I want to have a relationship with you

Su Jingming didn't sleep well that night, and the burning pain in his back seemed to be hitting him.

Even though the medicine has been taken, it still hurts.

Su Jingming was not to be outdone, every time Su Qicheng came back, he would always find a reason to attack him.

Scared from the very beginning.

The numbness by the end doesn't even matter.

Ren Wei once accidentally saw the bruises on Su Jingming's body, and jumped anxiously at that time, "Who did it, dare to attack my brother Ming?!"

Su Jingming: "Your Brother Ming's father."

Su Jingming admitted generously, and didn't care about the surprise in Ren Wei's eyes.

Ren Wei asked him why he didn't expose Su Jingming.

Su Jingming said: "I have no position. He gave birth to me and raised me, so it is considered repayment."

Who told him that he was born with the surname Su, and he was born with Su Qicheng's blood.

He hated his last name.

He also hates that he has the same blood as Su Qicheng.

Su Jingming tossed and turned on the bed and stayed up all night.

At daybreak, I could already hear the vendors downstairs who set up their stalls early in the morning.

The movement of tossing was not small, and it was not known whether it was breaking the bowl or the plate.

The silence was also broken at this moment.

"I'm going to die, I haven't earned any money, and I've been wasting money all day long."

Su Jingming recognized the voice. The owner selling rice noodles downstairs was scolding his son who had dropped out of school when he was just 15 years old.

Su Jingming knelt on the bed, and awkwardly applied medicine to the wound behind him through the mirror.

There was no skin or flesh, and a large area of ​​bruises appeared on the smooth back.

It looks scary.

After taking the medicine, Su Jingming took his schoolbag after washing, closed every window in the house, drew the curtains, and went out.

When the son of the breakfast shop saw Su Jingming, who was lifeless all day long, he was very upset.

He wiped the table and chairs angrily. Su Jingming stood in front of the stall for a while and said to the boss, "A bowl of clear soup, no green onions or coriander, and a fried egg."

The boss acted very quickly, and made a bowl of rice noodles in clear soup for Su Jingming in a short while.

Su Jingming looked at the steaming rice noodles expressionlessly. In this noisy morning, it smelled like fireworks.

He took off his glasses, brushed his messy sleeping hair, and began to take small sips of powder.

After eating, Su Jingming scanned the QR code to pay.The boss's son's eyes stayed on the school uniform Su Jingming was wearing. After Su Jingming left, he came back to his senses reluctantly.

"It's good to be a nerd, and you can still go to school."

After hearing this, the boss gave his son a hammer on the back of the head, "He studies well, can you compare?"

In the old alleys of the last century, all kinds of people are interspersed among the messy alleys.

The tireless shouts spread throughout the streets and alleys.

You never know who you will meet and who you will miss in the next alley.

The daylight came late in October, Su Jingming was the first to arrive in the classroom, and turned on the lights in the classroom.The bright lights lit up every corner of the classroom in an instant.

Su Jingming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked to his seat, and first took out the homework that he didn't write yesterday.

He rubbed his neck a few times, and the pain in his back was obviously much better than last night.

If you look carefully, Su Jingming's complexion is a little paler than before.

Su Jingming pursed his lips and frowned as he finished his math, physics and chemistry homework.

Just as I was about to open my English homework book, there was a slight sound from the door of the classroom.

Su Jingming raised his head and looked over in surprise, and Wen Yan also looked over in surprise.

"...You came so early." Wen Yan put his hand on the door frame, at this point most of the students hadn't left home.

Su Jingming hummed, then lowered his head to do his homework.

Wen Yan stood by the door and thought for a while, then quietly returned to his seat.

The distance between them is not far, and there is an aisle in the middle.

Just as Wen Yan sat down, he took out his mobile phone and found Su Jingming in the class group. With a flick of his finger, he added Su Jingming as a friend.

Su Jingming's cell phone on the table vibrated, and he freed his hand to unlock it.

Wen Yan requests to add you as a friend.

Su Jingming raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Yan who was not far away from him.

"what are you doing?"

Wen Yan: "Add friends."

"What are you doing as a friend?"

"I'll buy you an Ultraman."

"..."

Originally thought what Wen Yan said was a joke, but Su Jingming didn't expect him to take it seriously.

"Why, still not passed?"

Under Wen Yan's urging, Su Jingming applied through Wen Yan's friend application.

In the next second, Wen Yan sent over a dozen pictures of Ultraman.

Wen Yan said: "I don't know too much about this aspect. The only Ultraman I know is Tiga. Let's see which one do you like?"

Su Jingming swallowed silently, he didn't expect Wen Yan to be so serious.

Seriously... I feel like I'm a second grader than myself.

And wouldn't it be strange for a boy to give another boy Ultraman?

Su Jingming can now imagine that he personally took over the Ultraman that Wen Yan gave him.

Such a picture is really shocking.

Su Jingming flicked a few times on the screen randomly, and finally typed a few words in the chat box.

Actually I was joking with you.

Wen Yan replied quickly: Then I treat you to dinner?

Su Jingming: ...

A weird conversation started from WeChat.

Su Jingming: Really, you brothers and sisters don't need to be so polite.

Wen Yan: This is not to be polite, but to thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Su Jingming: No need to thank... Really.

Su Jingming really wanted to tell Wen Yan loudly that I am the embodiment of justice, and I don't need thanks from you mortals!

Wen Yan turned his head to look over, Su Jingming held the phone with a melancholy look on his face, under the light of the incandescent lamp, he looked a bit obedient.

good?

Wen Yan was so shocked by his description that he even deleted the words about preparing to recover Su Jingming.

Without Wen Yan's interruption, Su Jingming's figure was elongated by the incandescent lamp, and the quiet classroom could only hear the wind outside the window and the sound of paper and pen rubbing against each other.

Wen Yan took out a paper at random, and wrote more than half of it absent-mindedly, and finally heard the sound of the person next to him putting down his pen.

Wen Yan turned his head to look over, Su Jingming didn't even give himself an extra look, and just lay down on the table to sleep.

Looks like homework is done.

As the class time approached, there were more and more people in the classroom, and the quiet classroom gradually became noisy.

Ren Wei came in by stepping on the class bell. With a sleepy face, he saw Su Jingming sleeping on the table with his black-rimmed glasses on the corner of the table.

For a moment, Ren Wei wanted to throw away Su Jingming's non-prescribing glasses.

He held back his hand, and sat quietly beside Su Jingming.

As soon as the class bell rang, Ren Wei whispered beside him, "Brother Ming, class is on."

Su Jingming lay on the table with his eyes closed and rested. Before he raised his head, he was looking for his glasses at the corner of the table.After grabbing a few times indiscriminately, Zhang Jia, who was sitting at the front table, made too much movement with the book before he could catch the temples, causing the glasses to fall off.

Zhang Jia heard something falling, looked down, immediately picked it up and turned around to apologize to Su Jingming.

Su Jingming brushed the hair on his forehead with his hands, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes.

His eyes were a little cold and alienated.

With a sleepy look on his face, he looked somewhat attractive.

Zhang Jia was stunned for a moment before he realized a problem.

She seems to have never seen clearly what Su Jingming looks like?

Most of the impressions stay in his black-rimmed glasses and short hair that covers his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Su Jingming looked at the glasses in her hand, his voice was hoarse, tired from not sleeping well.

Zhang Jia blushed, and carefully placed the glasses in her hand on Su Jingming's table.

"Yes... sorry, I took off your glasses."

Su Jingming hummed, "It's okay."

In the first class in the morning, most of the students were sleepy until the second class was over.Only then did someone clamor to go to the school's convenience store to buy something to eat, so as to wake up.

Ren Wei yawned a lot, and he asked Su Jingming, "I'm going to buy some bread, what do you want to eat?"

Su Jingming looked down at his phone, "No need."

During a big class break, most of the students in the classroom had left.

Su Jingming wanted to get up and prepare to move his body. Just as he straightened his back, the tearing pain immediately spread from the back to his brain.

He subconsciously took a breath of cold air, put his hands on the table, and took several breaths carefully before he felt the pain.

According to past experience, such pain will last for another week.

Su Jingming cursed a few times in his heart, and his body that wanted to move had to calm down.

This time Su Qicheng beat him soberly, if he had drunk some alcohol in the past, he might hit him harder than now.

As long as it is within Su Jingming's tolerance, Su Qicheng can grasp the winner.

One morning, Su Jingming endured the pain in his back and listened to the class all morning in a daze.

Every time Su Qicheng came back, Su Jingming's energy in class the next day would become very poor and he would not be in the mood.Sometimes, during the class, the person has already left the position and disappeared.

When Wen Yan came out of the office with his homework in his arms, he saw that there was no one in Su Jingming's place.

He posted the homework on Su Jingming's desk and asked Ren Wei, "Where did Su Jingming go?"

Ren Wei looked up, "Everyone was still here just now, maybe they went to the toilet."

Su Jingming was on the roof of the building at this time, and the bell rang in his ears for an unknown class.

The sunshine of October is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and always sprinkles on the body with a strange gentleness.

He sat on the ground opposite the wall, arched his body, and pressed his forehead against the wall.

The noisy campus gradually subsided, replaced only by the sound of lectures coming through the windows.

Very peaceful.

Also very suffocating.

The sunlight behind him was like the best conditioner, coating the gap in Su Jingming's heart layer after layer.

He really likes light.

As long as there is light, all problems will be solved.

The phone in his pocket vibrated a lot, Su Jingming wrinkled his nose and took it out to unlock it.

It's gentle news.

Wen Yan: Where are you? I brought you something to eat.

Wen Yan: What about people?

Wen Yan: Su Jingming.

Su Jingming is the worst at dealing with such people, let alone Wen Yan.

Su Jingming knew that if he didn't reply to Wen Yan, the news would never stop.

Su Jingming: I'm on the rooftop.

As soon as I sent it, there was no response from the other party.

Not long after, the door to the roof was opened.

Wen Yan held a bag of buns in his hand, and the moment he opened the door, he saw Su Jingming sitting cross-legged in the corner.

Su Jingming raised his head, turned his back to the light, and looked at the tall boy.

Su Jingming: "Wen Yan, why are you so pestering?"

Wen Yan squatted down so that he was at eye level, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times.

"I want to get to know you."