The Sick Villain Just Want to Live

Zhu Tong asked for leave again, it is said that he was not feeling well.

The weather in Gongshui County has been bad for the past two days. Not to mention the large temperature changes, it is still cloudy and cloudy at noon. In the afternoon, dark clouds accumulated a large area in the sky.

Perhaps due to the weather, the atmosphere in Class Three's classroom was a bit heavy.

"Have you heard? There was a vicious wounding incident outside the cafe opposite Xinxin Plaza today, the kind of stabbing someone directly with a knife."

"My aunt and the others live there. It seems that they are still a suspect under the guard of the police, and finally taken away in handcuffs. Sister, I have lived so long. I didn't expect the police to handcuff prisoners in our small county. thing."

"I'm going, isn't this too scary?"

"Do you have any photos? I still have to go that way home. I won't be targeted, right?"

"It's strange to say that someone originally took the photos, but soon the photos in those people's mobile phones disappeared. Maybe the police did not let the announcement be processed secretly."

"..."

Without direct evidence, hearsay news did not circulate among students for long.

Soon someone noticed that the classroom had been empty all afternoon, and someone was alone again.

"Zhu Tong seems to be absent from class all the time recently. It seems that we are worried about our academic spirit, and we are all listless."

"What the hell is a wilt? Aren't people nice?"

"Where is it good? The former god of learning, with a mobile phone in hand, either playing with the mobile phone or using the mobile phone case as a mirror... Oh, it is a mirror, it doesn't matter, what matters is when you see him studying hard gone?"

"It seems to be the same... But what happened to Zhu Tong? He didn't come all afternoon."

"I don't know, maybe the weather affects my cold? A sick beauty can't be set up haha."

It was dinner time after the afternoon class, Shao Ming didn't go to eat, and stayed in the classroom to write something.

Luo Suo and Lu Zheyu came back from the cafeteria after finishing their meal. They went straight to the corner of the classroom by the window, leaned over to take a look, and said in shock, "Are you... taking class notes? Didn't you never do this before?"

Shao Ming said without raising his head, "I promised to do it for him."

Rosso: "..."

There was no sound from the side for a long time, and his light was blocked. Shao Ming couldn't write any more after writing for a while, so he raised his head and said, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that he was finally willing to give him his eyes, Luo Suo pulled away the crooked buttocks of Zhu Tong's seat and wanted to sit on it. Suddenly, he realized something was wrong, and raised his eyes to meet someone's unfriendly gaze.

"..."

Does even a seat have to be so precious?

Rosso was speechless, so he could only return the seat to the front monitor's seat.

He turned his head and looked at the door of the classroom again, to confirm whether the monitor would be back in a while, and then lowered his voice and said, "You and Zhu Tong, what's going on now?"

Shao Ming continued to write notes, "What's going on?"

Luo Suo said, "I saw it all in the consulting room at noon."

"..."

Shao Ming paused, "It's what you saw."

Rosso: "..."

as he saw?What did he see?

Is it so frank?

Rosso stared in shock, and said after a while, "You don't doubt him now?"

Shao Ming looked at him silently.

Luo Suo said again: "That's right, he definitely has nothing to do with that side, but his family, his family is in City A, and his family and that side must know each other. You... have you thought about what will happen next? That person even you Even the interests of a minor are unwilling to let go, if he knows about your relationship with Zhu Tong, then he..."

Shao Ming remained silent.

Rosso gritted his teeth, but still asked, "The person at the cafe door at noon is from City A, right?"

Thinking of the person who said he came to help him solve Qiu Shaoping but remained indifferent when Qiu Shaoping appeared, Shao Ming finally had emotion in his eyes, and he slightly curled his lips: "Yes."

The reason why that person is indifferent is that he is waiting for him to ask for help, right?

Or is it waiting for him to be injured before showing favor?

Or, because the conditions were not negotiated, even if he died, that person would not make a move?

Luo Suo has been with Shao Ming for five or six years, so he can somewhat understand his incongruity. He said with a serious face, "Do you want to go back to City A?"

Shao Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Back?"

Rosso immediately changed his words: "Go."

Shao Ming said: "Sooner or later."

Rosso: "..."

Rosso stopped talking.

Sooner or later...it won't be so early, right?

Who knows how long Zhu Tong will stay in this school?

After being quiet for a long time, Luo Suo was puzzled again: "But tell me, Zhu Tong's family is so powerful, why did he come to our school? He has many problems, he started to transfer to our school, how did he adapt..."

"A lot of problems?" Shao Mingyou interrupted him.

Rosso hesitated, "I have a lot of problems, I have a lot of problems, right?"

Like an old hen protecting her cubs, she can't say anything.

There is no principle in protecting the short.

After a pause, Luo Suo said again: "I'm not talking about him. In fact, I quite admire him. He works so hard despite his poor health. His family conditions are so good and he is so low-key. If my family had money, I would have gone abroad a long time ago. If he is a loser, he will not live in this crappy school, so I have been puzzled by the issue of his transfer."

Shao Ming was slightly distracted when he heard that, and suddenly smiled: "Maybe it's for me?"

Rosso: "..."

Narcissism is a disease that can be cured.

Others didn't even know you before they transferred here, okay?

Seeing that someone had started wandering in the illusion, Luo Suo shook his head lightly, woke him up and said, "You...didn't go back to see him just now?"

Shao Ming came back to his senses, "No, Uncle Liu is guarding him."

Uncle Liu... Luo Suo's impression of that person was that he was a down-to-earth and mysterious boss.

Suddenly thought of something, he smiled meanly: "What? You two Cowherd and Weaver Girl were drawn into a galaxy by the Queen Mother, so you can't see each other?"

Shao Ming turned to look at him and smiled: "Yeah, how about taking you to build a magpie bridge?"

"..."

Rosso: "Brother Ming, I was wrong."

"Actually, I think it might be boring for him to stay at home alone, and he doesn't like playing games, and he can't move around because of an injury on his back. Tsk, I would be suffocated to death."

Shao Ming paused and asked, "How do you know he doesn't like playing games?"

Luo Suo said: "Last time at the milk tea shop, I asked."

"..."

Shao Ming was silent for a moment, then suddenly closed his notebook and got up.

Luo Suo asked in surprise, "Brother Ming, what are you doing?"

"I think what you said makes sense." Shao Ming said, "Go back and build the magpie bridge. I'll leave it to you to ask for leave."

Rosso: "..."

Looking at the figure stalking away from the corridor, Rosso shook his head.

He also got up and returned to his seat, and patted Lu Zheyu on the shoulder as he passed by, "Second brother, work hard this month, and you will be number one next month."

Lu Zheyu: "..."

When Shao Ming went back to the homestay, Uncle Liu didn't really draw a galaxy for the two of them, after all, the main renter of the private house was still Shao Ming.

When he walked into the courtyard, Uncle Liu was coming out of the private house. When he saw Shao Ming appearing in the courtyard, he didn't ask any questions.

He was holding a mobile phone in his hand, as if he was going to answer someone's call.

Shao Ming nodded to him, Uncle Liu went straight back to his private room, and Shao Ming went back to theirs.

He came back suddenly, not because Luo Suo said that Zhu Tong didn't like playing games, and he could have other pastimes if he didn't play games, so it wouldn't be too boring.

What he worried about was Zhu Tong's character.

Last time his leg was injured and it was difficult to move. He clearly said that he could call him if he needed something, but that person obviously grew up in a wealthy and wealthy family, but he didn't seem to be very good at calling people. He never called him once after going to bed at night.

He doesn't seem to like to bother people.

This time the injury was on his back, if he didn't want to call someone, he might do it himself.

What should I do if I touch the wound?

But when he walked into the room, the man was surprisingly calm.

The door was not closed, it was just ajar.

Zhu Tong was lying on the bed, hugging a high pillow in front of him, his head resting on one side, and he was sleeping.

In the two days since Shao Ming came home, he didn't sleep well, so Uncle Liu insisted not to let him go to class, and he didn't hesitate, thinking of just getting a good night's sleep.

But his back was injured, he couldn't sleep on his back, and the wound would be stretched when he lay on his side, so he could only sleep on his stomach, and he didn't sleep well this time.

Shao Ming woke up as soon as he walked into the room. He thought it was Uncle Liu, but when he opened his eyes, it was an unexpected person.

"Why did you come back?"

Zhu Tong was slightly surprised, his eyes flashed a brilliance that he didn't realize, and just about to get up, he was pushed back by the person sitting by the bed.

Shao Ming said: "I'm afraid you'll be bored at home, so I'll be with you when I go home...does it still hurt?"

"It won't hurt if you don't move." Zhu Tong said, "I'm not a three-year-old child, so I don't need someone to accompany me."

Shao Ming said calmly, "I want to come back to accompany you."

"..."

Zhu Tong choked on him.

He reacted for a while before asking: "Is the afternoon class boring?"

Otherwise, why would you want to come back?

Shao Ming sat sideways on the side of the bed and looked at him, with deep eyes, bent his lips and said with a smile: "Probably you are the only one who thinks the courses of high school students are interesting."

Zhu Tong: "..."

What's the meaning?Praise him or hurt him?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

He remembered something, and said excitedly: "By the way, did you take the notes I asked you to take for me?"

Shao Ming was holding the notebook in his hand, but he suddenly regretted taking it back.

With the class notes, the young master no longer sees him.

But Master Zhu's sharp eyes, he didn't even have time to hide, Zhu Tong had already seen what was in his hand.

After all, he is lying on the bed now, and the most conspicuous thing in the head-up view is Shao Ming's hand, so it's hard not to see it.

Shao Ming had no choice but to give him the notes, but it was not easy to operate while lying on his stomach, so he asked again: "Do you want to sit up?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

He was going to sit up when someone came into the room.

He nodded slightly and said "hmm".

Shao Ming put the notebook on the bed, supported his waist with one hand, and held his hand with the other.

No amount of painkillers could stop the pain of the wound being torn again, so despite the two of them being careful, Zhu Tong's face turned pale from the pain after finally recovering the color.

After sitting up, he lowered his head and waited for the pain in his back to ease. Shao Ming sat beside him and looked at him.

After recovering, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to get the notebook, but Shao Ming still held his right hand in his hand, and Shao Ming's other hand was still around his waist.

"..."

He looked up to the side.

Shao Ming was also looking at him, and said, "Did I tell you that if you yell out when you are in pain, you will feel much better."

Zhu Tong was puzzled, "It seems that no one else needs to say this."

Shao Ming: "Do you know this method?"

Zhu Tong said with a smile: "Everyone knows, who didn't grow up crying from childhood?"

Why cry and shout?

It is probably a kind of venting, and it is also a kind of unreasonable trouble. Children always use crying or shouting to achieve their goals.

Shao Ming's eyes dimmed and he said, "Then why don't you yell when you're in pain?"

Zhu Tong was stunned, and said with a weird look: "I'm almost an adult and still shouting? How ugly?"

"..."

Shao Ming narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly.

People will cry when they are in pain, it is instinct, and it has nothing to do with whether it is ugly or not.

But Zhu Tong was injured so many times, he never yelled, at most he gasped lightly when he couldn't help it.

How did he form the habit of enduring pain?

Seeing him, Zhu Tong's heart fluttered, his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't dare to move for no reason.

It wasn't the first time he leaned in Shao Ming's arms like this, it wasn't the first time he was hugged by his waist, and it wasn't the first time he held hands.

But now that his hand was in Shao Ming's, his face started to heat up.

It turns out that Shao Ming's hands are so big that they can almost completely wrap his palms. The palms are very warm, and the five fingers are very slender. They are hands that conform to the aesthetics of manual control.

Zhu Tong blinked, "You..."

"When you rushed towards me, what were you thinking?"

"..."

Why are you asking this again?

Zhu Tong lowered his head uncomfortably, "What can you think at that time?"

Shao Ming didn't take his eyes off his face for a moment: "Did you think about anything?"

Zhu Tong nodded.

He really didn't think about anything at the time, he just rushed forward and knocked people away.

Shao Ming moved closer to him, and said in a low voice: "So you mean, I'm the one you subconsciously risk your life to save, right?"

"..."

Zhu Tong suddenly turned his head, almost bumping into the face that suddenly approached him.

Shao Ming looked at him with a smile and said, "It's really touching. How can I repay you? How about a promise with my body?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

How did this topic get this far?

He subconsciously wanted to hide, but Shao Ming's hand was on his waist, and he said confidently, "What are you hiding? Does the wound hurt?"

Zhu Tong wanted to answer him loudly: What do you think I am hiding! !

He said nervously, "You...you don't blame me for making you worry and sad now?"

Doesn't this person even refuse to say thank you?Why is it even related to repaying?

Shao Ming: "..."

"I regret it." Shao Ming changed his face quickly: "I will take back what I said at noon. I don't think one can be ungrateful. I should repay you."

"..."

Can he not want this reward?

Zhu Tong was silent for a while, then said, "Actually, you don't have to do this."

He suddenly understood why Shao Ming was so strange today.

Shao Ming didn't understand, "What?"

Zhu Tongdao: "I know that there is a psychological burden in owing others favors. You may feel that you feel sorry for me because you were hurt, but it was my own decision to bump into it, and it has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to..."

"Do you think I want to repay you because of guilt and self-blame, because I have a burden in my heart?"

Shao Ming interrupted him suddenly.

Zhu Tong raised his head in a daze.

Is not it?

Shao Ming was choked by his dazed and innocent expression.

"you……"

The hand on the man's waist suddenly tightened, Zhu Tong's body shrank sensitively, Shao Ming regained consciousness in an instant, and let go of his hand.

He silently recited "he has an injury" three times in his heart, managed to calm himself down, and sighed, "Let's read the notes."

The topic changed so quickly that Zhu Tong didn't react for a while.

Shao Ming had already taken the notebook and put it in his hand.

Zhu Tong caught it in a daze.

Shao Ming said again: "Have you eaten yet?"

Zhu Tong nodded: "Yes."

Uncle Liu cooked dinner for him.

Shao Ming also nodded: "Then watch it, ask me if you don't understand, and I will change your medicine after the end."

Zhu Tong asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going back to school later?"

Shao Ming said: "Now the classroom is practicing singing, and there is a math quiz at night, so it doesn't matter if you don't go."

Zhu Tong: "..."

So this person wants to come back because he doesn't want to listen to people singing or take exams?

But Zhu Tong didn't dare to ask anymore, he felt that if he talked with Shao Ming now, something might go wrong.

He avoided the back of the chair and sat at the desk, and began to flip through his notes.

Shao Ming looked at him from behind with a slightly distressed expression.

Does this young master really not understand?Still really don't understand?

You blush when you tease, and you get nervous when you touch it.

If he knew what he was thinking now...would he run away?

Or maybe not.

If you can't run away, that's really the best result.

But how can there be such a good thing in the world?

The best thing he has encountered in the past ten years is probably that Zhu Tong transferred to him.

So, don't want to let go.

While Zhu Tong was reading his notes, he took out his mobile phone to search—how to confess his love to someone in a subtle and romantic way.

The search result is: the search engine is reliable, sows can fly up trees.

After digesting the class notes in the evening, it was past eight o'clock, and Shao Ming took the medicine box to change his medicine.

After taking off the home sweater wrapped around her body, the gauze wrapped around her chest was unwound one by one. In order to avoid the wound on the back, this was a slow and exhausting process.

The rough and soft touch of the gauze, occasionally passing across the skin, aroused layers of trembling.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, it was not as cold as in the hospital consultation room, Zhu Tong even felt a little hot.

He sat on the bed and leaned on the back of the chair, buried his head in the crook of his arms, his straight back bent into a graceful curve, a pair of butterfly bones slightly protruding, his thin arms, smooth shoulders, and the charming scene were ruined on his back On the palm-length knife.

For his wounds.

Shao Ming's eyes were deep, and his tone seemed relaxed: "How many times have I given you medicine?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

He didn't know how many times it was.

Shao Ming didn't expect him to answer, so he applied medicine to the wound, and asked again, "Can I blow here?"

When his leg was injured, Zhu Tong would not let him blow when he applied the medicine.

Thinking of the few days during the National Day holiday, Zhu Tong was a little embarrassed, "... yes."

Shao Ming smiled again, and gently blew on his back.

The analgesic effect of the medicine took effect, and with Shao Ming blowing air gently, the wound soon became painless.

Then put on a new bandage.

Wrapping a bandage is much more complicated and challenging than taking it off.

Zhu Tong had already straightened up, raised his arms slightly, and watched Shao Ming's hands shuttle back and forth in front of him, bypassing his creaking hole.

In Shao Ming's eyes, after the gauze wrapped the wound, it seemed to seal his rationality, and all he could see was Zhu Tong's naked skin.

He looked from top to bottom, and his throat was a little tight: "...Your waist is really thin."

Zhu Tong: "..."

It's because I'm thin.

He saw Shao Ming stop his movements, his relaxed body tensed slightly, "Okay...are you okay?"

Shao Ming smiled lightly and returned to his senses: "Okay."

He turned around and threw the used things into the trash can, packed the medicine box and put it on the bedside table, and when he turned around, he saw that the boy in front of him was already getting dressed.

His eyes darkened, and he said behind the person: "Before you, didn't you sleep well?"

Before?

Those two nights of insomnia?

Before I had time to think about how Shao Ming knew, I heard him say again: "You woke up as soon as I came in."

Zhu Tong: "..."

Realizing that he was thinking too much, Zhu Tong paused when he was putting on his clothes, and said awkwardly, "Well... I'm not used to sleeping on my stomach."

Shao Ming said, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Zhu Tong nodded: "A little bit."

Shao Ming suddenly bent his lips, "I have a way to make you sleep more comfortably, do you want to try it?"

"?"

Zhu Tong turned his head in doubt: "What way?"

Shao Ming looked down at the distance between the two of them, "Sit over a bit."

"..."

Zhu Tong moved over with some hesitation.

"Come a little more."

Zhu Tong wanted to laugh a little, there are only the two of them here, do you need to whisper something about how to sleep?

And this scene felt a little familiar to him.

Last time in the bathroom of the milk tea shop, when Shao Ming said that he had a way to cure the conditioned reflex, he had the same expression as now.

What is an unreliable method?

Zhu Tong moved suspiciously, and suddenly saw the corners of Shao Ming's lips curled up. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but suddenly his waist tightened.

"!"

The body leaned forward uncontrollably for a moment.

Shao Ming sat near the head of the bed. While hugging the person, he also leaned back for a while, sinking into the soft pillow at the head of the bed, holding the person on his body.

"A human-shaped pillow that can be adjusted at any time and can adapt to any sleeping position, do you want to try it?"

"..."

Probably to prevent him from moving suddenly, the hands on his waist were pressed tightly, and even his fall was very stable, without pulling the wound on his back at all.

Zhu Tong lay on his chest without gaps, the tip of his nose rubbed against his chin.

After being dazed for a moment, he slowly raised his head and met Shao Ming's deep eyes.

There was a smile in those eyes, and he looked down at him and said, "Can I sleep here tonight?"

……

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