My deskmate always wants to heal me

When he came back at noon, He Chu didn't ride a bicycle, and the bicycle was still in the school, so he still walked to school in the afternoon.

He thought that the young master next door might not go to school in the afternoon, but he didn't expect that when he left the house, the young master next door also came out.

The two did not say hello to each other, and walked up the alley again one after the other.

He Chu walked faster, Zhou Xun walked slower, and walked into the classroom without saying a word all the way.

There is a half-hour break between afternoon class and evening self-study, and most people don't go home for dinner.

At noon, Zhou Xun told Uncle Chen that he would not go back to eat at night, because he did not leave after class. He did not have a meal card, so he could not go to the cafeteria, so he could only go to the supermarket, but Zhou Xun was too lazy to move, so he simply stopped eating. He took a sip of water and put it on the table.

Zhao Qinghao walked to He Chu's table and knocked on it: "Let's go, let's eat."

He Chu was looking for a meal card in his schoolbag, Zhao Qinghao raised his chin to Zhou Xun: "Let's go together, little cousin."

Ever since Zhou Xun knew that his relationship with He Chu's nephew was well-known throughout the school, he felt a little guilty. Hearing Zhao Qinghao's words, he touched the tip of his nose: "I'm not going, you go."

"What's wrong, it's still not good, you don't even eat?" Gong Lixiao also walked over and glanced at Zhou Xun.

Because of the "unclear" relationship between He Chu and Zhou Xun, they naturally included Zhou Xun in their small gang. After all, this is the first person to let He Chu sit and sleep with him so far.

"No appetite, don't want to eat, you go."

He Chu found out the meal card, got up and walked out.

Gong Lixiao and Zhao Qinghao looked at each other, they were still in love this morning, why didn't they speak again?

The two followed, and before they walked out of the classroom, someone shouted at the door: "Zhou Xun, who is Zhou Xun, your grandpa is here to deliver your meals."

After the voice fell, Uncle Chen appeared at the door of the classroom carrying a thermos.

More than half of the people in the classroom had left, but there were also some people who brought their own food and didn't go to eat. When they heard someone delivering the food, they all looked up, with curiosity in their eyes.

Uncle Chen glanced around the classroom, and when he found Zhou Xun, he showed a smile on his face, and then walked towards Zhou Xun with his thermos in his arms.

The old man who is about to be 80 years old has all white hair, his back is slightly bent when he walks, and he walks not very fast. It will inevitably make the boys and girls who are seventeen or eighteen years old who are having a good time feel unspeakable softness in their hearts.

"This is the new grandpa who collects waste in our alley, right?" A boy in front of Zhou Xun's left suddenly said something, his voice was very low, but because the classroom is very quiet now, everyone listened. Clearly.

Hearing these words, Chen Bo suddenly seemed to think of something, and his wrinkled face instantly turned red.

Zhou Xun looked in the direction of the boy and frowned.

Uncle Chen walked to Zhou Xun's table, put down the thermos and opened it, then brought out the vegetables and porridge inside and placed them on the table.

"Come on, Xiao Xun, let's eat." Uncle Chen took out his chopsticks and handed them to Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun leaned back in his chair and looked at Uncle Chen, but didn't answer.

Everyone in the classroom focused their eyes on this corner, whispering to each other.

Chen Bo coaxed in a low voice: "What's the matter, Xiao Xun, is there something uncomfortable?"

Zhou Xun looked at Uncle Chen for a while, then took the chopsticks and started to eat. Uncle Chen looked at him and told him not to choke on some porridge.

Zhao Qinghao gave a "tsk" and said, "Look at how they are treated."

Gong Lixiao bumped Zhao Qinghao's shoulder: "Why, envy, let your mother come and give it to you every day."

Zhao Qinghao hurriedly shook his head: "Forget it, I have no luck."

"Let's go." He Chu withdrew his gaze, turned and left the classroom, Zhao Qinghao and Gong Lixiao hurriedly followed.

The three went downstairs, and Wei Zhe was leaning against the wall playing with his mobile phone. When he saw them, he straightened up: "It's so late? The cafeteria should be out of food."

"Zhe'er, let me tell you, it's Lao He's little cousin, his grandpa came to bring him meals and sent him to the classroom." Zhao Qinghao hooked Wei Zhe's shoulder and conveyed to him in real time.

"Huh? Meal delivery? How did he get in? Isn't the school not letting outsiders in?" Wei Zhe's focus can be described as quite peculiar.

"You don't care how he got in here." Zhao Qinghao sighed, "Look at his father-son relationship, and look at my mother's face that wants to slap me eight hundred times every day. There is no harm if there is no comparison."

A few people said a few words and quickly changed the topic, and started talking about other things. You talked to me until we left the restaurant after dinner. Wei Zhe asked He Chu: "You haven't talked all night. ,What's wrong?"

He Chu said lightly: "Because you are too noisy."

Gong Lixiao: "Do you know that you offended three at once? Do you look down on us and think we dare not beat you?"

He Chu: "I really didn't think about the consequences. I just told the truth. There are more and more people who can't listen to the truth these days."

Gong Lixiao immediately rolled up his sleeves: "Come on, let's fight, three fights one, let him see who is making noise."

"Don't." Wei Zhe sneered, "Three against one, you think highly of Lao He too much, if you accidentally smash the face of this school grass, all the girls in the school will drown the three of us even if they spit at each other."

"Yo, Zhe, when did you end up on our side? Aren't you on the school's side?" Zhao Qinghao snorted.

When Gong Lixiao heard this, he felt that something was wrong: "No, then I'm also on the side of the school grass, and I'm not bad in appearance, but I'm sorry for Haozi, who has been fighting alone in the ugly camp."

After Gong Lixiao said this, Zhao Qinghao chased him up the teaching building.

Wei Zhe went back to the classroom on the second floor, and the three of them went up to the third floor. The evening self-study was about to start, and most of the people in the classroom were already seated.

"He used to collect waste in my area. The textile factory belongs to the courtyard. He even visited my house. My mother called him during this time, and he said that he would not collect waste in that area." A boy named Ma Xiaoliang said.

"Yes, I also remember that my factory is next to the affiliated courtyard of the textile factory. My dad often asked him to go to my factory to collect things. That grandpa... is very pitiful." The other boy who spoke deliberately emphasized his tone.

"It's so embarrassing to collect waste products at such an age, and my grandson drinks Evian." A girl suddenly said this, and looked back at Zhou Xun.

This girl is Qiao Xue, the literary and art committee member of the class.

Just as Zhou Xun unscrewed the bottle cap to drink, his hands paused, his eyes drooped, and when he saw the letters evian, he instantly felt that the water was hot.

Zhou Xun took a sip of water resolutely, then screwed on the cap and put the bottle on the table.

After seeing the so-called Yiyun, several people who were quietly watching him showed indescribable expressions on their faces.

In a small place like Chen County, there are many rich people, and there are also many people who can drink Evian, but someone who drinks Evian is obviously for the sake of his poor self-esteem, and they look down on this kind of person.

Zhou Xun was puzzled, is Chen County so small?

It was so small that in one classroom, several Uncle Chen came to collect the waste products.

"So-and-so's pair of shoes cost thousands of dollars, genuine." Another person said.

Zhou Xun looked down at his shoes.

Indeed, thousands of dollars.

And he has a shoe cabinet for these thousands of dollars of shoes.

Zhao Qinghao frowned: "What's going on?"

Adolescent children are arrogant, young and energetic, and when they encounter injustice, they roar. The elderly grandpa collects waste products, but the grandson enjoys it to the fullest. This kind of thing arouses everyone's chivalrous hearts.

Zhou Xun felt that he should be nailed to the target now, riddled with holes from the arrows.

Zhou Xun got down on his stomach, put his head in his arms and closed his eyes, feeling quite novel.

All he had seen before were people who kept showing off in order to show how much money his family had. He had never seen this kind of person who sneered at him for the sake of an old man.

In the past, those people would only say "Zhou Xun, your shoes are from last season, they are out of date, and mine are the latest models, limited worldwide".

Zhou Zichen often borrowed his shoes and clothes to wear out, saying that he has a face, and if his outfit is less than tens of thousands, he will be laughed at.

Zhou Zichen never returned the clothes borrowed by Zhou Zichen. Of course, even if he returned them, Zhou Xun would never ask for the worn clothes again.

When he came to Tianshui Lane, Zhou Xun only brought these few pairs of shoes. He really likes these pairs of shoes. As for those clothes, Zhou Zichen bought them from abroad. He didn't have to wear his own clothes either. If he wore that on the first day, he might be kicked out by these outraged classmates.

Thinking of this scene, Zhou Xun almost laughed out loud.

He Chu saw Zhou Xun lying on the table with his head down, looking like he was beating eggplants with frost, and squinted his eyes: yes.

He Chu walked back to his seat with a calm face, and when he pulled the chair away, he made a moderate noise. There was a moment of silence in the classroom, and the people who were talking also shut their mouths.

The relationship between He Chu and Zhou Xun's nephew is known to the whole school. Zhou Xun is a freshman, but He Chu is not.

Chen Haolin from class [-] is a well-known thorn in the school, everyone avoids him, but the last time a student in the class offended Chen Haolin and was forced by Chen Haolin to lick the soles of his shoes, He Chu said "too much", then Chen Haolin It's really nothing.

Subduing others without fighting made He Chu's image in the class even more mysterious. Coupled with the bonus of the school grass title, everyone was still quite afraid of him.

"It's very free, isn't it?" Zhao Qinghao walked in from the back door and walked to his seat. "Students, study hard and make progress every day. They are all high school students with quality. Why are they so talkative, like old women in the countryside."

"Who are you talking about, Zhao Qinghao?" Qiao Xue stood up suddenly, her face flushed, "Say it again."

Zhou Xun opened his eyes instantly and looked over, why is there a small theater here?

Is it that exciting?

"Ah?" Zhao Qinghao, who was about to sit up, paused and touched his neck, "I didn't mention you...I, I just said it casually, you see yourself bumping up..."

"You..." Qiao Xue's eyes were red with tears in her eyes, she turned around and ran out of the classroom.

Zhao Qinghao: "..."

What the hell is going on? Why did he leave her crying?

Gong Lixiao sighed and patted him on the shoulder: "Catch him, nothing will happen."

Zhao Qinghao had a constipated expression on his face, grandma, why is he so small.

Zhao Qinghao didn't forget to give Zhou Xun a hard look when he walked out the door.

Zhou Xun: "..."

Is it none of his business again?

Should he make a cameo and come out and admit his mistakes?

As soon as Zhao Qinghao walked to the door, Qiao Xue came back again, her chin raised, and she walked past Zhao Qinghao with a cold face, she swung her ponytail proudly, and slapped Zhao Qinghao all over the face.

Zhao Qinghao is so depressed, Qiao Xue is considered tall among girls, he is considered short among boys, the two of them are about the same height, it is a torture to him physically and mentally.

Zhao Qinghao returned to his seat aggrieved, and did not forget to turn his head and stare at Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xun: "..."

Who did he provoke.

Forget it, or no guest appearances.

Zhou Xun smiled at Zhao Qinghao, and Zhao Qinghao gave him a little thumb.

It's also interesting to be rescued.

When Zhou Xun looked back, he caught a glimpse of He Chu out of the corner of his eye. He Chu still looked extremely indifferent, reading with his eyes downcast, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, as if he didn't care about everything that happened around him.

Zhou Xun was suddenly blessed. It turned out that He Chu also saw him the same way as these people, so he was angry for no reason.

After all, living across a wall, He Chubi's little moral guards in his class would only see more.

But this person was more sullen, he felt sorry for Uncle Chen, but he just didn't say anything.

Zhou Xun gave two "tsk tsk" and kicked He Chu's stool: "Hey."

Hearing this lazy voice, He Chu slowly twisted his fingers before looking up at him impatiently, as if he didn't want to say a word to him.

Zhou Xun looked at He Chu with his chin raised in his hand, and smiled like a spring breeze: "Are you suffocated?" Why do you think he is so willing to see him unhappy?

"What?" He Chu didn't know why, and looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Xun smiled meaningfully, choking you to death.