Five years simulation three years first

It's dinner time before the evening self-study, there are not many people left in the classroom, everyone has their own doubts at this time, and they look up at Chen Si.

"Yu Shaochun was taken to the grove by those gangsters in the first class. Fuck, these grandchildren." Chen Si shook his hands and took out his mobile phone, planning to contact Tan Yuanzhao first.

Feng Zhou's head buzzed, and his tinnitus burst out.He dropped the two pieces of paper, stepped over the stool next to him and rushed out through the back door.

Chen Si suddenly raised her head: "I rely on Feng Bao, don't go, don't you send sandbags to your door!"

***

As the abducted person, Yu Shaochun was actually relatively calm.

This was the fourth night in a row that he was blocked, and finally the fools who blocked him got their wish.

Originally, he didn't want to say those hurtful things to Feng Zhou, but when he looked up and saw a few people with unkind faces, he suddenly remembered that Feng Zhou was not less eccentric during the sports meeting that day, and he was probably also registered on the blacklist.

Yu Shaochun could only pretend to be vicious and disassociated himself from him. If he survived the beating and came back, he would find a chance to coax him.

Although coaxing it may be a luxury.

"The Grove" is where the school's students tacitly work out their problems, whether they be violent or emotional.There are no street lights inside, and when it gets dark, it is a great place to do some sneaky things.

The leader, Huang Mao, polished the lighter with a "snap" and lit a cigarette with his lips pouted: "5 minutes."

What 5 minutes?

Perhaps seeing Yu Shaochun's puzzled face, the attendant next to him kindly explained: "I'll give you 5 minutes to choose whether to kneel down to apologize or be beaten up."

Huang Mao stretched out two more fingers.

The attendant continued to explain: "When you kneel down, you have to kowtow twice for each of us."

Yu Shaochun couldn't help interjecting: "Do you still have a translator? The treatment is good."

When Huang Mao heard that he was acting strangely, his brows stood upright, and he reached out and hammered down the tree next to him.The tree suffered from this unreasonable disaster, and shook down a few moth-eaten leaves, and a few frightened sparrows flew up and fell to other trees.

Very well, he thought, there was nothing alive but mosquitoes and birds.

He was thinking about how to break out of the not-so-close encirclement with a few tricks, and it would be much easier to run to the playground.Maybe it was because their eyes were too obvious, a few people who were standing a little far away just now slowly stepped forward and formed a "human wall".

It's over.

Yu Shaochun sighed inwardly, and moved his legs to drive away a blood-sucking mosquito.

"Choose." Huang Mao smashed the cigarette butt on the tree trunk and threw it on the ground, "kowtow or be beaten."

"I......"

The attendant nodded to Yu Shaochun: "Damn it, if you want to play tricks, it's cheap for you to beat you, and you can't get away with that little glasses. Beat you today, beat him tomorrow."

How can you pay in installments for beating someone?

Yu Shaochun's palms were all sweaty, but he still pretended to be calm and negotiated with them: "We're like this, beat me up today, and beat me up tomorrow. That Feng... the little glasses are so weak, if something goes wrong, you have to fight back." Sorry, you see..."

Huang Mao spat, pointed at him and said, "Are you fucking still bargaining with me?"

Before Yu Shaochun could react, he punched him in the stomach, causing him to stagger a few steps and lean against the tree behind him, his stomach throbbing.

"Are you crazy again? Huh?" Huang Mao grabbed his collar and forced him to lift his head up, "Isn't it pretty easy to say?"

Yu Shaochun coughed a few times and decided to shut up to calm his anger.

Huangmao slammed his head against the tree hard, making his eyes stare, making him feel sicker than before.

I didn't expect that these people didn't look smart, and beating someone was a pain.

The other three saw that the boss seemed to be having a good time, and they were also moving their joints to have a kick.Yu Shaochun had no power to fight back, so he could only cover his head with his hands as he saw in the film, and bent over so that they could only hit his back.

The hooligans hadn't hit them a few times when suddenly a piercing siren sounded through the woods.They panicked all of a sudden, they lost the aura that made him choose one of the two just now, and they were short of performing a live performance of running around

"Fuck," Huang Mao finally kicked Yu Shaochun, "run."

In their panic, they did not question the authenticity of "the police appeared at the school". Perhaps they did too many stupid things, and the first reaction after hearing the siren was to run away.

Yu Shaochun slid slowly along the tree trunk and sat on the ground, only to feel acid regurgitation in his stomach, retched a few times, and coughed heart-piercingly, feeling very dizzy.

A beam of light shines in the darkness, followed by the "creak" sound of someone stepping on fallen leaves.He thought it was the group of people who had left and returned, and when he opened his eyes tiredly, he saw Feng Zhou.

Feng Zhou held the mobile phone in his left hand, and the stick in his right hand fell to the ground with a "click".

Yu Shaochun thought it was funny that he pretended to be calm: "Hi!"

Before he finished speaking, someone wiped the wound on his head with a tissue.

Feng Zhou asked him softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, I didn't take a few hits," Yu Shaochun said, "Did you play the siren?"

Feng Zhou nodded.

"You are very witty and brave. Tomorrow, I will ask Taobao to make you a pennant, and I will call it Comrade Feng Zhou, a three-good high school student who acts bravely."

Yu Shaochun spoke bad words heartlessly, trying to divert his attention away from his bleeding head.

But Feng Zhou remained silent.

"It's okay, it's really okay." He was a little flustered, afraid of frightening people, and tried to comfort him, "What is this little injury? I'm not stupid yet."

Feng Zhou said suddenly, "Trust me."

"What letter?" Yu Shaochun pretended to be stupid, "Why don't I remember that I have a hobby of writing letters?"

Seeing that he was clearly trying to fool himself, Feng Zhou gritted his teeth and turned his face to himself: "Your letter, written on scratch paper in the English exercise book, has a total of two pages."

Yu Shaochun blinked, and was a little embarrassed: "You saw it. I was depressed and wanted to write it myself for fun, but I didn't want you to read it..."

Feng Zhou interrupted him again: "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I shouldn't be angry because of inexplicable things. I believe you in everything you say," Feng Zhou spoke quickly, as if he was afraid that the courage he had just mustered would disappear in an instant. "My parents have a bad relationship and never cared about it." Me. Growing up, I didn’t have many friends, and nobody liked me. Everyone called me a freak, so I didn’t believe that anyone would give me kindness and love without any purpose, so I...  .”

He paused and said "I'm sorry" again.

The phrase "I'm sorry" was choked up, like a thorn in my heart was pulled out suddenly, although it hurt, but it was pulled out anyway.

After all, it's slowly getting better.

"So what do you want to say?" Feng Zhou asked softly, "At the end of the letter, I read the novel, but I didn't understand it."

Yu Shaochun could hear the noise on the playground and the voices calling their names.He closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the nocturnal music played by the evening wind blowing through the woods.

"I want to say, I seem to like someone."

He pondered for a while, then continued: "He is like Van Gogh's star, lonely, eccentric, and romantic."

"He is my CX330 star, I found him."

It's impossible for Feng Zhou not to understand at this point.

"But I have a lot of problems and a strange personality," he said. "A lot of unpleasant things may happen in the future. I also try to get rid of these problems, but I never succeed."

"I don't believe anyone would like me."

Yu Shaochun asked him back: "Why do you want to change? Didn't I say that you are fine now?"

Human beings spend their lives trying to be the best in front of their lovers, but they don't know——

As everyone knows, love is the greatest tolerance.

Yu Shaochun raised his hand and gently embraced Feng Zhou.

Feng Zhou seemed to see a shallow crescent in his eyes again.

If the tenderness in his eyes was due to the moonlight, Feng Zhou thought, then let himself drown in the moonlight.

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