A weak attack dog blood essay

He Juan was lying on his stomach to hide from Fu Xian, but he did not expect to fall asleep in the end.

He Juan, who woke up in a daze when he heard the noise of footsteps, stared at the desk with his eyes half downcast and out of focus, and suddenly woke up three seconds later - he still had an unfinished test paper!

Last night, Guan Shijing brought back three papers, and He Juan fell asleep after finishing two papers.Because of saving someone from falling into the water, he can skip morning exercises this week. He Juan originally planned to finish the last paper during morning exercises, but he didn't expect that because of Fu Xian, the last paper was left untouched.

When the teacher asked to take out this paper in the first class, He Juan looked at the large blank of the paper and felt a little uncomfortable.

He gave Fu Xian a quiet, hard look on the back, and made up his mind to tell the head teacher about his willingness to change seats after the monthly exam results came out.

He wants to stay away from Fu Xian.

Fu Xian's hand that opened the paper paused slightly. He felt that someone was looking at him from behind. This time, he didn't feel repulsive. Instead, he guessed that it was He Juan. He wanted to look back at He Juan, but held back.

There are two weeks before the monthly exam, and there will be a seat adjustment at that time, if He Juan is willing, they can be at the same table.Fu Xian thought faintly in his heart.

In the afternoon, Yang Yutong's mother came as scheduled. The first time He Juan saw her, he felt her deep despair and sadness.

Standing at the door of the office, He Juan felt a little hesitant and at a loss for the first time. This was also the first time he was exposed to such strong emotions, but the other party quickly noticed him.

"You saved my classmate He Juan from Yutong, right?" The red-rimmed, haggard woman's tone was somewhat hoarse.

He Juan paused, nodded slightly, feeling overwhelmed in his heart, he walked in slowly, and the woman didn't sit on the sofa, but leaned over with a hasty look: "Before Yu Tong dived, the small corridor was With no one else around, do you know why he dived?"

After a pause, she continued: "Our family, Yutong, fell into the water when he was a child. He was very afraid of water. He would never go there alone."

He Juan recalled the scene at that time, under the sad and hopeful eyes of the woman in front of him, he said: "At that time... he seemed to be arguing with someone."

To be precise, it is unilateral oppression.

Yang Yutong's mother was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "He is very good, why would he quarrel with others?"

Yang Yutong's class teacher also stood up. He is a short, sharp middle-aged man who speaks Mandarin with a slight accent. He is an excellent teacher who was poached last year. Those who quarrel are usually quiet and obedient."

Yang Yutong's mother looked at He Juan eagerly: "At that time, what was the scene? Can you describe it?"

He Juan described the scene he saw at that time without any personal emotion.

Halfway through He Juan's speech, he saw the woman in front of her covering her mouth, tears streaming down her face silently.He who was originally talking calmly and rationally, his eyes were a little dazed, and he stared at the woman's tears in a panic. The tears spread across her rough-looking fingers with rings, and fell on her clothes, soaking in deep stains. color traces.

As soon as he stopped, the woman choked up and said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, can you continue?"

Looking very cautious, He Juan continued. In fact, the whole process was not very long, only a few minutes, but the tears of the woman in front of him seemed endless.

This made He Juan feel very tormented.After he finished speaking, the office fell into silence, except for the voices of other teachers correcting homework, there was only the sound of a woman sobbing.

Yang Yutong's homeroom teacher also seemed to have a bit of pity in his eyes, and he said to He Juan: "After you finish talking, go to class first, and I will communicate."

He Juan's bewildered look made head teacher Yang Yutong feel a little emotional in his heart.

As a teacher in the office of He Juan's class teacher, he knows He Juan's changes best. In fact, Yang Yutong is much better than He Juan. At least his grades are average, and he has parents who love him very much.

Unexpectedly, it was Yang Yutong who had a psychological problem and did not come out.On the contrary, He Juan is getting better and better.

When He Juan walked out of the office, the air of late autumn rushed into his lungs. With the cold air, he shivered.This class is an English class, and it has been 10 minutes since the class, He Juan suddenly wants to skip a class a little willfully.

This teaching building can go up to the roof. Of course, the roof has been locked and students are not allowed to enter. The lock on the roof was only opened in the past two days because the school was cleaning.He Juan only found out when he overheard the discussion of his classmates.

His footsteps turned around at the stairs, instead of going to the classroom, he picked up the steps and walked all the way to the roof.

The door of the roof was ajar, He Juan gently opened it, and the raging cold wind blew in his face, He Juan hesitated for a moment, then lifted his foot and walked over.

A very desolate and bare big platform, there are even a few red and white plastic bags, surrounded by dark green railings, He Juan dare not walk over it, he is a little afraid of heights, standing on the edge will always cause him to fall illusion.

He quickly found a place where the wind was not too strong, leaned against the wall quietly, and here his heart suddenly calmed down infinitely.The sadness and despair of Yang Yutong's mother more or less infected He Juan.

Or it could be said that this was a strong emotion he had never been in contact with, it was very strange, He Juan could see that the head teacher had empathy with the woman.

But he didn't, he seemed to be separated from these emotions by a layer of sandpaper, he could see them but couldn't touch them.

This is what Fu Xian saw when he went up to the rooftop.The slender young man leaned against the wall with his thin back, and his clear peach blossom eyes looked at the distance blankly and unfocused, with a hint of moisture, as if he was about to cry, his nose was a little pitifully reddish because of the cold wind, his cheeks But it is a bit whiter than winter snow.

He paused for a moment, and suddenly the tip of his heart twitched heavily, his calm heartstrings seemed to be plucked by sand and stones, he walked to He Juan's side in silence, the other party quickly noticed him, and looked over with a little vigilance in his eyes.

Fu Xian, who was originally in a heavy mood, found it a little funny. Such vigilance was not even threatening, and his eyes were round and round because of this, but it made people feel bad and wanted to bully further.

It was rare to be caught skipping class, and He Juan felt a little embarrassed. He avoided Fu Xian's gaze, pretended nothing happened, and wanted to bypass him and go back to the classroom.

Unexpectedly, after standing against the wall for a long time, it turned out to be a little stiff, and when I stood up suddenly, I couldn't stand firmly, and almost fell down.After being supported by Fu Xian, the only thought in He Juan's heart was that there would be retribution for skipping class.

His waist was firmly supported by Fu Xian's hand at the moment, and he could clearly feel the tightness and hardness of the waist and abdomen of the other party who was very close to the ground, and the muscles of the arm supporting him were also slightly tensed and curved.

It looked as if he was enduring something.

He Juan thought he had figured it out, maybe the physical contact between the two made the other party unbearable, he tried a little harder to get out, but he didn't expect the other party to put a hand on his shoulder, so he didn't back out.

He Juan was silent for two seconds. He had always known that there was a huge difference in physical strength between the two, but such a stark contrast still made him a little annoyed, and his tone inevitably came out: "Let go."

Fu Xian lowered his eyes, and the touch of his hands made him feel a little surprised. The shoulders that looked so thin that they only had bones were soft to the touch.

It was the first time in his life that such a person appeared. He was so delicate and soft as to die, but he would take him all the way from school to the clinic, and would risk his life in the water to save others in late autumn.

It is clear that he is so fragile that he will shatter at the touch, but he has pure courage and kindness.It was a quality that no one around him would ever have.

But Fu Xian knows too well how attractive such purity is to people in the dark.He couldn't help thinking of that love letter, thinking of Guan Shijing's eyes, thinking of the occasional prying eyes and cautious approach of the people around him, his hands tightened unconsciously.

He Juan immediately felt a slight pain coming from his shoulder, he was angry from the bottom of his heart, and he turned to the guts. Without hesitation, he lowered his head and bit the wrist in front of him, and the other party immediately relaxed.

He quickly took two steps back. After all, he bit someone, and he was still a little guilty, so he looked up at the other person's expression, but he didn't see the expected anger.

Fu Xian lowered his head stiffly, and just now, his cold and tender lips quickly touched the back of his hand, perhaps because he was provoked anxiously, his fine white teeth sank deep into the flesh of the back of his hand, and the numb, itchy feeling wrapped in pain made him His whole body tensed up.

He held his breath subconsciously, but the violent heartbeat seemed to be in his ears.He couldn't help but want to see He Juan again, the next moment, the enthusiasm just now was completely extinguished, and his cold eyes were also filled with helplessness: "Sorry, it's my fault, don't cry..."

He Juan raised his hand in a daze, only to realize that the cold water drops on his face were not from the rain, but rolled from his eye sockets.

He reacted a little sluggishly, remembering that he actually had this problem in his previous life, that is, he couldn't bear the pain when he was sick. This kind of unable to bear the pain was not psychological, but physical. Many times, even if he was accidentally smashed by a book For a moment, I felt nothing in my heart, and my eyes would turn red, as if I was very delicate.

This is a very embarrassing thing for He Juan. In order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, He Juan worked hard to maintain good health, and almost never got sick as an adult.

Is this body so similar to his previous life?He Juan thought of the face he saw when he looked in the mirror this morning, which was more and more similar to his previous life, and he felt a little doubtful in his heart.

Fu Xian saw tears falling from his eyes one by one, and the bottom of his heart seemed to be stabbed with needles.

He pursed his lips, his pupils tightened to follow He Juan, not missing a trace of emotion on his face, and lowered his voice: "Is it shoulder pain?"

He Juan felt very ashamed for showing such a side, and he didn't want to stay on the rooftop anymore, he just wanted to get out of here quickly, and the most important thing was to stay away from Fu Xian.

At that moment, he shook his head, feeling that the tears had stopped, heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head to avoid Fu Xian's gaze, trying to save his image, he kept his face expressionless: "It's nothing, I'm going to class gone."

After speaking, he didn't even look at Fu Xian's expression, and hurriedly turned and left.

The iron door slammed shut with the wind, Fu Xian stood there for a few seconds, He Juan might not know, his thick eyelashes were still dripping with fine drops of water, the tip of his nose was slightly red, but the corners of his lips were pressed together. With a deadpan expression, it looks like a kitten who is wronged and angry, and who wants to show off the pointed nails on the pink and tender pads.

The place where Fu Xian's wrist was bitten burned violently, but the blood in the veins seemed to be boiled by hot water in the cold wind from the roof.

He Juan hurriedly got off the roof. When he reached the stairs, the empty classroom next to him, which had been idle for a long time, suddenly stretched out a hand and pulled him in.

The author says:

Xiao Fu was teased so much;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!