Difficult to heal

Xuan Qinjiang stood at the desk with downcast eyes, somewhat restrained.

The hands in the pockets curled up slightly, and the palms were a little sweaty.

He hasn't felt this way for a long time.

Depressed, tense, panicky cramps.

The last time was three years ago.

Because the new head teacher was not aware of the situation, he and Lu Shu were moved from their seats and sat next to an ignorant gangster.

The little gangster always bullies Lu Shu when he is away.

At that time, Xiu Qinjiang's condition had improved a lot, and his perception of the outside world was no longer so dull. Facing the provocations of the gangsters, he could only choose to avoid and ignore them as much as possible.

Until one time, the other party touched the pencil case that Lu Shu gave him.

The stationery box is the Iron Man peripheral that Lu Shun spent a lot of effort to buy, but it was easily destroyed by others.

Xiu Qinjiang was very angry, couldn't bear it, pushed him and cursed him.

The little gangster fell to the ground, lost face, and directly rushed forward to punch and kick.

He clearly remembered that the deepest feeling when he was beaten was the great fear and uneasiness that flooded from the bottom of his heart at this moment, as if returning to the moment of falling from the building again, full of despair.

At that time, Xiu Qinjiang's condition relapsed.

Afterwards, Lu Shu beat him up to the hospital. If Lu Mingheng hadn't spent money on it, the school would definitely have expelled him because of his excellent grades.

...........

Xiu Qinjiang slowly adjusted his breathing, thinking over and over again what the doctor had said to him, trying to relax himself.

But Chen Ru's sharp and harsh voice kept ringing in his ears, penetrating into every pore.

The blowing suffocation——

"Xu Qinjiang, self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person. If you don't make progress, don't drag others into the water." Chen Ru threw the dictation book and the last month's exam paper in front of Hu Qinjiang, and said mockingly, "Look at your grades, why are you still so low?" Are you willing to copy someone else's?"

"Yes, you are good at mathematics, physics and chemistry, but without English, you still can't get along in college. Lu Shu is different from you. You will influence him less in the future."

"Teacher," Xiu Qinjiang gradually had difficulty breathing, and said word by word, "Yan, no."

Chen Ru was writing the lesson plan in her hand, and didn't notice that something was wrong with Chu Qinjiang, so she said to herself: "It's your own business to learn or not, and I don't care about it, but in the future, in my class, if you find out that you have some tricks If you want to influence others, then don’t come here, just go out honestly.”

"Also, I will give advice to your class teacher and let you two change seats."

After saying this sentence, Xu Qinjiang's face turned completely pale.

A sharp pain rushed straight to his temple, his body swayed, and his eyes began to turn black.

boom--!

The office door was pushed open suddenly, and Lu Shu was about to walk in when he bumped into Xiu Qinjiang who came out.

He immediately stopped him, scanned him from head to toe, and noticed that Chu Qinjiang's face was pale, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Lu Shu?" Chen Ru inside looked up and looked around, "Is there something wrong?"

Lu Shu didn't answer, just stared at Xiu Qinjiang.

Xuan Qinjiang shook his head, grabbed him backhanded, and left the office.

When the class bell rang, Lu Shu followed into the classroom without asking any further questions.

In this math class, Lu Shu listened absent-mindedly, and when he turned his head and saw that Xiu Qinjiang was also distracted, he simply tore up a piece of draft paper, scribbled and pushed it over.

——What did Chen Ru tell you?

Xiu Qinjiang came back to his senses, stared at the sentence on the paper, and took a pen to reply after a long time.

--criticize.

Lu Shu frowned. If it was just criticism, it would be impossible for Xiu Qinjiang to be distracted in math class. His favorite thing is mathematics.

--Sure?Don't lie to me.

--Sure.

"Okay." Lu took back the paper and kneaded it into a ball, and said lightly, "If there is nothing else, just listen to the class carefully and don't get distracted."

Xuan Qinjiang lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, humming.

Lu Shu sneered to himself.

Yes, the gallbladder is getting fatter.

He even showed his signature guilty conscience, and he dared to say that he wasn't lying.

In the second half of the class, Xiu Qinjiang seemed to have returned to his usual state. Lu Shu suppressed his unhappiness and went to the playground with the big team to do inter-class exercises.

Fucking between classes, for seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys who think that a man's face is more important than his life, can only be described in one sentence-fucking is so fucking stupid.

Regardless of whether the standard is done or not, every joint in the whole body will be filled with inexplicable embarrassment and shame.

But Xiu Qinjiang is an exception, it seems that he has no such trouble at all.

Every movement is done seriously and standard. He was once carried by Lao Hong to the front of the team to lead the drill. Later, because the leaders of other classes were all girls, he stood in front of him as a big and tall person, so he was very abrupt, so he was replaced. .

And the trio of bullies headed by Tang Xingchen, who "do not study hard and make things difficult for the teacher", do not have this kind of trouble, and they are not seen on the playground at all.

When Lao Hong was on a whim, he would go all over the place to arrest people, and if he was in a bad mood, he would let them go, although most of the time he stayed in the commissary, which was harmless.

Only Lu Shu, who scolded you for fucking you ten thousand times in his heart, had to follow the messy old people's exercise with a cold and reserved expression on his face.

At first, he was afraid that something might go wrong when Xuan Qinjiang went to the playground alone, so he had to accompany him every step of the way.

Later, when he grew up, who knew how long the brain circuit of Xiu Qinjiang was, he just felt that doing exercises between classes in his high school career was like solving a big math problem-it must be done.

He was dragged desperately to prevent him from escaping, no matter what he said, Lu Shu had subdued him, so he had no choice but to compromise.

"one two three four five six seven eight......"

When it came to the turning exercise, when Lu Su was awkwardly looking back at the classmates in front of him, he caught off guard and looked at Xiu Qinjiang.

Xiu Qinjiang was a little taller than him, standing right behind him.

Before Lu Shu had time to ask him why he was not moving, his body turned back unconsciously following the rhythm.

The second time, Xiu Qinjiang still didn't move.

The third time, still nothing.

the fourth time.....

A total of four eight beats.

"What are you doing?" Lu Shu took two steps back and turned his head slightly, "Why are you in a daze."

Who would have thought that Xiu Qinjiang actually laughed, the laughter was hidden in the music, it wasn't clear: "Look at you."

Lu Shu was stunned: "What?"

With the movement of the whole body, Xiu Qinjiang raised his arm across the top of his hair, and flicked his fingers lightly on the back of his head.

"Yan, don't be angry." The voice came along with the cool wind, and the distance was drawn closer. He heard Chu Qinjiang say, "No, I lied to you."

The broadcast continued, with a clear and powerful rhythm.

However, Lu Shu felt that the heart rhythm that was originally beating in line with it was missed by someone at this moment.

It wasn't until the end of the last bar that the aberrant frequency returned to the right track.

The playground was a bit slippery just after a light rain, and the students walked towards the teaching building in groups of twos and threes.

Lu Su put his arms around Xuan Qinjiang's neck with his usual expression: "Go eat, invite me."

"Okay." Xu Qinjiang tilted his head, and knocked Lu Shuan's head lightly and heavily.

Lu Shu knocked back with a smile.

Not surprisingly, Tang Xingchen and the others nestled in the canteen to pass the time. Pan Mian and the owner of the canteen chatted enthusiastically, stuffing potato chips into his mouth.

There are a few tables and chairs at the door, full of students who are after class to replenish their strength.

Tang Xingchen and Feng Changyu took one, and there were various snacks, drinks and bread piled on it.

"Hey." Tang Xingchen stretched out his legs and hooked up two stools when he saw Lu Shu and Xiu Qinjiang coming, and he smiled wryly, "Sit down, dance hard, let's replenish some energy."

Lu Shu glanced at him, then reached out and took a handful out of his school uniform pocket.

Under Tang Xingchen's stunned gaze, he threw the thing he found out diagonally behind him, and said loudly, "Old Hong, Tang Xingchen invited you."

Lao Hong quickly grasped it, and after seeing what it was, his nostrils were full of gas: "Tang Xingchen! You! Add another [-] words of self-criticism!"

"Brother Niuwachen, you dare to bribe Lao Hong with cigarettes in broad daylight, no matter what, it will be midnight!" Some students teased out loud.

There was laughter all around.

"Get lost." Tang Xingchen cursed.

Lao Hong also waved to the classmate: "Go and go, it's not big or small, eat quickly, and go to class after eating."

Then he pointed at Tang Xingchen from the air, and then left with his eyes wide open.

Tang Xingchen turned to look at Lu Shu, gritted his teeth: "Lu Shu?"

"It's even." Lu Shu held back his smile.

Xiu Qinjiang picked four crispy chocolate ice creams from the freezer, and when passing by Pan Mian, who was lying on the counter chattering endlessly, he put one in his arms.

"Jiang Jiangju is fucking handsome." Pan Mian took the time to confess, and continued to devote himself to the fiery friendship with the canteen.

The boss is a 40-year-old middle-aged beer belly. He was supposed to be a top braggart in the world, but Pan Mian was about to vomit. He grabbed a Snickers bar on the counter and threw it to him rudely, like a plague: "These are for you. , The ice cream is also given to you, let's go, don't delay my business."

"Uncle is really generous, thank you uncle, I will come back tomorrow." Pan Mian still looked unrepentantly happy after being rejected, and pulled Su Qinjiang, "Zoujianger, brother treats you to a Snickers bar."

The dining table outside is a square with only four sides, and Xiu Qinjiang and Lu Shu are sitting next to each other.

Lu Shu unpacked the bag of potato chips and handed it over, just as Chu Qinjiang also tore off the ice cream packaging bag, the two of them looked at each other with a smile, and exchanged the snacks in their hands.

Feng Changyu, who was engrossed in eating instant noodles, immediately threw his fork and elbowed Pan Mian who had just sat down: "Hey me."

Tang Xingchen, who was drinking, almost burst out laughing.

Pan Mian: "..."

A Snickers bar fell on Feng Changyu's forehead, Pan Mian slapped the table, and yelled into the shop, "Uncle, your instant noodles have expired! My idiot classmate has lost his brain!"

"Fuck you, uncle!" Feng Changyu kicked him, "Show me your father's shame."

Xiu Qinjiang also laughed, and pushed the ice cream towards Feng Changyu: "Shut down the fire."

Lu Shu was indeed a little hungry. After eating the ice cream, he unwrapped the bread and biscuits before feeling full.

"Your mother won't give you food?" Tang Xingchen was speechless, then turned to ask Xiu Qinjiang, "Is your aunt planning to have a second child?"

"He won't eat eggs," said Xiu Qinjiang.

In the morning, Lu Shu only drank a cup of soy milk. In order to escape the boiled eggs, the fried dough sticks and meat buns ran away without eating.

Tang Xingchen clicked his tongue: "Why are you still picky eaters, Xiaolu."

"Tang Xingchen." Lu Shu wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said calmly, "If you can't get into college in the future, you can consider becoming a childcare wife."

"Fuck." Tang Xingchen couldn't hold back his joy, "Do you fucking know what's good or bad?"