Don't run after school

Cheng Jin felt that this day could not go on.

He's going to separate from Zhou Baoshan, that bastard tonight!He doesn't sleep in Zhou Boshan's room anymore, he wants to sleep on the sofa downstairs by himself!

Cheng Jin was so angry that he became dizzy and couldn't read the words on the blackboard even more clearly. He rolled up his notebook and hit Xing Bei on his head several times, causing the guy to scream in pain.

"Get out of the way, you are blocking my view." Cheng Jin said.

Xingbei turned his head and glanced at him, "You are fucking nearsighted and still sitting so far back. I have heard you say that you can't see the blackboard clearly these days. I have heard it countless times."

"Who the hell is short-sighted, I have good eyesight." Cheng Jin hit him on the head again.

"Change seats with others if you can't see clearly. I didn't come to the front table today, so you go and sit first." Xing Bei pointed to the seat in front of him.

Cheng Jin turned his head to look at Zhou Baoshan.

He buried his face in the crook of his arms, unable to see any expression at all.

As if angry, Cheng Jin pulled out all the books in the drawer, making it loud on purpose.

Zhou Baoshan didn't move at all, the posture of turning his back directly shielded him from his own world, the distance seemed to be a galaxy away from him.

Cheng Jin took the book and moved directly to Xingbei's front table and sat down. When he turned his head and pretended to look at Zhou Baoshan casually, Zhou Baoshan just raised his head and looked at him.

Just as Cheng Jin was about to speak, Zhou Baoshan pulled down his bench, sat in the middle of the table, changed to a more comfortable position, and lay down again.

His eyes were as casual as usual, as if Cheng Jin's departure didn't matter to him at all.

Hold.

Cheng Jin opened the book and read it page by page, frowning.

It was almost time for school to end, so Xing Bei asked Cheng Jin with a long reflexive arc, "What's the matter with you and Mr. Shan? Are you two having a fight?"

Cheng Jin said: "Who knows him, what a dog temper, I didn't mess with him."

"Then go and ask him, he seems to be unhappy today as if he had eaten meth." Xingbei pulled his peaked cap and said.

"I'm asking a fart." Cheng Jin was so annoyed to death, "I don't have to put a cold face on my hot ass."

When school was over, they were supposed to be on duty, so Zhou Baoshan left directly.

When he just walked to the door of the class, a broom came diagonally from behind him and hit the ground.

The person who threw the broom was obviously on the right mind, and deliberately missed it and didn't hit him on the head. If he really hit the back of his head like that, he would probably be cold on the spot.

Zhou Baoshan copied her pockets and stood at the door, neither turning her head nor walking forward.

Cheng Jin said: "Zhou Boshan, if you leave today, you won't be my buddy from now on."

Zhou Baoshan took a deep breath and didn't move.

In fact, Cheng Jin was also very afraid, afraid that if he really turned around and left, then he would really be unable to get down.

Cheng Jin walked up to him, picked up the broom, pointed at him and said, "Come here, come here, let's fight."

Speaking of which, Cheng Jin was about to strike, raised his arms around Zhou Baoshan's neck, and stretched back.

"Cheng Jin, let go." Zhou Baoshan struggled.

Not only did Cheng Jin not let go, but he even exerted more force.

The two fought like this, like when they were young, when they threw each other to the ground, they felt inexplicably happy.

The classroom that hadn't been cleaned was full of dust on the floor, and the two of them got covered in dust.

After Cheng Jin saw the inconspicuous brand logo on Zhou Baoshan's clothes, he pulled him harder to rub against the plaster wall.

"Fuck you, Cheng Jin, I'll fuck you, uncle."

Zhou Baoshan leaned against the wall panting, lowered her eyes to look at Cheng Jin who was pressing on her chest.

He's out of energy.

Cheng Jin raised his eyebrows and said, "Cheng Jin, fuck you, the translation is Cheng Jin, you are so handsome. Cheng Jin, fuck me. Your uncle, the translation is, Cheng Jin, I like you."

Zhou Baoshan took two deep breaths, looked at him with a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, "Then Cheng Jin, I like you?"

Cheng Jin replied, "I like you too."

Zhou Baoshan narrowed his eyes, and the reaction was delayed for three seconds, and then he pushed him away with a "fucking" sound, and uttered a word, "Get lost."

After Cheng Jin finished speaking, he felt ashamed and kicked the wall.

"Damn it's disgusting, where did you learn the earthy love words." Zhou Boshan said shit several times, and then coughed violently.

"Do you want to react so strongly?" Cheng Jin asked.

"The dust... choked me." Zhou Baoshan patted his chest.

"I've always wanted to ask you, what's going on today?" Cheng Jin still stared into his eyes and asked, "What did I do wrong to make you unhappy? Huh?"

"You're right everywhere." Zhou Baoshan said, "It's my fault."

He patted his trouser pockets, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and squeezed the end of the cigarette irritably.

"Shit, are you upset because I've caught you too hard these days?" Cheng Jin said, "I just thought, hurry up and make it up for you, and we will try to go to the same place in the future test, can..."

When Zhou Baoshan heard this, his heart moved, and he held the cigarette in his hand, "But we can't learn from each other, we can only delay each other..."

"Zhou Baoshan, look at me." Cheng Jin supported his shoulder, his eyes suddenly became serious.

The setting sun outside the window slanted and fell on the young man's shoulders, outlining his entire body in rose gold.

Zhou Baoshan leaned her long legs casually against the wall, and raised her eyes to meet him.

"When helping you with tutoring, I also reviewed those questions myself." Cheng Jin said, "It doesn't delay me at all."

Zhou Baoshan didn't speak, but smiled and bumped his shoulder.

"When I was in the dormitory of the university, I didn't get along well with my roommates. I thought that if you were here... maybe I wouldn't be so annoying." Cheng Jin said, "Let's take the exam in a city."

"Yes." Zhou Boshan raised his hand and touched his nose, "I just think you are too tired, tearing it into several pieces every day is not enough, I saw you dozing off bit by bit when you were in class , do you know how much I feel sorry for you..."

Cheng Jin rubbed his eyes, "Maybe I'm too impatient."

He had a dream not long ago, a very depressive one. He dreamed that he was going to take the college entrance examination, and he failed in the exam. Not only was he ridiculed by his classmates, but his cousin He Yi pointed at his nose and called him a waste .

The pressure on myself is so great that I can only rely on non-stop mechanical learning to paralyze myself.

"Adjust your mentality." Zhou Boshan said, "I'll take you to a place this weekend."

"Where?"

"Don't tell you."

Xingbei felt very confused.

He has been a boy for more than ten years, but he still doesn't understand what boys are thinking.

Yesterday he saw Cheng Jin and Zhou Baoshan arguing, and when they saw each other again this morning, they were already as good as a father.

Zhou Baoshan held pancakes for breakfast, and Cheng Jin took a bite.

After one bite, the sausage inside the pancake was gone.

Zhou Baoshan raised his hand and slapped him. When the two saw him, they greeted him with smiles and noisiness.

Xingbei said: "It's so fucking annoying, the small shop selling hot and sour noodles is closed today, so there's nothing to eat."

"One less meal will not lose a piece of meat."

"You don't understand hot and sour noodles at all." Xingbei said, "If you don't eat hot and sour noodles in the morning, it won't be a complete day."

"I remember there is one near the cram school." Cheng Jin said.

"Forget it, don't eat." Xingbei touched his pocket and said, "I'm almost out of money."

After he finished speaking, he habitually pulled down his peaked cap, even though he covered it with his hands, Zhou Baoshan still saw the bruises at the corners of his eyes.

"You were beaten up yesterday?" Zhou Baoshan asked.

Xingbei stammered and said: "No...no, I knocked, so..."

"Who beat you?" Zhou Boshan asked, "Is it the people from the vocational school next door?"

"Oh, it's okay, Mr. Shan, you... don't meddle in it." Xingbei obviously didn't want to mention it.

"Okay, I see." Zhou Baoshan swallowed the last bite of the pancake, "They asked how much you asked for?"

Xingbei sighed, looked at the ground and said, "Five hundred."

Five hundred is his entire living expenses for this month.

Xingbei's mother is sick, and the hospital bill costs two thousand a day. All the things that can be sold at home have been sold, and the house is empty.

In fact, he didn't plan to go to the third year of high school at all this year. He felt that he couldn't get into any good school anyway, so he just graduated and went to work in a factory in Rongcheng with a salary of [-] to [-] yuan.

He didn't want to cause so much trouble for the family, after all, the family was difficult.

But his father disagreed. Hearing that he was unwilling to go to school, he followed him with a feather duster and drove him to the cram school step by step.

"My dad is very scary when beating people. Have you seen my phone?" Xingbei took out the phone with the shattered screen from his pocket, "My dad smashed the phone with his bare hands. I swing it."

Xingbei curled his lips, feeling pain just thinking about it.

"I said I was spending money quickly, but within a few days I asked him to ask for money again." Xingbei said, "I was thinking about it, if I eat hot and sour noodles in the morning to stimulate my stomach, I can save some food expenses at noon. But who would have thought that yesterday, those bums from the Vocational High School came to block me again, and they wouldn’t let me leave without paying.”

"Fuck." Cheng Jin only felt a little shocked when he heard that, "Why are they blocking you?"

Xingbei lowered his head, kicked the stones on the street twice, and said sullenly: "They have been asking me for money since junior high school."

"???"

"I rely on."

Xingbei's eyes were hidden under the peaked cap, a little red, "You can't tell your parents, if you tell your parents, your parents will suffer too."

"Why don't you resist?"

"Because there are so many of them, there is no one to help me at all." Xingbei lowered his voice, "I have been isolated since I was a child, and I don't have many friends."

It stands to reason that with his carefree personality, it should be easy for him to make friends, but Cheng Jin didn't understand.

Xingbei glanced at him, then took off the peaked cap he had been wearing all the time, pointed to his white cropped head and said, "I was born with albinism."

Zhou Boshan and Cheng Jin looked at his bruised eyes, thick white eyebrows and stubble hair, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Cheng Jin had always thought that this was the white that Xingbei deliberately bleached. Isn't this non-mainstream color more popular in recent years?

"I'm different from everyone else. No one wants to play with me. I felt like a monster when I was a child. They always looked at me with strange eyes." Xingbei put the hat on his head again, maybe After saying this, he will lose these two playmates again.

Zhou Baoshan stood behind him, patted his shoulder calmly, "Yes, but I think you are so cool."