Difficult to heal

After the wind and clouds swept away, a few people stepped on the bell and returned to the classroom.

"The teacher is going to a meeting, everyone should study by themselves for a while."

Squad leader He Xijie finished speaking, and walked to Lu Shu with a few pieces of letter paper: "Brother Lu, the letter paper is ready, Lao Hong prepared it for you guys, and specifically asked, don't care how many words you write, just fill it in. It's full."

Then he sent the remaining few cards to Pan Mian, Feng Changyu and Tang Xingchen.

Tang Xingchen blew his whistle: "Hey, it's so good to review the treatment now."

"That's right, two pages, two full pages!" Pan Mian was so worried that his facial features were wrinkled, "My composition is enough for five hundred words, how many words will it take to fill it up."

"Stupid you," Feng Changyu patted him on the head, "It's fine if you write bigger, maybe you don't need five hundred characters."

"Five hundred characters? You fucking use a magnifying glass to write!" Pan Mian slapped him backhandedly.

"Okay, okay, be quiet." He Xijie clapped his hands, "Everyone study by yourself."

Writing a self-criticism is nothing new to Lu Shu, and it is not proficient, but it is not the first time.

The first time was in junior high school. There was a brain-damaged bully in the class who bullied Chu Qinjiang. He beat him up and kicked him to the point. He was almost expelled from school and wrote a [-]-word self-criticism.

I haven't encountered such a thing much since then, after all, brain damage is not everywhere.

Staying safe and sound until the second year of high school, during which time I occasionally made small troubles, but most of the time I still strive to be a civilized three-good student.

Only this time... Lu Shu smiled, and took up a pen to write the three big characters of the self-criticism.

"Wow Brother Lu, what are you guys doing?" Zhang Chichi leaned over with a gossipy face, "This is the first time I've seen a real person write a review, and I've only heard about what the school's influential figures are doing. This time it's our school's turn."

Lu Shu didn't raise his head: "If you're interested, you can try it too."

"Try what?" Zhang Chichi asked.

Chu Qinjiang continued tacitly: "Find Lao Hong and fight."

Zhang Chichi: "..."

Lu Shu smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

Zhang Chichi said, "Jiang Jiang, you have been led into disrepair by the bullies."

"That's enough, you two," Murong Tianqing turned around, "Don't bully my Chi Chi."

Lu Shu glanced at Zhang Chichi, every time she turned her head, she always lay on Chu Qinjiang's table.

After watching this, I didn't say anything, and continued to write the teacher, I was wrong series with downcast eyes.

Chu Qinjiang took out a few competition exercises and tutorial books, put them in the place where Zhang Chichi loved to lie down, and said to Murong Tianqing solemnly: "Your family, take them away."

Zhang Chichi pouted angrily and turned back.

Lu Shu wanted to laugh a little, raised the corner of his mouth but he pressed it back, and said in a low voice, "It's so fierce, Xueba."

Chu Qinjiang imitated him, brushing the questions in his hands, and said in a low voice: "Why, write a review."

"I got caught over the wall to buy food for you." Lu Shu said deliberately, "It's really difficult, it's only two pages."

Chu Qinjiang didn't expect this to be the reason, he was stunned for a moment, and took away his self-criticism paper.

"Hey..." Lu Shu was caught off guard, the words slipped out, and he quickly pressed the corner of the letter paper, "What are you doing?"

"I will write." Chu Qinjiang said.

"You can write?" Lu Shu asked back.

Chu Qinjiang: "...No."

Lu Shu raised his eyebrows: "Then you still want to grab it?"

Chu Qinjiang thought for a few seconds and said, "No, you teach."

Lu Shu was happy: "It takes two hours to teach you, but I can finish it in half an hour by myself. It's not worth it."

"No need." Chu Qinjiang insisted, "Me too, half an hour."

Seeing his expression of not being able to refuse, Lu Shu suddenly became a little interested, and pointed to the letter paper: "Then try to write down first."

Chu Qinjiang briefly read the content written by Lu Shu, and is still in the stage of admitting mistakes.

The last sentence is that I feel deeply ashamed and remorseful for my behavior, and the stroke under the word shame flew out of the horizontal line.

Chu Qinjiang didn't speak very fluently, and his composition was passable, but his words were too straightforward and unadorned, so his score was not high.

He put a full stop after the word shame and started a new line.

——In the future, I don't need to bring lei tea to Chu Qinjiang, Chu Qinjiang will bring it to me.

Lu Shu: "..."

He pulled the paper back and said calmly, "I will write it myself."

Chu Qinjiang was a little at a loss: "What's wrong?"

"You don't call it a review," Lu Shu rubbed his head, "it's called a beating."

After speaking, he stuffed the piece of paper into the belly of the table, took another sheet, and started writing.

Xiu Qinjiang smiled, stopped making trouble, and quietly brushed up on his own questions.

The teacher came late after the meeting, and after class, Lu Shu's review just ended.

Tang Xingchen walked over, looked at his phone and asked, "Going out to eat? I ordered a hot pot, spicy tripe."

"Not today." Lu Shu swiped the message on his phone, "My mother is here."

Shen Han called him, but no one answered, and sent a few more messages, saying that he was here to deliver food.

"Okay." Tang Xingchen nodded, turned around and asked again, "Are you two going?"

Feng Changyu and Pan Mian nodded in perfect frequency.

Tang Xingchen smiled and scolded foodies, and said, "Let's go."

"Going to the bathroom?" Lu Shu asked Xiu Qinjiang.

Xiu Qinjiang was tinkering with his phone and watch, and shook his head upon hearing this.

"Then you wait for me here," Lu Shu said, "be right back."

Xiu Qinjiang raised his head, stared at his back calmly and left, and the next second, he walked in the opposite direction.

Lao Hong was correcting his homework, when he heard the knock on the door, he looked up and saw that it was Xiu Qinjiang, quite surprised.

"Come in, don't stand at the door." Lao Hong beckoned, "Why don't you go eat?"

"Teacher, I won't change the seat." Xiu Qinjiang didn't say a word of nonsense, and went straight to the point.

He was a little anxious, worried that Chen Ru had already mentioned it to Lao Hong.

Lao Hong didn't react, and was stunned: "...What is changing seats?"

"Teacher Chen, change your seat for me." Xiu Qinjiang repeated, "I won't change it."

Lao Hong put down his pen and looked at him seriously: "Why did Mr. Chen change seats for you?"

Xu Qinjiang stopped talking.

Hong Rui knew that this student was a bit special, so he didn't force it, but slowly guided him, "Have you been criticized by the teacher?"

After hesitating for a while, Xuan Qinjiang nodded: "Yes."

"Lu Shu talked to you?" Lao Hong asked.

"No." Xuan Qinjiang denied.

"What is that, can you tell me?"

Xiu Qinjiang and Lao Hong looked at each other, and after a while, they only said four words.

"my question."

Time passed by, worrying that Lu Shu could not find him, he said forcefully: "I just accept, being at the same table with Lu Shu."

Lao Hong sighed, knowing that he would not be able to ask questions for a while, so he only comforted him and said, "There is no rush, you go to eat first, I will not change the seats for the time being, so you don't have to worry."

After saying thank you teacher, Xiu Qinjiang turned and left without further words.

Lu Shu leaned against the corridor, lowered his head, not knowing what to think.

Until Xiu Qinjiang walked in and patted him: "Yan, let's go."

Lu Shu raised his eyelids, his expression was lukewarm: "Where did you go?"

"Old Hong, look for me." Xu Qinjiang said without changing his expression.

"yes."

Lu Shu's voice was flat, without ups and downs, as if he just responded casually.

His unemotional gaze slowly moved from Xiu Qinjiang's slightly pursed lips to the corners of his beautifully curved eyes, and finally settled on the back of his hand.

It's like looking at it, but it's like watching it.

Xiu Qinjiang moved his fingertips, and held Lu Shu's wrist under the oppressive gaze of the other party.

"Yan, I'm hungry."

"Let's go." Lu Shu withdrew his wrist, put it in his trouser pocket and turned around, "Your aunt is waiting in the cafeteria."

After a few steps, Xiu Qinjiang followed. He could feel that Lu Shuan was in a bad mood, not angry, but he couldn't say what it was.

Xiu Qinjiang's language was poor, and he couldn't say anything nice. After thinking about it for a long time, he just stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of his school uniform.

He said clumsily: "Yan, don't, be happy."

There is cautious temptation and anxiety in the tone.

Lu Shu glanced back at him, stalemate for a moment, finally softened his temper and slowed down his pace.

When he went to the toilet just now, there was a long line in the toilet, and he didn't want to wait, so he returned the same way, but he just saw Xiu Qinjiang enter the office.

Out of curiosity, he stood by the door for a moment.

He could hear exactly what Xiu Qinjiang was doing with Lao Hong.

So without thinking about it, I knew what Chen Ru said to Xiu Qinjiang in the morning.

It would be a lie to say that he wasn't angry, but it was more angry at Chen Ru for meddling in his own business.

As for Xiu Qinjiang, he subconsciously kept it from himself and lied with ease, Lu Shu just had a very strange feeling.

If I had to describe it, it might be called grievance.

It's like the kind of grievance that a close friend who has played with since childhood suddenly has a secret from you, and even gets closer to another person.

An indescribable depression was suffocating in my heart, which was unclear and irritating for no reason.

But looking back, this emotion is inexplicable, and it can even be said to be overcompensated.

Lu Shu is not a hypocritical person. If he can't figure it out, he doesn't bother to think about it. He let him indulge for a while, then shook his arms and said calmly: "It's okay, let's go."

"Where are you going?" Shen Han stared at the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel, and said into the Bluetooth headset, "There are too many people in your school at noon, and there is no place to park the car. You and Qin Jiang come out directly and turn left when you go out. At that intersection, I'll wait for you here."

"It's so troublesome." Lu Shu frowned, "We can just eat in the cafeteria."

"Your mother, I finally have some time. While I'm here to do some business, I'll take you two to have a meal. Hurry up and stop haggling, hang up."

Shen Han cut off the call without hesitation for a second.

About 10 minutes later, Lu Shu and Xiu Qinjiang got into the car.

Xuan Qinjiang sweetly called auntie, Lu Shu tilted his body, spread his legs, and leaned against the window to play with his mobile phone.

"Qin Jiang, what do you want to eat?" Shen Han didn't bother to respond to Lu Shu's dead look, and said with a smile, "Auntie will bring you something delicious."

Xiu Qinjiang thought for a while, moved to the side, and leaned against Lu Shu's arm: "Yan, lobster, do you want to eat?"

Lu Shu pinched his face, pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't ask me to peel it off for you."

"Stinky boy, do you sit or not?" Shen Han habitually educated, and asked, "Qin Jiang wants to eat crayfish, how about you?"

"Kobe lobster, king crab, abalone." Lu Shu said.

Shen Han sneered: "Why don't you say you want to eat dragon meat, you're afraid you won't kill your mother?"

Huo Qinjiang took advantage of the situation and lay down on Lu Shu's lap, rubbing his head on his stomach: "I'll give it to you, peel it off."

"Mom," Lu Shu raised his arms, changed into a relatively comfortable posture for both of them, and said leisurely, "Your daughter is playing hooligans, don't worry."

Shen Han held the steering wheel and laughed for a long time, almost laughing out of his sunglasses.

"All right, let's eat lobster."

There is a very famous spicy lobster restaurant in Yining. It not only tastes good, is spicy and fragrant, but also has an ingenious design. The stairs in the hall go down, just like the basement. There are a few retro train cars inside, which looks very atmospheric. feel.

Therefore, the flow of people is extremely large, and every time you come back, you have to wait for an equal sign.

Lu Mingheng knew the boss here, and he greeted him. There was no need to queue up, and the waiter directly led him into the box.

Shen Han took the two of them to order six catties of lobster plus a table of dishes, and when they were about to ask for dessert, Lu Shu couldn't stand it any longer.

It's hard to say: "Are you overestimating yourself, or are you overestimating both of us?"

"What are you afraid of, eat at ease." Shen Han waved his hands, not paying much attention, "I'll take it back to the company if there are too many, and a group of people are waiting to feed them."

Lu Shu gave up lobbying and nodded: "OK."

After a hearty meal, the three of them forced the six catties of lobster into their stomachs.

By the way, Lu Shu reassessed his and Xiu Qinjiang's food intake, and finally came to the conclusion that his mother knew them both.

After eating, Shen Han sent the two of them back to school.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Pan Mian sneaking around, touched something from the belly of the table, and ran out quickly.

Lu Su vaguely sensed that something was wrong, turned around and didn't see Tang Xingchen.

He ordered Xu Qinjiang to stay in his seat obediently, and heeled out.