After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

Bo Xun took a deep breath and organized his words briefly.

"I was putting things in the locker in the corridor just now, and found that there was an open cabinet with no name written on it, and the items inside were scattered on the floor, so I wanted to help him clean it up. The result..."

"What happened?" Yu Jin asked with concern.

"It turned out that there was a doll in his cabinet by accident." Looking at Yu Jin's pure and clear eyes, Bo Xun really couldn't find euphemistic words to describe the visual impact the doll brought him. It's...a very strange doll anyway." He said dryly.

Yu Jin frowned slightly, with doubts on his face.

Bo Xun: "Forget it, you are too pure, and I feel guilty for telling you this kind of thing. Leaving aside the dolls, besides, he intercepted a lot of love letters from others, and he is still acting crazy on straw paper." Write my name, write a whole page."

Yu Jin pondered for a moment, put away the comforting hand behind his back, picked up a pen, and recorded the existing clues in the notebook, "From the description, the other party should be your crush? And a little crazy?"

Bo Xun sighed, "It should be like this."

"Don't be afraid. Since he is in the dark, he should be afraid of you, or he doesn't want to really hurt you. But can you give me a little more information? For example, what does the doll look like, and what is the handwriting like? Maybe I can Help you find out his identity, and what to do with it is your own decision. If you can find out, should you force him to transfer? Or..."

After hearing this, Bo Xun hurriedly stopped, "No, no, no, there's no need to find out, and there's no need to say something so serious about the punishment. After all, the other party didn't really affect me. They were just entertaining themselves, but I happened to bump into it. I have a crush on this kind of thing." There is no right or wrong, forcing him to transfer is too much. I originally did not accept those love letters, even if they were forced into my desk pocket, they would be thrown away or used as draft paper."

He looked at Yu Jin's serious expression, and added, "Everyone has a different side in private, so don't interfere if it doesn't affect others..."

"Are you too? Will there be a different side in private?"

His bright eyes stared straight into his face.

"I..." Hearing this question, he felt like petrified instantly, his hands propped on the table were clenched into fists uncomfortably, and in his mind suddenly appeared in the small rental house, licking his wounds in front of the mirror, licking Lick the overly sensitive/sensitive nerves and enjoy all kinds of pain.He hurriedly smiled, "Why do you ask this suddenly, of course not. I am an upright person, and I am as good as I am."

"I have."

The hoarse voice was very light, and the air flow penetrated into the ears, enough to arouse skin bumps.

"What?" Bo Xun felt his ears itch slightly, but couldn't hear clearly.

"It's okay." Yu Jin returned to normal volume, sat up straight and cleared his throat.

Bo Xun scratched his ears, "Anyway, you should be careful, in case that pervert also takes a fancy to you, I have to take him out and deal with him no matter what."

"I'll be careful." Yu Jin promised, and when he finished answering, he suddenly seemed to remember something, "By the way, you mentioned a lot of love letters just now, do people often write these things for you?"

He scratched his head in embarrassment, "That's right. But most of the people who write love letters probably don't know me. They wrote it on impulse just because they saw me play ball or train, and they heard that I don't have a girlfriend." .”

"Then you really don't have a girlfriend?"

"Of course not." Mentioning his girlfriend, Bo Xun felt hot on his face, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

Xie Zhe and the others often make fun of him for things that he has never been in love with.

Yu Jinyun said calmly, "I'm a little curious, just ask."

When playing with Xie Zhe, Jiang Han, and the others between classes, Bo Xun grabbed Xie Zhe, locked his throat from behind, and said, "I want to ask you something."

"Why?" Xie Zhe tried to throw him off.

"The clay you played with... those figurines, did you wear any strange ones? For example, the ones with eyepatch and ropes tied into their clothes..." Bo Xun persisted, sticking tightly to Xie Zhe's back.

Xie Zhe didn't resist after hearing this description, "Isn't it strange to wear clothes like this? Isn't it very common? It's much more overdressed. Someday you come to my house again and I'll show you mine. Collection. I thought you were not interested, so I didn’t show it to you.”

Bo Xun: ...

He jumped in fright and immediately bounced off Xie Zhe.

Jiang Han passed them by with a kettle, and glanced at Xie Zhe, "Fat man."

Xie Zhe:?

His eyes were full of doubts, he looked at Bo Xun in puzzlement, and then at Jiang Han with grievances.

On the other side of the indoor court, a boy holding a basketball yelled at them, "Are you guys still playing?"

"Hit!" Bo Xun responded hastily.

Since Xie Zhe said that this kind of thing is very common, he didn't think about this accident again.

This public class was recorded by the math teacher and asked the students from the third class to record. Before the preparatory bell rang in the afternoon, the math teacher called all the students back to class, emphasizing the precautions in the public class again.

Raise your left hand for questions you don’t know or don’t want to answer, raise your right hand for questions you know, keep your back straight, etc.

Bo Xun was so irritable that he didn't have the heart to listen to the teacher's speech.

Suits and school uniforms are only used in a few formal events, so they are made according to the thickness of spring and autumn, and it is hard to wear them in this kind of weather.

"Is everything clear? Don't let me lose the chain when the time comes, do you know? I only have such an open class once a semester, and I let you come to class three because I trust you!" The math teacher is a middle-aged woman with a thin voice. The voice is very high-pitched, very piercing.

"Also, if you don't know how to tie the tie for some boys, I'll tie it for you when you come out in line. Why are there still knots?"

Bo Xun looked down at the tie on his shirt.

Dead knot.

He turned his head to look at Song Song, and just about to ask for help, he found that the other party's tie was untied, "Don't you know how to fight?"

"It used to be, but now it won't." After Song Song finished speaking, he looked around in the front row, and finally his eyes fell on the back of a thin and thin girl in the first group.

"Oh, yes, yes, I understand, I understand," Bo Xun said in distaste, and deliberately dragged his voice to show that he understood, "I'll find someone else."

Song Song: "Didn't the math teacher say that you can line up to help? Why don't you just ask her?"

"She disliked me openly and secretly yesterday and humiliated her because of my low monthly exam. Why should I go to her? I'm not cheap."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yu Jin who was outside an aisle. Yu Jin didn't seem to be afraid of the heat, and he didn't even unbutton his suit jacket. This suit and school uniform seemed to be tailor-made for him, and every part fit perfectly. body lines.

The body is thin, a little thin, but not limp and thin.

Bo Xun moved his chair and moved directly to his table, "Yu Jin," he smiled flatteringly, "That..."

"It's too far away from me." The voice was still as light as water, and he hooked his fingers, signaling Bo Xun to come closer.

Bo Xun obediently stretched his head over.

After the slender neck was completely straightened, the Adam's apple was particularly prominent, rolling slightly with the movement of swallowing.

He felt those nimble hands undoing the knot in his tie.

"The next time you encounter this kind of thing, you can come to me directly, and don't mess around with yourself."

"Okay! Sure enough, you are the best!"

Unlike Song Song, who immediately forgot about his brother after the first love affair.

After boasting, he felt Yu Jin's hand pause uncomfortably.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, the tie that was tied into a knot was finally untied and crumpled into a ball.

I saw Yu Jin straighten the tie, picked up a heavy dictionary and pressed it on it, "There is no iron now, so it should be smooth after a while. I haven't tied a tie for others yet, can you let me practice first?"

"Practice?"

Seeing that Yu Jin didn't speak, he calmly took out a long piece of hemp rope from the pocket of the table.

This hemp rope...

He remembered that he accidentally saw Yu Jin in his desk pocket on the first day he transferred to another school.And the puppet I saw during lunch break yesterday was also tied with hemp rope.

In an instant, unprovoked associations occupied my mind.

Just as he was about to ask, he saw Yu Jin wrap the hemp rope around the thermos cup, using the thermos cup to imitate someone else's neck, and let the knot face him, his technique was very unfamiliar.

Bo Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that this section of hemp rope was going to wrap around his neck.

I have thought about the words of resistance, but I didn't expect the other party to use a thermos cup as an experiment.

"What's wrong?" Yu Jin raised his eyes for a moment, then retracted his eyes in an instant, and asked casually.

"It's nothing." He definitely wouldn't admit that he was thinking too much, "By the way, what are you doing with hemp rope to school?"

"The school's barrier-free facilities are too poor. Many uphill places are too steep, and it is easy to slip down with only hand wheels. It would be much better to have ropes tied to the railings to make a simple pulley device. The worst thing is that only wheelchairs are available. When it slides down, the person will fall on the spot. It will not cause the person to fall backwards along with the wheelchair." The voice of the explanation is very natural, without any cover at all, "The hemp rope is strong enough, has high friction, and is usually light, so I always carry it with me .”

Bo Xun: ...

He silently and madly apologized to Yu Jin in his heart.

Sure enough, he was thinking too much. How could such a simple person be so unbearable?

"The thermos is still not the same as a real person." Yu Jin sighed, and put down the shapeless hemp rope, "I wanted to practice first, and then use the tie to tie it up for you once."

Seeing this, Bo Xun casually said, "Why don't you use hemp rope to experiment on me?"

After speaking, he saw Yu Jin's expression froze for a moment.

In an instant, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt Yu Jin's gentle pupils suddenly narrowed, and a hint of gloom flashed across them.His hands were clenched into fists, his gloomy face was not angry and his voice was not as soft as before.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I--"

Before he finished speaking, the neckline was pulled forward without warning, and he subconsciously supported the table with his hands so as not to bump into his forehead with Yu Jin. .

The back of the collar suddenly tightened.

"Yu Jin, wait--" Before he finished speaking, he saw the hemp rope tied on the shirt in his peripheral vision, and he didn't know when it was changed to a tie.

There is nothing under the heavy dictionary.