madness

The two sat in the police station, not speaking to each other.

Su Zhiyun looked up at the fluorescent lamp on the ceiling and was lost in thought. A dusty moth clumsily and stubbornly bumped into the lamp tube again and again.

The front desk brought two glasses of warm water and comforted them carefully: "It's okay, we've already heard the situation from that girl, you guys are acting bravely, don't worry."

Cui Ming touched the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "That beautiful sister, can we go?"

"It's getting late now, do you want the police to send you back?"

"No, no, it's too much trouble for you."

Let the police station take us back, won't the whole world know what we did?

Cui Ming thought to himself.

For them, being known for doing good deeds is much more shameful than being known for doing bad deeds.

Su Zhiyun tilted his head and yawned, the three earrings protruding from his hair shimmered.

Just now, Cui Ming was jumped by Su Zhiyun, he didn't do anything, he just stopped, but the other party went up without warning.

"Hey, do you know that girl?"

There were no stars or moon in the night sky outside the street, and the light could not disperse the heavy clouds above his head. Su Zhiyun went to the vending machine and bought a bottle of Coke.

"do not know."

"I don't know you suddenly went up to save her?"

Su Zhiyun opened the cola, and the tiny bubbles of the carbonated drink burst and dispersed on his taste buds.

"She has a dimple."

Cui Ming was taken aback.

What an inexplicable reason.

Su Zhiyun glanced at Cui Ming who was empty in his arms.

"Where's the cat?"

Only then did Cui Ming react, feeling a little embarrassed.

"I just went up to help, and I gave the cat to the girl to hug."

"Forget it." Su Zhiyun stopped Cui Ming who was going to go to the police station, and threw the unfinished carbonated drink into the recyclable trash can: "Give it to her."

too weird.

Su Zhiyun didn't seem to have anything to do with being helpful.

Cui Ming looked at the silent Su Zhiyun and thought.

The sky is still the same, with deep clouds and misty starlight.

Su Zhiyun lowered his head, the place where the nail was nailed still hurt, and he could taste a bit of blood.

Fortunately, the air conditioner should have been repaired when I went back.

…………

The weather forecast says that it will be heavy rain today. Rain in summer is always unpleasant and cannot dispel the scorching heat. Not only that, but before it rains, it will torture you severely, making you soaked in a layer of sweat and become wet. Huhu, it's sticky, even after that, it won't let you off, it just stingily let out a little bit of cold air from between the fingers.

Su Zhiyun came to the school again after being locked up for a week. The absence of a classmate did not change the atmosphere in the class. Everyone still teased each other when class was over, complained about too much homework, and sometimes talked about it. From the novel and movie I watched recently.

Girls will talk about the attractive boys in the class, just as boys will talk about the attractive girls in private.

There is a smell of adolescent restless hormones all around.

When Su Zhiyun came in, the class was silent for a moment, and soon it turned into whispers, the voice was so loud that Su Zhiyun didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and the three silver earrings on his ears became darker under the light of a little light. shining.

The teacher who taught the class was also a little surprised, and asked Su Zhiyun if he had gone to the wrong classroom.

Su Zhiyun ignored the other party as usual, and then walked to the seat alone.

Damn, with such a pull, I really didn't recognize the wrong person.

The little fat man thought to himself.

When get out of class was over, the word "Su Zhiyun" quickly spread throughout the grade as if it had grown legs. Many people pretended to go to the toilet just to pass Class 3 and take a peek.

Su Zhiyun didn't feel conscious at all, he casually bit the tip of his pen and stared at the math problems in his notebook, as if he was obsessed with some deep hatred.

Is there a fundamental difference between a gloomy, slimy, disgusting pervert and a vicious, violent, tall, handsome guy?The little fat man wailed in his heart, such a handsome guy with dark attributes should not satisfy the little girl's fantasies too much.

Just 10 minutes after class was over, he had already felt countless curious eyes cast on him.

It’s okay to look at Su Zhiyun with the eyes of visiting rare animals, but also to look at himself by the way. The comparison between the two is really tragic.

"You...why did you suddenly think of tying up your hair?"

the little fat man asked cautiously.

"Pierce it if you want to." Su Zhiyun raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes, dark and dark, unable to see through the light: "Is it ugly?"

"Not at all..."

The little fat man spoke hesitantly.

Su Zhiyun played with the eraser in his hand. The eraser was riddled with holes by himself, and countless mechanical pencil leads were broken inside. If the eraser had life, he would probably scold this ruthless owner.

He watched Gu Zehuan quietly through the mirror on the table. The other party was talking to the boy at the front table. The weather was very stuffy, and Gu Zehuan was sweating a little. Because of the heat, his knees and elbows turned into that kind of subtle pink again. color.

The whole body exudes a sweet fragrance that belongs only to young boys.

It's like strawberry ice cream.

Just to be able to take a bite.

Su Zhiyun thought so, he couldn't help biting his thumb, his eyes were burning.

"The results of the model test have come down this time." The little fat man didn't notice that his deskmate was peeping at another adolescent male student like a pervert through the reflection of a mirror: "I'm the bottom of the class again, Have you decided what high school you want to go to?"

High school.

Su Zhiyun withdrew his gaze, and he drew a circle above the head of the graffiti figure on the sketchbook. The fan was still hanging, buzzing, there was no wind outside the window, and the sky in the distance was cloudy, and it was about to rain heavily.

Gu Zehuan has entered the direct promotion quota.

"Our school."

The little fat man was silent for a moment, and very wisely chose not to speak again.

He took out a bag of potato chips from the drawer, stuffed it into his mouth, and began to speak in a self-destructive manner: "My mother said that she would send me abroad to study in high school, but my English is so bad, I don't know if I can be here. I survived there, I heard that no one goes out at night in the United States, shootings and robberies happen frequently, what if I die there.”

Su Zhiyun listened to the little fat man's broken thoughts, and gradually fell down on the table. He was a little sleepy, the rubber band was too tight and his scalp hurt, he pulled it loose, and then he felt that he was struggling a little from being unable to breathe up.

He really wanted to plug his ears with a piece of cotton, or stop the other party's endless mouth.

But he was so sleepy that he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers, and he just wanted to have a good sleep.

Staying up too late made his brain buzz too.

Su Zhiyun watched the mv last night and saw it at three o'clock in the morning, and then he didn't sleep, his nerves were inexplicably excited, until the alarm clock sounded at seven o'clock, he had just squinted for half an hour.

Su Zhiyun had only fallen asleep in the early morning for seven consecutive days, and occasionally felt a dull pain in his chest.

"I'll sleep for a while, don't bother me."

The little fat man said, "But the next class is PE class."

"Don't go."

A crisp answer.

The little fat man looked at Su Zhiyun who had completely fallen asleep.

Why can such a person be admitted to junior high school?

A thunderous sound woke up Su Zhiyun, he opened his eyes, looked around and found that there was no one around, his brain was still a little chaotic, and he was not fully awake yet.

There was another deafening thunder, and Su Zhiyun glanced at the wall clock on the blackboard.

03: 30.

There are still 10 minutes until get out of class ends.

He took out a box of cherries from the drawer, a full box, bright red, and each one was shiny as if washed in water repeatedly, very beautiful.

…………

Because of a sudden heavy rain in the physical education class, everyone had to run to the gymnasium to shelter from the rain. The teacher was forced to give up the 1000-meter and 800-meter training and changed it to a temporary basketball game held with the next class.

Gu Zehuan is the vanguard of their class. He almost turned the situation around by himself, turning this patchwork basketball game into a professional game.

The little fat man also sweated profusely on the court, but all eyes were only on Gu Zehuan. After all, a handsome guy plus a basketball is exactly the effect of one plus one greater than two.

What's more, this handsome guy played very well.

Not only their class, but even the girls in other classes couldn't help cheering for Gu Ze.

This is too perverted.

The little fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling resentful and unwilling.

Is there anything Gu Zehuan can't do?

It was too unfair when God created man.

Gu Zehuan jumped up lightly.

Another beautiful three-pointer.

In the end, the competition between Class 3 and Class 7 ended with Class 3 narrowly winning by one point. Gu Zehuan walked to the stands amidst the cheers of the crowd. He unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip. Several boys who were competing with him excitedly wanted to go up. Hi-five him.

Gu Zehuan raised his hands. He held a water bottle in his right hand and a basketball in his left, indicating that it was inconvenient for him.

If you read correctly, he took a step back to avoid those physical contact, right?

The little fat man was stunned.

Sweat soaked Gu Zehuan's hair, and his skin showed a charming pink color in the high heat, as if he had been drunk. Gu Zehuan didn't realize it. He licked the water droplets on his lips and quietly listened to his teammates jumping for joy. cheers.

As if he doesn't care about what he looks like, and doesn't realize it at all, he exudes crazy attraction all by himself.

Gu Zehuan is a pretending bitch.

The little fat man thought of this sentence for no reason, and immediately threw this terrible thought out of his mind.

…………

While rubbing the drafts in the drawer, Gu Zehuan touched a box, he paused, and then pulled the box out.

It was a plastic box full of cherries.

Each one is very round and beautiful, exuding fragrance like the fruit in the oil painting.

Su Zhiyun listened to the little fat man's vivid description of how thrilling the basketball game was, and he was a little unmotivated. He only nodded occasionally, watching Gu Zehuan's reaction through the small mirror on the table.

The other party put the box of cherries back in, and found a new draft as if nothing had happened.

And there was no intention of opening the plastic box at all.

Su Zhiyun was a little reconciled, and the nail of his tongue touched his mouth, causing a faint pain.

The rain didn't show signs of stopping yet, and for some reason, the little fat man began to complain that he didn't want to go to a foreign high school.

Don't like eating cherries?

Su Zhiyun thought.

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