Plaid shirt and star armor

"Sister."

"Come in, close the door."

Fu Qianshu closed the office door, walked to the sofa, and subconsciously patted his body several times before sitting down properly.The part-time counselor saw a blood clot on his forehead, and hurriedly opened the drawer to find a box of Band-Aids, and said, "Let's make it simple first, and then go back to the school hospital for debridement, do you hear me?"

"Need not."

When his senior sister saw that he was stalking his neck and trying to speak forcefully, she couldn't get angry, and pressed him out in a ghostly manner, and stuck a bandage on it, Fu Qianshu gasped.

"Being honest?" The senior sister said with a sneer, "Just now you played against me, can you get it by beating someone first?"

This Ph.D. senior is also a quasi-classmate of Tu Dao. She has always had a good friendship, and Fu Qianshu's academic level stands out among all the undergraduates, and she is very popular with everyone in the team.The senior sister cherishes talent, but when she saw that Fu Qianshu's face was still blue and purple under the rolled-up sleeves, she pressed the center of her eyebrows anxiously and said:

"What's going on, you can tell it again."

"Didn't Qu Meng tell you earlier?" I didn't expect Fu Qianshu not to cooperate, "Anyway, I eliminate harm for the people, and I will be punished... If you have nothing else, I want to see if I can find the lost things. return."

"Stay there!" The senior sister glared at him sternly. Although Fu Qianshu obeyed her orders, his appearance was neither humble nor overbearing, and his tone softened. "I want to punish you intentionally, so why not just listen to his nonsense first? Your dormitory." The other two roommates called you at the end after they had finished talking, just to beware that the counselors everywhere behind Qu Meng would also be in cahoots with you, don’t you know that the topic of school violence attracts more attention.”

Fu Qianshu let out a sigh of relief, and said shamelessly, "I've caused trouble for Senior Sister."

"It's good to know," the senior sister turned her pen around, "are you willing to talk about it now?"

The water boiled, and before she got up, Fu Qianshu unplugged the power, took a pot and poured boiling water into the teacup for her.He put the drink in front of his senior sister, and then said: "——Qu Meng, you have been targeting me very much."

Taking the lead in isolation and arrogance of talent - the senior sister saw Qu Meng's cloudy eyes, that kind of pretended to be pitiful but proud when she turned her back, and knew how fake the stigma he put on Fu Qianshu's head.

You are well-behaved, living an excellent and kind life, and you may encounter similar unexpected disasters one day.Innate genes, growth process, social environment... These factors for analyzing personality distortions can be used by professionals, but not by the general public. If they are abused, they will excuse the perpetrators and be suspected of harming the victim a second time.

Senior sister Fu Qianshu was lazy to find out why Qu Meng hated him. Maybe Fu Qianshu reminded him to pay attention to his personal behavior out of good intentions, which made him lose face. Maybe it was someone who pushed him aside when Fu Qianshu called out friends. With all the things that Qu Meng didn't have.But he never fought for it, he just stood by the stinky ditch, obsessed with how to destroy others.

"You never react to me with such outrageous behavior?" The senior sister hated iron and steel, "I am your counselor, so I am so untrustworthy?"

"No, senior sister," Fu Qianshu said without hesitation, "I discussed it with Lu Qi and the others, and we all felt that there was no need to waste time on 'dealing with' him, and before that he said a few sarcastic remarks—a classmate in the university There are very few intersections, and the only one who knows his personal situation best is his roommate, and the grade involved in the investigation, it is estimated that it will be difficult to verify the truth, and after weighing it, I really don’t want to disturb you.”

"It's the dog's day," the senior sister couldn't explain, "It's like a piece of chewing gum sticking to the sole of a shoe!"

Fu Qianshu "..." with rounded eyes, said euphemistically, "Senior Sister calm down, do you drink chrysanthemum tea?"

"Drink Jiebao," the senior sister almost wanted to poke him, "Why don't you give half of your current calmness to that moment? He deliberately destroyed your things, and I will add fuel and jealousy to run around and maybe transfer you to a dormitory in peace. Today you If you punch first, the whole building will come to eat melons, no matter who you change, you will inevitably eat melons—a real hammer has been turned into a scapegoat, and my head is bald!"

Fu Qianshu responded with an "um", looked up at her, and sat up straighter.

The senior sister thought for a while, and said: "In the past two days, it is likely that people will be sent to the hospital for separate interviews. In this way, you should tell Teacher Tu about this as soon as possible, and let him come forward to slap you and get rid of your step. I just I put pressure on Qu Meng, he didn't dare to talk nonsense with his real body, then I took the initiative to persuade him to transfer you out of the dormitory, he kept saying that you squeezed him out, and he didn't agree to the ready-made opportunity to "get out of the sea of ​​suffering", he just waited Get skinned?"

"There is a problem with his personal style," Fu Qianshu said seriously, "He will still make trouble in other dormitories."

"You really like to worry about others," the senior sister blinked slyly, and said with a smile, "Ann, don't you like picking soft persimmons? I'll put him in the upper two classes of students."

Women are really not easy to mess with - Fu Qianshu admires his senior sister so much.

"That's it?"

"it is good."

The senior sister went back to the desk to look for the watch. Seeing that Fu Qianshu relaxed visibly with the naked eye, she smiled helplessly and said, "You idiot, put your heart in your stomach. I'm not blind, of course I'm on your side."

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Fu Qianshu sullenly stood up and bowed to her.

"Go quickly, the box you lost—" The senior sister couldn't bear it, hesitated for a second, and said, "It's cold at night, I really can't find it tomorrow."

Fu Qianshu couldn't understand what she meant, but this time he didn't respond, but thanked her again, closed the door for her and left.

Her junior, the girl sits down and considers her words, preparing to explain the whole story to her superiors, while thinking, don't look at the appearance of a straight man who can make people angry, and his degree of forgiveness can be called Buddhist, but in fact he is indeed sensitive and stubborn in some aspects surprising.

Recalling how miserable Qu Meng was beaten into a dog, the gossip soul of the senior sister was burning, caring so much, could it be some decoration from his girlfriend?

+ + +

"Does your senior sister have something to eat and drink that she likes?" Lu Qi said, "When our problem is solved, let's buy something for her together?"

The boss nodded repeatedly at the side: "Yes, a girl's family has been working hard all day long for a monk temple, and maybe one day they will meet someone even weirder than Qu Meng."

"She's a hundred times better than those who make muddy mud," Fu Qianshu said, staring at his toes, "I knew I should have told her the truth, but I endured it to this point and exploded, as if all my previous efforts were wasted... Oh, I'm sorry, I'm tired of you."

He was really sorry.

Lu Qi looked at him with the eyes of "what are you talking about", and said: "Which one of us is with whom, share the blessings, share the troubles, and apologize to brother? ——You ask the boss, if you didn't He is fighting, I will go to work hard in the morning!"

"Yes, it is tolerable, which one is not-tolerable?" The boss racked his brains and finally memorized the old saying completely.

The three of you looked at me, I looked at you, laughed at the same time, and walked out of the administrative building with shoulders crossed.The last time these three peace-loving cobblers used force was when Qiu You beat up gangsters in the subway.Fu Qianshu was very worried about his roommate blaming him for being reckless, and also worried about whether his classmates would complain after passing by. Seeing the green light and flashing of the mobile phone, he opened his hand to check. In addition to asking about his health, he also witnessed the scene. Investigators are willing to come forward and testify.

Many students didn't even say a few words to Fu Qianshu.

"Everyone is very worried about you." Lu Qi looked over his head and said.

The boss couldn't feel the subtle excitement in the air, and said, "What are you going to do now? Eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat," Lu Qi stepped on him, "you know how to eat! Let's accompany Tieshu to clear the wound first!"

Oh, the boss slapped his forehead with "Hi" and said, "Yes, debridement, debridement."

"Go and eat," Fu Qianshu said, "I'll see if I can get the box back."

"Someone in the class asked Qu Meng, prevaricatingly saying that he threw it away and forgot about it long ago, you see, there is no one downstairs—" the boss said stubbornly, "or, forget it, forget it..."

Lu Qi winked at him and dragged him away.

Fu Qianshu smiled gratefully at him, stood where he was, and waved to the two, telling them not to worry.Only when the roommates were gone, the light in his eyes dimmed little by little.

Their classes in the afternoon continued, and the sanitation workers at the school worked extremely hard. If they missed an afternoon, it would have been enough for the cleaning staff to go back and forth at least twice. Fu Qianshu praised the cleanliness and tidiness of the dormitory enclosure, but now he would rather be slowed down and live in a garbage dump. OK.

Fighting is an act of venting emotions like wild animals. Qu Meng's nose was bruised and his face was bruised, and he walked with a limp, but Fu Qianshu didn't take advantage of it.His skin and flesh from being attacked were burning hot, and his head was empty, as if he couldn't hear or see anything, and he only mechanically repeated the movements of raising his hand and punching again.He seemed to be drowning, hugging a piece of wood in a daze, Fu Qianshu turned his head slowly, and looked into a pair of star-like eyes.

Fu Qianshu stopped as if waking up from a dream. His heart was like a woolen fabric that had been washed in a washing machine. After soaking in water, it was tightly wrinkled.He rushed downstairs, frantically rummaging through the stinking trash cans.

No.

It was agreed to replace the temporary storage and arrange them properly, but he lost them.

Fu Qianshu let out a long breath, and looked up at the electronic screen on Youth Square. The screen had been malfunctioning repeatedly all year round. It was supposed to be playing a school promotional video, but it got stuck halfway, half of it was a freeze frame, and half was Dazzling snowflakes.Not far in front were a few members of the roller skating club who were doing regular practice, and the sound of friction between the wheel board and the ground could be heard endlessly.

He sat down by the flower bed in great frustration. In fact, he thought that he could go to the garbage recycling station behind the pedestrian street to try his luck, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead and he couldn't stand up.Maybe it's because he also understands that the possibility of success is very slim.

The phone rang.

"Hello?" The wind hoarse his voice.

Cen Jingming laughed, and he could almost imagine Cen Jingming's smile: "Where are you? I'm free tonight, and I'll bring you something delicious to feed you."

no!Cen Jingming must not be allowed to see his ghostly appearance now!What's more, he also-

"I can't do it today, I'm sorry," Fu Qianshu said, "I'm catching up with my homework in the library, and I might not be able to come out before the library closes, and it's due tomorrow—"

Cen Jingming didn't speak, only his breathing was beating with his pulse.

Fu Qianshu thought he was disappointed, and was wondering how long it would take for his bruising to heal, or when he made up an excuse to make up an appointment to meet tomorrow, Cen Jingming said, "Are you busy?"

"Yeah, I'm very—"

Fu Qianshu was stuck, because the lost screen started to work again, and the same sound as in the video came from his receiver.

Fu Qianshu jumped up like a tail on fire, almost staggered, and managed to stand still.

He pulled up the hood of the sweater and shrank behind the dense street lamp.

"Are you avoiding me?" Cen Jingming walked under the dim light and said.

"No."

"Then why are you lying, Xiaoshu," Cen Jingming said irresistibly, "Come here."

I hit a ghost—no, it was worse than hitting a ghost.Fu Qianshu thought inexplicably, and said in a trembling voice:

"Cen Jingming, I lost your painting." He tugged at the rope of the hood, "I lost it all..."