Suppress me, mark me [rebirth]

Nearly 10 o'clock, the sun above the head is burning brightly.

The sun scorched the plastic runway, and the burning smell gradually rose from the ground, making people dizzy.

"Brother Cheng, the water is here, the water is here." The younger brother came back from the playground and handed the water over with a stern face.

He Yicheng was already in a bad mood, but now that he was scorched by the sun, his face became even more ugly: "You're just dawdling with water like this, bitch..."

The younger brother's face immediately darkened by two points.

He Yicheng didn't notice it, he took the water cursingly, unscrewed it, and under the gloomy eyes of his younger brother, he drank most of it in one go.

Neither of them noticed that the bottle of water had been opened before the younger brother got it.

Before he finished drinking the water, He Yicheng casually threw it on the ground.

When I got up, I originally wanted to go back to the dormitory to lie down for a while, but when I thought that I might run into Wen Yanwan, my face immediately became very ugly.

After hesitating for two seconds, he turned his head and went to the school hospital, planning to just grab an empty bed and sleep.

On the runway, the hurdle race is halfway through.

During the intermission, the sweet voice of the announcer suddenly came from the audio system: "The award-winning students who participated in the men's 5000-meter long-distance race two hours ago, please quickly gather at the rostrum for the award ceremony."

After the voice fell, the announcer paused, and then repeated it twice.

Wen Yanwan got up from the shade of the tree, half of his slender figure was rubbed on Lu Chaosheng's body.

He turned his head, stretched out his hand to Lu Chaosheng naturally, with fine lines on the palm, and smiled: "Let's go, I'm going to receive the award, my little champion."

The long-distance running champion has a reward of 300 yuan, and can also add 20 points to the score wall of his class.

There was a lot of noise on the rostrum, and the monitors of each class were crowded in front of the score wall, counting the scores of their own class.

The physical education teacher counted the heads on the scene: "Why is there one less? Who else hasn't arrived?"

The student cadres compared the list of results, and then looked at the faces of everyone, with unnatural expressions: "It's He Yicheng, No. 2 in this year's long-distance running."

This student leader happened to be a third-year student, and He Yicheng's reputation was so bad that even though he had never dealt with the other party, he still knew He Yicheng's face.

There are other projects that are in a hurry. The physical education teacher thought about it for a while, and immediately decided not to wait.

"Come, come, come here, all the students participating in the long-distance running." The physical education teacher waved to everyone and stood them up in order of ranking.

The student cadres immediately stepped forward and stuffed each of them with a super large red cardboard, on which was inlaid the amount of each person's award in gold letters.

Surrounded by the noise of people, Wen Yanwan leaned against the wall with his arms folded, with a languid figure.

The shadow draws an arc for the line of his side face, the facial features are three-dimensional and beautiful, and the eyebrows and eyes are thick and black.

Across the bustling figures on the rostrum, he precisely fixed on that familiar thin figure, his eyes were filled with gentle warmth that he hadn't even noticed.

The little campus reporter went online again at this time. He pointed the camera at the crowd and shouted loudly: "Everyone should look a little happier, laugh and laugh, and get ready—is the pork fat?"

The principal, dean, physical education teacher and other leaders all smiled happily: "Fat—"

Lu Chaosheng: "..."

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Wen Yanwan: "...Pfft."

After taking the photo, Lu Chaosheng was stuffed with three soft girl coins by the student cadres, and then he was kicked out of the stage.

There is no packaging, very simple.

Seeing that Lu Chao was born, Wen Yanwan immediately straightened up to meet him, and stretched out his hand naturally.

The corners of the mouth are hooked, the thick black eyebrows are full of smiles, and Lu Chaosheng hooked his shoulders: "Didn't you smile pretty before, why are you still so serious when you take pictures now, huh?"

While speaking, all the breath was spit on Lu Chaosheng's side face, his body temperature was slightly hot, and he was extremely intimate.

Lu Chaosheng looked sideways at him.

Being too close, Wen Yanwan even had a clear glimpse of the graceful arc across the air at the moment when the long and slender eyelashes were lifted up.

Down below, there are those familiar beautiful eyes, as cold as the bright moon.

Wen Yanwan was dazed for a moment.

The next moment, there was a sudden cool touch on his neck, forcing his jaw to lean sideways.

The two cold moons also disappeared from the field of vision.

Lu Chaosheng put his fingertips against the three banknotes and pushed Wen Yanwan's face aside.

Under the stench of banknotes, the blood flowing in the neck feels slightly warm to the touch.

Wen Yanwan immediately grasped his fingertips, grabbed the banknote with the other hand, and rubbed his fingers lightly twice, making a "rusting" rubbing sound.

Looking sideways, he stared at Lu Chaosheng's eyes, raised his brows slightly: "Young Master Lu... what do you mean?"

"You like it," Lu Chaosheng said, "so, I'll see you off."

The tone is sparse, the eyes are clear, and the words spoken are surprisingly simple.

This is what I earned.

Now, to you.

Because you like it.

As long as you like, I will give you.

Nothing is left.

Wen Yanwan only felt that her chest was gently pushed by the tentacles of a snail, soft and slightly itchy.

He wanted to laugh a little, but felt inexplicably sad.

It turns out that his image in Lu Chaosheng's heart has reached this level?

Not even 500 yuan?

As if punishing, Wen Yanwan put the finger she was holding on her lips, opened her mouth, and bit it hard.

The fingertips shrank reflexively.

Lu Chaosheng frowned, seemingly puzzled, why he gave this person money, and this person bit him on purpose.

"Let's go, go back to my dormitory and take a shower first," Wen Yanwan didn't explain, took his hand, and led him to the exit of the playground, muttering, "I don't feel tired of sweating so much. It's so sticky..."

At this moment, there was a sudden "bang" sound on the runway, and at the same time, small exclamations burst out from the audience.

Wen Yanwan turned around, but before he could see what happened, someone had already run down from the audience, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, something happened to Jian Fanxing!"

Wen Yanwan and Lu Chaosheng paused at the same time.

Afraid of accidents among students, doctors from the school hospital have been waiting by the playground.Seeing that something happened on the runway at this time, they rushed up immediately.

The doctors at the school hospital were very efficient. When Wen Yanwan arrived at the scene, Jian Fanxing's injuries were almost healed, and everyone was carrying him onto a stretcher.

Wen Yanwan grabbed someone casually and asked, "What happened just now?"

"Ah," the man scratched his head, "Jian Fanxing accidentally fell down while hurdling..."

The scene was a bit chaotic. After Jian Fanxing was carried on the stretcher, the doctor immediately asked around, "Come here, four boys, and help carry this classmate to the school hospital."

"I, I, I, I'm Jian Fanxing's classmate!"

"And me, I'm also his classmate!"

"I'm here to help too!"

Almost all the boys present in Class 2 ([-]) raised their hands.

The doctor shook his head: "There are too many people, just ask four people to help carry them over, it's not a particularly urgent matter."

"Let me do it," Da Jinwen stood up, took the initiative to hold one of the stretcher's handles, looked around, and said calmly, "There are three more male Alphas, and the tall and strong ones are needed."

With Da Jinwen in control, the stretcher-bearers were immediately arranged.

At this moment, Jian Fanxing's face turned pale from the pain, and sweat was all over his forehead and back.

Seeing that everyone was about to lift him up, he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "Hey wait, my bag is still in the auditorium!"

Hearing this, Wen Yan went up a few steps later and took off his bag.

After thinking about it, he said, "I just want to go back to the dormitory, so I can take it back for you."

Jian Fanxing didn't have much energy to think about other things at this time. Seeing that Wen Yanwan had already got his bag, he nodded with a pale face, and lay back on the stretcher again.

Everyone carried the stretcher to the school hospital, and the accompanying doctor saw that there was nothing wrong and went back to the playground.

There was a doctor on duty in the school hospital. He briefly checked Jian Fanxing's leg and found nothing serious, so he only prescribed ointment for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

"Have you brought your campus card?" The doctor asked in a calm tone while rubbing his ankle.

"Ah?" Jian Fanxing grinned in pain, and reacted for a while before saying, "Oh, campus card, my campus card is in my bag...Damn it, Wen Yanwan took my bag back!"

"Then do you use Alipay or WeChat?"

Jian Fanxing was silent for two seconds, and asked, "Is the campus card cheaper?"

The doctor glanced at him and replied, "It's probably five or six yuan cheaper."

"Ah," Jian Fanxing was annoyed, five or six yuan is money, he glanced at the doctor's face, and asked cautiously, "Then can I ask my classmate to send the card?"

This means that it is temporarily on credit.

The doctor didn't speak, but just patted his trouser legs and stood up: "Okay, your bones are so hard, it's nothing serious, just let it rest for a while."

Jian Fanxing didn't understand what he meant, his lips moved, and he opened his mouth in embarrassment, repeating: "Well, can I..."

Just then, the doctor's cell phone rang.

The doctor made a silent gesture to Jian Fanxing and connected the phone.

The person on the other side of the phone told him that some students in the auditorium were not paying attention when they stepped down the steps. After stepping on the air, they hit the front guardrail and broke their calves.

There were not enough stretchers on site, and the last one was just used up by Jian Fanxing, so he asked him to send the stretcher over quickly.

The matter was urgent, the doctor hung up the phone, and said directly to Jian Fanxing, "I'm going out now, and I'll be back in about half an hour. You should rest here and don't move around. You should call first and ask your classmate to give you the card." Bring it over, and I'll pay you when I get back."

Jian Fanxing froze for a moment, then nodded immediately: "Thank you, thank you, I understand!"

"Okay, as long as you know it yourself." The doctor finished speaking to Jian Fanxing, turned around and folded the stretcher that Jian Fanxing had used just now, took the folded stretcher that had been packed by the wall, and then hurried out the door.

Seeing that he was fine, the other three boys who helped carry the stretcher looked at each other, embarrassed: "Well, we still have a competition, so we will go back first."

Jian Fanxing: "Well, thank you."

Only Jian Fanxing and Da Jinwen were left in the room.

Seeing Da Jinwen looking down at his phone from time to time, Jian Fanxing already had a clear idea: "Do you have other things?"

After replying the last word, Da Jinwen raised his head from the mobile phone page and touched the frame of his glasses embarrassedly: "Sorry, my classmates called me back to the playground to help..."

As the monitor of the first class, he is responsible for many things in the class. If he is away for a long time, some things are difficult to handle.

Jian Fanxing immediately said considerately: "It's okay, it's okay, go get busy, don't worry about me, it's just a sprained foot, I'll just lie down for a while and it'll be fine, it's useless for you to guard here, it's a waste of time."

Fearing that he would refuse, Jian Fanxing took out his mobile phone and started dialing Wen Yanwan's number: "I'll call Brother Yan and ask him to bring my schoolbag for me, and I can do my homework by the way."

Da Jinwen originally wanted to say more, but seeing that Jian Fanxing had already started calling, he couldn't say anything more, so he sighed: "Then I'll go first?"

Jian Fanxing didn't answer, just waved at him like chasing a duck.

Da Jinwen sighed again, gave Jian Fanxing a few last words of advice, and then prepared to rush back to the playground.

Before leaving, a strange smell suddenly wafted from the tip of his nose.

Da Jinwen frowned slightly.

I can't tell exactly what it smells like, but it feels a little pungent and unpleasant.

Like the smell of toilet disinfectant, or the vomit of moldy wet towels, or the rotten smell of dark moss growing in rotting wood.

The windows in the house were closed tightly, and there were wiped alcohol cotton balls in the trash can, which were still stained with blood.

Da Jinwen thought it was because of the lack of ventilation, so he walked over and opened the window without thinking too much.

The breeze quickly blew in and slid over the tip of the nose, and the faint smell disappeared.

Turning around, Da Jinwen walked towards the door.

He didn't notice that the curtain of one of the beds was closed tightly from beginning to end.

Only at the moment when his hurried figure passed by, there was a swaying arc, and then fell powerlessly.