Cannon fodder refuses to recycle!

"Why, don't you know what to eat?"

It may be that Jian Ze'an stared at the phone in a daze for a long time, and Lin Xiao looked over from the side.

Under the gaze of the other party, Jian Ze'an felt guilty for no reason, maybe because he thought that he was going to eat alone.

"Zichen ordered takeaway for me."

Lin Xiao pursed his lips, and laughed again: "Okay, it's good. It saves you from having to go to the first class hungry."

"That……"

"Then you go back to the teaching building." Lin Xiao waved his hand, "I'll go to the canteen."

His expression was a little pale, although he didn't show any concern, but Jian Ze'an instinctively felt that he was unhappy.

"How about I give you half of the takeaway? First fill your stomach, and then come to buy after the first class? There must be fewer people."

"It's no use."

As soon as these words came out, both Jian Ze'an and Lin Xiao were taken aback.

This is a bit rushed.

Jian Ze'an looked at him: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Xiao gave a "tsk", but didn't control his expression.Irritability flowed out from between his heroic brows, and when his thick black eyebrows were furrowed, he brought out some unfavorable aura out of thin air.

"It's nothing, I'm hungry. It's a little annoying."

The tone seemed perfunctory.

"Okay, I'm going to line up." The boy waved his hand casually, and turned around before Jian Ze'an could speak.

Looking at the boy's tall back, Jian Ze'an was stunned for a moment, and then walked towards the teaching building.

After school in the afternoon, Jian Ze'an and Xia Heran went straight to the hospital.

Naturally, the outpatient department of the hospital does not allow numbers at this point, so I hung up the emergency department to see it.Jian Ze'an originally wanted to find a doctor he was familiar with, and asked the other party to help make the condition a little more serious without violating professional ethics, such as saying that he should take two weeks off instead of three weeks off.As a result, the doctor they met immediately said that it was best to use a splint after the examination.

Instead, Jian Ze'an became a little anxious: "Is it serious? Will he have any sequelae?"

"Not serious. A normal ankle sprain."

"Then why use a splint?"

"The brace is used to fix the ankle joint in a neutral position." The doctor said succinctly, while typing on the keyboard, "should have come earlier, you have been here for two days. It can't be better if you drag it on. ——Fixing Three weeks before you can exercise. I prescribed medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis."

The printer beeped, and the doctor's order and prescription came out.

The doctor signed his name, and coolly pointed the direction of the list with his chin: "Take it. Pay for the medicine on the first floor."

"Oh, thank you." Jian Ze'an understood that it was not serious, so he breathed a sigh of relief, took the list, and waited for Xia Heran to pull her feet wrapped like rice dumplings into the shoes with difficulty, and the two walked out together.

After taking the medicine, Jian Ze'an took out his mobile phone and clicked on the doctor's order, edited the V letter and sent it to the lawyer in Jian's company, probably explaining the matter, and asked the other party to help write a lawyer's letter.

After sending the V letter, I saw Xia Heran looking at him and smiling.

Jian Ze'an felt his ears a little hot: "What are you laughing at?"

"I just feel very happy." Xia Heran stuffed the medicine and the list into her schoolbag, "I never expected to make such a good friend as you before I came to No. [-] Middle School."

Jian Ze'an was embarrassed by what he said.

"Cough...that's disgusting enough. My classmate."

Xia Heran shook his head.

"I used to be in City X, you know? The county-level city next to it." His voice was a little soft, "I stayed for three years. I went there in the second year of junior high school. City X is very small, and most of the people who go to the same school live in the same school. In the neighborhood, we have known each other since I was a child. I am a foreigner, and I couldn’t integrate in. What’s more terrible, the house my mother and I rented was the mother of a classmate in the class. She spread rumors about my mother... That classmate was influenced by her, and in the The class is talking nonsense, and those classmates say I am—forget it.”

When he said this, he closed his mouth and did not continue, but a trace of bitterness flashed across his expression.

Jian Ze'an's heart was pounding.

——Listen...how is it so like in the plot, Liu Ziqiang led someone to block Xia Heran for the second time, and after Cheng Zichen met him, he rushed up to fight Xia Heran back together, Xia Heran slowly opened up to Cheng Zichen Open your heart and reveal the content of your past?

but……

But now, the time is wrong, the place is wrong, the key is that the characters are wrong!

Jian Ze'an was a little confused.But when he caught a glimpse of the slight trance and dull pain on Xia Heran's face, he immediately put this trouble behind him, and his heart ached.

The boy has a delicate face, looking at him, you would think that this is a child who has been pampered and grown up.But the fact is exactly the opposite.

Xia Heran's words were halfway through, but he didn't continue.

But Jian Ze'an knew what he was going to say.

In the dream, after Liu Ziqiang and others escaped, the young man sat against the corner.

Because of the fight, his school uniform was torn several times, and his face was covered in dust.

He fumbled for an inferior cigarette.

It was snatched by Cheng Zichen in the dream, and he was not allowed to smoke.

Then the boy laughed, obviously he didn't smoke, but he coughed from laughter.I don't know if he really wants to smoke that cigarette, or if he wants to use the choking smell of the cigarette to cover up his hoarse voice.

"Fuck...they really messed with me this time. They shouldn't—shouldn't have said that word—"

Jian Ze'an looked at the boy in front of him.

The same angle as the one seen in the dream.The other party turned his head and swallowed the words he was about to say in his tightly pursed lips.

But Jian Zean knew it.

In the dream, the boy who was resisting and fighting back carelessly, suddenly seemed to be untied of a certain seal after Liu Ziqiang inadvertently cursed four words in a disgusting tone - son of a bitch" , the whole person instantly turned into an irrational beast, even his eyes turned blood red, and his attacks became heavier and heavier every time.

——Until the people who came to surround him were afraid of him who seemed to be going crazy, and wanted to run away; until Cheng Zichen had to turn to stop him, preventing the out-of-control young man from beating Liu Ziqiang out of trouble.

Jian Ze'an thought of Xia Heran's almost crazy eyes in his dream, and felt distressed.

But that was something in a dream, and it stands to reason that Jian Ze'an shouldn't know about it.

Looking at the young man with his head tilted slightly, his masseter muscles slightly protruding, and his teeth clenched, Jian Ze'an only hated himself for not learning Chinese well over the years, for not being able to quote scriptures, from Sima Qian to Su Wu, from enduring humiliation to smelling the chicken and dancing, saying no What touching words.

At this time, the mouth opened and closed again, and finally he could only instinctively and clumsily try to comfort:

"You're out of there. You won't meet those people again. Now—now and later, it's going to be fine, it's going to get better."

He stumbled and spoke a few words like a child learning to speak, only using simple sentences.

Be silly.

However, Xia Heran was pulled out from the heavy, negative, obscure and nightmare-like past by this clumsy tone.

He was stunned for a moment, as if waking up from a dream, it seemed that all his fallen consciousness had returned to his cage.Only then did the fishy sweetness taste in the mouth.

It turned out to have bitten the inner wall of the mouth.

He raised his eyelashes.The hospital's incandescent lights were shining brightly, and the faint smell of disinfectant water surrounded it.

This was not a relaxed and happy scene, but Xia Heran breathed a sigh of relief strangely.

Looking sideways, the boy was wearing the same school uniform as himself and looked at him, his eyes were flustered and concerned, as if he was ignorant, but he seemed to understand everything.

Xia Heran slowly broke into a smile.

Difficult at first, then with a genuinely pleasant undertone:

"Well, I know. I think it's fine, fine, too."

"right."

Seeing that he smiled again, Jian Ze'an also breathed a sigh of relief.

"You see, our city is very good. In such a big sub-provincial city, no one knows anyone. Although half of the students in the class are promoted from the third middle school, more than half are from anywhere. And it is such a big city. We are in the same grade, and we are re-divided into classes in the first year of high school. Everyone is no more familiar with you. If you have no classmate who can talk to you, hang out with me. The few of us who often play together, don’t look at the grades. What the hell, but they are all nice people, they are loyal, and they will never say that they exclude anyone! Besides, if there is something, you can tell me, my name, brother An, cannot be said to be famous in the whole school, at least our grade is still useful..."

He babbled and babbled, and he wanted to talk about how many mobile red flags he had won in the class, how many basketball appointments he had with a few friends in the whole grade, and how many LOL qualifying games.

Xia Heran listened, any dark and depressed emotions had long since disappeared.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the faces of the people around him who were racking their brains to find the merits of class 11 to comfort him, and couldn't help but laugh.

Jian Ze'an boasted a lot, and even Bai Huo, who usually disliked him, used three words to praise him: "outspoken, naturally optimistic, and willing to help others". He didn't know what to say next. He Ran's expression of holding back a smile suddenly became hot:

"What expression do you have!"

"Happy expression." Xia Heran tried to answer seriously, but he didn't hold back, and broke with a "puchi".

Seeing Jian Ze'an's eyes widen, he quickly waved his hand: "Happy to hear what you said."

"...Obviously he was looking at me as a joke." Jian Ze'an muttered.

"No." I was afraid that he would not believe me, so I emphasized it again, "Really not. I am really happy. You are right, I have already left there, and I am fine now, and will get better and better in the future."

——After all, here, I have already met very good people.

Tuesday morning.

Jian Ze'an came early.Put the homework of each subject on the desk of the class representative early, and start self-study.

It's just that today's self-study is a little absent-minded, and I look at the door every 2 minutes.

As soon as Xia Heran stepped into the door of the class, he "squeaked" and stood up, startling the classmate next to him who was chatting with his girlfriend with a mobile phone in the stomach of the desk.

"Fuck! People are scary and scary!"

"sorry."

Jian Ze'an smiled and clasped his hands together, but the other party just casually complained, "Is there a switch on the chair?" and looked down at the phone again.

Jian Ze'an walked to Xia Heran's side in two steps, saw the other party put away his schoolbag, and pulled him out of the door: "Let's go, let's go to the grade leader's office!"

Xia Heran didn't know whether to laugh or cry and was pulled out by him: "Why are you so excited?"

"Justice, of course I can't wait. ... Cough, well, I am a little looking forward to the face of the grade leader when he sees the lawyer's letter."

Xia Heran was surprised: "Did you really get the lawyer's letter?"

"That's right, what my brother An said must mean it." Jian Ze'an raised his eyebrows at him proudly, "It's easy to read things, the lawyer has a template in his hand, just change a few sentences and copy them up. Then Sign it and stamp it, and it will be delivered to your home by a courier in the same city, and it will be done in half an hour. Have a look?"

Xia Heran nodded.Jian Ze'an handed him the A4 paper in his hand.

Xia Heran glanced at it twice, and it was a lawyer's tone. It probably meant that his client Xia Heran suffered school violence. The school student Liu Ziqiang and others violated the client's health rights, reputation rights, personal dignity rights, personal The right to freedom, the crime of gathering a crowd to fight, and the crime of picking quarrels and provoking troubles, and the No. [-] Middle School has the guardianship responsibility for the students. Injury to the person of others” shall be liable for compensation.And after the client was subjected to school violence, the school's inaction led to further escalation of school violence, causing the client to suffer intentional injuries and minor injuries (attach video and hospital diagnosis certificate). The school should bear the supplementary liability for compensation.

"Written authentically."

"Of course, the lawyer's letter. If it's not formal, how can it be a deterrent?" Jian Ze'an's tone seemed to be that the lawyer's letter was written by him, "It's here."

Xia Heran knocked on the door and called "report".

"Please come in."

The grade leader raised his eyelids, saw the two of them, and his face drooped: "It's you two again! If it's because of Xia Heran's injury, don't come to me again. I told you - what is this?" ?”

Jian Ze'an smiled and pushed the lawyer's letter under the eyes of the grade leader: "We can't go directly to the principal's office, so we can only ask the teacher to hand over this lawyer's letter for us. After all, if the way of negotiation can't solve the problem, as a Ordinary citizens, we choose to believe in the power of the law."

The author has something to say: Double update, thank you little angels for your support and love!Today's little Jane is also great.