After becoming the prey of paranoid school grass

He opened his mouth and couldn't speak, so he could only continue to remain silent, like a pool of stagnant water.

When he was pushed to the ground, he bumped into the corner of the wall, and a piece of skin rubbed off his cheek. Wu Xi felt pain just looking at it. He frowned, and reminded, "I'm going to touch it, bear with it."

The potion was cold, and the sting into the wound was very irritating, but He Xi had no other reaction other than clenching his teeth.

He has been beaten many times, and these minor injuries and pains are nothing. Gritting his teeth is a conditioned reflex. He was beaten by his father at school before and accidentally bit his tongue, which was bloody. Since then, he has habitually bit his teeth to avoid hurting Tongue.

Wu Xi thought that he was in severe pain, so he moved more gently, "Where is there any injury?"

He Xi still stood there blankly, neither speaking nor moving, until Wu Xi reached out to lift his clothes, a crack appeared in his expression, he backed up and dodged again and again, almost tripping over the chair, but fortunately Wu Xi had quick eyesight and held him quickly so he didn't fall. But without thanking him, he lowered his head and avoided.

After a long stalemate, as if he had experienced a violent psychological struggle, he was finally willing to take off his dirty school uniform jacket, revealing his thin black body hidden under the cheap fabric, with the skin clinging to his ribs, outlining an ugly shape, because It's black and doesn't show too many bruises, but the uneven scars are more eye-catching.

Wu Xi's expression was dignified, and he took care of the wounds and bruises first, and didn't ask how those old wounds came about. He seemed to be concerned, but he was actually embarrassing the child.

In the past half a day, he had heard a lot of half-truths and half-false gossip from the art teacher Zhang, and he could guess it without asking.Most of these injuries were caused by He Xi's single father.Although it's not an adoptive father like Ji Muquan who doesn't have any good intentions, there are people who will kill their own children.

Some people are born with violent tendencies and lack of upbringing. They wear the cloak of patriarchy to do abuse, and they can even claim that they are all for the good of their children.

He Xi was trembling, not daring to look up at Wu Xi's expression.

It's too ugly, dirty and disgusting. People say he looks like a beggar. Even his biological father would humiliate him as a cowardly waste.

He thought he was numb enough to ignore the contempt, but now he couldn't help but feel fear.If the teacher looks at him like that...

"Here", Wu Xi took out a carton of milk from his pocket as if conjuring, trying to appease the child.

It must be very painful, shaking so much, I don't know if I have eaten at noon.Being so thin is the result of long-term malnutrition. How can anyone grow up so sloppy and thin? Qin Jingze was not as tall as him back then, and he was also skinny. Now that nutrition and exercise keep up, he is tall, strong, and full of energy I can't finish it.

At noon, he specially brought out an extra box of milk, just thinking about He Xi.

The clothes are loose-fitting and have super-large pockets. Wu Xi took out a piece of chocolate pie with his left hand and a pack of soda biscuits with his right hand. He didn't just throw his brains to He Xi, but asked naturally as if sharing with his friends, "Where do you want?" side?"

He Xi stared at him blankly, unable to recover.

Wu Xi tore open the packaging of the chocolate pie, gnawed a few mouthfuls like a hamster, her cheeks were bulging, and she spoke vaguely, "If you don't choose, I will choose first, I like sweet things."

The milk and biscuits stuffed into his hands were still smeared with body heat. The boy's brain was blank, his inferiority complex and fear had not faded away, and he had no ability to think.Several painful places on his body were smeared with wound medicine. The teacher didn't think his clothes were dirty, and even helped him put them on his head.

The clothes were piled between the necks, He Xi shivered and regained consciousness instantly, shrank back a few steps to avoid Wu Xi's hands, put on the clothes by herself, pinched the food too tightly with her palms, and even sweated.

"I looked at your class schedule in the afternoon. After a while, the next two sections will be about morality. Let me tell Teacher Sipin for you. If you don't want to go back to class, you can rest here first." Wu Xi guessed that he would definitely not want to go back to class. People stay.

Idle is also idle, it just so happens that this is a studio, although it has been idle, but there are all the painting tools that should be there.He patted the ashes and turned out a drawing board. He didn't plan to touch the gouache paints, so he simply drew a sketch.

Although junior high school ended later than elementary school, it was not too late. Before school ended, Wu Xi just finished a detailed portrait, smiled and took out an orange from his pocket as a thank you gift, "Thank you for being a model for me. "

Obviously there was not much communication, but after staying together quietly for a few hours, He Xi was obviously much more relaxed than before. He no longer ran away like avoiding a scourge. He took the orange with both hands, quickly glanced at the portrait, and then quickly lowered his head and looked down.

The teacher drew him nicely, but he wasn't that pretty at all.

Wu Xi rolled up the drawing paper carefully, with gentle eyes, "I give it to you, and you will look like this in five years."

Transferring classes or finding parents can't solve He Xi's predicament. He has to discuss it with the school's leaders first, and then the school will try to contact He Xi's father. If not, seek public attention.

It was not time for Qin Jingze to get off work, Wu Xi packed her schoolbag and weighed it, thinking about going to Qin Jingze's office for a while, and going home together at night, when she just left the school, she saw a familiar car parked at the door, looking around, there was no teacher The leader was nearby, so he rushed over in three steps at a time, opened the door and got into the co-pilot, "Leave work early today?"

Before waiting for an answer, he couldn't wait to hook Qin Jingze's neck and kiss him lingeringly.Getting along with He Xi reminded him of Ji Ze in the past. His emotions were very complicated, and he felt a strong sense of unreality. He needed to keep telling himself that this person was fine now, that he would no longer be abused by others, and that he would be cured one day.

If it wasn't for the car parked at the school gate, he would even want to do it right now, only being hugged fiercely can make him feel at ease.

Qin Jingze plundered the breath of the person in his arms, until Wu Xi made a begging sound in his throat and let it go temporarily. He bit his lips and made a deep mark, and wanted to move towards the neck again, but Wu Xi slapped him lightly and hard. With a slap, he reprimanded without any deterrent effect, "Don't kiss the neck... um."

The big dog won't be annoyed if it gets hit, but it's not very obedient, and will lick it if it doesn't let it be kissed.

The temperature in the car quickly burned up, and Wu Xi fell headlong into her broad chest, breathing rapidly, "Go home quickly", and while the agitation has not subsided, she can go home without any scruples.

outside the car.

He Xi quietly chased the teacher out, he couldn't help staring at the teacher, and followed the teacher all the way to get into the car, but still couldn't look away, he watched the teacher kiss a man through the dark car window.

The man was tall and strong, and every inch of his muscles hid powerful strength. The teacher trembled in his arms, unable to tell whether it was happiness or pain.At a certain moment, Wu Xi turned his head slightly, his cheeks were flushed with excitement, and He Xi seemed to have been electrocuted, his hands and feet were stiff and unable to move.

Imprisoning the person in his arms, Qin Jingze raised his head, seemingly inadvertently looking out the window, his eyes collided with the thin black boy holding the drawing paper not far away, without a trace of warmth.

Wu Xi felt that Qin Jingze also drank fake wine today, so fierce.

His upper body sank into the mattress, hanging in the air from his waist, and was firmly controlled by the man. His voice was broken, tuned, and broken with every mouth.

Too passive, unable to break free at all, and kicking with two legs was useless, but seemed to irritate the perpetrator.The position of the bed was knocked out of the way.

What was even more exaggerated was that he woke up in the middle of the night dizzy, but Qin Jingze was not at home. After yelling twice, only Da Mao rushed into the house, knowing to give him a bottle of mineral water to drink.

In fact, I tried holding a water cup at the beginning, but my ability was limited, so I had to settle for bottled water.Wu Xi drank a little, cheered up a little, took out her phone to read the news, and frowned.

The message is short, it can be seen that

Sent in a hurry.It turned out that Qin Jingze was asked to go back from Hong Kong City, and a private plane came to pick him up, so he couldn't leave if he wanted to.

Feeling that nothing good happened, Wu Xi anxiously threw away the phone, forgetting to ask Qin Jingze why he was so rude, and whether there was something on his mind that made him unhappy, and he was preoccupied with trying to figure out what kind of demon Mr. Qin was going to do.

He sent a text message to ask Qin Jingze if he was there, and when he could go home. He opened his eyes and waited for a long time but there was no reply, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and he fell asleep at some point.

If he has something to worry about, he can't sleep well. Wu Xi opened his eyes again at dawn, and the first thing he did was to check the news on his mobile phone.Looking at the reply time, Qin Jingze had just arrived at the place for less than half an hour. He called, but there was no answer. He waited for a while, gritted his teeth, got up to wash, and didn't call again.

Most likely because of Qin Xuechang's trip, otherwise even if he didn't answer, he would call him back as soon as possible.

Qin Jingze suddenly called him ten minutes before leaving for work, saying that he had arranged for a subordinate named Lu Yun to pick him up and send him to work. He also sent a photo on WeChat, asking him to confirm what this person looked like.

It is said that he is picking up and going to and from get off work, but in fact he has to be around him all day long. With such caution, even a fool can feel something is wrong. Wu Xi widened his eyes, "What about you? Are you okay? When will you be back?"

Perhaps it was inconvenient to talk too much on the phone, so the call was quickly hung up.Wu Xi went out in a daze, and was taken aback by the man standing at the door. She took a closer look at the man named Lu Yun, and then slowly took a breath.

"Qin Xuechang detained the boss in the old house, but it is not clear what he wants to do for the time being. The boss intends to wait and see what happens, and keep the backup. I will guard your side, so you can rest assured." Lu Yun is a mercenary who has followed Qin Jingze for several years , The things he has dealt with are big and small, and he has rich experience. Even if Qin Xuechang wants to get something from Wu Xi, he can't succeed.

Wu Xi has a headache.Sitting in the car and rubbing his temples, he persuaded himself to relax and trust Qin Jingze, but he couldn't stop worrying.

Unable to put on a bitter face to teach the students, he managed to keep the corners of his mouth from drooping, but the irritability between his brows and eyes could not be concealed. On the way to the office, he was stopped by the idle bastard in the front row of the third class in the corridor.The half-teenage boys insisted on pretending to be old-fashioned, circling him, asking if he could add WeChat.

Wu Xi was not in the mood to deal with him, she shook her head silently, and walked a few steps quickly to shake him off.The young man was as difficult to deal with as a piece of dog skin plaster, he didn't get angry when he was deflated, and he smiled shamelessly, "Little teacher is in a bad mood? Tell me, tell me!"

Around the corner, I could vaguely hear the laughter and cursing of other bad boys, as if they were praising him for his bravery.

Wu Xi took out her mobile phone and pretended to press it a few times, and put it to her ear, "Director Jiang..."

Director Jiang is the teaching director.

The young man's face immediately changed, like a mouse hearing the movement of a cat, muttering and complaining about why Wu Xi complained when he didn't agree with each other, while running away without a trace.

When he returned to the classroom, he was furious, all the smiling faces disappeared, and he paced to the end of the classroom with a gloomy expression, kicked He Xi who was sitting there to the ground, and overturned the table with a wave of his hand.

If you are in a bad mood, you will take out your anger on the beggars, they have always done this, let alone fight back, the beggars don't even move, they can be beaten up as much as they want.

As expected, He Xi, who fell heavily, was expressionless, and the gangster spat contemptuously. Before he had time to kick his second kick, he was surprised to see He Xi rushing towards the table. He didn't even care about being hit hard by the table. Guarding the table hole as if there was something in it and he didn't want it to fall out.

After a short period of surprise, the gangster raised his eyebrows and sneered, the more he was like this, the more interested he was, and he wanted to kick He Xi away to see what was so precious.Unexpectedly, as soon as he lifted his calf, He Xi stretched out his hand to stop him, and he lost his balance and fell.

fuck. fuck!

I never thought that I would be deflated by a beggar, the bastard couldn't hold back his face, his face was as red as a monkey's butt, he flew into a rage, and cursed.A group of unscrupulous teenagers swarmed towards the back of the classroom.

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In the office, the middle-aged man was wearing gray overalls, smelling of sweat all over his body, and his dark face was so wrinkled that it was hard to tell that he was under 40 years old.

He lowered his head and smiled at the teacher in charge, rubbing his hands uncomfortably, clenching his teeth.

"...That's how things are. Generally speaking, both parties are responsible for this fight. Children of this age need to communicate. Father Hexi, I know you may be busy with work, but you still have to take time to communicate with your children and use force It’s absolutely impossible to solve the problem.” The head teacher was a little impatient, and the smell of sweat was unbearable.

Wu Xi came out of class and passed by the third class. She stopped and wanted to take a look at He Xi, but found that the seat was empty.Not only He Xi, but almost half of the entire third class was missing.

He was a little hesitant to find a student to come out to ask, and after thinking about it, he changed the route to find the head teacher of the third class.After all, he is an art teacher and an intern, so it is more appropriate to ask the teacher.

He knocked on the door, but there was no one in the office. He turned back to Class [-] to find a female student to ask about the situation. The female student was in a hurry to go to the toilet to refill her lipstick. She was very impatient when she was stopped. She changed her face when she saw that it was a beautiful trainee teacher, and smiled. Waving his hand, he didn't care, "It's a fight, and I was taken home by my parents."

fight?Taken home by parents?

For a moment, Wu Xi thought of the lines on He Xi's body that were obviously pulled out by tools, and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling, "Do you know where He Xi's family lives?"

"I don't know." The female student gave him a strange look, "Who can remember where the beggar lives when he has nothing to do? Maybe he lives under the bridge."

He Xi's family doesn't live under the bridge, but it's not much better.

There is no sunlight in the dilapidated basement, the electric lights are dim, and the bulbs may go out at any time.

The door of the room was closed tightly, and the middle-aged man who had a submissive look just now had a completely different face now, with ferocious eyes, a belt in his hand, whistling like wind.

"You're fucking capable, aren't you? You still fight with people? It's all your mother's stupid, stupid bitch who gave birth to you, a bastard like you!"

His frail body curled up in a corner, motionless.

After a long time, He Xi suddenly sneered.

"...Yeah, I've learned a lot."

He raised his head abruptly, with a crying and laughing expression, provocative eyes, "Not only do I fight with people, I also like men, I like teachers!"