After the Xueba character was exposed

Jian Yao didn't know when he fell asleep, but it seemed that he hadn't fallen asleep, and he woke up as soon as the phone vibrated.

He subconsciously took out his mobile phone, and then realized that the sound was Jiang Zhao's mobile phone alarm.

He turned off the alarm, no sleepiness at all, so he nestled under the quilt in a daze.

Yesterday's scene was too chaotic, Zhang Xuenian's aggressive words kept stimulating his brain, so that he couldn't think normally at all, and now he slept, it didn't feel any better.

Everything happened so suddenly that when he just woke up, he even had an illusion that Jiang Zhao just went out for a morning run as usual, and would pick him up from bed with breakfast later.

But an illusion is an illusion after all.

Jian Yao waited until 06:30, got up, washed, and ate some bread. No one came back with breakfast until [-]:[-].

He packed their schoolbags, sat in the living room and waited until 55:[-] before going to school with two bags.

When he arrived at school, the class bell had already rang, and there were not many people in the aisle. When Jian Yao arrived at the class, the class was completely silent, and everyone lowered their heads to write something. He stood at the door for a moment, turned around and walked in through the back door.

He ignored the gazes that followed him and turned to the back. He saw the small English scroll on the table, and after sitting down, he took out his pen and prepared to start. .

Jian Yao had already made mental preparations when he came. He had received hundreds of messages last night, and was sent inquiries by those people through various channels. There were dozens more this morning, and he chose one without even reading it. key to clear.

Zhao Jin never assigned questions for everyone in the morning self-study. Today, he probably did this to divert everyone's attention. Jian Yao lowered his head and didn't look at anyone, and wrote the questions without saying a word. He heard Zhou Xuanyi's surprise just after reading a few lines the sound of.

"Jian Yao, you're here."

Jian Yao raised his eyes and saw Zhou Xuanyi's expression of astonishment that was so fake, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't say you only saw me now."

Zhou Xuanyi seemed to examine him for a while, then heaved a sigh of relief and laughed a few times: "I didn't pay attention when I wrote the question just now."

Jian Yao didn't want to tangle with him anymore, so he glanced at the empty seat beside him and asked, "Isn't Jiang Zhao here?"

Zhou Xuanyi's tablemate Chen Xiaopang turned his head when he heard this, and turned back consciously after meeting Jian Yao's gaze.

"He came early, with his mother, in the office now." After Zhou Xuanyi finished speaking, he hesitated, "Just the photo from last night..."

"I know." Jian Yao interrupted him.

Zhou Xuanyi shut up honestly, and asked tentatively after a long while: "In that photo...is it really you?"

Jian Yao raised his head, Zhou Xuanyi seemed to be more guilty than him, and immediately looked away, he lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Who else but me."

Jian Yao originally thought that he would feel ashamed when he said this, but when he really said it, he seemed to feel nothing, and even heaved a sigh of relief.

It's too tiring to hide and hide, regardless of good intentions or malice, they have to be kept out across the board. If they even have to be careful about happiness, are they really happy?

Zhou Xuanyi stiffened her neck for a while, then suddenly frowned and said "fuck": "Liu Jiayi, that bitch!"

Jian Yao was taken aback, and looked in the middle: "Where did he go?"

"Office, Jiang Zhao was identified as soon as he came in the morning, and the teacher called him away together." Zhou Xuanyi was still angry, and continued, "He sent the photo to the parent group to incite their emotions. Last night, the group exploded, saying that the school There are problems with education and control, and indulgence of bad phenomena will affect other students... Anyway, there is a lot of trouble, and some parents have called the principal."

Jian Yao was speechless.

Angry at the same time, helpless at the same time.

is it so serious?

Is it wrong for him to simply like each other with someone, so he wants to be closer?

Is it because of their gender?But he doesn't even care about his gender, so why are others pointing fingers?

What are their qualifications.

Anger broke through reason, and for a moment, impulse occupied Jian Yao's mind.He took out his phone with trembling hands, and seeing the few more messages, he knew that as long as he replied to one, it would reach everyone's ears in no time.

He wanted to tell those people that he was in the photo, they were secretly photographed, they were the victims, and they were right.

Jian Yao plunged into the phone, unable to take care of anything, the window beside him was suddenly knocked hard twice.

Jian Yao trembled, turned his head to look over, and met Zhao Jin outside.

Other students also took this opportunity to turn their heads. Zhao Jin stood for a while and then walked in through the back door. Jian Yao was momentarily at a loss.

"Are you quite courageous? I have stood for so long, is it of any use? Still grabbing that thing?" Zhao Jin said and stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

Jian Yao raised his head and looked at Zhao Jin, squeezed the phone and obediently handed it over.

The phone screen was still on, Zhao Jin took it over to look at it and locked it without even looking at it. He put his backhand behind his back, and then the whole class glanced around, and said in a deep voice, "What are you watching? Have you finished writing the question? Call me later in class." Get up and talk."

The students went back to write the questions in unison. Zhao Jin stood majestically for a few seconds before turning his gaze back to Jian Yao.

Jian Yao's heart was beating fast, but he still raised his head stubbornly. He thought that Zhao Jin would call him out, and he was not fully prepared, but he only heard Zhao Jin say: "[-]-word self-criticism, come back after school and change it back." .”

Seeing that Zhao Jin turned around and was about to leave, he quickly called him: "Teacher Zhao."

Jian Yao subconsciously clenched his hands into fists, pursed his lips and asked, "Where's Jiang Zhao?"

Zhao Jin looked calm, as if he was just a curious ordinary person asking him: "Jiang Zhao was talking upstairs with Director Zhang, and something happened last night...Did you help bring his schoolbag?"

Jian Yao: "Yes."

"Helping people carry bags is the reason for being late, isn't it?" Zhao Jin sternly said, "You reminded me to stand behind, without realizing it at all."

Jian Yao was a little stunned. A few words from Zhao Jin seemed to completely separate him from what happened last night. He looked at Zhao Jin for a long time but didn't see anything. It wasn't until Zhao Jin urged him again that he stood up with the English paper. to the end.

Jiang Zhao didn't come back from self-study all morning, Jian Yao stood calmly, put down the test paper as soon as the bell rang, and was ready to go upstairs to find someone.

As soon as he reached the stairs, he was stopped by Zheng Mengyang who rushed down again.

He hugged Jian Yao back, and Zhou Xuanyi also chased him out, and the two of them tugged at Jian Yao from left to right.

Just as Jian Yao calmed down, he felt a little hairy, he frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"Jian Yao, don't go up, Jiang Zhao finally broke you clean, and you will have to make trouble if you go up again."

Jian Yao was stunned: "What do you mean it's broken?"

"You can't see your face in that photo, and the person surnamed Liu insisted that it was you, but Jiang Zhao refused to admit it." Zheng Mengyang was also very angry, but he was more helpless, "This matter has become a big deal, and one of them can be guaranteed." One, the school is also trying to minimize the damage, so we won't get to the bottom of it, Jiang Zhao has already been pushed out, but your side is mainly speculation and rumors, as long as you don't come forward, nothing will happen."

"What about Jiang Zhao?" Jian Yao gritted his teeth, feeling faintly uneasy, "What will happen to Jiang Zhao?"

"Jiang Zhao..." Zheng Mengyang paused, "I just heard they were discussing, it seems that they are going to suspend school..."

Jian Yao felt that countless bolts of lightning split behind him, and the sharp cracks cut his back, making him unable to speak a word due to the pain.

Why?

With these words in his mind, he pushed Zheng Mengyang away and insisted on going upstairs.

Zhou Xuanyi grabbed him, and Zheng Mengyang stood in front of him: "Jian Yao, Jian Yao! If you go up now, maybe you will have to rest, so what about your grandma? There are more people in their generation who care, how do you tell her? "

Zhou Xuanyi also persuaded: "Calm down, will it be useful for you to go up now? It will only become more and more chaotic, and no one will be able to close the scene by then."

"Jian Yao, rumors can't be sealed. Fortunately, your face can't be seen clearly in the photo. If you really recognize you, the rumors may reach your grandma one day. My mother almost gave you the news yesterday. Grandma is calling. And Jiang Zhao's mother, who has been standing by the side just now, if she is provoked and runs to your house to make trouble, what will you do?"

The two of you talked to each other, Jian Yao's tense shoulders slowly collapsed, and he lowered his eyes to look somewhere on the floor: "But we are right."

Obviously nothing wrong, but nothing can be done.

The fantasy of the future is so beautiful that he even forgot what kind of reality they exist in.

It turns out that there are so many pairs of eyes around them, and it turns out that they all have so many shackles.

The three leaned against the wall, Jian Yao didn't speak, Zhou Xuanyi and Zheng Mengyang followed suit.

Spring has just entered, the cold brought by the deep winter has not dissipated, there is no sunshine in the corridor, only the biting cold wind, the students are hiding in the classroom, occasionally a few run out, look at them and leave in a hurry .

Jian Yao's hands and feet were cold, he stood with his head down and his eyes blank, and a figure came out from the stairs.

Jian Yao thought that when he saw Jiang Zhao again, he would be angry and frantic, and would rush to ask him why he took the responsibility on himself. Can't they bear it together?

But now he only has grievances and sadness, which are filled in his heart, and even his breathing is heavy.

He found that there were many forked roads before them, but no matter how carefully he chose, each road led to the same ending.

Before Jian Yao moved, Zhou Xuanyi and Zheng Mengyang grabbed him quietly first.But he still took a step forward, and before he could speak, he saw the person coming out behind Jiang Zhao.

Zhang Xuenian stopped at the top of the stairs, staring at Jiang Zhao walking forward, she also saw Jian Yao, disgust appeared in her eyes immediately, Jian Yao's mind went blank for a moment, and when he regained consciousness, he had already retracted his feet.

Zhang Xuenian watched Jiang Zhao enter the classroom, took a deep look at Jian Yao before turning around and leaving, Jiang Zhao came out quickly after entering, with an extra bag in his hand.

Jian Yao knew what that meant.

When Jiang Zhao walked out of the school, Zhang Xuenian had already started the car on the side of the road and waited for him. Seeing him sitting in, he asked in a deep voice, "Did you make it clear?"

Jiang Zhao looked out the window and said nothing.

The car drove out smoothly, and the campus of the No. [-] Middle School quickly disappeared from sight, but he still watched, clenched his left hand into a fist and put it under the schoolbag, trying to protect the temperature in his palm.

He opened his schoolbag and took out his phone. There were dozens of message notifications on the top of the WeChat icon. When he clicked in, he found that they were all from different people, but he only saw the one at the top.

Y: Would you give up?

Jiang Zhao frowned in distress, moved his fingers, and looked up at the driver in front of him: "Where do you want me to go?"

"What's the rush?" Zhang Xuenian said indifferently, "Get some rest first, I've made an appointment with a doctor for you, and you'll see a doctor first during this time."

Simply incomprehensible.

Jiang Zhao lowered his eyes and said coldly, "I'm not sick."

"You'll know if you wait for the doctor to see you." Zhang Xuenian's tone was not good, and she glanced at the rearview mirror impatiently, "Put the schoolbag in front and turn off the phone, don't use it in the future."

Jiang Zhao looked at the phone, the chat interface with Jian Yao was still in front of him, the input box was clicked, and the word "wouldn't" was put on it, and it hadn't been sent yet.

He suddenly remembered that in the corridor just now, Jian Yao held his left hand tightly, and said in a trembling voice, "Don't go."

He knew that if he replied like this, Jian Yao would be firmly nailed to him, and would stay in the shadows and wait for him.

"Hurry up, what are you dawdling for?" Zhang Xuenian urged, and turned the steering wheel impatiently.

Jiang Zhao turned off the phone, stuffed it into his bag, and threw it on the passenger seat.

Jian Yao thought he could see Jiang Zhao again.

When Jiang Zhao left, he only took the bag with him, not even the books stacked on the desk.

He thought that Jiang Zhao would go back to school to tidy up the books on the table, or go back to the shabby house to organize his things. He would rush back to the shabby house to take a look after school, but he didn't meet the person he wanted to meet. There is no change in the furnishings.

He even suspected that if he hadn't brought the schoolbag out of the shabby house, he might not even have the chance to see Jiang Zhao for the last time that day.

Jiang Zhao seemed to have disappeared suddenly. Except for his name on the top of the wall of glory, he could not be found anywhere else.

Later, this name was also covered with a cardboard.

Jian Yao spent a few days in a daze, until his grandma called him that night and said that Jiang Zhao's uncle had contacted her to withdraw the rent, and he had to accept this reality.

He didn't wait for Jiang Zhao to come, but instead waited for Zhang Wenbin to sign the rental contract with Jian Yao instead of Jiang Zhao.

There was nothing written in the contract, but Zhang Wenbin turned it back and forth several times. When he had to put down the pen after a long delay, he finally heard Jian Yao say, "Do you want everything here?"

"My sister said no need." Zhang Wenbin raised his head after signing his name, "I don't have anything else, I can buy new ones."

Jian Yao stopped talking, he lowered his head, and saw the cat running to his feet again.

"...Take the cat away." Jian Yao said, "It's not easy for me to raise it alone, and I may not live here anymore. Uncle...can you help me raise it?"

The cat seemed to understand something, raised its head and barked softly at Jian Yao, and Jian Yao squatted down, stroking its back to help it smooth its fur.

Zhang Wenbin agreed without thinking.

He helped Jian Yao tidy up the cat's supplies, and he stopped talking several times, but he still didn't say anything in the end.

He felt guilty towards Jian Yao, such a sunny boy, he came to their house to pay New Year's greetings with a smile on his face a while ago, and picked up the cat by the way, but he completely changed in a few days.

After packing up the things and putting them at the door, Zhang Wenbin carried the cat bag on his back. After thinking about it, he said, "If you need help in the future, you can ask Uncle. If Uncle can help, I will definitely help."

Jian Yao nodded, stared at the cat for a long time, and when Zhang Wenbin was about to turn around, he called him again.

He pursed his lower lip and asked, "Do you think the same as Jiang Zhao's mother?"

Zhang Wenbin looked at him, and finally sighed: "Little Jane, ideas change with people, you don't understand if you are not a parent, our generation originally disapproved of your kind, I probably just don't express opinions That kind, if you just tell me whose child is a homosexual patient, I will let it go, but if it is from your own family... which parent will agree?"

Jian Yao lowered his head, wanted to refute but couldn't find any words to refute, he no longer knew how to resent or hate, in just a few days, all his impulsive blood was forced to settle down, replaced by helplessness that could not dissipate for a long time .

"How old are you, and the feelings at this time are mostly impulsive. When you go to college and society, there will be so many people of all kinds, and you will know how small your circle is now." Zhang Wenbin patted him on the shoulder, speaking earnestly Said, "You are still young, and you can meet more people in the future, but my sister is different. Although I am her younger brother, I have already married. After we get married, even if we are brothers and sisters, we are two families. You may not I understand so well... my sister only hopes for Jiang Zhao."

Jian Yao pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled.

But he only has one Jiang Zhao.