I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

"What a fucking gay with a hard heart."

Zhong Xun's face was burning badly, and he just bit his lip and played games all morning. He didn't let go of his knuckles and put away his phone until the bell rang for the end of the last class.

The fingertips were a little red from the pressure.

"Brother Xun," Song Yijin turned around and asked eagerly, "Shall we go to the newly opened shop at the end of the street?"

No. [-] Middle School allowed them to stay in the classroom for meals or lunch breaks, so many students did not go home at noon, especially those whose homes were far away, and brought their own meals, went to the cafeteria, or went to the back street of the school.

"Yeah." Zhong Xun didn't want to stay in the classroom anymore, so he got up and went downstairs with Song Yijin.

When he reached the school gate, he suddenly turned his head back.

Chu Tingdong seemed to be going to the cafeteria. He was wearing a black and white school uniform jacket with the zipper unzipped. Because of practicing figure skating all the year round, he was tall and long-legged, and his figure looked well-proportioned and straight.

"This top student seems to be staying at the school." Song Yijin stopped and said puzzledly, "I don't think he looks like he has no money. Why doesn't he rent a room?"

Although No. [-] Middle School provides dormitories, the old school building has not been renovated for more than ten years. I heard that it smells musty, and there are frequent power and water cuts. No one wants to live in the school.

Except that the family is not very good and it is really far away from the school.

Or, like Wang Pang, he deliberately tricked his family into staying in the dormitory in order to slip away to the Internet cafe to play games at night.

"He still eats in the cafeteria," Song Yijin kept tsk-tsk, "Is the cafeteria in our school edible? I went to ask for a bowl of beef noodles last time, and only found a shredded pork in the bottom of the bowl."

"Could it be that he was exiled by his family? Didn't leave him any money, and the card was suspended?"

Song Yijin was about to make up a drama of grievances between wealthy families. After all, if Chu Tingdong was insane, he would not be able to transfer to No. [-] Middle School, so he could only be forced to come.

In fact, Zhong Xun also noticed that something was wrong, but he didn't dare to think about it anymore, his face was still burning.

Went to have a meal with Song Yijin, Zhong Xun originally wanted to go to the Internet cafe to sleep, but he regretted it halfway, he turned his head and went to the school, and as soon as he went upstairs, he caught a glimpse of Chu Tingdong staying in the corridor.

No one was sleeping in the classroom at all, they were all chatting together, and some were chatting, which was noisy and smokey.

Chu Tingdong lowered his eyes, took a half-burned cigarette in his mouth, leaned against the railing of the corridor and lowered his head to brush his phone. When he heard footsteps, he glanced at the clock indifferently, and then looked away.

Good one loves to ignore.

"At the same table, borrow a cigarette." Zhong Xun shook his finger at him.

Chu Tingdong still ignored him, he lowered his head and stared at the phone screen, his eye sockets were deep and gloomy, it seemed that it was pitch black inside, and even the scorching sun in midsummer couldn't see through.

With a swipe of his fingertips, he didn't block the black again this time, and answered a phone call.

"Brother?" There was a girl's voice on the other end, as if she didn't expect the other party to connect suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, and then her voice became hoarse when she spoke again, obviously crying, "When are you going home?"

Zhong Xun felt a little embarrassed, he could hear a little bit, but he didn't want to leave.

"Can I stay here?" Zhong Xun felt quite shameless, so he asked obediently.

He got too close, the curly hair brushed against him, Chu Tingdong's eyes fell on his pursed lips, and he raised his hand against his shoulder.

But there was no intention of driving him away.

"Father is also doing it for your own good. He said you blocked him, and you didn't even read the messages he sent you." Chu Ningjiao became more and more anxious, "I checked your current school...why don't you go abroad? "

Chu Tingdong remained silent, and Zhong Xun heard the sound of things falling and glass breaking coming from the phone, followed by insults with a strong crying voice.

"I'm going to a training camp," Chu Ningjiao finally dropped the excuse, she called just to tell Chu Tingdong this, but after she finished speaking, her tears became more violent, she gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "Why don't you die, You don't deserve to be my brother at all."

"Yes, I'm not," Chu Tingdong said as he stubbed out his cigarette, "Don't look for me again."

His tone was very calm, without any ups and downs in his tone, he appeared extremely indifferent, gloomy and unattainable, as if stating an unimportant fact.

Then hung up the phone.

Zhong Xun felt that he must not have misunderstood this time, at least Chu Tingdong really did not have a good relationship with his family, but just to be on the safe side, he still wanted to ask one more question.

He struggled with how to speak, be more tactful.

Chu Tingdong suddenly turned his head and asked him, "Does the school have a second-hand trading platform?"

"What are you going to do?" Zhong Xun's eyes widened a little bit. This is going to be a sale. It must be because he really has no money?

Chu Tingdong didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any more questions, and sent Chu Tingdong the address of the school forum.

He thought that this time he would not show his courtesy in vain again, even if Chu Tingdong was not in such a tight situation, if he wanted Chu Tingdong to be his boyfriend, it would definitely be impossible to make a mistake in inviting him to dinner.

But who would have thought that Chu Tingdong probably transferred to another school on purpose to overpower him.

It's fine to ignore him. For three days in a row, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Chu Tingdong disappeared before he could react.

"Why is there no smell at all?"

"Eggs are scrambled."

"Sweet and sour white are all vegetables?"

Zhong Xun was lazy and criticized one by one, all were dissatisfied, so he put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.

Then it was cheaper for Song Yijin.

There was no evening self-study this Friday, and school ended at 05:30 in the afternoon, but Chu Tingdong stayed in the classroom and did not leave. When it was his turn to be on duty, he wiped the blackboard and swept the floor, and sat back in his seat.

He studied in the classroom until nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and the school was about to close, so he picked up his school uniform and prepared to leave.

The evening wind carried the sultry heat of the summer night, but it still made people wake up suddenly.

The light in the corridor was broken, and the light was dim. Chu Tingdong pulled the classroom door and was about to lock it when he looked down and caught a glimpse of a small black mass.

No matter how calm he was, he turned the keyhole in an instant.

Zhong Xun waited until he fell asleep. At first he stood and waited, glancing at the classroom window from time to time. When he was tired, he started squatting again. Feeling cold, he put his school uniform on his head again.

Unexpectedly, it was a little hot again, so I fell asleep in a daze.

"Are you leaving?" Zhong Xun took off his school uniform jacket, rubbed his face, and tried to stand up, but his legs went numb as soon as he tried hard, and he squatted back with red ears, and said stiffly, "It's cool here. "

He squatted at the door of the classroom, his curly hair was messed up by the school uniform, and it was still drooping.

A face that is obviously beautiful and glamorous, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a smart face, but the brain is not on the strings, and there are many words, as soon as you think about it, you will come out.

Like a heeling puppy, he insists on clinging to whoever he decides, and when people turn around, they have to bump into and step on him.

In fact, Chu Tingdong could pretend not to understand what he wanted to do and continue to ignore him, but he lowered his eyes halfway, stared at Zhong Xun for a few seconds, and suddenly kicked his foot.

"Get up." Chu Tingdong said coldly.

"You have to take care of me staying at the door of the classroom." Zhong Xun was kicked a little angrily, and almost blurted out the swear words, then choked back, and said, "I'm willing to squat, what's your business?"

Chu heard Dong Xin say who wants to control you?He said again, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Oh." Zhong Xun's face burned, thinking that you are wise.

But still nothing.

Seeing that Chu Tingdong was waiting impatiently and frowned, Zhong Xun could only moan in a low voice, and went to hold his hand, "My legs are numb and I can't stand up."

Chu Tingdong: "."

-

Zhong Xun grew up on Xiujing Street. After leaving the school, he led Chu Tingdong into an alley within a few minutes. Deep in the alley was a modest but clean Hunan restaurant.

He was finally caught by him. He ordered several dishes and said: "Boss, two bottles of Tsingtao beer, I want it to be cold!"

Chu Tingdong ignored him.

But when the dishes were served, Chu Tingdong finished transferring the money to him, and when he raised his head, the tip of his chopsticks paused.

Zhong Xun didn't notice it at all, he was busy moving the fish with chopped peppers, stir-fried potherb mustard, and Ningcheng's cold salad with red oil to Chu Tingdong's side.

"Eat first, and order later if you don't have enough." Zhong Xun looked at him with his chin up.

He remembered that Chu Tingdong could eat spicy food, before he saw Chu Tingdong's circle of friends, the hot pot was a mandarin duck pot, he was sitting on the side of the red soup, several spicy dishes on the table were also close to him, and someone even served him.

He has been to the school cafeteria several times, but the bird has faded away, so it is better to change the taste when he comes out.

Chu Tingdong silently picked up the fish with his chopsticks, and said, "Thank you." He had been having a bad appetite for a while, the fish was spicy and refreshing, and it was soft and easy to melt, so he suddenly realized that he was a little hungry.

Zhong Xun really didn't lie to him, the food in this restaurant is pretty good.

"It's okay, I'll bring you here next time." Zhong Xun tried his best to control his expression, smiling without showing his teeth, but his eyes were so bright that he could wag his tail in a second.

But it didn't take him long, when the phone rang, he looked down, and the corners of his mouth tightened again.

[Xiao Xun, your father said he couldn't get through to your phone, so why don't you go home tomorrow?Auntie wants you to meet your brother. 】

Zhong Xun was able to fight with Zhong Zhonglin, but he couldn't refuse Wu Yulan, nor did he speak harshly to her.

When he thought about meeting that...he just remembered that he didn't seem to know the name of that person, maybe Wu Xiaoye?Anyway, he immediately lost his appetite, obviously he didn't eat much at noon and night.

He raised his eyelids one after another, his peach blossom eyes stared at Chu Tingdong, and suddenly asked tentatively, "Do you have a good relationship with your sister?"

"Yeah." Chu Tingdong picks fishbone slowly.

She wasn't really a younger sister, she was the daughter of his stepmother. Although she was only two or three years younger than him, she went to learn figure skating very early and stayed in the team all day long, so she didn't see her very often.

"I'm not familiar with my brother." Zhong Xun's fingertips turned cold, and he lowered his head to pick up the chopped green onions in the bowl.

His forehead hair hung down a little, covering the deep and beautiful eye sockets, and after the whole person calmed down, he turned out to be a little deserted.

Chu Tingdong slightly raised his eyes, but didn't speak.

"My brother's grades are much better than mine, and my dad doesn't like me very much." Zhong Xun glanced at him, then pursed his lips, and when he raised his eyes again, it might be the lights of the restaurant, which seemed to be hiding water, "I No one cooks for me when I go home, so I want to eat with you..."

Chu Tingban lowered his eyes, watching him pick out a small pile of scallions, and then picked out a small pile of green vegetables, his face was still calm.

Oh shit.

He has said so pitifully, shouldn't he be sympathetic to each other?Why is there no reaction at all?

Zhong Xun was so hot that his lips turned red, his eyes were moist, and he kept breathing.

In fact, he can't eat spicy food very much, he ordered it just for Chu Tingdong's sake, he felt really bitter in his heart, what a fucking hard-hearted gay.

"I live in an Internet cafe at night because my brother won't let me go home. I have nowhere to go, so I can only go to the Internet cafe to sleep. It's dark and smelly. The sofa that Song Yijin picked up still hurts my ass."

"He's also an athlete, um...plays basketball," Zhong Xun suddenly approached, pulling down the collar of his white T-shirt, "He played it before."

His collarbone socket is clear and white, his chest is thin, and there is a thin white scar just below the collarbone.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong felt a little headache.

He was aware of his sexual orientation very early on, so he kept a distance from both boys and girls. This was the first time he was forced to look at his collarbone.

Ke Zhong puppy didn't think there was any problem at all.

"It really hurt at the time," he said nonsense, talking bad things about his brother, getting more and more angry, his face turned red from being choked by the fish, and he still asked him, "Tell me, is he stupid?"

He originally wanted to call him a fool, but he was afraid that Chu Tingdong would think it was uncivilized.

Chu Tingdong almost couldn't bear to tease him, and touched the inner wall of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, thinking that I think you are stupid.

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