When a weak bamboo horse differentiates into the strongest A

There is still class to be held tomorrow, Li Hua and the others stayed for more than half an hour before heading back home.

After the three left, the air in the ward suddenly fell into a brief but deadly silence.

Luo Xing was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands. He rubbed his back behind his back for a long time, regretting not letting Li Hua and the others stay longer.

However, how long can Li Hua and the others stay?He always had to face Zhong Chuchu alone.

Compared with Luo Xing's bewilderment, Zhong Chuan, who had accepted his fate, always looked normal.

He put down the back of the hospital bed, spread the quilt for Luo Xing, patted the bed and said, "It's getting late, come and sleep."

Luo Xing didn't move.

Zhong Chuchu said helplessly, "Ancestor, do you still want me to hug you to bed?"

As he spoke, he took two steps towards Luo Xing, who was so frightened that Luo Xing rushed to the bedside.

That look was like his ass was on fire.

Zhong Chu sighed inaudibly, a little self-deprecating in his heart, Quan Dang Luo Xing avoided him like this because he knew that they were highly matched.

Luo Xing lived in a single room with only one bed and one stool, and he suddenly remembered something.

"You, where do you sleep tonight?"

When Luo Xing asked, he swallowed, like squeezing toothpaste, his throat was dry and astringent.

"I go home."

Luo Xing asked anxiously: "What? Why are you going home?"

Zhong Chu raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise? To sleep in the same bed with you?"

"Oh……"

Luo Xing's face became hot, and he immediately turned to face the window, and opened a gap in the glass, and the chilly night wind came in, making it hard for him to keep his eyes open.

He thought to himself what kind of fart he was farting, and did he still think that his image had not completely collapsed in his brother's heart?

The window pane with the night as the background reflected everything behind Luo Xing very clearly. He saw Zhong Chuu pack his things, put on his backpack, and then walked behind him and raised his arms.

He was all too familiar with this shoulder-hugging movement.

Luo Xing's spine visibly stiffened.

However, the expected strength did not fall. Zhong Chuu withdrew his hand and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

"Little Star, I'm leaving."

"Well, pay attention to safety on the road."

After being locked up in the hospital for two days, Luo Xing was finally allowed to leave the hospital and go back to school. Before, he always felt that the classroom was like a cage, but after staying in the hospital once, he realized that the ward was not for people.

Because Luo Xing's illness is really rare, the classmates held a small welcome ceremony for him who had just been discharged from the hospital, and piled a table of small snacks on his table.

Luo Xing touched the seat, but there was no dust left. It was obvious that someone had wiped it for him. He looked up at Zhong Chuan, who was thinking about a final math problem, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he had been blamed.

He put down his schoolbag and stuffed the snacks into the table pockets one by one, until finally he couldn't put them in.

The popularity is so good, sometimes it is so happy and distressed.

Luo Xing glanced at Zhong Chuchu's side several times, finally cleared his throat, and said, "Brother, I can't let it go."

Before changing it, he would have piled it up directly at Zhong Chuchu's place, and he would never have discussed it with Zhong Chuchu in advance.

When Li Hua in the back row heard this, he patted the table hungrily and said, "My place is empty, let me go!"

Zhong Chuchu's eyes flew over, Li Hua shut up instantly, and said to himself, "Why am I meddling in other people's family affairs here?"

Zhong Chuchu moved the things in the desk pocket: "Put it away."

Just when the class bell rang, Luo Xing immediately stuffed the things on the desk into Zhong Chu's desk, took out his textbooks and sat down.

For most of the class, Luo Xing straightened his back, forcing himself to listen to what the teacher was saying.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Zhong Chuchu's sense of existence seems to be stronger than ever.

In the past, Zhong Chuu and him were inseparable all day long, going in and out together, even eating and sleeping together. After so many years, Zhong Chuu was as familiar to him as a part of his body. do not adapt.

But now, this part suddenly jumped out and declared independence.

In the past two days in the hospital, he and Zhong Chuchu got together less and separated more. He thought that after calming down and calming down, he could face it calmly, at least on the surface as if nothing had happened. What flashes in the movie is what happened in the alley that night...

He was so guilty.

It turns out that pretending to have amnesia is not an easy task. He actually naively thought that as long as he pretended it didn't happen, he could cover it up.

Looking back at Zhong Chuchu, he was too calm. He thought that when he could have Zhong Chuli's mental quality, it would be great.

Luo Xing moved his sore shoulders, and the fingers under the table accidentally touched Zhong Chuu's hand, so frightened that he withdrew his hand suddenly, and knocked it directly on the edge of the table, making a muffled "bang".

Many students in the class turned to look at him, and turned back after finding that it was not a big deal.

Zhong Chu couldn't help but grab Luo Xing's hand, checked it, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Luo Xing shook his head, his expression almost contorted from the pain, but his face was blushing.

If it was normal, he would have acted like a spoiled child to Zhong Chuan early on, and would never stop until Zhong Chuu made trouble, but now, even when Zhong Chuu touched his hand, he felt full of guilt.

Fortunately, Zhong Chuchu didn't hold his hand for too long, and soon let go.

After the morning class ended, Luo Xing hurriedly escaped from the classroom on the pretext of going to the bathroom, and asked Zhong Chuchu and Li Hua to go to the cafeteria first.

He lingered by the sink in the bathroom for a long time, and was watched several times by the cleaners with suspicious eyes.

He was afraid that he would see Zhong Chuu waiting for him at the door as soon as he went out, but when he went out, there was no one outside, and he felt a little disappointed.

His brother probably didn't want to be alone with him, after all, his brother was the one who was molested, and it was considered merciful if they didn't deny his brother.

When Luo Xing arrived at the cafeteria, the four of them sat in the usual place and waited for him.

He went to the window to get food, and found that today there was his favorite big braised chicken drumstick, but there was only one in a meal.

Luo Xing asked the cafeteria aunt: "Sister, can I buy an extra chicken leg?"

The aunt said: "Chicken legs are not only for sale, it's useless to call me sister."

Luo Xing let out an "oh", and walked to the table with the plate.

Li Hua raised his head and said, "You're finally here, I thought you fell into the latrine."

Sun Jingyi tapped Li Hua with chopsticks: "Shut up, why don't people eat?"

Xiao Yin chimed in beside him, and the atmosphere was filled with joy.

However, Luo Xing had no intention of joking with them, he was now thinking about where he should sit.

There are vacant seats opposite and beside Zhong Chuchu, and he usually sits next to Zhong Chuchu, but he inexplicably remembered what he had read on the Internet before, saying that couples sit side by side, and friends sit face to face. Embarrassed by the seating problem.

Luo Xing was about to go crazy. He used to think that those who would think about such boring questions were people who were full, but now he realized how superficial he was back then.

Fortunately, Zhong Chuan said: "Xiao Xing, come and sit."

Luo Xing seemed to have received the amnesty order, and immediately sat in a half-circle without delay.

After he sat down, Zhong Chuu put the big chicken drumsticks on his plate into his plate: "It's for you, it will be cold if you don't come here."

Luo Xing's eyes lit up, but he hesitated for a moment, then secretly looked at the other three.

However, Li Hua and the others didn't care about their small actions at all. They should eat and drink. After all, with the relationship between the two of them, let alone pinching chicken legs, even if Zhong Chuchu fed Luo Xing chicken legs, it was nothing new. .

On the contrary, Luo Xing's awkward appearance finally caught everyone's attention after a meal.

On the way to the lunch break room, Xiao Yin tried to walk between Zhong Chuchu and Luo Xing, there was enough space for a person to stand in the gap, and maybe half of Li Hua could be filled in.

She was surprised: "Are you two playing the seven-year itch?"