Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

About Song Huai's suspension from class, she didn't tell Zhao Yulan carefully, and she only vaguely knew that her son seemed to be beaten up by a pervert.

No matter how she said it, she could still trust Song Huai's character, so she didn't ask any more questions, and took a vacation with him, as if she was resting with him.

Song Huai was at home, he was the one who did the cooking and cleaning, and took care of all the housework. Zhao Yulan had nothing to do, and her self-esteem as a mother was greatly frustrated.

This time when Meng Xi came to stay at their house, it was rare for her to enjoy the joy of raising a child. In the morning, she saw everyone sitting around the table having breakfast and eating a full stomach. Seeing that it was almost time, Zhao Yulan got up to take her own Coats, ready to drive them to school.

Oh no, to send Meng Xi to school.

No. [-] Middle School is a full-time boarding school. If it is not a visiting day, parents' cars are not allowed to enter the school.

Zhao Yulan stayed in the car and watched the two children get out of the car. Song Huai naturally carried Meng Xi's schoolbag on his back, and the two hurried in.

She watched from the car window and sighed after a long time.

"Put your clothes back later, don't put them in the closet, and take them out later, you won't remember whether you have worn them or not. Put them in the laundry basket and wash them in the washing machine after class ,do you know?"

Song Huai gave a few instructions, and suddenly found that he was always twisting and turning like a monkey, sometimes pulling his clothes and sometimes touching his neck, and he answered absently twice.

"What are you doing?" he asked unhappily.

Meng Xi turned around, couldn't help touching his wrist again, and said uncomfortably, "Your clothes are too big."

Yesterday when I went home with Song Huai, before I left, I didn't expect that it would rain just after leaving the school, plus I only stayed for one night, so Meng Xi only packed his underwear and pajamas.

However, I never expected that the bag is made of waterproof fabric, but the zipper is not closed properly!The rain-soaked clothes were heavy and almost completely soaked. Song Huai used a hair dryer to urgently blow off his underpants, and lent him a set of his own clothes, so he didn't shamelessly run naked.

But the coat and sweater are unwearable. Before getting up, Song Huai picked out several old clothes that he didn't wear, or clothes that he hadn't had time to wear. Meng Xi tried them one by one, as if each one was too big. ...

In the end, there was no time, so I had to hastily rolled up the sleeves and trouser legs, barely put them on, and changed them in the dormitory.

But when I sat down, I didn't feel much. When I stood up, the feeling of clothes hanging on my body was very obvious.

"Isn't it rolled up?"

Song Huai took a few extra glances on purpose. He bought these cropped trousers according to his usual size. He thought that if they were shorter, he would at least be able to wear them, but he didn't expect them to be so short.

"It's not a question of whether to roll or not," Meng Xi bit his lips as he spoke, slightly embarrassed, "It's just, it's a little empty."

The top is okay, the pants are a little loose at the waist.That's fine, the key is the crotch!

Usually, I don't think Song Huai's legs are much longer than his, but the gap is very obvious at this time.With every step he takes, he can feel his pants drop an inch...

Song Huai was silent for a while, coughed twice, and pursed his lips, "You can just wear it, and you will be in the dormitory soon."

"It's not a matter of letting go or not," Meng Xi muttered dissatisfiedly, and suddenly noticed his slight expression, so angrily he stretched out his hand and pinched him, "You're still laughing!"

The two of them went up the stairs entangled and wrestling, and after turning a few turns, they suddenly heard a faint voice from upstairs, which sounded like Chi Hui.

Only then did Meng Xi remember that the two of them were still waiting to pick him up from class, so he hurriedly stepped over the steps, and saw a familiar face when he raised his eyes.

"You can say so, after all, I really want to keep him in my—"

Qiao Lei raised his eyebrows and smiled, his two eyes collided and met in the air, noticing the ill-fitting white shirt under Meng Xi's coat, his face suddenly sank.

Qian Shuixing turned around and was immediately overjoyed: "Brother Meng! Where have you been?!"

"I……"

Meng Xi clenched his fingers subconsciously. Before he could say anything, Song Huai suddenly raised his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulder.

"Last night, Meng Xi and the teacher asked for leave and did not stay in the dormitory."

He raised his eyelids, and there were three people in front of him, but he only looked at Qian Shuixing and Chi Hui.

Qian Shuixing looked shocked: "Is this also possible??"

He was about to ask them where they slept when an elbow flew up from the side, causing him to groan in pain, "Ban, Ben..."

Chi Hui withdrew his arm and looked natural: "I said why can't I wake you up. Are you coming back to change your clothes? You have to hurry up. The first period is Zhao Qianqian's class, so don't be late again."

"Well... I'll leave right away."

He hummed and looked at the man from the corner of his eye, hesitatingly failing to pass.

Qiao Lei took two steps back.

Meng Xi breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took out the key from his pocket, lowered his head, went to unlock the lock, pushed open a crack in the door and squeezed in.

Song Huai was about to go in together, when Qiao Lei suddenly stepped up to block him and grabbed him by the collar.

"God of learning!!"

Qian Shuixing and Chi Hui only had time to shout, and when everyone was unprepared, Qiao Lei wrinkled his collar and pushed him against the tiled wall——

"You fucking..."

Song Huai heard Qiao Lei's voice forcefully squeezed out from between his lips and teeth. His fist rested on Song Huai's shoulder, and the forces transmitted from his muscles and bones competed with each other. He could even feel it. The phalanges trembling from anger, restlessness, and overexertion.

Qiao Lei clutched Song Huai's collar tightly with both hands, and the back of his hands were full of raised tendons.His pupils were bloodshot, and his eyes were like sharp knives, carrying a sinister and bloody smell that could kill people.

"Raping a minor is punishable by imprisonment," he said sternly, "I heard that your mother is a lawyer, she probably doesn't want to send her son to prison with her own hands, does she?"

Song Huai originally frowned tightly, with impatience written all over his face, but when he heard Qiao Lei's words, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"You may not be clear, I am six months younger than him."

Song Huai smiled, opened Qiao Lei's fingers one by one, and slowly pressed his wrist down.

"Even if we calculate by imaginary age, none of us turned 18 this year."

He slowly leaned down and whispered in Qiao Lei's ear, "You got the concept wrong...we call it free love."

Qiao Lei's pupils shrank suddenly.

squeak-

The door of the dormitory suddenly opened again, and Meng Xi poked his head out. At this moment, Song Huai just let go of his hand and smoothed the wrinkles on his collar slowly.

"Why don't you call me?" Meng Xi waved at him shyly, "I'm still thinking about what you are doing... Come in quickly, I have to change my clothes."

Song Huai responded.

He grabbed Meng Xi's wrist, followed him into the dormitory, and closed the door smoothly.

Qiao Lei raised his head, and at that moment he noticed that Song Huai's peripheral vision swept over his body lightly, as if intimidating and also as a demonstration.Meng Xi took his hand, as if acquiescing to his actions, and coldly and decisively drew a clear line between the inner and outer worlds.

"Student Qiao Lei," Chi Hui coughed, "Class is about to begin, you..."

Qiao Lei quietly looked at the door for a while before turning his head: "Hey, let me ask you."

"The kid surnamed Song," he said slowly, "what's the relationship with Xiaomeng?"

"What's the relationship? Classmate relationship, friend relationship? What else can there be?" Chi Hui began to pretend to be stupid, "But speaking of it, their relationship is really good. I remember that Brother Meng never let anyone touch him before. School sports If he got a muscle strain, Xueshen took the initiative to carry him to the infirmary, and carried him all the way to the dormitory. Brother Meng never left the dormitory in those two days, Xueshen personally kissed him..."

Before finishing the word 'for', Qiao Lei turned and left with a sullen face.

After watching him leave completely, Chi Hui wiped off his cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.

"???"

Qian Shuixing was stunned when he heard that, with a confused expression on his face, "Squad leader, why are you telling him these things? What does Brother Meng and Xueshen's good relationship have anything to do with him?"

"Hmm..." Chi Hui held back for a long time, then said implicitly, "Reading more books is good for enhancing your understanding."

"?"

Qian Shuixing scratched his head, but still looked dazed when he left.

In the dormitory, Meng Xi quickly changed into an outfit, put Song Huai's outfit in the laundry basket, and planned to wash it when he came back.

He glanced at the schedule, and asked Song Huai: "You were outside just now, did Qiao Lei say anything to you?"

Song Huai didn't answer directly: "Why do you ask that?"

"I'm not blind either. Did he want to show you off with the posture you two just made?"

While tidying up, Meng Xi babbled, "He's been like this since before, arrogant, arrogant, he doesn't listen to any opinions, and he never cares about other people's feelings. I can guess what he will say, it's nothing more than Best brother, I saved his life, we two depend on each other, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Song Huai said: "Then you may have overestimated his lower limit."

Meng Xi was slightly taken aback, "What?"

"...nothing," he changed the subject, "he saved your life?"

"Well. It was the fight that seriously injured 13 people."

Meng Xipa pulled out a canvas bag and put all the packed books into it. He lowered his head to see that his shoelaces were untied, and bent down to re-tie them.

When he got up again, he suddenly found that the things that he found difficult to say before were slowly changing.

At least he could still feel the gloom when he recalled in the office last time, but now he can briefly describe the scene to Song Huai in a relaxed tone.

"Yes. I was raped at the time, and he saved me from those people. I am forever grateful to him on this point, and honestly, if he hadn't come, I can't imagine what the consequences would have been at that time... "

Meng Xi paused, "But I hope he doesn't come."

Song Huai whispered: "He is a complete lunatic."

"Yes, in his eyes, protection and violence are inseparable. Well, you also found out, right? Qiao Lei has more feelings for me..."

He smiled, "Although it seems a little narcissistic to say so, it is the truth. Although he always said that he likes me and loves me...but in fact, he loves no one. What he loves is his own selflessness." ’, what I love is my contribution, and what I love is his possessiveness.”

In the early days, Meng Xi always felt that Qiao Lei was like a child with supernatural power. He copied the characteristics of arrogance and selfishness from his brutal and domineering father. He didn't know the correct channels for relief. He only knew how to vent in the way he was familiar with. Emotion, even violence, breaks down the emotional outlet.

However, with the growth of time, as unexpected things happened, when the child tried to overthrow the law and human rights with divine power, Meng Xi finally understood that he was born to beg, or for power, or For wealth, Qiao Lei is that Qiao Lei.

Meng Xi was out of his mind for a while, but fortunately Song Huai did not urge him, so he continued: "Maybe he has some anti-social personality? It may have a lot to do with his father's influence. Qiao Lei's mother used to be his father's company. An ordinary employee, who was exiled because of cheating, seems to be living a bad life now. Qiao Zhensheng refused to let her see his son, and every time Qiao Lei mentioned that she was also extremely disgusted, he seemed to be ashamed of her...Of course he I just don't like Qiao Zhensheng either."

"However, Qiao Zhensheng himself is also a big cheater. He has outsourced countless mistresses, and in the past two years, he brought them into the family to raise them..."

Meng Xi snorted lightly, "Isn't it ridiculous?"

It is conceivable what kind of fruit can grow in such an environment.

Song Huai said softly: "I chose the path myself. He chose this path and chose to compromise with his father. He is just a coward in essence."

Hate such a person, but become the most hated person.

"That's true."

Meng Xi smiled and thought suddenly, "Sanshui, if you were born into his family, or if you became him when you were a child, what path would you choose?"

In any case, it's a completely opposite path to Qiao Lei's, right?

Song Huai thought for a while: "I can't give you a definite answer for what didn't happen, but there is one thing I can be sure of."

He paused, and said seriously: "I will be very glad that I met you so early."

Meng Xi's throat tightened suddenly.

He said this so well that he almost thought it was a confession.

Song Huai is not good at this point, he is too sincere to people, so sincere that people think that this will be liking.

He smiled regretfully, and said, "I'm also very lucky."

Glad to meet you again.

·

After Meng Jianguo received a call from his son, he postponed all meetings and work, bought the nearest ticket and flew back to Lin'an.

When they got home, they surprised Xu Huifang who was watering her.

"Why did you come back so soon?" She was both happy and puzzled, "Didn't you say you will be busy for a month?"

Meng Xi said on the phone that he hadn't told his mother yet. Of course Meng Jianguo wouldn't let his wife worry about it, so he simply made up a lie: "We have a few days off in the middle. Anyway, I have nothing to do in Hainan. Both of your mothers are not here. Why don't you come back to live?" Well, it won’t be too late to fly back when the time comes.”

These words made my wife happy.

The next day, Meng Jianguo found an excuse that he wanted to go out to play golf, and made a confession with his old friends in advance. Halfway up the road, the wheels spun around and turned around to go to No. [-] Middle School.

Inside the Vice-Chancellor's Office.

"I just want to know what the situation is."

Meng Jianguo changed into a suit, wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and sat upright with a dignified appearance, "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, there is no need to discuss the donation contract for the teaching building."

The principal went out for a meeting, and the vice-principal and the dean sat on one side, sweating profusely upon hearing this.

"Mr. Meng, we don't know much about this."

The vice-principal is a woman in her 40s. She is usually responsible for managing the teachers, and she is not very clear about the grievances and grievances of the students. Meng Jianguo terminated the donation contract as soon as she opened her mouth, which immediately frightened her.

"If there is a misunderstanding, we can talk slowly." She slowed down her tone, smiled and comforted her, "I'm not in charge of the students' affairs, and I don't know the inside story for now. Director Zhu, do you know what's going on?"

A ball was kicked to Zhu Jun.

Zhu Junxin said how the hell did I know where this big Buddha was offended, but he still had to be civilized and respectful on the surface: "Mr. Meng is talking about the conflict between Song Huai and Qiao Lei? We checked it out and we have already done it to Song Huai." severely punished..."

He didn't know what Meng Jianguo wanted to avenge for his son, so he could only say something vaguely, trying to throw the matter away.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Boss Meng sneered: "I know Song Huai and I have met him. I don't know what he has done that should be severely punished by your school?"

"...?"

Zhu Jun's face froze slightly, and he became even more confused.

Are you here to avenge Song Huai?That's not right. What does this matter have to do with Meng Jianguo? Is it worth him to come forward when the dust has already been settled?

Meng Jianguo didn't give him time to continue to think wildly, and directly announced the answer: "Qiao Lei's student status is in No. [-] Middle School, and he and Meng Xi will not interfere with each other. This matter is the result of my personal discussion with his father, and both parties have A document with an official seal."

Zhu Jun's heart skipped a beat.

Meng Jianguo asked in a deep voice: "At present, Qiao Lei's father is still in Hong Kong. I just want to know how your school handles this transfer application and approves it without the guardian's consent?"

"Could it be that transfers are permitted even for applications without parents' signatures? Is this the style of No. [-] Middle School?"

Word by word, loud and clear.

The vice-principal was stupefied, but Zhu Jun's sweat was already pouring down like a waterfall.

In the past, most of the transfer applications would be handled by him, but Qiao Lei, Meng Xi and Song Huai's situation was quite special, so they were personally approved by the principal.

As a result, three giant Buddhas were approved in one batch.

The parents of the two families signed an agreement not to disturb each other. There must be such a deep grievance between them. They even disagreed that the children were in the same school. These two were classmates a few years ago, so they turned against each other?

Zhu Jun wiped off his sweat, and quickly passed the blame to the principal who was not there: "The principal approved Qiao Lei's transfer application. We really didn't review it seriously, but the child's application did include his father, Qiao Zhensheng. Signed, otherwise we wouldn't dare to transfer him easily..."

"Is that right?"

Zhu Jun nodded again and again: "Yes, yes."

Meng Jianguo suddenly took out a notepad from his pocket, took out a marker pen, and tore a blank piece of paper to Zhu Jun: "Mr. Zhu, can you write three words now?"

Zhu Jun was at a loss for two seconds, and quickly took it over: "Okay."

"The first character is Mencius' Meng."

Zhu Jun hurriedly wrote it down.

"The second word is perseverance."

"The third word is patriotic country."

After Zhu Jun finished writing, he blew on the ink on the paper, and when he looked up, he immediately fell into a big trough—isn't this the name of Meng Jianguo?

"Excuse me, Mr. Zhu," Meng Jianguo asked sarcastically, "now that this piece of paper has my name on it, if this is a contract, will the law recognize its legal benefits?"

"...No, you can't."

"You know you can't, so why didn't you call Qiao Lei's parents to verify it when you transferred schools?" Meng Jianguo continued to press, "Is it because you can't verify it, or don't you want to?"

Whether you can't or don't want to, it's a big pit.

Zhu Jun: "..."

Zhu Jun really didn't know how to answer, so he scolded the principal in his heart.

The atmosphere became more and more tense, and the vice principal had no choice but to come out to smooth things over: "I probably understand this matter. You don't want Qiao Lei to transfer to No. [-] Middle School, do you? But since the transfer application can be passed, I think The relevant procedures should be complete, although you have signed the relevant agreement, maybe Mr. Qiao doesn't think so, of course I'm just raising a possibility..."

Meng Jianguo dialed a number backhanded, and turned on the speakerphone by the way.

After a long half a minute passed, a soft female assistant's voice rang in my ear: "Hi, this is Qiao Dong's private phone number, I am Xiao Chen, Qiao Dong's personal assistant, I am sorry to inform you that Qiao Dong has a meeting now ..."

"Ask someone surnamed Qiao to answer the phone for me." Meng Jianguo interrupted her directly, "I know he is here, tell him I am Meng Jianguo."

The assistant was silent for more than ten seconds, and after a while, there was a sound of slippers being pulled on the phone, and then Qiao Zhensheng answered the phone, "Hello?"

"The surname is Qiao," Meng Jianguo said straight to the point, "Qiao Lei has now transferred to No. [-] Middle School, do you know about it?"

"What?" Qiao Zhensheng looked surprised, "That brat transferred to another school? Where do you think he went?"

Vice-Chancellor:"……"

Meng Jianguo hung up the phone, knocked on the table, and said in a deep voice, "Now, can you give me an explanation?"

The author has something to say: My aunt came to visit yesterday, so I made up a special note later, and I hope all the leaders will approve it.

感谢在2020-04-2823:46:12~2020-04-3023:09:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Hengqing 2; Jiang Shu 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of cute love in the world; 10 bottles of women who want to be in vain; 5 bottles of ah, your car is gone; 1 bottle of Muxi and Tuobaerqin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!