after being forced to become a heartthrob

When Wen Rao was washing his hair, he had another nosebleed. The sticky blood flowed down his palm to his middle finger, and then dripped and smudged on the white tiles. After being washed by the water, it turned into a faint rose red. .

Before the foam on Wen Rao's hair was washed off, he began to frantically stop the nosebleed.When Xue Yihan came back from the balcony with a coke can, he thought he was washing his hair when he saw Wen Rao, who was holding the faucet and hunched over, but when he glanced casually and saw the blood on the back of his hand, his heart trembled , Subconsciously pressed Wen Rao's shoulder, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Rao put his hands under the faucet and washed them clean, his voice was a bit sultry, "I'm a little angry, I've got a nosebleed."

When Xue Yihan heard that it was a nosebleed, his tense expression relaxed a little, "What did you eat, still getting angry? It can't be—" Halfway through the words, Wen Rao straightened up and went into the room to take a tissue.

Xue Yihan shut up resentfully, and threw the empty coke can into the trash can.

Wen Rao felt that he had to go to a regular hospital to find out what was wrong with his nosebleeds all the time, but today was only Thursday, and he had to make up classes on Saturday, and if it was a holiday, it would only be Sunday afternoon.Instead of delaying until Sunday, why don't you just ask for leave just like this, and you can buy a few decent clothes when you go out, otherwise you will wear those few clothes, not only Xue Yihan is a little disgusted, but he himself is a little bit disgusted.

The first year of high school was not much easier than the third year of high school. When Wen Rao went to class in the afternoon, he saw Xue Yihan still typing on the keyboard in the bedroom. Attend class?"

Xue Yihan didn't turn his head back, "No."

"I see you have a class in your schedule." Wen Rao said.

Xue Yihan said, "I don't want to go."

Well, now that he has said that, Wen Rao also knows that it's not that he doesn't have class, but that he is planning to skip class.After buttoning up his shirt, Wen Rao closed the bedroom door and went out.He walked through several teaching buildings lined up side by side, and stepped on the preparation bell to enter the classroom.Fang Qiuxue, who was sitting in the first row, watched him walk past her, and even turned her head to look for a while.

Lin Fan is not close to Wen Rao's seat, but he can see Fang Qiuxue sitting in the front row at a glance, so Fang Qiuxue's every move will disturb him. At that time, she turned her head to look at him like Fang Qiuxue.

Wen Rao returned to his seat, and rummaged through some things in the locked drawer. After rummaging through them, Wen Rao stuffed them into his pockets.After the preparatory bell rang, it was only 5 minutes before the class started, and there were only the sound of writing in the whole class, and the low and dull sound of turning over the cabinet.

Lin Fanzheng was upset when someone poked his back with a pen suddenly. When he turned his head, he saw a smiling face approaching him and a book of homework handed over.

"Thank you." The person who returned the homework winked at him.

Lin Fan took back the homework and casually placed it on the table.

After finishing homework before class, there will always be a feeling of survival after disaster. Lin Fan heard a loud and exaggerated yawn coming from behind him. He said something that interested him the most, "Hey—Lin Fan!"

Lin Fan was a little annoyed by his pen poking his back, but he still leaned over, "What's wrong?"

"Look at that—"

That, I don't know when it became a synonym for Wen Rao. As soon as Lin Fan heard him say 'that', he subconsciously looked at Wen Rao's seat.Wen Rao just sat up straight, and Lin Fan subconsciously looked away.

"He seemed to be beaten badly yesterday." They discussed in a low voice.

Lin Fan frowned, and looked sideways again, just in time to see Wen Rao's arm flipping over his schoolbag, and there were a few particularly conspicuous bruises on the outside of the arm.He could guess how the bruise was produced - he watched Wen Rao being pressed beside the pool with his own eyes.

"Zhang Yu didn't come today, probably because he was afraid that he would sue the director." He speculated like this.

Lin Fan didn't want to care about Wen Rao's affairs. If he hadn't been in the dormitory that day and found out what Wen Rao had done, he wouldn't have hated him or liked him, so he would have treated him like a transparent person.But now, out of disgust, this guy kept getting his attention.

"What does it have to do with you?" Lin Fan said, choking the boy behind him.

This sentence made him choke himself.It's like saying that to yourself.

What does it have to do with him?Just ignore it like before.

"Lesson. Stand up—"

The class representative's voice and the class bell rang almost at the same time, and the teacher with the lesson plan came in from the door.

Lin Fan felt a dark shadow flicker in front of him, and when he looked closely, it was Wen Rao walking past him.The teacher just put the textbooks he brought on the table, and before he had time to open them, he saw Wen Rao walking in front of him.

Lin Fan thought that he was going to sue, and he was really contemptuous, so Wen Rao said, "Teacher, I want to ask for leave."

"Ask for leave?" The teacher also saw the leave note that Wen Rao handed over.

"I'm not feeling well, I want to go to the hospital." Wen Rao said.

The teacher hardly doubted that Wen Rao was like a mischievous boy, asking for leave to play around or something, but he still asked, "Can't the school doctor do it?"

"Let's go to the hospital for a checkup." Wen Rao said.

Wen Rao's complexion has never been very good. Even if a student of this age stays up late every day to memorize, his complexion is only a little worse. Wen Rao can't see any blood on his entire face, and his hair is long, making him look sullen and a bit gloomy .The teacher only took one look at him, then took the leave slip and signed it, "Go, be careful on the road."

"Thank you, teacher." The success this time has a lot to do with this teacher.For example, if it is the teacher who teaches English, I am afraid it will not be so easy.

Wen Rao took the leave slip and went out of the classroom directly. Lin Fan watched his figure flash past the two windows.

"Turn to page 71 of the book, let's start class."

Lin Fan came back to his senses, and opened the book as the teacher said.

……

As soon as he came out of the gate of the school, Wen Rao felt as relaxed as if he was released from prison.The only thing that made him feel tight was his deflated pockets—he wasn't even sure if the money could support him to go to the hospital.

It would be nice to get the money from Norman's safe.Wen Rao thought so.

It took 10 minutes to find the hospital, Wen Rao and the doctor were sitting opposite each other.After asking about the symptoms in detail, the doctor asked him to go for an examination.But even after explaining where to go for the examination, Wen Rao who was sitting across from him remained motionless. The doctor stopped writing and asked him, "I still don't know where it is?"

Wen Rao shook his head, "I may not have enough money."

At his age, it seemed that he was still at the age of studying. The doctor who was originally a little cold, after listening to him, his expression eased a lot, "Where are your parents?"

"I don't know." Wen Rao didn't know, really didn't know.

Seeing his thin and small appearance, the doctor felt a little pitiful, and waved his hand, "Go for a checkup first, it's okay if you don't have enough money."

Wen Rao still cherishes his own life, and he has nosebleeds all the time. If it's really malnutrition or something, it's fine, maybe it's some kind of family genetic disease.Wen Rao took the doctor's order and went to check it. The nurse pushed him into an examination device, and let him out after about 5 minutes.

The result hasn't come out yet, the doctor who gave him the order just now came over, he took the test result and looked at it, "Sinus trauma."

Wen Rao didn't understand all of a sudden.

"Is your nose injured and not treated?" the doctor asked.

Wen Rao recalled it for a while, and had a vague impression of being punched on the bridge of the nose by Lin Fan.But at that time, he didn't take it seriously, and later he did feel pain in his nose.

The doctor said something to the nurse next to him, Wen Rao heard, "Do you want an operation?"

The doctor thought he was afraid, and said soothingly, "Small surgery, it will be done soon."

Just like what the doctor said, because of the anesthesia, I lay down for a while before I felt unconscious. The hair was too long, so in order to avoid affecting the operation, I cut it short at the beginning.Wen Rao felt that his vision had expanded a lot, but before he finished the operation, he got up to see what he looked like now, and put a bandage on his nose.

"Change it regularly, and it will be fine in about a week."

Wen Rao touched his nose, the bandage on it was made of pure cotton and felt soft to the touch.

After coming out of the hospital, when Wen Rao was going downstairs, he took a look at his current appearance on the clean tiles.To be honest, the hair cut is not ugly, and the eyebrows and eyes are exposed, which makes her look less gloomy.As for the stuff on the nose, Wen Rao didn't care much about it.

It was too late to buy clothes. In fact, he had no money to buy clothes. Wen Rao went back to school obediently. The time written on the leave note was five hours. He came back after three hours. The ink in the dormitory went to the classroom until evening self-study, and then calmly went to the classroom.

When he went, he was halfway through the evening self-study, because the get out of class on the second floor of the first and second floors of senior high school was over, and the noise made the students in the entire senior three teaching building feel a little restless.

Wen Rao came in from the back. He was going to sneak in, but the class representative sitting on the teacher's seat suddenly called out to him, "Hey, which class are you from?" It wasn't until he sat down in the last seat that the class representative finally realized who it was.

But Wen Rao's current appearance is a bit funny. He was just an unintentional class representative, but this sound suddenly made the impetuous students who were not interested in books find something to do.They whispered to each other, discussing how ridiculous Wen Rao's current appearance is.

The girls covered their lips and smiled, but the boys were all unconsciously vicious.

"Did he get beaten up again? Seeing him like that makes him angry."

"That's pretty good too, cover up your ugliness."

Wen Rao solved a problem in his heart, and he was still in a good mood, he just rolled his eyes and didn't care about these innocent children.

With his appearance, in Lin Fan's eyes, he was cowardly.Gentle cowardice is a deep-rooted impression in the eyes of almost the whole class, and it is this impression that makes everyone dare to bully him unscrupulously.Lin Fan remembered when he grabbed Wen Rao to do that thing, he was so angry that Wen Rao curled up on the bed, and he just hugged his head and shivered without explaining, until he pulled Wen Rao's hair and put him Pour it over the water dispenser.

cowardly.It's because of cowardice that it's so annoying.

Wouldn't it be a little bit of resistance?

The surrounding discussions became more and more noisy, making Lin Fan's hand holding the pen tremble uncontrollably.What's the noise, these people are sometimes more annoying than gentle, like flies——

Lin Fan wanted to stand up and tell them to shut up, but he was afraid of being misunderstood as being gentle, so he sat in his seat and lowered his head until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and finally seemed to be liberated from a certain situation .

"I'm so hungry, let's have a late-night snack." My friend called him laughing.

Another said, "Let's go, I'm exhausted after sitting all day."

Lin Fan exhaled foul breath, stood up, "Let's go."

At the door of the classroom, he met Fang Qiuxue and Wen Rao who leaned against the wall.Wen Rao was a little happy when the two said something, their lips were all up.

Lin Fan thought of the depression he had just caused because of gentleness, and now seeing him talking and laughing with others indifferently, he just felt that some uncontrollable violent factors were running around in his body.Before his rational brain could tell him what to do, his body had already rudely pushed Wen Rao against the wall, "Get out of the way, don't get in the way."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Little Angel: Why are there so many quick texts?

Scumbag author: Because most of the male protagonists in Quick Transmigration can be sliced ​​and finely divided. If the protagonist does something that has no three views, he can push it all to the system. Anyway, there is something to say

Little Angel: Soga

Scumbag author: Of course the most important thing is to play with the protagonist over and over again hahahahahaha

Gentle: ...

Xue Yihan: Newcomers are newcomers, what do they need to do [scratching head]

Wen Rao: You just have to be a passerby

Scumbag author: [smiles] Just do something ♂ interesting ♀