Oral period

Thanks to the self-study class, the two arrived at the playground as scheduled—in order to prevent Xia Jingzhe from being involved and making him bear any unwarranted charges, Zhen Xiao proposed to let him wait in a place where the surveillance could not capture, and go to the lost property by himself Nearby, he pretended to be exhausted and fell, and lay down for more than ten minutes before getting up.

"Is it true that I don't need to help you?" Xia Jingzhe leaned on the wall with her arms folded, and raised her eyebrows, "It's difficult to control the degree of pretending to fall, and the injury on your forehead can't fall head-on, and the back of the head will fall too. There is a risk, I can only fall sideways."

Zhen Xiao nodded, with a half smile but not a smile: "You seem to understand..."

"Common sense—or I'll do it, I've practiced a little bit and know how to keep myself from getting hurt."

"Then the surveillance room won't let you check it, and it will use conspiracy theories to maliciously speculate on you." Maybe it's because of the top-down perspective, from Zhenxiao's perspective, the other party is half-struck. The black hair seemed extraordinarily soft, and one couldn't help but want to pat it—and he did, in exchange for a merciless blow, which landed in the middle of the back of his hand.

"Don't move your hands and feet!"

"The real murderer," the young man murmured, thinking of teasing him for no reason, an interesting smile flashed across his eyes, and he pretended to be pitiful. No, it's too cruel..."

It's not good to shoot anything, you have to shoot your head, he is not a kitten... No, this person may be hinting at this.Xia Jingzhe was silent for a long time, resisting the anger that surged up in his heart, suddenly grabbed his hand, pulled it to the top of his head with some strength, "manually" grabbed him and patted him twice, and then quickly let go, perfunctory. Written on the face: "Satisfied?"

The other party seemed to be a little stunned, and after a few seconds, he put down his hand that was frozen in mid-air, looked at him and smiled: "I'm not very satisfied, I hope to do it again after the performance-then I'll go."

"Well, it's almost time," Xia Jingzhe looked at his back as he simply left, bit his lips, and added softly, "Be careful, don't let anything happen to you."

Zhen Xiao raised his hand and waved at him, without saying anything.

The sunlight in early autumn was still strong, and when it fell on him, the white hand appeared to be almost transparent—for such a pale-faced person, he would faint from hunger in a busy fast food restaurant if he missed two meals. Something really happened... Xia Jingzhe shook his head, shaking off the ominous thoughts in his mind, hid at the corner of the exit of the teaching building, and focused on Zhenxiao's back.

The other party seemed to be better at fooling people than he had imagined. As soon as he walked into the sun, his body swayed inconspicuously, and he raised his hand to block the sun. For a moment, it seemed that he was really exhausted. When he walked to the location that should be the focus of the investigation in the plan, the wobbly person was finally "powerless" and fell forward unexpectedly...

If you read correctly, even though he used his hands as a buffer, he still fell on his face.

Xia Jingzhe was startled, and saw that the pillow was lying on the spot like a dead fish, a few minutes passed and there was still no sign of "wake up", her pretty brows were wrinkled little by little, and she couldn't help worrying about the other party's life - just Having seen the other party's lifelike acting skills, and the lesson of "being half-dead if touched lightly by him", he still didn't act rashly, thinking silently in his heart, and counting dozens, if he still doesn't get up, then go and watch look.

Ten, nine, eight...

——The warm wind picked up, and the sycamore leaves fell one after another, one of which happened to cover the young man, making him look more and more like a dead fish abandoned here.

Seven, six, five...

——Students who left get out of class early passed by, but fortunately, no one noticed a "corpse" lying there.

Four, three, two...

——The bell for the end of get out of class rang suddenly, causing Xia Jingzhe to stop his steps.

One.

As if awakened by the cheerful ringing of the bell, the boy lying on the ground slowly got up, grabbed the fence beside him and stood up.From Xia Jingzhe's point of view, he could just see the expression on his face that was both dazed and angry, just right enough to be fake.

Is this the actor...

Out of humanity, Xia Jingzhe took two steps forward and supported him at the edge of the surveillance blind spot, even though he couldn't tell whether the limping steps of the other party when he was walking towards him were also part of the acting. ,your face……"

Zhen Xiao touched his cheek following his line of sight, raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, but remained expressionless: "It's scratched, the skin is traumatized, the knee seems to be broken too, and it hurts badly."

"Really? Let me see..."

"No," Zhen Xiao held his hand, borrowed a little strength, moved himself away from his shoulder, and leaned against the wall instead, laughing would hurt his cheek, so he could only look at him expressionlessly , "Others will be misunderstood when they see it. You don't want to hear rumors like 'that Xia Jingzhe beat up the transfer student' again tomorrow—go to the infirmary while I can still walk."

Xia Jingzhe looked at him with complicated emotions, his eyes shifted from the sudden blood and dust bruise on his cheek to near his knees, and then turned his face quietly, staring at his ancient well-free eyes: "Aren't you in pain?"

"It hurts," Zhen Xiao said calmly—speaking confidently, but if you ignore the scratches on his cheeks and just look at his expression, you can't see any pain at all, "So you have to help me reimburse the medical expenses, Invite me to another meal..."

"I got it, I got it, shut up," Xia Jingzhe swallowed down the thank you that came to his lips, and interrupted him with an irritated face, "Go, if you can walk by yourself, then I won't carry you."

To put it ruthlessly, he finally grabbed Zhen Xiao's arm half-forcedly, and helped him move to the infirmary bit by bit - he couldn't be captured by the same camera, so he had to take a detour.

"It hurts," the injured man complained softly in a half-smile tone, "I think my hand is a bit sprained too."

"Really?!" Xia Jingzhe quickly let go.

"I lied to you..."

"..."

"You're holding on so tightly, it hurts."

"...Don't mess with color."

"Huh? What color?"

"No, forget it, nothing..."

I was speechless for a while.Zhen Xiao insisted on not allowing him to help her, so Xia Jingzhe no longer persisted. She walked slowly along his footsteps, walked through the path covered with sycamore leaves behind the teaching building, and looked up at him calmly at the corner.

The sun was strong, and scattered spots of light were cast from the shade of the trees, falling on the hair tips and between the eyelashes of the young man, passing by like water.Zhen Xiao lowered his gaze, his gaze was so calm that it was almost indifferent, he didn't know what he was thinking, the scratched wound on his face was covered with a thin layer of scab, dark red, making his skin look whiter, as if all the blood was concentrated on that small scar .

Maybe it was because he was helped, Xia Jingzhe looked at him, and suddenly felt that he was not so annoying, but a little distressing, like a nearly transparent lonely soul wandering under the scorching sun, hiding a heavy heart Thoughts, walk through the world.

Isn't it pretty reliable...

The lonely soul noticed his gaze and looked at him expressionlessly: "What are you looking at me for?"

"...Whoever looks at you, don't be sentimental."

Zhen Xiao was noncommittal, thinking he was still worried, and explained in a normal tone: "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much. I just lied to you."

He cheated a meal seriously, and was happy to see the other party worrying about him-he didn't say the rest, but he knew it well.

Xia Jingzhe was silent for a few seconds, his eyes moved from his side face to his knees, and then back to his face, as if he didn't quite believe it: "Stop talking... By the way, if it's inconvenient for you to walk, I can help you in these two days If you bring food, it will be your reward."

His tone was tough, but his rare softness was fully exposed.

Zhenxiao's injury was more serious than expected.

A piece the size of an egg was broken on each knee on both sides, and the area was larger after iodine disinfection. The red and brown were mixed together, and the bruises that were not visible near the wound looked terrible—his legs hadn’t seen sunlight all year round. , was originally white, and the wounds that looked blue and red were shocking.

The arm was not sprained, and the original scar on the forehead was not affected, but the scratch on the right cheek was too deep, and it was in a very prominent position. If the recovery was not good, it might be in danger of disfigurement.

The doctor sterilized him neatly, and pasted new gauze stickers on each wound like a patch—the two patches on his face echoed each other, making him unspeakably miserable.

Xia Jingzhe stood silently by the side, gasped when he saw the doctor's merciless and merciless approach, and saw Zhenxiao's expressionless face, he couldn't help being awed - he seemed to be really not at all Pain, with a calm expression, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Okay," the doctor finished, pushed his glasses, and warned, "Try not to touch the water until the scabs form, I will prescribe you a bottle of iodophor cotton balls, and a pack of gauze stickers, and cut them to a suitable size. Disinfect it every day and stick it on.”

Zhen Xiao nodded, as if remembering something, put on his cute and harmless smile again, and said thank you.

This time I was much more proficient than last time.Xia Jingzhe thought strangely.

"And you, what's wrong?"

Is it an illusion, I always feel that this sentence implies ridicule... Xia Jingzhe, who was suddenly named, was stunned, and said truthfully: "I came with him."

"Little lovers," the doctor gave them a meaningful look, and said with a smile, "That's right, a golden boy and a jade girl."

There was a "pop" sound from beside him, as if someone couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"...You read it wrong, I'm also a boy." Xia Jingzhe had no choice but to explain with a black line on her head - she looked feminine and had long hair when she was a child, and she was indeed misunderstood about her gender for a while, but that was just before the voice-changing period , I didn't expect that after such a long time, there are still people who can continue to misunderstand his voice after hearing his voice, which is really admirable.

"Ah, is that so?" The old doctor pushed his glasses again, and smiled without embarrassment, "I'm hard of hearing, and my eyes are not good, so I misread..."

You have to be dazzled to feel that he is a good match for the person beside you... Xia Jingzhe sighed, and lifted the pillow from the back of his neck to his collar, indicating that it was time for him to go back to class.

Not bad, sending the deskmate I picked up on the road to the infirmary is a valid reason for being late.