After wearing the book, the paranoid bamboo horse is reborn

"...There are no miscellaneous trees in the middle, the fragrant grass is delicious, and the falling flowers are colorful..."

The pen twirled between her fingers one after another. Wen Xi seemed to be reading seriously, but her thoughts had already flown far away.

This is already the third day, and since he and Si Jing had that dinner together that day, their relationship seems to have fallen into a strange state.

It seemed that Si Jing still repulsed him very much, but in fact the young man accepted all the "unreasonable" demands he made. Obviously this was a good thing, but he didn't know why, but he had an unexplainable feeling.

His gaze drifted obliquely forward unconsciously. The young man sat upright, focused seriously, and his hands seemed to never stop. He looked like a child who was concentrating on his studies.

Letting out a breath very slowly, Wen Xi began to recall the past few days with Si Jing, trying to find out what was wrong.

Perhaps he was so focused that he didn't even hear the bell for the end of get out of class.

"Brother Wen, don't you have dinner with your brothers at noon today?"

A sudden voice interrupted Wen Xi's thoughts. He lazily raised his eyelids, glanced at Zimao standing beside him, and said directly, "Didn't I say don't bother me recently?"

Finally, the relationship with Si Jing eased up a little bit, he didn't intend to get stiff because of these thorns, and it was tiring to deal with them all the time, so it's better to just talk about it.

A ruthless look flashed in Zimao's eyes, and he clenched his fists, but he still asked with a smile: "Brothers, who did something, and what made you unhappy? Brother Wen, you are suddenly like this, everyone feels uncomfortable. .”

Wen Xi sneered, "It's really hard to lose someone like me who pays."

"Brother Wen, what do you mean by that? I don't understand why."

Wen Xi waved her hand impatiently, "Okay, Zhou Ping, what are you pretending to be here, I don't want to be taken advantage of, and you don't have to pester me anymore, everyone just breaks up."

"Wen Xi, are you lying?" Zhou Ping took two steps excitedly, but before he finished speaking, he felt wet and cold all over his body.

Looking back furiously, he saw Si Jing standing there holding a water glass, thin and thin, with his head slightly bowed, as cowardly as ever.

His eyes were full of disgust and he clicked his tongue, and Zhou Ping sneered, "I said, why don't you look for us anymore, because you have found a more suitable dog for co-authoring." He paused on the word dog, and he laughed loudly, " Si Jing, how did you get bullied by him before, and now you are here to curry favor with Wen Xi, why, are you a bitch by fate?"

As a result, before the words fell to the ground, he felt a pain in his buttocks, and he jumped forward a few steps, and he managed to stand still by holding on to the table next to him.

Withdrawing her feet, Wen Xi looked at him coldly with her arms around her chest, "You are also worthy of mocking Si Jing? You are a dog without me, oh no, you have always been a dog, and a dog wags its tail behind my ass. Pug, why, now I have no money to eat or play games, please beg me, kneel down and bark like a dog, maybe I will show you some money, because I have always been very kind to animals and beggars Mercy, and you have both."

"You fucking..." Zi Mao's eyes were red with anger, and he was about to beat Wen Xi with his fists, but the next second, his body tilted and he staggered down, knocking over several chairs, making a burst of crackling sound.

However, Wen Xi didn't give him a look. He only saw Si Jing being staggered by him, and hurried forward to help the young man, and asked worriedly, "Is Si Jing okay?!"

Si Jing covered his arms and shook his head, "I'm fine, but he pulled me a bit."

"It scared me to death." Wen Xi patted him in relief, only to hear a trembling sound of "hiss---" from the little pitiful mouth, and she even hid back a little.

His expression froze, "There must be something wrong, is the arm dislocated? No, let's go to the hospital."

"School is not over yet."

"Ask for leave first!"

Wen Xi held Si Jing's hand and was about to go out, but suddenly she turned around as if remembering, and said harshly to Zhou Ping who was still lying on the ground: "If there is anything wrong with Si Jing, I'll take your skin !"

Zhou Ping, who hadn't recovered from the fall, covered his flanks and grinned, unable to utter a word of rebuttal.

Wen Xi laughed twice with confusion on her face, "It's not a doctor, is it really all right, why don't you take a film and check it carefully."

"It's really okay."

"But he was pulled a bit, and his face turned pale."

"Maybe it was a muscle stretch, and I didn't recover at the time. It's really okay."

"Really? Doctor, take a look again. My friend was discharged from the hospital not long ago. The wound on his head hasn't healed yet. Did he just pull it and cause the wound on his head to burst?"

The doctor sighed helplessly, "I can understand your feelings, but it's really all right. As for the injury on his head, it won't collapse just because he pulled his arm. Don't say anything else. Is there any blood on the gauze? Can't you see it yet?"

Wen Xi wanted to say something, but Si Jing pulled her wrist, "I'm really fine."

Hearing this, Wen Xi could only let it go, "Okay, but if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me." After finishing speaking, she remembered her character design, and quickly added in a stiff voice, "You Don't think too much, I don't mean anything else, but if something happens to you, I won't be able to run away, my parents will nag me to death."

Si Jing restrained his expression, "I know."

Since it was all right, Wen Xi took Si Jing back to school, but before returning to class, she was called away by the teacher.

After sweeping around the office full of people, Wen Xi subconsciously stepped forward to block Si Jing, "Is there something wrong, teacher?"

"The teacher wants to know the reason for your conflict."

A woman dressed like a Christmas tree suddenly rushed out, pointed at Wen Xi's nose and began to scold: "What conflict, this kid must have fought, our family Zhou Ping is the baby that the whole family cares about, me and his father I can't bear to touch one of his fingers, look at the bruises and purples on the child's body, let me tell you, there is no end to this matter!"

"Mother Zhou Ping, don't get excited. Let's listen to what the child has to say first." The teacher comforted the woman before frowning and asked, "Wen Xi, what's going on? Did you really hit Zhou Ping?"

Wen Xi said straightforwardly and concisely: "He wanted to hit me, but he lost his footing and fell, that's all."

After a pause, the corner of his mouth curled into a small sarcasm, "Pengci didn't touch like that, right? So many people in the class were watching."

Before he could finish speaking, the woman immediately started yelling cursingly, "You are talking nonsense, how could my Pingping do it first! You don't look like a good student, look at that foxy boy, you are full of lies at such a young age, shame on you!" Don't be ashamed!"

Wen Xi didn't react for a while when she was scolded by her. When she regained her senses, she was about to fight back, but suddenly there was a figure in front of her.

The boy's voice was crisp, "Teacher, you just let this parent insult Wen Xi here? Is it because Wen Xi's parents are abroad and can't come back now so they can't support him? But if his parents can't come back, I think the principal is still willing to take care of him." about this."

The teacher's expression changed, "Si Jing, what are you talking about, the principal is so busy?"

"I'm not that busy." The principal who was supposed to be in the high school suddenly appeared, and as soon as he came, he looked Wen Xi up and down carefully, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Wen Xi shook her head, "I'm fine, but Si Jing has something to do. His injuries didn't heal at all, and he was insulted and humiliated by Zhou Ping just now, and his arm was pulled. I just brought him back from the hospital."

"I don't know why. As soon as I came back, I said that I beat Zhou Ping, and this aunt humiliated me again. I was stunned."

The principal patted him and said softly: "I'll give you an explanation on this matter, don't think too much, you go back to class to rest first, and you can go home if you feel uncomfortable."

"Ah."

When the two left the office, Wen Xi laughed uncontrollably, "Si Jing, we are so lucky that the principal has come. If he doesn't come, what will happen to that eccentric teacher?"

According to memory, the homeroom teacher has always disliked Yuanshen, thinking that Yuanshen is not good anywhere, but he has never had a good reason to find fault with him. Not to be apologetic.

As he was walking, he suddenly said: "By the way, are you really not uncomfortable?"

Si Jing shook his head, "It's not uncomfortable."

"No wonder!" Wen Xi stuck out her tongue at him, and poked his face with her fingers, "Go and look in the mirror, your face is as white as paper now, forget about not going back to the classroom, let's blow some wind on the playground .”

"it is good."

The two found a good seat by the flower bed, and as soon as they sat down, Wen Xi heard a poor voice, "Wen Xi, why don't you play with Zhou Ping and the others."

Wen Xi dealt with it casually: "There are so many reasons, so I don't think about it."

"That"

"Don't dream, I don't have the idea of ​​being friends with you. After this month, we will go back to the bridge and go back to the road. You and I are not the same kind of people, we can't hang out together!"

"I know, I've always known."

Wen Xi's heart was bleeding when she peeked at the little pitiful's eyelashes, which were fragile and quivering like butterfly wings.

Did he say too much?Look at the poor little girl, she looks like an eggplant beaten by frost.But the original body has such a temperament, if he changes his nature rashly, he will easily cause big problems, he has to take it step by step, month after month, but what he said just now is indeed a bit too much, he should be more tactful One point, you must pay attention next time.

Wen Xi was doing a deep self-criticism there, not paying attention to the gentle eyes of the people around her.

Two days later, the news of Zhou Ping's transfer spread throughout the school.

Wen Xi didn't take it seriously at all. After all, the principal said that day that he would give him an explanation, and it was normal for him to force Zhou Ping to transfer to another school. Moreover, because of this group of cronies and dog friends, they didn't come to him anymore. This is a great thing, okay. He almost wanted to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

But soon he stopped laughing.

The new head teacher called him and Si Jing to the office, and began to "verbal attack" gently, like a Bodhisattva chanting scriptures. He stood there listening to it and almost fell asleep, but the last sentence of the other party can be called a summary, which directly let All his drowsiness flew away.

"Teacher, what did you say?!"

The new class teacher is young, but he is very patient. He smiled like a big sister and repeated, "I said, I want to adjust the seats for the two of you, so that you can sit together and improve each other."

Wen Xi subconsciously glanced at Si Jing beside her, thought for a while and said, "Well, Mr. Zhang, why don't you just forget it, I'm used to sitting in a single seat by myself. adapt."

Zhang Tang turned his eyes between the two, and said with a light smile, "I'm just saying, the details depend on the two of you, I heard that you have a good relationship, you can go back and discuss it, and give me the answer tomorrow."

After leaving the office, Wen Xi lightly clubbed the arm of the person next to him with her elbow, "Si Jing, why didn't you speak just now?"

Stopping in his tracks, Si Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes gradually darkened, and said lightly: "You don't want to sit with me?"