You used to be far away from my sight

The class where the teacher is not present can only be described in one word: chaos.

"Who is it? It's knocking on my window? Who is it? It's knocking on my window..." Duan Xiaodong sang cathartically while helping Wei Zheng write the penalty.

Gu Yuan's right hand began to clenched continuously, and Duan Xiaodong's singing voice, which was always only one line, lingered in his mind, lingering and forgetting to return.

He couldn't help it.

"It's him, it's him, our hero, little Nezha," Gu Yuan sang like a convulsion.

He didn't realize what he had done until after singing. He put his hand on his forehead and didn't dare to look up into the eyes of everyone, but he could imagine it even if he couldn't see him.

It's all Wei Zheng's misleading.

"Duan Xiaodong, calm down," Wei Zheng said.

"Hehe" Duan Xiaodong turned his head and smiled foolishly.

"You laugh again!" Wei Zheng stretched out his long legs and kicked Duan Xiaodong's calf hard.

Duan Xiaodong pursed his mouth, gave Wei Zheng a white look, and turned his head.

"Ahem, what are you looking at, I haven't seen a handsome guy before." Wei Zheng stared around, and stretched out two fingers to scare the onlookers, "Look, look, I'm not afraid to blind your dog eyes."

"Brother Yuan, you are so amazing, the sentence just now was actually all tuned up." Wei Zheng turned his head and looked at Gu Yuan.

"You want to die, don't you?" Gu Yuan locked his throat and grabbed Wei Zheng's throat from behind.

Gu Yuan's hand moved back, forcing the back of Wei Zheng's head to rest on the table.

With the current posture, Wei Zheng only needs to tilt his head and move a little closer to kiss Gu Yuan's face.

"I was wrong" After a stalemate for a while, Wei Zheng begged for mercy.

The screen of the mobile phone placed on Wei Zheng's desk suddenly lit up.

"Your phone is on." Gu Yuan let go of Wei Zheng's neck, and pushed his shoulder to help him get up.

Wei Zheng picked up the phone, saw the content of the message, and cursed: "Damn!"

Gu Yuan glanced at it curiously, but before he could see what it was, Wei Zheng turned around and showed Gu Yuan the phone.

The person who sent the message was Qiangzi, who sent a video.

Wei Zheng clicked on the video.

The protagonist in the video is He Chuyun, and the opposite should be a student of No. [-] Middle School, wearing No. [-] Middle School uniform and No. [-] Middle School badge.

I saw He Chuyun punching and kicking the male classmate violently.

The onlookers surrounded the two who had been beating unilaterally. Although only their legs and feet were photographed in the video, Gu Yuan could tell that there were quite a lot of onlookers.

It's a pity that no one stepped forward to stop it, and there should be someone like Qiangzi who was shooting videos beside him.

"Brother Yuan, do you know who that boy is?" Wei Zheng said.

"Who?" Gu Yuan asked.

"Come here," Wei Zheng waved to Gu Yuan.

Gu Yuan moved his body and leaned forward.

At that moment, the two looked at each other, so close, but they couldn't get any closer.

This second is both happiness and suffering.

Wei Zheng lowered his eyes and retracted his gaze, and put his mouth to Gu Yuan's ear: "He is a pervert."

Gu Yuan felt his ears itch, and moved away a little.

"Why do you say that? What did he do?" Gu Yuan asked.

"He posted the recording of the time he was with a girl in the space. Later, that girl committed suicide. I think it was definitely because of him. He is a big perverted scumbag." Wei Zheng said, "This kind of person should be beaten like this. , beat to death"

"There are still such people," Gu Yuan sighed.

"Isn't it? There are all wonders in the world, and there are all kinds of dregs," Wei Zheng said.

"Then why did He Chuyun beat him?" Gu Yuan asked.

"I don't know." Wei Zheng spread his hands and shrugged.

Gu Yuan looked at Wei Zheng, Wei Zheng looked at Gu Yuan, the two of them stared at each other, as if they were competing to wink first.

Finally, Gu Yuan's eyes couldn't take it anymore, he withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes.

Moisturized by tears, the dry and red eyeballs seemed to feel better instantly.

"Don't your eyes hurt?" Gu Yuan asked.

"It hurts." Wei Zheng began to blink wildly.

"Are we both sick?" Gu Yuan said.

"Maybe" Wei Zheng said.

"Is there any eye drops?" Gu Yuan asked.

"I can borrow a bottle for you without me." Wei Zheng said, "Who made me your Doraemon?"

"Shen Yi'an, lend me the eye drops." Wei Zheng greeted Shen Yi'an loudly.

"Here" Shen Yi'an took out a bottle of eye drops from the table bucket and threw it to Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng received the eye drops, got up and walked to Gu Yuan's side: "Brother Yuan, let me drip it for you."

"Okay." After Gu Yuan finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair and raised his head.

Wei Zheng opened the medicine bottle, picked Gu Yuan's eyelids with his hands, and dripped it precisely in the center of the eyeball.

"Hiss..." the eyes that had just finished eyedrops were closed, and tears began to flow due to the stimulation, and the long eyelashes were moistened.

Wei Zheng began to instill the second eye again.

"Okay" After both eyes were instilled, Wei Zheng screwed on the cap of the medicine bottle.

Gu Yuan still raised his head, his slender neck was fully exposed in front of Wei Zheng's eyes, and his Adam's apple rolled while swallowing.

Wei Zheng lost control for a moment, bent down and took a bite.

The wet tongue licked on the Adam's apple, and the fair skin was stained with a light red.

Gu Yuan didn't know what happened, but he felt a little hot, wet and soft. He wanted to open his eyes but couldn't because of the eye drops.

Wei Zheng snapped back to his senses, glanced at Gu Yuan, and returned to his seat.

It was a coincidence that no one saw this scene.

Gu Yuan waited until his eyes could be opened, and touched his Adam's apple.

The saliva has dried.

Gu Yuan thought: Could it be an illusion?

Old man Lu, who had disappeared for a long time, walked into the classroom with steady steps, and his first sentence was: "Where is the grapefruit? The culprit who smashed me, hurry up and die."

Wei Zheng picked up two pieces of pomelo peels on the ground and handed them to old man Lu.

For a moment, Gu Yuan felt that old man Lu's face was stretched so long that it reached to the tip of his toes.

"Where is the core?" Old man Lu asked.

"This grapefruit is so hateful, it actually wants to murder you, so I will help you destroy it," Wei Zheng said.

"Just say that you can eat it." Old man Lu picked up the book on the desk and patted Wei Zheng's arm twice.

"Go back," old man Lu reprimanded.

Wei Zheng turned around holding two grapefruit peels and was about to go back.

"Stop!" Old man Lu stopped him again.

Wei Zheng turned back again.

Old man Lu snatched the grapefruit peel from Wei Zheng's hand, fell to the ground, stomped on it a few times and looked at Wei Zheng: "Go back."

Gu Yuan: "..." The childlike innocence is still there.

Wei Zheng walked back in a daze, and sat down on his seat.

"Brother Yuan, believe it or not? He still has to step on it a few more times." As soon as his butt hit the ground, Wei Zheng turned his head and whispered to Gu Yuan.

Sure enough, as Wei Zheng said, old man Lu made up a few more feet.

Yuzupi: Who am I to provoke?

Duan Xiaodong and Shen Yi'an: It's all Wei Zheng's fault!Wei Zheng who deserved to kill Qiandao!you go!I help you cheer!

Duan Xiaodong and Shen Yi'an strangely thought of going together, they looked at each other, and looked away at the same time with a tacit understanding: We didn't think about anything, absolutely didn't want to kill Wei Zheng.