After the leader of He Sen

The people from the police station quickly took Maeda away, and asked Fu Jiang and me to go to make notes.

"Mr. Police Officer, my student was cut on the back by a knife. I want to take him to the health room to treat the wound first. As for the recording, can the time be changed?" I asked.

The police officer named Yamazaki repeatedly agreed: "Yes, you can treat the wound first, and we will come back tomorrow."

No matter how you think about it, the case of a teacher holding a knife and wounding someone in school is very bad. In the next few days, colleagues, students and even the principal who met Mr. Maeda will all be investigated by the police. If you fall in love with such breaking news, the school will definitely be involved in the vortex of public opinion.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

"Fu Jiang, put me down, and I'll go by myself." After escaping from the music classroom, he has been hugging me. No matter how thin I am, I am still an adult woman. His thin body did not leave me halfway , It is also difficult for him.

"Teacher, did you leave your crutch in the music classroom?" He asked me as he put me down gently.

"Ah... yes." Maeda-sensei suddenly got nervous and drew out a knife to attack, and I dropped it in a panic, and then Fu Jiang hugged me and ran wildly, without any time to pick up the crutches.

Without the crutches, I couldn't stand on one foot, so I had to grab his arm wobbly. It's hard to mention going back to get the crutches at this time, after all, he is still injured.

"I'll carry you to the health room." He smiled and hugged my princess again.

Me: ...so embarrassing.

The teacher in the health care room had already left work, and there was no one there. I could only treat Fu Jiang's wounds. I am good at this kind of thing. After preparing alcohol, cotton, and bandages, I urged him to take off his clothes.

He unbuttoned them silently, one by one, so slow that I was anxious, and I couldn't help but do it myself.

"Old...teacher? Are you here?" His voice was unsteady, with a young temptation.

I was baffled: "Where is it not here?" Driven by me, he unbuttoned his buttons much faster. The buttonholes seem to be a bit small, and each button is tightly inserted, which is really troublesome.

"It's finally untied, what are you watching me do? Turn around quickly, I'll use alcohol to disinfect your wound first."

Tomie: "Oh."

He turned around, not to mention the wound on the white back, not even the scar, smooth as a piece of high-quality suet jade, I pinched the tweezers dumbfounded, "Where is the wound?"

I grabbed the clothes he took off and took a look, there were obviously bloodstains on them, but why...

"Fu Jiang, what's going on?"

He looked at me with tears in his eyes, and called out aggrievedly: "Teacher Qingzhi~"

Let me think about it, Mika and Yuko who have called me with this tone so far, now I have to add Tomie.Do I seem like a good coquettish person?

"This is actually related to my ability," he sobbed softly. "My ability allows the wounds on my body to heal quickly, so the wound that was scratched by Maeda teacher just now will disappear."

"Isn't this a good thing?" I wondered, putting the white shirt in my hand back on his shoulders.

"When I was young, my father would often beat me, very hard, and there would be many wounds on my body. At first, when the supernatural power was not awakened, he would restrain himself, but after the supernatural power was awakened, he relied on my quick recovery ability to be even stronger. It gets worse, and no one else can find out."

His words reminded me of bad memories. I felt that my heart was locked in a black box, and the box became smaller and smaller.

"That's why I don't want others to know about my abilities. No one else knows except my family members. The teacher will help me keep this secret, right?" He looked at me pleadingly.

"I won't tell others, no one will tell." I endured the pain in my heart to comfort him, "Then how is your father now? Will he still...will he still beat you?"

"He was sick and passed away a few years ago," he said with downcast eyes.

"That's fine." I thought silently in my heart, and didn't say this impolite thought out of my mouth.

"Are you living with your mother now?" I asked.

"No, my mother died when I was very young, and I live alone now."

"That's it." An orphan like me, "You can come to me if you have any difficulties in life, and I will help as much as possible if I can."

"Teacher is really a good man!" Fu Jiang's slender hands stretched out from under his half-folded white shirt to hug me, his voice hoarse.

I patted him on the back to comfort him. Before that, I vaguely felt that Fu Jiang was a little strange, but now it seems that I am the one who is suspicious.

The blood-stained part of the shirt was cut off by Fu Jiang's pair of scissors and burned completely. The gap that was not obvious at first has now become a big hole.

"Actually, the blood stains are not too much, and it can still be worn after washing the seams."

I think it's a pity that he cut the clothes like this with two big scissors so simply.

"I hate things with blood on them, it feels disgusting." Fu Jiang said unhappily.

It seems that I have a cleanliness, so I can't say much, but, "Isn't it strange to wear clothes with such a big hole in the back on the street? Didn't you bring a school uniform jacket?" better.

"The school uniform jacket is so ugly, I don't want to wear it. And it's been so hot recently, I'm sweating all over."

I fell into deep doubts. Is this wayward and picky guy in front of me the same person as that poor little guy just now?

"I also said to take off the coat on my body and wear it for you. It seems that it's better to forget it. You can go home like this."

"Wait, teacher, I found that the temperature is still relatively low in the evening, so it's okay to wear a coat." Fu Jiang changed his face in an instant, pretending to look at me pitifully.

"Oh." I took off my coat, "You can put it on, I don't need to return this coat, I have many more coats like this."

Fu Jiang put on my coat, which was a little too small but still fit, "Teacher, don't always wear such a stuffy uniform, you look beautiful in a skirt."

"My legs are so ugly, they don't suit me to wear skirts." When wearing trousers, the long trouser legs can be concealed, and wearing skirts can clearly see the appearance of unipeds, and people will gossip more.

After I said this, I saw Fu Jiang's unbelievable expression, "Teacher, what are you talking about? Where is it ugly?"

"Incompleteness is always ugly."

"What, isn't the statue of Venus mentioned in the art class also incomplete? Isn't it still exaggerated by others?" Fu Jiang didn't believe my words.

I couldn't laugh or cry: "How can people compare with statues?"

"Why can't I say I can."

What a wayward child.

"Teacher, do you think this mole looks good on me?" Fu Jiang approached me suddenly, and his beautiful and flirtatious face was pulled so close, I felt almost dizzy, and the strange thing was that his expression was also blank for a moment.

The mole under the left eye embellished the original very good looks, I nodded honestly: "It looks good."

"That's right," he laughed, his brows and eyes full of vivid pride, "If I also had a mole like this under my right eye, I wouldn't look so good. It's the same as the statue of Venus who lacks an arm."

I:? ?Where is the same reason?Arguments by analogy don't work that way either.

But I don't hate him.His character wanders in a very dangerous boundary zone, sometimes fragile, sometimes willful, but he loves himself very much, and it is not easy to maintain such a character when he grows up in such a family environment.