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The rain stopped completely, and the sun broke through the clouds and mist. In front of the Boxue Building was a basketball court, which was open without any shelter.

He took off his coat and covered his head with the sunshade, listening to the sound of chalk rustling in the partition wall, and Qu Yuan and Confucius, who are no different from heavenly scriptures, intending to catch up on sleep with this hypnotic sound.

It hadn't been 2 minutes since he closed his eyes, and out of the corner of his eyes he narrowed his eyes, he saw a pair of bright fluorescent green canvas shoes. The distance was getting closer and closer, and he stretched out a foot forward without saying a word.

"Oh, fuck me!" Zhou Dize had just been taught by Qiao Feng, and he was so depressed that he didn't look carefully at the road. He stumbled and was about to yell, but when he saw the solemn face, the rain turned clear : "Brother Yan? Aren't you still in class? Why are you standing here?"

Zhuang Yan raised his head, pressed the back of his head against the wall, and said without strength: "Come here, stand with me for a while."

Zhou Dize didn't know why, so he swears quite loudly. In the classroom, Qin Lu stopped the progress of the lecture and asked, "Who is outside?" Seeing that it was a student in the class, she urged, "Zhou Dize, what are you doing outside? Come in and listen to the class."

Zhou Dize tilted his head to meet Qin Lu's gaze, smiled, shook his head, hurriedly slipped to stand beside Zhuang Yan and stood at attention, "Brother Yan, have you been kicked out again?"

"Tsk," said solemnly, "what do you mean again?"

"This is not the first time, don't deny it." Zhou Dize shrank his neck.

Zhuang Yanxu kicked him and asked, "Who is this teacher? Why do you feel like you haven't seen him before?"

"I'm new this semester. I heard that I got admitted right after I graduated from university. I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune. She teaches Chinese in our class. Her name is Qin Lu. She has a bad temper. If she doesn't finish her homework, she comes to the class to write down her name in person. She is very aggressive. "Zhou Dize said, "Everyone in class calls her Yasha, but I think she's pretty good, serious and responsible, and pretty."

Majestic cut, picked up the half-baked coat, and said with disgust: "Excellent."

After a moment of silence, Zhuang Yan asked again: "Where is that Chu Chen?"

"Huh?" Zhou Dize was stunned, "Chu Chen?"

Zhuang Yan didn't speak, and squinted at him.

"Just, let's keep several high school seniors." Zhou Dize rubbed his nose.

"How much do you know? Let's hear it." Zhuang Yan turned his eyes away and looked down at the tip of his shoe, "Anyway, I have nothing to do now."

"I heard it too. It was rumored everywhere in the class a few days ago. I can't guarantee whether it's true or not." Zhou Dize thought for a while: "It is rumored that Chu Chen was an orphan and lived in an orphanage since he was a child..."

"Orphan?" Solemnly interrupted him in a rather loud voice.

Zhou Dize opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but stopped again.

Qin Lu appeared at the door like a ghost with her hands behind her back: "You two stand together if you want to depend on each other, just stand upright, and then go and clean the playground for me!"

Zhuang Yan squinted his eyes and smiled: "Okay." Then he consciously pushed Zhou Dize to take a few big steps to the side.

"What do you mean by orphan?" After Qin Lu left, Zhuang Yan continued to ask.

"It's an orphan." Zhou Dize said, "No father to support, no mother to love..."

"Of course I fucking know!" The solemn volume gradually became supersounding, he secretly pinched his thigh, and forcibly lowered his voice: "I said Chu Chen! Is Chu Chen an orphan?"

It's no wonder Majestic made such a fuss.He is a young master who stretches out his clothes and eats his food, and the circle of friends he has been in contact with since he was a child is either rich or expensive. Distant words like "orphan" and "welfare home" are only seen in TV dramas or books, and have never been real. so close to him.

Besides, his feeling towards Chu Chen was quite strange.

Zhuang Yan's eyelashes trembled several times quickly, and the hand hanging in the seam of his trousers involuntarily clenched into a fist, and a thin layer of cold sweat, more like cold sweat, secreted from the palm.

To be honest, Chu Chen's face has always been admired by the solemnity of Xu Yangou. He has always had a bad memory. Although he is not face-blind, he really remembers very few of them.

Chu Chen happened to be good at his aesthetics. Even though the first impression the other party gave him was extremely bad, the memory of that cold and indifferent face remained even if it was blurred.

If there was a definition, it would probably be that he didn't hate Chu Chen.

The relationship between boys is relatively pure. Most of them are outspoken and don't pay attention to what they say. It is easier to make enemies and make friends. Those who are easy to talk, even if they are enemies today, they may become friends tomorrow.Although he held a grudge against Chu Chen for knocking off his arm, to be honest, he didn't hate him, and he wouldn't be happy because he was excluded by his classmates or because he knew that he had a perhaps miserable childhood.

On the contrary, he felt... quite uncomfortable.I can't tell the specifics, it's pure and astringent, and it's a bit depressed that I can't express.

Solemn thoughts spread quickly. He didn't know what the environment of the orphanage was like, and his impression seemed to be not very good. He recalled the fight with a fat man in the kindergarten when he was a child.He thought, there must be some people in the orphanage who like to steal other people's food, right?

There must be some, otherwise Chu Chen wouldn't be so thin. He felt that he was moved with compassion, and he felt a little pitiful for Chu Chen who had no parents, no food, and no food.

This feeling is fleeting.

Zhuang Yan took a breath: "There is more. He is an orphan, and there is more."

"He seems to have been adopted before, but he was dismissed not long ago. There are too many rumors and I don't remember clearly." Zhou Dize said, "But I believe it. He went to No. [-] middle school in his freshman year. The city’s key point! It’s also a well-known wealthy school, and the family can’t get in without any money. His orphanage is in the outskirts of the city. After many years, it’s almost collapsed. How can it afford him to study.”

"What about repeating a grade?" Zhuang Yan said, "Didn't it mean he should go to college? Also, what does it mean to send a good brother to prison?"

"Let's fight. Don't look at him as a silent person. You don't know how bad he is inside." Zhou Dize covered his mouth and whispered: "He used to be a little guy, very casual, as long as he gave money, he didn't kill people and set fires. , do nothing else."

Xiaoliuzi is another term for hooligans in Zhucheng, specifically referring to those social scum who specialize in wandering outside high schools to collect student protection fees.

For a boring gourd like Chu Chen, Zhuang Yan never imagined that he would have such a non-mainstream past.

"He didn't repeat the grade because of bad grades, but because he got into a fight and got stabbed," Zhou Dize said.Seeing that Zhuang Yan's pupils were wide open, he continued: "I heard that he was stabbed several times, but he survived a catastrophe. But at that time, a friend of his went with him, and later his friend and several other people went to the juvenile detention center. For some reason, he escaped, recuperated for two years, and then dropped out of No. [-] Middle School and came to our school."

That's all Zhou Dize knew, the most reasonable and widely spread version made up of many rumors, as for the truth, no one cares.

As time passed, the sun rose higher and higher, and the heat made people panic, so Zhuang Yan didn't say anything or ask anything.

He wiped all the sweat from his palms on his trouser legs, stretched out a finger to pick up the cloth covering his eyes, closed his eyes, and his mind gradually became clear after a short period of confusion.

Everyone is good at listening to other people's stories, and no one cares about the truth or falsehood. As long as the story is exciting enough and full of ups and downs, it is a good story.

But solemnity is an outlier.He also wanted to be free and easy and think about nothing, but the reality was that he cared more about Chu Chen's story than he thought, so he was quiet for a long time and spent the whole morning in a daze.

It wasn't purely in a daze either, the moment he regained consciousness, his eyes were always fixed on Chu Chen.

He didn't move his numb butt until after the fourth class, when Yu Lu next to him made the sound of wanting to go out.

Probably out of politeness, Yu Lu walked to the corridor with the lunch box in his arms and looked back at him: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Go and eat first, I'll go down later." Zhuang Yan said.

After he finished answering, he took out his phone to check the time. It was past twelve o'clock. His first reaction was to look up at the front table. Chu Chen was lowering his head and moving his right hand from time to time. He should be writing something.

"Brother Yan, do you want to eat stewed pork rice?" Cai Yinggang's voice suddenly rang out, and then a black shadow slid in from the door of the classroom, carrying a few plastic bags in his hand, "The takeaway ordered in last class , I just went to the guard room to get it, and it’s still warm.”

"Fuck, what a big leg!" Zhou Dize opened the lunch box, and saw a big sauce-colored chicken leg, looking very appetizing, he quickly opened the chopsticks, and greeted while eating: "Brother Yan, come and eat! "

Zhuang Yan took the lunch box from Cai Yinggang, and before he started eating, his desk moved slightly, and it was Chu Chen who stood up.

"Going to the cafeteria?" A girl looked up beside him and asked.

"I'm going to refill my meal card, you go first." Chu Chen bent down and took out a green card from the belly of the table.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm still queuing up now, I'll accompany you to refill the meal card first." The girl smiled, glanced at Zhuang Yan when the corners of her eyes returned to normal, then looked away, and sighed softly.

Chu Chen didn't refuse, and when he was about to take a step, he realized that his calf was being rubbed by something. He saw that his long legs were stretched out on the back table to rub against him on purpose.

He turned pale, and cast a warning look at Solemn.

With a solemn smile, Gu Zi opened the lunch box and continued to move his feet.

Chu Chen thought about not moving his legs, but before he moved, Zhuang Yan raised his legs and hooked them in mid-air, stopping in front of his knees.

"What are you going to do?" Chu Chen asked calmly.

Zhuang Yan responded, but kept his legs still. He deliberately shrugged his nose and sniffed at the lunch box: "Tsk, it smells good."

"Go away." Chu Chen felt extremely irritable and didn't want to get entangled with him.

His words were not polite at all, and the few students who stayed in the classroom turned their attention to the corner of the back row, and Cai Yingang even stepped over two tables and stood over.

"It's you." He pointed at Chu Chen's nose, "It's you, that idiot who broke Brother Yan's hand, wow you, we won't look for you, yet you still dare to jump out by yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, there were sporadic boos from around.

Chu Chen's pale face burst for a moment when he heard the word "stupid", he stabilized, and only stared solemnly: "Get out of the way."

"Other things are in the past." Zhuang Yan swallowed the meat in his mouth, wiped his mouth and stared at Chu Chen and said, "I want to make friends with you."

"No." Chu Chen refused almost immediately.

The smirk on the corner of Zhuang Yan's mouth froze, and the stuffy feeling in his heart resurfaced again.

"Brother Chuchen..." The girl who was stunned for a while tugged at Chuchen's sleeve and begged in a low voice, "Let's go first."

Chu Chen stood silently for a few seconds, then put the card in his pocket, and flipped it out from the desk.

Cai Yingang cursed and returned to the lunch box: "Fuck, who is this, what a fucking pretender."

Staring solemnly at the empty front table, frowning, the chicken legs in the lunch box suddenly became dazzling.