Back in high school, I attacked my rival

Liao Ming was stabbed three times in the abdomen and went to the hospital for rescue. He has recovered slowly, but Chai Zi gave himself a fatal stab and almost failed to save him.

Jie Qingyang once again felt the fragility of life, the moment of life and death, so close to him, almost fell in his arms, his eyes were all red, and he was dying of breath, his brain was screaming wildly, but his mouth could not utter a single syllable.

Chai Zi didn't yell, and rested his head on his chest in a dull and quiet manner, with a faint smile on his mouth, but his face was wrinkled.

He felt a heart-piercing pain, which was hundreds of times stronger than what he could bear.

He regrets, regrets going his own way and imposing what he thinks is good on others. Even children younger than himself may not be able to guess his thoughts. He has never experienced the experience of others. He feels pitiful and worthy of sympathy. How can there be so many empathy in the world? .

It's all bullshit.

Since that incident, Liao Ming has not appeared in school, which is very strange.

So he even inquired specifically. It is said that he was expelled from the school. He didn't make it public because he was afraid of getting a bad reputation.

For the relatives of the vice-principal, the principal has to come to open it himself.

Very happy.

The school suppressed the matter from the very beginning, but they couldn't stop Yoyo's mouth, and everyone knew about it, so the news of him being beaten spread quickly. Many people speculated that Liao Ming was beaten by Xueshen You will be expelled from school, not because of school violence.

Every time Jie Qingyang heard the news that spread like wildfire, he just laughed it off.

How can he have such a big face, but if his parents know about it, maybe he will, but he is living in school now, and there is basically no communication with his family during school.

The school will not be so stupid as to take the initiative to tell, whose parents are not anxious when they hear that their son has been slapped, and ask for trouble.

Jie Qingyang asked for leave to visit Chai Zi several times in the hospital, and Chai Zi looked much better, he was relieved that there was no sign of suicide.

Chai Zi said that he wanted to continue to do food delivery, and when he had money, he would open a small shop when his sister graduated from college.

Jie Qingyang smiled and said, no problem, I will bring my friends to join us.

Chai Zi also said that he would find a way to return the money to Teacher He, and he was really sorry for his kindness.

Jie Qingyang smiled shyly, Teacher He will not blame you, he will understand.

Chai Zi said: "Teacher He is the best and gentlest teacher I have ever met." It is a pity that he has never taught himself.

Jie Qingyang couldn't laugh anymore, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he didn't reply.

"Brother Jie, the eighth school entrance exam the day after tomorrow, work hard, and try to break into the top ten in the province."

The day after tomorrow is the eight-school joint exam that the school attaches the most importance to every year. This exam can predict the province's ranking in the college entrance examination, and it will play an important role in guiding future review.

Before the exam, Jie Qingyang habitually dug out the notebooks of high-frequency political, history and geography exams left by Chen Junhe. Even after entering the general review and essay comprehensive papers, these exams were still not out of date. Have a vision.

The corners and corners of the book were severely worn out, and the inside was even more yellowed. He found adhesive tape to stick a layer on the outside, and it would take more than half a year. Besides, this was the only meaningful thing left to him by Chen Junhe, so he still had to cherish it.

When gluing the history notebook, a thin piece of paper that was folded into the size of a toothpick slipped from the innermost narrow gap of the notebook.

He opened it, and inside was a familiar font, which he had copied countless times for homework.

"Unrequited love is a kind of love that has never been owned but is afraid of losing, but Tagore said that unrequited love is the most beautiful love in the world. People around me know that I talk about you all the time, but the process is illusory and sometimes full of joy , sometimes very depressed. But the youth is as bright as the sun, how can I forget it? Adults think this is the enthusiasm of the youth, and the expression is naive. But I am not a child, if I was, I would be brave and not I loved with the consequences in mind. I don't want regrets, and I don't want to be a lunatic."

After this passage was finished, another line of large characters was scribbled after a distance.

"When will he grow up, like a straw bag!"

Jie Qingyang touched these lovely sentences, as if Chen Junhe was speaking in his ear.It took them less than two months to sit at the same table from being tired of looking at each other to talking about everything, knowing each other and knowing each other.

Chen Junhe likes to wrap himself up, thinking that he is invulnerable, and others cannot pry into his secrets.

Like a sharp sword, he pried it open bit by bit, and found a fragile and timid young man hidden inside.

Xiao Xiaoba never dreamed that after he left, the relationship between himself and Li Zhuo was still in a deadlocked situation. He wanted to improve, but Li Zhuo didn't give him a chance at all, and gradually he gave up.

This evening, he thought about an additional math problem for his self-study. He thought about it very late, and hurried to the dormitory when the lights were turned off.

The school was terribly quiet at night, but the playground was very lively. To prepare for the physical examination, the sports students were allowed to train at night.

At a glance, he saw Li Zhuo, who stood out from the crowd, tall and tall, 1.8 meters nine, strong and tall, trimmed to an inch, and full of energy.

Walking involuntarily slowed down, he leaned on the railing and stopped to watch.

Li Zhuo is becoming more and more masculine, his exposed muscles are big, and he looks tough. He was popular with girls before, and even more so now. Basically, every time he trains, there are girls around to bring water and food.

But Li Zhuo refused every time with a cold face, and tonight was no exception. Zhou Xinyu on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he accepted it all, cursing at the same time, is it Yumu's head? I don't want the kindness of a beauty. Widowed.

They probably finished training, picked up their things and were heading towards the dormitory.

Li Zhuo also saw Jie Qingyang on the railing with empty eyes and a daze.

"I've seen him several times, and I said, do you two have an affair?" Zhou Xinyu was able to make this kind of joke calmly, and he obviously got out of the entanglement and disgust of being liked by the same sex last year.

"I have an affair with you, and I won't be with him." Li Zhuo returned without changing his face.

"I have a girlfriend, so don't try to trick me." Zhou Xinyu scolded.

Jie Qingyang heard the voice, regained his senses, and walked slowly to the dormitory.

When passing by Li Zhuo, he mustered up the courage to grab his arm again, "Hei Pi, can I have a word?"

Zhou Xinyu and the others took a step ahead in a sensible way, mainly because they were used to the conversation between the two, and there was nothing new about it.

Li Zhuo gave him a cold look, and he still said, "It will be convenient for you to find Chen Junhe back for me."

Jie Qingyang said: "I will look for it, but not now, we are still too young, what can we do even if we find it, and what do you think about how to deal with him?" "You don't have to worry about it," Li Zhuo shook off his hand.

"Hei Pi, I don't want to repeat my apology, and you won't forgive me either." "Yes, so don't waste time," Jie Qingyang saw that he was about to leave again, and quickly took out the thin as a cicada's wing paper from his pocket. Put the paper into his hand, "I found this from the notebook of the elementary school bully. I'm sorry I only saw it today. You can take it away."

Li Zhuo's hand pinching the paper trembled slightly in the cold wind.

"In the past, I always thought that I should respect Chen Junhe if he didn't say anything, but now it seems that I was wrong. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jie Qingyang choked up and said, "Li Zhuo, I will definitely find the elementary school bully. He I definitely want to hear your own answer, no matter what your answer is at that time."

Li Zhuo froze for a moment, and left without looking back.

In addition to learning, there is a lot of chicken feathers.Jie Qingyang staggered back to the dormitory, fell asleep on the bed.

The next day, 168 days before the college entrance examination, he suddenly passed out during morning reading.

When he woke up, Zhou Aoqing lay beside his bed and watched over him.

His mother is so young, with a perfect face, but the frown is too tight, which is not good-looking.Jie Qingyang thought.

"My son is awake, is there any discomfort?" Zhou Aoqing rubbed his eye sockets and asked with concern.

"No discomfort, I want to go back to school and take the exam tomorrow."

Zhou Aoqing's eyes turned sour, "You don't need to work so hard, you can already be admitted to Tsinghua University. Two days ago, Lao Zhao told me that the school is working hard to get you a place in Tsinghua University's self-improvement plan."

Jie Qingyang shook his head, "If I don't study, I don't know what else I can do."

As long as he has free time, he can't help himself, he wants to think about He Zhixiu, how time passes so slowly, there are still 123 days.

He was particularly afraid that on that day, he would still be full of love, and He Zhixiu already had someone by his side.

In the past year, there was no shadow of He Zhixiu in his life, and he could only go back and forth in his mind thousands of times. The long wait had wiped out his initial ambitions, and the rest was full of unconfident fantasies.

He wanted to write a letter to He Zhixiu, wanted to call He Zhixiu secretly, but tore up the letter as soon as he finished writing, and never made a single phone call. He swore that he would never do anything to lie to his mother again.

But the more I endured, the more I couldn't bear it.

Zhou Aoqing stroked Jie Qingyang's eyes, lovingly caressing them, "It's been a long time since I saw you smile, Xiaoyang, are you too tired from studying, it looks like you're exhausted."

Jie Qingyang didn't speak, he wanted to say that he wasn't tired from studying, and he wasn't exhausted by studying, but by longing. One second before he fainted, he saw the Chinese teacher asking someone to go up and write silently, which happened to be the article by He Zhixiu He and Li Zhuo were asked to write silently on the stage "Returning to Come".

There is no other way, another whole morning self-study is He Zhixiu.

"Is there anything I can tell my mother, you used to tell my mother everything," Zhou Aoqing's voice choked up, but now that her son is like this, she knows that she has an inescapable responsibility, "Don't push mother further and further away, mother I'm very scared, mother only has you as a son, Xiaoyang, you are unhappy, can you share with mother?"

Jie Qingyang squeezed out a smiling face, "Mom, do you still believe me?"

"I believe, mother has always believed in you." Zhou Aoqing extremely regretted that he said the words 'I will never believe every word you said', which tore apart the trust between mother and child and hurt his son's heart. She was also angry at that time, but she didn't expect Jie Qingyang to care about it, and regarded it as a golden rule.

Jie Qingyang's eyes were clear and bright, staring at Zhou Aoqing, he said slowly, "I miss Teacher He, I want to see him."

One sentence brought Zhou Aoqing back to reality, as if struck by lightning, the hand that was still uncovering Qingyang's face froze immediately.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it." Jie Qingyang turned over and closed his eyes.

He shouldn't have mentioned it, his mother was very afraid of this name, it was the scariest in the past, like guarding against thieves every day, for fear that he would run to find He Zhixiu if he was not paying attention, but after he found out that he didn't mean it, it was much better, and he wouldn't be in trouble .

Wait until 168 days later, after graduation.

"Xiao, Xiaoyang," Zhou Aoqing's voice trembled.

"Mom, I'm tired and want to rest. I'm sorry just now. I didn't mention it on purpose. I won't do it in the future."

Zhou Aoqing felt pain in his heart, "See you if you want."

"!" Jie Qingyang lifted the quilt, stood up, and said half-believingly, "Mom, what did you just say?"

Zhou Aoqing sighed, "For a teacher He, how long will you be angry with me?"

"I'm not angry with you, I love you, mother." Jie Qingyang hugged Zhou Aoqing and kissed him twice, "I'm not a competent son, I always make you unhappy, no matter what I do, I can't make you happy. You are satisfied, I have been distressed, guilty, I swear, I am really not angry with you, I know you are for my own good, ""Why didn't you kiss me just now, why did you talk to me in that tone, you know how much you hurt me heart?"

"But my heart hurts too, it hurts very much." Jie Qingyang showed a pitiful expression, rubbing his head on Zhou Aoqing's shoulder and neck, "For so long, I haven't encountered a good thing, the more I live, the more I go back, "Zhou Aoqing sighed: "It's been so long, I've noticed your changes, you've shown your determination, and your affection for Teacher He cannot be changed. But have you ever thought about him, do you think he has you in his heart?"

"You said you would wait for me, I believe him." Jie Qingyang actually had no confidence, and it might have been rock-solid at the beginning, but now, Ling Yun's ambition has dropped sharply.

"Only you children will believe these unrealistic promises. Mom is not the kind of pedantic and conservative person. If you really like it, I won't be hard-hearted. But He Zhixiu doesn't feel like I really want to to be with you."

Jie Qingyang stared at Zhou Aoqing, and asked puzzledly, "Why do you think so?"

"Your phone is unlocked. I'm sorry, Xiaoyang. I looked at your phone. In this year, he hasn't sent you a message or called you once, let alone come to see you. Don't be fooled." Okay, son. A person like He Zhixiu can’t hold it tightly, can’t hold it hot, you are not on the same level, you are too simple, do you still remember the time when he asked you to go to Meituan? He does that, he knows how to handle you and make you docile. He did it too, so to make you like him, he can do it easily, and he can do it to anyone, not just you."

Jie Qingyang fell into silence, the line of defense was about to be breached, that layer of barriers used to be as thick as a copper wall and iron wall, but unexpectedly, it was easily crushed by thoughts as light as a feather but ubiquitous.

"Don't you believe me?" Zhou Aoqing opened the phone's photo album, "I'll show you the photos," Jie Qingyang didn't dare to look, but couldn't help but glance down at the screen.

That face still made people's heart throbbing. Through the phone, he could imagine how happy the person in the photo was, hugging a boy younger than himself.

The boy was also close to He Zhixiu.

Perfectly matched, a word that he saw in the composition paper recently popped up in his mind, which can be described as very appropriate.

"What I didn't tell you was that I was afraid that it would affect your studies. I thought you didn't have the intention to find him. I thought you had come out, but I didn't find out today. Xiaoyang, He Zhixiu is a person who stepped into society. , Unlike you, you are just an adult, you are not deeply involved in the world, and you don't understand the complex psychology of adults. He just sees you as young and energetic, just for a moment of freshness. As soon as you leave, he can immediately find a younger person. "

"Teacher He, it's not that kind of person." Jie Qingyang shook his head, still subconsciously vetoing it, but his heart was falling, weightless, his blood seemed to flow backwards, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

"You can't deceive yourself, if you don't believe me, I'll call him and ask him if he has a partner?"

Jie Qingyang's eyes widened in disbelief, tears were almost forced out by Zhou Aoqing's fatal words, he didn't want to cry in front of his mother.

Seeing that he still didn't believe it, Zhou Aoqing slid the phone interface to Contacts, and was about to call, but Jie Qingyang snatched it up, "Mom, I believe, don't call." , or leave it to yourself.

He determined to be his mother's armor against wind and rain.

Zhou Aoqing held Jie Qingyang's face distressedly, "Son, only parents can love you unconditionally, wait for you, and tolerate you. For other things, don't believe easily, let alone give your heart casually, understand?"

Jie Qingyang nodded dully, but it has already been delivered, so what to do, it is very troublesome.

"Have a good night's sleep, and I'll take you to the examination room at seven o'clock tomorrow morning to take the exam."