Wear to the villain when he was young

"What did you say?" The pen in Fu Yunchuan's hand fell onto the paper, poking a hole faintly, and after turning half a circle, it rolled to the ground.

Liu Chang repeated: "Brother Ran wants to transfer schools."

"Where are the others?" Fu Yunchuan asked anxiously with a flash of panic on the spot.

"Who?"

"Su Moran."

Liu Chang supported the table with his hands: "I didn't see it, but I just heard that he seems to have gone to the fifth floor..."

Fu Yunchuan could no longer hear other voices, and there was a sentence in his mind: Su Moran wants to transfer schools, Su Moran wants to transfer schools, Su Moran wants to transfer schools...

No, he cannot turn.

He doesn't allow him to turn.

Before Liu Chang finished speaking, he quickly ran out of the classroom, ran up the stairs, first ran out of breath to the door of the dean's office, pushed the door in without knocking, "Director Cheng——"

No one was in the office.

Turning around and continuing to run upstairs, a classmate came over from the opposite side, and the two accidentally bumped into each other. He reached out to hold on to the handrail of the stairs to stabilize his body that was about to slide.

"Hey, classmate, are you okay?" the senior in the third year asked.

Fu Yunchuan ignored him, passed him and continued to run.

A conversation came from behind: "Who is that person?"

"You don't know him? He's a man of the hour in the second grade of high school."

"Who is it?"

"Fu Yunchuan."

"Oh, oh, the one who was very good last semester, but suddenly very good this semester?"

"That's right, that's him. When I handed in my homework in the morning, I heard the grade director say that he is the first in grade in this midterm exam."

"Damn it, it's so awesome."

"No, it's awesome."

"..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, Fu Yunchuan was not in the mood to listen to what they said about being the first in grade, all he knew was that Su Moran could not transfer to another school.

Must not turn.

In the blink of an eye, he went up to the fifth floor. The fifth floor was the teachers' offices. He didn't know which office Su Moran was in, so he started looking for each one.

The teachers who were chatting were suddenly frightened by the sudden appearance. Before they could react, the man had already run away.

Fu Yunchuan went from the east to the west, and he didn't miss any of them. Maybe it was because he ran for too long, sweat dripped from his forehead, and even his hair was wet.

After a while, he stood in front of the office door in the center, took a deep breath, raised his hand and knocked twice.

"Come in." The physics teacher's voice came from inside.

Fu Yunchuan pushed the door open, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a figure standing in front of the desk.

Tall and slender, just like in memory.

"You are like this. If you don't understand anything, you must ask me. I will tell you. This time the question type is a bit difficult..." The physics teacher looked at the figure that appeared behind him, paused, and asked with his head tilted: "Student Fu Are you alright?"

When the physics teacher asked the question, the figure in front of him didn't move, just stood upright, didn't seem to care who came in at all?

what purpose.

Fu Yunchuan came over, stood a few steps away, pointed at Su Moran and said, "Teacher, excuse me, I have something to say to him."

The physics teacher asked in a daze, "You came here in such a hurry, do you have something to talk to Su?"

Fu Yunchuan nodded.

Physics teacher: "Well then, just wait a moment, we'll finish right away."

Fu Yunchuan stared at Su Moran's back for a while, then turned and left.He didn't go far, but leaned against the wall and waited quietly.

The last class in No. [-] Middle School is usually a self-study class, and the teachers can only relax in this class.

While he was standing at the door of the office waiting for someone, teachers kept coming and going, looking at each of them with their heads tilted with interest.

There is inquiry in the eyes.

He stood there motionless, as if turning himself into a sculpture.

The sculpture has been in one posture for a long time, and I feel a little tired, so I changed to another posture.

He stuffed his hands into his pockets, lowered his head slightly, and the sweat-soaked hair on his forehead also fell down as he lowered his head. The slightly longer hair obscured his eyes.

The eyelids were half closed, even hiding the deep light.

Today's weather is gloomy, it's already a bit dark at five o'clock, and the lights in the corridor haven't been turned on yet, so he's in the shadows.

A few minutes later, the door of the office opened and someone came out.

Feeling his unique aura, Fu Yunchuan blocked his way and said, "Let's talk."

Su Moran wore a hat when he came to school today. The black brim of the hat covered half of his face, making it difficult to see his expression clearly. He could only feel that he was not well from his tightly pursed lips. Mood.

He didn't say anything, and walked forward past Fu Yunchuan.

Fu Yunchuan followed and said again: "Let's talk."

Su Moran's footsteps still didn't stop.

Fu Yunchuan raised his eyes and looked up. The top of the stairs was connected to the roof. Without saying a word, he grabbed Su Moran's wrist and walked towards the roof.

The staircase was designed to be somewhat concealed, and no one of the teachers walking around noticed that they had gone up it.

Su Moran let him drag his arms up to the roof.

Although it is early winter, the weather is already very cold. It has just rained a few days ago, and the temperature has dropped a lot. Standing on the roof, you can feel what is called "wind like scissors" in an instant.

It is no exaggeration to say that the wind hit the face as painful as cutting flesh, but even with this feeling, the two of them still did not move.

You look at me, I look at you.

Fu Yunchuan hadn't seen Su Moran for a few days, all his persistence, all his attachments, those warnings to himself, were blown to pieces by the wind at this moment.

fuck his morals.

fuck his ethics.

to his task.

Fuck him can't.

He told himself he was not wrong, he just happened to like him.

And he just happened to be a boy...

Fu Yunchuan took a step forward and said in a trembling voice, "Su Moran, I—"

The hat on Su Moran's head was blown away by the wind, and he put it in his pocket without any intention of picking it up. He didn't know if he was angry or something, but he just stared straight at it without saying a word.

Fu Yunchuan's legs trembled under his stern gaze. In fact, in the past few days of getting along with him, he really didn't see him appearing ruthless.

Now, when he suddenly saw that expression that made his heart tremble, he always felt overwhelmed.

He wanted to say, Su Moran, don't look at me like that.

Su Moran, I didn't do it on purpose.

Su Moran, I don't want to either.

Su Moran, can we go back to the past?

brother ran...

I'm wrong.

I will not do it again.

Not pushing you out.

Who do you like?

I will always like you for sure.

Seeing that he was silent, Fu Yunchuan took another step closer, "Brother Ran."

Su Moran stared at him, and said for a long while, "Are you here to see me off school?"

Fu Yunchuan shook his head, "No."

Su Moran approached him slowly, pushing back step by step, "No? Then what are you here for?"

Fu Yunchuan continued to back away: "I want to talk to you."

The corner of Su Moran's mouth raised a mocking smile: "Talk? Talk about what? Talk about how you didn't keep your promise?"

Another approaching step.

Fu Yunchuan was only focused on retreating but didn't notice the situation behind him. His legs were suddenly blocked by a half-height wall, and his upper body leaned back inertially.

Before he had time to think more, his wrist was pulled by a force, and his leaning body also stopped there.

Su Moran tugged on his arm, but instead of pulling him back, he stuck to him and said close to him, "Then let's talk."

Fu Yunchuan trembled his eyelashes, looked left and right, "Talking like this?"

Su Moran nodded, "That's a good talk."

When he spoke, his mouth was close to his ear, and the warm breath was blowing on his face. During the alternation of hot and cold, a fine layer of pimples appeared on Fu Yunchuan's face.

He swallowed, turned his head to stare at the person in front of him, "I, I don't want to."

Su Moran moved his hand behind him, "What don't you want to do?"

Fu Yunchuan closed his eyes, and said, "I don't want you to transfer schools."

It is better to say that he yelled what he said than he said it, and even the loudest voice echoed.

Su Moran said forcefully: "Don't you say we need to keep a distance? Then I'll transfer to another school to do your shit!"

Fu Yunchuan drooped his eyes, and said pleadingly: "Brother Ran, I was wrong, I won't say it again in the future."

"Wrong? How could you be wrong." Su Moran snorted coldly, "You play with me when you're happy, but when you're unhappy, you want to kick me away. How can this be wrong?"

"Brother Ran, I haven't." Fu Yunchuan argued, "I've never thought about it that way, and I would never do that. I really regard you as a friend."

I really regarded you as a friend before, and from this moment I regard you as the person I like.

Su Moran snorted lightly: "Sincerely? Do you have it?"

Fu Yunchuan knew that he was angry, and it was useless to explain it, so he kept admitting his mistake, "Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never dare again, don't transfer to another school, okay?"

This is the most reverent way he calls him "Brother" since joking.

Unfortunately, Su Moran didn't buy it, "Who the fuck wants to be your brother."

"Brother, I..."

"To shut up!"

Su Moran roared, pushed the person down again, and threatened: "Believe it or not, I will push you down from here."

I don't know why when he said this, Fu Yunchuan didn't have any fear at all, and even had a thought of relief. If he could die by his hands, in fact...

Also good.

In this way, he doesn't have to secretly like him anymore.

Humble and heart-wrenching thought.

His eyes dimmed inch by inch, and he said with the wind: "If that can relieve your anger, then you can push."

He said slowly closing his eyes.

Su Moran didn't expect him to say that, his expression was blank for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he cursed: "Fuck, do you think I dare not?"

Fu Yunchuan opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a wrong way: "Brother Ran, you are still cute when you are not swearing."

"..."

Su Moran felt as if he had punched the cotton with his fist.

Push him down?

How could he.

How could he be willing.

Fu Yunchuan didn't know what he was thinking, but thought he was still angry, so he stretched out his hand and tore off his clothes, "If you don't push it, get out of class will be over, and many students will see it then."

This is probably the most stupid person would say.

Listening to what he said, Su Moran slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and pulled him back with force.

The moment Fu Yunchuan stood normally, he felt the blood rushing to his forehead uncontrollably, and his brain suddenly became dizzy.

He is not in good health, plus he got caught in the rain and caught a cold a few days ago, and he was blown by the wind for more than ten minutes before he recovered.

He only had time to shout: "Brother Ran..."

When Fu Yunchuan woke up, the street lights were already on outside, and the hazy yellow light came in through the glass windows, casting a shadow in the house.

A beautiful flower shape was born in the sway.

He opened his eyes and took a closer look. The decoration style was very cold, black and white, and there were no extra decorations in the room, not even a photo.

It's really hard to guess where this is?

He lifted the quilt and walked out of bed barefoot. Just two steps away, the door opened, and someone's voice came in from the light in the corridor.

When he took a closer look, an incredible light flashed in his eyes.

Why is he here?

Su Moran walked in, put his hand on Fu Yunchuan's forehead, and said softly, "Don't you know that you still have a fever?"

Fu Yunchuan was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Oh, it's a little bit, but it's not very serious."

"You can run around if it's not serious?" Su Moran said, "You can go upstairs?"

Fu Yunchuan was speechless, pursed his lips, and called out, "Brother Ran."

Su Moran turned around with his hands in his pockets and walked out.

Fu Yunchuan followed and asked, "Is this your home?"

Su Moran: "Yes."

Fu Yunchuan: "Your house is quite big."

Su Moran: "Yes."

Fu Yunchuan: "Will you be afraid if you live alone?"

He didn't feel anything when he asked, but when he finished asking, thinking of the plots in the book, he felt as if he wanted to slap himself in the mouth.

It really is a pot that cannot be opened without mentioning.

In such a big house, besides myself, I am a servant, so how could I not be afraid.

Su Moran opened his mouth this time, and said in a low voice, "I'm used to it."

Seeing him speak, Fu Yunchuan thought to himself, he should seize this opportunity to reconcile with him, moved to his side and asked: "Then can I come to play more often in the future?"

His eyes are big, and his eyelashes flutter when he speaks, like a cattail fan.

Su Moran turned her head to look at him, and said after a long time, "Yes."

When Fu Yunchuan heard this, he felt happy.

It's okay, it's okay, I'm not angry anymore.

Without even thinking about it, he put his hand on Su Moran's shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother Ran, I'm hungry."

He couldn't eat or sleep well these days, and every time he thought of the scene of the two arguing in the rain, his heart would break, but he didn't know what to do.

I don't even know how to break this deadlock.

Fortunately, he came to school on his own initiative.

Fu Yunchuan thought of the school, and once again remembered that he was going to transfer to another school, he stopped suddenly, stood in front of Su Moran, and asked, "Do you still want to transfer to another school?"

Time stands still.

Su Moran watched his eyes darken inch by inch, like stars that have lost their light, and immediately lost the intention to tease him, "Who said I want to transfer?"