stop, don't move

Qiao Le stared at the blackboard, trying to concentrate on the class, but his mind was dizzy, and his throat felt uncomfortable, as if the toffee he swallowed really turned into a big white rabbit bouncing around in his throat Make trouble indiscriminately.

Seeing that get out of class would be over in a few minutes, Qiao Le bit his lip and endured, but now he felt that his eyes were staring, and his head seemed to be engaged in a band, or it seemed to be decorating a house, knocking, knocking, After all the noise, a strong nausea came.

Qiao Le covered his mouth and rushed out of the classroom. The pain between his legs suppressed his vomiting when he ran. When he ran to the toilet, he was overwhelmed and returned all the yogurt he drank in the morning. When the bell rang, Qiao Le He hurriedly left the toilet and passed other students who came to use the toilet.

There was a touch of disdain and disgust in their eyes, as if he was as dirty as those vomits. Qiao Le still doesn't know why these people hate him.

Now I definitely can't go back to class again. In desperation, Qiao Le asked for leave again. The counselor babbled a few words of concern, but couldn't help but blame him for taking so much trouble. Good students don't lack these few classes, so there's no need to put on a show like crazy .

Qiao Le was stunned by the counselor's words, he didn't dare to look up at the counselor's expression, probably the counselor would look at him with eyes that see through everything.

He must also feel that he is too hypocritical, just like the evaluation he heard from the boys at the toilet door: hypocritical, artificial, hypocritical.

Qiao Le didn't go home, so he went to the supermarket to buy some groceries. Looking at the few red banknotes left in his schoolbag, he remembered the huge amount in the card. 30 is too big a number, he can't ask for it, maybe it's because the man treated him Ashamed, but for him, it would be a windfall. If his father knew about the money... Qiao Le didn't dare to think about it anymore. He continued to pick tomatoes, and decided in his heart to return the card in a few days. that man.

Qiao Le usually eats in the school cafeteria at noon, and goes to Shen Kaixing's bookstore after school in the afternoon. He only really stays at home at night, and he doesn't have many opportunities to get along with Qiao Shan, but whenever Qiao Shan sees him, he will definitely curse and say something. He didn't stop, so he might as well do a better job so that Qiao Shan can't find fault, so as to avoid unnecessary scolding.

Before Qiao Le approached Aunt Zhang’s canteen, he heard the sound of playing mahjong. Without thinking about it, he knew that Qiao Shan was also here. However, things often don't go his way.

"Why did Lele come back at noon today? You gave your dad an extra [-] yesterday, and your dad said that you will give the [-] today, and give the money to Aunt Zhang later!"

Qiao Le stopped in her footsteps, and looked back at Aunt Zhang. She smiled cheerfully, and the fat on her face was shaking, as if what he said last night and the extra five yuan had never happened. He couldn't vent his anger, he just nodded calmly, and turned to look at the extremely shameless Qiao Shan.

Qiao Shan's chin was full of stubble and his hair was unkempt, which was in stark contrast to the clean Qiao Le. With a piece of second-hand smoke that was burning to the butt of his cigarette, he reached out for a card and touched it carefully. Suddenly, he threw the mahjong tiles in his hand on the table, pushed the tiles in front of him and laughed loudly: "I'm bearded! Bloom after the bar!"

It was only when the cards were reshuffled that he had the time to look up at Qiao Le. He took a sharp puff of the cigarette in his mouth and threw it on the ground. His eyes were blurred by the smoke he exhaled. Go home and cook after buying vegetables, but I still don’t want to give the 100 yuan, I’m lucky now, I’ll return it to you when I go back!”

Qiao Le didn't answer, and took out a red ticket from her schoolbag and put it in front of Aunt Zhang. A strong smell of cigarettes rushed into Qiao Le's nostrils. Qiao Le wrinkled her nose and hurriedly turned upstairs.

"Your family is happy and promising. It's different after you go to college, and you still think we're funny."

"He has a fart. At the beginning, he said that he could pass the college entrance examination. If he has no skills, he will brag. Now he is still learning the stink of vanity. It doesn't matter who paid him to go to college! White-eyed wolf !"

After Qiao Shan's swearing and cursing ended, all the poker players burst into laughter. For them, listening to others scolding their children was really interesting. After laughing enough, they persuaded Qiao Shan to calm down, and they continued to play cards.

Qiao Le gripped the plastic bag harder, and the tingling pain from his fingertips woke him up. Qiao Le took a few deep breaths, trying to dissipate the resentment in his heart.

Because he won the money in the morning, Qiao Shan didn't find any faults at lunch, but he didn't mention a word about the 100 yuan that Qiao Le gave him for him. .

"Aren't you going to school in the afternoon? I heard from Zhang Xia that you took medicine from her last night?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Qiao Shan carefully counted the change in his hand, seeing that Qiao Le was about to go into the house, he asked a rare question.

"I have a little fever, I asked the teacher for leave, and I will go to work directly at night."

Qiao Le paused, and slowly tore off the Band-Aid wrapped around his fingers, waiting for Qiao Shan's next words.

He is not used to staring at Qiao Shan, Qiao Shan's cloudy eyes disgusted him, he could not feel the breath of life in Qiao Shan, he felt that his adoptive father had been muddled every day since the divorce, more like a walking dead .

"A boy is so squeamish," Qiao Shan snorted lightly, "Go to sleep for a while, really, I still have medicine in my house, and the expiry date hasn't expired yet."

"Oh, I see."

Qiao Le only felt it was funny that Qiao Shan cared about him, so he nodded casually and went back to the house, he was indeed extremely sleepy.

"Chicken!"

"eat!"

"Take it back, I touched it!"

"Both of you stop, don't move! I'm so stupid, hahaha!"

"Tsk, look at my chicken makes three of you rare..."

"Bah! Dogs can't spit out ivory, and no one cares about your chickens!"

The sound of mahjong crashing and the laughter mixed with cursing all passed through the quilt and got into Qiao Le's ears. Qiao Le frowned and rolled over on the bed a few times before sitting up with the quilt lifted.

Qiao Le looked at the wall in front of him, because several pieces of the wall had fallen due to the damp, and there were still some precarious walls hanging outside the red bricks, which might fall off in the next second. Angry, he really wanted to smash the entire wall with his fist, damn it!Why is there no sound insulation effect at all!