unrequited love forbidden

Drop out

No. [-] middle school... What No. [-] middle school?

"Jiang Xiao!"

The boundless silence suddenly subsided under this angry voice, Jiang Xiao was shocked and opened his eyes suddenly.

"The teacher just told you to drop out of school!? When you entered No. [-] Middle School, your grades were so good. I also believe that you are a good child who can learn.

But now you drop out of school and don't even get a high school degree, what can you do in the future!ah! ?If you are looking for a job, no one will hire you..."

The impassioned voice seemed to fall into Jiang Xiao's ears through a layer of cotton, and his scattered consciousness could not be gathered together, and his eyes fell on the glass on the table.

A few goji berries inside should have just been put in, two half-dead floated on top, and a few slowly fell down, forming a series of small blisters, and he could even hear the slight sound of the blisters bursting.

what am i doing hereNo. [-] middle school... what No. [-] middle school?Jiang Xiao thought in a trance, only feeling that his whole body was in pain, even his neck was aching.

"Jiang Xiao!" The other party slapped the table, with anger and disappointment in his voice, "You don't even listen to what I'm talking to you, do you!?"

Jiang Xiao came back to his senses abruptly, and took a big breath, as if his scattered and bewildered soul had finally returned to his body and landed on the ground, only the broken and broken silence of the other party's voice rushed into the noisy voices of many people , obliterating him in an instant.

"Hurry up and post the ranking list on the back door, class starts in 10 minutes!"

"Representative of the Chinese class, take the paper and hand it out. In the first class, we will talk about the final exam paper of the first year of high school."

"The physics timetables of Class [-] and Class [-] are wrong. I'll go to the director to make an adjustment."

"Li Bowen! What are you doing at the door! Go back and get ready for class!"

"Mr. Zhang, you sit at this desk first, and just went to practice for a few classes..."

"Wu Fang, ask a few people to distribute the new book of the second year of high school, find those in the back row, hurry up!"

There are test papers with bright red grades stacked on the desk, and piles of brand-new textbooks on the floor that still smell of ink. There are lively footsteps and laughter in the corridor, and the sun is shining outside the window. The sycamore tree swayed in the wind, and the dappled light and shadow through the window fell on the back of Jiang Xiao's hand.

He lowered his head, and saw that he was holding a thin A4 paper in his hand, on which were printed "Application Form for Dropout from Wucheng No. Mao was smiling brightly at the camera, and on the badge on the left was clearly written that Wucheng No. 65 Middle School was grade [-], Jiang Xiao.

The date and age columns on the form startled him.

20 years ago, Jiang Xiao handed over the withdrawal application form to the class teacher on the first day of the first semester of the second semester of high school, and then slapped his ass and left from No. [-] Middle School.

The next day, Fu Qingzhou transferred to his class.

Who is Fu Qingzhou?Jiang Xiao thought blankly.

Alarm clocks, telephones, mirrors, photographs... parties, wheelchairs, prosthetics, confessions, pay offs - car accidents! ?

The complicated memories suddenly came back, and the severe pain from the car accident seemed to still stay in his body, making his pupils dilate for a moment.

"Jiang Xiao, Jiang Xiao?" Someone touched his shoulder.

Jiang Xiao raised his head suddenly, his jaw was tense, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Lu Feng was a little worried and said, "Why is your face so ugly all of a sudden? Do you want to go to the infirmary?"

Jiang Xiao turned his head and looked around in panic. The office full of students and teachers was noisy, and the calendars on the computer and desk all reminded him that this was 20 years ago.

On September 20st [-] years ago, the day Jiang Xiao dropped out of school.

"I think you still need to seriously consider your withdrawal from school—" Lu Feng wanted to take the application form in his hand, but Jiang Xiao pulled it back.

Under Lu Feng's eyes of hating iron and steel, he tore the dropout application form into pieces.

"Uh..." He looked at the middle-aged woman with a serious face in front of him, but couldn't remember her name for a moment, and then said after a pause, "Teacher, you educated me correctly, I shouldn't drop out of school so impulsively, thank you."

After speaking, he shook hands with Lu Feng habitually, turned around and walked out of the office door.

Lu Feng and the teachers next to her stayed where they were, looking at each other.

"Why is this kid crazy?" an older teacher asked in confusion.

"Ms. Lu, he still shook hands with you." The young teacher couldn't help but cry.

"His tone and actions just now, I almost thought it was the parent of some student." Lu Feng shook her head, "I'll call his parent."

In fact, Jiang Xiao can't remember the days when he was in No. [-] Middle School. He only spent one year of high school in it.

And most of the time is either skipping classes to go to Internet cafes or sleeping. Apart from Li Bowen, he basically has no friends.

After he dropped out of school, he ran from Wucheng to the South by himself and played wildly for half a year until he received a call from the police station...

"Jiang Xiao! Hey! You're back to your senses!" Li Bowen snapped his fingers in front of him, and asked curiously, "Why did you go to find Feng Xian'er?"

The Li Bowen in front of him is not as elite as a gentle scum 20 years later. He is still covered with burrs and pimples on his forehead, stretching his neck like a little meerkat and staring at him, with a gossiping expression on his face. .

Jiang Xiao rubbed the tiger's mouth that had been pinched green by himself, the pain was clear, as if telling him firmly that this was not a ridiculous dream.

"Fu Qingzhou..." Jiang Xiao's heart was beating fast, and when he looked up, he saw the sign of Class Two and Eight, and several boys were playing around the door with brooms.

"What kind of porridge? Lean meat porridge?" Li Bowen pushed him into the classroom, "Let's go to the Nan Canteen for lunch. I haven't tasted the preserved egg and lean meat porridge from the Nan Canteen during the summer vacation. I'm so hungry."

The third-to-last row by the window on the south side of the classroom—he actually had no memory of the seat he had chosen at the time.

But when reminded by Li Bowen more than ten years later, he thought over and over again what Fu Qingzhou looked like sitting there.

"At that time, the head teacher said that you had dropped out or transferred to another school, and it happened to be vacant, so Fu Qingzhou was asked to sit in your seat."

"Fu Qingzhou is super nice. He was snatched into the basketball team when he first arrived. He is also excellent in character and learning. He has a lively and cheerful personality, just like a little sun."

"However, he had a car accident next semester. It was quite serious. His family came to suspend him from school... I almost didn't recognize him at the company's annual meeting. I thought it was the same name..."

In the classroom, some people were distributing textbooks, some were cleaning, and some were chatting together. He sat down at the table, and when he turned his head, he saw a large expanse of plane trees outside the window.

There were large and small soft clouds floating in the blue sky, and the scorching sun fell on his arms, making him feel slightly hot.

There are not so many scars and calluses on his hands, with the youthfulness and immature sense of strength of a young man. The most imperfect part is a small callus that was rubbed on his middle finger when he held a pen in junior high school.

He went back to 20 years ago in a car accident.

He hasn't dropped out yet.

Fu Qingzhou, who can be seen tomorrow.

He can... pursue Fu Qingzhou without any scruples.

His hands trembled slightly under the sun, Jiang Xiao forcibly suppressed the surge of joy and excitement from the bottom of his heart, and pinched his palm hard.

He was like an unlucky guy who was suddenly hit by a pie falling from the sky. When he picked it up, he found that the pie was not only hot, but also the one he had been thinking about day and night.

"Jiang Xiao, what's the matter with you? You've been distracted." After class, Li Bowen turned his head and asked him.

After one class, Jiang Xiao managed to calm himself down, but he still couldn't help laughing, "It's okay."

Jiang Xiao is handsome and handsome, with natural curly hair, showing a light chestnut color in the sun, looking soft and clean, with clear and bright eyes under the thick eyelashes, and the tails of the eyes droop slightly when he smiles, like a handsome and well-behaved large dogs.

Li Bowen endured it for a few times but couldn't hold it back. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his head vigorously, then stretched out his hand to pull his cheek, and sighed: "I can't help my son! My son has his own little secret!"

Jiang Xiao, who has the soul of an uncle inside, can't adapt to the unique habit of recognizing his father when he is vivid and motionless in high school.

But he was in an unbelievably good mood, so he didn't care about the kid's mischief, he just smiled and pushed his hand away, sighing contentedly.

"Damn it." Li Bowen looked at him suspiciously, "Jiang Xiao, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xiao patted him on the head, "Don't swear."

Li Bowen's eyes widened in horror, "What medicine did you take by mistake today?!"

Jiang Xiao realized later that he was now a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student—and he was a bit rebellious and not doing his job properly.

"I didn't get enough sleep playing games last night." He reached out and touched his nose, neatly stacked the new books that had just been delivered in the table hole, and began to write names one by one.

"I'll just say—" Li Bowen patted his chest, but when he saw his neat and beautiful words, he almost lost his breath, "Damn Jiang Xiao, you really are broken!"

A circle of students around them looked over at the same time.

Jiang Xiao turned his head and showed him a bright smile, "Teacher Lu's teachings touched me a lot. I want to change my mind and study hard."

Li Bowen was so shocked that he slammed his head on the table and muttered, "I must be dreaming! Is Jiang Xiao crazy or am I crazy!"

After school in the afternoon, Jiang Xiao dragged Li Bowen, who was in a trance, out of the school gate, crying and laughing: "Bowen, can't you?"

"Brother, please, don't shout so disgustingly." Li Bowen broke down and said, "My uncle and master call me like that. You used to call me Li Zi!"

Jiang Xiao was silent for a moment, "We are already sophomores, let's be more mature."

"No! I refuse!" Li Bowen stepped on his mountain bike and drove away with a sad face, leaving Jiang Xiao with a sad and angry back.

Jiang Xiao had no choice but to walk back by himself.

Dad's house is far away from the No. [-] Middle School, in the east of the city, near the suburbs, very close to the No. [-] Middle School. My father originally wanted him to go to Wucheng No. [-] Middle School.

But at that time, he insisted on fighting with the other party, and finally came to No. [-] Middle School in the west of the city. Mr. Jiang had no choice but to buy him a house next to No. [-] Middle School.

His stepmother had been arguing with his father for a long time about this matter.

The No. [-] Middle School was very close to Jinshuihe Park. He stood on the sidewalk and watched the uncle fishing for a while, and decided to go back to see his father first.

Thinking of his father and the mother and son at home, Jiang Xiao's mood that had been exuberant for a day suddenly fell to the bottom.

He dug out a wallet from his schoolbag, which contained a stack of thick banknotes, as well as several bank cards and ID cards. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find any change for taking the bus.

Jiang Xiao sighed, Mr. Jiang is not bankrupt yet.

He scratched his hair, took out a banknote and went to the nearby supermarket, and got a piece of chewing gum that cost [-] cents.

"Uh..." The boss looked at him suspiciously, touched the banknote inspection light and touched it with his hands, and it took him a while to find 99 yuan and [-] cents.

Under the boss's displeased gaze, he strolled to the bus stop, studied the route carefully before getting on No. 10, and after [-] minutes, he grabbed the handrail and asked the driver, "Master, when will Dongyuanxi Station arrive? "

"The road is being built on the west side of Dongyuan Street! Don't go there, just change the road temporarily!" The master said loudly, "Where are you going, classmate?"

"Xihua Community!" Jiang Xiao also shouted at him leaning on the railing.

"Stop here!" The sound of the concrete cutter and generator outside was getting closer, and the driver yelled, "Cross through Mengcun and go west, and you'll get out in 10 minutes, take the No. [-] bus! It’s only four stops away!”

"Thank you, master!" Jiang Xiao nodded and jumped off the bus.

The hot air of the September evening rushed towards him with choking dust and ear-piercing noise. Jiang Xiao was choked, fanning the dust as he moved forward, sweating within two steps.

Why bother?

He sighed, feeling that he was just looking for something to suffer, but he still bit the bullet and abducted into Meng Village.

Meng Village is actually an urban village on the east side of the city. It is next to the dilapidated dormitory buildings of several freight companies. Behind the buildings is a large area of ​​common one-story houses in the countryside. I don’t know why they haven’t been demolished for so many years. At least 20 years later, they are still the same. it's here.

Jiang Xiao patted the ashes on his body and walked westward. It was lunch time, and every house was noisy, and there were groups of children playing Ultraman Vs Monsters in the alley.

He picked up the child who hit his leg, and the child was pointing a gun at him, and he dubbed himself, "Tu Tu Tu!"

Jiang Xiao didn't open his gun, and said slowly: "Uncle tells you a secret."

"Thuk! Ultraman machine gun!" The child wanted to aim at him.

"There is no Ultraman in the world." Jiang Xiao smiled brightly, "That's a leather case."

He walked a few steps forward when a child's cry came from behind him, and Jiang Xiao kicked a small stone on the side of the road in satisfaction.

It was probably retribution for his disbelief in Ultraman. These alleys were endless. Seeing that it was getting dark, Jiang Xiao turned on the compass in his mobile phone with a look of irritability.

Sure enough, it turned.

He thought he was heading west, but actually headed south all the way.

The key is that the mobile phone compass still can't turn back, and his brain now firmly believes that he is heading west.

The south side of Meng Village is next to Dongyang Street. It is said that there are a lot of gangsters there, especially chaotic. He hasn't been there yet——

"Fuck your mother, you idiot!" The violent scolding came from the small alley next to him, followed by wailing and begging for mercy, which made Jiang Xiao's ears ache faintly.

Not knowing whether it was because the steering was a little confused or because his curiosity grew uncontrollably because of his age, he turned his head and took a look into the alley.

A dim old-fashioned incandescent lamp hangs on the wall, surrounded by a group of moths and mosquitoes under the light, and further down, a man wearing a black vest and blue and white floral pants is stepping on a big red long-haired gold chain, and arrogantly stuffing a piece of paper into the other side. In the corner of the exposed piece of paper was a zero drawn in red ink, and half of the word "test paper" was circled.

The black vest looks thin, but the exposed arms are thin and strong. His black hair is slightly long, his bangs almost cover his eyes, and there is a scarlet cigarette in his mouth. He doesn't look like a good person.

But the legs are quite long, especially the calves, which look very slender and beautiful.

"Brother! Brother Zhou, I was wrong! I really dare not do it next time!" The red hair wailed again and again, but the black vest was unmoved.

Probably aware of Jiang Xiao's gaze, the black vest raised his head with his eyes dangling, staring at him with a hostile face, "You want to die too?"

The eyes under the black hair were gloomy and cold, the ends of the eyes were slightly raised, hidden behind the thin bangs, almost engraved on the forehead.

Under the dim light, the still immature silhouette of the other party was reflected in Jiang Xiao's eyes, and he subconsciously held his breath.

"Pay the boat!?"