Cold violence

The classroom was empty.

Zhou Yu leaned on the podium and stared for a long time at a certain part of the blackboard where the math class writing on the blackboard had not been erased.Then he slowly stretched out his hand and lightly tapped a certain place on the blackboard, which had been covered by the teacher's chalk writing, but Zhou Yu seemed to be able to ignore the chalk writing and see something there—— That was where He Chu wrote on the day of registration.

Even though many days have passed, he still remembers it.

By accident, his fingertips brushed the blackboard, and carefully and slowly wrote the word "He Chu" with his hands.

When he wrote, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his strokes were vigorous and powerful, but the last two words only left a slight mark on the blackboard, as if they could disappear with just someone stroking them.

The handwriting traces of rubbing chalk are light, but extremely clear.

He stared at the name of "He Chu" for a while, and suddenly wiped the name with his hand heavily, looking like someone accidentally wiped the blackboard after class.

The pale chalk dust on his palm was indistinguishable from his palm.Zhou Yu stretched his fingers, watched the dry chalk dust slowly spread in his palm, and slowly fell into the air, he walked out silently, and washed his hands carefully in the sink at the end of the corridor. clean.

He rubbed his fingers slowly and vigorously, and the water splashed on his cuff.

After a long time, the water no longer carried the warm temperature of early autumn, and the cold feeling gradually calmed him down.

After autumn, it is winter.

He shook off the water drops on his hands, his eyes were indifferent, as if the behavior just now had nothing to do with him.

At this time, the sun was already very strong, and the lights in the classroom were not turned on, which instead created an illusion of "warmth" for Zhou Yu.Zhou Yu sat upright on the seat, did not turn over the book, but took out a black notebook from his schoolbag.

He turned to one of the pages and began to write. The first line read: "An unexpected thing."

"I saw Jingzhou today. He seems to be the same as before.

"I didn't feel very good at the time, seeing him tended to make me nostalgic for the past, but I thought maybe I wouldn't be the same again. Better not.

"Maybe it's really that I've changed a lot. At least I really don't want to be the same as before.

"The moment I saw him, I suddenly seemed to understand that what kind of feelings I had for him was actually not worth mentioning. No wonder he had that attitude before.

"It was really childish back then.

"Speaking of surprises, it's also surprising me to think so now.

"Just now I remembered my deskmate, his name is He Chu. In fact, I have never understood why I still have a deskmate after high school, although this deskmate may make me feel very good.

"I still can't get along with other people normally, the same as in junior high school. But in fact, it doesn't matter to me whether I can get along well with them, as long as they don't come to provoke me.

"I don't think they would want to provoke me, after all, they are people like me.

"However, He Chu is a very interesting person. He is completely different from me. He lives in the light, he is real and powerful, he is fresh and brilliant. And I... don't mention it.

"He should be someone who deserves the best."

After Zhou Yu finished writing this sentence, he recalled that year when Yu Jingzhou asked him cautiously, "Can you recover from this problem?" The pen wrote: "I think it's probably not going to get better."

At this time, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zhou Yu approved the date, and wrote down his name solemnly as before. ——This black book is his diary. Since the third year of junior high school, he has had the habit of writing a diary. He has written a lot in this book, and maybe he will be able to use it up after this year.Every time he finishes writing a diary, he will seriously write his name again, as if this diary is his promise, and every sentence is full of meaning.

Hearing the gradually noisy movement outside the door, he thought of He Chu again.He remembered that He Chu said: "Remember to come to me after class." - this was the third time he thought of He Chu today.After Zhou Yu realized this, did he feel that he was a little too dependent on this person?

"Ah..." I was looking for him, but I forgot.

Forget it, just forget it.

He Chu was the first to return to the classroom.When I entered the class, I saw Zhou Yu appearing in my field of vision, still looking out of focus.He thought Zhou Yu's appearance was a bit funny, he seemed a bit dumb, and also a little inexplicably cute, so he quickly walked up to Zhou Yu, put his face close, and said with a smile, "Wait for me?"

He looked at Zhou Yu's face that could not distinguish between joy and sorrow for thousands of years, and thought that Zhou Yu would ignore the conversation this time, but just when He Chu was about to get up, he heard Zhou Yu's muffled answer: "Yes .”

"Hey, then why don't you go to the basketball court to find me? I told you that I was so handsome today, so I killed those kids in seconds." He Chu sat sideways on his desk, with one foot on the ground and one leg His thighs were placed on the table, and his slender legs hung down and swayed gently.

"It's too hot. I don't want to receive too much ultraviolet light." He was used to staying alone in the house since he was a child, and he has long since lost the concept of activities with everyone, and now he just made up a pretense.

"I told you that a man should bask in the sun more, but I have been waiting for you there."

Zhou Yu felt a little absurd when he said this, and thought that if you had been waiting for me, would you still be the first to go back to the classroom?But he didn't say this, he just complained in his heart.

Just as he was thinking, he happened to raise his eyes to look at He Chu. He Chu was skillfully lifting the hem of his clothes to wipe the sweat off his face. From Zhou Yu's angle, he could only see He Chujin's thin waist and bulging abdominal muscles. He suddenly I felt that my brain went blank and all the blood began to flow backwards in an instant.

What's wrong with this?No napkins and handkerchiefs?Wipe directly with clothes?

It doesn't matter if it's dirty, the important thing is... Does he really care if someone looks at him?

"He Chu!" He heard himself shouting.

"Hey! What's the matter?" He Chu lowered his head and smiled at him.

"What are you doing? Put your clothes down quickly!"

"I'll just wipe off my sweat, haven't you seen it?" He Chu said it as it should be.

"You are in class now! You are like this...you are so inappropriate." Zhou Yu's cheeks flushed slightly, but He Chu seemed to have no intention of putting down his clothes at all, but stared at him with great interest, He hurriedly avoided his eyes, "What are you trying to do without taking off the quick clothes, just take them off!"

From the corner of his eyes, Zhou Yu felt that He Chu's figure had left the position just now. He just breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt a heat in his ears. He saw that He Chu directly turned around with the strength on his waist, and the air flow followed the man's words. The opening and closing of his lips fluttered in his ears, and He Chu said softly:

"There's no one in class now, so I'm just... playing a hooligan, do you have any objections, huh?"

"..." Now Zhou Yu felt that He Chu was so thick-skinned that he was invulnerable and omnipotent. He took a few deep breaths and felt that the temperature on his face might have subsided a little. His face was expressionless. He turned his head and said, "Who doesn't have abs these days?"

"What?" Wait, does this sound familiar? ? ?

"You lifted up your clothes, do you want to compare with me?" Zhou Yu stood up, stretched out his hand, pushed He Chu to sit upright, and tore off the hem of his clothes.He still had that indifferent expression, and his tone of voice didn't fluctuate, but when He Chu heard his words, he suddenly froze.

"Don't you only have six dollars?"

"So do you have eight yuan?" Zhou Yu's tone was light, and he suddenly remembered the skin color problem that He Chu was particularly concerned about this morning, so he quickly made up his sword: "At this time, don't compare the color of your upper body with the color of your face."

"..." He Chu was completely speechless when he heard the trump card.

Yep, we've met an opponent.

At this point, He Chu probably understood what kind of person Zhou Yu was.

——When you meet him, he doesn't take the initiative to provoke anyone, and most of the time he treats himself as air, and even many times when you make a long speech in front of him, he may only reply you with one syllable.But if you go up to fight with him recklessly, no matter whether you are familiar with him or not, you will be choked by a certain sentence of his and you will be speechless.

Sometimes He Chu even felt that Zhou Yu wasted his good skin, he was trying his best to cover up something deep in his heart with his indifferent appearance, if he could smile brightly... at least he could smile like them If you get up...

But in fact, the same is true for He Chu himself. The He Chu that others see is naturally the self that He Chu wants others to see.

And Zhou Yu... maybe no matter what He Chu did, Zhou Yu would not let him see himself clearly.

His appearance is beautiful and extremely handsome, and he packs himself with indifference to people and indifference to things. He Chu believes that he would rather stay in the classroom without talking all day, and he doesn't necessarily want to participate in them Other people's lives, such a hard and indestructible shell, why?

He is obviously the same age as them, and even looks a little younger than them.How can you be so indifferent?

In the eyes of his peers, his indifference carries a kind of unapproachable repulsion, but in He Chu's view, it also carries a kind of loneliness of "not being understood by others".

He is actually very tough, and being tough is actually a bit ridiculous at their age.

However, at this moment, He Chu had a thought of "What will happen if I provoke Zhou Yu to invade his territory?"

"This Zhou Yu is actually quite interesting."

At the very least, he shouldn't be a person who makes people judge him at a glance.

Now he is no longer just looking at this person's face, but he is more curious about this person's heart.

He thought silently, and teased not to be outdone: "What's the matter, brother will come back for nothing in a month."

In the last two classes in the morning, He Chu was a little absent-minded, and the teacher's lecture on the first day of school also made him feel extremely boring. He occasionally looked at Zhou Yu from the corner of his eye, and found that this person could keep the same movement all the time. — except when he occasionally takes notes.

His back was always straight, as if someone had nailed him with a steel plate behind him, obviously he was extremely exhausted, but he supported himself due to force majeure.

A thought suddenly popped up in He Chu's mind: Can Zhou Yu still sit and sleep?

He couldn't help laughing, since he met Zhou Yu, he had more small thoughts in his whole body, but he couldn't tell others about them.

It's a pity that Zhou Yu didn't show any sleepiness all morning, and he didn't even move a bit during the break, and he didn't take the initiative to talk to He Chu, as if Zhou Yu's joke during the break of the physical education class was not from him. Mouth is the same.

He Chu couldn't stand the silent atmosphere, so he secretly wrote a few notes to Zhou Yuyi during class.

In fact, Zhou Yu didn't listen very seriously, he was still the same, he started to lose his mind when he listened to it, and occasionally he would take notes when there were a lot of writing on the blackboard.This time, just as he was writing notes, He Chu who was next to him pushed his arm with his elbow.Zhou Yu was caught off guard, and the tip of the pen drew a long line of "earthworm" on the book.Then there was a small note on the table.He looked at He Chu suspiciously, and He Chu raised his eyebrows at him to signal him to unfold the note.

Reluctantly, Zhou Yu had no choice but to unfold the paper ball carefully, and the movements should not be too big, otherwise the teacher on the stage would find out.

Then he looked at He Chu speechlessly, because there were only three words written on the note: "Zhou Yu."

Zhou Yu remained silent, feeling that He Chu was here to insult his IQ.

Then He Chu threw him another paper ball, Zhou Yu looked up at the teacher, who was still writing on the blackboard, so he had to open a new paper ball, this time He Chu wrote: "What do you have for lunch?"

"..." Zhou Yu felt from the bottom of his heart that He Chu's behavior was really stupid, but he didn't say anything, and silently wrote down his answer:

"Food." Then he put the paper back into a ball on He Chu's table.

Zhou Yu's fingers were slender and white with distinct joints, and his nails were light pink. The skin on the back of his hand seemed to be a little thinner than that of ordinary people, and the light blue blood vessels were clearly visible.He put the ball of paper between two fingers and put it on He Chu's table. The bones of his hand rose and fell according to the movement of his fingertips. She took it back, and it took a long time before she resisted the urge to grab that hand.

If you don't look at the owner, this hand is more delicate than a girl's.

After watching that hand retracted again, he rested his fingers on the page casually, and rubbed the corner of the book habitually.He lowered his head and spread out the ball of paper, and saw Zhou Yu's slender handwriting:

"meal."

Sure enough, it was Zhou Yu's usual style, concise and to the point.He wrote on the note again: Shall we go together at noon?

Zhou Yu took the note and thought for a while that he didn't seem to have anyone to eat with, so he wrote: "Okay."

After the note was passed back, he seemed to think of something, but He Chu had already opened the note, so he could only tear off a note from his draft paper and write a new sentence to pass it to He Chu.

In He Chu's opinion, his actions could be called "active".He was overjoyed for a moment, thinking that Zhou Yu was going to say something, but when he opened it, he found that what Zhou Yu had written was:

Are you all in high school and still play this kind of game played by elementary school students?

"Cough." He Chu couldn't hold back for a while, and then covered his mouth for fear of being discovered by the teacher. Fortunately, the teacher was still talking on it, and didn't notice the small episode in the audience.

Elementary school students... Wouldn't it be great if we all became elementary school students together?

He Chu thought about it, and replied on the paper: "Didn't you have a good time, kid Zhou." Thinking of Zhou Yu's reaction when he saw this sentence, he would probably sneer and express his disdain.But he saw that there was nothing strange on the back of the note after Zhou Yu took it, he just wrote a few words calmly and passed the note back.He Chu opened it up and found that Zhou Yu had written:

"Okay. Hey kid."

He Chu laughed, and Zhou Yu's few sense of humor allowed him to cooperate with He Chu's joke.

Hey, does this even need a confrontation?

But for Zhou Yu, this is really rare humor.

He looked at the clear handwriting on the note, slender and straight, the size of each word was controlled to the same size, and the spacing between words was also the same, all of which revealed the rigidity of this person, but what about his own?

He Chu's handwriting is considered to be the most beautiful among boys. He was asked by his family to practice regular script since he was a child, but now his handwriting is completely lacking in the straight script, and he follows the line of Xingkai. Compared with Zhou Yu's, his handwriting seems Too uninhibited, completely out of shape.

He stared at the note that Zhou Yu sent back on his own initiative for a long time, and put the note in his notebook with great care, as if he had received a precious treasure.

He looked at Zhou Yu again, but Zhou Yu was already staring at the blackboard.

The author has something to say: Pass the note (mark the key point).

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