The cold and ruthless school bully's school god, Xiaojiaofu

Bian Jing half-lyed on the hospital bed and followed his classmate Kan Dashan who came to visit him: "You don't know how ecstasy that wine is after drinking it. Hold it in your mouth for a while and then swallow it. It's warm and exciting."

The classmates around him were speechless.

Who the hell can escape like this easily?

In order to deepen his conviction, Bian Jing continued: "Of course, the best time is when you are slightly drunk. As long as you are slightly drunk, nothing will be fine. If I could see Yue Yang at that time, I would definitely call you a peerless handsome man .”

With a black thread on Yueyang Tower, he patted the hand extended by Bian Jing, almost crying: "Brother Jing, shut up, our whole school was scared to death by you, we all thought..."

Bian Jing glanced at the sincerely affectionate classmates around his bed, annoyed why he thought about death recently, how beautiful this world is.

"Think I'm dead?"

The students around were afraid when they heard this word, their eyes widened in fright, and Bian Jing wanted to say something to scare them, but a cold and stern voice from outside the crowd said: "Shut up."

When Yue Yang heard this sentence, he didn't see anyone, so he shouted reflexively: "Brother Ting, are you here?"

"Yeah." Xie Ting put his hands in his pockets and wore a white scarf, which was flawless white. You could see it from the side view at a glance. It was a women's scarf, with red plums embroidered on the corner of the scarf.

Bian Jing narrowly escaped death, and lay in the hospital for a week before recovering a bit of blood, which quickly receded from his face, and the smiling face that had just braced himself up to deal with his classmates also disappeared at this moment, showing a sick face.

Squeezing out an ugly smile, not daring to look into Xie Ting's eyes, just staring at the red plum, thinking that the school girl likes plum blossoms.

"Brother Ting came to see me, don't you bring anything?" Bian Jing asked.

He was the only one in the whole school who dared to talk to Xie Ting like this, all because of his friendship in the same class and dormitory, and his courage that he had already died once.

Yue Yang said: "What, brother Ting was the first one to arrive when you sent the first aid, brother Jing, you must have burned your brain out of drinking fake wine, right?"

Side view: "..."

Yue Yang: "It's over, then who can I ask to copy my homework from now on?"

"..."

Xie Ting had already walked through the crowd and came to Bianjing's bedside, reached out and touched his forehead, he let go when he saw that it was not hot, adjusted the drip speed, leaned against the wall and stopped talking, listening to Bianjing continue Play in circles with your classmates.

Xie Ting looked at him, the eyes under the long eyelashes were already glowing, his face had lost a lot of weight, his body had also lost a lot of weight, he was in coma and shock due to alcoholism and cold.

This man is quite capable.

Bian Jing's ears were out of control, and he felt hot after knowing it. Just now when Xie Ting put his hand on his GV, AV website 50 yuan permanent micro lyx53 forehead, he could feel the generous The temperature in the palm of your hand.

Cozy and warm.

Just like how Xie Ting gave him.

Everyone else thinks that the school bully is scary, and no one around him dares to get close to him. Only Bian Jing knows that the person he likes is not scary.

On the contrary, under the stern exterior, there is a volcano.

It's a pity that the hot temperature of this volcano is due to another person.

Yue Yang asked: "Brother Jing, don't drink by yourself next time. If you want to drink, bring us along. Among our boys, who can't drink a few sips? As for you secretly drinking fake wine by yourself?"

After waking up, Bian Jing explained to the outside that he drank fake wine and fell asleep on the roof of the teacher's apartment, and slept until the next day and caught a cold.

Very bland words.

If it weren't for the head teacher's teary eyes that are swollen up to now, all the students in his class should believe it.

Edge nodded, and the drip line swayed because of his movements: "I'll find you guys to drink next time."

Soon, the person standing next to him who was playing with his mobile phone held down his fidgeting hand and said in a low voice, "Don't move."

The side view immediately stopped moving.

The temperature of the index finger is still warm, pressing it on the wrist that has lost a lot of weight, the side scene is greedy for this temperature.

Yue Yang picked up an apple and joked: "But don't buy fake wine next time, brothers don't want to learn from you!"

Speaking of this, Bian Jing also found it funny: "I didn't know that the canteen bought fake wine."

With an expression of "I know it", Yue Yang said: "Next time you buy wine, leave it to Brother Ting, he will look at the wine."

Side view: "OK."

Xie Ting glanced at him, from the time he came in to now, Bian Jing didn't give him a look, or from earlier, since he woke up, Bian Jing didn't look into his eyes.

Now others mention themselves, but they don't even look at him.

"Visiting time is up." The school bully's voice suddenly turned cold.

Yue Yang was very sensible, and he listened to the school bully very much. He gathered his classmates and went out: "Let's go, brother Jing is discharged from the hospital, we will meet soon."

"Little loquat, why are you crying? It's unlucky to cry and cry." Little loquat is the girl who gossips, who is the front table in the background, and usually pays homage to the god of learning for a long time.

Why can some people be very handsome and at the same time still sit firmly at the top of their grades?

The little loquat tugged at the corner of Bian Jing's clothes, and said worriedly: "Brother Jing, you should have a good rest."

Bian Jing gave her a comforting smile.

Yue Yang grabbed the little loquat away.

After everyone had left, Bian Jing breathed a sigh of relief and changed into a comfortable position. It was cold in winter, and his exposed hand was inserted with a needle, and the medicine was cold and sharp, so cold that he recalled the morning when he passed out.