madness

The voice rising like boiling water in his ears gradually rose, and before the point where he was about to collapse, sticky sweat oozed from Su Zhiyun's palms, and his heart was pounding.

He looked into Gu Zehuan's eyes, and there was a loud noise that almost exploded in his ears.

Su Zhiyun knocked off Gu Zehuan's hand with a fierce and cold expression.

He said, "You bitch, don't touch me with your dirty hands."

There was the sound of someone gasping for air.

Su Zhiyun pushed Gu Zehuan away in a few steps, and left beside him.

After a while, everyone came back to their senses and went up to comfort Gu Zehuan one after another.

"Are you OK?"

"Why is Su Zhiyun like this? He's really a wolf."

"unacceptable."

Amidst those whispers, Gu Zehuan lowered his head, looked at his fingers, and did not speak.

Su Zhiyun ran to the toilet alone, and the cold water poured on his face, which dispelled the scorching heat. He washed his face in the mirror several times before he dared to raise his head.

He hesitated for a moment, brushed up his hair, and leaned closer to the mirror to look.

With watery eyes, panicked.

There was still a rising blush on her cheeks, which couldn't be wiped away no matter how much she rubbed.

He washed his face a few more times, crushing those charming thoughts in the cold water.

People walking on the road will deliberately avoid Su Zhiyun.

Su Zhiyun didn't care about those people, put his hands in his pockets, and the three silver rings on the earbone of his right ear collided with each other, making a soft noise. He took a few breaths of fresh air, and there was the fragrance of gardenias in the wind.

For no reason, he recalled the smell of lemon laundry detergent on Gu Zehuan's body, compared the two secretly, and found that the smell on Gu Zehuan's body was more comfortable.

Su Zhiyun's footsteps stopped, and the base of his ear began to turn red again uncontrollably. He touched his ear, it was hot, hot and soft, as if he was holding a piece of cherry-flavored fudge that was about to melt.

When Su Zhiyun walked unhurriedly to the playground, physical education class was over, he saw a volleyball rolling over, stopped it with his feet, and kicked it back lightly.

The last sports committee member to leave was a little surprised. He picked up the volleyball into the net pocket, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Are you looking for Gu Zehuan?"

The soles of Su Zhiyun's feet rubbed against the runway, making a "saladla" sound, and he responded vaguely. He only looked down at the red rubber runway, and felt his ears heat up again.

"He was called away by the teacher a long time ago."

The sports committee said so.

He thought for a while, but still couldn't help asking: "Do you not like Gu Zehuan? Why did you scold him just now?"

"Fortunately, Gu Zehuan is not the kind of person who would take these things to heart. Otherwise, someone else will definitely fight you."

The sports committee didn't hear Su Zhiyun's voice for a long time, only to see that he lowered his head, and the movement of pulling the gravel with his feet stopped, and he dragged the net bag away again, a little self-defeating.

The weather in June is like a child's face that changes as soon as it is said.Just now there was a little sign of the sun rising, but now it was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and drizzle began to float down from the sky.

Su Zhiyun raised his head, a huge drop of water landed on the corner of his eye, then slid down again, the wind picked up suddenly, the leaves rustled, and it rained heavily in a blink of an eye.

Everyone fled into the corridor amidst the sound of rain, slapping the water droplets off their shoulder blades and hair tips.

Su Zhiyun passed by the flower bed, pulled a bunch of gardenias from the bushes, crushed them and put them in his pocket.

When Su Zhiyun, who was drenched all over, walked into the class, the classroom was silent for a moment. Su Zhiyun was used to going his own way, and went to sit in the corner of the last row by himself, and then got down on the ground.

The little fat man at the same table saw that Su Zhiyun was buried in his elbows, the water droplets on the tips of his hair soaked the draft paper spread out on the table, and only a little ear was exposed, which was whitened by the rain. The three earrings are still shining.

He was thin at first, but after getting wet, he looked more and more lonely, like a kitten. The little fat man suddenly felt that he was a little pitiful, so he took a pack of tissues from the drawer and quietly placed it beside Su Zhiyun's hand.

Su Zhiyun didn't know when he suddenly turned his head to the side again. His eyes were not as bright as those of ordinary children, but foggy and impersonal. When he stared at people, he looked like some kind of cold-blooded animal.

Suddenly meeting such an eye, the little fat man's heart almost skipped a beat in fright, his hands were shaking, but he saw Su Zhiyun stretch out his hand, gathered the pack of tissues in his palm, opened it, and took out a wrapped in wet hair.

The tissue quickly stuck to the hair, and after a while, Su Zhiyun tore it into pulp clumsily.

The little fat man couldn't stand it any longer. He glanced at the teacher who was concentrating on the class, stood up the book to cover his face, and whispered to Su Zhiyun, "Wipe your arms and face first."

Su Zhiyun didn't say anything for the first time, he lifted his hair and wiped off the water droplets.

It was the first time for the little fat man to see Su Zhiyun's face. He was taken aback for a moment, and then muttered in a low voice: "Isn't this pretty? What are you doing with such long bangs every day?"

Su Zhiyun didn't speak, he wiped off the water on his face and arms, bent down again and continued to sleep.

The little fat man had no choice but to continue with the class, and after a while, he suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance of flowers. He sniffed it, lowered his head, and found that someone had put three rubbing flowers on his desk at some point. Crushed gardenias.

"When did this happen?"

The little fat man was surprised, he turned his head to look at Su Zhiyun, and found that he had fallen asleep.

…………

It rained heavily when school was over today, and Su Zhiyun was trapped under the eaves of the teaching building, with colorful umbrellas being held in his hands, floating away like duckweed.

There were fewer and fewer people in the teaching building, from five or six, to three or four, and finally Su Zhiyun was the only one left. He stepped hard on the small puddle that had accumulated on the red floor tiles, and the sky had turned into a cloudless sky. It was dusty, and the rain changed from heavy rain at the beginning to light rain.

Su Zhiyun walked into the rain, ready to go to the delivery station alone.

After walking a few steps, he was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Su Zhiyun, Su Zhiyun!"

I only heard the little fat man happily calling his name, and then ran over with great difficulty.

The little fat man who was left late was very happy when he saw Su Zhiyun. He was very timid. During the break today, the front desk told him many supernatural stories about the campus. The English teacher in the skirt was almost scared out of his wits.

Seeing Su Zhiyun now is like seeing a savior.

Excited.

Two people are better together than one.

The little fat man thought secretly, Su Zhiyun had talked to him before, so they should be considered friends now, right?

He squeezed the handle of the umbrella in his hand, and said with a flattering smile, "Su Zhiyun, which bus station are you going home to?"

Su Zhiyun casually pointed to a place.

The little fat man was even happier.

"That's a coincidence, I'm also taking a ride there, why don't we get together?"

The little fat man is an acquaintance. After getting in touch with Su Zhiyun for a while today, he realized that the other party seemed not as scary as he imagined.

He talked eloquently, most of which were sporadic complaints and complaints. Su Zhiyun didn't speak, but the little fat man felt that he should be listening.

"Hey, you're not as unreasonable as the legend says."

The little fat man followed Su Zhiyun to the bus stop. He was lucky that the bus came right away, so he waved to Su Zhiyun.

"My car is here, see you tomorrow."

Su Zhiyun ignored him, took his hand out of his pocket after he got into the car, put it under his nose and sniffed, there was still a little scent of gardenia left.

It was almost eight o'clock when we got home, and it rained heavily on the way. Su Zhiyun was drenched to the skin, dripping water dripping from the corner of his schoolbag.

Aunt Wang, who was in charge of hygiene, saw it and couldn't help complaining: "My little master, what did you do? This is a solid wood floor, and it will be damaged if it gets in water."

Su Zhiyun didn't say anything, took off his shoes, threw his schoolbag aside, and walked upstairs.

He went to take a shower, and it was almost nine o'clock when he got down again.

His mother was sitting on the sofa watching the dog-blood drama at [-] o'clock, holding the little curly-haired teddy in her arms. The little teddy started barking when she saw Su Zhiyun, baring her teeth and trying to rush over to bite him, but Li Yanjiao almost missed it. I had to try to appease it.

"Lele, my little Lele, don't be afraid, it's okay, that's not a bad person, it's your brother."

Su Zhiyun was sitting on the table, eating the reheated leftovers, looked at the teddy and said coldly: "Take care of your dog, or I will peel off his skin sooner or later."

Li Yanjiao was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, she began to curse at the top of her voice: "I am your mother, why did you talk to your mother? How did Lele offend you? You want to skin it. How dare you touch him?" If you don't believe me, I will fight you hard!"

"Keeping you is not as good as raising a dog, causing trouble all day long."

Su Zhiyun sneered: "I am indeed not as good as a dog in your mind."

Li Yanjiao rushed up and slapped Su Zhiyun, her well-maintained face was slightly distorted.

"Why can't you learn from your brother? Did I say a word when you came home so late every day? What do you still think of me! Su Zhiyun, I don't owe you, no one in this family owes you!"

Su Zhiyun was beaten to the side, swallowed the slight smell, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and went upstairs.

Li Yanjiao's roar could still be vaguely heard underneath.

"If he doesn't want to eat it, don't let him eat it. I think he just doesn't want us to have a good time! He doesn't want everyone in our family to have a good time! I really don't know what the purpose of having this bastard was."

This kind of drama is being staged every day, and it is not uncommon.

Su Zhiyun looked around the room, his face suddenly changed, he opened his pillow, and found that it was empty underneath.

"Bang bang bang."

"Bang bang bang."

Someone slammed the door of Su Tianlin's room.

Su Tianlin pushed the door open a crack, and before he could say anything, he was kicked open, and a girl's scream came from behind the door that opened suddenly.

Su Zhiyun didn't look at the naked girl lying on the bed, but said to Su Tianlin: "Where's my diary? Why do you want to touch my things?"

Su Tianlin pushed him a little impatiently.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why should I touch your diary? Am I sick?"

"Where's my diary?"

Su Zhiyun looked at him and almost squeezed out every word from his lips. The stubborn and distorted gaze almost made Su Tianlin get goosebumps. He cursed secretly and took out a cowhide-wrapped diary from the drawer. Ben stuffed it into Su Zhiyun's arms.

"Go away."

The door suddenly closed again in front of Su Zhiyun.

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