sunk in yesterday

"You guys really dare to try..." Uncle Yang was still afraid for a while after confirming that he was safe for the time being.He looked at Guan Yuzhou with disapproval, and solemnly used the tone of an elder: "What if something happens? You can't just go on the rampage based on your own experience. Neither of them is very old. Cherishing your life is the most important thing." .”

"It's just a matter of saving your life so you have to give it a try. In that situation just now, you'd die if you didn't do anything. And he won't let me take risks. He must be 100% sure of what he can do for me." Xia Zhuo retorted He stood in front of Guan Yuzhou, a little dissatisfied with the other party's after-the-fact blame.

Uncle Yang was at a loss for words for a while, finally shook his head, and let out a helpless sigh: "In short, it's good that everyone is fine. Little girl, how are you, can you still stand up?"

The floral skirt squatted under the street light. She was in a very bad condition. There were large blood and mud spots on her clothes and face. Hearing this, she raised her head dully and smiled stiffly at the three men who looked at her: "I'm fine." .Do you want any supplies? I saved a little points before, and I can exchange them for things for you."

"Keep it for yourself." Xia Zhuo waved his hand: "Compared to Rory's nonsense, when are we going back? I'm starting to feel sleepy."

"Wait a minute!" The floral skirt stood up abruptly while supporting the lamppost, her expression tensed, "The blood on your hand..."

Xia Zhuo froze for a moment, he lowered his head and spread out his palms, the light illuminated the traces left in it, it was a string of crooked numbers - 0214.

He gasped in surprise: "When did it change?"

Several people took a closer look, and Uncle Yang guessed: "The password of a certain box?"

"Maybe... it's the student number when I entered school." The floral skirt said hesitantly.

"It's also possible to think about birthdays in this way. We can find out if there are any students born on February 2th. Anyway, this dream must have something to do with students. It won't go too far if we start our investigation from this direction."

"There are too many possibilities for numbers, so write them down and talk about them later." Guan Yuzhou rubbed those marks, and after a long time said softly, "Do you want me to carry you? You can sleep for a while."

"I'm not so sleepy that I can lose consciousness as soon as I close my eyes." Xia Zhuo's eyes rolled around him, and he threw away his restraint in less than a second. He raised his hands very actively, clearly I wanted it, but I deliberately put on a look of helplessness and said: "But it's not impossible if you want to recite me so much, there is really nothing you can do~"

Guan Yuzhou chuckled, and supported his legs to carry him up steadily. The movements were skillful, and it seemed that he had practiced a lot before.

The floral skirt watched from the side, and after walking for a while, asked aloud, "Have you been together for a long time?"

"Huh? Well, yes." Xia Zhuo, who was still swaying and getting more drowsy, opened his eyes again. He secretly scratched the man's Adam's apple with his fingernails, feeling the raised object against his fingertips. Sliding, grinning and talking nonsense: "It's just a childhood sweetheart, and it was right when I was born wearing crotch pants."

The floral skirt didn't know whether to believe it or not, she fell silent, but Uncle Yang came closer, staring at Xia Zhuo's smile and said firmly: "You trust each other very much."

"That's right! I don't believe in anyone, but only him." Xia Zhuo emphasized, he still remembered Guan Yuzhou's teachings.

Uncle Yang nodded, affirming this: "In fact, trust is a very good tranquilizer, it can offset a lot of uneasiness."

Xia Zhuo followed the words, "He can keep me calm when he is by my side."

"Then what if something happens to him in front of you one day? Can you keep calm at that time?"

Xia Zhuo frowned, and if he didn't like this, he was a little unhappy.But he didn't pause, as if the answer had already been stored in his heart, "I won't let him have an accident alone, if something happens to him, then I won't live alone... Hey, why are you pinching me!"

Feeling his butt being twisted, Xia Zhuo kicked his legs and complained: "It hurts! You have to rub it for me later and blow it."

Guan Yuzhou: "..." He didn't exert much effort at all.

"I'm telling the truth."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Then it's okay if you don't have an accident?"

Guan Yuzhou slowed down his speech, "Well, nothing will happen to me."

Xia Zhuo is satisfied with his guarantee, although he said it casually, but he understands its heavy weight.He is so handsome and obedient, a rare good boyfriend that no one else can find with a lantern, how could Guan Yuzhou be willing to let him live alone?This person is so stingy, and his possessiveness is so exaggerated that it breaks through the boundaries. He is afraid that he will compete with the ancient emperor who dragged his favorite concubine to ask for her burial.

If there is such a day, Guan Yuzhou asks him to accompany him to die, then he will nod and agree without hesitation, even if this person enters the underworld and descends to the eighteenth level of hell, it must be his.

"So you have to rub and blow for me." He grabbed Guan Yuzhou's shoulders, flirting with no seriousness, his voice was soft, as if he was being coquettish.

"..."

"Speak."

"Okay, blow."

"What are you bragging about?" Xia Zhuo insisted on teasing him.

Guan Yuzhou glanced at him helplessly, with some warning in his eyes, "If you still want to sleep after you go back, there is no need to provoke me too much now."

Xia Zhuo smiled so much that she leaned against him, and pecked his face forcefully in front of the other two without any scruples: "I really really like you so much."

Uncle Yang looked left and right, and clapped his hands together.He suddenly realized, as if he was still a little embarrassed: "So you are a couple?"

Xia Zhuo was stunned: "You just know?"

"I always thought he was your brother." Uncle Yang rubbed the back of his head, he digested the information for a while, and said incoherently: "It's good, it's good. Oh, the society is much more open now, there's no problem, as long as you like each other, you can do it." If you work hard and go down, who can't you live with? It's not easy to meet a suitable one, and you must not give up casually."

"It's okay to say it's brother, and it's not like I haven't called it that way before." Xia Zhuo became more energetic when he heard the title, and asked Guan Yuzhou's ear stickyly: "Are you right? Brother Guan."

Guan Yuzhou entered the dormitory with a blank expression on his back, and nodded politely to the people behind him: "Then let's go back to the room first."

The floral skirt then showed a faint smile, with some relief in it, and the heavy breath surrounding her finally disappeared.She lived on the first floor, and waved to the two of them on the spot, "Thank you very much tonight, I wish you all a sweet dream."

Guan Yuzhou walked quickly, and when they disappeared at the corner of the stairs, the floral skirt turned his head to look at Uncle Yang who hadn't recovered, and said with emotion: "It's great, there is someone who can always rely on each other and accompany me. There is such an existence around me, it can be regarded as my best friend."

"Young people still have a long way to go, and they will meet many people in the future." Uncle Yang patted her on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Go back and rest, you have something to do tomorrow, don't go out if you have anything to do at night, Don't get out of bed either."

The broken flower skirt knew that he was reassuring himself that he didn't have to worry about not having a companion tomorrow, and thanked him again before leaving.

The narrow corridor was quiet and dark, and Uncle Yang was the only one standing in front of the stairs.

He reached out and touched his chest, took out the old photo no bigger than a palm again, and looked at it under the yellowed overhead light.His rough thumb kept gliding across the face of the young man above him, his back gradually bent, and he lost the energy and calmness he had during the day.

Afterwards, he hunched his figure and walked step by step to the second floor while holding on to the handrail. After stepping on the platform, he looked in the direction of the room where Xia Zhuo and the others were in, and was in a daze thinking about something.

The sound of the get out of class bell in the distance broke the silence. Uncle Yang was shocked, and suddenly he straightened up and wiped his flushed face.Slender wrinkles formed between his fingers. He stood in front of the window in the corridor and looked out at the dark night. One after another, students carrying schoolbags came lifelessly towards the dormitory building.

"They're still young, they're all children..."

Uncle Yang murmured, turned and walked towards his room.

When Guan Yuzhou finished washing, Xia Zhuo was holding the window and looking out of the glass.

"Didn't you just sleep well?" He stepped forward and stroked the young man's hair, his eyes soft, "Just now you were sleepy outside, but you're refreshed after you return to your room?"

Xia Zhuo raised his head, "It's so strange, there is nothing unusual about looking at the garden from a high place, but it is much more barren than other places."

"Well, because we are not in the garden now, we are 'outsiders'." Guan Yuzhou drew the curtains and dimmed the lamp, "Come here."

Xia Zhuo climbed onto the bed and slowly moved to his side, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

"What's wrong?" Guan Yuzhou took him into his arms, "What's uncomfortable? Hold out your hand and show me."

Xia Zhuo raised her arms obediently, but the numbers in her palms did not change.He wrinkled his face, and said in a hesitant tone: "I always feel that Uncle Yang looks at me strangely, but I don't feel anything that makes me uncomfortable."

Guan Yuzhou said lightly: "When he looked at that girl, his eyes also changed, but it was obvious when he didn't look at you."

"You noticed it too? I thought it was my illusion."

"Did you see what he wrote on the ground before?"

"I see." Xia Zhuo said: "It should be a person's name, but when I saw it, he had scratched it with a branch, and I couldn't make out any words."

"Well, go to sleep." Guan Yuzhou patted him on the back lightly one after another, "I have to get up early to go to the classroom tomorrow."

"That's right!" Only then did Xia Zhuo remember that his current identity is a teacher.He was used to staying in bed in the past, but in this dream he had to get up early. Hearing this, he immediately buried his head in Guan Yuzhou's arms, closed his eyes and did not move.

It rained at night, and the moist air filled the house along the gaps and seeped into every wall panel. In my dream, there was the sound of raindrops dripping down.

When he was about to be awakened by this noise, the giant tree swaying in the garden suddenly appeared in the darkness. The thin figure knelt on the ground, his sad eyes looked up at his direction, and he tried to reach it with one hand. Want to grab something.

The blood flowing between the fingers merged into a small stream of water, and fell to the ground little by little along the pale wrist. When Xia Zhuo was approaching his feet, he subconsciously struggled, but his body couldn't exert any strength and couldn't move.The black mist wrapped the figure tightly, groping towards him like an unknown monster.

He thought it was a continuation or reenactment of the illusion in the garden, but he was surprised that the hand penetrated as it pressed against his skin, not approaching him, but struggling to approach the person behind him.

Xia Zhuo suddenly remembered the two figures he saw in those eyes.So he stared at the other person's eyes again, and there were two different shadows reflected in the pupils as moist as glass beads.

And these two people are right behind him now.

His head was so heavy that he couldn't lift it, and the invisible mountain was pressing on his shoulders, and every movement was extremely difficult.The thicker and thicker smell of blood poured into the respiratory tract, choking his eyes blurred, with spots of light appearing in the eye sockets, and the feeling of dizziness swept over, accompanied by the sound of dripping water echoing in his ears.

When he was almost out of breath, he finally turned his head, and two pairs of worn-out shoes appeared in his sight, as well as a drop of crystal clear rainwater.

The drop of water fell on the ground, the ripples distorted the picture, and the suffocation forced him to wake up from his dream.

His heartbeat pounded his eardrums, but the hands behind him still held him firmly in his arms.

Xia Zhuo's head was covered with sweat, the rain was pattering against the glass, and the wind was rattling the old iron bolts.And behind all this noise, the weeping man was leaning against the window, with his hands pressed against the fragile glass, looking into the room with his bloodshot eyes open.

"Open the window, it's raining, I'm so cold..."

The mournful scratching sound was piercing and urgent, Guan Yuzhou put his other hand on his ear, and his voice was hoarse when he woke up: "Close your eyes and continue to sleep."

"Teacher, teacher, help me... I don't want to die, teacher..."

"Look at me, wake up, teacher..."

Bang, bang.

The louder and louder the impact came, the trembling movement of the window frame made one's heart skip a beat, as if the glass was about to be smashed in the next second.

With his back to the window, Xia Zhuo grabbed Guan Yuzhou's clothes tightly and ignored him.

"Don't be afraid." Guan Yuzhou pressed a kiss on his ear through the back of his hand, "Sleep with you, don't worry about anything else."

His reassurance had a great effect, Xia Zhuo agreed in a low voice, then drilled into his chest again, and soon fell asleep again.

The rain outside did not know when it stopped, and the sound of slapping also disappeared.When it was dawn, a ray of light spilled on the bed from the gap in the curtains, and Guan Yuzhou was awakened by the sound of footsteps wandering outside the door. He picked up Xia Zhuo who had turned over and refused to open his eyes, and urged someone to wash his face.

"Mr. Guan, Mr. Xia, are you awake? It's time to go to the classroom for morning reading, and the students have already gone to the cafeteria for breakfast." Wei Jiaxiang was outside the door, and he was afraid that several people would be late on the first day of work. , Specially came to knock on the door one by one to remind.

Xia Zhuo couldn't bear the disturbance, and sat up with half-closed eyes, "What time is it?"

"05:30."

I didn't sleep well at night, Xia Zhuo was dazed for a while, and then slowly got out of bed, "I haven't woken up so early for a long time..."

Guan Yuzhou watched him go to the bathroom, then turned to the bed and opened the curtains.The gloomy sky hangs over the campus, and tiny cracks have appeared in the two closed windows, densely covered with handprints.

When Xia Zhuo came back a little more energetic, what he saw was Guan Yuzhou with his back turned to the past.

"What are you looking at?"

Hearing the movement behind him, Guan Yuzhou turned his head and said, "We won't come back tonight, there is a problem with this room."

Xia Zhuo obviously also saw those traces, thinking of all the sounds he heard last night, he pondered for a moment, "Is it the student who called for help yesterday?"

"No." Guan Yuzhou shook his head, "It's the teacher who once lived in this room." Shared by /public/public/number/suo/thinking/yes/ning/ningzheng/reason/