Social phobia

Gu Ai originally thought that this matter could be passed. After all, people like Chu Ze may have conflicts with others all the time. His own point is really insignificant, but what Gu Ai didn't expect was that the next day at the class gate It was so coincidental that I ran into the next-door class flower, and the next-door class flower ran over excitedly when she saw him.

"Hey, classmate, did you send the letter to Chu Ze?"

Gu Ai looked at the magnified face in front of him, and suddenly felt nervous and didn't know how to explain it, when suddenly a black shadow stood in front of him.

"I threw the letter away, don't bother me again."

Chu Ze's voice was very deep, and the words he said were cold, with an aura of calm and prestige, but Banhua next door didn't seem to care, stuck out his tongue at Gu Ai, turned around and ran away.

Gu Ai was still there in a daze, not understanding how things developed like this.Chu Ze turned around and looked down at him, and poked Gu Ai's forehead with his finger.

"Don't deliver letters for others in the future."

Chu Ze left without saying a word, Gu Ai covered his forehead with both hands, feeling hot, unable to recover for a long time.

But even so, the contact with Chu Ze was just like a stone thrown into the sea, causing faint ripples, and soon returned to calm.

Chu Ze didn't pay any more attention to this person who didn't have a high sense of existence. He still lived his old life. If he didn't meet Gu Ai on the road that day, his life might continue like this.

After school that day, Gu Ai was still the last one to leave school after finishing his duty.It was the beginning of the winter season, and the sky was already dark at this time. Gu Ai went home on the same road as usual, and passed the dark alley where he met Chu Ze that day, but this time it was not Chu Ze who he met .

"Yo! Who is this! Isn't this the little idiot in junior high school? Haha!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, the little fool can still be admitted to high school?"

"Then what do you say?"

"It's obviously a mental illness!"

"Hahahahaha..."

Three people who were not dressed like students surrounded Gu Ai, pushing and laughing at the same time, but Gu Ai just lowered his head and did not make any rebuttals, allowing the three to bully him, if it wasn't for his slightly trembling Body, others may think that he is just a bystander who stays out of the matter.

Those three people are Gu Ai's junior high school classmates, they used to take pleasure in bullying the weak, and the silent and withdrawn Gu Ai is the best target, no matter what you do, he will silently bear it, but since he transferred to another school, these three people I lost a lot of fun, I didn't expect to see him here today.

The words became more and more exaggerated, and the actions became bigger and bigger. From the initial petty fights to insults and bullying, Gu Ai was so scared that he felt like he would scream in the next moment.

Chu Ze, who had just come out of the game hall and happened to be passing by, saw this scene, and felt that the child in the middle looked very familiar. People beat him away, and only then did he recognize Gu Ai's face.Chu Ze patted him and told him to go home quickly, but Gu Ai pushed him away vigorously, with horror written on his face, shaking his head while refusing Chu Ze's approach, which made Chu Ze confused.

"Are you all right? They're all gone!"

Gu Ai still didn't speak, and hugged himself tightly in the corner, trembling.

Chu Ze finally felt that something was wrong. No matter how scared ordinary people are, they would not act so excited.Chu Ze didn't know what happened to Gu Ai, so he could only try to comfort him clumsily.

"Gu Ai, I'm Chu Ze, and I've beaten away those who bullied you."

Although Chu Ze tried his best to soften his tone, it sounded like a threat no matter what.Chu Ze stretched out his hand, step by step approaching Gu Ai, who seemed not so conscious.

"What are you crying for?"

"do not Cry."

"why cry?"

"I'm here."

Hearing the last sentence, Gu Ai suddenly stopped crying, raised his tear-stained face, and looked straight at Chu Ze.Chu Ze took a deep breath, feeling that he was reacting a bit, walked over to hug Gu Ai, patted him on the back like coaxing a child, he found that Gu Ai was as light as a girl.

Gu Ai put his arms around Chu Ze's neck, stared into his eyes, sobbed softly, then wrinkled his small face, and buried himself in Chu Ze's neck, crying loudly.

"Hey, fuck! Why are you crying again?"

Chu Ze really couldn't touch Gu Ai's veins. Fortunately, there were no people passing by on this road. Chu Ze carried Gu Ai into a dark alley, sat on the ground, and let Gu Ai cry on his body. His coat wrapped him tightly.

When Gu Ai raised his head again, the sky had already completely darkened, and his mind began to calm down before he realized what he had just done. He wrapped his arms around Chu Ze's neck, staring at him pitifully with big eyes.

Chu Ze put on the glasses that Gu Ai threw away when he was crying, and put his hands on his waist naturally.

"Fuck, little ancestor, you are done crying, how can you cry so much?"

"I'm sorry."

Chu Ze didn't say anything, picked up Gu Ai and put him on the ground, and wiped his face with his sleeve.

"Come on, I'll take you home."

Gu Ai wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find the right words, so he nodded and walked beside Chu Ze, trying to take off his coat, but was stopped by Chu Ze. Gu Ai still didn't say anything, wearing Chu Ze's clothes. clothes and walked home with him slowly, silent all the way.

At the door, Gu Ai stood on the stairs, grabbed the corner of Chu Ze's clothes, lowered his head deeply, and the exposed tips of his ears were red.

"Thank you... thank you."

Chu Ze waved his hand, and strode away.

The next day, Chu Ze returned to the classroom after the track and field team training in the morning, and found a handwritten English phrase on his desk. If I made a mistake, I threw it in the table bucket and ignored it.

The next day is an English composition.

The third day is the grammar of attributive clauses.

The fourth day is common vocabulary.

Day [-]…

On the fifth day, Chu Ze couldn't bear to look at the new English sprint for the college entrance examination on the table.

"Grass! Who the hell is so sick!"

Chu Ze scanned the class and saw no suspicious person, so he continued to throw things on the table, lay down, and sleep!

On Monday, Chu Ze came to the school for training early. Remembering that he had left his running shoes in the classroom, he planned to get the shoes first and put down his schoolbag by the way.There is usually no one in the class at this time, but Chu Ze did not expect to see Gu Ai sneaking up to his desk to put down a stack of papers as soon as he entered the door.

"What are you doing!"

Chu Ze yelled at him impatiently, walked over, and looked at Gu Ai holding the stack of documents tightly in his arms, looking very nervous.Chu Ze immediately saw that the information in Gu Ai's hand was written by the same person as the one on his desk last week.

"What do you want to do?"

Gu Ai stared at Chu Ze for two seconds, then ran away.

Chu Ze was even more forced, dropped his schoolbag, changed his shoes and left.When I came back, I saw the stack of materials that Gu Ai was holding just now on the table, and there was a note on it.

"Thank you for saving me last time. The teacher said that you are weak in liberal arts. If you can work harder, you can get into a good university. If you make up a little bit now, there is still time."

Looking at the strokes and strokes on the paper, Chu Ze could think of Gu Ai stuttering in front of him. He didn't expect that Gu Ai would take anything that the teacher said casually after the monthly exam, but Chu Ze I remember very clearly what the teacher said at the time was that if he worked harder, he could still get a college diploma.The difference of a few words, the difference of meaning is thousands of miles.

Chu Ze found it funny, but he didn't expect Gu Ai to express his gratitude in this way.Chu Ze sat down, and unconsciously glanced at Gu Ai. There was a huge difference in height between them, but they both sat in the last row. Gu Ai sat in the most inconspicuous little corner, next to the trash can. .

There was no class at this time, and Gu Ai was doing the exercises seriously, with a serious face on his doll face, as if he wanted to fight the exercise book for [-] rounds.Slowly, Chu Ze discovered that Gu Ai actually had no expression when he was doing the questions, and would frown slightly when he encountered a freeze, and subconsciously bite the nib of the pen, and his eyes would brighten up when the problem was solved , even the surrounding aura will become less dull.

Chu Ze regained his composure when the school bell rang, and belatedly realized that he hadn't slept that day, but was observing Gu Ai.Chu Ze stretched, planning to rest in his seat for a while before leaving, not wanting to be crowded with the bustling crowd.When everyone in the class was about to leave, I found that Gu Ai was still there. Looking at the somewhat dark weather outside, he clutched his schoolbag tightly, as if he had made some important decision, and then left the classroom.

Chu Ze thought that he might be afraid because of what happened yesterday, but Chu Ze didn't think much about it, and after Gu Ai left, he left with his schoolbag.

For five days in a row, Chu Ze discovered that Gu Ai waited until people had left almost, and the review materials on the table were still changed every day. Except for the thin exercise book, they were all handwritten notes, and they were also written in different colors. The pen draws out the key points. In the past two days, there have been Chinese exercises.

This day the head teacher came during the morning self-study for the first time.

"Be quiet, everyone, and take a little time for everyone. Recently, the municipal leaders are coming to the school to review and require the middle school students to be young and lively, and the school life to be relaxed and upward. Therefore, the school decided to set up a mutual aid group. Two people work in groups to learn from each other. Now I will rearrange for everyone. Take the next seat, and students who need it can also find a deskmate by themselves."

After the head teacher made the announcement, the whole class began to cheer. You must know that since the fourth grade of elementary school, there has been one person at one table, and there is no chance to experience the feeling of "you at the same table". Now is a good opportunity, maybe you can He has lived at the same table with the one in his heart for a while.

The teacher in charge arranged the seat. When he arrived at Chu Ze's place, the teacher in charge couldn't help but feel a little bit tangled. No matter who it was, it wasn't suitable for him. However, the number of people in the class was even, so someone had to sit at the same table with him, so it was difficult to handle.

"Student Chu Ze...this..."

The homeroom teacher pushed his glasses and was very troubled. At this moment, it was as if seeing a life-saving straw, seeing Gu Ai tremblingly raising his hand.

"Ah, student Gu Ai, do you want to be at the same table as classmate Chu Ze? Okay, okay, then you can move there now!"

Chu Ze glanced at Gu Ai. He didn't expect that he would take the initiative to sit at the same table with him. In fact, Chu Ze didn't care much about it. He would rather sit by himself without being disturbed by others, but he felt like drinking a glass of warm winter wine. My heart is warm.

After Gu Ai and Chu Ze were at the same table, they still brought Chu Ze handwritten notes every day. One day, Chu Ze received a ten-page English model essay. When he saw it, Gu Ai was drooping his head and fainted. drowsy.

"Hey!"

Chu Ze kicked Gu Ai's table, and Gu Ai sat up straight in a jerk, looking at Chu Ze with blurred eyes.

"Didn't sleep well yesterday because of copying these?"

Chu Ze shook the things in his hand, and Gu Ai nodded, as if he was still not quite awake.

"Stop copying, I can't understand it. If you want to thank me, you might as well give me something else."

"I, I, can, teach you."

Gu Ai tried his best to speak slowly, uttering every word clearly, but his eyes were bright, as if he was very happy.Chu Ze gave a "tsk" and didn't say anything, and then Gu Ai really started to teach him seriously. He still had his daily notes, but there was an extra bottle of fruit tea made by Gu Ai himself.

Chu Ze didn't like reading books, but seeing Gu Ai's high spirits, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he had to be patient and learn from him.Chu Ze didn't like sweet things either, but he couldn't bear to drink the fruit tea that Gu Ai gave him.However, a month later, his grades have really improved, and he has also begun to get used to the tranquility of fruit tea.

Bit by bit, Chu Ze felt that this stuttering kid was quite interesting, and it was really fun to repay him for saving him once.Chu Ze began to unconsciously shift his gaze to Gu Ai every day. Chu Ze felt that Gu Ai was no different from others except for being a little more introverted, but he really couldn't figure out why he reacted so violently that day.Chu Zela didn't bother to ask, and didn't want to bother to think about it, so he called Fa Xiaoer from another school, passed the trouble on to others, and was happy to sit back and enjoy the benefits.But the news sent back by Fa Xiaoer made Chu Ze frown.

Chu Ze also had some vague impressions of an incident a few years ago. At that time, he was a notorious man. When he mentioned this man, people would unabashedly reveal their inner contempt. Gambling was in the hearts of ordinary people. This is a serious crime, and it is even more contemptible when a man abandons his wife and child, leaving a debt and running away with the woman, and Gu Ai is the abandoned child.Maybe bullying is the nature of human beings. Gu Ai was only in the third grade at the time, and because of his father, he was often bullied and laughed at by others. The worst time he was humiliated by several senior children, Gu Ai took a long period of sick leave. After coming back, he became more and more taciturn. His mother didn't care about him when she saw him like this, and left him to live in other places.In junior high school, he couldn't escape the fate of being bullied, and was even injured and forced to transfer to another school.

"I guess you already know what happened after that. To be honest, this person is really miserable. Hey, why did you think of asking about this? You are not such a gossip person?"

"Thank you, don't worry about anything else, I'll treat you to dinner later."

Chu Ze frowned and put down his phone. He was just curious, but he didn't expect to dig out such deep information. Chu Ze didn't need to meddle in such nosy things at all, but remembering those two times when Gu Ai cried pitifully in front of him The appearance, always can't bear it.

Chu Ze checked online and felt even more tired.

Social phobia, formerly known as phobic neurosis.

Why is this kid so busy?