After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

Hearing the sound of the toilet door being locked, Bo Xun stood up uncomfortably, with his back pressed against the door wall.

The space was too narrow, there was no room to turn around, and the back of the wheelchair was pressed against the back of the wheelchair without any gaps in front of him.

Yu Jin suddenly turned his head, raised the corners of his lips, and looked at him with a smile.

"What are you panicking about?"

"Cough, I'm not panicking." In the cramped space, Bo Xun could only turn his head slightly.

"Just wanted to talk to you."

Yu Jin's hand was still on the door lock and refused to let go.

Bo Xun clenched the seam of his trousers nervously.

The space was so cramped that he didn't even have room to turn around.

The breathing of the two people was very clear in the tiled room.

"It's snowing heavily today, you won't be able to go home. Come live with me tonight, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Yu Jin naturally added, "Don't think too much, I mean I will give you the bed, and I will make the floor."

"I didn't think much of it!" Bo Xun immediately retorted, "But there's no need, I'll just live in Xie Zhe's dormitory. Sleeping on the floor is not good for your health."

"Oh." Yu Jin dragged his voice thoughtfully, "So you rejected me because you cared about my body? It's not that you don't want to live with me, right?"

Bo Xun realized that he had fallen for him.

He opened his mouth, wanting to refute something.

"Don't worry, I often stay in bed and sleep on the floor. It's not bad for my health. Besides, let me do my duty as a suitor, okay? Brother Xiaoxun, please."

Bo Xun's scalp felt numb, and his whole body tensed even more.

The other party's voice was originally clear and pleasant, but now it was a little flattering and coquettish, and the ending sound rose slightly.

Plus the space is cramped.

Like a whisper, the scratched earlobe was itchy.

"Aside from me, does Brother Xiaoxun have other suitors at this stage?"

"No." Bo Xun took a deep breath.

"The one who chased you and called the senior to bring you food, wasn't he?"

Bo Xun hurriedly replied, "Of course not. Han Fang is very competitive. If you win him once, he will cling to you and he will not give up until you win back."

"That's it. But I'm very happy that Brother Xiaoxun didn't refuse me... At night, I will keep the door open—"

"I refused! As I said, I live in Xie Zhe's dormitory..." Before he finished speaking, Bo Xun realized that his voice was too loud.

There are classmates outside.

The fact that he and Yu Jin squeezed into the same toilet is enough to make people daydream.

There was another untimely quarrel...

Bo Xun hurriedly lowered his voice, "I, I'm going out."

Bo Xun squeezed the gap and turned around with difficulty.

The hand just touched the door lock, and it hasn't been opened yet.

Suddenly, there was a muffled "boom".

"Hiss—" He gritted his teeth and sucked in a low sound, obviously enduring the pain.

Immediately, Bo Xun didn't care about going out, and hurried back.

"what happened?"

I saw that Yu Jin's head was still in the posture of hitting the wall.

The facial features twisted together ferociously, looking particularly painful.

"There is no handrail, when I want to transfer it to the toilet, it slips—hiss—" The expression on Yu Jin's face frowns again.

Bo Xun quickly reached out to help him, "I'll hug you."

When he hugged his too thin body, he couldn't help but think of the diary he saw earlier.

If nothing happened, Yu Jin should be more dazzling among his peers now.

Instead of dragging a thin and disabled body, unable to stand up at all.

The light in the toilet was harsh.

Only in such a narrow space, when his eyes cannot be avoided, can Bo Xun clearly see...

Although Yu Jin vaguely saw it from the reflection of the mirror on the first day of transferring to another school.

But at the time, the two of them didn't know each other, and Yu Jin was just in a normal state.

This time...it's so bright, I can see it directly from a close distance...

Among his peers, Bo Xun had never lost in such a thing as size.

Now, his only competitive spirit was undoubtedly defeated.

When I was in a trance, there was a faint heat in my ears.

The low and hoarse voice was alluring, "Brother Xiaoxun, where are you looking?"

Bo Xun looked up to cover up.

The blood on his neck had already betrayed him.

"you……"

"I'm also a man. Being hugged and looked at by someone you like, you will inevitably react. What's so strange about it?"

Bo Xun opened his mouth, but couldn't find any words to refute.

There's really nothing surprising about that.

When looking away, Bo Xun still couldn't help sneaking a glance.

It's just too compelling.

"You can look at it openly, I don't mind."

There was a little smile in Yu Jin's voice.

Bo Xun didn't want to look again, he just kept his head up without moving.

After a while, there was the sound of drizzling water.

Very clear.

Bo Xun felt the blood on his face surge up even more.

Even if you don't look down, the missing picture is probably completed in your mind.

When he came out of the bathroom, Bo Xun went back to the table and picked up his chopsticks.

Soon after Yu Jin finished washing his hands, he returned with his wheelchair.

Jiang Han noticed the bruise under the broken hair on Yu Jin's forehead.

"Primary God, what happened to your forehead?"

Yu Jin touched his head, "Maybe I knocked it accidentally."

Rhubarb next to Jiang Han also put down his chopsticks, and said casually, "Did you two fight in the toilet?"

fight……

This word sounds too ambiguous and has no deep meaning.

Bo Xun felt Yu Jin looking at him when he lowered his head and fiddled with the broken hair by his ear.

Yu Jin: "No. Xiao Xun and I rarely have physical conflicts."

Seeing Xie Zhe laughing, Bo Xun almost let out a goose cry.

I kept patting the ladder to and from the bed, unable to straighten my back.

Han Fang didn't know why, so he quietly came over and asked in a low voice, "Senior Xiao Xun, are you okay? Your face is so red, is it too cold outside and you have a fever—"

"Eat your meal." Bo Xun interrupted angrily.

Later, the head teacher of Xie Zhe's class came to check the bedroom.

After explaining a few rules that they will definitely violate, they also said that they can get up not so early tomorrow, and let them play less with their mobile phones and go to bed earlier.

Several teenagers coaxed the teacher to say "Got it" and "Got it".

After the teacher left, they turned around and huddled together on the same bed in three rows.

Bo Xun didn't participate in their evening e-sports activities, and huddled alone in Jiang Han's lower bunk, wrapped in a quilt.

Although there is an empty bed in Xie Zhe's dormitory, there are no extra bedding.

Amidst the noise, Bo Xun just fell asleep in a daze.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Bo Xun felt his arm being patted.

"Bo Xun, lie down a little bit." Jiang Han's voice came from above his head.

Half asleep and half awake, Bo Xun reluctantly moved in.

The bed in the dormitory is less than one meter wide, and it is very difficult to squeeze two sports students.

In particular, Jiang Han's size is a little bigger than him.

Bo Xun faced the wall, crushed like a pancake stuck to a boiler.

After sleeping for a while, he was awakened by loud snoring.

Bo Xun reluctantly opened his eyes.

I saw Rhubarb on the lower bunk opposite, snoring recklessly with his mouth open.

Xie Zhe and Jiang Han didn't respond as if they were used to it.

Bo Xun: ...

He pulled the quilt over his head.

Little effect.

Bo Xun couldn't fall asleep amidst the thunderous snoring.

He simply got up, stepped past Jiang Han, put on his shoes and walked out of the dormitory, wandering around in the corridor.

Before one o'clock in the morning, some dormitories were still in a carnival state.

Bo Xun was so sleepy that he turned on his phone, wanting to see which brother could support him.

Song Song?

Song Song's dormitory is mostly filled with boys from other classes whom he doesn't know.

Going in hastily, Bo Xun felt that it might not be very good.

You can't really go to Yu Jin, can you?

In a state of extreme sleepiness, he doesn't have much rationality.

My mind is still resisting the matter of looking for Yu Jin, but my body has already climbed up to the sixth floor.

On the sixth floor, the biting cold wind poured in along the roof door.

Bo Xun shuddered, and instantly sobered up a lot.

On a snowy day, who doesn't close the roof door?

Bo Xun walked to the door and was about to close it when he suddenly saw someone on the roof.

In the dark howling wind, mixed with the smell of smoked tobacco.

The sky is scarlet on a snowy night, most of the neon lights are out of work, only the emergency lights emit a faint light.

The figure was sitting, smoking a cigarette in silence.

"Yu Jin?"

With just one glance, Bo Xun instantly realized the identity of that figure.

I saw the figure quickly snuff out the smoke in the snowdrift.

"Yu Jin, is it you?" Bo Xun instantly felt relieved, and strode towards the rooftop.

I saw a heavy coat on Yu Jin's thin shoulders.

He was only wearing a shirt underneath, and his fair hands were red from the cold.

The smell of smoke is strong.

"Why are you still smoking?" Bo Xun walked in front of him, bent down to pick up the extinguished cigarette butt in the snowdrift, and held it in his hand as if he had found evidence, "Am I right?"

"Don't tell the teacher." Yu Jin's voice was very light, with the unique hoarseness of smoke.

The strong wind on the roof roared.

In the darkness, Bo Xun looked down at Yu Jin's thin face, and his throat tightened.

"I mean bad for the body."

"..." Yu Jin didn't speak.

Bo Xun didn't speak either.

From the looks of it, it shouldn't be the first day for Yu Jin to be on the rooftop.

It can be seen from the diary earlier that since the accident, Yu Jin's tendency to self-destruct has always existed and is very serious.

During the silence, Yu Jin took out the cigarette case from his pocket again, took a cigarette, and turned on the lighter with one hand.

"Stop smoking." Bo Xun reminded in a low voice.

Yu Jin turned a deaf ear.

Bo Xun snatched the lighter which was being ignited irritably.

Hit the smoke on the ground.

Watching the cigarette go out, I bent down to pick it up.

He took a deep breath to relieve the pain in his heart, and then he growled, "I told you not to smoke. You wear such light and smoke outdoors on a snowy day, what are you thinking?"

"What do you care about me?" Yu Jin's voice was still very flat, without any waves.

"I can control it as much as I want, why are there so many?"

"Give me the lighter." Yu Jin sighed, with a somewhat irritable tone, and spread his hands towards Bo Xun.

"I can't sleep. Smoking can relieve it somewhat. Xiao Xun, return the lighter to me."

Bo Xun paid no attention to him.

After turning into a wheelchair, he pushed Yu Jin away from the wind-sounding rooftop.

The temperature in the room is much warmer, and there are lights.

It was only then that Bo Xun saw that Yu Jin was trembling from the cold, and there was no blood on his thin lips.

Yin Hong's hands were frozen, and she could hardly grasp the wheels of the wheelchair.

His lips moved, obviously wanting to say something.

Frowning for a moment, he finally decided to push Yu Jin back to the dormitory first.

"Leave me alone." Yu Jin tried his best to suppress his restlessness, but he couldn't control the wheelchair by himself.

After speaking, he took out the cigarette case and flipped through it impatiently.

Bo Xun pushed him back to the room without saying a word, turned around and closed the door.

Parking the wheelchair in front of the bed, Bo Xun was not annoyed by Yu Jin's yelling at him just now, and asked softly, "Where do you keep the medicine you usually take before going to bed?"

Yu Jin didn't say anything, just lowered his head, his eyes were dark.

Bo Xun turned around, just about to look for it.

Suddenly, a powerful arm wrapped around his waist from behind.

Pull him violently towards the bed behind him.

At the same time, a deep voice came, "Give me the lighter and let me go out to smoke, or stay here with me at night, which one do you choose?"