Brother Nine

Long Jiu's vision was blurred, so that he was almost knocked down by Zhao Chen. The moment his footsteps rose and fell, Zhao Chen pretended to have no intention of pushing the stack of books on the table to the ground. Long Jiuyi He staggered, and the pain from the wound on his back made Long Jiu sweat like rain and wet his cheeks.

"Oh! I'm sorry. You go first." A completely non-provocative sentence, humble enough to make people feel that he is an innocent person.In fact, the heart is dark.

Long Jiuming knew it, but she had always had a calm temper. Although she was very angry, the pain in her back made her irritable, and the attack of the virus made her weak all over, so she fell back to her seat.

Yes, Zhao Chen's seat is on her left, only one aisle away.Xiaofen was sitting on her right, right next to her. Long Jiu was negligent for a moment, and leaned on the back of the chair as if venting his strength. The wound was squeezed, causing Long Jiu's collapsed pain to stab from head to foot like an iron stick.

Xiaofen's caring greeting "Are you okay?" was also replaced by a painful hum.

The repressed pain, the body that cannot be released at will, and the exhaustion swallowed up Long Jiu's calmness and rationality.Violence suddenly stood up and punched the tabletop, kicked the tabletop, in exchange for the attention of the whole class, Xiaofen hugged her head like a frightened bird, tears of grievance wet her eyes.

Looking at Long Jiu's back, he choked up.

Long Jiu was surrounded by pain, like a red-eyed leopard chasing its prey, his vest was covered in cold sweat, and the tips of his hair were also wet and stuck to his handsome cheeks. The students looked at her with a burst of veins, almost Tearing and taking off her coat, the teacher was stupefied, her white vest was soaked with sweat and blood, and a perfectly fortitude slash was drawn on her back.

When Xiaofen asked the teacher for leave just now, she didn't say anything else, and questioned that Long Jiu had a fever and a cold, so now, the whole class and the teacher are confused.The teacher didn't bother to ask, turned the leaves, and barely kept his voice down, "Okay, let's continue."

Long Jiu dragged his heavy steps, passing in front of a row of classrooms, in front of the eyes of all the students in the school, and when the teacher reminded the students of the other class to pay attention to the class, Long Jiu's buzzing brain was filled with pain. Go to the playground without clamoring.

He tightly wrapped the shirt in his hand around his arm, trying to disperse the pain in his back.

Pain: Maybe it’s nothing, but this kind of pain drives her crazy, who has always been vigorous and resolute. That’s why she can’t say yes, just forget it, and the injury depends on healing.I don't want grandma to know that there is no one to rely on, she can only bear it by herself, the pain cannot be recovered in seconds, and it annoys her.The feeling of not being able to grasp it made her hate it.

The teacher gave a lecture and stopped.

She wanted to know, and worried about what happened to Long Jiu.

Xiaofen raised her hand to signal that she wanted to see Long Jiu, and the teacher waved her to sit down.

The teacher went out by himself.

From a distance, I saw Long Jiu resting her hands on the horizontal bar, hanging her arms fiercely on the horizontal bar, the pain, all kinds of feelings backlogged, and her hatred instinct made her explode at once, and she roared violently, resounding through the entire school compound.She has nothing but a helpless grandma who can only love her silently. There is no home like Yang San'er who knows the pain and heat, there is no warmth in their home, and there is no warmth from relatives. She has to bear it all by herself. put all one's eggs in one basket.

The teacher paused, and was stunned by Long Jiu's roar, a figure from behind,