Oral period

At 5:[-] p.m., [-] minutes before the end of the last self-study get out of class, the boy sat on the old oxidized sofa, glanced at the time, skillfully saved the canvas and closed the software, and closed the computer that had been working for a long time, faintly Hot computer.

Pillow is not here, no one will grab the other half of the sofa with him, or rustle through his snacks while he is not paying attention, so he chose a few loud metal rock songs as the background sound, so that he is the only one in this room People's abandoned offices don't look so deserted.

Recently, the relationship between the two of them can’t be called close, nor can it be called alienated. They are stuck on a certain delicate line, which makes it seem logical to eat and sleep together like a bound schedule, but they won’t stick to each other all day long. Together—for example, now, he wants to come here to use the computer to draw the scheduled serial chapters, and Zhen Xiao chooses to stay in the classroom and write the homework ahead of time.

But in 5 minutes, he was going to fulfill his duties as a "long-term meal ticket" and went downstairs to find someone who couldn't take care of himself for dinner.In the cafeteria, not only swiping his meal card, but also gesticulating and ordering him to cook and take tableware, and talk about the wound on his knee every now and then, which is terribly annoying.

Xia Jingzhe leaned back, stretched her waist exaggeratedly, moved her stiff cervical spine, remembered that the other party didn't like the smell of cigarettes, her hand that was habitually reaching out to touch cigarettes paused, and then picked up a piece of bubble gum nearby— —Apple flavor, he neither likes nor dislikes it, just to find some sweetness for the lazy nerves, to pass the last 5 minutes with nothing to do.

There are still 2 minutes until get out of class ends.

Zhen Xiao finished writing the last question, put down his pen, and looked at the homework in front of him silently. He thought it was a bit like the summer homework written in junior high school or elementary school. One book for each subject, which happened to be one page a day, but he would not Do it according to the framed plan, and usually finish all the writing on the first day of the holiday. When the school starts, I hear the complaints from the students around me that "I have finished my homework and haven't finished it", and I feel strange and ridiculous.

Later, I heard them share where they traveled during the summer vacation and what new games they played. Only then did they have a vague understanding of a certain kind of complicated and lively life. I began to feel that there was nothing wrong with delaying the summer homework until the last day-just for him For me, the so-called holidays are only day-to-day tutoring, homework assigned by my mother, and a more stringent schedule than when I was in school. There is actually no difference between finishing homework early and leaving it until the last day.

The only difference is that if he doesn't finish his homework earlier than other children, his mother will punish him with a long and tearful lecture, and then throw him a newly bought book that is meaningless to him. teaching aids.

Suffocating.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, interrupting his meaningless delusions.The boy stood up, intending to wait for someone at the stairs as usual—waiting for his long-term meal ticket to take him to the cafeteria—just as he took a step, he heard an unfamiliar voice behind him, calling his name, with a bad tone.

With a frown, Zhen Xiao turned around unhurriedly, and stared unkindly at the person who came up: "You are..."

Who is coming, a classmate, I can't remember the name.

"Come with me," the other party came forward, grabbing his arm with a gloomy expression, and he subconsciously threw it away, a little embarrassed, and threatened in a low voice, "Don't give shame..."

It is also a threat, this face is much inferior to that of the one who threatened to make him unable to get off the ground a few days ago - Zhen Xiao was thinking in a strange way, waved his hand to indicate that he could go, and was too lazy to ask the person in front of him why he came forward Come to find fault, turn around and walk towards the back door first, like a well-behaved captive who obeys his words.

He did remember that this person was Cheng Fangwu, who was often ridiculed by the math teacher because of his strange name, and seemed to be sitting at the monitor's back table.

Followed the other party's intentions to the end of the corridor, but the intimidator did not intend to stop until he was taken to a corner next to the toilet where the surveillance could not capture, the boy named Cheng Fangwu suddenly stopped and turned around unexpectedly He grabbed his collar and pushed him into a corner.

Zhen Xiao raised her eyebrows, and looked down at his vicious gaze, but she didn't rush to get angry, she just raised her hand, opened the fingers holding his collar one by one, and shook them off again - he looked like He looked sickly, as if he could subdue it with one hand, but he was still a head taller than the one in front of him. His gaze was emotionless and oppressive.

The next second, as if irritated by his gaze, the opponent suddenly punched him, which landed on the wound on the side of the cheek. The external force caused his head to tilt to one side, and the corner of his forehead hit the wall. The location covered by the gauze patch.

A swear word fell on my ears, followed by scolding: "Bah, you little boy, you are worthy..."

It's been 5 minutes since the bell rang.

Xia Jingzhe stood at the stairs where he usually waited for someone, but he didn't wait for the expected person. He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. After making sure that he was not mistaken, he complained cursingly in his heart that the other party was not punctual, and walked towards the classroom direction.

However, in the next second, maybe it was his hallucination, there seemed to be a familiar voice behind him—very low, so low that he couldn't hear what he said, all he knew was that the voice stopped abruptly and was replaced by another scolding .

The young man raised his eyebrows blankly, hesitating for half a second between "going forward and meddling in my own business" and "going to the classroom to find someone", and chose the former.

"I told you that I don't know her well," Zhen Xiao bent down, looked at the person who was kicked by him in the abdomen and squatted down, raised his hand to caress the gauze patch on his forehead, judging from the touch, it seemed to be leaking again The blood was bleeding, and the tone sank a bit, with a smile that was not a smile, sarcasm, "Besides, you look so bad, and your character is so bad, your goddess who is both good in character and learning... I don't like you if I don't like you." Excuse me, it has nothing to do with my appearance."

When he is not in front of Xia Jingzhe, he has always been too lazy to hide the indifference and malice in his character, and he has never been too lazy to pretend to be soft and harmless to trick someone into softening him, as if all the vivid emotions are only visible to one person. It is the usual disguise he left to the world.

Seeing that the other party was enraged by his deliberate words, and stood up again intending to fight him, the mocking smile on the young man's face suddenly faded away, replaced by a fleeting ruthlessness, he grabbed the other party's attacking arm, and stopped abruptly. In the air, even pushed back half an inch like irony, the movement was clean and neat, but no struggle was allowed.

However, in the next second, when the gaze passed over the attacker's shoulder and caught a glimpse of a figure that should not have appeared here, the iron-like hand suddenly lost its strength, and the angry fist fell to the front, and he turned his body , Received with shoulder bones in a secure form.

"Stop fighting," he lowered his eyelashes, and reminded in a low voice that only each other could hear clearly, "the person covering me is here."

Fighting violence with violence is one of the stupidest things, but he did it anyway.

Xia Jingzhe's thinking froze for a second, and when he came back to his senses, he had already twisted the arm of the perpetrator and knocked him to the ground. Kneeling on the ground in a twisted posture.

"He hit me..." The man who had been stern and sarcastic not long ago changed his face, leaned against the wall pitifully, and said in a weak tone, "It hurts."

Fresh blood oozes from the two gauze patches on his face, shockingly red.

This is the end of being brave and righteous, and if you continue, you will be fighting.Xia Jingzhe took a deep breath, warned himself not to cross the line, beat up his classmates, bit the tip of his tongue to restrain his impulse, and after a few seconds straightened up, he pulled Cheng Fangwu's arm to force him to kneel straight, looked down at his Eyes, warned: "I don't care what you want to do, if you touch him again, you will be at your own risk."

Labeled as a delinquent boy, and his eyes were so cold and substantive, it was enough to scare the other party to beg for mercy again and again.

Hearing the trembling "I'm sorry, I don't dare anymore", Xia Jingzhe narrowed her eyes slightly, and was about to let go, but from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the people around her squatting down, eye level with Cheng Fang Wu, and tilted her head.

"Medical expenses," he said in that usual indifferent, half-smile tone, "One thousand and three for a re-examination, plus the money for changing the medicine, let's count it as one thousand and five for you... Transfer it to me before the end of today, Wei Wei The signal is in the class, if you don’t want to keep it private, I’ll tell the head teacher.”

"Does it hurt..."

The wound on Zhenxiao's forehead ruptured as expected - the wound was very strange, as if it had been stitched with a needle, and there was still a coin-sized wound other than the needle scab, Xia Jingzhe followed his will and uncovered the gauze Tie took a look at it, and took a photo for him to see. He didn't dare to touch it too much, so he could only carefully tear off the gauze sticker and put on a new one.

"It hurts," Zhen Xiao looked at the photo of the wound, and said lightly, "But it's nothing serious, he hit the wall with his punch, and it just fell apart, and the scabs had already scabbed...Anyway, tomorrow will be Going for a follow-up check, by the way, ask the doctor."

The incident happened suddenly, and Xia Jingzhe was afraid that something would happen to him—for example, as he himself said before, he would faint after being bumped—he took him back to the dormitory regardless of his rhetoric, and then blocked him with a meal of his own choice. his mouth.

The wound on his cheek is just an abrasion after all, it can be treated by rubbing it with iodophor and changing a gauze patch, but the wound on his forehead is obviously not that simple... The bleeding has stopped, but looking at the messy wound, It's still unsettling.

The client himself didn't care too much. He leaned on the railing of the bed and sent a WeChat message to the doctor. His slender fingers tapped on the screen. At least it seemed that his IQ was not affected.

Xia Jingzhe sat on the side, looked at his slightly swollen cheek, and frowned: "What's going on?"

"It's nothing. I wanted to go to you for dinner after class, but I was kidnapped." Zhen Xiao put down his phone and looked at him with sleepy eyes, portraying himself as a poor victim who has no power to fight back. "He has a crush on that monitor , said that people often come to me these days, and they don’t answer him, so they decided to take their anger on me, that’s all.”

It's this kind of naive plot again, if you can't catch up with the person you like, you won't find the reason from yourself, you only know how to harm innocent people... Xia Jingzhe's expression sank, as if recalling some extremely unpleasant past, after a long silence, he spoke softly Said: "I shouldn't let him go so easily."

There was sharp anger in the words, as if they were ground and pieced together from between the teeth.

Zhen Xiao was stunned for a moment, then glanced at him inexplicably, flattered: "Do you care about me so much?"

"It has nothing to do with you." ——It's not completely irrelevant, the moment he saw the other party's cracked wound, he still had a "killing heart" to some extent.

Zhen Xiao leaned closer, patted his thigh in relief, and a soft smile flashed across his eyes, which was completely inconsistent with what he said: "Don't worry, the wicked will be punished by the wicked, I won't let him go easily Yes—you don’t need to break the precept for me, to be honest, I’m already very touched that you can subdue him for me.”

"I said it's not for you—forget it, just treat me as meddling, anyway..."

It's not the first time anyway.

The second half of the sentence fell into an abnormal silence. Zhen Xiao couldn't hear it clearly, but she guessed it more or less. She tactfully stopped asking and changed the subject: "I'm hungry, where's the meal?"

"It will be delivered in 10 minutes." Xia Jingzhe scratched her hair, pinned the loose hair behind her ears, and stood up, "I'll get it."

The author says:

Zhenxiao: As long as my acting skills are good enough, my wife will be full of protective desire for me