strange lover

Lou Yuanyuan always feels that he shouldn't be afraid of pain, isn't it that some things can easily become habits?He has been beaten so many times, it should have become a habit long ago, but why are those dull pains on his body still clamoring unwillingly, grabbing his breath and taking away his sanity.

The water in the sink overflowed slowly along the edge, dripping to the ground, carving crooked lines on the dirty tiles.They have always been familiar with this kind of thing. They fish you out when you are about to suffocate, so as not to suffocate you, and then repeat it again and again, never tired of it.

Lou Yuanyuan was like a rag toy, soaked in water and thrown around. He was trapped in the sink, and he had long since lost any feeling except the cold.

But it shouldn't be cold, autumn has just begun.

He was dragged and thrown to the ground, and there was a muffled thud when the back of his head hit the tiles, but unfortunately they were all laughing, a sound only he could hear.

"Let's go, it's almost time, it seems that class is about to start."

He heard their swearing and ridicule, but his nose and ears were full of water, rumbling, and these sounds hit the eardrums, turning into echoes.There were chaotic footsteps around, and then the world was finally quiet.

The black schoolbag was thrown into the sink, along with the phone.Lou Yuanyuan opened his eyes with difficulty, and a drop of cold water trickled down his eyelashes. He closed his eyes subconsciously, unable to tell whether it was sewage or tears.

He was the only one left in the silent space, and Lou Yuanyuan curled up slowly as if afraid of the cold.He loosened his jaw, and a row of blood beads immediately oozed from his lips.

It was finally over, he closed his eyes, and his eyelashes fell down fragilely.

It turns out that some people really can only live in darkness forever, Lou Yuanyuan thought happily, luckily Brother Yangyang didn't see his embarrassed appearance, otherwise he would definitely think he was useless.

Sheng Songyang and Shen Dandan's eyelids kept twitching after they parted. He didn't really believe in such groundless things, but in the end he sent a text message to Lou Yuanyuan.

And the premonition was confirmed unexpectedly, the person who would reply to his text message in seconds did not reply to his message.Then he immediately dialed the phone, but also did not get any reply.

Sheng Songyang always felt that he was thinking too much. It was normal for Lou Yuanyuan to take a lunch break after returning to school, not to read his text messages or answer his calls.Moreover, he and Shen Dandan had just made an example to others in the morning, so no one would have troubled him so quickly.

He warned himself that Lou was far from being a child, even if something happened to him, he should be able to settle it, and he would definitely feel disgusted if he kept him around for a long time.

No. [-] Middle School, as the name suggests, is the best school in the city. As soon as Sheng Songyang entered the classroom, the head teacher approached him: "Sheng Songyang, come with me to the office."

The head teacher is a middle-aged man with rich experience in teaching and guiding students. For students like Sheng Songyang who have good grades but often skip classes, he has formulated a special strategy to deal with him. The method is also very simple-you have to follow If he comes, you can't fight against him.

After all, the teacher also relies on the students for his living. As long as you have good grades, you can come out on top in every exam and keep his bonus. Even if Sheng Songyang sleeps at home every day, he doesn't care.

Therefore, the teacher in charge didn't look for him to pursue him for skipping class in the morning. Sheng Songyang followed him into the office and saw him take out a stack of materials from the drawer. He looked at the bold letters on the cover and had an idea in his mind.

"The school is looking for a few people to participate in this national mathematics competition. I plan to let you and Lu Wenyao go in our class. You go back and think about it?"

Sheng Songyang took the stack of materials and flipped through it roughly, and hesitated for a while when he saw "a week of closed training": "Where are you going to go for this training?"

"It's not decided yet, but it should be about the same as usual, let's go to the next city..." The head teacher always said something to Sheng Songyang, "You also know that those teachers are not easy to invite, our school only I can go by myself."

Sheng Songyang thought of the person who needed to be taken care of, and shook his head: "I don't seem to be very convenient."

"What's the matter?" The head teacher was a little surprised. In the past, Sheng Songyang would agree to participate in these big and small competitions without blinking an eye. This was the first time he saw Sheng Songyang wanting to refuse because of this.

"Have your parents returned home?"

"No."

"Then what's inconvenient? This competition is actually very important. If you take the first place, you may be recommended by Ningshan University. Don't you always want to be admitted to Ningshan University?" The head teacher didn't know what the indifferent young man in front of him was hesitating , but in his eyes, even if there is a big event, he can't make fun of his own future, "Sheng Songyang, I missed this opportunity, and I can't help you to guarantee that there will be another time."

"But I'm only a sophomore in high school now." The implication of Sheng Songyang's words is that he might not have the same opportunity in his senior year of high school.

The homeroom teacher laughed, as if amused by Sheng Songyang's sudden innocence: "You can guarantee your own grades, but can you guarantee that Ning will send another recommended spot?"

"Oh... There is another possibility," the head teacher said nonchalantly, "If you are [-]% sure of being admitted to Ningda University, then ignore what I said before."

The paper in his hand seemed to gain weight in an instant, Sheng Songyang collected his expression, and replied quietly: "Give me some time to think about it."

The head teacher suddenly became interested: "Can you tell the teacher? What's the inconvenience?"

Sheng Songyang was silent for a while, before briefly summarizing: "I have one more person in my family."

"Who?"

"one person."

"so what?"

"If I go to training, no one will take care of him."

"Who is it? How old are you?"

"About me."

"That's not easy? You bring him to my house, and the teacher can take care of him for a few days?"

Sheng Songyang refused without thinking: "I'm worried."

"..."

"I'm really worried," Sheng Songyang didn't want to talk nonsense, and took the document before leaving, "I'll think about it, and I'll come to you after thinking about it."

Sheng Songyang returned to the classroom, and the bell for the first class in the afternoon just rang.In fact, he had already thought of a solution when he was in the office, but it needed Lou Yuanyuan's consent.

【Reached? 】

【in class? 】

There was still no response on the phone screen. He stared at the few text messages he had sent before, and typed the latest one on the back.

[I'm going to training next week, you come with me, and I'll help you make up for the missed lessons. 】

The pad of the finger did not fall on the top of the send button, and Sheng Songyang's eyes were full of emotions, and finally deleted the words in the box.

[I'm going to training next week, can you go with me? 】