There are many things that YiZhe is not good at, but the worst thing is talking to others.
The car had been quiet all the time, so quiet that he could clearly feel how the shoulder injury was slowly aching, wrapping around and hurting to the heart.
"Easy."
After waiting for an answer for a long time, Xu Tangcheng called him softly again. YiZhe looked up and met his eyes. In his few impressions, Xu Tangcheng was always patient. Just like now, he called his name several times, and then said warmly...
"say."
There were no lights in the car, and the only light source between the two was the light shining in through the windshield. It was very dark and secretive, but YiZhe felt that Xu Tangcheng's face was particularly clear under such lighting. The hand he put on his leg moved, and inadvertently, his index finger touched the slit in his trousers that had been cut in the fight just now. The crumbs were soft, plucking at the fingertips with fingerprints embedded in them.
"it is good."
With just one simple word, Yi Zhe answered Xu Tangcheng's actually very complicated question, and gently and skillfully ended the night's conversation.
Xu Tangcheng wasn't sure whether his persuasion tonight was successful, but when the car stopped at the intersection, he carefully observed YiZhe's expression and saw him looking out the window calmly, wondering what he was thinking.
Probably listened to it a bit.
It was nearly two o'clock in the morning when they returned home. When going upstairs, Xu Tangcheng was still repeating the nurse's instructions in a low voice. YiZhe nodded honestly and said goodbye to him at the door of the house. But when he reached into his pocket, he realized that he didn't have the keys to his home at all.
Xu Tangcheng had already opened the door, he took out the key, turned around, and saw YiZhe standing there awkwardly.
"No keys?"
Should have brought it. In fact, YiZhe wasn't sure whether he didn't bring it with him or lost it during the fight just now, but he still nodded and said, "Yeah."
"Aunt Xiang is at home?" After asking, thinking of the current time, Xu Tangcheng turned his head again and said, "Forget it, come to my house and sleep."
YiZhe didn't intend to knock on the door at all. If Xiang Xiyu was at home and he woke her up now, I'm afraid the entire corridor would be scolded by her. But in the same way, he didn't plan to go to Xu Tang's family.
"No, I'll go to the hotel next door to sleep for one night."
"What hotel are you going to?" Xu Tangcheng opened the door and beckoned to Yi Zhe, "Go in."
YiZhe still shook his head.
Because it was still summer, YiZhe only put on the T-shirt with one sleeve cut off after wrapping up the wound. The scarred black T-shirt, with white bandages on the shoulders, looked really a little embarrassed. Xu Tangcheng was too sleepy to open his eyes, and he began to consider whether it was easy to use force to drag the seriously injured person in, or to continue to understand it. After comparing the heights of the two, Xu Tangcheng still chose the latter.
"Regardless of my parents..."
"Brother Tang Cheng."
Xu Tangcheng had just started to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by YiZhe. His sleepiness made his response slow for half a beat. He was stunned and replied, "Huh?"
YiZhe didn't know why he was, but he hurriedly threw a sentence "Don't worry about me, you rest early" at Xu Tangcheng, whose eyes were reddish, and ran down the stairs without looking back.
His series of actions caught Xu Tangcheng off guard. It was too late, he didn't dare to shout in the corridor, he just lowered his voice and called him, then hurriedly closed the door and chased out. But when I went downstairs, there was still a shadow of Yizhe in the vast night.
The next night, Xu Tangcheng met Xiangxi Weed. She was wearing a burgundy dress and was kicking the door with her pointy high heels as she cursed. Seeing Xu Tangcheng come out, she laughed, held the cigarette to her mouth, and exhaled: "Little bunny changed the lock?"
Bright red nails, bright red lips, pale cigarettes and fluffy smoke, if put in a movie, it should be a beautiful picture full of world-weary beauty.
beauty. Even Xu Tangcheng has to admit this, Xiang Xiyu's retreating temperament is not something that every aged beauty can have. For better or worse, she was so special.
Xu Tangcheng lowered his eyes and said politely, "I don't know."
Until he went downstairs, he could still hear the huge knock on the door upstairs, mixed with increasingly unpleasant scolding and cursing.
Strange to say, after that day, Xu Tangcheng went home several times, but he never met Yi Zhe again, and the opposite was as quiet as if no one had ever lived there. Xu Tangcheng didn't know if YiZhe had a cell phone, so although he was worried, he couldn't contact him. But one morning, when he came back from grocery shopping, he met a girl.
The girl was carefully lying on the door of YiZhe's house listening to the movement inside. When she saw Xu Tangcheng, she immediately stood up straight and nodded at him with an embarrassed smile.
Xu Tangcheng walked up and saw her knocking on the door. It seemed that he took out a key after confirming that there was no one inside.
He looked at her strangely, hesitated for a moment, and asked politely, "Excuse me, are you YiZhe's friend?"
The girl was startled by the sudden sound, she turned around suddenly, and looked at the man with a bag of vegetables in front of her.
"Ah, yes... Yes," the girl stammered. After she finished speaking, she seemed to think of something and waved her hand to emphasize, "It's not a thief, I'll help him get something."
Xu Tangcheng nodded, relieved a little, and asked, "What happened to him?"
"He..." The girl was about to speak, but stopped abruptly. She pursed her lips tightly and said a long "um", "It's okay, it's the weekend, we're going out to play."
girlfriend
The word "puppy love" bubbled up in Xu Tangcheng's head, and was quickly punctured by him - for anyone who hasn't had a little affection, it's better to fall in love than to fight.
Xu Tangcheng didn't think about it any more, and answered.
Zhao Weifan returned to the hospital with what YiZhe asked for, and saw that he was still lying on the bed, with his arms raised and doing the comprehensive papers.
"I've got the thing for you, the key," Zhao Weifan handed him the key, and warned anxiously, "Keep it, don't lose it again."
Yi Zhe snorted, without squinting, "Let's put it there."
After a few minutes, he finished the last biological question, closed his eyes, and threw the paper to Zhao Weifan. Zhao Weifan took out a red pen from his pocket and finished the sentence "swipe", and then shook the 256-point paper in front of YiZhe: "Young man, keep working hard."
YiZhe opened his half-squinted eyes, looked at the paper, and asked Zhao Weifan, "How much are you?"
Zhao Weifan smiled slightly: "288."
YiZhe pulled the paper, and started to read the wrong question in a muffled voice.
Zhao Weifan wanted to laugh when she saw his unconvinced expression, she moved the stool and leaned close to YiZhe's head with a squinting smile: "Come on, let your beloved study committee tell you."
YiZhe gave her a warning look: "Don't try to smoke."
Zhao Weifan was not afraid of his black face at all, and continued to smile with a good temper: "Oh, 256 is only 256, you still have a lot of room for improvement."
No one could believe that Zhao Weifan and Yi Zhe could become friends, and no one knew why. But it is also strange that YiZhe has steadfastly covered such an ordinary girl for many years. It was even rumored that Yi Zhe once angered the crown, beat up a few boys who mocked Zhao Weifan for being fat, and lined up in a row, bowed one by one, and apologized to Zhao Weifan one by one.
There are not many questions that are easily wrong, and most of them are the parts of biochemistry that need to be memorized. After Zhao Weifan spoke in a few words, he looked at Yi Zhe, who was frowning and sketching on the book in an awkward posture, and couldn't help but say, "You said that your brain is not very good, and you are looking for a fight like this. Is it?"
When she got to school that morning, she heard that Yi Zhe had a big fight with a group of people from No. 7 Middle School. The news spread into the isolated experimental class of No. 1 Middle School, which was naturally very exciting. Holding a stack of math papers, Zhao Weifan listened to the few boys in the class who were considered relatively naughty discussing YiZhe one by one.
"Damn it, I singled out a group. Although I was beaten to death, it's too arrogant. Looking for death is not such a way."
"Let's see how Lao Du does it this time, it's not that the last time he fought, the age director wanted to get him out of the experimental class, but Lao Du didn't agree, this time... I think it's hanging, you said that Lao Du can still handle it. live?"
"I don't think it's enough... If his grades are particularly good, maybe Lao Du can be more determined..."
Zhao Weifan walked over to them with a blank face, and slapped the paper in his hand on the table: "101."
The discussion of several boys was interrupted by her sudden movement. They fixed their eyes on her, wondering what the hell she was doing. Zhao Weifan ignored them, walked to YiZhe's vacant seat, and put another paper on the table. In fact, she really wanted to read out the above scores, and let the people around her listen to who the score was not "extremely good". But she also knows that some people don't understand what you mean at all.
Yi Zhe naturally knew what others were talking about him, and he even knew the parts that had not been spread. After the tragic fight that day, YiZhe was lying on the emergency bed in the hospital, and the one who had been picking on him had been sitting there and staring at him. Yi Zhe was really annoyed, so he said to him, "Don't stare, don't tell me it's finished just now."
His light-hearted words made the man go into flames.
"Are you a fucking idiot? Ah?" The man couldn't figure it out. It was clear that last time in the billiards hall, Yi Zhe and the others won. , if they want to find it, they should find it. Is it his turn
He gritted his teeth and endured the nurse's not gentle movements, and asked cursingly, "I'm just getting better from my mother's injury, and I fucked with you again, do you understand the rules? Don't give a fuck. People take a breath?"
YiZhe became more and more annoyed as he listened to it, thinking, "Fuck you, are you fucking tired?"
He glanced at him, and twitched the corners of his mouth without smiling: "I said it before, I'm not messing around anymore, I'll solve it all at once to save trouble."
The man was killed by alcohol and sweated: "Don't be a shit!"
"I'm not confused anymore," YiZhe said suddenly, looking at the ceiling seriously, "I'm in the third year of high school, it's time for me to study."
The man froze there, looking at YiZhe with a shocked look.
I guess he really didn't know what to say. After a long while, he spat and cursed, "Damn, stupid."
This time, YiZhe didn't use his fists to shut him up like he did before, he couldn't move now, and he didn't want to fight for these anymore. He glanced at him without emotion, and lay down without saying a word.
At this point, that person finally believed what YiZhe said.
Yizhe didn't know what this matter would be passed down by the people who had had a holiday with him. Maybe when they got together for a drink, everyone could pick up the name "Yizhe" and sneered at him. He scolded the last sentence "stupid" and laughed together. But he knew that this chaotic past that Xu Tangcheng looked down on was really clear.
If you want to fight, you want to clean up people, you can always find a reason. Today I grabbed you in a place that made me uncomfortable, and tomorrow I will go to your place to save face, let out a breath, and it will never end. A smile does not exist among high school students. If you want to unilaterally quit this fighting game, and settle the past, you must pay a price—including those who didn’t need to stay. Blood, including the words from others, "That big idiot Yizhe."