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Wen Qiu saw the new column of the school newspaper and sent a message to Xia Yunjiao: "You made this school newspaper?"

The other party replied quickly: "It's a little effort."

Wen Qiu was not surprised, the relationship between the two was complicated, friend or rival?It doesn't seem to count, but it's far from being enemies who hate each other.

"Thank you, work hard on your art exam."

"Of course I will. What about you? Song Zongyan moved out of the dormitory?" Sometimes she was frightening directly.

"Um."

Xia Yunjiao returned the thumbs up expression: "Shall I congratulate you for achieving the worst ending?"

Wen Qiu clicked his tongue, and he knew that Xia Yunjiao couldn't come up with nice words.

"This is just the beginning, how could it be the end." Wen Qiu replied, and then decisively turned off the phone.

The weather is getting colder and colder, but it has never snowed again. A group of lonely students can only be accompanied by the snowflake-like test papers.

Towards the end of the term, the gossip and rumors in the school have decreased a lot.Wen Qiu can still eat breakfast brought by others every morning, but he has never seen anyone from Sun Shilou.

Chu Wenxin was curious: "Recently, I haven't seen much of Sun Shilou running into our class."

Wen Qiu gnawed on rice balls: "I haven't seen him much either."

"You two broke up?" Chu Wenxin's eyes widened.

"no."

"What's it called? As the person concerned, you are not sure whether you have broken up or not?"

Wen Qiu swallowed the rice ball and thought for a while: "I haven't contacted you for almost a month, so what is this?"

Chu Wenxin rolled her eyes startlingly: "My mother and fetus are single, so I don't know what you guys are playing."

But it's a good thing that they don't contact each other, at least there will be less affectionate figures in the school, and the rumors will be reduced by half.But even without Sun Shilou, it seems that Qiu Ansheng has never been heard of.

The first subject of the month's exam was Chinese, and Ding Hui invigilated the exam.After more than an hour of exam time, he couldn't bear it anymore and walked to Wen Qiu's side, and tapped his desk with his fingers.

"take it out."

Wen Qiu paused, and took out the cell phone that was under the table.

Ding Hui handed over his mobile phone with a livid face, and almost gave Wen Qiu a vicious look, his masseter muscles tensed up, and he looked exasperated.

Wen Qiu pursed his lips, very obediently, then stood up and handed in the paper.

"What are you doing?" Ding Hui pressed his shoulder.

"I'm done, hand in the paper."

Ding Hui looked at him suspiciously, and other students also looked over curiously.Ding Hui flipped through the papers back and forth, and found that he was really done—it was only an hour past the exam time, and he even wrote the composition.

Ding Hui's face turned greener, and his tone was stiff: "Hurry up and leave after handing in the paper."

Looking at the back of Wen Qiu walking out, he added: "Let me see how you scored in this test."

Wen Qiu's last mock test score was extremely bad, and Ding Hui was already on fire, so he never thought that Wen Qiu would shoot himself into the gun again at this moment.

That night, in the backmost room of the faculty dormitory, Ding Hui knocked his phone on the table: "You entered the password, let me see what you were doing during the exam?"

Wen Qiu stood in front of him: "I didn't cheat."

"Then what are you doing with your phone?" Ding Hui leaned back on the chair, crossed his hands and waited for him to confess.

"……chat."

"Who to chat with?"

Wen Qiu dragged his voice a little longer: "Brother Ding, this is my privacy."

Ding Hui didn't like this, he slapped the table furiously: "Don't be playful with me. As a student, when you browse the same-sex dating website during the exam, do you think it's ridiculous?!"

Wen Qiu smiled and put his hands behind his back.

Ding Hui was really angry this time. Wen Qiu's habit of being unafraid of being scolded almost made his eyes black with anger: "Do you think the school is too lenient to you? Or do you have to work hard because your grades are too good? Put yourself in the worst environment and state to be satisfied?"

Wen Qiu lowered his head and put his hands behind his back, showing no sincerity or perfunctory: "I won't do it next time."

"Is it useful to make a guarantee?" Ding Hui was furious, "What do you do at your age, and what are you going to do now? Are you going to drop out of school to make friends? Okay, then you go, I will help you drop out now!"

When he was in college, he was also curious about new things, and he went to gay bars and private websites a few times for fun, which was not something a high school student like Wen Qiu could control, and he was also reluctant to let such a student voluntarily degenerate.But the result of the painstaking maintenance and care is that the school is full of rumors and the grades have plummeted.

Ding Hui pointed at him and scolded him, so angry that he uttered swear words.After scolding, Tianling Gai shook slightly, he was a little out of oxygen, so he sat down again and smoked a cigarette.

Wen Qiu reversed his previous silence: "Brother Ding..."

"You want one too?" Ding Hui squinted at him.

Wen Qiu shook his head quickly.

Seeing his tense expression, Ding Hui relaxed, smiled, and immediately put on a straight face: "Dare to say that I will break your leg today."

"Are you still a teacher?" Wen Qiu complained.

"I should be your parent, so I can justifiably beat you up." Ding Hui threatened him.

Wen Qiu solemnly reminded: "Domestic violence is illegal."

His expression didn't change when he spoke, but Ding Hui immediately realized that he had said something wrong. Wen Qiu was adopted when he was a child and suffered from domestic violence.Ding Hui bit his lips and opened and closed in embarrassment, his voice was much softer, and he changed to a soft policy: "Wen Qiu, you are very good." He paused, "Like your father."

"I'm not his own, how can I be like that." Wen Qiu didn't appreciate it.

Ding Hui shook his head, seemed to think of something, and smiled a little: "It has nothing to do with whether we are relatives or not, he saved me in the landslide, and now I'm in the place—I can't say I'm saving you, I can only say that I can help you. No teacher who is an excellent student is willing to watch him go astray."

Wen Qiu asked sharply: "What is wrong path? I didn't hurt anyone."

Standing on the long corridor outside the teacher's dormitory, a tall man stood tall, and more than half of his shadow was printed on the door.He was about to knock on the door with the materials, but stopped because of the questioning inside.

Song Zongyan couldn't advance or retreat for a while.

Ding Hui, who was sitting on the chair, seemed to be stopped by the question. He didn't speak for a long time, and he lowered his head and smoked a stuffy cigarette.The two inside suddenly fell silent.It wasn't until the cigarette was finished that Ding Hui smiled wryly and said, "Do you remember that time when your grandma came to school because of the matter between you and Sun Shilou?"

It seems that Wen Qiu's expression changed because he mentioned grandma, and he didn't understand why he suddenly mentioned this.

"She couldn't hear what the principal and the head of the department said to her, and would just reply 'what' over and over again. I was deceived by her at that time."

Wen Qiu slowly opened his eyes wide.

Ding Hui noticed his subtle expression, and continued: "The old lady is very smart. After I sent her back, I went back to the office to correct the papers. After half an hour, I went downstairs to get things and found that she had folded them back by herself. Look at the bulletin board."

She was watching the school's announcement on Wen Qiu's punishment.

Her poor eyesight made it difficult for her to see clearly, so she had to bend over to bring her face very close, and her cloudy eyes were covered with cold glass.

"She saw me too, and told me that the characters in it are too small for her to read clearly. Can you give her a copy and take it home? She wants to take a closer look."

Wen Qiu clenched his hands suddenly, his voice trembling: "She knows...?"

The old lady's heart is like a mirror, she can't hear good things, but all bad things go into her ears.People whispered so loudly in her ears that her grandson was gay and ruined the school atmosphere, how could she not hear it.But it's one thing to hear, another to pretend not to know.She was old, and her thinking was not trendy, so she couldn't figure out how her grandson would like boys.But whether she likes boys or girls, Wen Qiu is her family.

"Later she often called me to ask me about your situation in school, but she only asked one thing, that is, have you been bullied?"

Wen Qiu was taken aback.He remembered that grandma often asked him this question too.

Wen Qiu was not as indifferent as he usually showed - gossip, strange staring eyes, etc., when his relationship with Sun Shilou was first exposed, he was also panicked and at a loss.Fortunately, grandma's hearing is bad, and she didn't hear anything when she was called to school, and the accident was quickly settled by Sun Shilou's family, and there was no ripple to disturb his old lady.

Fortunately, he concealed this matter from the old lady.But he didn't guess that both of them were pretending to be stupid.

At the end of her life, she seemed to be still thinking about this matter, and she held Wen Qiu's hand in the hospital bed, her voice was intermittent, and she said worriedly: "My Qiu Qiu, don't be bullied."

After Wen Qiu went to junior high school, she seldom called Qiu Qiu such an intimate title.Only in the last night, she yelled many times and kept repeating this sentence. After repeating it, she might not even know what she was talking about.Until the sky turned pale, she could no longer make a sound.

"Everything you do may not hurt others," Ding Hui sighed deeply, put out the cigarette, and looked up at him, "but some people will always worry that you will be hurt by others."