not as sweet as you

The students all knew Huo Xingzhou, and had heard how ruthless he was in fights before. Seeing him like this, they all swallowed their words and walked away with their heads shrunk.

The last one to leave closed the door intimately.

Luo Xing's hand was held in his hand all the time, and he couldn't hear the voice of him threatening those people, but looking at their terrified eyes, he knew how terrifying Huo Xingzhou, who was now facing away from him, was.

"Huo Xingzhou..." Luo Xing called out hesitantly.

He turned around, pinched his wrist tightly, his eyes were terribly dark under his fury, Luo moved his lips in fright, and did not dare to speak.

Huo Xingzhou let go, walked to the door without saying a word, and locked it from the inside.

Luo Xing involuntarily took a step back, watching him walk back, as if his whole body was filled with irrepressible anger and hostility.

"I want...to go back to class." Luo Xing bit his lower lip, and walked away, but he grabbed his wrist and pressed it hard against the door, causing his back to hurt a little.

"Huo Xingzhou, I'm in pain." Luo Xing struggled twice, trying to pull his hand out, the wrist that had been pinched by him was almost broken, but the pain on his body was nothing, he was afraid of this look.

Huo Xingzhou looked like he had completely lost his mind and wanted to vent his anger.

"Did the principal ask you about transferring schools?" Huo Xingzhou still couldn't help but let go of his wrist, and rubbed his wrist lightly twice, seeing that it was red from being pinched by himself.

Luo Xing nodded.

"Your mother asked you to transfer?" Huo Xingzhou asked as patiently as possible, thinking of his almost collapsed expression just now, he was afraid of irritating him again.

As soon as Luo Xing heard the word mother, Luo Xing's eyes trembled suddenly, he struggled violently to hide from his arms, and shook his head against the water tank: "No, it's me... I don't want to be in No. [-] Middle School anymore, I want to Go to No. [-] Middle School."

Huo Xingzhou frowned, seeing his resistance, anger rose in his heart.

fart.

"Luo Xing." Huo Xingzhou came over, grabbed the back of his neck, and forced him to raise his head to meet his gaze, "Look at me."

Luo Xing raised his head timidly, watching his expression gradually change from furious to gentle, and finally almost dripping water, he said softly: "Tell me, what your mother said to you."

"I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything." Luo Xing shook his head, suppressing the pain in his heart, how could he say that to Huo Xingzhou.

Said Zhao Jiulan said that he was like a lowly prostitute, shamelessly and selfishly seducing him and sinking herself.

Said, dirty and lowly, he tried to climb the sun, or said, liking men is wrong, it will ruin his original life.

Huo Xingzhou stared at his expression, saw that he dodged in pain, his eyes were flushed red, tears could fall in almost a second, and his body couldn't help trembling.

There was inferiority complex and disgust on his face, and Huo Xingzhou knew almost immediately that this disgust was not for others, but Luo Xing for himself.

Zhao Jiulan probably sent him the so-called "degradation" remarks saying that his life was "original sin".

Hold.

I pampered him carefully, just made him feel a little bit innocent, those words that hurt him had nothing to do with him, just made his cognition a little bit back on track, and she came to instill this kind of brainless thinking again.

"Little boy." Huo Xingzhou held the back of his neck with one hand, pinched his waist with the other and pressed to himself, and said almost word by word: "Do you still remember when I said that you are the unique and best in this world?" my little boy."

Luo Xing hesitated for a while, bit his lip and shook his head: "I'm not... I'm bad, I..."

"fart!"

"Really, you don't know you don't know anything, I..." Luo Xing struggled desperately, blaming himself incoherently: "I'm very selfish..."

Huo Xingzhou frowned, and pulled him towards him fiercely, his lips fell down instantly.

Luo Xing's eyes widened suddenly, his breathing stopped instantly, and he stared blankly at the unspeakable anger and impatience on his face.

The lips pressed against him fiercely, and the tip of the tongue forcefully pried open his teeth, with a trace of fierce aggression, it hooked his lips and tongue arrogantly, not allowing him to flinch.

"anyone there?"

"Fuck, who's in there."

"Hey, open the door, what are you doing inside, stop people from drinking water!"

Huo Xingzhou turned a deaf ear to the shouts outside the door, and instead pressed his waist closer to himself, wantonly deepening the kiss.

His lips were very hot, with a biting kiss, and the hand pinching the back of his neck was firmly pressed against his lips, getting deeper and deeper, with a turbulent wave, almost killing him.

Luo Xing had never experienced such a kiss, and the previous few kisses were just a quick sweep. Compared with this vicious intrusion, it can only be regarded as superficial.

He was so frightened that he stood there stupidly and let him suck kisses and oppress him. He didn't react until he was about to suffocate. He pushed him hard and coughed violently.

"Little boy." Huo Xingzhou put his arms around his waist, raised his hand to give him a smooth ride, and gently wiped his lips with one hand, wiping away a trace of saliva.

"If I hear you say this again in the future, I will hear you once and kiss you once, do you hear me?"

Luo Xing was panting heavily, and it took him a while to regain his normal breathing. His face was astonishingly red whether it was due to lack of oxygen or the kiss.

His mind was in chaos, his consciousness and breathing seemed to be taken away by the kiss, and he staggered around, his whole body seemed to be thrown into a swamp, and there was nothing to hold on to around.

When he moved, he just sank.

"Say you heard." Huo Xingzhou raised his hand, touched the corner of his mouth, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Be obedient."

Luo Xing stared at him blankly, then nodded in a strange way.

"Little boy."

Luo Xing held his breath nervously, and looked at him in fear, for fear that he would kiss himself again: "You can't kiss me, Huo Xingzhou, don't..."

Huo Xingzhou lowered his head, and kissed his eyes lightly, almost crushing the bones and blood of his whole body, and turned it into one sentence: "I like you."

Luo Xing's whole figure seemed to be suddenly poured down by plaster water, and the rapid cooling cast it into a statue. From the moment he realized his body, he froze.

What did Huo Xingzhou say just now? He said... like it?

Luo Xing's mind was stunned for a moment, just like when he was hit by the teaching aids back then, the buzzing sound was severe pain and long-lasting silence.

He moved his lips, feeling that he didn't see what he said clearly, suspected that he was dreaming thousands of times, had hallucinations, and wiped his eyes fiercely, "You said... what?"

Huo Xingzhou held his face, pulled him into his arms, and told him over and over again: "I said, I like you, I want to chase you, I want to spoil you and love you. I know that I am still a student, so I cannot promise you More things, but this life, this person, I can promise you."

"I want to kiss you every day, hug you to sleep, and cook for you. I won't quarrel with you, and I won't do anything you don't like."

"In the future, whatever university you want to go to, I will follow you."

"I know you may think it's too sudden, and you can't accept it for a while. You can think about it for a while before answering whether you want to be with me. I promise I won't be half-hearted, and I won't look at other people too much."

"We will have a home in the future, you will sit by the window and read to me in French, you can play games in my arms, the sun will shine through the floor-to-ceiling windows, year after year."

"When we get old, we can still do morning exercises together. If you can't walk anymore, I'll hug you and make others envious. Do you think it's okay?"

Luo Xing's eyes were instantly clouded with water vapor, and he could only see the outline of Huo Xingzhou clearly. His ears were quiet, and he could no longer hear or see.

He froze in Huo Xingzhou's arms, like a statue without a soul, his consciousness was forcibly pulled away, and was torn into pieces by these extremely gentle sentences, turning into snowflakes.

Pieces fell on his body, making him shiver from the cold.

What Huo Xingzhou said was so beautiful, as soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see such a beautiful picture. The surprise and fear in his heart were fighting wildly, and there seemed to be two voices arguing in his mind.

He couldn't hear clearly, but he got a headache from the noise, his body trembled uncontrollably, his lips parted but he still couldn't say anything.

Luo Xing took a deep breath, but his eyes became more foggy, and he couldn't even see his outline clearly. He wanted to rub his eyes and wipe away his tears, but he always felt that his hands were as heavy as gold, and he couldn't lift them.

"I want to treat you well for the rest of my life." Huo Xingzhou paused, remembering that he still had someone else in his heart, and said, "I will definitely be better than the person you like. If you can't accept it for a while, think about it first, but Be good, don't be influenced by those words to choose to transfer, okay?"

——I want to treat you well for the rest of my life.

Luo Xing could hardly hold back anymore, he gritted his teeth tightly to restrain tears from falling down, holding back his tears, he felt that Huo Xingzhou's breathing was extremely close, and his voice was extremely gentle.

Those words were like a big hand, pinching his heart with pain and soreness, but also like holding him gently, keeping him from the wind, the rain, the ups and downs and no branches to rely on.

——We will have a family, and I want to treat you well for the rest of my life.

When he didn't know what love was, he kept it firmly in his heart, for a full ten years.

He said he wanted to give himself a home.

Since he can remember, he has spent countless days and nights in that dark little house.

One day, when the sun came in, a taller boy leaned against the wall and asked him, "Hey, what are you doing here?"

"Why don't you speak, are you dumb?"

"Candy for you."

He handed a candy in, and Luo Xing, who curled up into a small ball, looked at the candy lying quietly in his palm, took it timidly, and then saw him smile.

"My name is Huo Xingzhou, don't forget."

Xiao Luoxing nodded.

He never forgot, ten years later, he never forgot Huo Xingzhou's name for a moment, and he never forgot the sunset behind him when he handed over the sweets that day.

The darkness that he was most afraid of was dyed by the setting sun into the most brilliant rosy clouds at this moment, dispelling the darkness and shaking off the dust in the air.

At that time, his ears were fine, and he could hear Huo Xingzhou's voice very nicely, unlike others' childish voice, he already had a tinge of youthful air, willful and arrogant.

Luo Xing kept biting his lip and didn't speak, and Huo Xingzhou hesitated a little if he was too reckless to confess on impulse, but if he didn't do this, Luo Xing would really leave.

How can he rest assured that Luo Xing has left him.

"Little boy." Huo Xingzhou lowered his eyes, pressed his forehead against his, and asked softly, "Do you want me?"

Luo Xing stubbornly restrained his desire to nod. He had dreamed countless midnights, and he was looking forward to hearing this sentence. Now the sun not only shines on him, but also falls in his palm, allowing him to get whatever he wants.

Luo Xing looked up into his eyes and heard his voice hoarse, waiting for his answer seriously and patiently.

Zhao Jiulan said that it was not normal for him to behave like this.

He didn't know if it was normal to like a man. He originally thought that he just liked a man and wanted to be with him, and he didn't hurt anyone.

but.

But what Zhao Jiulan said was right, Huo Xingzhou's original life was so good, he couldn't influence him because of his selfishness, no.

And his family, Uncle Huo is so good, and his mother is so good-looking and temperamental, and he can't be criticized by others because of himself.

Huo Xingzhou should be the same as before, looking at him from a distance, seeing him confident and reckless, and seeing him flamboyant and frivolous.

Occasionally, I was lucky enough to dream that in the dream he was domineering and domineering but also gentle and doting, eating and washing dishes together, doing homework and playing games together, together... Luo Xing became more and more uncomfortable as he thought about it, and his heart was almost twisted together.

If Huo Xingzhou were to fall into the quagmire with him, his originally clean and scorching life would become as gloomy as his own, and his parents would no longer be able to hold their heads up and be judged by others.

How could he be worthy of Huo Xingzhou, how could he be worthy of such a good Uncle Huo.

Luo Xing shook his head vigorously, his eyes became more and more wet, hot tears fell drop by drop, burning on Huo Xingzhou's heart, throbbing with pain.

"I don't want it." Luo Xing raised his eyes, fixedly looked at Huo Xingzhou's suddenly shrunken eyes, and said word by word: "I don't want you."

He really likes Huo Xingzhou.

For him, he is willing to do anything, even... even if he is abused by others, he doesn't care. Huo Xingzhou is the cleanest part of his dirty life, and the apex of his heart is not polluted by anything.

Huo Xingzhou frowned, his voice turned cold for an instant, and his gentle breath instantly turned into frost. After a pause, he laughed again, rubbed Luo Xing's head, and said hoarsely: "It's okay, it's okay to think about it for a while, how can there be any pursuit?" My wife caught up with me right away..."

"I've thought about it." Luo Xing clenched his fingers tightly, his palms ached from his nails, his eyes were so choked that he couldn't help but shed tears, he quickly gritted his teeth to hold back.

"If I say no, I just don't want it. Why do you always like to force me, no..."

The voice stopped.

Huo Xingzhou raised his hand to hold him in his arms, patted him on the back slowly twice, and smiled helplessly: "Okay, don't, don't cry."

Huo Xingzhou sighed, and said in a low voice, "Little ancestor."

-

Ever since he rejected Huo Xingzhou's confession that day, he has never been to class.

Luo Xing bit his lip subconsciously, and looked at the empty seat next to him.

For the past few months, he has been sitting next to him every day making trouble for himself, until he blushed and called his brother Xingzhou to beg for mercy.

Sometimes he can't see him playing games all the time, and he will gently remind him to write the papers, but he always wants to be rewarded when he is in power.

I don't know how many "benefits" I got from him, but he also took care of himself a lot. He would bring himself milk and sugar, and even peeled a large box of nuts for him with his own hands.

He also braved the wind and snow to bring him cakes, stayed with him in the small house for a night in the cold, and even got slapped by Zhao Jiulan.

Thinking of this, Luo Xing tilted his pen tip and poked a big hole in the calculation book.

His heart was full of Huo Xingzhou, Luo Xing lowered his eyes, unable to write any more papers, and lowered his head on his arms.

It would be great if people in this world could be as tolerant towards same-sex as those young ladies on Weibo, and everyone could treat them as equals.

No discrimination, no strange eyes.

How nice.

-

"Row boat?" Principal Chen of the No. [-] Middle School pushed open the door of his principal's office, and saw a man sitting at his desk with his legs crossed, spinning a pen in boredom.

Hearing the voice, Huo Xingzhou put the pen back into the pen holder, stood up and called out politely: "Uncle."

"Sit down." Principal Chen looked at his nephew with a smile, and said with a smile: "Isn't there class today? Why are you here? You skipped class again?"

Huo Xingzhou crossed his hands on the table, looked at Principal Chen solemnly and said, "There is a teacher in your school named Zhao Jiulan, right?"

Principal Chen hummed: "What's the matter? Do you know each other?"

"It doesn't count." Huo Xingzhou thought for a while, and said euphemistically: "Her son is my deskmate, a very shy kid. Recently, Mr. Zhao said that he wanted to transfer him to No. [-] Middle School. He was embarrassed to say so, so he asked I'm here to tell you."

"Want to transfer to our school?" Principal Chen chuckled, "What's your name, I'll give you a note."

"No. He doesn't want to come. He thinks it's only the last year. Transferring around will have an impact on his studies, but it's not easy to disobey his mother, so I asked you to ask if you can not agree to this transfer. Require."

"What do you mean?"

Huo Xingzhou changed the subject and began to say: "The teaching quality of our No. [-] Middle School is also good. He transferred to our school through the support plan. There is a record in the province. This will be transferred from our school. Where will our principal face you? It's not easy to talk to him when we meet, right? "

Principal Chen was silent for a while.

"I let you talk, but I've never seen you care so much about other people's affairs. Are you sorry for him?"

Huo Xingzhou lowered his eyes and smiled, "Almost."

Although this is the case, the matter of transferring schools cannot be decided by him alone. Principal Chen thought for a while and said: "You go back first, I will talk to Teacher Zhao, and I will send you a letter tonight."

"Okay." Huo Xingzhou stood up, walked a few steps and suddenly turned around, asking, "Which office is Teacher Zhao in?"

"Turn right out of this building, the fifth floor of Yuxiu Building, the third-year office." Principal Chen looked at his watch and said, "It's almost time for get out of class to end now. Do you have something to do with her?"

Huo Xingzhou turned sideways and waved his hands: "Let's chat."

After going downstairs, Huo Xingzhou strolled towards Yuxiu Building. It happened that get out of class was over, and the students were staring at him from both sides of the corridor, and a few girls even blushed back a few steps.

He was always surrounded by people, and he was used to it, so he walked towards the fifth floor with a blank expression.

High school office.

Huo Xingzhou raised his hand and knocked on the door, a young voice answered, "Come in."

He pushed the door open with one hand, stood at the door and did not go in.

The young female teacher glanced at him, feeling unfamiliar, and frowned slightly: "Student, who are you looking for?"

Huo Xingzhou swept his gaze and saw Zhao Jiulan watering the flowers, joking with his colleagues from time to time, looking in a good mood.

Gee.

Does this mean that you feel that you are determined to win?

Huo Xingzhou chuckled lightly and said, "Teacher Zhao."

When Zhao Jiulan heard the sound, she froze suddenly, subconsciously moved her fingers, and the kettle fell to the ground with a bang, splashing water all over the floor.

She turned around stiffly, her eyes turned cold for a moment, mixed with a trace of panic: "What are you doing here!"

Huo Xingzhou leaned against the door frame, completely ignoring her nervousness and fear, and smiled casually: "I want to ask you something, do you think it is here, or find a place?"

Zhao Jiulan picked up the kettle in a panic, put her trembling hands on the window sill, and said with an almost undetectable tremor in her voice: "I have nothing to ask for advice. I have class later, you can go."

"Since you don't choose, let's talk in the office." Huo Xingzhou stepped in, chuckled softly, and sat down on her desk, picked up a pen, and tapped twice.

A look of dude.

"Anyway, I don't care. I don't know if you care." Huo Xingzhou turned his eyes away, glanced at the young female teacher next to him with a smile, lowered his eyes and said to Zhao Jiulan, "You know, I don't know Lian..."

"Shut up!" Zhao Jiulan screamed suddenly, her sharp voice piercing the eardrums.

"That." The female teacher looked at the situation and said hesitantly, "Mr. Zhao, you can talk. I'll go out and discuss the papers for the next monthly exam with Mr. Ma first."

Zhao Jiulan didn't respond, but she was also relieved.

She knew that this little rascal was completely shameless, he could say anything and do anything, and if he confronted him head-on, he would only suffer in the end.

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Jiulan asked in a stiff voice.

Huo Xingzhou knocked on the table and said with a smile: "Please tell me, the purpose and mental activity of sending those words to Luo Xing."

Zhao Jiulan gritted her teeth, her pupils shrank sharply, and said sternly, "Did he tell you?"

Huo Xingzhou was silent, noncommittal.

Zhao Jiulan sneered, and insisted on her own theory: "What's wrong with what I said? Homosexuality is abnormal and pathological! He is my son, and I have the responsibility to turn him back into a normal child!"

Huo Xingzhou frowned, normal child?

"More than that, you told him not to be with me, forgot?" Huo Xingzhou sneered: "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhao Jiulan poked her neck, put on a haughty expression, as if thinking of something disgusting, and said coldly: "I just educate him, don't destroy other people's lives and families. If he still has a sliver of conscience, don't Should be with you, destroy you, destroy your parents."

Huo Xingzhou's heart gradually sank.

Every word Zhao Jiulan slammed heavily on the tip of his heart, and in the end it was completed in one sentence, like a big hand ruthlessly crushing his heart.

No wonder there was such deep despair and pain on his face that day. When he said he didn't want him, he cried more sadly than he, the rejected person.

Yes.

Luo Xing is so kind, he would rather hurt himself, and it is impossible for him to have the slightest harm, let alone hurt his parents.

Zhao Jiulan just saw Luo Xing's kindness, and knew that it was impossible to force him to give in, so she chose this method to make him give up automatically.

Secondly, it can also hit yourself. The misunderstanding between the two must deepen and they will not be together anymore.

It was a good calculation.

Unfortunately, the man she met was Huo Xingzhou.

"So that's how it is." Huo Xingzhou chuckled, stood up and waved his hands at her: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for clarifying the confusion. Let's go."

"What do you mean..." Zhao Jiulan was startled, as if she didn't understand, and was at a loss for two seconds.

"I lied to you." The corner of Huo Xingzhou's mouth twitched: "Luo Xing refuses to tell, and I don't want to force him, so I have to ask you."

Zhao Jiulan was furious, and raised her hand to hit him, but Huo Xingzhou grabbed her wrist and clenched it tightly, causing her to frown tightly and struggle in pain.

"Hey, last time I let you slap me, it's repaying you for giving birth to Luo Xing. Do you really think that I let you beat and scold me?" Huo Xingzhou looked down at him with cold eyes, his suppressed eyes were cold Can freeze people alive.

"I don't move you, I just don't want to hurt Luo Xing, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"Do you think it's your shame to have Luo Xing?" Huo Xingzhou sneered, shook off her wrist fiercely, and said coldly, "Having a mother like you is Luo Xing's shame."

"You do everything you can to prevent people from knowing that I like him. Coincidentally, so do I."

Zhao Jiulan raised her head instantly, stared into his eyes and asked, "Then you..."

"I did it because I didn't want others to know that he had such a mother who abused him." Huo Xingzhou bent down and said with a low voice, "I'm disgusted."

Looking at Huo Xingzhou's back, Zhao Jiulan ruthlessly swept down all the test papers on the desk, picked up the cup and smashed it, and the freshly watered flowerpot shattered all over the floor, scaring the teacher who just came back from the outside and was stunned.

"Mr. Zhao, what, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Jiulan clenched her palms fiercely, sat down on the chair, sucked in the air heavily and then spit it out as if to vent her anger. The female teacher was a little worried.

"Did that student threaten you?" She looked up at the door, the student just now really didn't look like a good person, although he was smiling all the time, the expression on his face was extremely cold.

"We are teachers, are we afraid that one student will fail?" The woman took out her mobile phone and said, "I'll call the police for you, but I don't believe he can't be cured."

"No, I'm fine." Zhao Jiulan murmured and repeated: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

"You..." The female teacher stretched out her hand and touched Zhao Jiulan's forehead, and she pushed it away with a strong shake of her hand. She quickly supported the table, and just about to speak with lingering fear, she rushed out in a breakdown.

Zhao Jiulan ran to the bathroom, turned on the faucet and poured cold water on her face, what did she do wrong!

Why does everyone treat her like this, why does everyone in this world treat her like this, Luo Zhiyuan is like this, Luo Xing is like this, they are all like this!

No one really loved her, and everyone wanted to leave her. Even her parents felt that it was too shameful for her to get pregnant out of wedlock and be with a homosexual, so they kicked her out.

She has a big belly, who knows when she survived so hard, who protected her when she was called out for debts, and no one has ever really seen her suffering.

Zhao Jiulan couldn't control it anymore, lying on the edge of the pool and crying loudly.

-

For half a month, Huo Xingzhou didn't come to class, no one knew where he went.

Feng Jia came to ask a few times, Ye Qiaoqiao also came to ask a few times, Luo Xing just shook his head.

he does not know.

After that day, he didn't dare to contact Huo Xingzhou again, for fear that he would feel bored and stop coming to class.

The principal asked him to talk to him, saying that frequent school transfers would affect his studies, so he did not approve. Principal Chen of No. [-] Middle School talked to his mother, and he also did not approve of the transfer.

He will study in No. [-] Middle School with peace of mind and wait for graduation.

Luo Xing heaved a sigh of relief, looking at Huo Xingzhou's WeChat interface, looking at the record of the two people's conversations over and over again, seeing him teasing himself deliberately, his heart ached and hurt.

He misses Huo Xingzhou very much, but he doesn't dare to send him a WeChat message, for fear that sending him a message will show that you are no longer the other party's friend, and he is even more worried that he will not be able to hold back any longer.

"No, Luo Xing." Feng Jiajue came out of the bathroom with his slippers on, knocked on the edge of his bed and asked, "Isn't Huo Xingzhou on good terms with you? Why didn't he tell you where he went?"

Luo Xing shook his head: "I don't know."

"He won't go out to fight, where did he die? Hey, I have to ask, the country can't live without a king." Feng Jia laughed twice, and joked unabashedly: "I don't want to inform you. What if no one collects his body?"

The speaker was unintentional, but Luo Xing was terrified by his words, trembling his lips and said, "Can you, can you find him?"

"Why don't you look for it yourself." Feng Jia lowered his head to play the game, remembered what Luo Xing couldn't hear, then raised his head to look at him and said: "He probably hangs you on purpose, maybe you can coax him."

Luo Xing lowered his eyes. He really didn't know what to do, but he was very worried about Huo Xingzhou, so he gritted his teeth and sent him a WeChat message.

——You...why haven't you come to class these days.

The message was sent, but there was no notification from non-friends, but there was no response either.

Feng Jia went to play games with his little uncle, and stopped talking. Looking at the empty bed opposite, Luo Xing's heart gradually sank.

Huo Xingzhou didn't want him anymore.

Luo Xing lay down, wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, stared blankly at the unresponsive WeChat interface, a tear fell down, and silently shrunk himself back, choking back his sobs.

In fact, Huo Xingzhou can even be described as "simple".

He has a good family education and grew up in such a happy environment, where black is black and white is white.

Even if he occasionally steps into gray areas, he can tear open the chaos and separate himself from it.

His parents' education for Huo Xingzhou was not like ordinary people's hope that their son would become a success, but only shaped his three views and disposition through precepts and deeds.

Luo Xing bit his lips tightly, saying sorry in his heart over and over again, it was his own fault, he shouldn't provoke Huo Xingzhou privately.

If he didn't come, then Huo Xingzhou would still be showing off like that, Luo Xing thought, he is really bad and will only bring pain to others.

He pained Zhao Jiulan, and also Huo Xingzhou.

-

"Luo Xing." Ye Qiaoqiao took the physical examination form and sent them out one by one. When it came to him, he yelled twice before responding.

Luo Xing took it over and was about to thank you when Ye Qiaoqiao asked again, "Is Huo Xingzhou here today?"

"I don't know." Luo Xing lowered his eyes, a little lonely.

Ye Qiaoqiao looked at his somewhat pale face, which was much thinner than half a month ago, and said with a faint sigh, "Then I'll give you one piece of his list, and when he comes, just accompany him." Physical examination."

Just as Luo Xing was about to say something, Ye Qiaoqiao was called out, and she stuffed the medical examination form into his hand and left.

Luo Xing looked down at the physical examination form, let out a low breath, and then started queuing up with the crowd to undergo the item physical examination one by one.

When arriving at the hearing examination, Luo Xing stopped suddenly.

Hu Jiawen was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Luo Xing looked up, and said with a dry throat, "You, go check first, I'll go to the bathroom." After finishing speaking, he left without waiting for Hu Jiawen to speak.

He sat on a chair in the hospital lobby, staring blankly at the hearing test item.

When the report was handed in, everyone would know what he couldn't hear. After hiding it for so long, the incompleteness that he didn't want to be known by others would eventually be torn apart bloody.

a long time.

Luo Xing stood up and walked to the consultation room. The doctor pushed his glasses, took his order and said with a smile, "Come on, don't be nervous, just test your hearing."

Luo Xing closed his eyes and hummed.

The kind old doctor took the test, from the smiling expression at the beginning gradually became stiff, until he was a little surprised at the end: "Little friend, your hearing..."

The doctor paused, and asked in a more euphemistic way: "You were created the day after tomorrow, right? Did your family take you to see it?"

Luo Xing shook his head.

The doctor sighed, and I thought it was the same expression on his face: "Your ear, if you have an early operation, it may be cured, even if you can't fully recover, normal communication can still be guaranteed, now..."

Luo Xing froze, and asked with difficulty: "You mean... I won't recover in the future, right?"

The doctor nodded regretfully, and then said: "You haven't lost your hearing yet, you can still hear with a hearing aid, don't be afraid."

Luo Xing was silent for a while, and said: "Thank you doctor."

The doctor sighed, and from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a person standing there by the window, "Student, is this a physical examination? Come in." As soon as he shouted, the person left quickly.

Luo Xing finished the order from the doctor, and listened to him explain some things about the ears and hearing aids, so he delayed for a while before coming out.

When he came out, he wanted to check the time with his phone, but it vibrated suddenly.

He immediately took out his phone and unlocked it with trembling fingers, only to find that it wasn't WeChat or Huo Xingzhou, but the vibration of Weibo.

Not far away: OK, it will be winter vacation after a while.If it's not convenient for you to come, can I go and see you?

Luo Xing looked at the news that he was not going far away with some irritability, feeling extremely tired.

Why does he insist on seeing himself? He hasn't seen him for so many years. What's the point of seeing him now? When a person dies, he dies. What's the point of seeing someone last.

Could he give him a second life.

Luo Xing was annoyed, but he couldn't bear to be indifferent to a dying person, so he replied a message, saying: I will see you during the winter vacation, please actively receive treatment and live a good life.

@不远行： Good!As long as you promise to see me.

@不远行：Have you told your mother about this?Just make sure you don't tell her, okay?

Luo Xing pursed the corners of his mouth, his mind was in a mess like a pot of bubbling paste, the words of this man looked very humble, with bright prayers.

--Um.

@不远行： I know you are a good boy, and I also know that it is my negligence for not looking for you for so many years, but I can’t help it. Your mother won’t let me see you. I have been secretly paying attention to you, yours I've watched every game.

@不远行行: Fortunately, fortunately, your mother taught you very well. Although she hates me, she still loves you, so that I can rest assured when I die.

@不远行： Sorry, if I could, I would like to tell you personally, so you will come to see me, right?

Luo Xing frowned. At this point, he no longer needed any doubts. The person opposite should be his father.

Originally, he was still thinking, who was so afraid that Zhao Jiulan knew that he had contacted him, and still insisted on seeing him.

Zhao Jiulan has no friends or relatives, and the only person who can have anything to do with her, and who is afraid of letting her know that she wants to see him before she dies, is probably his biological father.

The man said that he cared about himself and had secretly noticed him.

He has watched every game.

He also said that it was okay, Zhao Jiulan loved him very much, even if he died, he could rest assured.

This person is lying.

He may have watched a game of his own, but he has never paid attention to him. Just do a little research and you will know that Zhao Jiulan has never "loved" him at all.

Even the principal of No. [-] Middle School knew that Zhao Jiulan only hated him, and trained him as a cold learning machine. He had never been tender and loving to him even for a single day.

wrong.

Luo Xing suddenly remembered that once, on the day he was beaten deaf by Zhao Jiulan and hospitalized, a man came.

In a daze, he saw Zhao Jiulan talking to a man, she smiled proudly and indifferently, and then gently fed him a mouthful of cake.

That day.

Luo Xing always thought that Zhao Jiulan really cared about him that day, and even held back his tears, thinking not to make her worry, not to make her mother worry.

He doesn't hurt.

He remembered that cake for many years, and because of that cake, he always thought that Zhao Jiulan had loved him, but he was wrong, he had always been wrong.

She just did it for that man, pretending that she loves her son very much, and deliberately stimulating him.

Luo Xing sat on a chair in the hospital lobby, staring blankly at the messages of true feelings that popped up one by one on the phone, and only thought it was ridiculous.

each of them.

No one welcomed his birth, and why he was born privately, he didn't mind suffering the pain himself, but he really didn't understand.

Dad, Mom.

What a loving and ironic title.

If they didn't want it, why did they give birth to him.

Luo Xing lowered his head into his arms, but the moment he lowered his face, someone held his face, and he raised his head.

A man stood quietly in front of him, then knelt down and wiped away his tears with his fingertips.

Huo Xingzhou.