like electricity

Until the sky outside the window turned white, Jiang Shou finally fell asleep in a daze.This time he slept very lightly, like he was dreaming but sometimes he didn't. He heard someone talking in his ear several times but couldn't wake up, his consciousness struggled to sink into a deeper and darker place.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already high in the sun, and he stared blankly at the ceiling above his head for a long time, thinking that this would not work, and then he dragged his heavy and tired body out of bed.The living room was empty, Xie Shun and Jiang Suqing were not there, he opened the refrigerator door and saw the leftovers sealed with plastic wrap and closed it again.

There is no alarm clock in the morning, and the phone is not with him. These things remind him that everything that happened yesterday is real, not some ridiculous nightmare.Are you going to school?There was a sharp pain in the soles of his feet, and he lowered his head dully, realizing that he had accidentally stepped on a small piece of broken glass.He pulled out the blood-stained glass and threw it into the trash can, he didn't want to go to class, he didn't want to face those people in the school, but if he went to school, there was a one-thousandth chance of seeing Zhuo Shuang.

Three minutes later, he stood in the bathroom, held his breath, and let the hot water pour down his head and face, washing away the cold sweat and dust on his body.

Before the strained nerves and deep-rooted fear reached their limit, he turned off the shower, pulled a towel over his head and went out to get dressed.

A blood vessel near the temple was pulsating, and the face of the person looking back at him in the mirror was red and white, and there were obvious black and blue under the eyes, and the edges of the sunburned part began to peel off, looking ugly like a ghost.

He tried to smile with the corners of his mouth curled up, this kind of cheerful and sunny expression on others made him look particularly hateful.

·

When he arrived at the school, he could barely catch up with Mr. Li's class in the third quarter in the morning. He didn't knock on the door and didn't say anything about the report. He just walked in in front of everyone.

Teacher Li's face changed again and again, and finally said nothing, "You...forget it, just come here."

He pretended not to see the benign or malicious glances from the rest of the class as he walked over to the edge of his seat.Things happened suddenly yesterday, and his schoolbag and homework books were all spread out on the table in the same way they were before he left at noon.

"excuse me."

When Tang Yanghui stood up, he accidentally knocked off the ballpoint pen on the table because of too much movement, and the pen rolled down to his feet. He subconsciously bent down to help the other party pick it up.

"Don't move!" Sensing that his tone was a bit aggressive, Tang Yanghui hastily remedied, "Don't move, I'll pick it up myself."

He was about to touch the ballpoint pen, he stopped his movements, watched Tang Yanghui carefully avoid himself, picked up the pen and put it into the pencil case.

When he first came in, his attention had been focused on other things, and only then did he notice that Tang Yanghui's complexion was not very good-looking, and his eyes were evasive.

"Tell me not to move, is that what you mean?"

On the podium, Mr. Li was speaking impassionedly about the essence of oxidation-reduction reactions, but he didn't talk about taking notes, and he didn't even want to open the textbook. He just thought about other things that had nothing to do with the class except in a daze.

"Well, I don't need to trouble you." Tang Yanghui buried his head very low, as if he was afraid of meeting his gaze.

Usually, he and Tang Yanghui's stationery had no problem mixing, but now seeing Tang Yanghui clearly draw a line with himself, he just finds it funny.

"Do you think I will infect you with a bad disease through the pen?" He asked the people around him in a low voice, holding his chin with one hand while Mr. Li recited the writing on the blackboard.

Tang Yanghui shook his head like a rattle, "No, that's not the case."

"So you don't want to sit at the same table as a disgusting gay like me? Afraid that I will harass you?"

Tang Yanghui flinched, but did not refute his statement, "You and him...you and Zhuo Shuang, you really..."

"There's no need to be so euphemistic, just say you mind."

"Well, well... I don't want to..."

Stimulated by his disgusted expression, Jiang Shou leaned into his ear, watched him retreat in panic, and said softly, "Harassing you? Stuttering, mediocre grades, and mediocre looks." , is there any girl in the class who likes you? Do you think you have

Worth my harassment?You don't think you deserve to be compared with Zhuo Shuang, do you? "

"You! Bullying..."

Tang Yanghui wanted to curse, so he pointed to Teacher Li on the podium, "The class teacher is looking at this side, continue if you are not afraid of death."

Staring at Tang Yanghui's shocked, angry and afraid to speak out loudly, a distorted pleasure suddenly rose in his heart, followed by doubled disgust, half of asking himself today with various questions about yesterday Tang Yanghui, who regarded himself as a dirty thing, half aimed at this vicious and dark self.

After class, as soon as Teacher Li left the classroom, his seat was surrounded by a group of guys who killed cats out of curiosity.

I don't know who spread the news of his coming to the school, and there were quite a few guys who came from other classes to watch the excitement by the door and the window.

"Leave me alone." Wei Zhixun was a tall man, 1.8 meters five and nearly two hundred kilograms. He is a qualified comedian when he smiles. fear.

He drove away these boring onlookers with a sullen face, "It has something to do with you guys, and it's not about kissing you. Why, I haven't seen anyone kissing. I haven't seen anyone kissing. Go back to see your parents. Don't be an eyesore."

"what are you doing?"

Wei Zhixun did the rough work, and it was much easier for Fu Heng.He watched Jiang Shou packing and tidying up the books and textbooks by category. Although he could roughly understand it, he still asked an extra question just to be on the safe side.

"Change seats." Once raw and second familiar, Jiang Miao puts what should be put into the schoolbag, and the rest are piled up neatly so that he can carry them away directly.

"Let me help you." Without waiting for his consent, Fu Heng picked up the two mountains of textbooks in front of him, and raised his chin towards the other end of the diagonal line, "Is that right?"

Ask knowingly.Where else could he move but there?

After confirming that there was nothing left, none of them cared about Tang Yanghui, who was shivering beside him, and simply walked through the crowd with the things neatly.

"Brother Zhuo didn't come to class today, and he couldn't get through the phone."

"I know."

He had noticed that Zhuo Shuang's seat was empty.Sure enough, he couldn't see this person even if he came to school now.

Fu Heng walked in front and said without looking back, "I asked the master to delete the post and seal the account, but the memories I have seen will not be erased. There must be more than one small group of people in different classes in private, and saving pictures is just a small group. It is basically impossible to stop the spread of this matter, so the best way to deal with it is to deal with it coldly, do not respond or express your opinion, anyway, the summer vacation is coming soon, and most people’s brains are no different from goldfish , When the school starts, their attention will turn to other things. The focus is on the attitude of your family and the school. Seeing that Teacher Li and Teacher Tang specially called you to the small office to talk, at least they don't want to make things big. "

"Yeah." Jiang Shou didn't really want to say this, so she changed the topic in a low voice, "Here we are."

It's one thing to know that most of what Teacher Li said is right, but it's another thing to control yourself not to blame them.

Zhuo Shuang's new deskmate stared blankly at him and Fu Heng, "What are you doing?"

Fu Heng smiled slightly, "We have taken this seat, please go back to your previous seat, if you can't move, Lao Wei and I can help you, I hope it can be settled before the next class."

"The head teacher..." The boy tried to reason, "Aren't you afraid that the head teacher will be angry?"

"I'll help the teacher in charge to talk about it." Jiang Shou bluntly blocked his last escape route, "Tang Yanghui won't be able to stand at the same table with me anymore."

The boy looked at him, then at Zhuo Shuang's vacant seat, "Okay, that guy is really troublesome and likes to offend people, I don't care about such things. Anyway, let's make an agreement first, if the head teacher is angry, don't get involved with me."

"No problem." Fu Heng agreed straight away, "We forced you to do so. If there's no problem, hurry up and start class."

"I'll help too."

It happened that Wei Zhixun came back from the outside, and Fu Heng and Fu Heng helped the boy pack his things.

"Wei Zhixun." Seeing that they were about to leave, Jiang Shou stopped Wei Zhixun and whispered, "...I'm sorry."

The expression on Wei Zhixun's face was unpredictable, "If you don't tell me, I'm afraid I'll slip up, I understand, sometimes I feel that I'm not suitable for keeping secrets, but I'm still very angry, why the old Fu knows but I don't. "

"I saw it myself, and I reminded you so many times, who are you stupid?"

Unable to listen to it, Fu Heng elbowed him, and he glared at Fu Heng with his teeth bared, and his serious expression gradually became unbearable, "Okay, I just admit that I'm stupid. Jiang Sorrow, I just want to say... If you need any help, just let us know."

Jiang Shou originally wanted to refuse, but when he thought of something else, he hesitated, "Can you accompany me somewhere after school?"

·

Jiang Shou spent the whole day in a daze, with a headache in the morning and couldn't attend class, the headache got better in the afternoon and people started to have a low-grade fever, and went to the infirmary to take some cold medicine to get better.

The last class was over, and he stayed in the classroom until everyone else had left before slowly getting up.

Seeing Fu Heng and Wei Zhixun waiting at the door, he didn't say anything, and went downstairs and out of the school with them, and then went to the bus station to wait for the bus.

"Are you going to find Brother Zhuo?" Fu Heng bought two bottles of mineral water at the newsstand at the station, and handed one bottle to himself and the other to Jiang Shou, in case he would not accept it, he added, "Transfer the money to me later."

"How do you know?" It may be the sequelae of fever, Jiang Shou's reaction was much slower than usual, and she didn't have much strength in her hands, she just twisted the mineral water bottle for a long time.

Fu Heng pointed to the bus waiting for the traffic lights in front, "You usually take 209 to and from school, but the 209 bus just came, and you didn't get on it."

"too many people."

Fu Heng smiled, "You're not the kind of person who cares about such things, and you didn't notice that 209 was so empty just now?"

Following Fu Heng's finger, you can still see the sparsely populated carriage, Jiang Shou was speechless.

"If you feel uncomfortable, remember to ask for sick leave tomorrow." Fu Heng sighed, and took out a pack of wet wipes for him to wipe his face, "Wipe your face, are you going to see Brother Zhuo like this?"

Said it as if he would definitely see him, Jiang Shou didn't want to pour cold water on him, "The car is here."

Half an hour later, the three of them stood in the lobby of Block A, Building 6, Century Huating, waiting for the elevator to come down from the 23rd floor.

"The door on the left of the 21st floor, right?" Fu Heng finally confirmed the floor with Jiang Miao, "I'll go up and ring the doorbell, you and Old Wei are waiting below."

Jiang Mou lowered her head and watched as the number showing the floor where the elevator was located changed from two digits to single digits, "Well, and...if he's here, don't say I'm here too."

"You..." Wei Zhixun didn't understand why Jiang Shou did this, "All of you are here, saying you're not here..."

"I see. If brother Zhuo is at home, I will tell you that you are not here." Di, the elevator door opened, and Fu Heng waited outside for the people inside to come out, "I will send a message to Wei Wei."

"it is good."

Not giving Wei Zhixun a chance to speak at all, Jiang Sorrow and him made an agreement like this.

"Why do you let Lao Fu say that you are not here? Don't you come here just to see Brother Zhuo?"

When there were only the two of them left here, Wei Zhixun asked Jiang Shou, who had been silent all this time, in a rough voice, "He must also want to see you very much."

With a headache, his whole body was sore and limp, Jiang Shou, who was getting more and more uncomfortable, leaned against the wall, trying to control the frequency of breathing, so that his voice was no different from usual, "He wants to see me, but where is his family?"

If he just wanted to see Zhuo Shuang, why did he let these two people come with him?

Just because she recognized Jiang Suqing, the old woman who claimed to be Zhuo Shuang's grandmother, she was so resistant to Zhuo Shuang's contact with him. Now that she knew what kind of relationship they had, she would definitely want to tear him apart.

Just like what Jiang Suqing said, he is a cheap bone, knowing that Zhuo Shuang's family hates him so much, he still runs here, just to take a look at Zhuo Shuang's family.

Is the cream any good?

"His family..." When Wei Zhixun, a member of Zhuo Shuang's family, was mentioned, he immediately lost his temper, "Forget it, I'd better shut up."

Jiang Miao closed her eyes after her ears were cleared, but Fu Heng came back after waiting for less than 10 minutes.

"I rang the doorbell for a long time, but no one answered the door." Fu Heng wiped his face, and said in frustration that no one knocked on the door or rang the doorbell. "I listened closely to the door, and there was indeed no one inside."

"Do you want to wait a little longer?" Wei Zhixun felt that he was just not at home for the time being, "It's only 06:30 now, and he might be back soon."

Jiang Chou stood up straight without making a sound, and wiped off the cold sweat on her palms, "No need, he should be at his grandparents' house now."

"Huh?" Wei Zhixun and Fu Heng looked at him together.

Seeing that they really didn't know, he said briefly, "He lives with his grandparents most of the time."

He didn't know the address of Zhuo Shuang's grandpa and grandma's house, so he came here just to try his luck, and now it has been proved that his luck has been very bad.

"Thank you." He originally wanted to say that he delayed your return home, but he swallowed the words again.

In the past few months, Zhuo Shuang has been emphasizing not to be so far away from them, it seems to draw a line with them if they are too far away.

"Let's go back."

Their homes were in different directions, so they couldn't go back together: Fu Heng took the subway home, and Wei Zhixun went in the opposite direction to take a ride.

Sending off Fu Heng and Wei Zhixun to ensure that they would not turn back again, he did something that even he couldn't understand.

He went back to Century Huating.This time, without hesitation, he took the elevator directly to the 21st floor, and then pressed the doorbell. Hearing the ding ding dong dong in the corridor, his thoughts drifted far away.

Just like what Fu Heng said, no one came to answer the door even if you rang the doorbell.

Zhuo Shuang is not here.In fact, he knew very well in his heart that Zhuo Shuang would not show up even if he waited here, and it would be of no use except to make him feel more uncomfortable.

But other than that, he couldn't think of what to do.Whether it was himself or what happened to them in the future, he had no idea at all.