Scholar vs Colonel

The moment Xiao Mo said was really just a moment, and he let go of Wang Chong in about five or six minutes. Wang Chong jumped up and jumped on the spot with his hands in his pockets, and said to Xiao Mo with an unnatural expression. : "Would you like something to drink?"

Xiao Mo slowly raised his head. The moment he raised his head, the fragile expression on his face disappeared into the air like steam. He looked at Wang Chong in a daze. After pondering for a moment, he smiled and said, "Milk."

"Milk?" Wang Chong was stunned for a moment, wondering why he suddenly wanted to drink milk. "The one we've been drinking this morning?"

Xiao Mo gave a soft "um", and raised the corner of his mouth to reveal a slight smile. The smile rippled in the sun, and when it caught up with his injured right eye, there was an indescribably broken beauty. For a moment, Wang Chong felt a little I can't move my eyes.

Wang Chong coughed dryly, "Then wait for me, I'll go to the small shop to buy." After speaking, he turned around and ran away.

When he arrived at the canteen, Wang Chong took two boxes of milk from the freezer and walked to the cashier. At this moment, he heard a few men chatting not far behind him. He didn't pay attention at first. When Xiao Mo's name came, he put the milk in his pocket and walked to the side to listen carefully.

"The bump in front of you was really skillful, it directly knocked Xiao Mo to blood."

"That's right. I've seen him upset for a long time. He plays the ball like he's pretending to be something. This kind of guy actually has a bunch of little girls to cheer him on."

"It's just that I put on an iceberg face all day long, and don't take others seriously. If I hit him well, I should teach him a lesson, and see if he dares to look down on people in the future."

The conversation between those three people got into Wang Chong's ears verbatim. He glanced at them coldly, pushed the door open and walked out.The next day, the three people had a piece of gauze on their right eyes. The students asked them curiously what was going on, but the three kept silent about it. The injury looked like someone had beaten them, but they refused to admit it.This incident alarmed the teacher, and they finally only said that they accidentally bumped into it, and dared not say a word about the rest.

Rewinding the time to the present, Wang Chong returned to the playground with two boxes of milk in his mouth, and saw Xiao Mo with his neck up, the back of his neck resting on the back of the plastic chair, his body leaning on the chair, his two long legs stretched straight out, his heels propped up On the ground, maybe because he was sitting in the dark, maybe because he was away from the crowd, I always felt that there was a vague sense of deja vu in the laziness of the sitting posture.

Wang Chong frowned, took a deep breath, patted his cheeks with both hands, walked towards Xiao Mo with a smile, and shouted angrily: "Go on." After speaking, he turned the box of milk in his hand to Xiao Mo Throw it away.

Xiao Mo was startled, the sense of decadence lingering around him was shattered in an instant, and a few of those fragments flew around, and some of them seemed to ruthlessly pierce into Wang Chong's heart, causing his heart to ache again. .But Wang Chong, like Xiao Mo, did not pursue the question. Even though what he wanted to know would kill him, he still chose to wait, waiting for the other party to take the initiative to talk to him, waiting for the other party to open up to him.Because both of them know that it is impossible to truly empathize without experiencing the pain of others.Therefore, questioning will only make him open the wound again and heal it alone.

Xiao Mo reached out to catch the thrown milk very quickly, his expression had returned to normal, "Why have you been here for so long? Is there a lot of people in the small shop?"

Wang Chong nodded, and sat down on the seat next to Xiao Mo, "Yes, I have been queuing for a long time." While speaking, he stretched out two fingers and shook Xiao Mo, half-jokingly said: "2 yuan. Alipay or WeChat?"

Xiao Mo's peach-blossom eyes slightly bent, grabbed the two fingers dangling in front of his eyes, put them on his lips and kissed them lightly, and saw Wang Chong withdraw his hand like an electric shock. Swish it wide open, "You..." You didn't say anything for a long time.At this time, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated, he took out the mobile phone and looked down, Xiao Mo actually sent him 2 yuan on WeChat, and Xiao Mo's deep and magnetic voice came from his ear, "The one just now was for running errands. "