moonlight sinking

During the half term, Yanchun hid not only the wounds on his body, but also his whole body.

In a place full of elites like No. [-] Middle School, he never intended to make himself stand out too much.

He has been struggling at the bottom all year round, and he has long understood a truth. When you don't have the capital to look down on all living beings, the less conspicuous you are, the easier it is to live safely.

At the beginning of school, everyone discussed him because of his appearance and name, but after the first monthly exam, he ranked No.12 in the class, and the discussion about him gradually subsided.

The top students finally found that the arrival of him as a transfer student would not pose much threat to them.

The ranking of No.12 from the bottom is really embarrassing, but Yanchun himself is quite satisfied.

In the science experimental class of No. [-] Middle School, even if it was the bottom one, it was far beyond the line.

He never thought of getting into the top ten, he just needs to make progress slowly, rush to the upper middle school in the college entrance examination, and there will be no problem in a prestigious school.

If he hadn't had a brain twitch and changed his name to Yanhanyu, his sense of existence would have been even lower.

"Why don't you come to self-study on weekends?" After the morning reading, there was a 10-minute break, and Li Hua said while eating bread: "Your monthly exam is two points behind the midterm exam."

Li Hua is a typical student in the experimental class. He spends almost all his time studying. He used to regard Yan Chun as an opponent, and kept secretive about what questions he did and what books he read. Later, he found that Yan Chun could not threaten him, so he began to think about it. Help Yanchun.

Yanchun was amused.

He took the No. [-] middle school exam three times, with ups and downs, and he didn't even think he had fallen behind, but his deskmate remembered it.

"I'm home."

Not wanting to talk about part-time jobs, Yanchun casually found an excuse, "My family isn't in the main city."

Li Hua continued nagging: "But you are wasting time like this.

If it's me, I won't go home..."

Jinghanyu happened to pass by, and when he heard this, he took a look at Yanchun.

Li Hua shouted loudly: "Brother Jing!"

Jing Hanyu hummed and returned to his seat.

Yanchun was nervous for a while for no reason.

He didn't have much contact with Jing Hanyu, and Jing Hanyu didn't have dinner with him like he did on the first day of transfer.

But in this class and even the whole No. [-] Middle School, Jing Hanyu was the only one who knew about his childhood.

This feeling was very subtle, he felt that he might be a little afraid of Jing Hanyu, but he couldn't explain why he was afraid.

Just like just now, he could tell Li Hua that he went home on the weekend without any psychological burden, but he was not so comfortable when Jing Hanyu heard it.

The last section in the morning is physical education.

The physical education class is very precious. After the fourth period, the boys rush out of the classroom.

Yanchun didn't really want to participate.

He still has bruises on his stomach and back, he can't avoid getting hit when he plays, and he has a wound on his shoulder, which is hidden by short sleeves, and if the sleeve is pulled, it will be visible.

"Why don't you go?" There were only a few girls left in the classroom, and Jing Hanyu went back and forth for some reason, and stopped at Yanchun's desk.

"I..." Yanchun hurriedly tore through the monthly exam paper, "I didn't do well in the exam, so I want to analyze where I went wrong."

Jing Hanyu said, "Can't analyze it on weekends?"

These words are completely aimed at what he said in the morning that he will go home on the weekend.

Yanchun could only smile.

"Go to gym class."

Jing Hanyu's tone was a bit commanding.

Fine.

Yanchun put down the paper and followed Jing Hanyu to the playground.

In the physical education class of No. [-] Middle School, everyone decides what to play, and there is never a shortage of equipment and venues.

Jinghanyu wanted to play basketball, so he called Yanchun, but they didn't get together when they were divided into teams.

Yanchun actually played basketball well, but he was very restrained in fear of exposing his upper arm injury.

But even so, it was hit a few times.

Adjusting the formation during the break, he was transferred to a defensive position, so he didn't have to take the ball in front, but that meant facing Jing Hanyu.

Jing Hanyu was like a different person on the basketball court, with a tough style of play, and his usual gentleness was left behind.

If Yanchun was not injured, he could still fight against him, but now he can't defend at all.

But in the collision, the pain brings a wonderful pleasure, unlike other people touching those bruises.

Yan Chun was excited and a little embarrassed, when he rushed to Jinghan Island, he felt for the first time that he had the potential to be a pervert.

What are you excited about?

The score was tight between the two sides, Yanchun hit more and more pain, the pain became more and more excited, the back, shoulders, waist, and abdomen were all in unbearable pain, all of which were hit by Jinghanyu, but seeing Jinghanyu catch the ball again, He still greeted them.

Jing Hanyu dribbled the ball and turned, his young bodies bumped into each other, and Yanchun almost heard a muffled sound.

This time he slipped, lost his center of gravity, and fell to the ground.

The pain made him temporarily forget the injury on his upper arm. Jing Hanyu stood in front of him, looked at him silently, and soon reached out to him. When he grabbed it, his sleeve slipped up, revealing the injury.

Jing Hanyu narrowed his eyes, he didn't notice what Jing Hanyu found until he stood up.

The game continued, but Jing Hanyu was obviously not playing as hard as before.

When Yanchun chased and defended, he actually passed the ball directly to his teammates, which made Yanchun feel lonely.

It makes sense to put the physical education class in the last session in the morning. Just four or 10 minutes is not crazy enough. Fortunately for girls, boys usually play until 1 o'clock.

But when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Jing Hanyu called to stop in a rare way.

The others were very surprised, "No more calls? It's only 12 o'clock!"

"I have something to do today, let's go first."

Jing Hanyu said.

Yanchun was originally brought here by Jinghanyu, if no one said it was over, he would not be able to leave, but Jinghanyu was gone, so he happened to hitch a ride.

"I'm leaving too. I'm not in good shape today, maybe I'm hungry."

No one finds it strange that basketball can be played with two less players.

Yan Chun walked out of the sports field, only to find Jing Hanyu standing at the door.

As if waiting for him.

"Wait for me?"

Jing Hanyu sized him up with a cold face, and lingered on his injured arm for a while, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Yanchun's expression immediately became unnatural, and she pulled her sleeve subconsciously, "It's okay."

"You're hurt."

Jing Hanyu exposed it bluntly, "How did you do it?"

Now that the matter has come to this point, it is not easy for Yanchun to hide, "I hit it.

fine. "

"Who did you bump into?"

"……Door."

Jing Hanyu didn't look like he believed it, but he didn't continue to ask, "Let's go, eat."

Yanchun didn't understand why Jinghanyu wanted to have dinner with him again.

As far as he knew, Jing Hanyu had close friends—Zhuo Zhen from class, Xu Qingcheng from class [-], and they also ate with them. Could it be that they are on orders today?

But Yanchun was not easy to ask. If he refused, he had to explain. It was too troublesome, so he had to go to the cafeteria with Jinghanyu.

As a result, Jing Hanyu didn't plan to eat in the cafeteria, so he passed by the path next to the cafeteria and had to leave the school gate.

"Going out to eat?" Yan Chun was a little annoyed, because you need to pay for the meal card in the cafeteria, and you have to pay for eating out.

"Go to where I live."

Jing Hanyu paused for a few seconds, then added, "My grandfather sent someone to bring soup, I can't eat that much."

"Your grandfather?"

"have you seen."

Yanchun remembered that Jing Hanyu's grandfather was the old man he had met in Feiye Village, kind and graceful.

Since the soup was given by the grandfather, Yanchun couldn't help but ask, "Is your grandfather okay?"

Jing Hanyu didn't answer. When he passed a pharmacy, he went in and bought a bag of medicine for bruises.

Yanchun felt that it was for herself, but she didn't ask.

Jinghanyu lives in a community one kilometer away from No. [-] Middle School. It has two bedrooms and one living room, which is very tidy.

Sure enough, there was a can of chicken soup on the stove. The fire had been turned off, but it was still hot, which meant that the person who made the soup had just left.

The two dishes on the table were also at the right temperature.

Jinghanyu scooped up a bowl of soup for Yanchun, and there was a chicken leg under the golden soup.

"Thank you, Brother Jing."

When everyone came, Yanchun was no longer polite.

After a meal, he took the initiative to take the dishes and chopsticks to wash.

Jing Hanyu's appearance of not touching the spring water with his ten fingers is definitely not good at washing dishes.

While Yanchun was washing the dishes, Jinghanyu leaned against the door and watched.

Yanchun's heart was fluctuating, and he always felt that Jing Hanyu had something to say to him.

Jing Hanyu said, "Are you not at school on weekends?"

Yanchun paused, and the bowl almost slipped into the sink.

The reason for going home can only fool Li Hua, and it will definitely not work against Jing Hanyu.

Although Yan Chun didn't understand why Jing Hanyu pursued such things to the bottom, she had no choice but to say, "I went to work on weekends."

Jing Hanyu frowned, with a hint of surprise in his tone, "Working?"

Yan Chun thought, Young Master Jing must not understand why people have to work part-time, nor did he know that his tone was a bit irritating.

But he seemed unable to lose his temper with Jinghanyu, and explained: "I'm from the town, my family's conditions are average, and the city's expenses are high, so I'll work and study to save some money."

He would never say that to anyone else.

A few months after the transfer, no one in the class knew that he was bought by No. [-] Middle School.

Even teenagers in the quagmire have fragile self-esteem needs

Maintain, even if this self-esteem is not worth a few dollars.

But for Jing Hanyu, he didn't seem to be so eager to hide his embarrassment.

Probably because of the ties in childhood, or just because he didn't dare to lie to Jing Hanyu.

Jinghanyu didn't speak for a while, Yanchun put the bowl away, turned to look at Jinghanyu, guessing that Jinghanyu should be considering whether to give him money directly, and whether giving money will hurt him self-esteem.

Jing Hanyu asked, "What kind of job do you do?"

Yanchun said vaguely: "The waiter.

Part-time work is actually quite normal, not all families are like yours. "

Jing Hanyu frowned again.

Yanchun said this on purpose.

A little gentleman like Jing Hanyu should know when he hears this, and don't poke some pain points over and over again.

"The wound on your shoulder needs medicine."

Sure enough, Jing Hanyu didn't continue talking, went back to the living room, and took the medicine out of his pocket.

Yanchun was afraid that he would see other injuries on his body, so he quickly thanked: "I will do it myself!"

Jinghanyu didn't grab it, so Yanchun took the medicine and went into the bathroom.

There was a big mirror on the sink, and the light was very bright. Yanchun lifted her school uniform and clicked her tongue.

He hadn't looked at those wounds so carefully, but now that he saw them, he inexplicably felt that they were actually alive, growing in his body, coexisting with him, and being another life of his.

When the mirror showed his weird smile, he froze, startled by his own thoughts.

Why does he think so?How can you feel that the injury is beautiful?What kind of crazy idea is this?

He shook his head vigorously, trying to control the water in his head.

Randomly smearing medicine on the bruise, Yan Chun walked out impatiently, "I'll go back first."

Jing Hanyu seemed to think about it for the last time, "If you don't understand, you can ask me."

Yanchun smiled and said, "Brother Jing, do you also think my grades are poor?"

Jing Hanyu was silent.

"I'm just kidding."

Yanchun rubbed the pocket to make a small sound, "Thank you Brother Jing!"

On the way back to school, Yanchun was still thinking that perhaps what Jing Hanyu is most used to is accepting thanks from others.

But he doesn't really need Jing Hanyu's help.

Rather than saying that Jinghanyu is helping him, it is better to say that he is cooperating with Jinghanyu's charity.

He wouldn't be able to cooperate like this with another person.

In the days that followed, Yanchun continued to work in nightclubs every week, causing injuries to himself and others.

But before the final exam, Jing Hanyu still found out.