young and wanton

Xiao Zhichen went back to the dormitory to tidy himself up, changed his clothes, and then hurried to the teaching building with his schoolbag.

This time happened to be the time for morning self-study, except for the students who were still training on the playground, there was basically no one on the road.

In order to save time, Xiao Zhichen rarely took a shortcut.

Walking through the greenery in front of the dormitory building can save some distance. Xiao Zhichen followed Guo Nan once before.

However, Xiao Zhichen's luck today is really not very good. The morning exercise was wasted due to the sports meeting training. He went out of school to have breakfast with Wang Zilong and was caught by the teacher for being late. Right now, he was bumped into the face just as he walked out of the green belt. .

At the same time as he fell, Xiao Zhichen felt a tingling pain in his wrist. He raised his wrist to look, and scratched his skin a little. It should have been accidentally rubbed when he fell, but it was not a serious problem.

It was a boy who bumped into Xiao Zhichen, that boy was actually not bad, his eyebrows were thick and black, but he had a pair of red phoenix eyes, and there was a faint arrogance in his brows, he looked like the kind of uneasy student.

The other party was riding a Giant mountain bike, and after knocking down Xiao Zhichen, he also fell to the ground with others, still cursing.

"Which one walks without eyes?"

Xiao Zhichen, who doesn't have long eyes when he walks, is actually a little unreasonable. He stood up, picked up his schoolbag, and patted the ashes on his body. His pair of gold-rimmed glasses fell not far away.Xiao Zhichen picked up the pair of gold-rimmed glasses that were on the ground, and put them back on his face.

"Are you okay?" After putting on his glasses, Xiao Zhichen looked at the boy who was still sitting on the ground. He originally wanted to give a hand, but he extended his hand in a friendly way, but the boy didn't appreciate it. He waved his hand and clapped Dropped the hand he held out in front of him.

The boy looked up at Xiao Zhichen in dissatisfaction. With just one glance, Xiao Zhichen saw his expression as if he had seen a ghost, which was very weird.

But he probably didn't know him.

The boy stared at him strangely for a while, remembering that he was still sitting on the ground and struggling to stand up, only then did he realize that his foot seemed to be bent.

"..." Xiao Zhichen, who saw the clue, stretched out his hand to him again, no matter what, the other party was also injured because he suddenly wore it.

"..." At this moment, the boy didn't refuse, he grabbed Xiao Zhichen's hand and forced himself to stand up.

The boy was quite tall when he stood up. He gritted his teeth and said "tsk tut" twice. He stood on his right foot and supported himself with the other left foot, as if he had a serious crutch.

"Student, let me take you to the infirmary." Xiao Zhichen thought that this matter had something to do with him, so he said.

"No need." The boy said coldly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call.

"Behind the cafeteria, come here, I've lost my leg." The boy casually said a few words to the phone, hung up the phone, glanced at Xiao Zhichen, didn't say anything accusatory, just asked: "Are you from our school? "

Xiao Zhichen nodded.The boy said "oh".Xiao Zhichen took advantage of the gap to help his mountain bike up.On the small road in the campus, the boy lowered his head and fiddled with his mobile phone, and looked up at Xiao Zhichen from time to time, while Xiao Zhichen was quietly waiting beside him.

After a while, a male classmate ran over.

"Brother Qiu, Brother Qiu, are you okay?" the male classmate asked loudly.

"Do you think I'm okay?" The boy called "Brother Qiu" said angrily, and then remembered something: "By the way, where are my glasses?"

The classmate looked around, and finally found a pair of gold-rimmed glasses in the greenery next to him, and handed it to Brother Qiu.

Brother Qiu put on the glasses, but didn't find any problems, but felt that something was wrong. He always felt that the glasses were a little bit stuck in his face, so he muttered: "Why does it seem a little tight?"

"Brother Qiu!" The male classmate called out to him, pointed to his face, and resolved his doubts very seriously: "Brother Qiu, your face is too big, it's stuck. Oops!"

Brother Qiu made a critical blow: "Do you want to die? Say I'm embarrassing?"

"..." Xiao Zhichen stood aside, wanted to laugh but felt impolite, so he pursed his lips and endured it.

He looked over at Brother Qiu, and found that the pair of glasses on Brother Qiu's face were the same style of gold-rimmed glasses as his.

Xiao Zhichen thought of something, actually the pair he was wearing on his face is a bit loose now, maybe they confused the glasses when they fell down just now.

Xiao Zhichen originally bought these glasses casually on Xueyuan Road outside the school. There are actually many glasses frames of the same style in the school, but Xiao Zhichen is not really short-sighted, so he bought plain glasses at the beginning, but he didn't expect the other party's It's also flat glasses, so he didn't notice it at first.

"That. Yours might be mine." When Xiao Zhichen took off his glasses and handed them over, Brother Qiu also looked at him, still with a very weird expression.

The other party took off his glasses and exchanged them with him.

"If it's okay, I'll leave first." Xiao Zhichen said after putting on his glasses.

This Brother Qiu didn't say anything, so Xiao Zhichen turned around and left with his schoolbag in his hand.

"Brother Qiu, did that kid cause you to fall? Why did you just let him go like this?"

The male classmate was still brooding, but Brother Qiu didn't take it seriously. He handed a photo on his phone to the boy next to him and said, "Look, does that person look like the person in the photo?"

The classmate leaned over to take a closer look, and said loudly in the next second: "I'm going, Brother Qiu, isn't this the same person just now? Why do you have his photo? Do you know him?"

Sure enough.Brother Qiu looked at Xiao Zhichen's back, and said meaningfully, "I don't know."

A certain person completely forgot the fact that his ankle was crooked, and took a step forward, until he felt a sharp pain in his ankle, and then let out a ghostly howl.

"Hurry up, take me to the infirmary?"

Xiao Zhichen didn't know what happened afterwards.

When Xiao Zhichen arrived in the classroom, the morning self-study had not yet ended, and the class monitor, Zheng Peipei, was maintaining the order of the morning self-study. He didn’t say anything when he saw Xiao Zhichen walking in. The class committee of the second (eighth) class of senior high school all applied for the project, and some of them were more conscious and didn’t occupy it. During the early self-study time, Zheng Peipei was one of them.

Xiao Zhichen walked to his seat, his deskmate and boyfriend Wang Zilong was already there, sitting on the seat and swiping his phone.

It wasn't until Xiao Zhichen's figure was out of the morning light, casting an irregular shadow on the table, blocking the light on Wang Zilong's phone screen, that Wang Zilong turned his head to look at him, seemingly dissatisfied.

"Why did you take so long?" Wang Zilong asked.

"Well, go back and change your clothes." Xiao Zhichen stuffed his schoolbag into the belly of the desk. Today's first class is English, so he took out his English book and put it on the desk.

He didn't mention the incident of being hit by someone just now, thinking that it was an irrelevant matter, he just asked Wang Zilong: "Are you okay?"

Wang Zilong knew that Xiao Zhichen was talking about being arrested for being late at the school gate just now.

"Well, report the criticism, and then write a 1000-word review and submit it." Wang Zilong said casually, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and then Wang Zilong tore a blank piece of paper from his homework book He came down to Xiao Zhichen, raised his chin, and said, "Here, I leave the 1000-word review to you, study committee member."

"..." Hearing the self-criticism, Xiao Zhichen recalled some unhappy past events, his eyes that were originally smiling darkened.

It's not that Xiao Zhichen didn't write about self-criticism when he was in Jinggao before, but he hasn't written about it since he got to Chengyang No. [-] Middle School.Besides, he is the one who wants to write the review.

Xiao Zhichen threw the piece of paper back angrily: "Write it yourself, I can't."

Wang Zilong pursed his lips, and said casually: "Yes, you are a good student, and you have no experience in this field."

Wang Zilong didn't see Xiao Zhichen's fingers slowly tightening under the desk. Although they were slender, they were faintly pale. Only Xiao Zhichen knew that he was actually not a good student.

Before coming to Xicheng, although he was the number one in the senior class in Beijing, he was also the number one in the grade who received the most punishments in the past. Fighting and fighting are trivial matters, but even so, his grades can still get No. 2 a lot of points.

For a long period of time, he may have been educated in the teacher's office because of fighting in the morning, facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes, and in the afternoon he was called by the teacher of a certain subject to participate in a certain competition. He is also very measured when he is messing around, either picking out the loopholes in the school regulations, or saying that he is self-defense, and has always been covered by the school. His glorious history will always be written into his resume only because he has good grades, so that he Throw it anywhere, no one will know how bad his past was.

Sometimes Xiao Zhichen would also think that if his grades were not too good, he would have been given up by the teachers long ago.

Wang Zilong didn't know anything about his past.He suddenly wondered, if he knew his past, would he still like him?

"Prince Taki." He softly called his name.

"Ah."

In the not-too-quiet classroom, Wang Zilong turned his head slightly, staring at him seriously, waiting for his next words, looking into Wang Zilong's eyes, Xiao Zhichen suddenly lost his courage, and the words that were already stuck in his throat couldn't be bothered. I can't say it.

He sighed: "Nothing."

Xiao Zhichen's desire to speak stopped in Wang Zilong's eyes again, and his gaze inadvertently swept over Xiao Zhichen's wrist. Although Xiao Zhichen didn't want to mention it, Wang Zilong still saw a scratch on the side of his wrist.

"Why did you get hurt?" Wang Zilong raised his wrist and looked carefully, there was a thin and numb scratch with a little blood oozing, obviously it was just done.

Wang Zilong frowned slightly: "Didn't it be fine just now?"

Although the two sat in the last group and no one saw them, this behavior was still a bit too intimate. Xiao Zhichen quickly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's just scratching the surface..."

Thinking of Xiao Zhichen's hesitation to speak before, and his behavior now, Wang Zilong felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's all broken, and you still say it's okay?"

"Just rub some medicine."

Xiao Zhichen raised his hand to look, thinking it was just a small injury, what's the fuss about?

"Hey!" Wang Zilong here just likes to make a fuss, and yelled in the class: "Which one is the life committee member?"