Jiang Huai narrowed his eyes and looked at Bo Jian with piercing eyes: "What's wrong with me?"
Bo Jian didn't answer, just looked down at him.
Jiang Huai met Bo Jian's eyes, turned his head away impatiently, and pushed Bo Jian away: "Don't get in the way, I have to go to the moral education director's office."
Bo Jian grabbed Jiang Huai's wrist again.
Jiang Huai wanted to smoke, but Bo Jian didn't let him do it this time. Jiang Huai seemed to be scalded, showing a trace of anger: "Are you fucking sick? Why are you holding me back?"
It was past 1:30, and the number of people in the classroom gradually increased. There are people coming and going in the corridor outside the back door. Jiang Huai didn't pull his hand back, so he kept it away from his side, keeping the desk in the way. But his complexion was very bad: "Bo Jian, I don't want to fight with you, you let go."
Bo Jian lifted his lips: "Protect yourself first, okay?"
Bo Jian's palm was very hot, and he was holding Jiang Huai's wrist. His fingers are slender, and he can hold Jiang Huai's wrist with more than enough room.
Because of yesterday's idiot mark, Jiang Huai was thinking about something that he himself felt dizzy, unreasonable, and very absurd in this very wrong situation...
Embrace Bo Jian. Closer, further touches him.
It's crazy.
Jiang Huai never thought that the stamina of a temporary mark would be so damn outrageous... His brain hadn't accepted it yet, but his body was almost fucking recognizing Bo Jian as his Alpha.
He's not so stupid that he doesn't know anything about AO.
But what Jianghuai has read, learned about, and heard of, has never said that the stamina of the temporary mark is so outrageous.
Jiang Huai lowered his head and said without emotional ups and downs: "You let go."
Bo Jian still didn't let go.
Jiang Huai snorted: "The strong don't need protection."
"Won't it hurt?" Bo Jian asked.
"Won't."
"Not afraid?"
"Won't."
Bo Jian looked at him: "Jiang Huai, you are talking about stones, not strong people."
Jiang Huai finally got impatient. He used his other hand to push away the hand that was blocked by him under the desk, finger by finger: "Good student, if you have this time, why not do two more sets of questions. Don't waste time with me, it's pointless." .”
Bo gradually let go.
Jiang Huai turned around and went out the back door.
The fight at noon was on the basketball court, and many people saw it. So JAC has nothing to worry about.
No. 4 Middle School students can't be managed by No. 2 Middle School. But those who sneak in from outside the school are all treated as punks.
Just because of this incident, Jiang Huai guessed that the old wall to the west of the back door would not be able to be preserved, thanks to the idiots of Broken Eyebrow. It is not a trivial matter to get into the school with punks. In all likelihood, the school will tear down that wall and rebuild the iron fence this time.
However, ordinary iron fences are meant to block ordinary students, but they still cannot stop Jianghuai.
Jiang Huai was not in a hurry, and went to the toilet to wash his face first. Just wait for Lin Fei to come to him.
Lin Fei came to him, and Wei Heping would send him a message. He doesn't want to go back to the classroom now, he doesn't want to see Bo Jian.
Ten past two.
Jiang Huai followed behind Lin Fei, and Lao Lin pushed the door of the director's office.
As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Huai was stunned for a moment... The chairman of the student union is actually in the director's office. Bo Jian sat on the sofa next to the coffee table in the director's office, with a pen and a file board with paper sandwiched between them.
Bo Jian raised his head slightly, looked at Lin Fei, and got up: "Hi, teacher."
The director of moral education has not come yet.
Lin Fei closed the door with a sullen face. He nodded to Bo Jian, then turned around and looked at Jiang Huai with his hands behind his back: "Jiang Huai, what happened at noon?"
As soon as he came to school in the afternoon, some colleagues told him that Jianghuai in your class had gotten into trouble again.
This is another word, which really makes people angry when they hear it.
"After school at noon, a few hooligans entered the school over the wall." Jiang Huai said.
Lin Fei: "Not a student of No. 2 Middle School?"
"One is from No. 4 Middle School, and the others are not students."
Lin Fei asked: "What are they doing here? They came here specifically to fight with you?? Do you know them?"
"It's not acquaintance." Jiang Huai slightly bent his right leg and knee, without much expression, "It's a little festive."
Lin Fei was silent for a while. This is the first time he has seen students from other schools come to fight with students from his own school... This situation is also difficult for the school to handle.
Lin Fei asked: "Then did you do it?"
Jianghuai is difficult to deal with, but it is honest. It's a headache to be honest. "Moved."
According to the school teacher's routine, Jianghuai predicted that Lao Lin's next sentence would be "the consequences of fighting at school are very serious, do you know?"
But Lao Lin remained silent for a while, and looked at Jiang Huai suspiciously: "You can beat one of four people?"
JAC: "..."
"Never." Jiang Huai could only say.
Lao Lin: "Then you were beaten up by four people at noon?"
JAC: "..."
Lin Fei's two questions, each of which made Jiang Huai feel as if he was a rookie who had no power to restrain himself and could only be beaten severely, which was very shameless.
Jiang Huai said: "I ran away, and I fought back." After a short pause, he felt the need to add, "They attacked first, and I was acting in self-defense."
stadium. Zhao Tianqing took the ice coke thrown to him by his basketball teammate, and exclaimed, "Fuck, Jianghuai is really fucking awesome."
Teammates came over and sat down: "What's wrong?"
"Isn't there a fight on the basketball court at noon today? I'm on the basketball court, and Jianghuai is the one fighting." Zhao Tianqing said.
"Jianghuai is fighting again??"
"I don't think it's Jianghuai's fault for this." Zhao Tianqing pulled the tab of the Coke can, gulped and continued, "Our basketball team practiced well at noon, and a few scoops came over, wearing our school uniforms , but I haven’t seen them, and I don’t even know them. Looking at them like that, they have a relationship with Jianghuai.”
"And then? How many people? Didn't Jianghuai just beat Omega, he can beat others?"
"You didn't fucking go to see it!" Zhao Tianqing said, "You don't say that when you go!"
"Oh, are you still playing hard?"
"It doesn't matter if the fights are serious or not," Zhao Tianqing said with a raised finger, "The walls are three or four meters high, and the walls are all flat. Let's talk about going up... you can do it?"
The teammate was stunned for a while, but didn't understand: "Huh?"
Zhao Tianqing said: "Do you know what it means for the king to walk away? Climb the wall with empty hands, and those few people didn't touch Jianghuai when they came up to them. It's good to see their faces. They still fight, fight against the air?"
The teammates were also stunned: "So awesome? Flying over the wall?"
Zhao Tianqing said, "It's almost there."
Teammate: "Then this is monkey walking? Walking for noon? Didn't you say there was a fight?"
"Later, I couldn't move anymore, so I just hit for a while." Zhao Tianqing didn't hold back his laughter.
"... How do you sound like playing ball? Can you still play for a while?"
Zhao Tianqing: "No. It was a real fight, but it was quite interesting. Neither side was wooing, and some people saw blood... Later, the teacher and security guards came, and a large group of classmates watched. I don't think the group of scoundrels belonged to our school. , took off their school uniforms and ran away."
The teammate was stunned for a while: "Is there anyone else seeing blood?"
"Yeah. Jianghuai used a steel bar removed from a waste ball basket to open a man with a missing eyebrow."
"If you don't make a move, the school will monitor whoever makes a move. It's useless if you say it." Lin Fei looked Jiang Huai from head to toe, paused for a few seconds, and asked in a bad tone, "Are you injured?"
Bo Jian glanced at Jiang Huai.
"I was kicked a few times," Jiang Huai said.
Lin Fei frowned: "Where did you kick? Are you injured?"
Jiang Huai was silent for a while, then said: "I was kicked on the back, and my knee may be broken."
Lin Fei bowed his head: "You roll up your trousers and let me see."
Jiang Huai squatted down slowly, and rolled up his trousers section by section.
Before reaching his knees, Bo Jian caught a glimpse of the blood that was rubbed down.
Lao Lin raised his hand: "There's no need to pull it." He pointed to the office door with his chin, "Go to the infirmary now."
Jiang Huai stood up: "Aren't you waiting for the director to come?"
"Go to the infirmary to deal with yourself first." Lin Fei frowned more and more tightly, as if he didn't like Jiang Huai, "After you deal with yourself, we can talk about other things."
"Oh."
Lin Fei turned his head to look at Bo Jian: "Bo Jian, what is the director looking for you for?"
Bo Jian's tone was polite: "If there is a fight between classmates, the student union representative will record the situation. I'm here to prepare to record Jianghuai's demerits."
Lin Fei snorted, but in a low voice: "I haven't figured it out yet, it's very positive that you came here to get the punishment." He turned his head and glanced at Jianghuai, and warned him: "Go to the infirmary, don't go to the infirmary. I don’t know where I’m going… You go back to work and find Xu Wenyang, and let him go with you.”
Bo Jian smiled slightly: "Mr. Lin, I can accompany Jiang Huai to the infirmary."
JAC: "No need..."
Lin Fei turned his head again: "Okay, you go as you go. Take good care of him," he warned Bo Jian again, "If you two cut me out of class again, no matter what the reason, I will stop class for three days and go home to reflect, do you hear me?"
JAC: "..."
Bo Jian nodded politely: "Okay, teacher."
In the infirmary is a short-haired female teacher in her thirties. She looked at Jiang Huai, then at Bo Jian, she knew Bo Jian: "Who are you two, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Huai kept a distance of one meter away from Bo Jian. He took an extra step to avoid Bo Jian: "I'm bruised, I'm here to buy some medicine."
"Where is the scratch?"
"knee."
"The stool is there, sit down and roll up your trouser legs."
The trouser legs were rolled up. The female doctor gasped: "Oh, how did you knock, where is it so serious?"
Fortunately, this classmate was wearing a pair of dark pants, otherwise he would have been soaked in blood. It was a flesh wound, but it looked particularly horrific. The blood was just half dry, and it dripped down before the traces were seen.
Jiang Huai didn't speak. The female doctor turned around and went to the medicine cabinet to get povidone iodine and cotton swabs: "You have knocked so badly, I will disinfect you first, and then apply medicine and bandage it up."
The female doctor asked again: "Is there any other injury?"
Jianghuai: "No."
Bo Jian: "Back."
Jiang Huai looked up at Bo Jian. Bo Jian lowered his head, but his expression was unmoved: "Pick up the back of your clothes and check."
The female doctor came over: "Is your back hurt too? Let me see."
The female doctor opened the back of Jianghuai's sweater. Jiang Huai stared at Bo Jian.
Bo Jian lowered his eyes: "Is there something on my face?"
Jiang Huai twitched the corner of his mouth: "No."
The female doctor asked, "How long has it been?"
"..."
"I asked how long has your back been bruised? Did you just hit it at noon?"
"Um."
The female doctor sighed... It doesn't look like it was knocked down, it looks like it was crushed by an electric car. Where can I hit my back and knees at the same time
"Take off your clothes and apply a cold compress to your back. I'll apply safflower oil to you later."
Jiang Huai turned his head: "..."
Female doctor: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Huai turned his head back again and didn't speak.
The female doctor guessed: "Excuse me? There is an inner room in the infirmary, and no one else can get in after closing the door... You knocked on your back, and you can't fix it unless others help you."
"Teacher, let me help him. It will be more convenient."
The boy's voice is clear and gentle, and his tone of speaking always carries the elegance of a well-educated family.
Jiang Huai raised his head again and looked at Bo Jian: "You are so convenient."
Bo Jian looked down at him: "I'm very convenient."
"roll."
"You are my back desk, I can't leave you alone."
"... fuck you."
Jiang Huai wanted to stand up, but before he did, the female doctor raised her voice: "Don't move! I'm going to put iodophor on your knee!" Jiang Huai held back the small bench, and the female doctor frowned and said, "He is also kind enough to help, the president of the student union What a busy day, classmate, pay attention to your quality."
JAC: "..."
"click". The door of the medical room was locked.
Jiang Huai stood in the room expressionlessly.
Bo Jian looked at him: "Take it off."
"..."
Jiang Huai wanted to turn his back... In fact, there was nothing to see in front of the man, he just didn't want to see Bao Jian's face. But just because the man has nothing to look at, turning his back on him makes him look special.
The strong take off their clothes and still cover up
He is not Bo Jian.
Fingertips touched the bottom corner of the sweater, Jiang Huai lowered his eyes, lifted the sweater up, and took it off from above.
Jiang Huai shook slightly, and goose bumps appeared on his arms.
Jiang Huai felt that Bo Jian's eyes flicked past him briefly.
In fact, Bo Jian had seen it.
Just haven't seen it face to face. Last time, Jiang Huai turned on the wrong video call while taking a shower, and turned it off after a minute or so.
Bo Jian narrowed his eyes and looked very calm, his Adam's apple rolled slightly: "Go and lie down on the bed." He said without pausing, "I'll put an ice pack on you."
"Yeah." Jiang Huai was also strange, and settled down tacitly.
The bed is very narrow. It is a single bed.
Bo Jian watched as Jiang Huai put his other knee against the edge of the bed, turned his back to him, and slowly lay down. His waist is also very narrow, and his waist is arched, especially when his back is turned to the past. It didn't take long, less than two hours, and the bruises hadn't fully appeared, there were only little bruises, and the pale skin was flushed in patches.
Jiang Huai pressed the obstructive pillow on the bed under his chin, and bent his elbows. The pads of his fingers pinched the edge of the pillow so tightly that it turned white.
When Bo Jian put on the first ice pack, Jiang Huai shivered suddenly from the cold, and blurted out: "Fuck, don't..."
He swallowed.
Bo Jian's movements paused for a while, and he played it softer, and his voice was also very soft: "Be patient. Bear with it, and you'll be fine once you get used to it."
Even when talking, the room is too quiet. Or... I am restless, so I feel that the surroundings are too quiet and I am not satisfied.
Bo Jian's eyes stopped on the complete bite mark on the back of Jiang Huai's neck.
Bo Jian's touch was invisible, and his perception was magnified countless times, which was fed back to Jiang Huai.
Bo Jian is putting ice packs on. Bo Jian's fingers, Bo Jian's wrist, Bo Jian's sleeves, Bo Jian's voice... The voice of speaking was close to the sound of breathing. And when he touched him, there was a sudden and extremely noisy sound, which was obviously silent.
The ice pack was cold, but Jiang Huai felt that he was getting hot.
He gripped the pillow tightly.
"Pain?" Bo Jian asked.
"bother."
"What's bothering you?"
Jiang Huai said coldly, "I'm bothering you."
Bo Jian laughed: "The strong also get annoyed?"
Jiang Huai turned his head, expressionless: "Can you leave a quiet space for the patient?"
Bo gradually bent the corners of his lips: "Okay."
The pungent smell of safflower oil permeated the air. Used ice packs are neatly placed.
Bo Jian asked slowly, "Are you going to lie down or sit up?"
Jiang Huai lay on the bed wearily: "That's it."
Bo Jian's hands are beautiful. This is not only because he was pampered and pampered, but also because his hand bones are extremely well-proportioned and slender from the wrist to the knuckles. Bo Jian is very clean, and his hands are always clean.
Jiang Huai was thinking that he might be out of his mind, and at the same time sketched Bao Jian's hands in his mind.
Hand total fucking has nothing to do with pheromone glands.
Bo Jian pressed his fingertips on Jiang Huai's waist: "Does it hurt?"
Jiang Huai didn't even hum.
Bo Jian's thumb moved down the thin spine inch by inch inadvertently: "Tell me about the pain."
The boy lay prone on the bed, his waist naturally sunken down. Up is the spine, down is the...
Bo Jian paused, and poured out some safflower oil.
He could feel that the Jianghuai people were tense. It was not much different from when we first met, they were all tensed up, as if they would push him aside in the next second.
But Bo Jian didn't know that what Jiang Huai was thinking about now was not how to push him aside, but how to control himself from the urge to attack Bo Jian.
Jianghuai has always been extremely active, and also seeking excitement, extremely reckless... so this kind of impulse is extremely difficult to bear.
He wondered if he was sick in his head, he thought he would hold back his mother if he died, and wondered why he had to endure it
Bo Jian spread his hands flat, and gently stroked Jiang Huai's back.
Jiang Huai snorted.
Bo Jian stopped: "Does it hurt?"
But Jianghuai didn't say a word.
Until Bo Jian screwed up the safflower oil bottle, he went to the sink beside him to wash his hands.
But Jiang Huai put on his sweater and just sat on the bed without moving.
Bo Jian heard him ask: "Bo Jian, have you tagged anyone before?"
Bo Jian turned off the faucet, he wiped his fingers clean, and looked sideways at the back of Jiang Huai's head: "No." He said it.
Jiang Huai didn't turn his head: "Then do you have any friends who have made temporary marks for others?"
"I don't know." He chuckled lightly, "Even if there is, there is no need to discuss this topic, exchange experiences with each other?"
He walked to the bed and asked cryptically, "Are you still not feeling well about what happened yesterday?"
Jiang Huai finally raised his head and looked at Bo Jian: "The temporary mark will make Alpha and Omega have a certain attraction to each other during the mark's existence, right?"
Bo gradually lowered his eyelashes: "Yes."
This "must" varies from person to person.
Jiang Huai was silent for a long time.
He stared at Bao Jian, lifted his lips and asked, "Bo Jian, am I attractive to you now?"
Bo Jian's Adam's apple rolled down. The hands beside him tightened. He didn't speak for the first time.
When he asked this sentence, Jiang Huai knew that he was crazy now.
When the marking period passes, this fucking will be a psychological shadow for him. He was in high school for three years, the psychological shadow of his middle school career. It may also be gradual. Injure eight hundred enemies, one thousand self-injury, and die together.
This is probably what Chairman Bo said about the Belt and Road, common prosperity.
Bo Jian was suddenly grabbed by Jiang Huai's hand.
Jiang Huai looked at his hands for a long time. Bo Jian didn't take back his hand, Ren Jianghuai took his hand and just asked, "Why..."
The words did not come out. Jiang Huai stood up, the sweater collar hadn't been neatly tidied up, Bo Jian could see the hickey-like bite mark on the back of Jiang Huai's neck as soon as he lowered his eyes. The trouser legs were still rolled up, and I didn't have time to put them down.
Jiang Huai just hugged him. Hugging his neck tightly, the words were almost worn out between the teeth, and whispered: "Bo Jian, you are attractive to me."
Doing an unreasonable thing, Jiang Huai's mind is exceptionally clear.
He thought, after hugging him, it doesn't matter if he kisses again.
As if a feather fell to the ground, Jiang Huai kissed Bo Jian's cheek that was close to the corner of his mouth: "Today is very strong."
The author has something to say: JAC: The dog persecuted me :)
This article is also known as "The History of the Destruction of the Strong"