hold peck

Like all schools, the school doctor's office in the letter is also an extremely tasteless existence.

If you have a cold and fever, you only have hot water, and if you have a scratch or a broken leg, you only have alcohol. If the scratch reaches the point where you have a fever, Teacher Fang from the school infirmary will mix alcohol with water to persuade your classmates to physically cool you down.

"Mr. Fang, don't bother, you can rest outside."

Xu Peng is not tall, but his body proportions are well proportioned, like a small tree.

Fang Xin had always had a good impression of him, so she agreed and sat outside with a smile.

Xu Si was sitting on the small bed in a daze, with several layers of gauze wrapped around his left hand on his knee.

Fortunately, the infirmary just purchased a batch of iodophor yesterday.

Not far from him, Cheng Jiao was lying on the back of the chair and yawning.

As soon as Xu Peck walked into the room, the strange boy in the corner raised his head and laughed: "Brother!"

Xu Peck: "..."

Xu Si still didn't respond.

He didn't come to school for half a semester, and after one class, Xu Si kicked his deskmate over in public.

After hearing the news, Xu Peck ran upstairs, but what he saw was quite different from what he imagined.

The back of the classroom in Grade [-] and [-] was indeed a mess, but Xu Si, who caused all this, sat obediently in his seat.

Xu Peck was at the door and couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could see a boy squatting in front of Xu Si, who was holding Xu Si's hand as if no one was there, and asked him seriously: "Why is your hand bleeding? ?”

Xu Si cut his wrist twice.

But he didn't cut his wrists this time.

He didn't react when Cheng Jiao asked him, and was still in a daze looking at the bloodstains on his hands who didn't know when they appeared.

Before going out this morning, he fell in the bathroom, and scratched the side of Fang Rui's bathtub with his palm, which turned out to be still bleeding.

A person must be so isolated from the outside world that he can't even notice his own flesh and blood wounds.

At the door of the class, Xu Peck's hands holding the door frame were trembling.

"Xu Peck."

The young man staring out of the window suddenly made a sound, but his gaze was still on the locust tree outside the window.

Or he didn't even see the locust tree clearly.

"You don't care about me anymore."

They haven't spoken for a long time.

Xu Peck didn't come in, but stood at the door of the infirmary, answering in his usual calm tone.

"impossible."

Although the tone is fine, it sounds trembling slightly.

Xu Si stopped talking.

The room was so quiet that the drop of a needle could sound like thunder.

Cheng Jiao looked at the silent Xu Peck, then at the silent Xu Si, looked left, right, and finally saw Xu Si clenched his white palm slightly through the bottom of the wine bottle Then, he turned his gaze back to Xu Peck.

"Brother, let me take you out!"

smiling.

After all, nothing really happened to Xu Si, Xu Peck lowered his eyelids for two seconds, nodded, turned around and left first.

"Little Xu Peck, you're leaving."

Fang Xin poked out a gentle smile from behind the computer screen: "Come to play often."

Teacher Fang in the infirmary of Xinzhong School is the best-looking female teacher in this school.

Some say it's a lie, some say you're farting.

It was the same person who said "fart" and spread the rumors—Xu Peck's class teacher, Li Musen, who taught English.

"goodbye teacher."

Xu Peck nodded politely, followed by a little psycho.

"Teacher, I'll be right back to play!"

Cheng Jiao smiled and followed Xu Peck out the door.

He really sent it off, and sent it to the gate of the logistics building where the school medical office is located, waved his hands and said goodbye happily: "Goodbye, brother!"

Xu Peck had never seen this boy before, but the scene he saw at the door of the classroom was impressive enough.

What's more, Xu Si hated others approaching him the most, and Cheng Jiao not only approached him, but also held Xu Si's hand unscathed.

Although the table was kicked over, he didn't have any books, so it didn't matter!

"Why did you call me brother?" Xu Peck's eyes softened.

Cheng Jiao tilted his head, as if he didn't quite understand his confusion.

"You are my brother at the same table, isn't that also my brother?"

The tone was so natural that Xu Peck was speechless.

He sighed and gave in: "Then, I ask you one thing."

"I won't let others bully my deskmate." Cheng Jiao answered quickly.

Xu Peck was stunned.

The young man standing in front of him was more than a head taller than himself, and everyone said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, so two wine bottle bottoms were placed on the bridge of his nose, hiding Cheng Jiao's eyes in the mosquito-repellent coils with comic visual effects back.

He smiled and showed a mouthful of straight white teeth, so white that it dazzled the eyes.

"I swear."

On the third day of Xu Si's birthday, Xu Si returned to school, and Xu Peck skipped class again, but this time he had a reason.

"Teacher, I want to go out and buy some study materials."

The boy's tone was neither humble nor overbearing, neither sad nor happy. Li Musen looked at him and said "Oh": "Okay, I'll write you a note."

It went surprisingly well.

Xu Peck took the first leave approval slip in his life that did not rely on Xu Ji'an's successful application, bowed to the class teacher, turned and left.

He had good ears, and the second he closed the door, he just heard Li Musen yawn and muttered in a low voice: "I finally got this excuse."

Xu Peck: "?"

Not an excuse.This time it's really not an excuse.

The mid-term exam is coming up next week, and next semester will be divided into arts and sciences. The two major exams in this semester are very heavy. Xu Peck is not a person who does not work hard on his own ability, but his way of working hard is different from others.

Xu Peck likes to study alone without being disturbed.

There are many kinds of top students, all of which are more or less eccentric.

In the week before each exam, except for the new content of the professor, Xu Peck would not continue to listen to the teacher's review part, but would concentrate on doing the questions by himself.

Because of this habit, when he was in junior high school, he was called to the office for "disrespecting the teacher".

"Xu Peck, the teacher knows that you study well and are confident, but that's not how you learn. The teacher has taught for more than ten years and has more experience than you. You have to systematically keep up with the teacher's rhythm to better grasp the knowledge framework. If you do it in your own way, you may be able to maintain good grades once or twice, but do you study only for one exam grade?"

Indeed it is.

This answer is a bit blocking, and it is even more disrespectful to the teacher to say it.

Xu Peck thought for a while, then calmly asked the teacher, "Then why didn't you call Deng Yingzhen?"

The teacher was stunned: "What did you say?"

Xu Peck said word by word: "Deng Yingzhen is also doing problems in class, but why didn't you call him? Is it just because his academic performance is relatively average?"

"..." The teacher was a little annoyed, "Are you still talking back? You are the number one and he is the number one? If you don't lead well, the students in the class will of course follow you!"

She still didn't quite understand what Xu Peck wanted to say.

Xu Peck does problems in class and after class, and has a withdrawn personality.

Deng Yingzhen also does problems in class and after class, and has a withdrawn personality.

They are obviously the same person, but their academic performance has become the whole criterion for judging a person. In the eyes of the teacher, only Xu Peck's light and Xu Peck's disobedience can be seen.

Isn't it sad?

The teacher was still angrily waiting for his response.

Xu Peck looked out of the window, and calmly made a short answer: "What about them, what does it have to do with me."

Xu Peck has the ability to seal himself in a quiet eggshell in a noisy world, but this ability has often failed in recent days.

He couldn't calm down at school, so he had to leave the school.

I just didn't expect it to be so chaotic outside the school.

Just as Xu Peck came out of the book store, he was holding a bag of newly bought exercise books in his hand. At the corner of the alley, he encountered another group of thieves.

"Boy, hand over all your money."

What standard street bullying.

Xu Peck took out the seven-eight yuan that the clerk gave him just now from his pocket, and stretched out the banknotes and coins together: "Here."

"..."

The head boss dyed his hair red, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed: "Are you fucking courting death?"

how is this possible.

Xu Peck took the money back: "That's all."

Forget it, he can still come back by bus.

Huang Mao and Huang Mao No. [-] next to Red Mao responded: "Boss! He's playing tricks on you!"

Hongmao spat: "I can fucking see it!"

He spit out suddenly, and Xu Peck took a half step back on conditioned reflex, which was naturally regarded as fear.

Hongmao grinned grinningly: "If you don't give it, then I have to find it myself."

Xu Peck shook the palm of the hand holding the exercise book without changing his face.

However, in the silent alley, there was a sudden roar of a motorcycle.

From far to near, getting closer.

Xu Peck observed the red hair and the number two yellow hair with great interest.

The motorcycle stopped at the end of the alley before they could turn around and run away.

"Yo, it's quite lively."

With two long legs straight on the ground, He Zhi pulled the black mask on his face to his chin, and laughed lazily.

Huang Mao No. [-] knelt in fright on the spot.

Hongmao grabbed his collar and tried to calm down: "He Zhi, what are you doing here?"

The little gangster tilted his body, and his eyes fell on the young man standing quietly behind them.

He Zhi didn't answer, just smiled.

Little stammer, why are you being bullied every day? It's so pitiful. Next time, please be nice and Brother Zhi will come to save you.

Very obedient.

Can you speak, little stutterer.

The tightly held palms loosened at some point.

Xu Peck looked up at him, his black eyes were silent, but his voice was very soft.

He said, "He Zhi, they want to beat me."

He Zhi: "..."

Red Hair: "..."

Yellow Hair: "..."

Huang Mao No. [-]: "..."

Red hair: "You fucking fart! Who wants to..."

He Zhi: "Shut up."

The young man in black lifted his legs and got off the eye-catching blue and black Yamaha r3, stepping on the backlight in front of the shadow at the junction of light and dark at the end of the alley, grinning the corners of his mouth.

"You, you, it's over."