I still don't want to go to school today

The umbrella surface blocked the rainwater flowing down, distorted the original straight trajectory of the raindrops, and carved a hole in the rain curtain that swallowed everything like a black hole.

There were a few water marks on the hair on Fu Luojia's forehead, and he raised his hand to wipe them away. "Who pulls whom?"

His ability to perceive other people's emotions is not strong, and Xu Zhibian is basically a special case.Now he could feel the extremely strong anger in Xu Zhibian - although he didn't know why - and some other more complicated things.

"You just wanted to—"

Under the severe influence of emotions, Xu Zhibian rarely encountered difficulty in speaking.And it was obvious that he was very unaccustomed to this and became anxious.

Under the violent swaying, an umbrella bone protruded, and the pointed end was only one centimeter away from Xu Zhijian's temple.Without even thinking about it, Fu Luojia stretched out his hand to cover Xu Zhibian's head, reminding him to hold the umbrella higher.

Xu Zhibun was stunned for a moment, Fu Luojia smiled at him, consolingly. "There's something really wrong with the umbrella."

Xu Zhibian looked at him for a long time, "I was wrong."

Fu Luojia's tone was still very calm, "What's wrong?"

Finally, Xu Zhibian clasped his hands vigorously.

"...Don't stand so high next time."

After getting down from the rooftop, Xu Zhijian went back to the classroom first, and when he came out, he already had two sets of school uniforms in his hand, but there was no short-sleeved T-shirt, but a long-sleeved tracksuit jacket, which was brand new.

Fu Luojia questioned the clothes in his hand. "Only a coat?" It's normal to wear a long-sleeved school uniform outside on a rainy day, but it's a bit strange to wear nothing under the coat.

"What happens if you don't open an umbrella." Xu Zhibian glanced at him, "I didn't have short sleeves at school." His own T-shirt wasn't wet, so he only had to change into the outer one.

Of course, the texture of the school uniform is not good, the fabric is a little hard, and the skin that is still covered with moisture is very painful.He zipped it up under his chin, felt the heat momentarily again, and rolled his sleeves up above his elbows.

Teacher Ye was not in the office, so he knew that he was busy making peace with the matter.Xu Zhibian chose to make enough food and clothing by himself, and dragged the electric stove covered in a plastic bag from the corner.

After the power was plugged in, the furnace wire gradually burned red, like a bloodshot eye.

Someone was poking at the door.Fu Luojia heard his name and turned to look at them.Xu Zhibian then walked over and closed the door.

The furnace wire turned into a dazzling molten gold and sent out waves of heat.A strand of hair hanging in front of her eyes was bumped twice in the heat wave, and soon became dry and fluffy.

"So why on earth did she jump off the building, because someone said she was stealing?" Xu Zhijian asked casually.

"It should be. I don't know." Fu Luojia was a little bit unbearable from the roast, and turned down the power by one gear.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Fu Luojia frowned. "have."

"It's yours?"

"No. It belonged to Meng Yue. It was placed on my desk on the day of the exam, and she happened to be taking the exam at my place."

Xu Zhibian should have understood, so he didn't ask further.After a while, he said, "That has nothing to do with you."

Fu Luojia was in a daze.

"Ok?"

"...It should be related. I was the one who led others to suspect her—"

Xu Zhibian interrupted him, "So you feel guilty? There's no need, after all, she didn't—"

"He's not dead after all?" Fu Luojia raised his eyes.

Xu Zhibian's throat moved, "...she can't jump at all. She doesn't dare. You don't have to go up, the school police will pull her back."

"It's my fault." Fu Luojia said softly.

Speechless for a while.

Xu Zhibian began to look at his mobile phone, and the frequency of sliding his fingers up and down was very fast.

Fu Luojia looked at him for a while before retracting his gaze, and raised his hand to cover his face, wanting to slow down the temperature of his roasted face.

He felt a little weakly that Xu Zhibian was angry.It was a bit difficult for him to figure out the reason, so he reached for Xu Zhijian's left hand that was tightly clenched on his knee.

Xu Zhibian's fist gradually loosened, and he pinched the back of his hand.

At this moment the door was opened.Xu Zhijian turned his head, but Fu Luojia did not.

"Do you feel unwell? There are cold medicines in the drawer." When the footsteps approached, Fu Luojia stood up and said hello: "Teacher Ye."

"Hmm." Her hair should have been combed again, not as haggard as before.Then she looked at Xu Zhijian, "Are you still not going back to your class?"

Of course, it was not only Fuluoka who felt the hostility.Xu Zhibian raised an eyebrow, but turned and left without saying anything.

Teacher Ye sat behind the desk and sighed first. "Zhao Min is a pretty good girl. You are all excellent, but now is not the time, understand? You are still too young and easily impulsive. No one wants to see this situation a second time.

"You can't think about it at a young age, and you want to commit suicide because of a bad relationship—think about it for yourself, is it absurd? Does she know what love is? What has she experienced?"

Fu Luojia accepted it very hard. "...Is that what she said?"

Teacher Ye's expression suddenly became unnatural. "She cries when you mention you."

Fu Luojia was speechless.

"It's less than a year away from the college entrance examination. None of you can stand the test anymore. I was always very reassuring about your interpersonal relationships, but since you got mixed up with some people in your grade who have nothing to do all day..." She knocked Knocking on the table, "In short, I think you have been greatly influenced. I believe you are not a blind follower, and you should try to fall in love when you see others doing--"

"I didn't fall in love with Zhao Min."

"Of course it's fine. If there is—"

"Not in case."

"Listen to me, okay? I hope you trust me and listen to what I say. The teacher won't hurt you, I'm telling you this for your own good, understand?" She sat up a little bit straighter, "I think You need to tell your mother about the situation."

Fu Luojia was stunned. "……say what?"

"Your mother should know these things. I think it's up to parents and teachers to take responsibility for students—"

"But there's nothing at all—" He stepped over the hotplate to the desk.

"Is it appropriate to hide such a big incident from your mother?"

The drumming noise of blood was amplified infinitely, and he blurted out without thinking: "I didn't let her die!"

Teacher Ye showed an expression of disbelief. "you--"

Fu Luojia rubbed his brows, trying to ease his tone: "...It's my fault, but she can't think about it for a while, not because I like her or she likes me——"

He opened the door, and Xu Zhijian just turned around.This scene overlapped with a scene many days ago, making him in a trance for a while.

The rain stopped.

Xu Zhibian patted his head. "It's almost dry. Are you dizzy? Are you coughing?"

Fu Luojia was very calm. "My mother is coming to school."

Xu Zhijian snapped his fingers. "when?"

"I don't know. Maybe this afternoon, maybe tomorrow. Maybe... just now."

……

He may have had the experience of being called a parent, but he doesn't remember it very clearly.If there is, it should be his father.It's unimaginable what will happen when his mother comes to school.

Of course, Teacher Ye just made a phone call with her, and it was his mother who proposed to come to school.Fu Luojia knew in his heart that the three words "falling in love" fully aroused his fucking nerves.

Since that phone call he has given up on explaining.

The whole school was shrouded in a restless atmosphere.Canteens, classrooms, and corridors talk about jumping all the time, with different focuses.But the same word is mentioned over and over again, "emotional injury".

He also felt impatient when he heard others say "It's Phroka again", it's him again.

So he skipped the remaining three classes in the morning and found a place to stand at the bottom of a tree where he could see the school gate at a glance.

The wet tree trunk after the rain is full of snails that come out to breathe.After staring at it for a while, he felt sick, and when he turned around, he ran into a patrolling school police officer—maybe because someone just jumped off the building, the school temporarily paid attention to safety issues.

He didn't know why his first reaction was to run - obviously there were so many students wandering around, and he was inconspicuous inside.

Maybe he was afraid that the school police who had been to the top of the building and had an impression of him would testify again on the spot about his identity as the murderer.

While running, he glanced at the school gate, then stood there dumbfounded.

really.

The fucking "will come" won't be afternoon, it won't be tomorrow, it will just be "immediately".