bad kid

Early in the morning, Ruan Zhimu and Zhan Zihang quarreled.

Zhan Zihang: "Okay, you said you forgot to make a video call with me last night, but I called you later, why didn't you answer?"

Ruan Zhimu: "The phone is turned off, and I didn't receive it."

"Why do you turn off the phone? You obviously plug in your phone to charge before going to bed every day, and you never set it to mute in order to hear the alarm clock. Why didn't you receive it?""

Ruan Zhimu: "...Maybe the battery is out. I had a wedding last night and I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I got home."

Actually it has electricity.

He got up this morning to touch his mobile phone and found that there was still 60% of the battery left, and it was impossible to automatically shut down due to insufficient power.

He clearly remembered that he didn't press the shutdown button last night.

But the phone is indeed turned off.

Zhan Zihang was dubious: "...Really? Didn't I tell you to do less work? How many times have I told you that the body is the most important..."

Ruan Zhimu: "I see, my ears can hear cocoons."

Zhan Zihang still had classes during the day, so the two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

For breakfast, Ruan Zhimu went out to buy red bean paste buns and small siu mai, and boxed milk for three yuan a box.

Yan Yue came out of the bathroom, wearing an indigo blue long-sleeved T-shirt, black loose sports trousers, slightly damp hair, and small drops of water on his cold white face.

Ruan Zhimu: "I have something to ask you."

Yan Yue's Adam's apple twitched, he swallowed the milk, and raised his eyes.

Ruan Zhimu didn't laugh and laugh like usual, but had a slightly serious expression: "Last night, I fell asleep while supervising your homework."

Yan Yue said lazily, "Yes."

Ruan Zhimu: "What happened next?"

Yan Yue: "I'll go to sleep after finishing writing."

Ruan Zhimu: "I mean me. I obviously fell asleep on the desk, why did I wake up lying on the bed in my bedroom."

Yan Yue: "You snored so loudly that I couldn't do my homework, so I took you back."

Ruan Zhimu was stunned for a second: "...hug?"

Why is there no impression at all.

hug?what kind of hug?

Is it half on the shoulders, or the kind that supports the back and knees?

Yan Yue hugged him?

On weekdays, with a cold face like Yan Yue who just came back from killing someone, take him to sleep?

And he said it casually with a face of indifference.

Yan Yue frowned: "Otherwise, you'd sleep like a dead pig. You kept pushing your head into my arms, and your saliva dripped on your collar, which made me have to change my pajamas in the middle of the night."

Ruan Zhimu's face flushed red: "There is no such thing."

"Find the washing machine yourself."

Ruan Zhimu vaguely remembered that when he was washing in the morning, he seemed to see a dark blue pajamas thrown into the washing machine.

"Even if it's true, you, you can use other methods, such as waking me up, or carrying me back..."

Yan Yue knocked on the dining table with his index finger, as if he didn't understand his question: "I said, you are sleeping like a dead pig, and you can't wake up at all. As for how to get you back, is it very important? Why are you doing so?" Care about this?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

If it wasn't for his sexual orientation and his natural sensitivity to contact with men, he certainly wouldn't have cared about it.

Ruan Zhimu: "Even... even if I lose my composure after falling asleep, what's going on if you mess with my phone?"

He knew that Zhan Zihang didn't like to see Yan Yue very much, and he lied when explaining to Zhan Zihang, but he knew it in his heart.

The mobile phone will not shut down by itself for no reason, and the only suspect is Yan Yue who is awake.

But what about motivation?

Even if the ringtone is too loud, just call him up to answer the phone, there is no need to turn off the phone.

Could it be that Yan Yue didn't want him to answer Zhan Zihang's call?

Yan Yue crushed the milk carton and threw it into the trash can: "Your mobile phone, how do I know."

Ruan Zhimu: "I clearly remember that the phone was not turned off last night, but when I saw it this morning, the phone was turned off."

Yan Yue: "If something goes wrong, you might turn it off by yourself. Isn't it normal for such a thing to happen to a cheap product that costs 2000 yuan?"

Ruan Zhimu: "...you really didn't touch my phone?"

"I don't have time to repeat these boring questions."

Yan Yue glanced at his watch, picked up his shoulder bag, and went out to school.

The sky is big, and the school is the biggest.

Ruan Zhimu's doubts were still unresolved, so he could only temporarily suppress his thoughts and send Yan Yue to the subway.

-

Lunch time, on the second floor of the canteen of Experimental Middle School.

The students sat at the dining table in twos and threes with their dinner plates, complaining that the test papers were too difficult and their lunch was unpalatable.

On the far left by the window, a boy in a blue shirt and black trousers was sitting alone, with a plate of fried rice and a grilled wing in front of him.

The people around seemed to avoid him intentionally or unintentionally, but their eyes from all directions fell on him from time to time.

Like an isolated island in the vast sea, it is destined to become the focus of everyone.

Holding fried noodles, Bai Chuan hesitated for a moment, then carefully sat down on the right side of the table.

Yan Yue: "What are you doing sitting so far away? Don't you need me for something?"

Bai Chuan: "If I sit here, I can..."

Yan Yue raised his lower eyelids.

Bai Chuan obediently moved across to him.

In the past, he would be happy to sit beside Yan Yue.

Not happy today.

There was a circle of boys sitting at the front left table, all of whom were in Yan Yue Baichuan's class.

The moment Bai Chuan moved his position, a burst of loud laughter suddenly broke out on the table.

They didn't say anything directly, but the laughter was definitely not kind.

Bai Chuan bit his lip, his body trembled.

Yan Yue looked calm, as if he didn't hear the laughter.

He was born not to pay too much attention to things that he didn't care about.

Bai Chuan: "Actually, if you don't know, well, it's also just right, it's something that has been inexplicably and non-existent. It may be a prank, deliberately nonsense..."

Yan Yue: "?"

Bai Chuan: "Since you didn't hear it, why, or I'd better not say it, it's nothing important, it might affect your mood..."

Yan Yue rolled his eyelids: "You're looking for a beating."

Bai Chuan: "You... Have you heard that some people in the class spread rumors recently."

Yan Yue: "No."

He basically has no friends. Because Bai Chuan gave him extra lessons, he was barely the closest person to him. Others didn't dare to talk nonsense in front of him.

Bai Chuan: "It's... about you and me."

"Today, after the second class, I went to the bathroom. Chen Song and the others suddenly surrounded me, saying that they suspected that I was a woman, and they wanted to take off my pants. Run away." Bai Chuan blushed slightly, "They said, seeing that I often go home with you, and you only drink the water I handed you when you play basketball, they suspect..."

Yan Yue: "?"

Bai Chuan gritted his teeth: "I suspect we slept through it."

pat.

The chicken wings caught by Yan Yue's chopsticks fell off.

-

Ruan Zhimu was in class when he received the call from the class teacher Zhao Wanping.

He turned the bell to silent and walked out through the back door of the classroom: "Hello, Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Wanping's voice sounded weak: "Parent Yan Yue, are you free after school today?"

Ruan Zhimu's brain was on alert for a moment: "Did Yan Yue commit another crime? Got into a fight, didn't do his homework, or failed the exam?"

Zhao Wanping: "Don't worry, Yan Yue didn't fight with his classmates, and it's not about the exam. It's more complicated to talk about, so let's talk about it when you come here... You should be mentally prepared, don't worry."

When Ruan Zhimu heard this, his scalp became even more numb.

It sounds like it's more serious than a fight.

Did Yan Yue beat the principal?

Or did you pee on the podium?Striptease in front of the whole class?Planted a nuclear bomb in the school?

Ruan Zhimu couldn't help thinking wildly, the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he hurried to school when it was time to leave.

Walking to the door of the office, before entering the door, I heard a loud cry.

"Ms. Zhao... woo...Yan Yue and I, we are really innocent!"

Ruan Zhimu: "...?"

The first reaction was that he entered Qiong Yao's studio by mistake.

The second reaction is that it's too late, this sounds like Bai Chuan's voice.

Ruan Zhimu pushed open the door and saw a room full of people jumping around in the office.

Bai Chuan flung himself into the arms of a middle-aged woman with exquisite makeup, weeping like rain, and beside him stood a serious-looking middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, probably Bai Chuan's parents.

Yan Yue stood beside Bai Chuan, with his hands in his trouser pockets, staring boredly at the potted green radish on Zhao Wanping's table.

Mother Bai was furious: "Mr. Zhao, you must seek justice for our Bai Chuan! Go to school well, but someone tells you that you are gay, and have an improper relationship with your classmates. Isn't this campus bullying?!"

Zhao Wanping looked embarrassed, and repeatedly comforted her: "Of course, of course, Mama Bai, don't worry..."

Compared with the Bai Chuan family, Yan Yue's side is much quieter, even a little too calm, as if he was watching an accident that had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Wanping's eyes glanced over Yan Yue occasionally, with a trace of suspicion in her eyes.

Ruan Zhimu coughed.

Yan Yue raised his eyes and met his gaze.

Ruan Zhimu: "That..."

Yan Yue came over, hugged him in front of everyone, hung his head on his shoulder, and said lightly:

"Brother, you must seek justice for me."

Ruan Zhimu: "...??!"

The author says:

Bai Chuan is a comedian + assist, not a villain, don't worry~