[Net King Sanada] Takeshi Zheng

The warm spring breeze brought vitality, and scattered cherry trees were planted on both sides of the river.Before you know it, it is already mid-May, and the falling cherry blossoms have become more reserved.

For decades, this piece of lawn next to the small river near the school has bred the love of many innocent boys and girls.At the same time, many beatings and fights between unscrupulous boys and girls were brewing.

On the lawn under the overpass, a group of teenagers came to play in the distance.

"Yo~~ Isn't this the little brother who was shot in the head by us last time?" One of the delinquent boy A who was dressed in hip-hop and also looked very hip-hop said, "Are you still alive?"

"Brother, did you come to the bottom of the overpass to reflect on your monthly exam scores? Or do you reflect on your outlook on life? Hahahaha~~" said another obese boy B who also looked like a bad boy and wore gold-rimmed glasses.It was a mockery at first, but after seeing that he was directly ignored, he angrily stepped forward and kicked the thin boy who was sleeping on the grass of the overpass.

"Hey~~monkey, let me tell you, this little brother is really fun. No matter how you hit him, he won't fight back. He won't hide...just like this, hora~~" the fat boy said Domineering, sometimes even his companions find it too much.

"Oh~~ I'm here to experiment." The man called the monkey stepped forward curiously, and kicked it tentatively.Seeing that there was no movement, he kicked boldly and presumptuously.The more I kick, the more excited I get.

Suddenly, the thin boy who was lying on the ground removed his arm covering his eyes, "I'm just here to sleep."

After that, he patted the ashes on his body as if nothing had happened. Maybe it was the advantage of his height, coupled with his condescending, natural fishy eyes that made it very possible for people to misunderstand their feelings. The boy was beaten to the ground again and again.

"Kick hard! The one who got angry today is not here. Hehe~~ Finally, I can report my dissatisfaction with last time." The fat boy is a person who loves to bear grudges.

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"I hate exams, I hate exams, I hate exams, and I hate calling my parents..." Qieyuan stammered angrily in front of the video game machine.Just after the monthly exam, Kirihara's English teacher glanced at Kirihara's paper and gave him an extra share of tasks on the spot.

"Damn! I lost again. Could it be Marui-senpai again, I always lose to him every time." Kirihara became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, and looked up.Not a senior in school, but like a young man in society.Seeing that his opponent's smile was as ugly as his cry, Kirihara got up and left.

Tennis is not as good as the three monsters, forget it; video games are not as good as Marui and Kuwahara, so it’s okay, English is always failing, this time I have to hand it over to the parents, that’s also okay.But why...

Kirihara always felt depressed today, feeling that something went wrong.

As soon as Qieyuan walked out of the gate of the video game city, he heard three or two students who were going in chatting, "Just now I saw that group of bullies were going to fight with a tall, thin, handsome guy."

"I think that guy is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp."

"Really, I have never seen a person who is beaten up like that and doesn't fight back."

"What a weird guy."

"That guy can't be the legendary Xiaoqiang who can't be killed, right? Hahahaha~~~"

"Damn it, where did you see it?" Kirihara grabbed the collar of one of the male students with one hand and asked with red eyes.

The male student who was grabbed by the collar looked terrified, "Ah~ it's under the ... overpass on the east side of the school." Because he had experienced the air pressure of Kirihara's anger from zero distance.

"Senior Inoue!" By the time Kirihara rushed to the scene of the incident, the group of gangsters were already tired and went off to do their own things.And Inoue has already been beaten badly by the group.Covered in blood and ashes.

Kirihara instantly extinguished his red eyes, and carefully helped Inoue up, "Senior, let's go to the hospital." Putting up Inoue's bleeding arm, "Be careful."

"I... will not go to the hospital." Having known Inoue for more than a month, Kirihara has never seen Inoue's firm gaze projected into his own eyes.

"Uh~~ No way. I'm seriously injured now, I'd better go to the hospital for a checkup, is there any concussion or something!"

Inoue's hand was held by Kirihara and straddled Kirihara's shoulder, his eyes were still firm.Like a pair of suffering brothers and sisters who have just been besieged, they are marching towards the sunset of hope.

"Then..." Kirihara said in embarrassment, "Then don't go to the hospital, let's go home first."

"In short, bandage the wound first."

Inoue draped Kirihara's shoulders without any pressure, so the "two brothers" started a conversation on the way home against the setting sun:

"Senior Inoue, why don't you fight back when others beat you?"

"Violence will not solve the problem."

"But you don't run or hide, are you a masochist?"

"No."

"Then why don't you hide? You won't be in pain?"

"It will hurt."

"By the way! Senior Inoue, how did you do in the monthly exam? Also, and... did the teacher call you the parent?"

"No."

Kirihara let out a dissatisfied "ah", "Why am I the only one being called the parent?"

"Because Kirihara-kun's grades are too bad."

"Huh? Are you embarrassed to say me? Chinese language is often excellent~~ Senior Inoue's general subjects are just on the verge of passing." Kirihara's excellent subjects are limited to Mandarin.

"Kirihara-kun goes to class, it's normal to get an excellent grade in one subject."

"Then why don't you go to class? If Vice Minister Sanada finds out, you will be fined to run away, and you may still be beaten into a disability."

"He dare not."

"Oh~~ Although you are the senior, it is true, but Vice-Minister Sanada is the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee~~"

With Kirihara on his back, Inoue limped out towards home.Kirihara naturally has a lot of doubts in his heart, but at least he has a general understanding of the doubts about the injuries on his body.

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With Kirihara's exceptionally strong bandaging talent, he finally ended the bandaging of his head and elbows after an hour and 40 minutes of long-term psychological struggle.

"Take off your clothes, let me see if your waist has been kicked off?" Kirihara said to Inoue angrily, "You don't have to hide from being beaten, you are not King Kong!"

"Kirihara-kun, I'm thirsty." Like after being beaten up a month ago, Inoue sat on the emerald green three-seater sofa in the extremely simple living room.

"Then... I'll pour water for you." Kirihara stood up and tidied up the blood-sucking gauze and garbage.

"Thank you, the kettle is on the tall cabinet in the kitchen." Inoue pointed to the tall cabinet next to the kitchen.

"I know, I've been to the kitchen." Qieyuan murmured, while holding the trash can and putting it in the original place.

"No, I think I have to find a reason to stay at Senior Inoue's house. Those bastards are too hateful. Next time I see them, I will definitely not defeat them all." Kirihara felt depressed in his heart, although he didn't I know what it feels like to have my lungs blown out, but the feeling is only to that extent.On the tall cabinet in the kitchen, I saw a small kettle that can only boil one portion of water at a time.

This is Kirihara's third visit to Inoue's house, and the second time to the Inoue's kitchen.To be specific, Kirihara's impression of Inoue's home was simple and deserted.

Inoue, who was sitting on the sofa, got up when he saw Kirihara entered the kitchen, and stumbled to his bedroom.Remind myself countless times that I am not in pain.

If it doesn't hurt, you don't need to:

Inoue walked to the one-meter-high cabinet, opened the drawer, and took out a disposable needle tube and an iron box.Sitting on the edge of the bed, opened the iron box.Pull out a rubber tube, use your mouth and one hand, and strangle it around your arm, when everything is ready.It is a series of extremely enjoyable and illusory processes.The people you want to see and the words you want to hear are all spinning in your mind.

(PS: drama needs, please do not imitate! Cherish life!)

"Senior Inoue, the water is ready."

Kirihara walked into the room with a transparent glass half filled with boiling water, and seeing Inoue lying on the bed, he put the water glass on the bedside table.

"Hey, senior, you are very dirty. It is dust and blood, and you are still lying on the bed. If my mother sees you, then you will disappear from the world, let me tell you."

Kirihara walked to the bed, Inoue's left hand rested on his eyes, Kirihara thought Inoue was tired and paralyzed.But something was wrong, because Inoue, who was somewhat paralyzed, actually...

Laughed.

Kirihara also had no time to take care of Inoue's smile, "Come on~~ I'll help you take off your clothes. Hey~~~Why do you feel like a nanny?" He muttered softly, but felt inexplicably at ease in his heart.