to do in a while, and the master doesn't seem to welcome me. No matter how thick-skinned I am, I'm too embarrassed to stay here." Zhu Chaoyang said awkwardly.

Zhang Dongsheng touched his lips, "You are welcome."

Then you don't even have a smiling face.Zhu Chaoyang muttered the words in his heart, but said, "Well, I do have something to do."

"Okay." Zhang Dongsheng took the washed fruit and sat on the sofa opposite him, "Eat some fruit."

"I met a bookstore owner during this period of time, she is very kind," Zhu Chaoyang said to himself, "Thanks to her, I saved half of my life. Seeing that I have no one to rely on, let me work there. No identity card."

He stated the thrilling experience of more than a month in a flat manner, and had unreasonable expectations to imagine how Zhang Dongsheng would react.

There was not a single flaw on that dull face, a silent bystander, who just responded appropriately, what bookstore and where it is, it's pretty good.

"Since I appeared," Zhu Chaoyang looked at his indifferent face, which hurt more than when he was stabbed with a knife, and sighed, "You never asked me whether I was dead or alive during this time, and where to go?" Well, how are you doing, I really have no status with you."

"Aren't you sitting here safe and sound?" Zhang Dongsheng explained.

Zhu Chaoyang opened his mouth and sneered, "Is this the same as asking yourself? Zhang Dongsheng, you are so cruel. Really, is it true that you won't shed a tear when I die?"

He rubbed his eyes with a smile, stood up firmly, and left without looking back.

"Chaoyang." Zhang Dongsheng stopped him.

Zhu Chaoyang stopped, did not turn his head completely, drooping eyelashes wet, "You let me prove how much I love you, I can kill someone for you, but in fact, everything I do is not worth it at all."

Descartes died of a heart attack.

The summer in Ningzhou is coming to an end. When no one was ready, the sky was caught off guard by the cold, and the evening wind blew up to change the seasons, as if summer had never passed.

As the boy walked all the way, the mottled shadows of the trees swayed from time to time, meeting the slanting shadow left by him, and tasting the dampness of the early autumn rain.

At seven or eight o'clock, there were only two or three customers in the bookstore. The owner, Sister Hong, was a single woman in her early thirties who was still charming. It's a day off."

"It's not interesting, come back and help." Zhu Chaoyang's voice was muffled, and he picked up a stack of unopened books at the door of the store, "New arrivals? Where do you put them?"

"Take one and put it in the encyclopedia bookcase, and move the rest to the warehouse." Sister Hong watched thoughtfully as he took out a book and put it in the bookcase, then plunged into the warehouse, and walked out after a while.

This kid is usually very diligent. Although sometimes he asks her for leave and doesn't know what to do, but he is never ambiguous in his hard work, and he has insight. This bookstore is exhausted by relying on her as a single woman. One of them doesn't pay. A cheap coolie who can manage food and housing, not to mention he is a handsome guy, so he can keep his eyes. Since Zhu Chaoyang was hired in her small bookstore, the number of female customers has increased significantly. When she came, she only asked Zhu Chaoyang to introduce books. There is a little problem. She made up for her losses, and she made money.

It's just that sometimes when she sees some [-] or [-]-year-old Hanchun girls blushing and asking Zhu Chaoyang about things, she can't help but sigh, but it's a pity that this handsome guy likes men, otherwise she would have done it long ago. A chance for a girl.

That night, when she was taking inventory in the store, it closed a little late, and a boy covered in blood suddenly poured in, which frightened her.

If this died in her shop, not to mention bad luck, he would be in trouble, so he quickly called an ambulance.

The boy was stabbed ten centimeters in the abdomen, within three centimeters he injured his internal organs, and lost a lot of blood. Fortunately, he was saved in time. Sister Hong was afraid that she would call the police. When he came out, he still said loudly, sister, don't call the police, that's my brother, don't call the police, I don't want to cause trouble for him.

It was only later that I found out that the elder brother he was talking about was the one he liked.Zhu Chaoyang doesn't often bring up his personal affairs, but occasionally when there are lesson plans or exercises related to mathematics in the store, he will ask the students who come to see the questions if they are from the Children's Palace. He, my sister will give you a day off, but Zhu Chaoyang shook his head. He asked me to prove how much I like him, and I can't see him until the matter is done.

Why is the relationship between men and men so hypocritical?Miss Hong rolled her eyes.

He came to her this morning, holding a sign-up form for the Trial Mathematics Class in the Children's Palace, and said he was going to find his brother.

Sister Hong waved her fan and joked, "Is it done?"Tsk tsk, you really have perseverance, and you have a playful face in vain.

But his expression when he came back... No matter how you look at it, he seems to have hit a wall again. What kind of vixen is his brother, who hurt people like this, stabbed the liver and tortured the heart, Sister Hong really wanted to see it, and then... Ask for a secret to flirting with fresh meat.

"What's the matter with you, you look half-dead." Sister Hong poked him with her fan, "The meeting didn't go well?"

"He... still has the same attitude." Zhu Chaoyang didn't want to say more, he carried the remaining few stacks of books into the warehouse, and went to the last few rows of bookshelves to sort out the books that had been messed up by customers one by one. have to.

Sister Hong sighed. There are [-] characters in the world, but love characters hurt people the most.

"Hello," a gentle man walked in from the depths of the night, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "I'm looking for Zhu Chaoyang, is he there?"

"Ah..." The woman's strong intuition shook her heart instantly, and a conjecture that was ready to come out, suppressed the excitement, and calmly replied, "It seems, I'll call him."

Walking to the third bookshelf, Zhu Chaoyang was still sitting on the floor sorting books without knowing it. Sister Hong squatted down and gave him a hammer, and said in a low voice, "Your brother is here."

Zhu Chaoyang's eyes tightened, apparently in disbelief, so he stood up and looked forward, and the person who was flipping through the books on the shelf by the door—it really was Zhang Dongsheng.

Sister Hong stealthily dragged him down again, with a sinister smile on her face, "Stinky boy! Here's your chance, cooperate later, you want to know if he likes you, right? It's up to you."

After she finished speaking, she put her curly hair aside, exposing her collarbone and sizable chest, took Zhu Chaoyang's stiff arm, and walked out with a smile.