Senior Class Three

Kujo and her mother came back from Japan for a week and temporarily lived in her uncle's house. Kan Shu is the only daughter of her uncle's house.There were not many opportunities for the two to meet when they were young, and even after he went to Japan, the opportunities for meeting were even rarer.

Kan Shu had a good impression of this cousin.He usually doesn't talk much, he doesn't say a word when eating, and he is respectful and polite to his elders in life, but he is indifferent and distant to his mother, and he loves to answer.Many times, he would sit alone on the bay window in a daze, his gray hair glistening in the sun, which was very incongruous with his twenty-nine years.

In the morning, the air is fresh and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.Jiu Tiao and Kan Shu arrived in Class 17 together.Kan Shu stared at his weakened body, recalling what happened last night.

The two arrived home, took a bath and went to bed separately, and he suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and knocked on her door, but she ignored her, covered her head with the quilt and continued to sleep.He kept pestering her, and the knock on the door paused, as if hitting her head with a brick.

Aunt told him to go back to sleep and not to disturb his sister.He didn't bother to talk to his mother, and asked her about Fu Yi's condition while knocking on the door.

"Fu Yi went back alone last night?"

"I spit on him, is he angry?"

"Where's my bun?"

"Stop—" she opened the door, stared at the sober boy in front of her, and smiled at the aunt next to him, "Auntie, you go back to your room and sleep first, I'll chat with Brother Jiu for a while."

"Mrs. Zhong, you are not in good health, go to bed early, and don't delay your sister for too long." Kan He looks very much like Jiu Tiao. She is wearing a black silk nightgown, with black curly hair hanging on her shoulders, and has the unique characteristics of mature women. sexy.She and Jiujo stand together, and it is easy to be mistaken for husband and wife by others.

Going to touch his gray hair, he tilted his head and avoided the outstretched hand.She bit her lip, a trace of sadness flashed in her hazy eyes, she confessed to Kan Shu and left.

Kan Shu invited him in and closed the door behind her, "Ninth brother, I didn't mean you. Are you being too indifferent to your aunt? She is also your mother after all."

When she got no response, she let out a long sigh of relief and sat back on the bed.

She couldn't understand the mother and son, the mother was always concerned about it; the son was always repulsed.One nagging for a long time; the other silent for a long time.All in all, one person speaks and the other absolutely does not say a word.It's really not like a mother and child who are connected by blood, but like an extremely hostile enemy.

"Fu Yi went back alone last night?" He sat on the chair by the desk with eager eyes.

"Ah."

The light in his eyes dimmed, "I spit on him, is he angry?"

"Not angry."

"Really?"

"Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to hear the fake?"

"..."

"It really means that you vomited on Dong Lu, but he was not angry; the fake means that when Fu Yi saw you and Dong Lu hugging each other, he was not angry."

"You mean... I mistook Fu Yi and Dong Lu?" He stood up with disbelief on his face.

"If you don't know how to drink, don't... Brother Jiu."

His face turned dead gray, and he walked out of the bedroom straight.Feeling something wet and sticky coming out of the nose, I reached out and touched it, and the index finger was scarlet, winding along the finger crevice to the palm, and finally dripped onto the furry indigo carpet, and the absorption disappeared completely.

Nosebleeds became more and more frequent, and he obviously felt powerless, his body was already broken, and when he did a little bit of physical exertion, the violent dizziness would invade his whole body, making him frightened.I don't know when my blood will run out, or when I will suddenly fall asleep.

"Brother Jiu, what's wrong with you?" Kan Shu's worried voice sounded from behind.

Hearing the sound of her approaching, the bloody hand reached into the pocket of the pajamas, raised his head and said, "Your crystal chandelier is very beautiful."

"Really?" She also looked up at the chandelier, and then turned to look at the bony figure who kept raising her head without getting too tired, "I'll go to your class to have a look tomorrow."

"What's so cool about my class?"

"In your eyes, Fu Yi looks good; in my eyes, Cheng Jing looks good."

"..."

It was not yet class time, only five or six people from Class 17 arrived early. She glanced at Cheng Jing, who was reading quietly, and moved an unoccupied chair to sit next to Fu Yi, "Student, do you remember me? I met one night near the Xingde Bar."

Fu rested his chin and tilted his head to look at the scenery outside the window, not wanting to talk to anyone.

She stretched her neck, with a proud expression on her face, "I'll tell you a secret, I'm Jiu Tiao Zhongtai's girlfriend."

Hearing this sentence, his hand resting on his chin trembled visibly, as if he was quite frightened.

She was very satisfied with the effect, and patted him on the back, smiling like a quirky fox, "I'm lying to you, Brother Nine is my cousin. His mother is my real aunt."

Fu Yi's face was dull, he didn't know how to answer the conversation, and he didn't know why this girl asked him to say these things.

Last night, he witnessed Jiu Tiao hugging Dong Lu, who looked very similar to him, and emphasized twice to sleep with Dong Lu.Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Jiu Tiao likes Dong Lu and cares about Dong Lu.If it's really his girlfriend, it's unreasonable not to help him up when he sees his boyfriend drunk like that.Although he looked drunk, he expressed the most sincere thoughts in his heart.He didn't believe her when she said Jiutiao was her boyfriend.

As for his shaking hands, it was purely because his hands were tired.

She turned her head and glanced at Cheng Jing, her cheeks were flushed, she noticed Cheng Jing looking over, she turned her head quickly, and used words to hide the panic in her heart, "Brother Jiu was drunk last night and mistakenly recognized Dong Lu as you. You and Dong Lu were originally They look alike, and it's dark, so it's easy to mistake someone. Don't be awkward with Brother Nine, okay?"

Misunderstanding him and Dong Lu?

Then he wants to sleep with him?

When they were children together in the hospital, they often slept together and were inseparable.Since he wanted to sleep together, why did he leave without saying goodbye, leaving him alone in the dark night.

Why not give him an explanation from six years ago?Why don't you explain yourself to the wrong person?Instead, let a girl come over to explain?

In the end, I still don't care.

She thought the two of them were just quarreling, and he really wanted to laugh.

Six years ago, because of his departure, he almost ended himself.In the past six years, I dreamed of him countless nights, crying and sleeping, sleeping and crying again.None of the other children in the orphanage wanted to be friends with him.As time went by, each child was taken away by different couples, bidding farewell to orphan life.Only he sent away batch after batch with his own eyes.

Some couples took a fancy to him, and he deliberately showed indifference, with fierce eyes, even wielding a fruit knife to chop furniture everywhere, and his behavior was crude and violent.After a few performances, his reputation became so rotten that no one dared risk their lives to adopt him.

He knew that his parents died and abandoned him; his adoptive parents left secretly and abandoned him.The two abandonments made him lack the courage to live, and he would not give others a third chance to abandon himself.

Jiu Tiao abandoned him once, and he would never let him abandon himself a second time.

Kan Shu tried to say a few more words, Fu Yi stood up, condescending, moved her feet, and signaled that she was going out.She stuck out her tongue and barely moved the chair out of the way.

Before leaving, she purposely turned to Cheng Jing to look at him a few more times. She got some courage, but she turned back and said softly, "Cheng Jing, do you love Kanshu (reading)?"

"Yeah." Cheng Jing replied subconsciously.Thinking that this voice had never been heard before, he turned the book and glanced at her.The girl in front of him smiled brightly and was wearing a Nanmo school uniform. He was sure he didn't know this person, so he stopped wasting words and continued reading.

Kan Shu took advantage of it, walked happily to Jiutiao's seat, and whispered, "Jiugege, although I didn't help you with anything this trip, I did help myself. It's worth it. You, please do your best."

The whole morning, Fu Yi didn't come to class, and Jiu Tiao lay down on the table and fell asleep for a long time.At noon, I went to the school store to buy a bucket of instant noodles, soaked them in the free hot water there, and brought them to the class to eat.

I drank alcohol for the first time yesterday, and ate instant noodles for the first time today.He intends to try his first fight tomorrow.I heard that Zhang Yongqiang in the class fights very well. I wonder if he can knock himself out with a fist so that he won't think wildly.

He took a mouthful of instant noodles, and the greasy taste irritated his throat, and a strong sense of discomfort spread all over his body. He resisted the urge to vomit, and swallowed it in one gulp, unable to taste what it tasted like.

A long-term light diet has formed a habit, and it is inevitable to resist if you switch to other foods rashly.After taking the first bite, the second swallowing was much smoother, and it didn't take long for me to bite the bullet and eat it all with noodles and soup.

There was a burning pain in his stomach, and he felt something go to his throat.Before he had time to run to the corner of the classroom where the trash can was placed, he squatted down and vomited wildly.The instant noodles I ate just now came out intact, and the sauce-colored soup gushed out of my mouth continuously.

He vomited with tears in his eyes and couldn't straighten up.There was no one else in the empty classroom, and his vomit sounded horrible, as if what he vomited was not food, but his internal organs, which made one's hair stand on end.

As soon as Li Youmao stepped into the classroom, he saw him squatting half-squatting, looking like he was dying, so he took a cup of warm water from the water dispenser and handed it to his mouth.His body froze, he smiled slightly, took the water and drank it slowly.After he finished drinking, Li Youmao stroked his back with his hand, and handed him a pack of tissues.

With Li Youmao's support, he sat back on his seat, slumped on the table, and didn't have the energy to speak.Li Youmao took the draft paper and toilet paper to circle the dirt on the ground, put on disposable gloves to grab it, threw it into a plastic bag and sealed it.Then wipe it two or three times with a semi-dry rag, and the ground is completely cleaned.

"Thank you." He gradually regained his strength, forced a smile, and the creases at the corners of his eyes piled up, as if he had aged several years at once.

"I am a labor commissioner, and these are my responsibilities."

Holding his nose the whole time, Qian Youcai, who was standing far away, said, "Be careful when eating, don't eat blindly." Although Li Youmao didn't say anything, the vomit smelled too strong, and few people liked to clean it.He doesn't like cleaning, and he doesn't like Li Youming cleaning either.

Jiu Tiao said: "I will pay attention to it in the future."

Fu Yi, who was hiding under the window, couldn't take a step.

Before Li Youmao and Qian Youcai entered the classroom, he had already heard Jiutiao's violent vomiting.He wanted to rush over without hesitation and bring him a glass of warm water, but he couldn't forgive him for his cruel abandonment six years ago.In a dilemma, it happened that Li Youmao and Qian Youcai appeared.

They were strangers anyway, so why bother.

Going home from school, Kujo walks alone on the street.A bicycle was speeding past him, and he turned sharply to give way. His brain was overwhelmed by dizziness, his vision went dark, and he stretched out his hand to support the low wall covered with purple vines.

The blood from his nose fell, but he didn't wipe it off, and let it drip down.Anyway, there are only two or three months to live, and she will die if she wants to, as long as no acquaintances see her.

"Quickly raise your head." Li Youmao and Qian Youcai were about to go to the place where they were working, and happened to see him motionless, as if they didn't notice their nosebleeds gushing like a fountain.

Seeing his classmates approaching, he immediately raised his head, wiped his nostrils pretending to be belatedly, and opened his eyes seriously, "It's bleeding."

Qian Youcai took the elder brother by the hand, rolled his eyes at him, took something out of his trouser pocket and handed it to him, "There is a pharmacy in front."

At the same time, Li Youmao also took out some things and handed them over.

"Thank you." Jiutiao tilted his head and took the tissue in Li Youmao's hand, kneaded it into two small balls, and stuffed them into his nostrils.

Temporarily stopped the bleeding, he expressed his thanks again, and walked towards the pharmacy.

Li Youmao led Qian Youcai, "On this occasion, you need to give tissues, not money."

Qian Youcai held his head high, "I took the wrong one."

"His health doesn't seem to be very good, he walks unsteadily." Li Youmao stared at his receding back, "He was listless in class."

"You care about him?"

"Jealous?" Li Youmao smiled softly, and said softly, "I just think he looks like Youyong, and he doesn't feel well."

"Hmph." Qian Youcai led his eldest brother away.

……

He vomited out all the instant noodles he ate yesterday, Jiutiao thought it was a problem with the choice of instant noodles, so he chose another brand of health-preserving instant noodles today.

Walking into the classroom with the soaked noodles, Li Youmao exchanged hot meals with him, and expressed that he really wanted instant noodles.

Li Youmao helped him twice, but he was embarrassed to refuse and agreed to exchange with him.

Open the lunch box, the aroma of rice is overflowing.Just about to try it out, Qian Youcai came over with a dark face and asked to buy the meals made by Li Youmao himself.He refused Qian Youcai, and Qian Youcai increased the price from fifty to one hundred. He was indifferent, and other students scrambled to take out their lunch and ask Qian Youcai to buy it.

Qian Youcai was used to the food made by Li Youmao, and looked down on others.Jiutiao would not sell it, so he snatched the lunch box in Jiutiao's hand, spit in it, and then returned it to him.

Jiujo lost his appetite when he saw the delicious food dripping with saliva.

Li Youmao planned to return his instant noodles.Only Qian Youcai smiled and transferred 100 yuan to the fifth building, bought the meals he made by himself, and put them on the table in Jiutiao, smiling maliciously, "Repay you."

Regardless of the past, Jiu Tiao whispered thank you, and put a mouthful of green vegetables into his mouth.

"Hiss..." Several other students said in unison.The food made in the fifth building was surprisingly unpalatable in class 17.If there is an unpalatable ranking list, he is undoubtedly ranked first, and no one dares to compete with him.The newly transferred classmate Jiutiao Zhongtai didn't know whether his reaction to eating was as calm as Cheng Jing's, or his mouth was drooling and twitching like Qian Youcai's.

With a loud "dong", the lunch box in Jiutiao's hand hit the table, the food was poured out, rolled from the table to the ground, and the white rice was scattered everywhere.And Jiujo himself fainted, and the stainless steel chopsticks in his hand hit the ground with a crisp sound.

"Jiu Tiao..." Almost the whole class rushed forward, only Fu Yi who just came in was completely unaware of the situation.

He saw the students messing around, Zhang Yongqiang went out with nine articles on his back, Wang Ruohan went to the head teacher, Li Youming cleaned the ground, Ma Muzhi called an ambulance...

The brain seems to be rotten, and I don't know how to deal with it.What happened to Kujo?What happened to him?Why did you faint suddenly?He wanted to grab Li Youmao's hand and ask, but his feet seemed to be cut off alive, and he couldn't walk, and he was in such pain.

Jiutiao stayed in the hospital for three days, and the students in the class visited the hospital one after another.The only ones who haven't come are Fu Yi, Wang Ruohan and Ma Muzhi.Thinking that Fu Yi really regarded him as a stranger, he felt uncomfortable.

There was a knock on the door outside, thinking it was Fu Yi, he was so happy that he wanted to jump out of bed, the eyes were instantly dark, as if the night came over without warning.His brain was groggy, his limbs were weak, and he fell limply back on the bed.

The people outside probably got impatient, so they just opened the door and came in without waiting for him to respond.

Hearing footsteps approaching slowly, he opened his eyes, saw the face of the approaching person, and closed them again.

Not pay one.

"You seem disappointed to see me." Ma Muzhi stood beside the bed, staring at him and said.

"No," Jiutiao said, "I'm very happy that you came to see me. I seldom have the opportunity to go to school, and the friendship with my classmates is generally not deep."

"I just happened to have something to do with my father, so I stopped by to see you."

"I almost forgot that your father is a shareholder of this hospital." Jiutiao's face was so pale that it was not human-like, and the smile he tried to force was like a grimace, which was indescribably ghastly, "You should know that I don't live long. Bar."

"Hmm." Although the food made by the fifth building was unpalatable, most of them would cause stomachache and slurred speech, but it was impossible for them to be admitted to the hospital for emergency treatment.I just inquired from my father and found out that he is terminally ill and will last until around the time of the college entrance examination at most.

"You are the only one in the class who knows?" He wanted to ask Fu Yi if he knew. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he decided that it would be better to ask in another way.

"Only I know."

"Thank you."

Ma Muzhi's face was soft, and it was hard to see what he was thinking, "I won't tell others, let alone Fu Yi."

Kujo was stunned, and smiled gratefully, "Actually, I should have died a long time ago."

"..."

"When I was 12 years old, I suddenly had an old illness and was sent to one of the most famous hospitals in Japan by my parents. The doctor prescribed a rare medicine for me. I narrowly escaped death and barely survived.

Not long ago, my parents allowed me to go back to China to go to school.The principal of Nanmo agreed to my request, allowed me to go to school in Nanmo, and arranged me in class 17. "

When Ma Muzhi was thinking about the film, "On the first day of school last year, Teacher Shen announced that there were 17 students in the third (20) class of senior high school. In other words, you were assigned to this class very early."

"Did Teacher Shen know that I wanted to enter Class 17?"

"do not know."

Jiujo tilted his head and glanced at him, "How do you know that I like Fu Yi?"

"Because you are very similar to me before, and you often hide behind the person you like."

Kujo couldn't help laughing, "You know, when I was ten years old, a man asked me 'If you only had one year left in your life, what would you like to do most'. My answer was 'With the person I like Together'. Does that sound funny? I don't think about the guy I like at all, and he might not like me."

"..." Hearing his words, Ma Muzhi was stunned.He remembered that when he was ten years old, someone asked him the same question, and his answer was "to be with the person he likes".

Such a coincidence?

Same age, same question and answer?

Suddenly, he remembered that before the end of last year, he pretended to be stabbed by Ye Linchun and was sent to this hospital, where he met Le Yu, a junior high school classmate.He said that someone asked him "If you only had the last year of your life, what would you want to do most?" However, his answer was "Send all the beauties in the world to me", and later, he heard the work in the hospital Happy died the next day of horrific complications, officials said.

All three are asked?

Is it a coincidence or intentional?

Shaking off his chaotic thoughts, Ma Muzhi said, "Are you sure he doesn't like you?"

"..."

"have a good rest."