how to chase boys

Chapter 59 Is It Really That Ugly

Two big things happened in early July.

The first thing was that Tang Shi went abroad, and I happened to be taking exams at school on the day he left.

Every plane that leaves has to fly over the city, our city is so small, I count the time to look up, and I can see a very small plane in the sky.

The loudspeaker in the classroom started to play English listening, and I saw the plane pass through the clouds, leaving a long white tail in the sky.

I don't know if Tang Shi will miss me from a height of [-] meters away.

When the fourth question of the listening comprehension question was played for the second time, I lowered my head, rubbed my eyes and worked hard on the question.

Aunt Tang did not tell the rest of the family about Tang Shi and I being together. She just sent Tang Shi abroad resolutely and eagerly. Unknowingly, Uncle Tang even asked me to accompany Aunt Tang when she came back from abroad. she.

He said that Tang Shi was gone, and he was very busy with work, Aunt Tang would be lonely at home alone.

The second thing is that He Antang didn't come on the day of the exam.

I wasn't in the same exam room as him, and I didn't know he didn't come at the beginning. It wasn't until I finished all the subjects and went back to my classroom with my things that I heard the rumors in the class, saying that there were four exams, He An Tang didn't even come.

Someone asked about the teacher at the class meeting, and the teacher shook his head, as if he didn't want to say more.

Although the teacher didn't say anything, some well-informed students found out, and soon the whole school said that He Antang was stabbed with a knife.

The classmate who spread the news said it vividly. He said that the reason why He Antang transferred from his previous school was because he was gay and liked boys.

The boy he likes seems to have a powerful family, and when he was caught by the school, he insisted that it was He Antang who insisted on pestering him.

But He Antang's academic performance is good, the school must want to protect him, the principal asked He Antang if what the boy said was true.

He Antang admitted, saying that he had been pestering that boy all the time.

For a while, the public opinion in their school was uproarious, and He Antang couldn't stay any longer, so he transferred to our school.

My deskmate is a girl, and she frowned upon hearing these words, but someone continued to ask: "And then?"

The classmate who spoke shrugged his shoulders, "Then? Then you will know that He Antang transferred to our school and stayed a grade, or he has finished the college entrance examination now."

"Who asked this? Didn't you say that He Antang was stabbed? You should explain clearly what happened."

"Ahem," the classmate cleared his throat under the gaze of the crowd, and said in a low voice, "Don't go out and talk nonsense about this matter, I heard that the one who stabbed people was the boy who caused He Antang to transfer."

"hiss……"

A girl gasped, "Really?"

"If you believe it, it's true. If you don't believe it, it's false. Hey, squad leader, don't you have a good relationship with He Antang? Tell us if it's true."

When he said this, the people around him who listened to him all turned their eyes to me. I tidied up the table and didn’t speak. If you don’t know the fake news, you know it’s nonsense. Go back to your seats and pass the exam? Are you afraid that the old class will come and get angry later?”

The students who gathered around dispersed resentfully, and my deskmate patted my arm, and whispered: "They are just curious, and... they don't have any malicious intentions, so don't take it to heart."

I shook my head, signaling her to leave me alone.

What that classmate said was similar to what He Antang told me before, and He Antang would not stay away from the exam, so I was afraid that what he said was true that He Antang was injured.

After I got home, I called He Antang's house a few times, but no one answered. I called him again, but was hung up on several times. In the end, he was directly reminded that he couldn't get through, and the phone must have been turned off.

Calling to no avail, I subconsciously sent a message to Tang Shi, asking him to accompany me to visit He Antang's house.

After I sent the message, I realized that he couldn't go with me, and I clicked withdraw one by one.

It's morning in Tang shi's place. He can sleep in so well, so he must not have woken up now.

I think Tang Shi.

The next day I went to He Antang's house by myself and knocked on the door many times, but no one responded.

The neighbor on the opposite side heard the movement and told me that there is usually only one big boy and one woman living in their house, and they don't interact with other people.

He said the family hadn't come back for several days, and he stared at me suspiciously as he spoke, asking who I was.

"I, I'm his classmate."

"Student?" The neighbor muttered, "It doesn't look like that, how old are you?"

I pointed to the door of He Antang's house, "I am as old as his children, and I came here to play before."

"I haven't seen you before," the neighbor simply came out of his house, a big brother with a crew-shaven head, and he stood in the aisle and chatted with me, "The woman in their house is very withdrawn, and she doesn't even say hello when they meet. Hit. The boy seemed difficult to get along with, but I didn't expect to have friends."

"..."

The eldest brother spoke so straightforwardly, I was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Fortunately, my eldest brother is a warm-hearted person, and maybe he was curious because he offered to contact the property management staff and ask the property management staff to ask me where the family has gone.

I hesitated and declined.

Everyone has a nature of watching the excitement, and I don't want to cause trouble for He Antang's family.

The teacher should know what's going on, so I said goodbye to the neighbors of He Antang's family. After I left the community, I called the teacher again.

The teacher didn't want to say it at first, but he couldn't stand my soft words, and finally let go: "I only told you because of your good relationship with him. He is in the hospital now. I will send you the ward number. Do you have any?" Time to see him."

Really in the hospital, my heart constricted, and my head was dizzy.

This dizziness like cerebral insufficiency lasted until I took a taxi to the hospital. Standing at the door of the hospital, I hesitated to go in. After dawdling for a long time, Tang Shi called.

Without hesitation for a second, I connected the phone and put the phone to my ear, "Tang Shi——"

"Ah."

It was Tang Shi's voice, which crossed the Pacific Ocean, traveled tens of thousands of kilometers, and reached my ears in the form of radio waves.

"Did you miss me?"

Days of panic and worry about He Antang were all mixed together, I walked to the corner, holding the phone, my face was wrinkled, and I wanted to cry.

"Tang Shi, I miss you. I sent you a lot of messages and you didn't reply. Why did you call me?"

Tang Shi sighed, "My mother is staring at me, and I can't help it."

He said: "Don't cry, I only have a short time to call you, I can't listen to you cry all the time."

I tried not to cry and asked him where Aunt Tang was.

"My mother is asleep." Tang Shi was a little proud, "I waited for her to fall asleep before calling you. What did you send me earlier, why did you withdraw it?"

It's okay if he doesn't say it, but when he said it, I really couldn't help crying.

"Don't talk about it." I wrinkled my face, with two big bags of tears in my eyes, and I tried my best not to let them flow out.I said in a nasal voice that I missed him, and sent him a message to ask him to come out with me, only to realize that he was gone.

Tang shi was silent for a while, and his tone was a little frustrated, but what he said was particularly irritating.

"Okay," he said, "what are you crying for? I'm not here anymore. I'm not dead."

"You don't know that you are ugly when you cry. You already have a lot of flesh on your face, but it bulges up when you cry, like an ugly bun."

I was really going to cry because of him, "You are a liar, you are Baozi."

Tang Shi sneered, "Yes, yes, little Baozi, you are right, I am Baozi."

I also laughed along with him, raised my hand to wipe the tears from my eyes, and wondered in my heart, am I really that ugly when I cry.

Although he said that I was not allowed to cry, Tang Shi coaxed me for a while. He was afraid of disturbing Aunt Tang, so he kept his voice down and yawned a few times.

I started to feel distressed, and asked him to go to bed first: "Are you going to pack your things these few days? Go to sleep when you're tired."

"It's okay," Tang Shi yawned again, and his voice was a little lower. The hoarseness was so magnetic that I could hear my fingers clasping the edge of the phone.

"In the past few days, I have been looking at the house and accompanied my mother to many places."

"Ah...then you are still on the phone, go to sleep."

"Well," Tang Shi agreed, "Goodbye."

After the phone call with Tang Shi, I suddenly regained my energy. I bought a fruit basket at the fruit shop next to the hospital, and rushed to the door of the ward number given by the teacher.

The door of the ward was open, and I could see He Antang lying on the bed, his face was as pale as if he had lost too much blood, and the retained needle was stuck on the back of his hand, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Next to his hospital bed lay a woman in a shirt and trousers.

I have been to He Antang's house several times, and every time I went there was no one in his house, but I guess that woman should be his mother.

From my point of view, He Antang's eyes are very big and look very dull.

He Antang's mother seemed to be asleep, and I was hesitant to go in. He Antang seemed to feel someone watching him, so he turned his face and looked towards the door.

Eyes met, I raised the fruit basket in my hand at him.

He Antang looked at his mother who was lying on the bed, sat up carefully, and motioned for me to go in.

I walked in lightly and put the fruit basket on the bedside table.

When I walked in, I saw that the woman lying beside the bed was quite petite, her hair was combed smoothly, and she looked like a strong woman in the workplace.

He Antang pointed to the chair on the other side for me to sit on, and asked me with his mouth: "Why are you here?"

His lips were a little peeled, the glass on the bedside table was empty, I didn't sit down in a hurry, I went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water, handed it to him, and watched him drink another glass and put it on the bedside table.

After doing this, I sat down next to him, grabbed his hand that hadn't been needled, and whispered, "You really scared me to death."

He Antang stared into my eyes and said very seriously: "I am also very scared. My mobile phone was taken away and there was a lot of blood. I thought I was going to die."

He was always so rigid, and I got used to the way he said it, and I knew he never exaggerated, he said he thought he was going to die, but he almost died.

Feeling sad for a while, I asked him what happened.

He Antang looked at the sleeping woman beside him, shook his head, "I'll tell you another day."

I nodded, and my eyes fell on his stomach.

He Antang was wearing a hospital gown. Anyone who has been in the hospital should know that the size of the hospital gown is a bit loose for the convenience of changing dressings or cleaning the wound.

Through the gap of the buttons, I saw that He Antang's lower abdomen was wrapped with thick gauze.

Noticing my gaze, He Antang curled the corners of his mouth, and comforted me instead: "It's okay, the doctor gave me a painkiller injection, and the pain is not so bad anymore."

"What's your blood type?" I looked at him dejectedly, "Can I donate blood to you?"

"you……"

He Antang didn't finish his sentence, the woman who was sleeping beside the bed moved and raised her face sleepily.

"you are?"

The makeup on her face was a little blurred, and she looked at me in surprise.

He Antang looked at her, "Auntie, this is my friend."

It turned out that she was He Antang's aunt, so I smiled at her, "Hi aunt, my name is Cheng Yueguang."

"Ah... hello, hello." He Antang's aunt stood up and straightened her skirt, "I'm really sorry, but fell asleep."

"Xiao Tang, talk to your classmates for a while, and I'll go see your mother."

"Ah."

He Antang's aunt walked away in high heels. I scratched my head and wanted to ask what happened to He Antang's mother, but I thought it was not a good question to ask, so I asked him if he wanted some fruit.

He Antang said he didn't want to eat, and he told me bluntly: "It's not convenient for me to go to the toilet if I eat too much."

I frowned, feeling sorry for him.

He Antang's aunt quickly came back from the outside, carrying a thermos bucket in her hand.

She opened the thermos and gave He Antang a look, "Look, it's still untouched."

He Antang leaned on the head of the bed and said calmly: "Tell her, from now on, I will eat as much as she eats, and if she doesn't eat, I will be hungry."

"..." He Antang's aunt looked at him, probably at a loss for words, "You."

"By the way, your mother will get out of bed soon. She said she would come to see you just now. I didn't let her come because your little classmate was still here."

what?

I stood up nervously, "Can't I be here?"

"No." He Antang's aunt smiled kindly, "Let Xiaotang tell you about this. Do you have lunch here? Go and buy what you want."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." I was a little embarrassed, "I'm not picky eaters, I'll eat anything."

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