paranoid beauty

As soon as she saw Jiang Huai, she couldn't say anything, and the two of them blushed and ran out immediately.

After they left, there was only suffocating silence in the living room.

Ye Zhong opened his mouth repeatedly, and finally gritted his teeth to squeeze out a little sound from between his lips and teeth: "Huai... Huaihuai, don't think about it, they have only been here for a long time, they only know how to chew people's tongues behind their backs..."

After speaking, her speaking speed became faster and faster, and the panic in the last words became more and more obvious.

"Auntie," Jiang Huai interrupted her, the expression on his face was like the water in a deep pool, without any fluctuation: "I didn't think about it."

He bent down to change his shoes, and said in a casual tone, "There's nothing wrong with what they said."

"I'm sick, I'm a monster. Jiang Feixu didn't feel sorry for me either. To be precise," he sneered, "I'm the one who felt sorry for him. Ji Chu died because of me."

"..." Ye Zhong was speechless again, but the panic in his heart grew worse.

After Jiang Huai finished changing his shoes, he carried his schoolbag and went upstairs. When passing by her, he reached out and patted her on the shoulder: "Auntie, I'm fine."

how to say?

He is very clear about his own position. This kind of thing that would kill him after hearing a few words from others has already been done several years ago.

Ye Zhongzai looked at his expression carefully, and after confirming that he was really calm, he breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled reluctantly: "Huaihuai, let's go upstairs to play first, and my aunt will call you when I have dinner at night."

It wasn't until dinner at night that Ye Zhong saw that he really didn't seem to be affected, so he really put his hanging heart back into his stomach.

There was really no big fluctuation in Jiang Huai's heart. If he couldn't fall asleep tossing and turning at night, he really thought that what he heard in the afternoon had already passed by him.

Jiang Huai played the game until one o'clock, and lay on the bed for another two hours, before finally taking out his mobile phone in a hopeless manner.

Everyone should be tired of playing the game for so long. He felt dizzy just looking at the icon of that game. After thinking about it, he moved his fingers to delete the game.

Then he swiped the screen of the mobile phone to wander around, and after a while, he realized where his unconscious movement came from.

——When I met Su Bei for the first time in the bar, he held a cigarette in one hand, and he seemed to be doing this in the other hand.

When he came back to his senses, he had already opened the address book on his phone. Under the tip of his thumb, there were four large characters "Brother Xueshen".

This was saved when Su Bei sent him home.

Gee.

It's past three o'clock now, isn't it good to call people in the early morning to disturb people's dreams?

... But if it's not good, it's not good. He always does what he wants to do on the spot, and he will never wrong himself.

Thinking of this, he dialed the phone number of this "student brother" without hesitation.

They exchanged phone numbers when Su Bei sent him home, and this was the first time they had used them.

Jiang Huai felt a little panicked when he heard the ringtone on his mobile phone.

He felt a little bit that this "student brother" would not answer.

To be honest, if someone called him in the middle of the night, he wouldn't answer it, and he might beat him up the next day because of the call.

A little cold sweat broke out in the palm of his hand.

"You know that people won't answer, why do you still call?"

Wisps of black mist emerged from the gaps in the closed curtains, and slowly formed a sitting figure beside his bed.

Jiang Huai kicked him as soon as he raised his foot: "I told you not to sit on my bed."

"Okay, okay, I'm up." Heiwu touched the tip of his nose, and stood up embarrassingly, "Hang up, he didn't answer again..."

As he spoke, his voice slowly disappeared under Jiang Huai's cold gaze.

His eyes drifted away: "What's so fierce, it's not that I didn't answer your call..."

"Little lunatic?" A magnetic and slightly hoarse voice overflowed from the phone receiver.

"Hmm...um." Jiang Huai's breathing was stagnant, and the erratic look in his eyes was exactly the same as the black mist just now.

"What's the matter?" The boy's voice was full of sleepiness, but he was holding on to his sleepiness, showing full patience.

Jiang Huai clenched the quilt unconsciously with one hand, his throat was a little tight: "I... can't sleep."

"..." Su Bei laughed, the drowsiness dissipated a lot now, and his tone was a little more joking: "So you came to wake me up and not let me sleep?"

He sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. He really didn't have much irritability of being woken up, but the young man's clear voice seemed a little soft in the night, and it made his heart soften when he heard it.

"not in a good mood?"

"...Well." Jiang Huai hesitated for a while, then got under the quilt and said in a muffled voice: "Brother, I feel uncomfortable."

Su Bei was taken aback for a moment, his heart felt like it was being pinched, and it ached dully.

Jiang Huai blinked, feeling his nose was a little sore for no reason, he stared blankly at the ceiling, and said, "Brother..."

Only the breathing of two people can be heard through the earpiece.

Jiang Huai trembled softly: "I'm sick."

And it's serious.

So serious that everyone thought he was a monster.

Su Bei was silent for a while, then said, "Huaihuai."

His voice was extraordinarily gentle, "It's okay, it will be fine."

Whatever it is, it's okay, it'll be fine.

"……Um."

At this moment, the air in the room seemed to be stagnant, and Jiang Huai felt that it was difficult for him to breathe.

But Su Bei didn't seem to notice it at all, and his tone returned to his usual relaxed tone: "Still sleeping? Want me to sing a lullaby?"

The air flow resumed.

The corners of Jiang Huai's lips raised slightly, and the soft boyish voice was still nasal, "Brother, are you willing?"

"Why do you start dreaming when you haven't slept yet?" Su Bei smiled, but in the end he still said, "Forget about lullabies, I don't know how to sing them. Turn on the phone, I'll wait for you to sleep first." .”

"Ah."

After that, only the shallow breathing of the two people remained on the phone receiver.

I don't know how long it will be before the boy on the other end of the phone will not sleep, and he asks softly, half asleep and half awake, "Is it really going to be okay?"

Su Bei was silent, and after a long time, he replied softly: "Yes."

He didn't hang up the phone until he heard the boy's breathing calm down completely.

It was still pitch black outside the window, and it was only four o'clock, but he had no sleepiness.

He sighed, reached out and took out a cigarette from the bedside table, he didn't smoke after lighting it, he just held it in his hand and watched the white smoke curl up.

He thought of Su Xi, his sister.

At that time, she was still 11 years old, at the age of a flower bone, and other people's smiles were full of spring, but hers was stained with blood.

She was lying on the bed, her figure was so thin that only bones remained, but there was still innocent hope in her eyes, she said to him: "Brother, I'm sick again."

That's what he replied at the time: "It's okay, it will be fine."

But when he saw his sister again, her body was already covered with a white cloth.

……

"Ma'am, are you back?"

"Yeah," the woman walked in after changing her shoes, her brows were full of tiredness, "Where's Xiaobei?"

The nanny followed behind her and replied softly: "The young master hasn't come down yet."

The woman frowned fiercely, sat on the sofa, pressed her forehead with one hand, and waved at her with the other, "Go and call him, what time is it yet?"

The nanny responded and went upstairs. After a while, the boy came down in his pajamas and slippers, and saw her raise her eyebrows slightly: "Mom."

Seeing his appearance, Su's mother frowned: "You're only getting up now?"

"Get up after six o'clock, read a book in the room." The boy lowered his eyes slightly.

...This statement is complete nonsense, but it is not entirely false.Although he didn't read the book, it was definitely not just after six o'clock.

Hearing this, Mother Su breathed a sigh of relief, "When I get up, I go downstairs to eat. What does it look like if you don't eat in the morning?"

"Yeah." Su Bei responded, walking towards the dining table.

Su's mother was still wearing a black suit. Although her brows and eyes were full of exhaustion, her whole body was still cold.

After a while, she asked again seemingly unintentionally: "By the way, I heard that there is a good-looking boy in your school who confessed to you?"

Su Bei stopped eating porridge, but since his sister left, his mother paid more and more attention to him. The little lunatic's confession made a big fuss, and it's not unusual for his mother to know.

Thinking of this, he was half relieved, and replied in a chatty manner: "Well, he's a sophomore in high school."

Mother Su came over, sat down across from him, and sighed: "Xiaobei, it's not that mother won't let you fall in love, but now your main task is to study, and your father will only look back when you become better and better. Our mother and son take a look..."

"Xixi is gone, mother only has you."

He has heard this sentence many times, and after listening to it, there is no fluctuation in his heart. He just cooperated with Mama Su, swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and nodded slightly: "Yes."

……

Jiang Huai's confession was really a big deal, and almost the whole school knew about it.

When the school meeting opened on Monday, the principal was still giving a speech on the rostrum. As soon as a group of students saw him walking to the side of the rostrum, a commotion broke out.

However, the principal is also a person who has read thousands of sails. Seeing this kind of scene, he just kept smiling and finished his words. Forget it, let us pass the rostrum to the next classmate."

The microphone had already been handed over, Huang Zhongshi saw Jiang Huai's sleepy look, and quickly pulled him back: "Jiang Huai, where's your review?"

Jiang Huai squinted his eyes and looked at him vaguely, then slowly groped into his purse: "In the purse...huh?"

At this moment, his drowsiness dissipated a lot, and he touched his purse carefully again, but he really didn't find anything, so he raised his head and looked at Boss Huang with a confused face.

Huang Zhongshi: "...Did you touch it?"

Jiang Huai honestly shook his head: "No."

In fact, to be honest, he really didn't panic at all, but it was a pity that he was a little more.

——If he knew this thing was going to be lost, he wouldn't have to spend two hours "intercepting" it from the Internet.

Waste of time, waste of energy.

Jiang Huai turned his eyes and walked towards the rostrum. Huang Zhongshi was startled, and quickly grabbed him again: "What are you doing? Just go like this, you?"

Jiang Huai glanced at him: "I can write off the manuscript."

The whole school knew that he wanted to conduct a self-criticism, and it was impossible for the school to let him take the stage next week just because he didn't bring a self-criticism.

It is better to take the initiative than to be forced.

...In fact, the main reason is that most of the schools know about his review. If he doesn't go, where will the school bully lose face?

Huang Zhongshi looked at him twice in shock, and he began to criticize himself almost as soon as Yishun: how could he underestimate poor students!Even after reading a self-examination, you can get out of the manuscript. If you study hard... um!have a future!