Crush in marriage

When the wind and rain came, the rushing water merged into a water curtain, which was tightly spread on the glass windows, blurring the reflection of the swing.

Bo Shengu took half a step back and stepped into the shadow of the sofa in a daze.

Shi Xun's pupils contracted, and his worry took him out of the cage of memories.

"A Xun."

He softly called Shi Xun's name: "I went to the school to look for you on the day when your accident happened. When the dean called you, we were only one corner away. I thought the disgusting thing you said was... yes... ..."

Bo Chengu didn't finish what he said, and the scattered information gathered together in Shi Xun's mind, and pieced together the parts that the other party couldn't say.

He raised his eyes to look at Bai Chengu with burning eyes: "So you believed it and came to a conclusion without asking a question?"

Qiuqiu curled up in pain, the voice of self-blame trapped in her body: "It's me, it's my fault, I confirmed the rumor to Bai Chen."

After the incident happened, rumors abounded on campus. Students who saw the situation at the scene gossiped with others, fragmented information spread virally, and the incident fermented rapidly.

Zheng Lu quickly realized that it was no longer possible to cover up the facts according to the previously discussed arguments, so he immediately came up with another set of excuses.

The status of a couple explained Qiuqiu's disheveled clothes, and his aversion to homosexuality gave Shi Xun a reason to suddenly beat someone.

Zheng Lu took advantage of the fact that the school hadn't announced the handling of the situation and wanted to spread that fabricated lie. When the results of the school's handling of the incident came out, no one would believe it.

Qiuqiu suffered and struggled in all kinds of gossip, and her days seemed like years.

That day, he met Bo Shengu on his way home.

Bai Chengu's cheeks were as pale as if his blood had been drawn out, and his eyes also lost their former brilliance.

That look turned into a huge pressure and fell on Song Qiuqiu's heart, making him unable to breathe.

Especially when Bo Chengu asked him to verify the veracity of the rumors, the pressure reached its peak in an instant, and the instinctive fear activated the self-protection mechanism, so Qiuqiu just nodded like a ghost.

"Sorry……"

Qiuqiu continued to apologize: "Actually, I was lying that day. My mother was indeed sick, but it was not as serious as what I said. I was afraid that everyone would know that Zheng Lu treated me... As long as I think that someone may point fingers at me, I will I am so afraid that I want to die, it is my selfishness that has harmed you."

There was a pause in breathing from time to time, and the violent heartbeat knocked away the old unhealed scars, bringing hideous pain.

When Qiuqiu realized the seriousness of the problem, Bai Shengu had already transferred schools.

Qiuqiu couldn't bear the huge psychological pressure faced by Shi Xun, so she also chose to transfer and leave.

Shi Xun lowered his eyes and smiled wryly: "But why didn't you ask me..."

The sharp raindrops hit the glass, and the thunder and lightning split a ray of light, rushed in through the window, and covered the two of them.

Bo Chen raised his wrist lightly, but his knuckles curled up slightly in the bright light.

His voice choked up: "A Xun, I actually asked you personally, just the afternoon before I returned to school after recovering from illness."

Shi Xun raised his eyes in astonishment, staring at Bai Chengu's gray expression.

As many years ago.

The school's disciplinary notice was posted for two days. Perhaps no one dared to mention that matter in front of him. When he couldn't find out whether the notice had any effect, he had to ask his friends for information.

"Is there still a lot of gossip outside now?"

"Not too little." The friend said helplessly.

"How did they pass it on?" Shi Xun asked again.

The friend looked at him in embarrassment: "You really want to listen."

Shi Xun nodded in confirmation.

The friend continued: "It's nothing more than rumors that you are not easy to mess with, that you don't like Zheng Lu—"

Hearing Zheng Lu's name, Shi Xun's anger flared up again. He interrupted with a wave of his hand and selectively asked the most crucial question: "Where is Qiuqiu? Are these rumors about Qiuqiu?"

"Yes, yes," said the friend, "but most of them say that he is pitiful. The main focus of this matter is still on you. In short, what you said is very ugly."

"That's good." Shi Xun heaved a sigh of relief, "Thanks, I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free, so let's go first."

Shi Xun doesn't care how others scold him, as long as he knows what he is doing.

Today is Sunday, if Bai Chen hadn't been sick, he would have come to give him tutoring.

Bo Chengu hadn't come to school for six days, and he didn't know if he recovered from his illness.

Shi Xun sighed in frustration, and walked towards home.

When he was about to arrive, he took out the key from his pocket, but unexpectedly found a shadow under the sun.

He suddenly raised his head and saw Bo Chengu.

He stepped forward excitedly: "Are you cured? Are you okay? I visited your house two days ago, but your family told me that they sent you to another place for treatment."

Bo Shengu responded in a low voice, dejectedly: "En."

Shi Xun tilted his head slightly, and asked worriedly: "You seem to be in a bad mood, what's wrong?"

"No, it's just that the illness didn't get better."

Bo Chen braced himself up a little bit, and it seemed that he was forced to be abrupt.

Shi Xun quickly unlocked the door, and called Bo Chengu to come in. He poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Bo Chengu: "You are recovering from your illness, so you don't have to rush here to help me with my tutoring."

Bo Chengu rested his fingertips on the edge of the cup, and said in a deep voice, "I heard that you got into a fight with someone, and the rumors outside..."

The wall clock that has exhausted its last bit of power stops, contributing to the "click" sound before death.

"it is true."

Shi Xun's Adam's apple rolled, and he repeated again: "It's all true."

Bai Chen remained silent.

The room was terribly quiet, infinitely swallowing the breath of the two of them.

Shi Xun twirled his fingertips awkwardly: "I was just impulsive about that incident, and I promise I won't do that again in the future, really."

He spoke weakly, but the eyes of the person in front of him became more and more dim.

"Okay." Shi Xun got up and changed the subject, "Let's not talk about this anymore, I see that your complexion is not good, drink some hot water and take it easy."

"Ah."

Bo Chengu replied as naturally as possible, swallowing the water in his mouth with difficulty.

Shi Xun took a few steps forward in embarrassment, picked up the plastic bag in front of the TV cabinet, and returned to Bai Shengu's side: "I'll give you a present."

Bo Chengu looked at the things in his hand, and was unresponsive without saying a word.

"On the day I went to see you, I helped the owner of the nearby flower shop stop the cat that she almost lost. In order to thank me, she said that she could send me any bouquet of flowers. But I thought you were not here, and no one asked for flowers. I can give it away, so I asked her to ask for a package of flower seeds."

"The proprietress said, this flower—"

Halfway through the talk, Shi Xun got stuck in the shell, he flipped through the seeds, but couldn't find the species of flower on the empty package, so he could only continue from memory: "It seems to be called a stalk, anyway, it's easy to grow, and I heard that the flowers are also beautiful. "

"I don't have the talent for growing flowers. The green radishes I picked up last time didn't feed them, so I won't go after them." Shi Xun stuffed the seeds into Bai Chengu's hand, "I'll give it to you, and I'll go to your house to see it when it blooms."

A gust of cold wind poured in from the door, splitting the hot steam above the water cup, and the steam was forced to part ways.

The temperature in the room seemed to be draining, so Bai Chen held the seeds in his hand tightly through the bag, but did not say a word after all.

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It is eustoma seed.