Cross the sea

He Zhen is not as annoying as Zhou An imagined.

"Choose A for this question, on page 78 of the second volume, conceptual questions."

Hezhen put down the pen, walked to the door and turned on the hair dryer to continue blowing the sheets, but the line was not long enough, which made Hezhen's movements look a little funny, like a pinned doll.

"Why don't you use mine."

Zhou An's voice was not loud, and was quickly covered by the wind. He Zhen noticed the sight from his side, turned off the hair dryer and turned his head: "Where else can't."

"No."

Zhou An scratched his head tactically, "I asked if you want to use my hair dryer, the cord is relatively long."

He Zhen put the bed sheet back, unplugged it, said "it's almost done", and walked out.

Zhou An puffed up his cheeks and turned the chair back. He casually flipped through the textbook Hezhen gave him, and there were densely packed notes on it. Thinking of his unopened book, Zhou An sighed.

In fact, Hezhen is not bad. He gave Hezhen a lot of eyes before, but he doesn’t hold grudges. He will help answer any questions he asks, and even show him the notes directly, except for not letting him refer to the papers. In addition, it is more complete than the professor.

Zhou An began to review his previous superficial behavior. He randomly drew a few circles on the outline of the thesis. After a few minutes, the mobile phone on the shelf rang.

Zhou An didn't care at first, the continuous ringing made his temples thump, he stood up and took a look, the phone was a model a few years ago, it should be Hezhen.

The caller ID said mother, and there was a big headshot of a woman in the top circular box. Zhou An thought it was a bit funny at first. He Zhen, who usually speaks coldly, actually set a caller ID photo for his mother.

But soon, Zhou An felt that the woman in the photo looked familiar.

The green answer button kept beating, and Zhou An stared at it, but the screen went dark before he remembered it.

If he couldn't remember it, he didn't want to. Zhou An sat back to write the outline of the thesis. The black pen was turned between his fingers, and he didn't write a word after several back and forth. He simply put down the pen and fell on the bed to watch tomorrow's game. An updated version is introduced.

The plastic bag under his buttocks creaked, Zhou An sat up with his arms propped up, took the plastic bag and threw it aside.

The white wobbled and fell to the ground. Zhou An glanced at it, and the name of the convenience store printed on the bag was dazzling red.

"Grass."

Zhou An touched his nose, "No way..."

It started to rain.

He Zhen stood on the steps for a while, stretched out his hand, fine rainwater fell on his palm, and his hand was quickly wet.

There is a distance from the laboratory building to the dormitory, but if you walk fast, you won't be too embarrassed by the rain.

Even if he walked under the tree, several pea-sized raindrops fell into He Zhen's back collar and continued down his spine.

In less than 2 minutes, the density of the rainwater was obviously several times higher than before. The original loose top was quickly attached to the skin, and He Zhen walked faster with his head depressed.

Turning around an intersection, He Zhen heard footsteps getting closer and closer behind him. It sounded urgent. He subconsciously stood aside to make way, but in the next second, someone pressed his shoulder and pushed him aside.

"Why are you running so fast?"

Shen Linwei wiped his face and sneered: "Huh? Ask you, why are you running so fast?"

He Zhen looked at Shen Linwei and said, "I didn't run away."

"Okay, let's talk."

Shen Linwei's ending was very long, and he greeted the boys behind him, who surrounded He Zhen.

"Where are my shoes?"

"What shoes?"

Shen Linwei laughed, he licked his lips, leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Playing stupid, aren't you?"

Before He Zhen could open his mouth, Shen Linwei stepped forward suddenly, with his right hand resting on his neck, with such great strength that He Zhen couldn't lift his head.

"I ask again, where are my shoes?"

Big drops of rainwater hit the concrete floor, and the shadow cast in front of him disappeared. He Zhen lowered his head and saw the brand-name sneakers on Shen Linwei's feet that were soaked in water.

"Are not you just saw it."

He Zhen tilted his head, facing Shen Linwei's overly messy eyebrows, he suddenly wanted to laugh, almost suppressing the urge to laugh, He Zhen paused for a while before saying: "Why do you still ask me?"

"Yeah, I saw—to—"

The next second after the voice fell, the person standing behind raised his leg and kicked He Zhen's leg. He Zhen was completely unprepared and fell forward with strength. Shen Linwei quickly took a step back and looked at He Zhen. Really fell before the toe of his shoe.

Elbows and knees grazed the ground hard, and it hurt more than Hezhen imagined. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so painful.

Shen Linwei squatted down, and he nodded He Zhen's head twice with his fingers, and said in a gloomy tone, "Isn't it inappropriate to see the shoes I gave you in the trash can?"

He Zhen struggled to stand up, but his knees hurt and he trembled all over. He could only maintain a half-squat position, and whispered: "What you give me is mine. It can stay in the shoe cabinet, the dining table, or it can be a garbage can."

"I.fuck.you.!"

Shen Linwei cursed word by word. He pulled He Zhen's hair and watched He Zhen being picked up by him like a broken doll.

Shen Linwei's parents had a son when they were old, and they didn't have this only son until they were 50 years old. They were obedient to him. Shen Linwei had never been humiliated like this, and the humiliation came from He Zhen, whom he didn't like at all.

But this impulse was quickly extinguished. What extinguished Shen Linwei was not the increasing rain, but the blood dripping from the corner of He Zhen's forehead.

The scarlet blood was diluted by the rain before it touched the eyelids, and the pale pink flowed down the cheeks, and finally condensed into a huge blood drop on the pointed chin.

Seeing blood was not what Shen Linwei expected. He just wanted to vent his anger, but he never thought of making He Zhen feel bad.

Shen Linwei let go of his hands and stood up, raised his foot and kicked Hezhen on the back lightly, and then commented on him: "It's really fucking useless."

God didn't mean to let him go because he was pitiful, He Zhen sat on the ground thinking so, he raised his hand to wipe his right eye, but the foggy redness in front of his eyes did not disappear, He Zhen was stunned for a moment before seeing the redness on the palm of his hand. Beads of blood came out.

He Zhen didn't do it on purpose. In order to vent his anger without being noticed, he threw away the paper bag that Shen Linwei wrapped around his sneakers, walked halfway around the school with his shoelaces, and finally threw it into the trash can behind the cafeteria.

He Zhen didn't know how Shen Linwei found out, and he didn't have time to think about it, because the people holding umbrellas in the distance were getting closer and closer, until he stepped on a puddle and splashed dirty water on He Zhen's face, He Zhen was convinced That's not an illusion in the rain.

The boy was wearing a loose hoodie, holding a black umbrella handle with his slender fingers, looking down at him from above.

The cold wind seemed to be able to penetrate people, and the smell of rain gradually seeped into the air. Li Chengyun looked at the motionless Hezhen, and felt that if he didn't speak, Hezhen seemed to be able to sit here and become a Buddha.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Li Chengyun asked.

He Zhen was still sitting dumbfounded, with his head lowered all the time, and the exposed neck was so fragile that Li Chengyun could crush it with force.

It was enough to show kindness once, Li Chengyun didn't speak again, he raised his hand and put on his hat, his whole face was hidden in the shadow.

If you want to become a Buddha here, you can become a Buddha. Li Chengyun turned around, and after taking a step, the person behind him suddenly called his name with a hoarse voice.

Li Chengyun turned around, He Zhen looked up at him, the crystal clear blood stained He Zhen's eyes and collar.

"Pull me up."

He Zhen raised his hand calmly, pursed his lips, and then said, "I can't stand up."

Who can help the Buddha cross the catastrophe, anyway, it won't be him.

Li Chengyun stood for a while, walked over, and then stretched out his hand to Hezhen.

The temperature in the infirmary was moderate, and several people were queuing up in the white-painted corridor. Li Chengyun glanced at He Zhen who was drenched in his body, and raised his hand to pat the boy in front of him on the shoulder.

The boy turned his head and looked refreshed. Li Chengyun smiled and said politely: "Can I go in first?"

Li Chengyun was half a head taller than the boy. The boy looked him up and down for a while and said, "They're all in line, and we won't be waiting too long."

"I can wait as long as I want, but he shouldn't be able to."

Li Chengyun's body leaned to the side, and He Zhen's pale face was exposed. The people in front turned around when they heard the sound, and the smile on Li Chengyun's face remained unchanged. He continued, "Do you think he looked Waking up to die?"

Li Chengyun brought Hezhen to the front of the team. Perhaps the doctors in the infirmary were used to seeing students who pretended to be sick and gave false notes. The moment they saw Hezhen, their impatience was replaced by surprise.

The wound was hidden by the hair on the forehead. The doctor wearing a white round cap disinfected the wound, and at the same time looked up lightly at Li Chengyun who was standing aside.

"I'm here to save lives."

Li Chengyun shrugged.

He Zhen wanted to speak, but was glared at by the doctor who was wrapping the gauze on him, and she said in authentic Haishi dialect: "Don't tell me the nonsense about what you fell yourself, the city is cracking down on campus violence No? If you don’t want to call the police, even if you report to the school, someone will supervise you.”

"But I really fell by myself."

He Zhen looked at the woman who was about the same age as He Ping and smiled, his dry lips parted a little.

"Hang up a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine for a while, apply iodophor twice a day, and come back again if you find the wound is red and swollen."

The doctor stood up after leaving the words, and when he opened the door and walked out, He Zhen heard her say to the people outside in a somewhat yin and yang voice: "Is it a stomachache or an eye pain? Let me tell you, I have finished my leave. If you want, just knock on your principal's door."

The cubicle in the infirmary was very stuffy. Li Chengyun pushed open the window, and the wind-blown rainwater quickly wet his arms.

Thinking that there was another wounded person in the room, Li Chengyun turned his head to look at He Zhen who was sitting on the hospital bed. The broken hair on his forehead was lifted up, and the white gauze almost covered his entire forehead.

It was the first time for Li Chengyun to see Hezhen's facial features clearly. Without the cover of the overly long black hair, Hezhen's eyebrows and eyes looked very clean, with an illogical innocence.

Li Chengyun stopped looking, turned around and opened the window wider.

When Hezhen finished his last bottle of drip, Li Chengyun also watched the whole sunset, watching the fiery red sunset strangled to death in the clouds.

When we went back, the rain had stopped, and Li Chengyun and He Zhen walked towards the dormitory building with a distance of one person.

Hezhen had medicine on his knees, and he walked very slowly and a little funny. He couldn't help but peek at Li Chengyun beside him. After peeking for a long time, he was sure that Li Chengyun was walking as slowly as him.

It is better to be injured than to be injured, He Zhen looked at the scattered shadows of the two people on the elevator door, lowered his head and smiled.

It's a pity that the fourth floor arrived soon. When the elevator door opened, He Zhen saw Zhou An standing in the corridor of the dormitory with a complicated expression.

He Zhen nodded at Zhou An as a greeting, Zhou An smiled stiffly, and pulled Li Chengyun aside.

Seeing Hezhen walk into the dormitory, Zhou Ancai looked at Li Chengyun, paused for a while and said in a low voice, "Do you still remember... just what happened to your dad last time?"

"Ah."

Li Chengyun lay on the railing, looking at the crooked tree outside the window.

"That woman might...I mean maybe, she might be Hezhen's mother..."

Zhou An observed Li Chengyun carefully, not wanting to let go of any expression that might appear on his face, but after a few minutes, Li Chengyun was still very calm, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

"you know?"

Zhou An looked at Li Chengyun's side face, thought of the gauze on Hezhen's forehead, and was startled for two seconds, "So you beat Hezhen?"

The sculpture that had remained motionless finally had an expression. Zhou An looked at Li Chengyun's eyes and bent his elbows on the railing, "Shen Linwei and He Zhen changed dormitories, and He Zhen asked him for the pair of shoes he wore on the court. , but turned around and threw the shoes away, and was discovered by Shen Linwei."

Zhou An was taken aback when he heard that, although he didn't get along with He Zhen much, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that He Zhen was not the kind of person who would do such a thing.

"Is there a misunderstanding here?"

"will not."

Li Chengyun turned his head, his eyes were black and white, "Because I told Shen Linwei about this."

Because he was the instigator, he will not feel guilty, which is reasonable.