police!don't run!

From the school gate to Brother Long's office, going through the cafeteria is the fastest shortcut.

During the lunch break, there were a lot of people in the restaurant. The students ate together in twos and threes, chatting while eating, their faces full of youth and happiness.

The only person who didn't fit in with this atmosphere was probably the boy who was eating alone in the corner. He buried his face so low that it was almost on the plate, grabbed the food with his hands, and mechanically stuffed it into his mouth. Big drops of tears fell in the meal.

The boy's weird behavior attracted a lot of attention, either in surprise or ridicule, and they whispered to each other, as relaxed and casual as chatting about celebrity gossip.

Jian Zhou paused slightly, and frowned slightly.

Shen Jun, who had been bathed in the warm sunshine when he was a student, couldn't understand the boy's behavior and asked, "What's going on?"

Jian Zhou was silent for a while, then spoke slowly, with a cold voice that could not be heard, "Garbage always has some strange and evil tastes."

Once Lin Yue is gone, they can always pick out the next 'Lin Yue', just like there will always be the bottom one in the exam, and the school will never lack someone who can be bullied by them.

Obviously, the boy did not do it voluntarily, but was coerced. If he is disobedient, there must be even more unbelievable pranks waiting for him.

It's not that Jian Zhou wants to call this kind of thing a prank, but that adults always use these three words to cover up the cruel and direct malice from minors, and use these three words to whitewash peace.

Seeing that Shen Jun wanted to go forward to stop the boy's behavior, Jian Zhou stopped him, and said calmly, "Forget it."

Shen Jun asked, "What?"

"You can't control it." The person who bullied him can make people like this without even showing his face, so how can he control him?Lin Yue was splashed with ink and Jian Zhou could help her splash it back, but how could she return this kind of psychological humiliation?

Life is not a math problem. Many times, there is no solution.

Jian Zhou's clear eyes were filled with imperceptible pity, and even a little sympathy, but his tone was calm and firm, "If he doesn't resist, he will never escape, because no one will save him."

"Let's go." Jian Zhou held Shen Jun's hand, dragging his head and walking out without looking back.

Walking to the cafeteria exit, Shen Jun tapped Jian Zhou's palm twice with his index finger, and asked, "Do you really care?"

"It doesn't matter." Jian Zhou said decisively, but his legs didn't move. He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Jun for a moment, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

Shen Jun snickered in his heart, and gave Jian Zhou a step down, "Hungry, starved to death, eat something before going? I still miss the cafeteria of No. [-] Middle School."

Fortunately, every time Jian Zhou came to call him "Xiaojun's family" with excessive enthusiasm, the aunt did not go to work.

The two of them who had breakfast after ten o'clock were actually not very hungry. Jian Zhou bought a few dishes casually, without discussing with Shen Jun where to sit, and walked straight to the boy in the corner with the dinner plate.

Jian Zhou sat down opposite the boy with a blank expression, put the dinner plate heavily on the table, knocked a little on purpose, and then raised his eyes warningly and glanced around the students who were watching the excitement.

The entire cafeteria fell silent for an instant, and the boy was even trembling with fright.

After all, although the kid Jian Zhou has a school face, his record is too brilliant, so brilliant that the boys dare not come over to call him brothers, and the girls dare not have any romantic fantasies. Most students hold this legendary figure in their school. The attitude of keeping him at arm's length is a bit fearful, a bit curious, and I have talked about it in private, but I dare not take the initiative to dangle in front of his eyes and die.

So much so that when Shen Jun walked over to sit beside Jian Zhou, there was a sound of air-conditioning around him, and many students secretly poked and cast admiring glances at him.

"Hey, is this the one who fought with Jian Zhou at the gate of Class [-] last time?" A small number of people also recognized Shen Jun.

"It seems to be." A girl whispered, "The atmosphere is so subtle, why do I feel that the two of them will be able to flip the table and fight for [-] rounds in the next second?"

"The surface is calm, but the undercurrent is surging!" Another girl also agreed, and the two exchanged all kinds of gossip about Jian Zhou with great interest. Finally, there was nothing to talk about, so they remembered the boy in the corner and asked, "What is good at?" What happened to the person who grilled the rice?"

"You don't even know about this? Liu Qiang, the one at the end of the crane in Class [-], Grade [-], the average score of his class being pulled up by Jian Zhou is all due to this brother pulling him back with his own strength, so you can say it's awesome."

"No way, how did this kind of person get into our school? Did he come in through the back door?"

"Why do you go through the back door? My family is poor. It is said that his hands and feet are not clean and he often steals things... I heard that his entrance examination scores are not bad, otherwise he would not be in the first class."

"That's right, but I see him acting weird all day long, and I feel like he's thinking a bit..."

The girl was half-talking, when she suddenly received a cold, emotionless glance from Jian Zhou, she immediately closed her mouth tightly, feeling her heart was about to stop beating in fright, and she was sweating profusely.

Shen Jun tapped Jian Zhou's head, "What are you doing, don't scare the little girl."

Jian Zhou, "..."

Shen Jun comforted the shivering boy on the opposite side again, and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he doesn't like beating people, he's very good."

Jian Zhou felt that Shen Jun's expression and tone seemed familiar. After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly realized that he was very similar to when he was happy to show off his milk tea to others when he was a child. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he is very obedient and won't bite you.

Just thinking about it makes me want to hit someone!

A group of students who were eavesdropping watched Jian Zhou's gloomy face, and they all thought in their hearts: You are really sorry for saying this!

Shen Jun obviously didn't feel guilty, he comforted Wanren and turned his head to educate Jian Zhou, "Take off the air-conditioning, it will scare the people around you."

... Gouzi, you are drifting away.

Jian Zhou endured it and did not explode on the spot. He glared at Shen Jun and warned in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Go home and settle the score."

The word "go home" warmed Shen Jun's heart, with a smile in his eyes, he put his hand on Jian Zhou's head, messed up his soft black hair, and openly stroked his kitten in public.

Jian Zhou slapped Shen Jun's paw away in disgust, but he didn't realize that his depressed mood dissipated invisible amidst the man's jokes.

Seeing that Jian Zhou's tense expression gradually relaxed and returned to his previous appearance, Shen Jun stopped teasing him, picked up the chopsticks and picked out the onion, ginger and garlic that Jian Zhou didn't like in the meal.

After picking for a while, I gave up and said, "I think it will be much faster to just pick out the dishes you eat."

"Don't choose." Jian Zhou has no appetite, doesn't want to eat, and doesn't even know the meaning of sitting here.

Shen Jun supported his head and chatted with Jian Zhou, without looking at the boy across from him, it seemed that he just happened to be sitting here, but during the conversation, he naturally took a pair of clean chopsticks and handed them to the boy.

The boy stared blankly at Shen Jun, stalemate for a long time, but did not answer.

Shen Jun smiled at the boy without hesitation, his smile was warm and contagious, "Student, pick it up, your hands are sore."

The boy seemed to be awakened suddenly, hesitantly took the chopsticks handed over by Shen Jun, his fingertips kept trembling, and he said with red eyes, "Thank you, thank you."

Jian Zhou gently grabbed Shen Jun's earlobe, and made him face himself, with a very unhappy expression on his face, "Stop laughing."

"Ah?" Shen Jun was taken aback, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Can't you see the blushing eyes of the girls around you!Jian Zhou withdrew his hand and said coldly, "Stupid."

Shen Jun was confused, but he suppressed his smile and said, "I think what you just said is quite right."

Jian Zhou, "What?"

"If you fall into the pit, you should quickly find a way to save yourself. You should not wait for others to save you with vain hopes." Shen Jun said to Jian Zhou, but he also said to the boy opposite, "But many times, the pit It’s not that they don’t have the courage to climb out, but because they don’t have tools, if there are kind-hearted passers-by passing by, it would be great if you could hand them a rope, wouldn’t it?”

The boy subconsciously clenched the chopsticks handed over by Shen Jun, and he continued to say in a gentle voice, "But passers-by can only pass a rope, and if they really want to escape, they still have to drag the rope to the place by themselves. Climb."