Cold violence

The first day of registration always goes by very quickly, big and small things are squeezed into this day, and when I think about it, I actually don’t do anything else, it’s just a formality, and everyone gets to know each other.

He Chu has a good personality and is easy to play with. He has already gotten along well with his classmates in just one morning.

It's just that after school in the afternoon, he and his deskmate didn't make any real progress.

"Hey, Brother He, Brother He, look at that Zhou Yu, doesn't he live on campus?"

Li Qi tugged at He Chu's arm and looked at Zhou Yu who walked to the back door of the class without saying a word.

He was still so cold, even from his back there was an aura of not being close to strangers, and he refused to talk to anyone, as if the noise of the day hadn't affected him in any way.

He is the only one in the class who has no communication with the extra people.

The two were watching Zhou Yu secretly from behind. There happened to be a classmate next to him who was also about to go out. Zhou Yu silently took a step back, avoiding the figure of that person, and went out again when he was completely out of the classroom. I don't want to have too much contact with people.

He didn't want to have contact or talk with people. The person concerned might think it was polite, but a discerning person could tell at a glance that Zhou Yu did it on purpose.

He is deliberately avoiding communication with other people, not even giving anyone a chance to get close to him.

"Oh, if you don't live, you can't live. There are too many people who don't live on campus." He Chu didn't care, looked at Zhou Yu's leaving back, and put his schoolbag on his shoulder with one hand. Li Qi's shoulders hooked up with his, and he yelled to the class, "Let's go, classmates, see you tomorrow."

"I'll see you tomorrow, monitor—"

"Bye bye, squad leader, be careful!"

He Chu is the newly appointed monitor - Mao Sui recommended himself.

As soon as the monitor was mentioned, He Chu recalled the scene when he was selecting the class committee today, and squinted his eyes to look in the direction where his new deskmate left, but Zhou Yu's clothes were no longer visible there.

This man is tall and has long legs, and he walks pretty fast.

"Be quiet, be quiet! Today our class will finalize the members of the class committee! Since everyone doesn't know each other, let's recommend ourselves first, and we will pick the rest. What do you think?"

Lao Huang knocked on the podium, picked up a chair and sat under the podium carelessly, looking at the thin roster over and over again.

How about it?Didn't you just make your own decision without giving them a chance?

"Then let's choose a squad leader first. Is there a squad leader?"

The whispering voice just now disappeared immediately.

"What's the matter with you? Don't you just want you to pick a squad leader?"

Someone did speak this time, but he was still weak, probably just to make the atmosphere less awkward.

Lao Huang looked at the roster again, and saw that everyone in the audience looked uninterested, so he yelled again: "Our class is the rocket class, and we can't even pick out a class leader?"

"The monitor of the rocket class is no better than other classes. We need students with a stronger sense of responsibility to lead our class nine all the way forward. How about it? Is there anyone?"

When he said that, there was another silence in the audience.

Then the students below started to think about their own affairs as if they couldn't see Lao Huang, and the scene suddenly became a little awkward.Standing on the stage, Lao Huang seemed to be in a bit of a dilemma, frowning and said: "Well... then since no one speaks, then... the squad leader, the squad leader... um..."

After he finished speaking, the whispering voices under the podium suddenly disappeared, and the whole classroom became completely silent.

They don't want to put the work on themselves, for fear that the person being pointed out will become themselves.

"Teacher, since there is no one, let me be the class monitor." Suddenly He Chu raised his hand and stood up, "I was a class monitor in junior high school, and I think it's similar in high school. Since there is no one, let me try."

He spoke loudly, and after he finished speaking, he glanced at Zhou Yu intentionally or unintentionally, a little bit of self-expression, but found that Zhou Yu was still staring at the table, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

From He Chu's angle, one can see Zhou Yu's drooping eyebrows and eyes, and the light shines in through the branches and leaves outside the window, casting a silhouette on his lower eyelids.

——It’s so pretty, but also so boring, the tablemate won’t even glance at her if she’s such a flirt.

Zhou Yu only felt that the light in front of him was blocked by a large area because He Chu stood up, and he frowned, not paying attention to what He Chu said.

"Well, it's up to you, He Chu, be serious and responsible and don't disappoint the teacher's expectations of you!" Lao Huang pushed his glasses, narrowed his small eyes, and smiled at the class: " You all should learn from our class monitor, and be more active! It is such an honor to be a class cadre, why don’t you all seem to be happy..."

Zhou Yu was looking at the wood grain on the table, when he heard this sentence, he suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at? Was I being funny just now?" He Chu said a little dissatisfied.

"Isn't it funny? It's the first day of contact, so where are the expectations?" Zhou Yu raised his head and glanced at Lao Huang, then lowered his head again after speaking, as if he had never moved.

This is very sharp.

"What do you mean?" He Chu felt that his deskmate was interesting. This sentence sounded a bit sarcastic, and if he left it to others, he might directly slap his face, but he still listened patiently to Zhou Yu's continuation.

"It's nothing, I think it's quite boring." His tone was light, and there seemed to be some disdain.

He Chu looked at his good-looking but indifferent face, and felt that his tone was completely inconsistent with his indifferent expression. Even though his tone was not fluctuating to outsiders, it revealed an unreasonable "" Seriously" taste.

Looking at his face, He Chu seemed to suddenly understand what he meant by "boring".

That's right, they met each other on the first day, so where did they come from with any expectations, but to put it in an official tone, Zhou Yu was the only one who said something that was tacitly understood by everyone.

But this is not very good, the listener has a heart, maybe in the ears of those who don't understand, Zhou Yu's words will become something else.

But He Chu was different from them.

"Of course it's not interesting. What's the point?" So he teased softly, and saw Zhou Yu's downcast eyes were blank.

He couldn't help thinking—this person, I'm afraid he was born so boring.

After confirming the class monitor, Lao Huang appointed several class representatives on the stage, but the position of the biology class representative has not been confirmed for a long time.

It seems that no one can be found, and no one will take the initiative to go up.

"Then who is the representative of the biology class?" Lao Huang waved the roster on the podium, touched his beardless chin, and began to talk to himself again, "The representatives of the physical chemistry class are all set, why, no one Would you like to be a representative of the biology class? Well, then... um, Zhou Yu? Who is Zhou Yu, stand up and let me take a look?"

Zhou Yu's name was called out suddenly, and he stood up in a conditioned reflex, but before he realized what was going on, he heard Lao Huang say from the podium: "Oh, it's you, you think you are a biology class?" How is the representative?"

Zhou Yu was silent for a while, and He Chu suddenly heard Zhou Yu whisper: "It's probably not that good..."

"Pfft."

Zhou Yu is the only one who can do such a frank thing about throwing face at the teacher. Fortunately, his voice is not loud, and Lao Huang is far away from him. I thought he was shy, so I asked again: "You think so, is it okay?"

Zhou Yu probably heard He Chu's chuckle, and this time he amplified his voice and said, "It's not good, it can't be done."

"Cough..." He Chu didn't expect Zhou Yu to have the courage to say it out loud. He looked up at Lao Huang and found that his face was glowing with a "green light".

"No? Why not? Isn't the representative of the biology class not good? Everyone is new to the class, and there is no difference. You can just be in front of it first, and nothing will happen."

Zhou Yu didn't hesitate this time, he answered quickly, but the speed of his speech was still unhurried: "It's just not very good."

It was probably the first time that Lao Huang was so humiliated by the freshmen, and he couldn't hold back his face. He pushed his glasses and asked, "Then you have to tell me a reason? Why not?"

At this moment, the audience was completely silent. He Chu poked Zhou Yu, but he heard Zhou Yu slowly and earnestly answer Lao Huang's question: "Because... my biology is not good."

"..." Even Lao Huang was speechless this time.

He probably felt that the student was a little too ignorant, so he slapped the roster on the podium, sat up straight and asked him: "Okay, you said that you are not good at biology, so tell me which subject you are good at." Listen."

He Chu could already see that Lao Huang was unhappy, and looking at Zhou Yu's blank eyes when he stared at the table before, he probably hadn't figured out what was going on. Zhou Yu's "ignorance of flattery".

Sure enough, Zhou Yu thought about it for a while and said, "I'm good at physics and chemistry, so I can't be a biology class representative."

After hearing this, He Chu felt that he had nothing to say.

Great, very powerful.

As soon as he said this, the class exploded.

According to Lao Huang's previous method of selecting class committee members, he pointed out who was who, and the class representative of physics and chemistry had already been selected, but Zhou Yu's words came out with the meaning of "whichever class is good enough to be the representative of which class", This time, not only Lao Huang was embarrassed, but even the students who had been entrusted with the heavy responsibility of class representatives were a little embarrassed.

Of course, except for the shameless uncle He Chu.

He felt that Zhou Yu was a little too cute like this, and his shoulders trembled when he laughed in the audience.

"Okay, okay, you sit down. If you don't do it, you don't do it." Lao Huang raised the roster again and put it in front of his eyes, blocking his uneasy expression.

"Zhou Yu...do you know what you're talking about just now?" Seeing Zhou Yu sitting down and staring at his desk upright like before, He Chu couldn't help leaning over his head and asking softly.

"I...don't be a representative of the biology class?" Zhou Yu turned his head, recalled the conversation just now, and said solemnly.

"No, you are throwing the face of Lao Huang and all the class committee members in our class, okay?" He Chu lay on the desk, his waist slumped deeply, like a limp snake, "Did you see Lao Huang Huang's complexion is ugly. But I am the squad leader, even if you dump my face, I won't care about you."

"I didn't mean that. I just told the truth." Zhou Yu frowned, his tone flat.

"You didn't listen to what Lao Huang said before. You just pushed the position of class representative, didn't you?" He Chu felt that Zhou Yu's face was still the same when he was serious, but it was matched with his words and serious tone. With an inexplicable cuteness, "So you just don't want to be a class leader, do you?"

Zhou Yu looked at He Chu's crooked eyes with a smile, and nodded slightly.

He didn't really understand what was so funny about this matter.

"But... why?"

This time Zhou Yu was silent for a while before saying: "Because when I was a class representative in junior high school, the teacher always liked to call me for everything."

In fact, he could probably hear their whispering in the audience just now, and he probably said that he was just pretending, thinking that he was an improper official, and he refuted the teacher's face. I don't like biology and want to be a class representative of physics and chemistry, and I think the people selected by Lao Huang before are not good...

He knew what they were thinking, but he just couldn't understand it.

Why do many people nowadays always think too much?It's obviously a very simple matter, a very simple sentence can be extended by them to something that is not his intention.

"It turns out that I was afraid of trouble. Then you have to be careful, you can easily become the public enemy of the whole class."

After He Chu finished speaking, he straightened up, and did it properly like Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu glanced at him and saw that the smile on He Chu's mouth disappeared.

——Actually, it’s not because I’m afraid of trouble, it’s because it’s just boring.

Zhou Yu thought silently.

"So Brother He, it's really not me who said that Zhou Yu's kid was so noble on the first day, it's really sad for the whole class." Li Qi looked at Zhou Yu's thin back, as if thinking think.

Li Qi rubbed his chin and narrowed his eyes, "But don't tell me, he's really pretty."

After Zhou Yu left, they quickened their pace to catch up with Zhou Yu from the back door, and they were walking directly behind Zhou Yu at this moment.

"Whether it looks good or not is not what you care about?" He Chu slapped Li Qi's head with his paw, and said, "If you can't get by, so what, if you look good, you are privileged everywhere."

He Chu's tone was frivolous, and he patted Li Qi's shoulder twice after he finished speaking, "You look so safe, and you look like others, maybe everyone will call and beat you, little Lizi."

"Fuck, so what about being good-looking, can you rely on your face to make a living? Ah? Or can you rely on your face to fall in love?" Li Qi rolled his eyes at He Chu, and suddenly thought that He Chu was indeed the one who made a living with his face.

Young master He, his family runs a company in the city center, and the branch offices have opened to several other provinces. No matter where he goes to eat, he will never spend money and directly sign his father's order.

As for falling in love... Young Master He has a handsome face and has been popular since elementary school.

So Li Qi had an idea and suddenly said: "Hey, then we can be regarded as like birds of a feather, you see you are handsome and I have to..."

"No, no, no, no, no, we can be regarded as congenial at best, so we call them confidants." Young Master He gave Li Qi a blank look, took his arm off his shoulder, and Shi Shi ran to the front, "For example, if we don't love each other study or something."

"Bah." Li Qi caught up and raised his voice: "Is that what you call not studying?!"

"Yes, yes, I really don't plan on going to school today, why don't we go to the game hall together today!"

"Game hall? Your driver won't pick you up today? Does your father care?"

"When did my father take care of me? My driver... I told him that today we have to study at night and let him pick me up at nine o'clock. Isn't it too early?"

He glanced at his watch, it was only 05:30, long enough for them to play.

"..." Young Master He's words made Li Qi suddenly sincerely envy this young master who didn't care about his parents.

"Forget it, forget it, don't go to the game hall. I'm not familiar with this place. It will be smoky over there. When I go back, my mother will smell it and tell my father how he will smoke me. Find a place to play. By the way, talk about your new tablemate?"

He Chu himself wasn't very interested in the matter of sex, so he wanted to dismiss the proposal when he heard this sentence, but he heard the words "new tablemate" again, and immediately decided to go out with Li Qi to have sex.

"Okay, let's talk about my new tablemate, and have a chat with you by the way."

Zhou Yu looked at the screen of his mobile phone and didn't move for a long time, until the screen went black, he pressed it again, but it seemed that he just wanted to see it go on and off, and so on and on.

After a while, he turned on the screen again.He pressed a number he knew by heart, but that number was not in his contacts.

The screen went dark again for a long time before he pressed the dial button, turned on the speakerphone, put the phone on the table, and waited for the person opposite to connect.After ringing for a long time, he was not in a hurry, just sat at the table and looked at this small mobile phone.

The last ring rang, and when Zhou Yu was about to take back the phone, the call was connected.

Zhou Yu was a little surprised, thinking that this call would be hung up like before, but who knew it was picked up.

So he was suddenly at a loss for words, because he had never encountered such a situation before.

The person on the other side seemed to hesitate for a long time before answering the phone, and there was no sound after the connection.

"Hello?" A woman's indifferent voice came from the opposite side.

——The kind of unemotional tone that is not even as good as greeting a stranger.

"Mother," Zhou Yu sat upright, with his back straight as in class, and what was in front of him was just a mobile phone, but he still treated it seriously, as if that beautiful woman was sitting in front of him, her sharp eyebrows and eyes There were scars cut on his body, which made him dare not show any disrespect, so he sat upright, even his tone was so serious.

"I'm starting school."

"Oh, do you need military training at the beginning of school?"

"Yes, military training starts tomorrow for a week."

"Well. If you are not in good health, you don't need to insist on military training. You can just ask for leave."

Hearing this sentence, Zhou Yu was slightly stunned, and took a while to say, "I'm not going home, I hope I won't cause you any trouble."

This time the other side was silent for a while, probably knowing that Zhou Yu here is in high school and maybe I need to fulfill my mother's responsibilities and give more care, but I have retained the habit of so many years and don't know what to say to Zhou Yu, " Well, if you don’t have enough money, call me.”

Money, money, every time they have nothing to say, they use the word "money" to solve everything.

He suddenly thought, when can a woman solve him without money?

... I don't know, he said to himself, there will never be such a time.

He was only silent for a second, and then said to the woman, "Got it, take care of yourself."

After he finished speaking, the other party hung up the phone, and a blind tone came from the phone.

Zhou Yu still maintained the movement just now, until the blind tone disappeared, and his straight back showed no sign of loosening.

After a long time, his shoulders slowly collapsed, and he seemed to have lost all energy.He buried his face deeply in the palm of his hand, and tried his best to shrink his upper body into a small ball, like a warming action.

He was so hard, as if there was something in his arms that he had to hold on to, and it disappeared as soon as he let go.

"...If you are not in good health, you don't need military training."

The woman's words lingered in her ears for a long time, her tone was as indifferent as in previous years, and what she said was always routine.But... this was almost the only warmth that Zhou Yu had received over the years.

So how can you not cherish it, how can you not want to hold on to it?

Even though the conversation between the woman and him finally came back to the phrase "Call me if you have no money", but after he hung up the phone, he selectively ignored all those things, leaving only the sentence with a little Warm words are in my mind.

He was so serious and serious when he was on the phone, and he was so weak and humble after the call was hung up. He didn't know who he was showing it to.But there are some things that can't be met, and it's hard to get a little bit of candy, which makes him instantly change from that superficially noble person to a little child.

He trembled slightly, and something seemed to come out of his eye sockets, carrying his warmth, flowing into his palms, and then flowing through his fingers, wetting the cloth on his body.

This is his first day living here, and this is his "new home".

He knew what kind of life his mother lived on the opposite side.So he dared not go back to that so-called home.

He didn't dare to disturb her current life, for fear that she would vent her anger on him again. He was always so timid when facing that woman.

As the woman said when he was a child, he was the one who had delayed her for so many years.

But across such a space, he knew that the woman was doing well, as if he was doing well too.This is how he comforted himself.

His hard and indifferent shell collapsed at this moment, and he only showed himself the timid and cowardly guy in his heart.

The guy who didn't even dare to go home, and didn't even dare to see his mother again.

He feels like a slow-moving snail, shrinking himself into a shell, as if he can be invincible in this way, and the "slowness" is reflected in his "uninterested" performance - rigid and incomprehensible .

Emotional intelligence, which is not high at all, can immediately become negative when there are many people.

He actually realized that what he did in class was wrong, but that was what he wanted to say at that time, as if someone told him that you have to say what you think in order to be happy.

He straightened up, but the liquid in his eye sockets did not fall after all.

He rubbed his cheeks vigorously with his hands, adjusting the expression on his face.After a while, the fragility when the phone was hung up was gone - the corner of the mouth was a resolute arc.

For so many years, he has long been used to adjusting his emotions quickly.

Even the fragility that rarely appears, only took a short moment.

The notification of the text message sounded, and the small screen displayed "You have a new text message". Zhou Yuzheng was surprised when he opened it and saw an unfamiliar number. The stranger said:

"See you tomorrow, new tablemate."

Zhou Yu was in a daze, and suddenly thought of He Chu asking for his cell phone number before school was over.

He couldn't help hooking the corner of his mouth.

His tablemate was actually very interesting, he knew it, and he kept it in his heart, that boy named He Chu.

So he replied—OK.

"He Chu..." He repeated the monitor's name, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

——He Chu, the beginning of "meeting you for the first time".

The author has something to say: the relationship between Biscuit and his mother is very bad, and the two of them have lived together for so many years and have not cultivated any warmth.

Where there is Zhou Yu's mother, there is another heart-wrenching place.