55.

Stars can be seen at night on the playground of the high school campus.

The huge stand is located next to the 400-meter runway. Behind the stand is a row of towering plane trees. In the early summer of May, the night wind rustled the leaves.

"Shh---"

"Hush a few times! I'm not saying, can your dad be more reliable? You managed to stay in the same school for a year, and your mother transferred another school, and your dad didn't mind the trouble."

"That's a long way to go, Yun Ning. He got a promotion and went over there to manage a newly opened Berwyn."

During evening self-study time, the playground was quiet and empty. The light spots of two cigarettes flickered on the highest step of the stands, and the smell of smoke was blown away by the cool wind.

He Chengnan took a deep breath, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and crushed it under the sole of his shoe.

He winked and said in a low voice, "Someone is coming."

"Could it be a teacher?"

"do not know."

The two squatted down, quietly watching the faint white light in the night, which was emitted by the screen of the mobile phone. It only turned on for a while and then went out. Yes, it sounds indescribably sad.

He Chengnan leaned on the wall of the stand and looked down, and saw the sad man hugged on the trunk of a sycamore tree, with short hair, wearing their high school uniform of Yuanlan Middle School, and the voice sounded like a boy.

Both of them were dumbfounded, they looked at each other, and couldn't figure out what kind of situation it was.

The teaching building was brightly lit, and the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

He Chengnan took out his mobile phone to check the time, May 5th, 15:20.

There is a 10-minute break between classes, and the playground becomes lively. There are walks, laps, and shopping at the canteen. The most fulfilling 10 minutes in the world is the 10 minutes between classes in school.

The bell rang again, and the students returned to class one after another.

The sad man sat under the sycamore tree, covering his face, tired from crying, and had no intention of moving.

The night fell silent again.

He Chengnan heard a cold voice muttering to himself, he couldn't hear clearly, it seemed to be about birthday, and he seemed to be cheating, and he also said that he was too stupid and always had a hard time studying.

He thought he was venting his emotions into the air, but he didn't expect that two voyeurs could hear his heartache.

Then, the long sleeves of the school uniform were rolled up.

He Chengnan watched helplessly as a metallic silver light glowed from a compass, and the sharp needles pierced into the skin. This person seemed to feel no pain. He obviously cried so desperately just now, but now he has no expression at all.

The two people in the stands were shocked, and they were all dumbfounded.

If smoking is to be severely cracked down and criticized, what about self-mutilation with compasses?

The horrible behavior has not stopped, the compass is switched to the left hand, and the cuff on the right is rolled up again, without the slightest hesitation in the action, like smoking, one mouthful after another, it is enjoyment, and I never think about this kind of enjoyment at this moment What kind of harm will it bring to the body.

He Chengnan came back to his senses, and heard himself shouting: "Hey! What are you doing!"

The boy under the tree immediately raised his head, obviously frightened, let out a low cry of panic, jumped up and was about to run.

He Chengnan was startled again, he could see clearly, and yelled: "Fuck! Happy to know!"

He turned around and ran down the steps, shouting, "You fucking stop!"

Le Zhiyou was thrown on the basketball court.

Another person came running after him, in a fog, scratching his hair and swearing, and asked He Chengnan, "Do you know him?"

He Chengnan rode on Le Zhiyou's body and pinched Le Zhiyou's chin with one hand, forcing him to turn his face around: "Sand pit, long jump, got beaten, isn't it him!"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and firmly suppressed Le Zhiyou, in disbelief: "What were you doing just now? Ah?"

Le Zhiyou struggled hard, the eyes that had just cried couldn't hold back the tears, sobbed uncontrollably while yelling "Let me go", but unfortunately he was no match for He Chengnan in strength, and was easily seen through the worst secret.

There were blood spots on both arms, and there were bloodstains.

He Chengnan took a deep breath and said in horror, "You! Fuck you! What's wrong with you?"

Le Zhiyou burst into tears: "You let me go! You let go! Ah---! Ah!!"

The cry was pitiful and sharp, He Chengnan looked at Le Zhiyou like a monster, he was totally different from the delicate and unfriendly tablemate in his memory.

How did it become like this?It is understandable to become bad and wild or good and become a nerd. Why do you become a lunatic?

He Chengnan was pulled up by his friends, dragged away, and said, don't worry about it, fuck, it's a lot of bad luck.

Le Zhiyou was relieved, and immediately got up on hands and feet, crying hoarsely, looking like a mad stray dog.

The slender figure ran out of the basketball court and fell on the grass again.

He Chengnan shook off his friend, stood where he was and stared at Le Zhiyou quietly.

The compasses fell off, and the pins were stained with blood, scarlet, and fell on the white court.

Le Zhiyou sat on the grass and wiped away tears, slowly stood up on his knees, turned around again, and walked towards He Chengnan.

It seems that the previous madness was all an illusion, and Le Zhiyou who has calmed down at this moment is real.

He picked up the compass, put it back into his pocket, and raised a dirty face and stated: "My parents are divorced, I can't accept it."

He Chengnan didn't make a sound, neither did the person beside him who was anxious to leave.

"Don't tell anyone, okay?"

He Chengnan nodded: "OK."

Le Zhiyou said, "Thank you."

When the wind blows, the camphor tree crowns sway messily, and the shadows reflected by the street lamps look like ghosts.

Mi Beiming came out of the macaron and took Qi Kai's mobile phone to take a picture of the car repair guys lying on the ground one by one. Someone shouted: "What are you doing taking pictures! What do you want to do! I want Call the police!"

"Call the police" as soon as they shouted, they immediately responded in groups, with six mouths in unison: "Call the police! Call the police!"

Mi Beiming kicked her feet one by one: "Damn mentally retarded! I will send you in to squat later! Don't worry!"

Then I opened the stinking van and took a frontal photo of the boss who fell in the seat. After the photo was finished, I closed the door with a "bang".

In the end, it was the one that Qi Kai was holding in his hand.

Mi Beiming asked: "What did you ask?"

Qi Kai had a sullen face, and He Chengnan sneered sarcastically: "You definitely don't know, of course he won't tell you."

Mi Beiming didn't understand and didn't interrupt, he could feel that Qi Kai was very upset.

He took a step back and stood a little further away, lowering his head to send a photo to Liang Xu: Next?

Brother Liang Xu: Share the location with me, and I will call the police for you.

Brother Liang Xu: Then go to the hospital.

Brother Liang Xu: I will come to you tomorrow.

All the "brothers" stared at Mi Beiming's lips, and he replied with Qi Kai's name: I'm fine, don't worry, and don't tell my dad either.

Brother Liang Xu: Don't say it.

Putting the phone away, Mi Beiming watched Qi Kai remain silent, and was about to say "Let's go", when he heard the bruised and swollen face speak slowly.

"He used a compass to pierce himself into a sieve, and his arms were riddled with holes."

I don't know the front and back, but I can hear people's scalp numb.

"Where were you then?"

He Chengnan was so angry that he was attacked by the bitterness, and his tone sounded contemptuous: "Where are you?"

With bloody lips parted, Qi Kai said hoarsely, "How do you know?"

He Chengnan ramblingly recalled several scenes, and the more he saw Qi Kai's out-of-control expression, the more complacent he became. He asked, "How much pain do you think it takes to choose self-mutilation? He is an old hand, and he won't even blink his eyes when the compasses are pierced."

"Even so, he still misses you, avoids you, and follows you at the same time, what kind of situation have you driven him into?"

"What about the 98% fit? Who else can hurt him to such an extent like you?"

"Didn't you say that self-mutilation is addictive? Don't ask him, how can you let him admit it to you? Be careful, the addiction is coming, and you will use a compass behind your back to prick yourself bloody."

Along with the sound of vomiting, there was a sour smell in the air.

He Chengnan couldn't continue talking, his collar was clenched too tightly, he was about to suffocate, and was oppressed by the furious pheromone, his throat convulsed, and he wanted to retch extremely.

There were tears falling from Qi Kai's eyes, and it seemed that it was not, it was the sky covered with dark clouds and the rain was finally torrential.

He whispered word by word: "I don't believe it."

Mi Beiming was woken up by the heavy rain and clearly realized the seriousness of the situation, he watched Qi Kai punch He Chengnan unconscious to the ground, rushed up to stop him, and persuaded him to the passenger seat: "Let me drive! You can't drive like this, and it will be even more troublesome if you hit it!"

The torrential rain brushed against the leaves, and the rain and fog were so dense that it was almost impossible to see ahead.

Qi Kai didn't seem to hear, after being stopped, he stood beside the car in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

Mi Beiming patted him on the back and shouted loudly: "Let me drive!"

Qi Kai turned his head to look at him, the No. 15 jersey was stuck to his body, and there was a long cut, torn at the heart.

He was stuffed into the co-pilot by Mi Beiming in a daze, buckled the seat belt, and the car door shut off the rain curtain. The closed space made the heartbeat sound clear in his ears. Qi Kai realized later that he was still alive , has not been pained to death.

Mi Beiming sat in the driver's seat when Liang Xu called again. After Mi Beiming answered the phone, he rang and asked him what he was doing. They were going back to school now.

"Back to school?" Liang Xu was worried, "Is there anyone else in the school infirmary?"

Mi Beiming turned his head to look at Qi Kai, his eyes were lowered, he looked out of his mind, probably quite agitated.

That's right, whoever changes can feel better.

Mi Beiming pursed her lips and cursed the fucker secretly, when did he encounter such a thing?

"Go back to school? How about going to the hospital first? I see you...you are still bleeding from your shoulder."

Couldn't get an answer.

Liang Xu on the opposite side was really anxious: "Is Qi Kai okay? You'd better go to the hospital first."

Mi Beiming took the phone closer, and said in a low voice, "He's not very well... There's a dog forcing people to kill him, and now... he's not very well anyway."

A deep breath came from the phone, and Liang Xu paused: "I'm leaving now, and I will drive for about four hours."

"No, there's no need. It's cloudy and rainy. You won't be able to drive for eight hours. You just stay in Xiaofudu."

After the words fell, Mi Bei heard the siren faintly: "You just called the police, didn't you?"

"Well, you don't need to stay, go to the hospital to see the injury."

"Okay, hang up first, I want to navigate."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Liang Xu to order again, he hung up quickly, and then set the navigation to People's Hospital.

Macaron ran smoothly in the rainy night.

Mi Beiming turned up the air conditioner by two degrees, and both of them were drenched, so they would not catch a cold if they turned on the air conditioner again.

He coughed lightly and said, "Brother, then what, don't worry about being sad, maybe that bitch is lying to you. If you can't beat it, just talk about it. Trash talk, who can't say it."

No one cares about him.

Even though he was such a big Alpha, he was sitting next to him, but he didn't make a sound, didn't move, and didn't make a sound.

"Think about it again," Mi Beiming tried his best to enlighten, "If, I mean if, self-harm will always leave a mark, right? Have you seen the scars on his arms?"

"……No."

After getting the answer, Mi Beiming immediately turned to look at Qi Kai, and was about to say "that's good", but was shocked by the tears falling from Qi Kai's eyes, and couldn't say anything for a while.

The atmosphere in the carriage was oppressive.

After a long time, the macaron had been open for a long time, Qi Kai suddenly said hoarsely: "He can do it."

Now Mi Beiming didn't know what to say. After holding back for a while, he asked, "Are you going to ask him?"

Qi Kai leaned his head back in the chair, extremely tired: "I don't know."

When the hospital arrived, Qi Kai didn't want to get out of the car.

Mi Beiming didn't bother to move.

The car was parked in the parking space, and the two sat in the car watching the rain and listening to the rain with their own thoughts.

Suddenly, the phone rang, breaking the silence.

Qi Kai looked at the "You Bao" on the screen and sent him a screen full of love, and asked him: I'm done, are you hungry, my stomach is so hungry, where are you?

He talked about tuberculosis and said: I only found out that it was raining so hard when I left the classroom!If you haven't arrived yet, drive slowly, I'm not in a hurry!

It's full of love and kisses flying around the screen.

Youbao: Miss you so much! [/Throw the dog].

Youbao: When you arrive later, can you show me your circle of friends?

Youbao: [waiting obediently with tail flicking.gif].

Qi Kai stared at the sentence "Where are you?" After watching for a while, his heart ached like he couldn't breathe.

He had already forgotten what he had posted in his circle of friends, and only now remembered when he clicked in: the long-distance relationship is over. [screenshot.jpg].

There are many new likes and many new replies.

Qi Kai flipped through the pages one by one, as indifferent as if he didn't notice them at all.

Until "Yubao" appeared again, with a silly red face on his head, he confessed happily in a lot of long and short comments. He was so happy that he didn't even notice that the most serious "Dede" was used wrongly.

Youbao: I am special every day, I miss you so much!

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