silent sample

Tang Yuan followed, stopped Song Yichuan, and handed him a bag of ointment.

Song Yichuan lowered his eyes and looked at it, and said no interest without interest.

He wanted to go forward, but Tang Yuan still stopped him, Song Yichuan stopped to look at him, his eyes were a little more impatient than the indifferent and distant eyes just now.

Tang Yuan coughed lightly, and asked nonsense for a long time, "Is your face better, is it still swollen?"

Can the one just beaten yesterday not be swollen? If it is not swollen, who will wear a mask at night?

"Do you have anything else to do?" Song Yichuan asked.

Tang Yuan came to him for other purposes besides delivering medicine. Zhu Hua is now in a dilemma. If Song Yichuan can stand up and admit that Zhu Hua was hit by him and has nothing to do with Tang Yuan, that would be the best, but that would be too selfish.

If someone else slaps you, you have to bear the responsibility for the fight. He has taken advantage of it, but in fact Tang Yuan doesn't want anyone to take the responsibility for him at all. It's fine if you slap him in the face, and if you don't fight back It's his own business.

But it just happened like this, and Song Yichuan paid it back for him.

Tang Yuan looked at the convenience store bag in his hand, which contained something like bread, he didn't eat lunch or dinner, he must be hungry all the time.

Is it because the face is so painful that you can't open your mouth, or because you don't want others to see it?In such a short period of time, Song Yichuan pulled off the mask no less than three times, and Tang Yuan guessed it was the latter.

"It's gone." Tang Yuan handed him the ointment again, "You take it, or I'll feel sorry."

Song Yichuan still didn't move.

After a stalemate for a while, seeing that he was determined not to talk to him, Tang Yuan had to get out of the way.

"Zhu Hua framed you, you want me to clarify, right?" Song Yichuan said suddenly.

"You know?" Tang Yuan made no secret of his surprise at the moment, he didn't expect Song Yichuan to even know this.

"I always have to figure out who hit me."

Which class has such a No. [-] person, they came out as soon as they inquired, including the matter of Zhu Hua rushing into the teacher's office early in the morning with grief and indignation to complain to his old class.

It's just that what Song Yichuan didn't expect was that the person who sued was not him.

"Then can you help me?" Tang Yuan's face changed very smoothly, and he walked out of the disappointment in the blink of an eye, "I didn't ask you to admit to beating him or something, just you can prove it for me."

"What certificate?" Song Yichuan asked.

"I went to the bathroom on the third floor after my self-study last night, but I left after I finished using it. I went downstairs with you and didn't meet Zhu Hua."

"that's it?"

"That's it." Tang Yuan said: "Now it's all talk without evidence. Even if you stand up and say that you beat him, Zhu Hua will still have a way to stir up the muddy water. If he does, then we will do the same, until everyone can see it." It’s fine if you don’t know clearly, even if the school wants to pursue it, it must have evidence.”

Anyway, Lao Tian is also confused now, calling the parents here is nothing more than to appease Zhu Hua and make him make a big deal smaller. If Song Yichuan can stand up, it will definitely be harmful to Zhu Hua. In truth, but he made the first move, Tang Yuan Believe it or not, he is not guilty at all.

He thought he said that, and Song Yichuan also asked, to agree with him, but he didn't expect Song Yichuan to say: "Why should I help you?"

That's right, why, Zhu Hua didn't confess him, Song Yichuan can completely clean himself up in this matter.

But since he asked this question, it meant there was still room to play, Tang Yuan immediately put on a bitter face, "I'm looking for you to discuss this, I know I'm sorry for you, but I can't help it, I accept punishment, But our old class insisted on calling my parents over, wouldn't that kill me?"

"Admit punishment?" Song Yichuan sneered, "In this case, let me slap you too, and I will testify for you, how about it?"

"Okay."

This crisp sound stunned Song Yichuan, "What's wrong with you?"

"I have said that there is no other way. You don't know how strict my tutoring is. My parents... My dad would know that I bullied my classmates at school. If I go back, he will definitely beat me to death. He has been like this since he was a child, and he is not allowed. Make a mistake..."

"..." Song Yichuan asked subconsciously, "Really?"

Tang Yuan replied: "Fake." Tang Yiyu never beat him.

He just said it casually, but he didn't expect that Song Yichuan seemed to really believe it. There can be no such misunderstanding.

Song Yichuan turned to leave.

"Hey, listen to me." Tang Yuan tugged on his sleeves, and couldn't help pulling on his loose school uniform, causing the neckline to tilt to one side, revealing the black T-shirt inside.

Song Yichuan took a step back with a displeased face, pulled the clothes out of Tang Yuan's hands, straightened them up again, and resisted to give him one last chance, "Stop talking nonsense."

"No, no, no." Tang Yuan surrendered at the right time, very sincerely, he walked back towards Song Yichuan, "My parents are really busy, my mother told me not to cause trouble two days ago, and I agreed to her, If I tell her this again later, she will definitely ignore me."

"My dad did the same. He cooked a bowl of noodles for me yesterday. He thought I wanted to piss him off. I also have an older sister who couldn't make it back when she was out of town. If she knew that I was fighting with someone at school, she would have to vent her anger." Heart attack..."

Tang Yuan talked endlessly, but Song Yichuan interrupted him, "Are you also in class one?"

"Yes, my name is Tang Yuan, far away."

"That's fine. Let me slap you in the inter-class exercises tomorrow, and I'll take care of it for you."

Oh?

Public execution?

"Okay, you can hit it, it doesn't matter how hard it is, if you feel uncomfortable, you can hit me twice now." Tang Yuan looked relieved and willing to do so.

Song Yichuan frowned, "Can I go?"

"Where do you live, do you want me to take you back?"

Song Yichuan: "..."

Song Yichuan: "No need."

Tang Yuan said again: "Have you not eaten yet, why don't I treat you to dinner, and I will make amends for you."

Song Yichuan looked at him.

"...All right, then I'll go first." Tang Yuan was inferior at the moment, shut his mouth wisely and turned around, "See you tomorrow."

Tang Yuan returned home, this time Huang Jun was on duty, and Tang Yiyu fell asleep.

It was almost twelve o'clock, and he didn't dare to take a shower, so he simply wiped himself off, changed his clothes, lay on the bed and felt the pain in his back, his nerves twitched, and he got up again.

The area around the wound was red and swollen, and it looked like it was inflamed. Tang Yuan applied some ointment and took two anti-inflammatory drugs.

In the middle of the night, he was woken up by the heat and was sweating all over. Tang Yuan realized it later and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Actually had a fever.

He wrung out towels, cleaned himself from head to toe, and changed the sheets.

Lying down again, I vaguely heard Huang Jun and Tang Yiyu talking next door, their voices were high and low, buzzing through the wall.

Tang Yuan listened for a while, and his words were not fierce, so it shouldn't be a quarrel.

Speaking of which, the two of them haven't quarreled for seven or eight years.

...Don't make noise, don't make noise, it's no big deal, if you persist, who isn't persisting? Life is alive, and persistence is the word, not to mention that the hope of the two of you is coming soon... Tang Yuan thought wildly, and gradually he couldn't get sleepy.

The next day everything was normal, Tang Yiyu made breakfast, Tang Yuan finished eating, and went to school by bike.

He has no energy, and the teacher is not there halfway after the morning reading class, so he has been lying on the table.

"Are your parents coming?" Yang Qifan bumped into him.

"Not coming." Tang Yuan was weak.

"Ah, can Lao Tian let you go?"

"Think of a way."

"any solution?"

"You'll find out later." Sleeping like this was uncomfortable, Yuan Qian's coat was on his lap, and Tang Yuan used it as a cushion.

"Shouldn't you be cheating? You won't bribe Zhu Hua, will you?"

"I burned it." Tang Yuan wanted to roll his eyes and bribe him, but he wouldn't give that idiot a penny even if he threw it in the river.

"Who said bribes have to use money? Have you heard that?" Yang Qifan approached him with a wretched face, and whispered: "Zhu Hua was in the men's room of the first and second grades before, touching the boy's... Ang , You know, I've been bumped into a few times."

"I...fuck?!" Tang Yuan couldn't believe it, and then looked at Yuan Qian.

"I didn't... didn't touch mine." Yuan Qian immediately raised his hand to clarify.

"Day, this person must be sick." Just listening to it made his ears dirty, and Tang Yuan felt goosebumps all over his body when he thought of that scene. This was in school, "Is no one reporting it?"

"How do you know that people are not voluntary, what to report, and the toilet is not monitored."

"..."

Yang Qifan looked at him, the more he looked at him, the more suspicious he became, and he boldly speculated: "You said that he has troubled you so many times, it must be because he has taken a fancy to you..."

"Get lost." Tang Yuan kicked him decisively.

After the second class, the broadcast sounded, and it was time for exercise between classes.

If Song Yichuan hadn't been agreed to, Tang Yuan would have asked for leave. The sequelae of the fever made him a little lazy, and his limbs were curled up.

But who made him swear by it yesterday.

Song Yichuan didn't say when he was going to come to repay the slap, so that he could be prepared. When Tang Yuan went downstairs, he thought he would come, but he didn't. When he was waiting in line, he thought he would come, but he still didn't come .

Tang Yuan saw him, and he was at the end of their eighth class. There was a little distance between them. Although he was still wearing a mask, his body and appearance were outstanding. He was very eye-catching in the crowd. Looking for him and looking for the ranking list Going to Song Hechuan is also effortless.

In fact, it is best to beat him at this time, all the classmates in his class are there, just rush over, give him a hard slap, and then withdraw after the beating, so that everyone knows that Tang Yuan was beaten Not sure who hit it.

But this person just didn't move, and didn't even look at him.

You don't want to come while doing exercises, do you?

After queuing up to enter the playground, Tang Yuan stood still in his place and looked in the direction of Class [-] again.

This time it was really a little far away, blocked by many people, Song Yichuan's figure appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Tang Yuan noticed that he seemed to be turning his lower body to his side, and his heart raised his throat. Not the whole class, but the whole school would see him rushing over like this.

Do you hate it so much?

"What have you been looking at?" Yang Qifan lined up next to him, and followed him to look at the other side.

"Look handsome." Tang Yuan said.

"Song Yichuan?" Yang Qifan said, "Have you added him to WeChat? I heard that he is quite indifferent and doesn't care much about others."

"Didn't you eat with a girl last time?" She was still a pretty girl, and eating alone together showed that the relationship was unusual.

"I haven't heard that he has a girlfriend, but it's not surprising that a person like him will never lack admirers." Yang Qifan didn't do well, but talked a lot, "You are rather strange."

"What am I surprised about?" Tang Yuan asked, waving his hands randomly to follow the beat. This is the benefit of their back row. None of them were doing the right thing, they were all paddling.

"It is reasonable to say that he is also a handsome guy. How can he be compared so much by others? When was the last time you received a love letter?"

"yesterday."

"..."

"Maybe it's because I'm quite cold and don't care much about people."

"Fuck." Yang Qifan laughed, laughed for a while and said, "I thought you were handsome when I didn't know you well, and I always wanted to know you, but you really didn't seem to care about people at that time."

"You don't care about it now, you're lucky." Tang Yuan said with a straight face.

"Heh." Yang Qifan turned his head in the direction the two were looking at just now, "It's worthless, you also have bad luck sometimes."

Tang Yuan still wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh anymore after hearing this. At this point, he was basically sure that Song Yichuan would not come to him anymore, and he would go back intact no matter how he came out of the classroom.

So, this is... playing with him?