orange crisis

Cen Cheng was still the same as usual, sitting on the edge of the court with his chin propped up to watch them play basketball.

Whether it's running posture, jumping posture, or shooting posture, Ji Churan is the most beautiful and outstanding.

It's just that he was a little absent-minded today, thinking of his father's appearance when he came to hold a parent-teacher meeting for him, he always smiled.

Cen Cheng's face looks more like his mother's, but his eyes are like his father's, his skin is like his father's, and his temper is also like his father's.

Gentle, kind, good tempered.Maybe because of his young age, he always speaks softly and smiles.

Because of his overly gentle personality, it's not like he hasn't met someone as inexplicably sharp as Xi Zhou.Or in comparison, Xi Zhou is not so heinous.

Perhaps it was because of recalling some uncomfortable past events, Cen Cheng's expression was a little sad.When Ji Churan came over after playing, he saw him alone in depression, and subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

Cen Cheng responded and pulled himself out of the past. He looked up at Ji Churan, smiled and shook his head: "It's nothing. I miss my parents a little bit."

Ji Churan took advantage of the situation and sat beside him, holding a bottle of sea salt-flavored soda in his hand and slowly drinking it.He had already asked An Ge about the car accident between Cen Cheng's parents.It's just that Cen Cheng didn't mention it, and he wouldn't just throw salt on people's wounds by looking for trouble.

Cen Cheng rubbed his face casually, turned around and asked, "Ji Churan, is it your father or your mother who will come to the parent meeting today?"

Ji Churan slowly squeezed the cap of the water bottle tightly, and his clear and cold voice was especially pleasant in the early autumn night: "My brother. But it depends on whether he is free."

Although his expression was still cold and indifferent, Cen Cheng still caught something wrong in his voice.

He parted his lips and blinked his eyes in a panic.

Did I say something wrong...?

"My parents died when I was in junior high school, and the plane crashed." Ji Churan leaned lazily on the barbed wire, pinching the body of the soda water bottle with his fingers, his voice was flat as if without any emotion.

Cen Cheng didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, a little sad and mixed, those beautiful light brown eyes just stared at Ji Churan in a daze.

Ji Churan lowered his eyes, and pursed his thin lips slightly: "I asked An Ge about your parents."

"Huh?" Cen Cheng was stunned.

Ji Churan looked down at Cen Cheng's slightly upturned face, and said slowly, "So it's okay to tell you about me."

Cen Cheng recalled, blinked subconsciously, and shook his eyelashes slightly: "Ji Churan, I'm not someone who is curious about other people's private affairs."

But he didn't know what else to say.

Ji Churan silently looked at the pair of beautiful, round, light to brown eyes, and almost subconsciously raised his hand to rub Cen Cheng's hair.

——No wonder An Ge likes to touch his head so much.

Because the boy raised his face slightly and looked at him with a slightly dazed look, which really looked like the little kitten he raised from head to ass.

Maybe it's because the early autumn breeze makes people really lazy and comfortable.Ji Churan hooked his lips into a very rare smile, and his Adam's apple moved slightly: "I know you're not."

Seeing the gentle smile on his usually indifferent face, Cen Cheng was almost stunned.The young man hugged his knees, buried that delicate and delicate face in his arms, his voice was muffled, but with a unique softness.

"Ji Churan, I really think you are very good, very good."

This time it was Ji Churan's turn to be stunned, he didn't understand what Cen Cheng meant by this sentence.

"I never thought that when I was bullied, someone would come to help me." The boy's soft voice was tinged with a little imperceptible crying: "I really feel that I can meet friends like you. Fine. You're all, all fine."

Ji Churan had no doubt that Cen Cheng buried his face in his arms because he was crying.

The boy frowned on the handsome and flamboyant face, and he raised his hand to rub the boy's soft black hair again.

Very gentle touch.

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Cen Cheng is good-looking, has a tutor, has a good temper, and is quite a laughable person. In fact, she has been very popular since she was a child.

Cen's father and Cen's mother have always put cultivating good moral character in the first place in his education.

In the third year of junior high school, there was a boy, who was the type who was not good in the class, his grades were average, but he was very naughty and slick, but he was very good at flattering the teacher.

At that time, the teacher in charge of the class was thinking about one area and one, and letting good students sit together with students with middle grades would also help improve their grades.The seat rearrangement was disrupted in the class, and a series of things happened later.

It all stemmed from Cen Cheng's rejection of the boy's request to borrow money from him.

Although the amount was small each time, this person never paid it back, so Cen Cheng refused after three times.Nothing more than three.

Then this person began to feel hostile towards him for no reason, because of the relationship between the front and back desks, Cen Cheng had been bullied by him all the time.

-When I was listening to the class carefully, I kept poking Cen Cheng's back with art scissors.

-slashes his school uniform with a box knife.

-When Cen Cheng went to wash the chopsticks, he put the soil into the lunch box that Cen Cheng had just packed, and deliberately stirred it to the lower layer.If it wasn't for being reminded by a kind female classmate, Cen Cheng might have really eaten it.

Regarding the matter of being bullied, he asked his teacher, but it was of no use.

The classmates also pretended not to see it.

Because no one can guarantee whether that person will change the target of bullying after saving Cen Cheng.

So they just pretend that none of this happened, even his former best friend...

Because junior high school is a public school with nine-year compulsory education, the school's goal is to enable everyone to graduate.The teacher didn't care much about this kind of thing that didn't cause any substantial harm.

It seems that everything can be said to be a slapstick between classmates.

Boys of that age, even if they admit to being wrong on the surface, they will only intensify and do those terrible things behind their backs.

When he was out of school, he was blocked in the toilet cubicle by that boy. It was not enough to hit him, and he was threatened with a compass pin.threatened to blind him.

He was really scared to cry.The eye circles were red, and the tears kept rolling in the eye sockets.The teenager begged for mercy with tears but failed to bring him relief.

The boy stared at Cen Cheng with a very strange look as if he had discovered something more interesting.In the end, he used a compass to pierce many wounds of different shades on Cen Cheng's waist... just to hear Cen Cheng's painful sobs.

The next day, he had a fever due to the inflammation of the wound, and he was drowsy from the fever. Then mother Cen discovered the wound on his waist. It was the first time Cen Cheng saw his mother crying sobbing.

Later, his parents went to the school to find a teacher to mediate and ask the school for an explanation.

But in the end, the school chose to suppress it for the sake of reputation, but chose a compromise method, letting Cen Cheng change classes and stay away from that boy.

Obviously he didn't do anything, but he had to change classes because of this, and re-adjusted to a group of strange classmates and strange teachers in the third year of junior high.

If changing classes can calm down everything, Cen Cheng is fine.

But it didn't. The matter ended completely because Cen Cheng was pushed down the stairs by this boy and was hospitalized in a coma.

The boy was expelled from the school, and the original head teacher was also punished for it.

Fortunately, Cen Cheng's injury was not serious, he just didn't understand, obviously he didn't do anything, why did he encounter these things?Is it really like what the teacher said, no one else is being bullied and only you are being targeted, should you reflect on your own problems?

Cen's mother's gentle voice seemed to still be in her ears, and she told Cen Cheng that he was not wrong.

Will boys be discriminated against and bullied if they are gentle?Do you deserve to suffer these just because you legitimately rejected the excessive demands of others?Reflecting is never something that should be done by victims.The unrepentant bully, and the one who ignores the bullying and tries to shield the perpetrator, that is the root of evil.

It's just that since then, Cen Cheng's father has personally picked him up and dropped him off from school.Because Cen's mother was worried that the boy would not give up, and was also afraid that he would take revenge on Cen Cheng.

Fortunately, these messy things did not affect his high school entrance examination, and those classmates in the first year of high school were also good people.

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When Ji Churan saved him, when he reached out to him.

I cry not because of the pain, but because of the feeling of being rescued in time.

He is really, really, very grateful to Ji Churan.

After Cen Cheng choked up and finished talking about her past, she raised her face, reached out and wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes indiscriminately.He tried his best to raise his face, looked at the dim starlight in the sky and smiled hard.

"Your mother is really nice." Ji Churan felt his heart was stuffy, and there was a kind of deep distress, very subtle, which was still captured by him: "That kind of scum doesn't deserve to be remembered by you."

Cen Cheng nodded: "People's memories are so precious, I don't want to waste memory points remembering this kind of people. I just need to remember people who treat me well, father, mother, aunt, cousin... and You, there are many, many, all very good people are enough."

Ji Churan raised his hand to rub Cen Cheng's hair for the third time, and he has reached a point where he is very comfortable and used to it.

"I also think your mother is right. Gentleness is good, and you are also good." He paused, then added softly, "It's very good."

The boy's originally smooth black hair was messed up by Ji Churan, but it was still pretty and cute.

"That," Cen Cheng cleared his throat, as if a little embarrassed: "Don't tell Lin Fan that I just cried, are they okay? It's embarrassing."

"Okay." Ji Churan responded.

"Thank you," Cen Cheng bit his lower lip, his beautiful round eyes curved into a curved smile, "Thank you also for listening to me about the past."

The author says:

_(:з」∠)_Although Chengcheng is still so gentle and cute