Window 2, Seventh Canteen

There are eight desks in the classroom, two students share one, Jiang Wei sits on the left by the window, Zhao Siyuan sits on the right by the door.

Maizi sat in the middle of the classroom.

As her words fell, Jiang Wei and Zhao Siyuan stood up at the same time.

Zhao Siyuan spoke first, "Is it true? Chen Yang who dyed the clothes? That Chen Yang from our grade? How could that kid seek death?"

Jiang Wei immediately said: "Yes, yes, it's impossible, who told you that? I saw him on the road a few days ago, he's fine, how could he jump off the building?"

Zhao Siyuan: "That kid is so happy every day, he smiles like a flower, no one can think about it, and it's his turn."

Jiang Wei: "Exactly."

Maizi looked around, "Can you two stop singing together? It's not just me who said it, many people already know about it."

Zhao Siyuan and Jiang Wei shook their heads at the same time, "I don't believe it."

Maizi was a little anxious, and stood up directly, "Why are you lying to you? Let me tell you, I didn't believe it at first, but you know our house Xiaojiao. She didn't know who she heard yesterday, saying that something happened to the three teachers. , Someone jumped off the building, she rushed to the Three Teachings to see it, went to work for two hours, and then came back with a photo. Of course, Chen Yang was not photographed, but the onlookers were photographed. The photo is in our house Everyone watched, many policemen were present, and there was blood on the ground..." When she said this, her face changed and she couldn't continue.

It doesn't look like it's fake, but Jiang Wei still can't believe it. He always feels that this kind of thing doesn't happen in daily life at all, and it only happens in the news.

At this time, the boy nicknamed Nail in the class also said, "I've heard it too, alas, the scene was bloody, people fell from such a height, fell to pieces, and the three teachings were banned immediately."

Jiang Wei looked at Nail, and Nail smiled contemptuously, "Last night, there was an uproar in the school. Someone posted Chen Yang's diary all over the place. I heard that he was also a homosexual. He was entangled with some old man with a family. That man It seems to be a university professor, but it’s not from our school, hehe, it’s so simple, it’s a bitch and weak-willed to seek death for such a trivial matter.”

Jiang Wei's expression was still blank at first, but when he heard this, his face immediately changed. He slapped the table and stood up, "What are you talking about! You are a classmate anyway, you are talking like a human!"

Nail still looked contemptuous, "I said what's wrong? Suicide is a sign of weakness, and it doesn't deserve sympathy at all."

Jiang Wei couldn't hold back his anger, and went directly to Nail, "Take back what you just said, and then apologize!"

Nail: "I'm crazy, don't let people talk anymore? Do you understand freedom of speech? Besides, I haven't had any contact with him, so I can't be regarded as a classmate at all. What are you doing, you? Who are you showing me so fiercely? Why are you so amazing? Fake mercy! Hypocrisy! I just want to say, what’s wrong? Suicide is worthless, and it’s not worthy of sympathy!"

The fire that Jiang Wei was holding back exploded in an instant, and he grabbed Nail by the collar, "What are you talking about! Ah? What are you talking about! What are you talking about!"

Zhao Siyuan's voice came, "Weiwei! Calm down!"

Nail: "I said he has no seed! Weak will!" The corner of his mouth twitched, "Oh yes, you are the same kind? No wonder you get excited and ignore it at all..."

"You're fucking useless!" Jiang Weiyi's fist landed on Nail's chest, Nail spat, picked up his bag and threw it at Jiang Wei's face, the two started fighting like this, Zhao Siyuan hurried over to help Jiang Wei, and Another boy helped the nail, and the four of them wrestled like this.

People in the class came up to fight and managed to pull Zhao Siyuan and the others away, but they couldn't pull Jiang Wei and Nail away. They didn't stop until the teacher entered the classroom.

Jiang Wei had a small cut at the corner of his mouth—the zipper scratched the bag, and the nails made his cheeks swollen, his eyes were black and blue, and his nose was bleeding. He looked very embarrassed.

As soon as the teacher entered the room, he began to reprimand the students who were fighting, but Jiang Wei didn't listen carefully at all, but just stood there, looking down at the table, full of emotions.

The teacher patted Jiang Wei on the head, "I heard you did it first? Why did you fight?"

Jiang Wei panted heavily, and didn't answer, just asked: "I heard that Chen Yang, our grader, committed suicide, is it true?"

The anger on the teacher's face dissipated instantly, and he sighed, "It's a pity that you are so young."

Jiang Wei clenched his fists hard, sat down straight, and stopped talking.

The teacher didn't say anything more.

Zhao Siyuan came and sat next to Jiang Wei, neither of them spoke.

The teacher started to give a lecture, but Jiang Weiyi couldn't understand a word.

He has no friendship with Chen Yang, just acquaintance, but Chen Yang's appearance keeps appearing in front of his eyes.

He still remembered that just a few days ago, when the two passed by, he greeted Chen Yang, and Chen Yang smiled at him.

Before that, when they were having dinner together, Chen Yang also had a carefree look on his face, gossiping with him cheaply.

At that time they were still sitting together, drinking the same yogurt, but now he is fine, but Chen Yang is no longer there.

Jiang Wei was depressed and kept thinking, how could such a person who laughs all day long seek death?

He had limited interaction with Chen Yang, and there was only so much he could recall.

Chen Yang's words repeatedly appeared in his mind——

Gays are not monsters, we are just ordinary people.

Coupled with the way he squinted his eyes when he spoke, this scene was fixed in Jiang Wei's mind.

Repeatedly, it makes people feel tight.

In this class, including after class, Zhao Siyuan stayed by Jiang Wei's side without saying a word, just accompanying him, looking cautious.

When school was over at noon, Jiang Wei recovered a little bit, and said to Zhao Siyuan, "Let's go, let's eat."

Zhao Siyuan seemed to want to say something, but didn't say anything.

Jiang Wei: "If you have something to say, just say it."

Zhao Siyuan: "I have nothing to do with Chen Yang, I didn't expect you to be quite familiar with him."

Jiang Wei: "I'm not familiar with her, so I just said a few words."

Zhao Siyuan probed, "Then you fight Nail because of him?"

Jiang Wei frowned, "It's Naizi talking too much! Let alone a classmate he knows, even a stranger, he shouldn't say that."

Zhao Siyuan: "Okay, okay, forget it in the past, let's go to eat, hey, I was shocked, I thought you had a good friendship with Chen Yang when I saw you fighting like that, it turns out that you are just fighting against injustice, so I can rest assured. "

The words sounded a little awkward, Jiang Wei didn't answer, the two had a hasty meal and went back to the dormitory. When they passed the sixth floor, they saw a lot of people who were obviously not students around the stairs.

Jiang Wei suddenly thought that Chen Yang's dormitory was on the sixth floor, and these people came here for his business.

He pushed aside the crowd, and saw a few people standing at the door of 612a, with two pieces of A4 paper pasted on the door, forming a whole picture, with a few words scrawled on it——

Respect the dead and do not disturb.

As soon as the word "dead" came into view, Jiang Wei's heart twitched.

Zhao Siyuan urged him, "Don't look, let's go."

Jiang Wei stood still, when a woman in her thirties knocked on the door, "Students inside, I'm sorry to disturb you, we just want to interview a little bit about what happened, and we are also very sorry about what happened to Chen Yang , I also want to find out what caused such a young life to commit suicide."

There were sounds of movement in the room, but no one spoke.

The woman leaned against the door again and said: "I know you are sad, I have also experienced life, old age, sickness and death, you believe me, I mean it well, you can talk to me, and you will feel better."

Zhao Siyuan urged Jiang Wei again, but Jiang Wei didn't want to leave.

The female reporter talked for a long time, but there was no movement in the room. At this time, a male reporter behind suddenly asked loudly: "I heard that Chen Yang committed suicide because of love, is that true? Is his lover an in-service teacher of a certain university?" That teacher already had a wife and children, so Chen Yang chose to commit suicide because of his unsightly relationship, right?"

The female reporter tried to stop the male reporter, but to no avail.

At this time the door suddenly opened, and a boy shouted angrily: "What do you know! What nonsense! That person's wishful thinking, Chen Yang has nothing to do with him! You reporters, don't fucking spread rumors! Tell you, if you dare Make up nonsense in the newspaper, I will definitely sue you for defamation!"

The female reporter glared at the male reporter, "Student, can you tell me..."

Boy: "What are you talking about? You go."

This is the male reporter at the back holding the camera and leaning over, pushing hard, and shooting into the dormitory through the crack of the door. , between pushing and shoving, knocked the boy back two steps, and the door opened.

Reporters swarmed over.

At this moment, Jiang Wei yelled: "What are you doing!" He rushed to push the reporter away, grabbed the camera, "Who asked you to take pictures!"

Reporter: "This is also work for us, return the camera to me!"

The female reporter stood between the two, "You have something to say, don't get excited, classmate, we are indeed working, my colleague did something wrong, I apologize for him."

Jiang Wei: "Is an apology useful?" He said and handed the camera to the boy standing at the door, "Take off the memory card and return it to him."

Just as the boy was about to pick up the camera, the male reporter rushed forward.

The scene became chaotic in an instant, several people were pushing and scrambling each other, several reporters grabbed the camera strap together, Jiang Wei, Zhao Siyuan and the boy were holding on to the camera on the other side.

After a stalemate like this for 1 minute, the male reporter yelled and called the reporters on standby in the corridor to help. Jiang Wei and the others were instantly defeated. , blocking the crowd of reporters for a moment.

But then, they came up again.

There are only two people on Jiang Wei's side, but there are five or six people on the other side, obviously invincible.

The boy was so angry that his face was purple, and suddenly he yelled, "Smash the camera!"

Male reporter: "How dare you!"

Jiang Wei: "Don't be impulsive! Get the card first!"

The male reporter seemed to gain confidence in an instant, and let go of his movements to fight. Jiang Wei circled them, sweating profusely, but fortunately, within a minute, people from the dormitory next to him surrounded him one after another.

The boys were full of vigor and rushed forward to join the melee, making the scene even more chaotic.

In the center of the crowd, several people were scrambling for the machine, while those on the periphery had already started punching and kicking.

At this moment, Zhao Siyuan came back, panting and being blocked from the crowd, sweating profusely.

Behind him stood a short boy with fair skin and a thermos bottle in his hand.

The boy who is not tall asked about the situation in a few words, and cursed: "Fuck you! You are bullying people!" Before he finished speaking, he turned to the thermos and directly knocked down the three reporters.

The thermos was danced so loudly that it almost accidentally injured Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei dodged backwards and let go of his hand, and the camera was snatched back by the reporter.

The reporter was overjoyed, but his smile froze within a second.

The short boy came to the middle of the chaos at some point, and pushed his knee towards the reporter's abdomen, forcing him to take three steps back. At the same time, he reached out and fished the camera back.

Just as Jiang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a loud crack that echoed in the corridor.

Looking carefully, the camera was swung on the ground, the lens was smashed to pieces, and the fuselage was also deformed.

The short boy shook the wreckage of the camera, took out the memory card casually, threw it on the ground, raised his foot hard, and it was also crushed.

At this moment, cheers erupted from the crowd, and someone whistled and shouted: "Second Master Guan is doing well!"

Immediately afterwards, everyone booed and cheered one after another.

That "Second Master Guan" raised his eyebrows and threw the wreckage of the camera at the reporter.

Everyone thought he was going to do something again, but he turned around and ran away, shouting as he ran, "Stop yelling, you grandchildren! Don't betray me! I, what, what, all, no Know--"

It wasn't until he disappeared that the reporter yelled, "You pay for the camera, you pay for it!"