Wear to the villain when he was young

Fu Yunchuan's pain nerves are relatively sensitive, and the pain that is insignificant in the eyes of others will be magnified hundreds of times and thousands of times when reflected on him.

Therefore, his brother is especially precious to him, and he is afraid of accidentally hurting him.

According to the posture in which he fell just now, and the weight of the two other people, the fall is probably not light.

Sure enough, the arm was dislocated, and it hurt like hell to move it.

Xia Bing ran over and pushed Su Moran away, helped Fu Yunchuan up, and asked worriedly, "How is it?"

Fu Yunchuan forced a smile with a pale face, "No, nothing."

"Shit, you're in such pain, how can you be fine!" Xia Bing didn't dare to help his arm, so he had to hold his waist, "Go, I'll take you to the infirmary."

Fu Yunchuan nodded, "OK."

He took two steps, stopped, turned around and looked at Su Moran who was stunned, and comforted him with a smile: "I'm fine, you go and eat."

When the young man spoke, half of the color on his face was gone, beads of sweat were dripping on his forehead, and the crystal clear beads were shining under the reflection of the sun.

Seeing that Su Moran didn't move, he said again: "What are you doing in a daze, go, the cafeteria will run out of food if it's late."

Xia Bing frowned and said: "Okay, it's all like this, and I don't care if others eat or not, don't worry, I won't die of hunger!"

He forcibly took Fu Yunchuan to the infirmary, fearing that if he said another word, the pain would intensify.

Fu Yunchuan looked back as he walked, with a slight smile on his face.

When we arrived at the infirmary, after waiting for about ten minutes, the school doctor came slowly, asked why, raised his arm, pulled it, pushed it twice, then put it down slowly, "Move."

Fu Yunchuan raised his arm carefully, turned it up and down, finally his face was no longer as pale as before, and slightly moistened with blood, he raised his lips and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

The school doctor explained: "Just reset, you still have to pay attention, try not to carry heavy objects these two days, don't get tired."

Fu Yunchuan said indifferently: "Will it dislocate again when lifting heavy objects?"

School doctor: "No one can guarantee this, it's always good to be careful."

Xia Bing was rather nervous, and said: "Just listen to the doctor."

Turning around and asking again: "Do you need to take medicine or fix it with plaster?"

The school doctor looked at him with the look of looking at the second fool, "This classmate is funny enough, he is just dislocated, not disabled."

Xia Bing whispered coercively: "If he is disabled, shall I come to you!"

The school doctor frowned: "What did you say?"

"No, he didn't say anything. Goodbye, teacher." After thanking Fu Yunchuan, he took his arm and walked out quickly.

Afraid of being slow, Xia Bing quarreled with others.

Xia Bing said as he walked, "Fuck, what kind of attitude did he just have, what is it called disabled!"

Fu Yunchuan shook his head, "When did your temper become so hot?"

Xia Bing frowned, and unconsciously pointed his hand forward, "It's not that who made the trouble!"

His finger really pointed out "then who".

Fu Yunchuan looked at the tall figure in front of him, and greeted him with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Su Moran looked at him coldly, saw that his face had turned rosy, took out the key from his pocket and threw it to him, "Your."

Fu Yunchuan took it, his clear and bright eyes sparkled, "This is?"

"The key to the dormitory." Su Moran said quietly.

Fu Yunchuan held the key in front of his eyes and asked uncertainly, "Ours?"

Su Moran kept his hand in his pocket, and kicked the stone at his feet, "What do you think?"

"Hahaha." Fu Yunchuan laughed. Just as he was about to put his hand on Su Moran's shoulder, he recalled that he didn't like being touched by others, so he retracted it, and said cheerfully, "Do you want to sleep on the upper or lower bunk? I don't care anyway. OK, you pick first."

The corners of Su Moran's mouth drooped, and he said expressionlessly, "I'm on the upper bunk."

Fu Yunchuan shook the key, "Okay, then I'll go down to the bunk."

They can finally be in the same room together, and they will get twice the result with half the effort.

Not daring to laugh too much, for fear of scaring Su Moran, he forced the corners of his lips down: "Have you eaten yet?"

Su Moran put on the earphones again, turned around and walked forward without answering his question.

Fu Yunchuan frantically followed behind him, and kept saying, "I don't know if it's far from the school? How's the environment like? I heard that it's just been built there, why don't you accompany me to buy some potted plants after class this evening..."

He was afraid that Su Moran might not be able to hear clearly with the earphones on, so he leaned closer to say it, but because he was too excited, he forgot about Xia Bing who was standing behind him.

Looking at Fu Yunchuan's dog-legged appearance, Xia Bing once again realized what it means to hate iron but not steel.

Can't he be tougher! !

Due to the long tossing time, the cafeteria had run out of food, so Fu Yunchuan and Xia Bing went to the school convenience store to buy bowls of noodles, served with chicken feet and pickled mustard, and ate something casually.

That's all he's good about, he's not picky about food, as long as it's not too cold, he's basically fine.

When he was about to finish eating, he deliberately bought some more food, not as casual as when he bought it for himself. He picked and picked for a long time.

Get rid of those spicy, deep-fried, and heavy-flavored ones.

Xia Bing took a sip of instant noodles and said, "Just buy whatever you want, I don't choose."

"Who said I bought it for you," Fu Yunchuan rolled his eyes at him, "If you want to eat, take it yourself, I'll treat you."

Xia Bing clicked his lips twice, "Then who did you buy it for?"

Fu Yunchuan replied: "Su Moran."

Xia Bing: "..."

Fuck, the instant noodles are no longer fragrant.

Fu Yunchuan bought a lot, one bag couldn't fit in it, and Xia Bing snatched some of his other hand just as he was about to touch the bag, "Your arm is just right, do you want to be disabled again?"

He took the bag and walked ahead.

Fu Yunchuan followed behind and patted his shoulder, "Bing, you are really my good buddy!"

Xia Bing: "Get lost."

When he entered the classroom, he looked up and saw someone sleeping in the corner. This time he took off his school uniform jacket and covered his entire head.

Xia Bing put down the bag heavily and returned to his seat.

Fu Yunchuan quietly pulled away the chair, sat down carefully, and gently took out the things in the bag.

Remembering that the math teacher had left homework, he waited for Su Moran to wake up while writing homework.

The time to do the papers is always fast, and half an hour has passed by the time he finishes it, and it will be one o'clock soon, and the class will start in one hour.

Holding the water glass, he stood up and went to the water room to get a glass of water. When he came back, Su Moran just woke up.

He shook his head first, then rubbed his face with his hands, and after all his emotions settled down, he slowly raised his head and met Fu Yunchuan's eyes.

Fu Yunchuan put down the water glass and pushed the snacks on the table to him, "No, I bought them for you."

Su Moran frowned slightly, paused for a while, took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat and put it in front of him, "Scan the QR code."

"Huh?" Fu Yunchuan was overwhelmed with surprise, "Why?"

Su Moran said without expression: "Here's the money."

Fu Yunchuan didn't realize it, money, what money?

After a while, when he saw the snacks on the table, he realized that it was this.

He waved his hand, "No, I just treat you to eat."

Su Moran raised his eyebrows slightly, and repeated, "Scan the QR code."

Fu Yunchuan thought for a second, isn't this a good opportunity to ask for WeChat?After adding friends, you can chat, chat and chat, and influence the young master, won't his mission be completed?

In the next second, he was afraid that Su Moran would regret it, he took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and scanned his QR code.

Perhaps the contrast between his front and back was too great, and the corners of Su Moran's mouth twitched unconsciously.

Fu Yunchuan was so immersed in the joy of asking for the boss's WeChat account that he didn't notice his little expression.

After a while, a notification sounded, indicating that the friend was successfully added.

Su Moran's profile picture is a dark picture without any embellishments, and he has never posted a single one on Moments.

His WeChat is very similar to himself, it looks like he has no friends and is very lonely.

Su Moran: "How much?"

"Huh?" Fu Yunchuan thought for a while, "Not much, you can do whatever you want."

It's just that he didn't expect Su Moran's "casualness" to be so bold.

... He transferred 1000 yuan.

Fu Yunchuan looked at the transfer amount, and his temples twitched a few times, "Did you write one more zero?"

Su Moran put away the phone and said softly, "No."

"Why did you give me so much?" Fu Yunchuan asked.

Su Moran glanced at his arm, "Isn't your arm injured? I'll pay for the medical expenses."

Fu Yunchuan shook back and forth, "I'm fine now."

Su Moran: "If you ask you to accept it, you will accept it. There is so much nonsense."

Fu Yunchuan asked softly, "What if I don't accept it?"

Su Moran: "Delete friends."

Fu Yunchuan: "..."

Hold.

tough enough.

Fu Yunchuan took the money directly, and pursed his lips and said, "Then use the money to buy potted plants."

Su Moran: "As you wish."

There is a saying, imagination is beautiful, reality is skinny.

The plan to buy potted plants was still aborted.

After the evening self-study get out of class, the driver of Fu's family came to pick up Fu Yunchuan, but he sent him away and leaned against the school gate to wait for Su Moran to come out.

The figure of the boy under the street lamp was dragged very long, vaguely interlaced with the shadows of the trees, and the stretch was like a picture scroll.

Su Moran walked out with his earphones and backpack slung across his body. There was no expression on his fair face, and his eyes were as deep as usual.

He walked unhappily, and kept staring ahead, wondering what he was thinking.

Fu Yunchuan jumped over and blocked his way, "Hey."

Su Moran stopped, with doubts in his eyes.

Fu Yunchuan explained: "You forgot, we are going to buy potted plants together."

Su Moran: "I didn't promise you again."

Fu Yunchuan moved to his side, "But you didn't object."

As he spoke, he went to pull the backpack on his shoulders, "Give it to me, I will carry it for you."

Su Moran glanced down at his small body, with a look of disdain, "Just you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Fu Yunchuan leaned forward, puffed up his chest, "I'm also very strong, okay?"

Su Moran looked at his "very strong" body, shook his head, and hopped forward.

Fu Yunchuan was at least 1.8 meters tall, and he was not very happy to be looked down upon so much. He rolled up his sleeves, showed off the muscles in his arms, and said triumphantly, "It's amazing."

Su Moran looked at him with the eyes of an idiot, and smiled slightly.

Fu Yunchuan suffered a [-]-point critical blow to his mind, and was about to refute when suddenly several people appeared in front of him, crossing their chests and blocking their way.

The one at the head is still very familiar.

Fu Yunchuan lowered his arms, his face became serious, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Zhou Qiang, you're blocking Grandpa's way."

Zhou Qiang raised his hand to scrape his nose, and snorted coldly: "My good grandson, you are what Grandpa is waiting for!"

As he spoke, he hooked his fingers provocatively at Su Moran, "Su Moran, do you dare to hit me!"

Just as Su Moran lifted his foot and took a step, Fu Yunchuan stood in front of him, hugged his chest and said, "How can you kill a pig with a butcher's knife, I'll do it!"