our psalms

"Hey, are you okay?" I walked over, the first time I saw such a big man crying in front of me, I didn't know what it was like, I patted him on the shoulder, fortunately we chose a small room, he His ugliness would not be seen by others.

"What's the matter with you?" I asked him, "Who is Xing'er?"

When he heard the name, he immediately raised his head and startled me, as if he wanted to eat people, "It's not a good thing, none of you are a good thing!"

I'm afraid I've probably already guessed something, and I feel very helpless and angry, but with his current state, I really can't seem to make any other excessive moves.

I don't know when I became such a good old man, I took a lot of effort to lift him up, he was really heavy, I helped him to find a taxi on the street sweating profusely, of course , tell him to drive now, unless I get tired of myself.

The damn taxi driver asked this and that along the way, and I didn't know how to make up a lot of words to explain why I got this drunk police comrade in the car.I finally found a cheaper hotel. It was the first time I put him on bed so humiliatingly, and helped him take off his coat and shoes. His feet were really smelly.I've worked so hard to get this all done, and I'm exhausted.I don’t even have the strength to be angry. I feel impulsive when I see him lying on the side quietly. Of course I know how to restrain myself. He looks much better than in the video. I think so, the skin is very White, with loose flesh on his face, not much stubble, but looks very sexy.The wrinkles on his forehead are full of vicissitudes and maturity, he is really the type that drives me crazy, but there may be too many unknown stories about him, I dare not go in easily, really not at all dare.

I left, quietly, and before I left, I heard him calling that name: "Xing'er..."

After returning to school, I couldn't believe the things I had done. I felt that I had grown up suddenly and knew what to do and what not to do, and what was right and what was wrong. .Although I'm afraid it doesn't look as grand as I said, but I really feel that what I did this time is not wrong at all.But that shadow is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I will occasionally think of it, and it hurts heart-wrenchingly, and then I force myself to forget and get rid of it.Who knew that I, who was young and frivolous, would not be able to pass this level no matter what.

I thought the matter would end like this, even though I changed my QQ number, I didn't plan to pay the phone bill due.The time for the so-called fate to play a role has come. In a physical education class of a certain week, a lot of big leaders and a lot of small leaders came to our school to inspect the work. There are a few in uniforms. Who knows one of them? it's him.In fact, I found out later that he didn't have to come to this school to accompany the leaders to inspect the safety education work.Hehe, this thing, maybe it’s just a coincidence.

I was very embarrassed that day. I have always been poor in sports. That day happened to be a make-up exam for the 50-meter sprint test. The teacher ordered that you must run for 8 seconds before you can count. No matter how many times you run, you must pass within this class. But it's up to you.In the end, only me and a few girls were left running. I was out of breath. I ran almost 5 times, but I was hovering in the time of 8 seconds. I was shouting in my heart: "God. Ah, don't torture me, let me pass, I don't want to have to retake physical education next semester!"

God, how could God be like that.No, that's not God. Standing on the opposite side of the playground, there is a man wearing a hat looking over there. It's not just an ordinary hat, I recognized it at a glance.

I purposely covered my face with my hands. What’s the use? The teacher gave an order, and I had to rush out of the runway. The person's gaze has locked on this side.

Ah, I'm walking this way, I don't know whether it's excitement or despair, even though I've thought about it, but it's really embarrassing, at least don't come here at this time!

The physical education teacher ran over to help me up and asked, "Wang Zicheng, are you alright?"

I raised my head aggrievedly, looked at the physical education teacher and said, "Look at my hand, a large piece of skin has fallen off, so please let me go." The teacher looked at my bloody arm and sighed. Tone, "Why are you so careless, kid?"

"Look, there is no difference between 8 seconds 3 and 8 seconds, just because I lost a piece of meat, let me go!" I begged pitifully.The teacher's heart is also made of meat, he still sighed, "Okay, okay, come on," he called the other students next to him, "Please send Wang Zicheng to the medical room to be bandaged!"

"What about my sports performance?" I still did not forget to call.

"Understood, can't I pass it for you? You damn child!"

"Oh, thank you, I thank you, God will bless you!" I got carried away, and it seemed that the fall was worth it.

Ah yes, I forgot about him.When I turned around and was about to leave with the support of several classmates, the 'God' who made me fall rushed over.

"Are you okay, is the injury serious?" He took my hand as soon as he came, looked left and then looked, "The wound must be treated immediately, otherwise it will be infected!"

I was expressionless, embarrassed and overwhelmed.The other students also looked at us in surprise.Fortunately, I had an idea, otherwise I don't want others to be guessed inexplicably.

"Uncle, why are you here, when did you come?" I winked at him, "Auntie is okay, I haven't visited you these days, why do you come to our school in this outfit?"

"Oh!" As expected of a police officer, she immediately understood, "She's okay. I came to your school to inspect the work, but I didn't expect you to fall and hurt me. Do you want my uncle to send you to the hospital?"

"Chengzi (my nickname), is this your uncle?"

"Your uncle is still a policeman, wow..."

The students discussed.

"Hehe, yes, hehe..." I was dizzy, every time he appeared, he always caused so many things.What is this called?

In the end, I had no choice but to pretend that I was taken to the hospital by him and walked out with him. In fact, perhaps it was more of my own volition.I feel like I'm really hopeless.

When I got in the car, he really wanted to take me to the hospital.I said, "Don't you have to work? My injury is a trivial matter, and it's okay." As I spoke, my voice became smaller and smaller. !