to imply

Because Fang Zhi has a top student who automatically provides answers by his side, if he writes with divine help, half of the test paper will be filled to the brim very quickly.

And Xu Xie, who has no sense of being treated as a tool person, is caught in the joy of lecturing to a young boy and cannot extricate himself.

The atmosphere is very harmonious and the picture is very warm.

The lecture duo was immersed in their own small world, completely ignoring the stagnant atmosphere around them.

"... Discord? Incompatible? Competing?"

"... Are they so... harmonious?"

"...Didn't it mean that they had a fight before last night's self-study?"

……

Everyone fell into a whirlpool of doubts.

After finishing an English test paper, Fang Zhi turned the test paper from the beginning to the end, feeling satisfied for the first time in the subject of English.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. There were still more than ten minutes before the end of get out of class, so he turned around with the English test paper in his hand, religiously pressed the perfect test paper into the English book and put it away, then took out a math test paper from his bag , thinking lazily with his head propped up.

The wide cuffs of the school uniform slid down because of his movements, revealing a section of fair skin protruding from the wrist bones.

Xu Xie stared at that place for a while, and her thoughts drifted away unconsciously.

After the rumors have been hyped up, even if they slowly settle down over time, there will still be sporadic rumors.

These broken words are like sparks that remain after the fire is extinguished. They cannot cause a catastrophe, but they are still scorching.

Xu Xie clearly remembered what happened last semester.

That day, he rarely saw Fang Zhi in the cafeteria.

The little boy was in the long queue at the window next to him, looking cold and dragging, but obediently holding the dinner plate with both hands, in stark contrast to Jiang An, who was carrying the dinner plate in one hand and grasping the free time to brush his phone with the other. Compared.

Xu Xie's line was slow, and when Fang Zhi finished his meal and was about to go to his seat, there were still four or five people in front of him.

Xu Xie, who wanted to share a seat with Fang Zhi after lunch, watched the young boy go farther and farther, and then sat with Jiang An in the four-seater where two people were originally seated, his hope was once again shattered.

sad.

His sluggishness visible to the naked eye drew the question behind him: "Why are you suddenly hunchbacked?"

Immediately afterwards, a powerful slap hit his arched back: "Don't hunch over, the turtle shell will fall off."

Xu Xie: "..."

He was preparing a beautiful Chinese sentence in his heart and was about to refute, but was interrupted by a sudden exclamation.

He looked in the direction where the sound came from, and saw Fang Zhi stand up slowly, the steaming soup followed his movements and dripped down his clothes onto the floor, forming a puddle soon stains.

Beside him, a tall and thin boy put one hand in his pocket, lazily drawn out his voice, and said perfunctorily, "I'm sorry, sick lame Xueba."

The sound was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears in the cafeteria that had been quieted down because of this incident.

Xu Xie became angry, and twitched her fingers twice to rush forward.

Before he could make a move, Fang Zhi on the other end took the paper towel handed over by Jiang An, wiped his clothes twice, and punched the tall and thin boy cleanly in the face, while uttering two words in a cold voice: "Stupid."

This conflict inevitably developed into a brawl, and the scene was once very chaotic.

Taking advantage of the chaotic waters, Xu Xie not only punched the tall and thin boy who splashed soup twice, but also secretly hugged Fang Zhi's waist during the fight, successfully becoming the biggest winner of the fight.

In the end, the fight ended with Lao Han's arrival.

Fang Zhi and the boy named Zhu Qifan were taken to the dean's office to receive education criticism. Xu Xie went to a pharmacy on the food street to buy burn plaster while there were still more than ten minutes before class.

When he stepped on the class bell and rushed to the door of Class [-], he saw that there was no one in Fang Zhi's seat, so he handed the ointment in his hand to a girl sitting at the door, and said "Please put it on Fang Zhi's seat" He hurried back to his classroom.

I don't know if I have used the ointment I gave...

Xu Xie stared at Fang Zhi's wrist in a daze, thinking that when Fang Zhi was about to be taken away by Lao Han, he inadvertently raised his hand to reveal a small section of his red forearm, which made his heart skip a beat. .

Thinking back deliberately now, that sudden worry is not without reason and basis.

It can be based on a feeling called liking, and it can be overwhelming.

"Jingle Bell--"

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, the sound of clashing tables and chairs and the rustling of packing things instantly rang out, and the free people who had held back a class came out of the classroom talking one after another.

After Fang Zhi raised his head from the test papers while beating his shoulders, he took out his phone and checked the time, only to realize that 10 minutes had passed since get out of class ended.

He rubbed his sore neck, packed up his things and threw his schoolbag on his shoulders. Just as he was about to lift his feet to leave, he saw a certain boss lying motionless on the table.

The sound of breathing is even and clear, and he is sound asleep.

Out of humanitarianism, Fang Zhi poked Xu Xie's arm under his head, trying to wake him up.

The other party let out a murmur of unknown meaning, opened his watery eyes and glanced at Fang Zhi before raising his head and smiling gently: "What's wrong?"

"get out of class has ended."

"Ah..." Xu Xie looked around the empty classroom with dazed eyes, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Zhi, obviously not clear-headed and asked him, "Are you waiting for me?"

Fang Zhi: "...No."

A certain boss realized what he said belatedly, and a burst of heat spread from his face to his neck in an instant.

He hurriedly buried his head in the table pocket to pack up his things to cover up his embarrassment: "I fell asleep..."

"……fine."

The atmosphere started to feel weird for no reason.

This weird atmosphere lasted until the two walked back to the dormitory side by side. To avoid embarrassment, Xu Xie ran into the bathroom in a panic. Then, because of slippery feet, he knocked on the side of the bathroom door and successfully broke his right knee.

There was porridge in the front and wrestling in the back, Fang Zhi looked indifferently at the poor Xu Xie who was sitting on the bed looking at him, and for the first time sincerely doubted his coordination of limbs: "Did you suffer any serious injuries to the back of the head? "

"..."

Brother Xu felt that he could never get back the lost face.

Under the indifferent gaze of the young boy, he said weakly: "Is there a band-aid?"

Fang Zhi turned around and walked back to his bed, and dragged out a small box from under the bed.

Xu Xie waited for a while, and saw the young boy come back with an alcohol swab and gauze, and threw the things to him with a dull face: "If you don't handle it properly, you will get infected."

Mr. Xu was hit by a big lump and his chest was numb. After he realized it, Fang Zhi had already walked into the bathroom.

He looked at the things in his arms, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

Brother Xu woke up early the next morning and felt the malice from his body.

Grinning his teeth to bear the pain from his knee, he moved his injured leg out of bed extremely slowly, and the scene once looked like a paralyzed old man with a weak mind.

There was a lot of movement, and it attracted the attention of the boy on the bed.

"Did it wake you up?" Xu Xie asked softly.

It was just after five o'clock, and the dim light of the sky penetrated into the dark room, which could almost coat the things inside with a layer of light.

Probably because he was a little dazed just after waking up, Fang Zhi shook his head after a while, and said in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

"Five twenty." Xu Xie took out his phone and squinted at the time.

The wake-up bell at Puyang No. 06 Middle School is at 30:[-], and boarding students are required to go to the classroom for self-study early at [-]:[-].For a lazy person like Fang Zhi who can go out after washing his face, it is impossible to get up before [-]:[-].

The time of [-]:[-] made Fang Zhi even more confused.He leaned against the bed, drooping a pair of hazy eyes, his eyes followed Xu Xie's movements and mechanically drifted to the bathroom, squinting at the closed bathroom in confusion under the background sound of objects colliding and the sound of water intertwined After looking at the door for a few seconds, his blank mind slowly reminded Fang Zhi what he was doing.

After Xu Xie went to the bathroom, he first glanced at Fang Zhi who had slipped back into the quilt, and then sat softly in front of the desk, turned on the desk lamp, put on the earphones, and prepared to do English listening.

The shameless little boy nestled in the bed, and didn't lift the corner of the bed until the wake-up bell rang, and looked out to the bright place.

A certain boss just put down the pen in his hand, raised his hand and stretched his waist. The loose T-shirt he was wearing moved up a short distance because of his movements, revealing the young man's thin waist.

The picture flashed by, but in the blink of an eye, Xu Xie put down his hand, and the amputated limb was hidden under the fabric again.

Fang Zhi stared intently at the ups and downs of the thin layer of fabric, and belatedly, a gust of hot air rose from behind his ears.

After the sex was over, I felt something was wrong—they were all men, so why should I be ashamed?

Xu Xie on the other end packed her things, turned her head to look at the bulge on the bed—it was quiet and there was no movement.

"Fang Zhi?" He stepped forward and called out hesitantly.

Peeping at the young boy's acting skills online, pretending to have just woken up, rubbing the messy hair on the top of his head, half-closed his eyes: "Huh?"

"It's time to get up." Brother Xu pursed his lips, suppressed the urge to raise the corners of his lips, and then added, "The wake-up bell has rung."

Fang Zhi grunted in response, got out of bed and ran to the bathroom to wash up.

Xu Xie stood behind him, inexplicably reading a trace of embarrassment from his flustered steps.

Before he could figure out where the embarrassment came from, a sudden sound of objects hitting his ears entered his ears.

The body reacts before the brain.Xu Xie rushed forward and opened the bathroom door. Fang Zhi was half bent, with one hand on his left knee and the other on the marble sink. His eyes were red and he looked embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Hit your knee?" Xu Xie stepped forward worriedly, put his arm on his shoulder, and patted him reassuringly twice.

Fang Zhi didn't answer, but his blushing face still betrayed him.

Xu Xie's eyes moved down, and only stayed on Fang Zhi's knee for a moment before he decisively pulled his covered hand: "Let me see."

The warm touch of the skin to skin was not enough to pass through the nerves to the brain, and to give any unnecessary emotional feedback, the two of them retracted their hands at the same time as if they were electrocuted.

At this moment, Xu Xie could clearly see the wound on Fang Zhi's knee - it was bruised and swollen in a large area, and some places had faintly leaked blood.

Brother Xu immediately panicked and lost all thoughts, and rushed out of the bathroom door to get alcohol.

"Eh……"

Fang Zhi, who had already stretched out his "Erkang hand", couldn't stop him. He could only watch helplessly as the back of the wounded Xu with a limping leg was getting further and further away from him.

A few minutes later, the boarding students who were preparing to go to morning self-study one after another watched in shock as the two high school sophomores who were rumored to be at odds with each other came out of dormitory 314 with a limp on one leg.

One is expressionless, and the other is rambling.

"Your wound is more serious than mine. Remember to go to the infirmary some time to have a look, and get some anti-inflammatory drugs..." Xu Xie bent over to lock the door, babbling non-stop.

Fang Zhi annoyed him so much that he leaned his chair against the wall, his brows and eyes drooping perfunctorily, thinking in his heart: My injury looks more serious than yours because I am whiter than you .

"...I will accompany you to the infirmary during the lunch break at noon."

Fang Zhi, who was still wandering:? ? ?

"Let's go, we're going to be late."

The two of them lost a lot of time in the morning.Hearing what Xu Xie said, Fang Zhi didn't care about thinking about the strange thing he had just heard, and limped along with Xu Xie to the teaching building.

There are only nine boarding students in Class [-], four girls and five boys. They are sitting scattered in the classroom and studying quietly at the moment, looking a little deserted in the slightly chilly morning.

Fang Zhi stuffed his schoolbag into his desk pocket, and was thinking about which test paper to take, when suddenly a black figure rushed in from the door, and fell on his desk with heavy panting.

Chen Mushu lay on Fang Zhi's desk, raised a pair of tired eyes unique to Internet addicted teenagers, his eyes flickered, and his tone was sincere: "Brother, help the world."

There are only two types of emergencies in Chen Mushu's mouth.

One is playing without a mobile phone, and the other is not doing homework.

Fang Zhi, who knew this routine well, took out his mobile phone and a stack of test papers from his desk pocket as if setting up a stall, and put them on the table: "Take it yourself."

"...Brother, I think you are insulting me."

Fang Zhi returned him a firm look of "don't doubt".

"Although I am very happy that you know me so well, it is really not these things that are urgently needed this time." Chen Mushu breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke very fast, "Anyway, you go with me first. tell you."

Looking at him, Fang Zhi knew that he was really in a hurry.So she didn't doubt him, stood up and followed him.

"Hey bro, what happened to your leg?"

"It's knocked." As soon as he walked, he tore the wound, and Fang Zhi staggered unconsciously, "It's nothing serious, it will be fine in a few days."

"Oh..." Chen Mushu replied hesitantly, opened his mouth hesitantly, but finally said nothing.

As soon as the two stepped out of the classroom door, they ran into a certain big guy surnamed Xu who came from the other end of the corridor.

Brother Xu's eyes flicked suspiciously back and forth between Fang Zhi and Chen Mushu, and finally settled on Fang Zhi and turned into a gentle ball: "Your English book was left in our classroom."

Fang Xiaoyao's associative ability reached its peak at this moment.

The moment he saw the English book, he immediately thought of the English test papers and the little expressions on the test papers, and then felt a sense of shame as if he had traveled through time last night.

Fang Zhi snatched the book from Xu Xie's hand, suppressed the menacing heat from behind his ears, and coughed lightly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Xu Xie smiled and asked him, "What are you going to do?"

Chen Mushu, who had automatically lowered his sense of presence from the very beginning, found his role and explained, "I'm asking my brother for help."

elder brother?

Xu Xie narrowed her eyes, and cast her suddenly sharp gaze across Chen Mushu's face.

"Boss Xu, I don't want to talk to you anymore! I'm really in a hurry!" Chen Mushu didn't realize it, and while talking, he was about to grab Fang Zhi's arm.

Xu Xie moved in front of Fang Zhi calmly, blocked Chen Mushu's outstretched hand, and smiled slightly: "Then I'll go help too."

Along the way, Fang Zhi learned from Chen Mushu's confusing narration what emergency he was about to save.

A young boy surnamed Chen who was addicted to the Internet, because his mobile phone was confiscated by the old man yesterday, was dissatisfied for a while and went to an Internet cafe two streets away from the school to play games until four o'clock in the morning. He fell asleep and woke up again. It was almost six o'clock.

He thought about it for a while, thinking that it would be unrealistic to go back to sleep at this point, and he didn't do his homework yesterday, so he might as well go to school to copy his homework.

The Internet-addicted teenager walked in a sloppy footsteps, with black eyes, and walked towards the school from the Internet cafe like a walking corpse.

When passing through an alley, the whimpering sound of a small animal pierced his ears.

This sound awakened the chaotic brain of the internet-addicted boy.

The voice gradually became clearer, and there was a low-pitched curse in the middle of a sharper whimper.

Chen Mushu looked towards the source of the sound.

The alley is not a dead-end alley, and both ends are connected, but because it is too deep and the sky is only slightly bright at this moment, Chen Mushu can only see a vague figure squatting on the ground with his back facing him.

The figure's shoulders moved slightly, and something was moving in its hands.

Whimpers came from his hands, and curses came from his mouth.

This section of the road is surrounded by illegal buildings that are about to be demolished. Usually, few people would go this way, not to mention that it is only dawn at this moment.

Chen Mushu was a little scared.

He swallowed nervously, and all the strange stories about this road that had been circulated in school flooded into his mind at this moment, which made him feel a different kind of stimulation and excitement.

Under the influence of this emotion, his first reaction was not to turn around and run, but to carefully hide himself behind the wall, staring at the scene in front of him in horror and panic.

"I don't know how long it took, and then that person left." Panting for breath, Chen Mushu intermittently talked about what he had encountered in the morning, "After he left, the sobbing sound became more obvious. I was flustered at that time Ah, the legs are all soft. I listened carefully for a while after the man left, and it sounded like the sound of a small animal. Then I went in and saw a mass of bloody things pressed against a large Under the box."

Chen Mushu gestured: "Such a small group of milk cats, such a big box! I went up to carry that box, but it was too heavy, and I couldn't move it at all. At that time, there was no one around, so I was the first to think The only thing to do is to go to the school to find someone to help...Here! It's right up there!"

While listening to these narrations, Fang Zhi's eyelids kept twitching wildly, and the word "cat abuse" lingered faintly in his mind.

Xu Xie seemed to have thought of something too, and followed Fang Zhi closely all the way, without saying a word, with a serious expression on his face.

The three of them arrived around the alley, and as expected, they heard intermittent weak whimpering.

Fang Zhi shrank his pupils, passed Chen Mushu and rushed into the alley.

Xu Xie followed closely behind, and suddenly stopped walking after seeing the scene in front of him clearly.

A chill suddenly rose from the soles of the feet, flowing along the spine to the limbs and bones.

The mass of blood that catches the eye is pressed under the huge box, and it can barely be seen that it is the shape of a cat.The messy and sparse fur on its body was glued together by blood, and all kinds of scratches and smoke scars on its flesh were exposed in front of the three of them.

Around the box, there were four or five cigarette butts scattered around, and a sharp stone still stained with undried blood.

shocking.

The little milk cat seemed to be on the verge of death, and its whimpering became weaker and weaker.

Xu Xie was close, and when he heard Fang Zhi curse in a low voice, he rushed forward and picked up a corner of the box.

Xu Xie was stunned for a moment, then rushed up, and shouted at Chen Mushu who was still at the entrance of the alley, "If I knew you were hurt, I wouldn't have called you", "Take the cat out!"

"Oh!" Chen Mushu hurriedly took off his coat, and took out the cat from under the big box that Fang Zhi and Xu Xie lifted a little.

"Boom!"

The box smashed back to the ground the moment the two of them withdrew their strength, making a dull sound.

The three of them didn't have time to check the kitten's injuries, so Fang Zhi took out his cell phone with a grim expression, and began to check the nearby pet hospital.

But under the influence of great anger and boundless panic, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, so that he couldn't even type correctly.

The gloomy mood gave birth to violence, and Fang Zhi gradually tasted the bloody smell from his own mouth.

"Let me do it."

At this moment, a warm hand took away the mobile phone that trembled slightly with his trembling.

Xu Xie looked at Fang Zhi's reddened eyes, black pupils with soft light: "I am here."