The person who said this really deserves a beating. He said in such a contemptuous tone in front of a middle school student, "No. 1 Middle School is just like that." This kind of words would make anyone uncomfortable.
A hot-tempered boy asked directly: "What do you mean?"
The person who was speaking heard someone talking back at him and became interested: "Just tell the truth."
He always thought that all the students in No. 1 Middle School were good students who wore glasses, were submissive and had no temper. In fact, what he saw was also true. What's the use of having good grades? They were out of breath after running two laps and collapsed on the lawn. The playground was also average, nothing special.
"How can you hold a sports meet with your kind?" He lowered his head and saw a figure, but was stunned, "Jiang Zhihuo?!"
Jiang Zhihuo supported himself with one hand, leaned back, raised his chin, and said in a relaxed manner: "Long time no see."
Zong Bei felt that this person looked familiar from the beginning, and after recognizing him again, he remembered: "Aren't you He Xiezhou?"
He Xiezhou's face darkened immediately: "You are actually in No. 1 Middle School?"
Jiang Zhihuo: "Hmm?"
The people around heard this conversation and asked, "Brother Huo, do you recognize him?"
"I recognize you. We were classmates in junior high school." Jiang Zhihuo said in a tone that didn't seem to want to reminisce at all. "I didn't expect to see you here again."
"Fuck." He Xiezhou could recall the past events as soon as he saw Jiang Zhihuo. Jiang Zhihuo clearly didn't say anything harsh, but He Xiezhou always felt that he was severely humiliated by the other party's indifferent eyes. His face became more and more gloomy, and a surge of anger surged in his heart. He raised his hand without saying a word.
The two people who came with him knew He Xiezhou's temper, and it was obvious that he was going to fight! They didn't want to cause trouble just to get familiar with the competition environment, so they quickly stopped him: "Brother He, don't, don't, don't, this is someone else's school."
Jiang Zhihuo doesn't usually get into conflict with others. He has always been good-tempered to everyone except Yan Mu. Even if someone really has a conflict with him, he usually just laughs it off.
But today he was acting out of character, with disgust clearly visible on his face without a trace of concealment, and he sneered.
He Xiezhou became even angrier, and recalled the same contemptuous look he saw in the alley a few years ago.
He immediately shook off the hand that was holding him and rushed to Jiang Zhihuo.
However, at this moment, someone grabbed his wrist, applied force with his palm, bent his elbow, and used a standard grappling technique to clamp him effortlessly.
A cold voice came from my ear: "There are too many people here. If you want to fight, you can go to another place. I will accompany you."
He Xiezhou looked up in surprise. The man who had captured him had a cold look on his face and his palm was just loose, making him unable to move. His calm and composed look was in stark contrast to his embarrassment.
He Xiezhou used all his strength to shake his hand off, covering his wrist which was in constant pain due to the twisted joint, and took several steps back.
Yan Mu lowered his hands calmly.
The playground is large and there are many people running around in circles for training. Not many people noticed the noisy atmosphere here, and it was forcibly suppressed with the sudden appearance of Yan Mu.
Jiang Zhihuo was ready to take action. It was not like he had not beaten He Xiezhou before. This guy deserved a beating and would not behave himself unless he was beaten.
But he didn't expect Yan Mu to come to help him.
At this moment, Yan Mu was standing and Jiang Zhihuo was still sitting on the lawn. Standing and sitting, the light from the playground was pale and slanted down, and the hideous red marks on Yan Mu's hands were extremely clear in his sight.
"What's wrong with your hand?" Jiang Zhihuo held Yan Mu's hand. He had tried his best to avoid the red marks, but the area was too large, from the palm to the arm, and it was inevitable that he would get hit in a few places.
Yan Mu subconsciously retracted his arms.
"It's hot," he said.
"Bullshit, do you think I'm blind?!" Jiang Zhihuo's tone was a little aggressive.
Yan Mu didn't say anything else and didn't seem to want to explain.
The people in the relay team only thought that Yan Mu appeared suddenly and didn't pay attention to anything else. It was not until they heard the conversation between the two that they saw the marks on Yan Mu's arms that looked like burns.
"Oh my god, what happened to Yan Shen?"
"Did you get burned by the boiling water?"
"I have some water here, would you like to take a shower?"
"That's your thermos! Hot water!"
He Xiezhou: “…”
No one paid any attention to him.
The feeling of being ignored was irritating. After the pain in his wrist subsided a little, he wanted to attack again, but the two younger brothers held him back again.
It’s okay to act like a troublemaker in your own school, but coming to other schools to cause trouble is really looking for trouble!
"Brother He, calm down."
"Let's talk about it when we get back, let's talk about it when we get back!"
This man was too annoying, his shadow swaying in front of him. Jiang Zhihuo glared at him and said with an unprecedented disgust: "I remember I said, don't let me see you again."
That look was exactly the same as the one in the alley before. He Xiezhou wanted to take action, but he didn't dare to take another step forward. He could only say harshly: "You wait."
"Heh." Jiang Zhihuo sneered, "You made me wait for a long time in junior high school. Do you dare to come?"
While the two were talking, no one in the relay team dared to speak.
Brother Huo is angry.
I don't know why... but it sounds like a grudge from junior high school.
The aura was too strong, and they didn't dare to ask anything. Jiang Zhihuo ignored He Xiezhou who left angrily, moved aside, pulled Yan Mu down, and took out some wet wipes from his bag.
No matter what the injury is, wet wipes are useless, but at least applying the cool air to your hands can relieve some of the pain.
"What's going on?" Jiang Zhihuo asked again.
"It's okay." Yan Mu said.
"Tsk." Jiang Zhihuo pressed the red mark through the wet towel, and a little water stain came out, the cool feeling mixed with the pain under his fingertips.
This is the third time.
Red marks appeared on Yan Mu's hands three times.
The first time was the day I came back from the hospital.
The second time Yan Mu saw Feng Zhi fighting on the road, he helped him fend off the customer who was harassing him.
The third time is this time.
Jiang Zhihuo didn't notice it the first two times, but at least this time, he clearly saw that the red mark appeared on Yan Mu's hand after he touched He Xiezhou.
But when he asked again, Yan Mu still said, "It's okay."
Jiang Zhihuo simply stopped asking questions, lightened the force of his fingertips, and carefully wiped the red marks with a wet towel.
He was too serious, and Yan Mu also lowered his eyes to look at him.
The atmosphere between the two of them formed an area that no one else could interfere with. Although they were surrounded by each other, they were isolated from the outside.
There was a boy who was so shocked by the wound on Yan Mu's hand that he couldn't help but want to ask something. However, after meeting her cold gaze, he stepped back and didn't dare to ask anymore.
It's so scary, only the school bully can get along with the academic genius like this.
Girl A quietly moved a little closer to Soubei.
Zong Bei and Jiang Zhihuo were classmates in junior high school, and they also knew the guy from another school who had just come to cause trouble.
Girl A asked in a low voice: "Zongbei, does that guy just now have any grudge against Brother Huo?"
"Em..." Zongbei nodded awkwardly.
Something did happen between He Xiezhou and Jiang Zhihuo. He only knew the general outline of the incident and was not very clear about the details.
Zong Bei became familiar with Jiang Zhihuo when he was in the third year of junior high school, when his homeroom teacher started a one-on-one learning assistance program.
Before this, he only had one impression of this school bully who always slept in class, was always late, and often skipped classes.
-Fear.
The reason was simple. In the second year of junior high school, Jiang Zhihuo beat up He Xiezhou, the son of a class teacher.
No one knows the specific reason. The school has never told anyone. Jiang Zhihuo and He Xiezhou are not in the same class, so no one knows why they have a conflict.
All everyone knew was that Jiang Zhihuo beat someone up outside school. I heard that the beating was extremely bad, with a swollen face and nose, and one of his feet was sprained so he couldn't walk.
Jiang Zhihuo was called to the Academic Affairs Office many times during those days. Everyone thought he was going to be in trouble because he beat someone, and the person he beat was the son of a class teacher. It was said that the son was a relative of some school leader. There was no need to wait for the result, because he would definitely be expelled or suspended from classes.
Unexpectedly, after going back a few times, Jiang Zhihuo was not in any trouble at all. Not only was he not punished, he didn't even have to write a letter of apology. In the end, it was the head teacher and He Xiezhou who left.
Everyone was young at that time, and Jiang Zhihuo himself did not explain much. Seeing such a result, everyone had only one thought - Jiang Zhihuo must have a strong background, because he did not receive any punishment for beating someone and even kicked that person out of the school.
No one can mess with him!
Since then, his reputation as a school bully has been firmly established in the school, and no one dares to talk to Jiang the school bully anymore. Even the teachers have begun to ignore him and let him skip classes without saying a word.
As a classmate, Munebe was also scared at first.
He was sitting close to Jiang Zhihuo, and he could not forget the day when the fight was rumored. Jiang Zhihuo walked into the classroom wearing a dirty school uniform jacket, and lay directly on the table, his whole body cold.
It was not until the third year of junior high school, when Zong Bei and Jiang Zhihuo became familiar with each other, that he gradually felt that the rumors in the school were really unreliable. Brother Huo was obviously enthusiastic, cheerful and righteous, and the rumors about him fighting and chasing people away must be a misunderstanding.
But in fact, people didn't dare to contact Jiang Zhihuo at that time. Besides the rumor that he had a strong background and that one should never provoke him, there was another rumor as well.
"I heard that Jiang Zhihuo is a homosexual. He Xiezhou said that he was... having an affair with Zhu You from our class. Zhu You admitted that he is gay. Jiang Zhihuo did it for Zhu You."
There is no differentiation in junior high school, and the number of alphas and omegas is very small. As for sexual orientation, most people are accustomed to distinguishing from the beta perspective, and still divide them into boys and girls.
At that time, Zongbei just wanted to study quietly and stay away from the school bully. He hid the rumors and his fear of the school bully well and did not show it.
But that day, he actually saw two people walking together in an alley near the school, not too close nor too far away.
Zhu You was a head shorter than Jiang Zhihuo. He walked on his left side and reached out to hold the corner of his clothes.
This action was not considered too ambiguous, but after being exaggerated by the homosexual rumors, it seemed wrong no matter how you looked at it.
No one dared to ask in front of Jiang Xiaoba, and Jiang Zhihuo naturally did not explain the rumor in detail.
But then one day, classmate Zhu You stopped coming to school.
As a qualified friend, Zong Bei never mentioned these things in front of Jiang Zhihuo from beginning to end. Brother Huo was the Brother Huo he knew, not the Brother Huo in the rumors, and many years had passed. These words were later overshadowed by the fact that "Jiang the school bully actually barely made it into Lincheng No. 1 Middle School."
Besides, wasn't Huo still chasing after the school beauty a while ago? How could he be gay
"I'm not sure about the details." Zongbei said truthfully.
By the time he finished his recollections, Girl A no longer cared about the grudges she had with the guy from another school. She stared straight at the two people opposite her who were illuminated by the lighting.
Jiang Zhihuo was still carefully applying the wet wipes with his lips tightly pursed.
Yan Mu raised his hand, rubbed his hair, and explained: "I dare not tell you."
Jiang Zhihuo looked at him and said solemnly, "Then there's no need to say anything."
Girl A: “Oh!”
The school bully feels sorry for the academic genius!
The god of study kills by patting his head!
It's so good!!
Jiang Zhihuo didn't care about He Xiezhou's affairs. Let him be. He could beat him up at the beginning, and he could beat him up a second time now.
After returning to his residence, Jiang Zhihuo lay on his side on the bed and opened the browser search bar.
“Red marks on hands after touching them”
"Touch the Red Mark"
"Can't Touch"
Jiang Zhihuo changed a round of keywords, but none of the pop-up web pages were related to it. Some said it was an allergy, some said it was a stress response, but stress response only targets behavior and will not produce red marks. Other than that, all of them were advertisements for treatment.
I searched for a long time but found nothing. There is no such statement or case.
Jiang Zhihuo threw his phone aside and put his arms over his eyes to block the light.
You are so stupid. If you are sick, do you still go to Baidu
The red mark couldn't have appeared for no reason. There must be a triggering condition. Yan Mu never told him, only that there was no cure.
Is it a coincidence that the red marks appeared after encountering Hexiezhou
But the last time the red mark appeared, Yan Mu didn't touch anything, only people.
But it is also unreasonable to assume that "you can't touch others, otherwise you will get hurt."
He could touch Yan Mu, they slept in the same bed, and they had such intimate contact, even if they fought, Yan Mu would be fine.
"… "
Forget it, forget it, no one is in a hurry, why worry about it!
Jiang Zhihuo patted his face, took his change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower, blow-dried his hair, hung his clothes to dry, and lay on the bed, not closing his eyes for a long time.
Although he comforted himself in that way, Jiang Zhihuo still knew why he cared about this matter.
There is no mention of cases on the Internet that cannot be touched, but he has seen people with this disease.
Brother Qin cannot be touched by anyone.
At first, Qin Mu told him that this was the reason why he couldn't go out. At that time, he didn't know anything and joked that Young Master Qin was spoiled and that Mother Qin raised him too well.
Qin Mu was so angry that he ignored him for several days.
But at a piano competition a few days later, a little girl about their age went on stage with Qin Mu. The girl held Qin Mu's hand, but Qin Mu shook it off as if he was burned by fire.
After getting off the stage, Yun Zhou saw that the palms and backs of Brother Qin's hands were red and painful, and his arms were twitching.
He immediately apologized to Brother Qin.
Later, he tried not to touch him because it would hurt, and when he had to touch him, he would wear gloves.
He couldn't bear to see Brother Qin in pain.
Jiang Zhihuo sighed, drove away an almost impossible idea from his mind, forced himself to collect his thoughts, close his eyes and go to sleep.
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(Oh! I miscalculated and didn’t write about kisses and kisses!!! Ahhh, I’m so angry!!)
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