I got pregnant after A became O in front of my rival

The person who spoke was really flattered. He said in such a disdainful tone in front of the students of No. [-] Middle School that "No. [-] Middle School is like this", no one would feel comfortable listening to it.

A boy with a bad temper asked directly, "What do you mean?"

The person speaking heard someone scolding him, and became interested: "Just tell the truth."

He always thought that No. [-] Middle School were just good students with glasses, submissive, and no temper. In fact, what he saw was the same. What's the use of good grades? Average, but mediocre.

"With you like this, how can you hold a sports meeting?" He said, lowered his head, saw a figure, but was taken aback, "Jiang Zhihuo?!"

Jiang Zhihuo supported the ground with one hand, leaned back, raised his chin with a relaxed posture: "Long time no see."

Zong Bei thought this person looked familiar from the very beginning, but after recognizing him again, he remembered: "Aren't you He Xiezhou?"

He Xiezhou's face darkened on the spot: "Are you really in No. [-] Middle School?"

Jiang Zhihuo: "Huh?"

The people around heard the conversation and asked, "Brother Huo, do you recognize him?"

"I recognize you, a junior high school classmate." Jiang Zhihuo said in a tone that didn't want to recall the past at all, "I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Fuck." As soon as He Xiezhou saw Jiang Zhihuo, he could think of those things in the past. Jiang Zhihuo clearly didn't say anything serious, but He Xiezhou always felt that he was severely humiliated by the other party's indifferent eyes, and his expression became more and more serious. Gloomy, with a surge of anger in his heart, he raised his hand without saying a word.

The two people who came together knew He Xiezhou's temperament, this was obviously the rhythm of doing it!The two of them didn't want to come here to familiarize themselves with the competition environment and cause trouble, so they quickly stopped him: "Brother He, don't, don't, this is in someone else's school."

Jiang Zhihuo usually doesn't easily get into conflicts with others. He used to have a good temper with everyone except Yan Mu. Even if someone did have conflicts with him, he mostly laughed it off.

Today was uncharacteristically, with a naked/naked/naked look of disgust hanging on his face, without a trace of concealment, he let out a sneer.

He Xiezhou was even more angry, and remembered the same contemptuous look in that alley a few years ago.

He immediately shook off the hand that was holding him, and he was about to rush in front of Jiang Zhihuo.

However, at this moment, someone grabbed his wrist, his jaws were hard, his elbows were bent, and a standard grappling movement restrained him effortlessly.

There is a cold voice in my ear: "There are too many people here, if you want to fight, you can change the place, I will accompany you."

He Xiezhou raised his head in amazement, the person who captured him had cold eyes, and his palms were only held falsely, but he couldn't move. His calm and composed appearance was in stark contrast to his embarrassment.

He Xiezhou exhausted all his strength to be able to shake off his hand, covered his wrist that was constantly aching due to the twisted joint, and took several steps back one after another.

Yan Mu lowered his hand calmly.

The playground is big, and there are many people. They run circles and train separately. Not many people noticed the sexiness here, and at this moment, they were forcibly suppressed with Yan Mu's sudden appearance.

Jiang Zhihuo was already ready to do it, anyway, it's not that he never beat He Xiezhou, this person owes him a lot, and he would be dishonest if he didn't beat him.

But he didn't expect that Yan Mu would come to help him.

But at this moment, Yan Mu was standing, Jiang Zhihuo was still sitting on the lawn, standing and sitting, the playground lights were pale and slanted down, and the hideous red marks on Yan Mu's hands were very clear in his sight.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Jiang Zhihuo took Yan Mu's hand, he tried to avoid the red marks as much as possible, but the area was too big, from the palm to the arm, and it was inevitable to touch a few places.

Yan Mu's arms subconsciously shrank.

"Hot," he said.

"Hot ass, do you think I'm blind?!" Jiang Zhihuo's tone was a little offended.

Yan Mu didn't speak any more, and didn't intend to explain.

Several people in the relay team thought that Yan Mu appeared suddenly, and didn't pay attention to other things. They didn't see burn marks on Yan Mu's arms until they heard the conversation between the two.

"I'll go, what's wrong with Yan Shen?"

"Is the water hot enough?"

"I have water here, why don't you flush it?"

"You are a thermos cup! Hot water!"

Hershey Zhou: "..."

No one paid attention to him.

The feeling of being ignored was irritating, the pain in his wrist subsided a bit, and he wanted to move again, and the two younger brothers grabbed him again.

It's okay to mess around in your own school, but it's really okay to make troubles in other schools!

"Brother He, calm down."

"Go back and talk, go back and talk!"

This person is too annoying, the shadow is dangling in front of him, Jiang Zhihuo squinted at him, and said in a disgusted tone he had never had before: "I remember I said, don't let me see you again."

That look was exactly the same as the one in the alley before. He Xiezhou wanted to make a move, but he didn't dare to take half a step forward, so he could only say harshly: "Just wait."

"Heh." Jiang Zhihuo sneered, "You asked me to wait when I was in junior high school. I waited for a long time. Do you dare to come?"

When the two were talking, no one in the relay team dared to speak.

Brother Huo was angry.

Although I don't know why...it sounds like a grudge from junior high school.

The aura was too strong, they didn't dare to ask anything, and saw that Jiang Zhihuo didn't care about He Xiezhou who left angrily, moved aside, pulled Yan Mu down, and took out some wet wipes from his bag.

Wipes are useless for any injury, but at least a cold compress on your hand can relieve some pain.

"What's going on?" Jiang Zhihuo asked again.

"It's okay." Yan Mu said.

"Tsk." Jiang Zhihuo pressed on the red mark with a wet tissue, a little water stain appeared, and the coolness mixed with the pain under his fingertips.

The third time.

Red marks appeared on Yan Mu's hands three times.

The first time was the day I came back from the hospital.

The second time I ran into Feng Zhi making a move on the road, that day Yan Mu even helped him block the customer who was pestering him so hard.

The third time, this time.

Jiang Zhihuo didn't notice it the first two times, but at least this time, he saw very clearly that the red mark appeared on Yan Mu's hand after touching He Xiezhou.

But when he asked again, Yan Mu still said, "It's fine."

Jiang Zhihuo didn't ask any more questions at all, lightened his fingertips, and carefully wiped the red marks with a wet towel.

He was too serious, Yan Mu also looked down at him.

The atmosphere between the two forms a field that no one else can step into. They are clearly surrounded by each other, but they are isolated from the outside.

A boy saw the injury on Yan Mu's hand was really shocking, and couldn't help but want to ask, but after meeting the cold eyes, he retreated one after another, and didn't dare to ask.

It's scary, only the school bully can get along with the god of learning like this.

Girl A quietly moved to Zongbei's side.

Zong Bei and Jiang Zhihuo are classmates in junior high school, and they also know the foreign school who just came to make trouble.

Girl A asked in a low voice: "Zong Bei, did that guy just have any grievances with Brother Huo?"

"Em..." Zong Bei nodded in embarrassment.

Some things did happen between He Xiezhou and Jiang Zhihuo, he only knew the general plot, not the specifics.

Zong Bei gradually became acquainted with Jiang Zhihuo when the head teacher started a one-on-one learning support plan in the third year of junior high school.

Before that, he only had one impression of this school bully who always sleeps in class, is always late, and often skips classes.

--Fear.

There is no other reason. In the second year of junior high school, Jiang Zhihuo beat up a class teacher and his son He Xiezhou.

No one knew the exact reason, the school didn't tell anyone, Jiang Zhihuo and He Xiezhou were not in the same class, no one knew why they had conflicts.

What everyone knew was that Jiang Zhihuo beat someone outside the school, and it was said that the beating was very bad, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and one foot was sprained and he couldn't walk.

In the past few days, Jiang Zhihuo was called to the Academic Affairs Office many times. Everyone thought he was going to die. He beat someone, and the one who beat was the head teacher’s son. I heard that he was related to any leader of the school, so there was no need to wait for the results. Definitely not dropping out or being suspended.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhihuo was fine after several visits. Not only was he not punished, but he didn't even write a self-criticism. In the end, it was the head teacher and He Xiezhou who left.

At that time, everyone was young, and Jiang Zhihuo himself didn't give much explanation. Seeing such a result, everyone had only one thought——Jiang Zhihuo's backstage must be very tough, and if he beat someone, he would be fined. Get that guy out of school.

Anyone, all, no, can, provoke, him!

After that, the school bully's reputation was solidified in the school, and no one dared to talk to school bully Jiang again.Even the teacher started to stop caring about him, skipping classes and letting him skip class, and never said a word.

As a classmate, Zong Bei was also very scared at first.

His location is close to Jiang Zhihuo, and he can't forget the day of the rumored fight, Jiang Zhihuo walked into the class wearing a dirty school uniform jacket, and lay directly on the table, his whole body was cold.

It wasn't until after the third year of junior high school that Zong Bei and Jiang Zhihuo became acquainted, and then he felt that the rumors in the school were really unreliable. Brother Huo was obviously enthusiastic, cheerful and righteous, and fighting and kicking out people must be misinformation.

But in fact, at that time, they didn't dare to contact Jiang Zhihuo. Apart from saying that he had a strong background and that he should never mess with him, there was another rumor.

"I heard that Jiang Zhihuo is gay. What He Xiezhou said was...he got involved with Zhu You from our class. Zhu You admitted that he was gay. Jiang Zhihuo did it for Zhu You."

Everyone in junior high school is not differentiated, and the number of Alpha and Omega is really small. Regarding sexuality, most people are used to distinguishing from the perspective of Beta, and they are still divided into boys and girls.

At that time, Zong Bei only wanted to study quietly and stay away from school bullies. He hid rumors and fear of school bullies well and did not show it.

But that day, he actually saw two people walking together in an alley near the school, not too close or far away.

Zhu You was a head shorter than Jiang Zhihuo, walking on his left side, holding his hand by the corner of his clothes.

This action wasn't too ambiguous, but after the exaggeration of the homosexual rumors, no matter how you look at it, it feels wrong.

No one dared to ask Jiang Xiaoba in front of him, so Jiang Zhihuo naturally didn't explain this rumor much.

But then one day, Zhuyou's classmates stopped coming to school.

As a qualified friend, Zong Bei never mentioned this in front of Jiang Zhihuo from the beginning to the end. Brother Huo is the Brother Huo he knew, not the Brother Huo in the rumors, and it has been many years. These words were later suppressed by "Jiang Xiaoba actually stepped on the line and was admitted to Lincheng No. [-] Middle School".

Besides, Brother Huo was still chasing the school belle some time ago!How could it be gay!

"I'm not very clear about the details." Zong Bei said truthfully.

After he finished recalling, girl A was no longer in the mood to care about the grievances with the man from the other school, and stared straight at the two people who were shrouded by the lighting on the opposite side.

Jiang Zhihuo was still applying the wet towel carefully, his lips tightly pressed.

Yan Mu raised her hand, rubbed his hair, and explained, "I dare not tell you."

Jiang Zhihuo looked at him, and said solemnly: "Then it goes without saying."

Girl A: "Oh!"

The school bully loves the god of learning!

The god of learning touches his head to kill!

It's so good! !

Jiang Zhihuo didn't pay attention to He Xiezhou's affairs, he didn't care, he could beat him up once, and now he can beat him up a second time.

Back at the residence, Jiang Zhihuo lay on his side/on the bed, and clicked on the search bar of the browser.

"Red marks on hands after touching"

"Touch the Red Mark"

"can't touch"

Jiang Zhihuo changed a round of keywords, but none of the web pages that popped up were related to it. Some said it was an allergy, and some said it was a stress response, but the stress response only targeted behavior and did not produce red marks. Everything else is an advertisement for treatment.

After searching for a long time, I found nothing, there is no such statement and case.

Jiang Zhihuo threw the phone aside, put his arm on his eyes to block the light.

Stupid, can you go to Baidu if you are sick?

The red mark couldn't come out for no reason, there must be a triggering condition, Yan Mu didn't tell him, only said that there is no rule of law.

Could it be a coincidence that the red marks appeared after meeting He Xiezhou?

But it was the same when the red marks appeared last time, Yan Mu didn't touch anything, only people.

But it doesn't make sense to make the assumption that you can't touch other people or you'll get hurt.

He could touch Yan Mu, they slept on the same bed, and they had such intimate contact, even if they had a fight with Yan Mu, it would be fine.

"..."

Forget it, no one is in a hurry, I am worried about a hammer here!

Jiang Zhihuo patted his face, took a change of clothes, went to the bathroom to take a shower, dried his hair, dried his clothes, and lay on the bed without closing his eyes for a long time.

Although comforting himself in his heart, Jiang Zhihuo still knew why he cared about this matter.

There are no untouchable cases on the Internet, but he has seen people with this disease.

Brother Qin can't be touched by anyone.

At the beginning, Qin Mu told him that he couldn't go out because of this. At that time, he didn't understand anything. He joked that Young Master Qin was delicate and mother Qin raised him too well.

Qin Mu was so angry that he ignored him for several days.

But in a piano competition a few days later, a little girl who was about the same age as them came on stage with Qin Mu. The girl pulled Qin Mu, but Qin Mu threw her hand away as if being burned.

After getting off the stage, Yun Zhou saw that the palms and backs of Brother Qin's hands were red and in pain, and his arms were twitching.

He immediately apologized to Brother Qin.

After that, he tried not to touch him, because it would hurt, and he would wear gloves when he had to.

He didn't want Brother Qin to be hurt.

Jiang Zhihuo let out a long sigh, and drove an almost impossible idea out of his mind, forcing himself to retract his thoughts and close his eyes to sleep.

The author has something to say: let me speak slowly.

(Hey! I miscalculated, I didn’t write a kiss post!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!)

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Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Lan Weilan, Da Keke ~ 1;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!