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

Xie Ting's few short words clearly arranged the fate of the two people.

When Ju Xie and Secretary Yu went to the hospital with the supplements, Bian Jing was still confused: "?"

Xie Ting followed Xie Ju and mouthed to him: "Pretend."

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Xie Ting's gourd, he was very cooperative and packed it up.

Bian Jing's face was not in high spirits, there was a wound on his leg, and there was blood on it, he really looked like someone who committed suicide due to depression: "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Secretary Yu didn't bring an assistant or secretary with him, nor did he have the principal or teacher to accompany him, so this time it was a private visit with a micro-service, and the people in the background were also uncles and aunts.

Secretary Yu saw that his face was pale, sad, and his brows were frowning. When he entered the ward, there was no one around to wait on him. When he looked at the patients in other beds, they were surrounded by one or two family members to greet him.

Only the bed by the side view is deserted and desolate.

"Son, you've had a hard time." Secretary Yu really cherished Bian Jing, and now that he heard that he was suffering from mental problems again, he felt extremely anxious.

Hearing that children with depression are mentally fragile, Secretary Yu dared not say a lot, and could only care about the scene, asking him how he was eating, how he was living, and whether he wanted to go home.

Bian Jing answered one by one: "The food is good, the living is very comfortable, and I don't want to go home."

It was only then that Secretary Yu remembered that this teenager was different from teenagers in ordinary families. He had no home.

Secretary Yu's benevolent heart was about to be squeezed out of bitter juice, and he took Bian Jing's hand to ask for his health.

Only Xie Ju still had a sliver of reason, and his face was livid, signaling Xie Ting to go out with him.

He asked, "Wipe your ankle by suicide?"

"..."

Xie Ting knew that he hadn't been able to hide it from his father. At any rate, he had worked in the Public Security Bureau for more than ten years, and he had never seen any wounds. He tightened his neck and confessed to his father: "Actually, he didn't commit suicide. He fought someone duel yesterday. I'm afraid Mom asked, so I lied."

Xie Ju's face was still ashen, but Xie Ting persuaded him with one sentence: "Do you think that for a mother, the reason why the son doesn't return home at night is because he is fooling around outside or because the son doesn't return home at night because he went to save others. good?"

Xie Ju was tightly controlled by him, and snorted: "Forgive me about this matter, you are willing to coax your mother, but I am more willing to coax my wife. Go back and explain this matter clearly to me."

Xie Ting: "Okay."

After Xie Ting comforted his father, when he returned to the ward, he saw his mother holding Bian Jing's hand, and asked Bian Jing in a very soft voice: "It's almost summer vacation, come to stay at uncle and aunt's house for a while, what do you think of me?" ...'s illness is also good, what do you think?"

What the fuck?

Xie Xiaoba looked at his mother in surprise and invited him to live with him. Isn't this too fucking fast?

Seeing Bian Jing pretending to be depressed and confused, Xie Ting said to his mother: "Mom, I have a place to go, so why don't you force her to come and live at home?"

He himself is usually at home on vacation, and these two still bother him after watching for a long time, and now he wants to take care of the side scene, which song is this singing?

Secretary Yu glared at him. This kid doesn't know that he has a psychological problem. He needs to be constantly encouraged and cared by his family and friends, so he can take care of him everywhere. What do you know!A stupid fool.

"What do you know?"

After Secretary Yu taught his son a lesson, he changed his face again, and asked Bian Jing with a smile: "Would you like to go to your uncle and aunt's house for a summer vacation? Just take it easy, mainly to heal your illness, and then get into a good university, what?" There will always be a bright future, you don’t have to stress too much.”

Bian Jing looked at Xie Ting with big and bold question marks in his stomach, but he had no choice but to reply to Secretary Yu: "Auntie, will that bother you too much?"

Secretary Yu hurriedly said: "Why, it's great that you are here to supervise and supervise Xie Ting's English learning. I heard that his English score is about to catch up to the bottom of your class."

Side scene: "No, he usually takes about 50 exams."

Secretary Yu asked, "Then how many people are in your class?"

Side scene: "55 people."

Secretary Yu: "Isn't this the countdown?"

Xie Ting: "..."

Those who arrange others will always be arranged by others.

Xie Ting sent his mother and father away, and when he returned to the ward, he saw Bian Jing sitting up, moving his injured foot aside, staring at him like a knife.

"What did you tell your uncle and aunt?" Bian Jing was so angry that he picked up an orange and threw it at him.

Xie Ting touched it steadily, peeled off the green leaves, peeled them carefully in his hands, and explained to Bian Jing: "It's nothing, it's just that I don't return at night. My parents questioned me all night, and I told a lie."

Bian Jing took the orange, pulled out the white silk, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it, his mouth was full of sweetness: "Then what does it matter to me?"

Xie Ting pulled the stool over, and sat on the stool like an old man, and he handed over a petal after the side scene was eaten up: "I lied that you were suffering from depression, and I saved you because you committed suicide by jumping into the river the day before yesterday, so I I don’t come home at night.”

"Fuck, why don't you just say that I'm going to die?" Bian Jing didn't care about hurting his leg, stood up with his left leg intact, and swung his fist to kill Xie Ting.

"Oh, Brother Jing, Brother Jing, be careful."

With no weapons at hand, Bian Jing picked up the pillow and jumped out with one foot: "Don't run away if you have the blood!"