How did Xiao Ming die?

After that day, the delinquent boy missed three days of classes and missed the campus festival.

Of course, I am not CArE.

Three days later and three days later, after school, it rained heavily.

There were quite a lot of people waiting in line for the taxi, so I decided to stop at the bus stop after thinking about it.

He lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, feeling that someone was behind him in line.Even though it was just a glance from the corner of the eye, even I can conclude that the man behind him with his head covered in bandages is a delinquent boy.

After all, it was quite difficult to be beaten so badly like him.

The light on the phone screen went out, revealing the shadow of the person behind.

Sure enough it was him.

As a senior pretender, he has a unique set of routines in receiving people and things.

Adhering to the first rule of the Secondary School that was popular in all major middle and primary schools in the 90s - "Don't look at each other first, don't say hello first, and don't smile first", it is the core of my neck and correctly implement the three no principles Thought.

You ignore me, and I ignore you.

At this moment, a hand was on my shoulder.

It was I who turned my head, and the young man leaned forward and leaned over, "Student, can you get in the car quickly?"

Less routine, more sincerity.

It was I and the boy who got into the car, and there was no place.

It was raining, and twice as many people were traveling by car than before.By the time of the next stop, the car was already full of people.

The teenager was injured, and half of his arm was in a plaster cast.He was holding the ring with one hand, and someone bumped into his wound from time to time.I don't know if it will hurt, but on his calm face, it can't be seen that he is uncomfortable.

The lip color is pale.

But I was still playing with my phone with my head down, and moved my hand to the armrest of the seat in front of me.

Maybe he did it on purpose, because he happened to surround the young man in front of him like this.

The boy realized that it was me who blocked the crowd for him, so he turned his gaze to me.

It was I who was playing with my phone intently, "Thank you."

"Thank you."

It's because I don't know which stop the boy will get off at, but his home is far away, and there are still five or six stops.

It was hot and humid in the carriage, and I couldn't be more calm if I was so calm.

In order to help the young man build a safe small space, it is my shoulders and arms that are sore.

There is no way, the first thing to pretend to be a good person is to be a good person.The red scarf on the chest is more colorful.

It was I who stood up straight and stretched my muscles. At this moment, the aunt in front of me got out of the car.

It was Zhen and the young man who just surrounded this position. The two of them stared at the empty space, and neither of them moved first.

"Sit down." It is I who think that we should take care of the old, the young, the sick and the disabled.

As soon as the words fell, there was a bang, and the boy sat down without saying a word.

It's my complexion that doesn't change, but a small barrage of bullets popped up in my heart.Why is this brother still sitting down? !At least give it a go, symbolically!

The young man didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did, and there was an indescribable candor in his eyes.

"Are you sitting?" said the boy.

It was I who twitched the corner of my eyes, "How can I sit?"

I saw the young man's body on one side, half of the seat was vacant, "Sit together?"

Less routine, more sincerity.

Shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh, the two of them swayed along the bus.

It was I who discovered that the young man next to him was not stingy with his words, and seemed to be very easy to get along with.For example, now I have heard that the boy cooked noodles with strawberries last night and heard that the day before yesterday I made some instant noodles in the coffee at noon.

"Can that stuff be delicious?" It was I who frowned.

The boy was serious, "I cook delicious food. I am developing new dishes."

Putting two sticks of parsley on top of shit is the way I feel.

The boy didn't care about my cold reaction, and he talked about last Wednesday with great interest, "Wow, let me tell you, I made an almond tofu by myself last Wednesday, and the DJ guy actually put salt in it, it pissed me off .Thanks to my good temper, I only kicked and broke three of his ribs."

When I heard it, I became more energetic, "What is the taste of salt in almond tofu?"

The corner of the passerby's mouth twitched, no matter how he heard the conversation, he felt that the focus should be on breaking three ribs!

"I haven't tried it." The boy didn't think there was anything wrong, and continued the topic of almond tofu, "Almond tofu should be sweet, and those who put salt are evil. This is the same as salty rice dumplings."

It was me who smacked his lips, he is not strictly a sweet pie, but he has never tried salty pies, "Maybe the salty ones are also good..."

I didn't say this word, but I was taken back by the youth's murderous aura instantly.

It was I who quickly changed the subject, "How did you get this injury?"

"Work injury."

"Are you still working?"

"I have been working for 11 years!"

The big brother in the back row couldn't complain, "This kid looks only 15 years old!" '

But I don't think there is any flaw in this at all, so I carefully analyzed, "Are you...are you engaged in intelligence work?"

The boy is serious, "sometimes he is also responsible for purchasing arms and serving as a tour guide for Taliban bases."

'Hello! !Don't talk about smuggling arms and sneaking into bases so down-to-earth! 'The big brother in the back row lowered his head and tried to pick his feet in order not to let himself complain.

It was Zhen who admired her so much, she nodded, "It's great, I can make money by myself at a young age."

'The slot is not there!Make fun of me, bastard! ! '

The young man was quite moved, "bRoTHer, you actually believed me like that. I asked the class teacher for leave that day and told him that I was going to put two bombs in the warehouse in Nagano, Yamaguchi, but he didn't approve my leave."

"How can this be!" I was surprised, "Such a legitimate reason!"

"That's right!" the boy was distressed, "He won't count me as skipping class until I show him the newspaper about the big bang today."

"Hey, I understand you."

"That's why I was touched." The young man grabbed Zhen's wrist, "I've grown up so much, I don't have any friends yet. We hit each other very well, and I found that I love talking to you!"

"You're pretty good at talking."

"No, no, the main thing is that you can understand me! We match! Big brother, who are you!"

Is it my death?" He sneered, "I'm just an ordinary person."

"Impossible!" The boy smiled domineeringly at the CEO, "You must be someone who can attract my attention."

Is it my death?" He squinted his eyes, "Okay, a few days ago someone said that I am the Emperor God."

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!" The boy suddenly realized.

"Do you know what a god is?"

"do not know."

"I do not know either."

The big brother in the back row couldn't take it anymore, "Everyone is welcome, come and stop these two junior high school boys!" ! ! ! '

At the same time, in the front row, I and the delinquent boy turned their heads to the back together, staring at him with their eyes turned.

The big brother in the back row was frightened by the [-] volts, and he was in a daze, "How did you hear that?"

"You said it out loud, idiot." The two said in unison.

Since then, I have discovered that this bad boy has formed an indissoluble bond with me.

You can meet him in the supermarket, you can meet him in the subway, you can even meet him in the toilet.

No, just as I was about to lock the door, the young man yanked it open.

"Why?" It was Zhen who had a slightly disgusted expression on his face, kept moving his hands, took off his pants and sat down.

The boy got into the toilet cubicle and locked the door from the inside, "Student, please do me a favor."

It's me sitting on the toilet, squinting my eyes, "Is there something I have to say here?"

"Isn't this just a coincidence to meet you?"

"Say."

"Can you help me with my homework?"

It was I who raised my eyes, "Tutoring?"

"That's right." The young man said seriously, "Isn't there just a quiz on Friday? I've been in class for two weeks anyway. Although I came here to experience life, I don't want to do too badly in the exam."

"Oh." My boss said reluctantly, "Where do I start to make up?"

"It's my first time to go to school, so you can make it up from the beginning."

"..."

Three seconds of silence.

"Are you constipated?"

"go out!"

Although I am not a very enthusiastic person, I do not reject approaching him with good intentions.

When he is not sleepy.

I was very sleepy that day, and the delinquent boy rang the doorbell of his house with a box of textbooks.

It was Zhen's sister who opened the door. After a while, I heard the sound of little feet running up the stairs.

Wow, wow, wow, the boy dumped all the books in the box on the ground.It was Zhen who was lying on the carpet to catch up on sleep, frowning and opening his eyes.

"Your arm is healed." It was I who stared at the boy's arm from which the cast had been removed and said.

The young man stretched his muscles and bones, "Well, I stayed in Japan for half a month this time, just to recover from my injuries. I'm almost healed."

"But your eyes..."

"Oh..." The boy touched the bandage on his left eye, "The enemy used a new type of thermal weapon, which burned my eyes. Actually, my eyesight is very poor now, and I can't even see your faces clearly."

"I see..." I was helpless, "Now you are talking to my pillow..."

"What?" The boy was confused, "Then... Where are you, classmate?"

I buried it in the book.

After all, it's just a small test, and I just listed a few major knowledge points for the test.

Looking at the delinquent boy who was concentrating on his desk, I suddenly had some insight.

He felt that although this young boy behaved dangerously and seemed difficult to get close to, he was actually quite cheerful and had a very serious attitude towards life.

This is where I am a little different.It is what I want to do, and I will do it seriously.Once it's something he doesn't think is necessary, he doesn't do it at all.

If it were me who came to school just to experience life at this moment, he would not have dug out all the textbooks for the first grade of junior high school to study.

Too serious.

"You..." I said hesitantly, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"En?" The boy raised his head, "Did I bother you?"

"It's okay." I yawned, "You can stay at my house tonight."

After finishing speaking, I went to bed and fell asleep first.

In the early morning, I felt a rustling sound behind me.

just sleep?I frowned.

The young man moved lightly, and got into the bed with a cold air.

It was I who moved away and gave up half of the pillow, "If you are cold, put your hands on my side."

"En!" The young boy was very happy, hugged Zhen, and fell asleep.