bad kid

Ruan Zhimu was taken aback.

When did Yan Yue stand there, how long did he stand there, and what did he see, he didn't know at all.

He and Zhan Zihang are now separated by a distance of one person, which seems to be a normal conversation between friends, but just half a minute ago, Zhan Zihang kissed his forehead.

Ruan Zhimu wasn't sure whether Yan Yue had seen it, he looked up at Zhan Zihang, who frowned visibly, as if he also felt uncomfortable.

Ruan Zhimu: "...toothbrush, in the cabinet under the sink, in blue packaging."

Yan Yue: "Yes."

Turning around and going upstairs, there seemed to be no other abnormalities.

After Yan Yue's figure disappeared in the corridor, Zhan Zihang said, "He..."

Ruan Zhimu shook his head: "It should be... I didn't see it."

Being disturbed by Yan Yue, both of them lost interest in an instant and said goodbye in a hurry.

-

Ruan Zhimu actually made some psychological preparations for Yan Yue's arrival.

According to his teacher, Yan Yue has a bad temper, poor grades, his parents divorced early, and his family background is quite good, so he may not be easy to get along with.

After getting along for a few days, Ruan Zhimu was a little surprised.

Yan Yue is not difficult to get along with.

In fact, if his teacher hadn't vaccinated him in advance, he wouldn't have felt that this was a rebellious child.

Yan Yue silently accepted the simple and unadorned residence, the toothbrush for seven yuan, the toothpaste for ten yuan, and the pink towel with the crooked bear printed on it.

He only stared at the ugly towel for two seconds: "... Where did this come from?"

Ruan Zhimu: "It's a gift from the owner of the mall."

Yan Yue: "...?"

Ruan Zhimu was a little proud: "Ah, don't look ugly, it's all cotton. When Jinglong Shopping Center opened, I went to preside over the opening ceremony. The boss gave me a four-piece bed suit and dozens of clothes when he was happy. a towel."

Ruan Zhimu briefly explained to him that although he is still a college student, he often works part-time as a wedding emcee and shopping mall host to earn extra money.

Yan Yue: "Don't tell me..."

Ruan Zhimu: "It's the set you have on the bed now. How about it? Does it have a unique texture to the touch? I guarantee you will sleep comfortably tonight."

Ruan Zhimu was sure that he saw Yan Yue's eyes twitch.

Yan Yue: "...Don't you have dozens of towels, what about the others?"

Ruan Zhimu said honestly: "I sold the rest to my classmates."

Selling it at a price lower than 300% off in the school supermarket made a profit of more than [-] yuan.

Yan Yue closed his mouth.

Well, Ruan Zhimu didn't mean to give the kids a bad blow.

Yan Minghua emphasized to him that there is no need to give Yan Yue too good material conditions, and this is not the purpose of Yan Yue's transfer.Yan Yue's father seemed to be trying to train Yan Yue more, frustrate his temper, and even confiscated all the pocket money, just to let him spend a period of unpretentious high school career.

Ruan Zhimu curiously asked Yan Minghua how much Yan Yue spent on living expenses in the past month.

Yan Minghua didn't say any specific figures, but asked him, "How much do you spend on living expenses per month?"

Ruan Zhimu: "It's about two thousand for food and clothing, but I can preside over the purchase of clothes and cosmetics, which may be in the early three thousand."

Yan Minghua: "Probably not less than five times this number."

Ruan Zhimu was shocked.

Five times, that's [-] a month, the income of an ordinary working class for two months, and he can't show off this amount even if he eats three meals a day of crazy beef stew and fried eggs.

Yan Minghua added: "Yan Yue spends money. In fact, he is one of the few in his circle of friends. He never spends extravagantly, nor does he buy luxury goods. He just likes to buy electronic products."

Ruan Zhimu also doubted for several days whether Yan Yue saw Zhan Zihang kissing his forehead that night.

However, Yan Yue's performance was the same. He played games and watched movies at home during the day, went to the community basketball court in the afternoon, and went home for dinner when it was time.

Ruan Zhimu didn't complain when he went to the school to go through the transfer procedures. Ruan Zhimu talked with the teacher in front, and he stood silently behind the line and waited.

However, Ruan Zhimu was not so narcissistic. He felt that he was too charming, so he directly surrendered the rebellious child.

There may be several reasons why a person does not speak.

It may be well-behaved, sensible and obedient, or it may be introverted and shy and not talkative.

Or maybe it's disdain.

Because of the different levels of life, I don't think there will be any intersections in the future, and the reticence is just for patience, and I can leave after the end of the asceticism, and I will never have to deal with it again.

Then, of course, there is no need to have too much conversation and contact, and you don't even bother to express resistance and dissatisfaction.

That contemptuous, indifferent look is no different from looking at disposable gloves discarded in the trash can.

Ruan Zhimu was sure that he saw such a look in Yan Yue's eyes.

After he happily bought back two yuan a catty of special carambola from the mall.

Ruan Zhimu pondered while splitting the petals: "Should I mix yogurt for fruit soup, or cook rock sugar carambola and pear water later?"

Yan Yue sat on the sofa with an iceberg face: "I won't eat."

Ruan Zhimu: "It's a good idea. I set the alarm clock to snatch it at eight o'clock. You haven't paid the money, and you still want to eat my peach?"

Yan Yue: "..."

Ruan Zhimu finished cutting up a bag of carambola, mixed it with yogurt, finished a large bowl of fruit with satisfaction, and burped along the way.

He patted his stomach and looked at Yan Yue whose face was slightly green: "It's past nine o'clock, don't you go to bed? School starts tomorrow."

Yan Yueteng stood up suddenly.

When returning to the room, I don't know whether it was because of anger, or because my steps were disordered, and my left foot almost tripped over my right foot.

-

A few days later, Ruan Zhimu also started school.

Before going out in the morning, Ruan Zhimu asked Yan Yue if he wanted to pick him up, but Yan Yue went by bus without saying a word.

Ruan Zhimu watched Yan Yue struggling to get on the bus, staggering in the middle of the crowd, and there was a trace of pity in his heart.

Ah, it is really interesting to see this kind of pampered child being beaten by life.

Ruan Zhimu went to school and sent Zhan Zihang a WeChat message, asking him what time he would arrive.

In order to make up for the accident that night, he deliberately snatched a special coupon for a western steakhouse from the food delivery app, and wanted to have a candlelight dinner tonight.

Ruan Zhimu doesn't do this kind of thing very often. At the beginning, Zhan Zihang chased him. During the relationship, Zhan Zihang always took the initiative. He took the initiative to make dinner appointments, book tickets for museums and art exhibitions, and send gifts on love anniversaries. bouquet of roses.

Zhan Zihang never responded to the message.

After Ruan Zhimu arrived at the school, he first went to the counselor, sorted out the scattered work for the start of the school, contacted the bookstore at the door to buy books for this semester in bulk, and connected with a few students who wanted to change dormitories, and rearranged the dormitory , didn't rest until two o'clock in the afternoon.

The school cafeteria was closed, Ruan Zhimu ran outside the school and ordered a bowl of ten yuan beef ramen, and just poured chili oil on the noodle soup, the news suddenly jumped out.

Zhan Zihang: [Sorry, I'm not in school this semester, I'm going to Hong Kong for exchange]

Ruan Zhimu was a little confused: [Are you going to exchange in Hong Kong this semester? 】

Zhan Zihang: [hmm]

Ruan Zhimu: [You never said it before. 】

Zhan Zihang: [I wanted to tell you last time, but the school hasn't responded yet, so I just want to wait until it's confirmed before I tell you]

[I received a reply email from the school in Hong Kong yesterday. The time requirement is very urgent. If I want to leave immediately, I haven't had time to tell you yet.]

Ruan Zhimu didn't reply right away, after a while, he replied a short [Oh]

Zhan Zihang said that the flight was about to take off, and hurriedly ended the conversation.

Ruan Zhimu sent a message to the counselor: [Mr. Zhou, is anyone in our class going to Hong Kong for an exchange this semester? 】

Counselor: [Yes, it’s the one from last year, you can apply if you meet the GPA requirements]

Ruan Zhimu remembered that he had also seen the admissions documents of that university last year. He had discussed the one-year exchange with Zhan Zihang. It was a good opportunity, but he weighed the cost of living in Hong Kong. , or gave up.

At that time, Zhan Zihang also comforted him that "there will be better opportunities in the future".

……

The noise in the noodle shop suddenly seemed to be amplified hundreds of times, making people upset.

The chopsticks in Ruan Zhimu's hands loosened unknowingly.

The steaming hot beef ramen also lost its appeal, gradually blurred in the steaming water, and turned into a ball of cold batter.

-

At 05:30 in the afternoon, Ruan Zhimu went to school to pick up Yan Yue.

It stands to reason that Yan Yue could take the bus home by himself, but after all, it was the first day of school, so Ruan Zhimu decided to pick him up in person to show his sense of responsibility.

Ruan Zhimu rode a small e-donkey, and just arrived at the intersection in front of the school when his phone suddenly buzzed.

The caller ID is Yan Yue's class teacher.

Wechat was added a few days ago when I went to transfer procedures in the school class.

"Mr. Ruan?" the head teacher said sternly, "Please come to the school right now."

Five minutes later, Ruan Zhimu appeared at the door of the office out of breath, looked at the two teenagers in the room, and opened his mouth wide.

"On the first day of school, classmates, let's fight!" The class teacher sternly said, "Are you here to study or to fight, huh? I have been teaching for 30 years, and I have never seen such naughty students like you!"

Yan Yue stood by the window expressionlessly, staring at the vines outside the window, his right cheekbone was bruised, there was blood at the corner of his mouth, and the collar of his black T-shirt was torn open.

The boy standing on his left had a cropped head, the corners of his mouth were swollen, his eye sockets were black and blue, and his entire shirt was torn into long strips. He looked worse than Yan Yue.

……

It seems that Yan Yue won the battle?

Ruan Zhimu's first reaction was this.

After all, the flat-headed boy was a head taller than Yan Gao, dark and strong, with unconcealable viciousness and hostility in his eyes, as if he had been in a juvenile prison.

Hearing movement at the door, Yan Yue turned his head, exchanged glances with Ruan Zhimu, and then looked away indifferently.

It was a boy with a flat head, Yan Yue glanced at him by the way, and subconsciously shrank his neck.

It turned out to be a little scared.

Ruan Zhimu hurried up to apologize to the class teacher, and learned the ins and outs after asking.

Yan Yue privately brought his tablet to school today, and when he went to the bathroom between classes, the tablet was placed in the belly of the desk, and his deskmate somehow discovered it.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys are not allowed to bring their mobile phones to school. A few who could resist the temptation of electronic products found that it was unlocked. A few courageous ones immediately turned the tablet out, eager to think about the next one. game play.

Just touched for a few seconds, and then——

When Yan Yue came back from the bathroom, he found that something had been moved by a stranger. It was no nonsense, he just went up and kicked his classmate on all fours.

That's it.

From Ruan Zhimu's point of view, this is a big deal, what's the point of a fight between boys, when he was in high school, his classmates had a lot of puppy love, clubbing and dancing, and fighting was almost like tickling.

However, Experimental Middle School is a well-known key high school, and the head teacher is said to be an experienced gold medal head teacher, which is incomparable to Ruan Zhimu's trash high school.

So for the next half hour——

Ruan Zhimu: Being scolded honestly, accepting criticism sincerely.

Yan Yue: With his hands in his trouser pockets, his face was expressionless.

Flat-headed boy: He raised his head in a daze with a look of indifference.

The head teacher found that he had been talking for a long time and only Ruan Zhimu, the parent, was listening carefully. He glanced at his phone and found that he would not be able to catch up with the period drama at [-] o'clock in the evening if he didn't go home. , go back and write a [-]-word review each, and hand it in tomorrow."

Yan Yue: "It's too long."

Crew-headed boy: "I can't write."

Class teacher: "If you talk nonsense, add another [-] words per person."

Yan Yue and the boy with the flat head shut up at the same time.

Ruan Zhimu: "Definitely, I will go back and supervise his writing, calm down..."

It seems that the parents of the crew-cut boy never came.

Ruan Zhimu led Yan Yue out, and the flat-headed boy walked slowly behind, his long and narrow figure like a sharp scar in the afterglow of the setting sun.

After leaving the school gate, Yan Yue stretched out his hand: "Give me back the tablet."

Ruan Zhimu: "I'll give it to you later."

Yan Yue frowned: "Wait a minute?"

"Wait until the wound is treated in the hospital," Ruan Zhimu said, "immediately, go to the subway, and don't be a demon."