My crush wants to make the same mistakes with me after rebirth

After the second period in the morning, it was time for running exercises. As soon as the bell rang, the students took off their coats one after another. Only Jiang Zhuo squatted beside Xie Jue with a helpless face.

Xie Jue gritted his teeth and tried hard to stand up, however, the moment his feet stepped on the ground, the pain caused his vision to go dark.

Fuck, what to do...

He lay down on Jiang Zhuo's back with a face of pain, and gave up on himself: "No...I can't stand up."

If it hurts to this extent, it is almost suspected of bone fracture.

Jiang Zhuo gave a faint "hmm", and after walking for a while, he asked again: "How much weight do you have?"

"About 120?" Although Xie Jue's stature has increased a bit from high school to college, his weight has always remained at this number. "Why...you can't carry it?"

"It's okay to carry it backwards." Jiang Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth and replied, "It's hard to carry it."

"..."

Fortunately, when they got to the bathroom, it wasn't overcrowded, so the two occupied the corner cubicle without hesitation.

After locking the door, Jiang Zhuo met Xie Jue's eyes through the light reflected on the wall, and then raised his chin slightly.

Xie Jue was as embarrassed as a boiled shrimp, and he was really ashamed to look at others. He looked away and asked softly, "Can you... grab my waist?"

So Jiang Zhuo put him down, and Xie Jue, who had just stepped on the ground, immediately yelled "Fuck!" in pain.

At this time, Jiang Zhuo reached out to wrap his arms around his waist.

But he was also ticklish, so he struggled lightly for a few times before desperately enduring it, "That..."

"What are you doing again?" Jiang Zhuo was obviously tormented enough.

"Can you cover your ears..." Xie Jue said embarrassingly.

He couldn't bear the thought of someone hearing everything clearly.

Jiang Zhuo let out a "tsk", his rare and abundant patience was exhausted at last, he frowned and urged: "I don't have hands, hurry up."

As soon as he was urged, his movements immediately sped up, he untied his belt and pulled down his pants, then raised his hands up to cover Jiang Zhuo's ears.

"Thank you!" Jiang Zhuo frowned angrily, "You fucking..."

"Hey, my hands are clean!" Of course he knew that Jiang Zhuo had a slight obsession with cleanliness.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo lowered his voice and asked, "Do you want to let go?"

"It's a big deal, I'll use wet wipes later..." Xie Jue could only continue to comfort him.

However, halfway through the conversation, he stopped talking.

Jiang Zhuo, that bastard, actually leaned close to his ear and whispered a soft "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) like coaxing a child.

Fuck!

Xie Jue's ears immediately turned red, and his body felt itchy as if an electric current had passed through it, "Don't..."

This is too fucking fucked!

"Jiang Zhuo." He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Will you fucking die as a human being?"

After tossing and tossing for a long time and finally finishing the matter, Jiang Zhuo condescendingly carried Xie Jue on his back and pushed the door open to go out.

However, for some reason, in the overcrowded bathroom, only a small space was left outside the cubicle they were in...

Ah... Xie Jue thought belatedly, the whole fuck was heard by others...

As far as their ambiguous conversation is concerned, anyone who hears it will think wrong!

"No!" he yelled unconsciously.

Immediately, the eyes of a large group of people were attracted by him.

Everyone just stared at him blankly.

Xie Jue remained silent after all, and he actually said something like "there is no silver 300 taels here" while lying on his back...

It's over, it's over, it's over.

"It's nothing, wash your hands." Jiang Zhuo urged him after washing his hands by the way.

So Xie Jue hurriedly moved his hand over and rubbed it vigorously, wishing he could flee the scene immediately.

It wasn't until after throwing him back to the classroom that Jiang Zhuo took off his coat and rushed towards the playground.

Xie Jue's face was still red, and after taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down, he stretched out his hand to touch his ankle, which had turned purple to black.

When both feet are injured, crutches can't save me, even if I can use a wheelchair, I still need someone to help me when I want to go to the toilet...

That was too embarrassing.

The special music for running exercises was played, and the voice of students shouting slogans came from the square.

When he used to do exercises, he always wanted to hang dots on his legs, but now that he is really disabled, he begins to long to sway the sweat of youth.

However, in fact, sweat cannot be shed, and it will only be taken back to the classroom by a group of teenagers.

"Why are you sweating while running this day?" Zhu Wen picked up a book and began to fan the wind.

"Have you never learned about global warming?" Su Rui also took out a tissue to wipe off his sweat, "This year is still a warm winter, so the sports meeting has been postponed for half a month."

Hearing this, Xie Jue's reaction was not small, "Is the sports meeting postponed?"

Su Rui nodded, "I heard from Yan Shou, he probably heard it from his father."

Xie Jue frowned. Duan Chang's son said so, so it must not be groundless, "Why the delay? Just because of the warm winter?"

"No, it seems that the school is going to renovate the plastic track a little bit recently." Su Rui replied, "Hey, no, why is student Xiao Xie so concerned about the sports meeting?"

Can he not care!

In his previous life, he almost went into shock because of the inhumane 3000-meter long-distance race in the sports meeting. He thought that he could escape the disaster with a sprained ankle, but he delayed it!

"I...I love sports." He sneered.

At this time, Liang Chao, the sports committee member who had just reported his running scores, happened to come in from the back door of the classroom, "That's a good feeling. After the top ten singers pass by, it's almost time to prepare for the sports meeting. Come find me."

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

Xie Jue immediately shook his head and waved his hands with a grin, "No, no, my hooves are probably powerless..."

"There is still more than a month. Your feet should be ready by the time of the sports meeting." Liang Chao blinked and smiled, "It doesn't matter, the important thing is to participate."

That's why he was coaxed and deceived by Liang Chao back then to sign up, although... part of the reason was that Jiang Zhuo participated in the competition.

But the situation is different now, there is no need for him to chase after Jiang Zhuo, so why bother to suffer.

"But..." Zhu Wen found a bag of yogurt out of nowhere and sucked it up, "Student Xie's foot is injured like this, it will be very difficult for you to go to the gymnasium to rehearse in the future."

"Just get used to it a few days before the game." Jiang Zhuo glanced at him calmly, "As long as his rhythm doesn't make mistakes, there will be no problem."

Xie Jue couldn't help but rolled his eyes and snorted coldly, who did he look down on.

At this time, the class bell rang, and the classroom returned to silence.

Class teacher Huang Yixin pushed the door into the classroom with a haggard face.

The head teacher of class one is a young female teacher who graduated from a prestigious school and has experience studying abroad, so she does not have a strong local flavor when she speaks English.

Perhaps because of the relatively small age difference, Teacher Huang and his classmates have become both teachers and friends.

At this time, everyone saw that her face was not good-looking, so they were concerned: "Teacher, are you feeling well?"

Teacher Huang forced a smile and shook his head, then said after a pause: "I have already approved the results of the English quiz last time, some students need to cheer up, otherwise they may be transferred to the second class or even the third class next semester." go."

"Isn't someone with [-] points in the exam who can be 'bad' in Class [-]?" Zhang Yang said with a puckered mouth.

Hearing this, Guan Taiduo, his deskmate, smiled, "You donate a building to the school if you have the ability."

"..." Xie Jue gritted his teeth. At first, he wanted to bear one thing and save the other, but when he turned his head, he felt that he had endured it in his previous life, so why should he let others gossip now?

So he stared in the direction of Zhang Yang and the other two and replied, "Hey, do you think my family's money is blown from the sky? Donate the building if you say donate it?"

"Okay, okay." Mr. Huang advised with his forehead, "What about donating buildings, where did you hear about it, it's nothing like that."

Zhang Yang seemed still not convinced, and muttered in a low voice: "Then can he not go to other classes with his grades?"

Teacher Huang sighed softly, "It's because the teacher gave the reserved quota to Xie Jue. Don't talk about this, Zhou Tingmu, come and help the teacher distribute the test papers..."

After such a small episode, Xie Jue couldn't listen to this class at all.

Once people get bored, they can make up any kind of rumors.

Even if their family is really rich, there is no building in the whole school that costs less than [-] million yuan. How can this be a sum that can be thrown away with just a pocket?

The whole fucking brain has a hole.

Xie Jue seemed really annoyed by the rumors, he was so absent-minded during the two classes that he didn't even notice the bell rang, and his empty eyes were still on the blackboard.

"You guys go, just pack something for us and come back." Jiang Zhuo said to the two people in front.

So Zhu Wen made an "ok" gesture, pulled Su Rui, and immediately ran towards the cafeteria.

Xie Jue couldn't help feeling emotional when he heard the sound of footsteps passing by in a hurry.

He used to be the No.1 eater for whatever he was doing.

It's good now, I can't even rank up for dinner.

"To the infirmary?" Jiang Zhuo asked, reaching out and knocking on his desk.

He nodded lightly, his eyes still drifting forward in a daze.

It turns out that it is not only himself who has been pitied all the time, but probably also his parents' parents who eagerly hope that their son will become a dragon.

"Thank you." Jiang Zhuo couldn't help frowning slightly and shouted, "What are you thinking?"

Although Xie Jue only lived a life of eating and drinking in college, he was more or less matured by this small society, so that now when he was 17 years old again, there was a little bit of a different taste in his eyes .

This is the result of the unforgiving years, and the pain and vicissitudes are forced into the youth.

He withdrew his gaze, sighed inaudibly, and then reached out to cover the test paper, "No..."

"Zhang Yang overestimated you." Jiang Zhuo still caught a glimpse of the huge red number "6".

It's still twenty points, not even double digits.

For a subject like English, which has 55 multiple-choice questions, it is not possible for ordinary people to score only six points.

Xie Jue glared at him as if out of breath.

Hey, that's all, what he said was right, he thought with his mouth puckered and his head shaking.

Jiang Zhuo stared at him condescendingly for a while, then suddenly said: "Xie Jue, you have changed."

???

Xie Jue looked up at him blankly.

Although the process of changing from a college student to a high school student was very sudden, after carefully recalling it for a while, he still thinks that he has not shown any flaws.

However, Jiang Zhuo didn't intend to point out his changes one by one, but reached out and rubbed his head, and then slowly squatted down in front of him and said: "Don't change too much, most…"

"Always liked me."

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