control violence

Zhou Yi was in a bad mood at first, but when he met this kind of brain-dead who played hooligans on his head, his whole body should feel disgusted. Chen Qingzhe had a confused expression of "I didn't know you were taking a shower" on his face, and his ears were flushed scary But still staring at his body.

Zhou Yi's eyes didn't move down even for a second, he kept staring at Chen Qingzhe's eyes, he tilted his head, and said coldly, "Don't get lost, haven't you seen enough?"

Chen Qingzhe's chest heaved violently for a moment, as if he mustered up his courage and then lost his breath in an instant. He rolled over his Adam's apple but didn't say anything. He turned around and backed out without closing the door.

Zhou Yi was furious. After taking a hasty shower, he turned off the shower, put on his clothes, and walked out of the toilet with a towel.

As soon as Chen Qingzhe saw him coming out, he wanted to go into the toilet without even saying an apology. Zhou Yi stood by the door and punched him on the shoulder. in.

Zhou Yi put a towel on his head to cover most of his face. After lighting a cigarette with his head down, he suddenly leaned forward and spit a mouthful of thick smoke on his face, "Give me an explanation."

Chen Qingzhe was choked by the smell of the smoke and coughed non-stop. Zhou Yi's smoke was strong and hot. He coughed like an asthma attack. It took a long time before he stopped, "I am, I went in to apply medicine."

Zhou Yi moved his eyes down and glanced at his naked upper body. Jiang Hui beat the boy up and was covered in bruises, and the skin was still bleeding from several scratches.

"Nice job," Zhou Yi clicked his tongue inexplicably, "Who allowed you to use the medicine on the windowsill?"

Do you know whose it is.

Hearing this, Chen Qingzhe's hopes for Zhou Yi were completely wiped out. He had mistakenly mistook the beast for a good person, and it was fine if Zhou Yi didn't help him out at noon, so why didn't he even let him apply the medicine.

"It was the medicine I saw first, and no one in the dormitory told me not to use it."

He then said confidently: "My knees are still bleeding, get out of here."

Zhou Yi sneered, and the anger in his heart was provoked by the word "get out". Zhou Yi kicked Chen Qingzhe's knee, causing him to kneel down immediately.

Zhou Yi knelt down and looked at him, "Are you used to it? With this face, you think I can't do it?"

Zhou Yi slapped him on the face, and then slapped him on the other side of the face, pointing at his bleeding knee with a cigarette butt, "Go on, can I use cigarette ash to stop the bleeding for you?"

Chen Qingzhe's legs trembled suddenly, and his toes tensed up like a conditioned reflex. The cigarette butt was very close to the flesh on his knee, so close that Zhou Yi would burn him if he shook his fingertips a little.

"No one told me it was your medicine," Chen Qingzhe almost cried out, "Why blame me?"

"That's Chen Duo's medicine."

Chen Qingzhe froze for a few seconds, and then burst into tears, "He has AIDS! I'm done! I used that pack of cotton swabs, did Chen Duo use them? Are cotton swabs contagious?!"

Zhou Yi looked at him and stopped talking.

"It's disgusting," Chen Qingzhe continued to yell at Zhou Yi as if he had no eyesight: "AIDS mad dog! AIDS! Look at Chen Duo, do you have a brain?"

Zhou Yi pressed the cigarette butt on his knee.

"Ah!!" Chen Qingzhe flinched back desperately, Zhou Yi grabbed his ankle, pressed the cigarette butt and twisted a circle on his bleeding knee, the scorched black smoke scars came out, and the cigarette was crushed out at the same time.

When Zhou Yizhen was angry, he often couldn't utter a word of cruelty. He looked at Chen Qingzhe with a heavy face, and punched him in the ribs, and then hit Chen Qingzhe with his fists one after another. Knowing that he was a little kid, he hit him hard The kind that will kill people, so I stretched my arms and raised some strength, and the strength of the fist was not too heavy.

Chen Qingzhe cried and screamed, and crawled out of the dormitory with his legs hugged. After Zhou Yi taught him a lesson, he stopped and closed the dormitory door vigorously, telling him to go back to his own dormitory.

Zhou Yi will finally understand why Chen Duo sits on the bedside and smokes when he gets emotional. To be honest, it really works, and he really wants to do it now.

He took out his trouser pocket, took out the cigarette case and looked at it.

,empty.

Zhou Yi lay back on the bed dejectedly, covering his stomach with one hand.Anorexia is such a fucking thing that can easily make him impulsive. Just a few words from a brat can piss him off. After he passed the rebellious period, he never fought with anyone because of simple verbal fights. Chen Qingzhe is quite capable. , becomes the first exception.

He used to hear people scolding Chen Duo like this before, but he just got angry a couple of times, thinking that these people's mouths are really fucking stinky for Chen Duo, so he didn't have any other reactions.But after Chen Duo told him the truth unreservedly, when he heard the words "AIDS, mad dog, bastard", his anger rose gradually, and his temper was like a series of firecrackers.

Chen Duo was determined to recite the name to the end, saying that he would bear it until he died. Zhou Yi admitted it and respected Chen Duo's decision, but Zhou Yi never promised that he would endure it and dare to say it in front of him. They will all be beaten, there is nothing to discuss.

After Chen Duo replied to the text message that time, Zhou Yi sent the past message again. Chen Duo could reply a sentence or two every now and then, and the frequency of calling became once a month, but the call time was very short. Not more than 5 minutes.

Zhou Yi didn't know what to say when the phone was connected. After greeting each other, both of them fell silent. Zhou Yi could hear that Chen Duo's tone was very tired. He only had time to call after training at night. People only talk less, coupled with the numbness of tiredness, there is no desire to chat at all.

Chen Duo didn't come back during the Chinese New Year, Zhou Yi replied "Oh" in disappointment, turned off his phone and threw it on the bed, and went downstairs to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

When he was going down the stairs, his eyes suddenly went dark for a second, and his feet that had just landed halfway were lost in an instant. Fortunately, Zhou Yi's body reacted faster than his brain, and he quickly grabbed the handrail of the stairs to support himself, and his movements were embarrassing.

The second he stepped on the air, he subconsciously held back the screaming, so that his parents didn't notice this thrilling scene, but Zhou Qi was right behind him, and he could see clearly. She looked at Zhou Yi's face with a complicated expression. The ankles have become so thin that the joints are protruding, leaving only a layer of skin on the outside.

Zhou Yi sat at the dining table and ate the New Year's Eve dinner without saying a word. He opened his mouth to eat and swallowed very slowly, looking very reluctant. Zhou Zhenhai held back his anger and peeked at him several times, trying not to have an attack.

Zhou Yi ate a few grains of rice and a mouthful of vegetables like a chicken pecking at rice, without touching the meat on the table, stood up with two bottles of beer and said he was full.

Zhou Zhenhai slapped the table suddenly, and roared angrily: "You are the most unlucky one who celebrates the Chinese New Year! You are in a hurry to go upstairs to take drugs, right! What is neither human nor ghost!"

"What are you talking about?" Zhou's mother obviously endured it for a long time, and stared at Zhou Zhenhai with red eyes: "Isn't it just the college entrance examination! Isn't it just a lot of pressure! Do you dare to say that about him!"

Zhou Yi pursed his lips, said nothing, put the beer back on the table, lowered his head and turned to leave.

"Get over here!" Zhou Zhenhai yelled angrily, "If you don't eat all the food on this table! Don't fucking go upstairs!"

Zhou Qi put down his chopsticks and said coldly, "I'll take him to the hospital for an examination tomorrow, Zhou Yi, let's go."

"Where to go, if he dares to take a step forward, I will break his leg!" Zhou Zhenhai picked up a beer bottle and smashed it against the corner of the table, pointing at Zhou Yi with the tip of the glass, "Go back to eat!"

Zhou Yi got annoyed by him shouting, sat down on a chair, brought several dishes in front of him, stuffed them into his mouth recklessly, and swallowed them without even chewing. This time he thoroughly proved that Let Zhou Zhenhai see if he doesn't want to eat it, or if he really can't eat it.

Zhou's mother choked up her throat and shouted don't eat, Zhou Zhenhai kept bringing all the dishes on the table in front of Zhou Yi, and poured them all into his bowl. He vomited, and the undigested food in his stomach rushed back into his mouth in an instant. He rushed to the toilet and knelt in front of the toilet, opened his mouth and vomited it out.

"Ugh..." Zhou Yi tightly choked his neck, frowned and vomited wildly. Zhou Zhenhai was arguing with two women in the living room. He heard Zhou's mother was already crying. Zhou Zhenhai swept the porcelain plates and chopsticks on the table and smashed them all. on the ground.

He vomited out all the things he had swallowed into his stomach, and there was a violent convulsion in his stomach.

Humming, ears can't hear anything, his abdomen is shrunk to almost a layer of skin, his protruding ribs are clearly defined, and a few streams of stomach acid are retched in his throat, and his tongue is so numb that he can't feel it. Zhou Yi stopped slowly after he was able to vomit, and slumped on the ground as if he had collapsed.

Zhou Zhenhai slammed the door and left home to smoke outside. Zhou Qi was comforting his crying mother. Zhou Yi sat for a while before slowly getting up. He moved to the sink to wash his face. When he looked up, he saw himself in the mirror.

She was indeed as thin as if she had taken drugs, her eye sockets were sunken and her skin was sagging, her eyeballs protruded frighteningly, a few purple-red bloodshots were distributed in the whites of her eyes, and her lips were severely chapped and peeled.

Zhou Yi closed his eyes, and walked back to the room expressionlessly like a mummy whose strength had been exhausted.

After his anorexia and hypoglycemia became severe, his insomnia became more and more frequent. He tossed and changed his sleeping position on the bed, and couldn't sleep no matter what. Zhou Yi took out the sleeping pill from the bedside drawer, pressed it, and it was empty.

"Ugh."

He didn't measure his weight even once during this period, and he didn't dare to face the accurate data on the physical examination sheet. He knew better than anyone else that he was so skinny that his back and ribs were hurting him when he was lying on the bed. He had to rely on sleeping pills to force himself to fall asleep.

Several times when Zhou Yi opened his eyes in the morning, he found that even the pillow was wet.Even when he was asleep, the physiological tears that should have flowed still flowed.

The next day Zhou Qi took him to the hospital to see a doctor. After the blood test and physical examination, he was diagnosed with anorexia and was already severely malnourished. The doctor said that he might overeat in the future.Zhou Yi now has to take medicine and do psychological counseling, and has to come to the hospital every few days for nutritional injections and infusions.

To be honest, he was quite impatient after listening to it. There are only a few months left before the college entrance examination, and now he can't afford to waste even a second, so how can he have the energy to do these things.

The winter vacation of senior high school students was only a few days long. At the beginning of school, Zhou Yi went to school with the physical examination form in hand. He went to the office to find the old class and found that he was not there. He put the physical examination form on the table and went back to the dormitory.

Zhou Zhenhai was not the only one who said he took drugs. Jiang Hui talked about it almost every day during this period, and he also joined other roommates to report to the old class, saying that he lost weight because of taking drugs, and saw him gathering with gangsters in the alley Snorting.

The old class came to talk to him as soon as school was over. No matter how euphemistic the words were, the original meaning of this kind of thing was still very hurtful. The old class suggested that he go to the hospital for a urine test, and then submit the report to the school as proof.

There was no one in the dormitory, so Zhou Yi went to the toilet to wash his face, then set up a lazy table on the bed, took off his shoes and went to bed to do the test papers, until it rained lightly at night.

Zhou Yi tends to get sleepy when it rains, so he threw away the pen, stretched himself, took out his cell phone, and sent a text message to Chen Duo.

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