After breaking through the secret of the disabled academic master

"How could it be me?" Bo Xun quickly denied, "I never fight with others, okay?"

After speaking, he saw Yu Jin's suspicious gaze, observing the wound on his body.

With the reflection of the glass of the medicine cabinet, Bo Xun saw his current appearance.

——The wet hair was close to the side of the face, the face was covered with bloodstains, the bruises on the forearm were obvious, and there was a deep scratch where the bone was visible, and blood dripped out, and the breathing was heavy.Maybe it was because of the water, his eyes were blurred, like a puppy in the rain.

It doesn't look like it fell into the river anyway.

Yu Jin heaved a sigh of relief, and his nervous expression eased a lot, "It's fine if it's not you, I heard a boy from another class looking for you today—"

"I was just talking for fun at the time, it's impossible, impossible, my small body can beat..." Bo Xun hastily interrupted and denied it, before he finished speaking, he realized that the word "small body" was very inappropriate to describe himself, so he quickly changed his words , "I never fight with others."

Seeing them hesitating in place, the nurse at the pharmacy stepped forward, "If you can't find any medicine, you can call me for help."

Bo Xun turned around, "Excuse me, if you want to buy medicine, can you help me bandage it up? I fell into the river just now." After he finished speaking, he smiled apologetically, and stretched out his bruised arm in embarrassment.

The nurse in a white coat said in a sweet voice, "Of course, follow me here."

Sitting by the medical table, Bo Xun stretched out his arm so that the nurse could bandage it.

The moment the alcohol seeped into the wound, he clenched his teeth, wishing he could bury his head in the socket of his neck.

Qi and blood rushed up uncontrollably, and the blush spread all the way to the neck.

The severe numbness brought by the pain, he clenched his fists tightly to hold back his voice, and his muscles spasmed slightly.

"Bo Xun?" Yu Jin looked at his violent reaction and asked in confusion.

He unconsciously snorted, like a wronged little animal, "Yeah."

After bandaging his arm, Bo Xun trembled and took a deep breath, thanking the nurse.

In the eye sockets, physiological tears swirled a few times, but finally held back and did not fall.

Taking a deep breath to relieve the pain, from the corner of his eye, he seemed to notice the sudden change in the eyes of the young man beside him, and the pupils suddenly tightened.

But turning her head to look at Yu Jin, there was only tranquility and melancholy in her deep eyes.

When checking out, he saw Yu Jin and the burly man in a suit following him, and realized that they were together, probably Yu Jin's parents, "Hi uncle, I'm sorry, I thought you were a staff member of the pharmacy just now , forgot to say hello."

The man in a suit hurriedly bowed to Bo Xun and smirked.

Yu Jin's voice was still flat, "Where do you live, I will give you a ride. You will catch cold easily when you go out like this."

"No need, my house is just opposite," Bo Xun pointed to the old residential building opposite the pharmacy, "I rent a house next to the school by myself, and it's only two steps away."

Yu Jin nodded, and his voice was like a gentle breeze, not rushing, "Okay. Then you go back slowly, and be careful of vehicles when crossing the road."

When leaving the pharmacy, Bo Xun was not in a hurry to go back.

The man just now didn't look like Yu Jin's parents.

He was very curious, what kind of family environment did Yu Jin, a well-behaved and polite boy who lived like a little gentleman in the last century, grow up in?

Standing near the pharmacy for a while, he saw the burly man in a suit pushing Yu Jin out with a medicine bag in his hand.They walked towards the black nanny car parked by the side of the road. The man first settled Yu Jin in the back seat, and then detoured to the driver's seat to start the car and drove towards No. [-] Middle School.

"Recycling, old mobile phones, washing machines, old refrigerators, old computers, changing knives, scissors, basins—"

"Recycling, old mobile phones, washing machines, old refrigerators, old computers, changing knives, scissors, basins—"

Early on Sunday morning, Bo Xun was awakened by the loud horn outside the window.

He rubbed his temples, fell silent for a few seconds, jumped up from the bed, and locked the window.

"Recycling...replacing basins..."

Even with the windows closed, the sound could not be silenced.

"It's so annoying." Bo Xun put the quilt over his head.

The phone next to the pillow vibrated several times.

He lifted the quilt and unlocked the lock screen. It was Jiang Han's news, and there was also a voice call that was not connected.

Going back, the other side quickly connected, "Hey Brother Jiang, what's the matter this morning?"

"Did the grandson surnamed Jiang bring someone to squat you downstairs in your house on Friday?"

The tone on the other side was very anxious.

"Well," Bo Xun didn't deny it, because he didn't suffer any injuries that day, so he didn't tell his friends, "But it's been resolved, and he hasn't come back these two days." His voice was a little tingly nasal.

It was wet and windy that day, and my iron body couldn't stand it. Although I had taken medicine, my nose still didn't breathe well.

"He really won't be found again. He is lying in the hospital now. In the early morning, my brother said that a patient was admitted to the emergency department and asked me if I recognized him. I found it from the river beach. He said that he fell from drinking too much and broke his leg. Yes, I saw that it was Jiang Qiang... You slept well at home last night, right?"

Bo Xun:?

It's none of his business if the other party drank too much and fell into the river

After reacting for more than ten seconds, he finally understood why the other party called him in a hurry, a little annoyed, "In your eyes, I seem to be someone who would do such a thing?"

"No, I'm just afraid that you will be impulsive—"

Bo Xun hurriedly explained: "Didn't Ruan Qingqing tell you clearly about Ruan Qingqing at the time, and just called you to fight? At the beginning, he unilaterally liked Qingmei, but Qingmei didn't like him, so she liked to be with me and thank you Zhe playing. Then he felt that there was something wrong with me and Qingmei, and also that Xie Zhe and Qingmei had a problem, but no one could beat me, and Xie Zhe's family had money and dared not mess with it. So he tried to moles the little girl. Fortunately, I stayed behind I was careful not to go back in a hurry, otherwise he would have succeeded... Then there was that time more than a year ago, when you suddenly asked you to beat him to death in the middle of the night, after the beating, the beam was completely tied up I did. I didn’t expect Qingmei to be a low-key person, but she has a family relationship. After knowing that he had attempted to moles her, she sent him in for a while. Qingmei also went abroad. Maybe it’s best for him to find out that I have no money and no background after he comes out. The one who provoked me, so I came here specially, and I deserve to be impulsive for him? If it wasn't for the retribution of heaven, it was probably made by Qingmei's house, how can I have this ability. "

"That's right. I'm sorry brother, I'm really afraid that you will do something irreversible impulsively."

"I'm not a fool who didn't have a brain and only knew recklessness in junior high school. Don't worry." Bo Xun knew that the other party didn't mean anything malicious, "By the way, Brother Jiang, have you gone to school for self-study?"

Jiang Han: "Yes, I took the exam this week, what should I do if I don't review it?"

"Help me pack a meal from the cafeteria at noon. I don't dare to eat too much before the physical training. After the training, the cafeteria closes again..." Before he finished speaking, Bo Xun heard the sound of electric current whistling, and he didn't know where it was Bad signal.

"..." Bo Xun hung up the phone.

Forget it, I guess Jiang Han didn't hear it either, so let's find someone else.

He found out the chat with Xie Zhe and sent a message to Xie Zhe: [Brother, bring me a meal at noon, I want to train. 】

The news came to nothing.

After staring at the phone for a while, Bo Xun realized that today was Sunday, Xie Zhe might not only have not woken up, and he didn't even plan to go to the evening self-study.

Forget it, Xie Zhe is hopeless.

He picked up his phone again and sent Song Song a message, 【Songsong, bring me food, you must bring it, don't bring me to starve to death in front of you. 】

This time I got a quick reply: [Okay.I'll bring you my mother's bisque and meatloaf soup, it's delicious. 】

After the tricycle downstairs was driven away by the city management, Bo Xun slept for a while, then took a shower, changed into his training clothes and came to the school playground.

Bo Xun remembered wearing a well-fitting sportswear today, and the tragedy of last time did not happen again.

After the training, Bo Xun put his sweaty training clothes in the locker, changed back into loose and comfortable school uniforms, and then went back to work.

After entering the door, he saw that Song Song was already sitting on the seat and started to study by himself, and there was an extra fresh-keeping bag on the table.

Seeing him coming in, Song Song stopped writing, "Xiao Xun, the food I brought you is on the table."

"Wow! Sure enough, loose is the best." The training was extremely exhausting, and Bo Xun's eyes lit up when he saw something to eat, and he rushed forward and hugged Song Song on the shoulder.

"Don't call me by my nickname." Song Song didn't push him away, and let Bo Xun hang on his back like a koala.

Suddenly, Xie Zhe's loud voice came from the corridor, "Bo Xun! Are you back?"

"Why?" Bo Xun let go of Song Song's hand on his shoulder, stood up straight, and looked at the figure emerging from the back door.

Xie Zhe: "I brought you food. I didn't even plan to come for Sunday evening self-study. You said you wanted to bring food, so I got up to buy pasta and croissants. After buying, I rushed to school. My old man praised me for my love of learning..." Before Xie Zhe finished speaking, he saw that there was already an insulated lunch box on Bo Xun's desk, so he stopped talking.

Bo Xun: ...

He thought that Xie Zhe would be the same as before, and he would not come to the evening self-study on Sunday, and Xie Zhe didn't reply to the news either.

The three looked at each other.

"Bo Xun."

At this time, Jiang Han also happened to poke his head through the back door, holding a canteen disposable packing box in his hand.

Xie Zhe first realized something was wrong, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Didn't you ask me to bring you food? Why did your tablemate bring it for you too? Brother Jiang also brought it for you? Are you kidding me? Or don't you want to eat? I'll give it to you. Bring something?"

Bo Xun quickly argued, "No, I thought you didn't come to study at night, and you didn't reply to my message..."

Jiang Han was confused, "Bo Xun, didn't you ask me to bring you a meal? I specially packed sweet and sour pork ribs."

"The phone signal was not good at the time, so I thought you didn't hear it." Bo Xun's voice was a little weak.

Jiang Han: "I heard it. I didn't call you when the teacher came, but I definitely heard it."

Song Song finally understood, "Xiao Xun, did you ask three people to bring you food?"

Just as Bo Xun was about to speak, Xie Zhe jumped up first, and said in disbelief, "Student Committee of Class Three, why do you call him Xiao Xun?"

Song Song pushed his glasses, "I have a name. I'm not the school committee member of the third class. My name is Song Song."

Jiang Han put the spare ribs on the desk and said sullenly, "Bo Xun, what's going on?" He was older than everyone present, and his voice was more dignified. When he spoke, even Xie Zhe stopped.

"Xiao Xun, say something." Song Song tapped the back of Bo Xun's hand with a pen.

Bo Xun: ...

How did he explain that he thought that Jiang Han didn't hear and went to Xie Zhe, and seeing that Xie Zhe didn't reply, he thought he was awake and then went to Song Song, but all three of them brought him food at the same time.

Xie Zhe was too lazy to talk nonsense, opened the rice he bought, picked up a croissant and stuffed it into Bo Xun's mouth, "Anyway, you have to finish eating for me, if you don't eat the rice I brought, you don't treat me as a brother."

"Woooo—" The fluffy bread was too big, and the mouth was filled unexpectedly.

Bo Xun made a protesting sound, just as Jiang Han pressed his shoulders and fixed him on the seat.

Song Song: "Did you think that I would forget to bring you food, so you found two more people who didn't know what to do?"

"You're the one who has the bottom line." Xie Zhe has always found this kind of nerd not pleasing to the eye, and he held bread in one hand, and he didn't forget to fight back.

"..."

As soon as Yu Jin came back from the outside, he saw the picture scroll of hell in the last row.

——Bo Xun was force-fed with food by three noisy creatures, and could only beg for mercy with gestures, his cheeks puffed up like a hamster, and he could only utter meaningless monosyllables.

His pupils dilated suddenly, his expression was very complicated, he was silent for a moment, turned the wheelchair, and quietly backed out of the classroom door.

The author says:

Yu Jin: Do straight men get along like this before?

The inspiration comes from a chat record. I don’t know if you have seen it, the one in the male college dormitory.