accompany me

The ten minutes of sharing lighters on the rooftop that night was like a short dream. After waking up from the dream, the two went about their own lives as usual. It seemed that it just passed by and no one mentioned it anymore.

At least He Yi seemed to have completely forgotten about it.His schedule is as regular as that of a human being. Like every good student with good character and academics, he gets up early to study in the classroom, stays at the last one after the evening self-study, and turns off the lights and closes the door by the way.The only abnormal thing in the day is the last self-study class in the evening, he will disappear for more than ten minutes most of the time - no one cares, he is always the class monitor to ask the teacher for advice.

Chi Yang knew what he was doing, sometimes when he lost sleepiness, he would deliberately go out with him, to look at the corner of the stairs.

It was the quietest time of the day, the sun was dimming and setting, the noise outside the partition wall could be faintly heard, intermingled with the mixed shadows, the boy stood in a blurred shadow, but faced the dusk. The sun, even the smoke that was exhaled was dyed golden.

Chi Yang looked at the flickering sparks on the cigarette butt, and took out his mobile phone by accident - this time he really took a picture of the evidence.

He Yi saw it from the corner of his eye, turned his head and asked him, "What are you doing?"

"Threatening you."

"Go ahead," this kind of dialogue happened no less than five times, and He Yi took it for granted. He flicked the ash into the abandoned trash can, and said calmly, "Guess which one is more punished for bringing a mobile phone or smoking."

Chi Yang smiled, lowered his head to reply to the message openly, and didn't mind the surveillance at the corner of the stairs above his head-it is true that no one can care about him, the teacher turns a blind eye to those who are rotten in the ground, and just asks He graduated safely and smoothly, so don't cause trouble for the school.

He Yi is not a person who likes to chat. After smoking the other one, he lit a new one, squinted his eyes and tasted it, and then smashed it on the wall without any waste.He doesn't seem to be smoking just for fun, but he also needs to pinch the time exactly at 10 minutes, and if he doesn't have enough cigarettes, he will light a new one.

It was halfway through October, and the weather was already cold. He only wore shirts and school uniforms. He felt a little cold, so he put out his cigarette and planned to go back to the classroom without waiting until get out of class was over.Before leaving, he looked up at Chi Yang, who was still lying on the window sill, swiping his phone, and hesitated between taking the stairs here and taking a detour—the person on the window sill noticed his gaze and looked over.

At that moment, neither of them knew what to say.

Then they both realized that it was really unreasonable for the two of them to be here at this moment. It was absurd to say that they were companions, but it was obviously not like the first time they met by chance. each.

With one hand still on the window sill, Chi Yang watched the other party's slightly frowned eyebrows condescendingly, and then quickly looked away, suddenly feeling very interesting—so he asked naturally: "Go back? "

This question brought this tacit and delicate meeting closer to the distance of companionship, as if they just made an appointment to come here together and formed a bad group.

He Yi rubbed the cigarette case with his hand in his pocket, and was silent for a few seconds: "Well, let's go."

If it was Chi Yang later, even a few months later, he would quickly realize that He Yi was giving in at this moment, and was trying his best to express some emotions that he didn't know how to put into words, but now Chi Yang can only vaguely feel What subtle change happened between the two of them—this change made him have a reason and should appear here every day at this time, waiting for He Yi to press out his unfinished cigarette and return to the classroom with him , or go to the cafeteria.

It's a bit scary to have top students and bad boys eating together.Chi Yang followed him back and forth back to the classroom, not having any appetite for food, so he packed his schoolbags and followed the large group of day students out of the school.

He was carrying a bag on one shoulder, a Bluetooth headset on his ear, and swaggeringly holding his mobile phone. He was already considered outstanding among his peers, and he didn't wear a school uniform. When passing by the security guards, the old man couldn't help but look at him more. With two eyes, it seems that he really wants to stop this person.

However, Chi Yang had already mixed in with the students in twos and threes out of the school gate, and went straight to the opposite bus stop.

In fact, he has nowhere to go, he lives alone, and now even the nanny is afraid to come, but it seems that he has no other place to go except to go home and sleep—he might as well stay in the classroom for a while Hours, he thought, without stopping in front of the station, walking aimlessly forward.

It’s okay to find a place to have a drink. I heard that the technical school does not have evening self-study. A phone call should be able to call a few unreliable friends out to hang out, or even open a box to sing a song. He treats guests, and some people want to come.

The sky had already darkened, it was going to be dark, and it hung over him with gloom——Chi Yang had a vigor that didn't match his age, like a wolf that had stretched its claws before reaching its prime, exuding vigor and vitality. Dangerous determination.

He shouldn't have picked today to hang out.

The table had been lifted long ago, the wine bottles and dishes fell to the ground with a crash, the sound of the ears exploding seemed to be still entangled in the air, he slammed the broken chair leg at the person, then swung it back with his backhand, viciously He slammed the person who came up to hold his arm and tried to suppress him, then grabbed the person and kicked the lock, and fell to the ground cleanly.

What was he doing? The elbow hit the opponent's eyes precisely and fiercely. He was running for his life. Everything from the angle to the strength was perfect. If the scene wasn't too violent, it could almost be called a textbook level The gangsters fight...

However, his mind and body seemed to be separated, and bystanders looked at him blankly, seeing himself holding another person's arm, twisting into an unbelievable arc, kicking the person's back and falling Into a shattered unbroken glass bottle.

Stop hitting, it will kill you.He thought about it slowly, but he didn't want to stop at all. He even wanted to applaud himself. This punch was really hard, probably enough to make someone's stomach bleed.

The abuse and ridicule are still in my ears. He beat three of them, but he beat them into three stray dogs. He has seen similar scenes, and it was also in such a muddy night that seemed to never pass. Here, in more youthful but cruel fists and kicks, he pushed others desperately like this, punching and punching until the opponent took out a knife——

Chi Yang paused, and stopped in the imaginary screaming and crying—the person whose throat was locked by him and poured into the mess of wine and meat had already rolled his eyes and let out a gasping sound of powerless struggle. Seconds are about to pass.

He let go of his hand in silence, and looked back at the other two who could no longer stand up. They looked like wolves who had just tasted blood, and their condescending gaze swept slowly, almost cutting out the bones.

"Get away," he lowered his eyes, grabbed the collar of the man under him and flung it over, "Let me see you again, at worst, we will die together, try."

He paid the bill, and even smiled at the dazed stall proprietress, as if she didn't realize how embarrassed he was, and there was a scratch on his face. A smile is more intimidating than a blank face.

The proprietress tremblingly took the whole note, and almost gave him the correct change: "...You guys, are you fighting?"

"Don't look for it," Chi Yang finally let go of the stupefied state, frowned, and handed over two more, "That stool is no longer usable, and neither are the guests. Scared away, you keep it."

"No guests, no guests, there were not many at first...Young man, your face is broken, this..."

Before he had time to speak, a familiar light voice came in and answered for him: "It's okay, auntie, I've called my parents, and I'll catch him to the hospital later, sorry, my brother has caused you trouble ..."

Chi Yang was startled, and turned his head to look over - it was obviously not the first time he saw He Yi's gentle and sincere smiling face, but he blinked his eyes as if seeing a piece of jade in the dirty mud, doubting himself I read it wrong.

He Yi explained a few more words to the proprietress, the language was just right, and there was a kind of thoughtful meaning - he said please don't call the police, because adolescent children are ignorant, and the troubles will pass away, and he also said that he wished her a prosperous business ... When he came back to his senses, He Yi patted his lower back lightly and led him a few steps away.

He Yi received his supernatural powers, looked at him with complicated eyes, with an unconcealable banter, and made a pertinent evaluation: "It's pretty good at fighting."

"...Why are you here?"

Before he could answer, Chi Yang stopped him again—"Aren't you afraid that my temper will be indiscriminate, and I will beat you up together."

The height difference between the two of them is half a head—Chi Yang is too tall at this age—the night is dark, and the only light source around is the row of food stalls, which are firmly blocked by Chi Yang, why? Yi and him stood facing each other, almost completely covered in the shadow, and he couldn't see his expression clearly even when he looked up.

He could even smell the subtle smell of blood rust on Chi Yang's body, it was the blood that had scratched a large cut on his face and hadn't scabbed yet.

"If you don't ask for leave, you will stay late for self-study, and the class monitor will arrest you." He didn't answer the second question—and there is no need to answer—but instead finished what he wanted to say, "There was a video on the side just now, I asked They deleted it and told them not to call the police, don’t worry.”

Chi Yang doesn't worry about this at all, he doesn't mind where he lives.

"What time is it? It's still late for self-study. I'm fooling you." He smiled, wrapped in the hostility of a recent crime, and laughed, which couldn't relieve the atmosphere at all——He Yi looked into his eyes, and finally relaxed In general, the Adam's apple rolled.

However, before he could say anything else, Chi Yang straightened up and walked away on his own.The light blocked by him flooded into his field of vision, He Yi closed his eyes subconsciously, and heard Chi Yang ask him a few meters away, why are you here.

He asked again, but the meaning was clearly different.

"I really came to catch you back. Your head teacher asked me to come," He Yi frowned imperceptibly when talking about the head teacher, and turned to follow his footsteps. I went to the Internet cafe and sat for a while... Who knew I would see you when I came out for supper."

Chi Yang: "?"

He Yi never seemed to play with his mobile phone secretly at school, but now he took it out very naturally, and showed him the recent call records showing that the other party refused to answer.Then he lit a cigarette, held it in his mouth, and said: "What about you, you also come to eat supper, why do you eat like this?"

There must be a reason for eating like this, but He Yi is not a gossip person, and the original intention of saying this is just a joke.Chi Yang was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, my childhood enemy, I have to fight when we meet..."

He Yi slowly exhaled the smoke, realized that he was standing in the upper air, and slowed down again, half a step behind Chi Yang, so as not to let this person be blown in the face by second-hand smoke.

"I lived in an orphanage when I was a child..."

Chi Yang said this without beginning or end, and then walked forward in silence without further words.He Yi smoked a cigarette, looked at his straight shoulders and the dusty hoodie from the wrestling, and was silent for a long time, then stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and lightly dusted the dust off his hat.

However, in the next second, someone grabbed his wrist, staggered a few steps, and pushed him onto the lamppost.

Chi Yang looked down at him, his eyes were suddenly filled with fierce hostility, but just for a moment, when he came back to his senses, he immediately let go of his hand, frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

Any fool can see what he can do.He Yi moved his stiff and painful wrist, almost suspecting that it was broken by this person - before he had time to realize that he should complain at this moment, Chi Yang had already apologized in an unexpectedly polite manner, and then Big thanks to him for helping clean up the mess today.

Those words really shouldn't have come out of his mouth.He Yi slightly raised half of his eyebrows, as if he thought it was very interesting - he thought that Chi Yang was so desperate in fights, he must be a bully player who refused to say thank you when he beat him to death.

"I'm serious, thank you today," Chi Yang repeated, looking down at his red wrist, as if he really wanted to touch it, "Didn't you just say that my parents caught me home, brother, You can go home."

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