looking back inadvertently

After school time, the gates of the school are bustling with people from junior high school and high school. They are basically walking in a hurry without looking sideways.

Liang He didn't say a word, if it wasn't for Zhao Zhuoyang blocking the front, he didn't even want to waste a look on the other party.

Shen Zhe didn't understand the conflict between them before, but he could tell at a glance that the visitor was not kind, so he couldn't help frowning.

"Is he messing with you?" Zhao Zhuoyang glanced at Shen Zhe and then back to Liang He, "You two together?"

"It's nothing to do with him." Liang He stepped forward, clenched his fists secretly, then turned back and said to Shen Zhe, "You go first, eat by yourself at night."

"Fine, leave him alone," Zhao Zhuoyang picked up before Shen Zhe answered, "We can't go to the East Lane and have a good talk in this kind of place."

Liang He understands what this means, isn't it just a fight?But it's despicable for him to bring several people to challenge him. Thinking of this, Liang He's first reaction was not fear, but contempt.

Zhao Zhuoyang moved half a step away, Liang He did not hesitate, and was about to follow.Shen Zhe tugged at his sleeve: "Why do you want to go with him?"

"It's okay," Liang He still didn't intend to elaborate, "you can go first."

Shen Zhe's hand was pulled away by Liang He. He stared at the other's leaving back and stood still for a moment, then immediately turned around, passed through the crowd at the speed of the 1000-meter test, and flew back to the school.

Zhao Zhuoyang put his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely in front, humming a little tune.No matter how you look at this posture, it doesn't look like you are going to fight, but just wandering the streets doing nothing.After walking for a while, he turned half his body and shouted at Liang He: "Walk so slowly, are you afraid?"

"Scared." Liang He was not angry with him, "I'll follow you, who told you to walk so slowly."

"Tch," the other party ignored the choking words, and did not speed up his pace on purpose, "The tone is quite loud."

The East Lane is actually called "Nanhua East Street". It is not far from the school, and the remote road is narrow and difficult to pass. It is called "East Lane" by students for short.Because it is a small road where few people go, it is often a place for students to have a fight—of course not only in their school.Liang He seldom walks this way.

As for Zhao Zhuoyang, it was certainly not the first time he came here.

"What do you mean?" Liang He looked at the alley that ended at a glance, "Using more to bully the less?"

Zhao Zhuoyang sneered and took out the lighter and cigarettes, which were still "Zhonghua" brand, and said calmly: "Don't look down on people."

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and he couldn't say a few words clearly, but Liang He heard it, and his "brothers" just watched, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

So fucking sick.

The red light of the cigarette butt was flickering on and off, and the time passed by every minute and every second. Liang He didn't want to spend it with him, and was about to ask again, when a loud shout came from behind: "What are you doing!"

"Fuck," the buddy with a red mark on his face looked into the alley, "Why is Lao Li here? "

"Lao Li" is the dean of the high school department. The last time they were making trouble outside the school, he scolded them severely after he found out about it, and today they actually met each other again.

Zhao Zhuoyang took a deep breath reluctantly, extinguished the remaining cigarette, still threw it under his feet, rolled it lightly, and then squinted his eyes to look at Director Li who suddenly appeared.

"Zhao Zhuoyang, you're smoking again!" the man blushed angrily, "Do you still look like a student?"

Zhao Zhuoyang silently glanced at the boy wearing glasses next to him.He was wondering where the dean had such a keen sense of smell, it turned out that he was tipped off.

"Would you like one, Lao Li?" He handed a cigarette to the dean with a playful smile.

"Be serious!" Lao Li slapped the cigarette from his hand.

Shen Zhe stopped at Liang He's side: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Seeing the situation, Liang He made a rough guess, "Did you call Teacher Li?"

"Of course, what if we don't fight?" The sky darkened, and his expression was vague when he spoke.

Liang He inappropriately thought of the matter of being sued by Shen Zhe before, this person is really keen on small reports.

Due to the intervention of the dean, Liang He's expected "fight" did not happen, and several people were just taken back to school for education.

Liang He was passive and was not severely reprimanded. Moreover, Zhao Zhuoyang didn't seem to tell about his punching him, and Director Li didn't know about it at all.

The night before the school sports meeting, there was no evening self-study. After school that day, Liang He went home directly and passed by the dumpling shop, which was full again.

I recommended this place to Shen Zhe before, and the two agreed to come together, but I met Zhao Zhuoyang, and I didn't think about it again these days.

"Son," the shopkeeper called to stop him, "You ordered dumplings last time and didn't take them away, right?"

"Ah?" Liang He didn't take that matter to heart at all. They were the ones who caused trouble for each other. "Last time... I'm sorry."

"Oh, young people are just impulsive," the old man continued, "I'll pay you back the money."

"No, thank you," Liang He was even more ashamed, "I forgot it myself."

"It's okay, you students, money is tight, we can't ask for money for nothing."

"I really don't need it," Liang He repeatedly refused, but the other party still insisted, "Why don't you make another one for me today?"

The store owner's eyes lit up, and the lines around his eyes spread out with a smile: "That's okay too! Just wait!"

Not long after, Liang He took a dumpling wrapped in a carton, warm in his hands.

"Try it again, it's delicious, bring your classmates with you!"

"Okay," Liang He thanked the shopkeeper, and just as he took two steps, another voice came from behind him, "Don't fight anymore!"

"Ah."

He picked up the lunch box and went back to the entrance of his own corridor. There was a figure he didn't want to see squatting in front of him, blocking his way.

Zhao Zhuoyang was actually feeding A'hua a small dried fish, and there was no one else around.

As soon as Liang He saw him, he turned his face and wanted to make a detour and go in later, but Ah Hua yelled, ran away from Zhao Zhuoyang, and came to his feet.

"Hide from what?" Zhao Zhuoyang noticed his movements, "Did I trouble you?"

"Who knows." Liang He was not afraid of him, but he was too lazy to talk to this kind of person.

"You still have a bit of backbone." Zhao Zhuoyang stood up and snorted lightly, "at least not like your classmate who wears glasses, who knows what's going on behind the scenes."

Hearing that Shen Zhe was mentioned, Liang He stood still and looked at the other party squarely: "This matter has nothing to do with him."

"Okay, you still protect him? He is more thoughtful than you." He was silent for a while, and habitually took out his cigarette and lighter, "Do you smoke?"

"Don't smoke."

"Haven't smoked?" Zhao Zhuoyang reversed the previous violence, and talked about the routine with great interest, "Try it, and you're not at school."

His attitude today was quite polite, Liang He was a little more patient: "My grandma doesn't like the smell of cigarettes."

"I'm still a grandma at such a big age... your baby?"

Liang He's face was half dark, and he raised his foot to leave.

"Hey, just kidding," Zhao Zhuoyang stretched out his arm to block it, "I still appreciate people with filial piety, after all, I respect elders the most."

Liang He didn't believe his words at all: "You?"

"Except for my dad." He puffed in the other direction, "How about making friends?"

"What?" Liang He didn't know for a moment whether there was something wrong with his ears, or Zhao Zhuoyang's brain was flooded.

"What disgusting expression do you have? It's not that you will be asked to do something after making friends. Let's just write off the old grudges."

"It doesn't matter," Liang He said with a cold expression, "Just don't bother my friend anymore."

"Which friend of yours?" he asked, "Is that really stupid... or the little boy who made a small report? I can only keep one."

"you--"

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to tease you anymore," he moved the cigarette slightly, "Don't you think I'm a mess with society, okay? I used to fight for violence and peace! Wen Hao was drinking too much that time. It's over... Besides, he'll finish that shit when he makes it clear, who is to be blamed for deliberately misunderstanding?"

Liang He thought to himself, your attitude is not the way to make people talk well.

"You're so powerful," he continued to complain, "you came up and swollen half of my face, why can't I settle with you?"

"How many helpers do you need to settle the accounts?"

"What helper...that's my buddy, he's used to following me, how can I bully the less in a real fight?" He muttered angrily, "You're such a good boy, just stab Lao Li there."

Liang He didn't know how true his words were, anyway, as long as he stopped making troubles, it didn't matter what the other party thought.

"Don't throw the cigarette butts on the ground," Liang He glanced at his feet, "there is a trash can over there."

Zhao Zhuoyang was stunned for a moment, and then broke out into a series of unbeatable smiles: "I'll go, what kind of moral model are you? There are no little red flowers in elementary school, right?"

"Fuck you," Liang He passed in front of him, "do what you like."

"Okay, let's be good students too."

Liang He ignored him, turned around and went upstairs directly.As for whether the other party picked up the cigarette butt and threw it away, he didn't bother to ask.

Ah Hua also caught up from behind, quickly dodged, and got into the shoe rack at the door.

The author says:

I always feel that the more I write, the more embarrassing it becomes, and I can't grasp the psychology of teenagers, so I'm not sure when it will be updated next time, maybe a few days later, and the later content probably needs to be adjusted.