What should I do if I encounter a butcher plate?

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10,

Jiang Pan's graduation homework has entered the final stage, and he is in a bad mood, and he doesn't want to talk, let alone get distracted.He stayed home for two nights, stayed late in the studio every day, and slept very little at night, and often had a sudden inspiration in the middle of the night.

I don't know if my parents have said hello. During the few days he was at home, it was rare for the family to enter a truce.

On the third day, Jiang Bin came down from upstairs, saw Jiang Pan in the dining room, and glared at him secretly.Jiang Pan also glanced back gloomyly.

Jiang Bin immediately turned his face away, didn't eat breakfast, and shouted angrily at the porch: "Dad, let's go!"

Dad looked at the riverside.

Jiang Pan said, "I'll go to school by myself later."

Dad went to see Jiang Bin off, and my mother said, "Don't be angry with your brother, he is angry with you every day like Guan Gong."

After being nagged by his mother, Jiang Pan reluctantly nodded and dealt with it, and asked, "What's the matter with his face?"

My mother said that she came back with such a bruised nose and swollen face two days ago.Said it was hit by a girl.But which girl has such a fighting spirit?The slap marks on my face have been there for a few days, and they still haven't disappeared.

No wonder I didn't see anyone at home, so I was hiding in the room.

Mom said again: "Is someone bullying your brother at school?"

Jiang Binchang is so strong, and he doesn't know how to fight. It's good that he doesn't bully others.

Before the harsh words came out, Jiang Pan thought of the people he usually played with and said, "No. Don't worry, this kind of thing won't happen in school."

Mom worriedly explained, and asked Jiang Pan to bring Jiang Bin's breakfast to school.

Xing Zhuo saw Jiang Pan visiting their grade teaching area in the morning, so he guessed that Jiang Pan might return to the dormitory tonight.

Sure enough, at ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Pan pushed open the door of 315 with a portfolio on his back. His cheeks were pale, his eyes were dark, and there was a shadow of fatigue under his eyes.

Xing Zhuo, who has exhibitionism, is sitting in front of the desks that are still pushed together, playing with a baseball bat in his hand.When Jiang Pan walked past him, he stood up and blocked the river.

Turning to the right by the river bank, Xing Zhuo held the baseball bat in front of him and looked at him with downcast eyes.

Just as the baseball bat touched Jiang Pan's chin, Jiang Pan opened it, "What are you doing?"

"What are you talking about?" Xing Zhuo approached him half an inch with heat on his body, "What did you buy me last week?"

Jiang Pan's lips curled up slightly, "Have you used it before, and it feels inappropriate to be so confident?"

Xing Zhuo smiled incredulously, "Jiangpan, have you only seen small ones?"

Jiang Pan's face seemed to turn red, and he pushed Xing Zhuo away, "Not interested."

Xing Zhuo grabbed his hand and looked at him maliciously.Xing Zhuo took his hand in a certain direction, Jiang Pan was caught off guard and remembered last semester, his eyelids twitched, "Xing Zhuo!"

With a heavy baseball bat stuffed into his hand, Xing Zhuo pressed down his struggling fingers, held it, and said, "Jiangpan, this is the right size."

Jiang Pan's face was red, his hands seemed to be scalded, and he wanted to hit his face with a stick.

Before grabbing the baseball bat by the river, Xing Zhuo took the murder weapon away, put it behind his back, and looked at the river with a smile.

Jiang Pan stared at Xing Zhuo for a long while, and didn't want to say another word, turned around and ignored him.

Xing Zhuo looked at Jiang Pan naturally, wondering how long it would take him to talk to anyone this time.

Jiang Pan put down his portfolio, and suddenly said, "That."

Xing Zhuo: "Huh?"

Jiang Pan asked: "Jiang Bin played with you last week?"

"Last week?"

Jiang Pan said, "I saw the news posted by Jiang Bin."

Thinking of the lights around the billiard room that day, Xing Zhuo's eyes flickered with displeasure, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Pan asked: "Who beat Jiang Bin?"

Xing Zhuo put the baseball bat in the corner and said, "I saw him when I left, playing with someone."

Jiang Pan frowned slightly, and heard Xing Zhuo say, "He and Zhang Qidai are very close."

Facing his suggestive words, Jiang Pan asked, "It's him?"

Xing Zhuo asked: "Do you feel sorry for your brother?"

Thinking that Zhang Qidai and Xing Zhuo were friends, Jiang Pan did what Xing Zhuo thought just now, and didn't give him another look at his roommate.He took a shower with a tired face, and was wearing long-sleeved pajamas with long pants all year round, only showing his white and thin ankles.Xing Zhuo watched him sit on the bed, put his pink toes into the quilt, lay down with his back to him and fell asleep.

Xing Zhuo laughed speechlessly.Looking at the slender and shapely shoulders and neck under the collar, until Jiang Pan's shoulders collapsed, Xing Zhuo got out of bed and walked out.

Hearing the noise, Jiang Pan turned over in the quilt and hid half of his face on the pillow.

Xing Zhuo paused for a moment.

That night, Xing Zhuo received a call from the living balcony and left the dormitory.

Jiang Pan woke up the next day and didn't know why his roommate left last night. He just remembered that he walked by his bed, and there was a smell of smoke.

In the cafeteria at noon, Jiang Pan heard the people next to him talk about Xing Zhuo.

Xing Zhuo has always kept a low profile, but the car parked directly downstairs in the men's dormitory last night alarmed many people.

Even Zhang Qidai never had the privilege of driving the car into the school in the middle of the night.

Jiang Pan ate a few bites in a hurry, took the plate and went up to the second floor, wandered around and saw Zhang Qidai and the others from a distance, and it turned out that Xing Zhuo was not there.

Someone touched Zhang Qidai's arm, reminding him to look forward.

Zhang Qidai looked up, and saw that beautiful side face in the crowd, the black hair that was too long in front was tied behind his head, and the thin hair fell on the back of his fair neck.

Seeing Jiang Pan going downstairs, Zhang Qidai looked away, and smiled tacitly with his companion.

Tu Zimu asked: "Didn't you ask Jiang Bin to ask him out? Let's go and see sometime."

Speaking of this Zhang Qidai laughed, Jiang Bin never looked for him after that day.

Putting down the chopsticks, he asked, "Where is Jiang Bin? Go find him."

On Friday again, Jiang Pan walked out of the classroom of the last class, thought about it, and went back to the dormitory to take a look.

Xing Zhuo's schoolbag is still unavailable, and their grade textbooks are still on the table.

For some reason, Jiang Pan suddenly had a feeling that this time Xing Zhuo was as sudden as when he came, so he just left.

"Jiangpan." Jiang Bin suddenly called him outside the door.

Jiang Pan felt a little surprised, opened the door, and looked strangely at Jiang Bin who never came to look for him.

There were no traces on Jiang Bin's face, but his face was a bit ugly, so he didn't come in, and took a letter outside the door saying, "I'll go out for dinner later." Then he said, "Dad treats you."

A few days ago, Mom and Dad kept talking about Jiang Pan's school entrance banquet, Jiang Bin was not happy, so he didn't mention it again. past.

He took out his mobile phone and didn't see the text message, so he asked, "Where is it?"

"Guomao." Jiang Bin didn't have a good expression, so he stood outside and waited for him, "Let's go there together, do you want to change? Okay, call me."

Jiang Pan stopped him for the first time, "Jiang Bin, are you still playing with Zhang Qidai and the others?"

Jiang Bin's expression changed slightly, he looked at Jiang Pan subtly, and said, "What's none of your business?"

Jiang Pan said: "They may not be friends with you sincerely. They are not people from the same world."

Jiang Bin turned and walked away, "Midget your own business. Hurry up, the cars are waiting outside."

Arriving at Guomao by car, Jiang Bin pressed the floor of the restaurant in the elevator, and Jiang Pan asked, "Do you eat Japanese food?"

Can the elderly eat it?

Jiang Bin still looked as if he had offended him a lot, with a tense expression, and rushed out as soon as the elevator door opened.

Waiters in geta kimono greeted them in Japanese with a bow at the elevator entrance.Jiang Pan had no choice but to hold back his anger and follow Jiang Bin.Before he could speak, Jiang Bin said, "Don't lose your temper for a while."

Jiang Pan looked at Jiang Bin more and more strangely.

Jiang Bin walked forward quickly, holding hands on both sides tightly. ——Because Jiang Bin was a little scared.He was afraid of the consequences after Jiang Pan found out, and he was also afraid that the inside would be different from what was agreed.

Jiang Pan asked, "Who are you eating with?"

"A friend." Jiang Bin immediately pulled Jiang Pan back, "Jiang Pan, don't leave. They just want to have dinner with you."

Jiang Pan's eyes were sharp: "Who are they?"