Those who are reasonable will never be able to defeat those who are shameless.
Sun Fuan was speechless for a moment, then glanced at Xie Ruan. Seeing that there was no resistance on his face, he ignored him.
Forget it, let the kids deal with their own issues. It doesn't take long to make a blackboard newspaper anyway, so just treat it as a combination of work and rest.
Thinking of this, Sun Fuan coughed and said sternly: "Then you can do it yourself, but one thing you must pay attention to is not to do it too late, so as not to affect the class the next day."
Bo Jin nodded: "Yes, sir."
Sun Fuan gave him a few more instructions, stood at the door and caught two students who wanted to bring snacks to the classroom, gave them a good lesson in education, and then left with a sense of unfulfilled desire.
After he left, Xie Ruan slapped away Bo Jin's hand on her shoulder, with a complicated expression.
He felt that he might be... wrong. Judging from Bo Jin's words and actions, he didn't look like someone suffering from depression.
Before that, he made some cram school on depression.
He knew that the biggest symptom of depression was being in a daze and having no interest in anything. But after observing for such a long time, he found that Bo Jin had nothing to do with this.
Not only is she always looking at the menu, but she also finds every opportunity to show off, and seems to be more active than him.
If it wasn't depression, why would he commit suicide
Xie Ruan couldn't figure it out.
He looked up at Bo Jin.
The boy has a straight nose and a casual look. When he noticed his gaze, he raised his eyebrows, revealing an unruly and handsome look.
Xie Ruan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if his chest was covered by a wet towel, and it was very stuffy.
Bo Jin should have had a bright future, full of glory and envied by everyone, instead of ending his short life before he even had time to take the exam as described in the book.
When he first regained consciousness, he only felt pity and regret for Bo Jin's death. But now, just thinking about that ending makes him feel a little breathless.
Xie Ruan calmed himself down and decided to find an opportunity to test him in the next few days.
Although he was already 70% sure, since it concerned Bo Jin's life, he dared not be careless.
Thinking of this, he looked up and asked Bo Jin: "What time do you want to finish tonight?"
Bo Jin did not answer but asked: "When do you usually go to bed the latest?"
The reason why he brought Xie Ruan along was to spend some time with him, not to take up his sleep time.
"No later than twelve o'clock," Xie Ruan said casually, "Why?"
"Then it'll be half past eleven." Bo Jin made the final decision.
Going back to the dormitory and washing up will definitely take half an hour.
He took this matter too seriously, and just wrote a few famous quotes. On the contrary, Xie Ruan, who participated in class construction for the first time, was a little hesitant: "Is there enough time? How about later?"
"Later?" Bo Jin.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xie Ruan with a groan: "Why, do you want to stay with me for a while?"
Xie Ruan: “…”
He was ashamed of himself for not being able to show off his ability anytime and anywhere.
Just as Xie Ruan was about to say something, the front door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and He Mingjie came in carrying a large bag of snacks.
"It was a close call," he patted his chest with lingering fear, "Luckily I reacted quickly and hid from Class 2 in time, otherwise I would have been caught by Old Sun on the spot."
Being scolded was nothing, he was tough and used to being scolded, so he didn't care about it at all. He was just afraid that Sun Fuan would take his things, he would be greedy for several days, and he would be angry if he didn't eat them right away!
He reached into his bag, pulled out a few bags of snacks, and gave them to Bo Jin, Xie Ruan, and the others: "Come on, come on, anyone who sees it gets a share."
Bo Jin glanced at the spicy strips on Xie Ruan's table and threw them back to He Mingjie: "Change to something sweet."
He Mingjie was stunned. He searched in the bag and asked, "Brother Bo, when did you start liking sweet things?"
It's no wonder he was surprised. Bo Jin is such a difficult person, but he is never picky when it comes to food.
He basically eats whatever he is given, even ginger in stir-fried dishes. This is the first time He Mingjie has seen him show such an obvious preference.
Sun Haoxiang and Pan Yu also looked over subconsciously, obviously having the same idea as He Mingjie.
Bo Jin said, “I don’t like it.”
Don't like it and want to change it? He Mingjie was wondering what this operation was, when he heard him continue: "Thank you Ruan for your likes."
He Mingjie, Sun Haoxiang, Pan Yu: "..."
Damn it, another day where I should stay under the table.
He Mingjie just felt choked and handed over a few egg yolk cakes with an expressionless face. After finishing the snacks in the bag, he returned to his seat.
"What's wrong with you today?" Sun Haoxiang said teasingly, chewing the rice crust. "Get rich?"
He Mingjie was a generous person, but his parents were strict. The living expenses that He's parents gave him every month were accurately calculated. It was just enough for him to eat and dress well, and there was still some surplus for him to spend.
When talking about this, He Mingjie chuckled, his face full of pride, "I did well in the exam this time, my mother gave me 500 for living expenses."
He was excited: "My mom said that if I can still get 600 by the end of the semester, she will take me to the north to see the snow!"
"Oh, that's great," Sun Haoxiang also liked snow, and immediately said, "Then I'll get a few in the final exam. When my mom sees my grades, she'll definitely agree to anything I ask for."
"Wow, your mom is just like mine, she only cares about grades. To be honest, she sometimes puts a lot of pressure on me."
"I'm under pressure, hahaha. I just ignore everything she says."
The two of them were sitting behind Xie Ruan, so even if they tried to listen, the conversation would still flow into their ears.
The expression on Xie Ruan's face gradually faded.
Sun Fuan sent the test results to the long group, but his mother still asked him about it.
Xie Ruan lowered his eyes, perhaps he didn't care, or maybe he blocked the group from seeing it, who knows.
Bo Jin, who was standing by, took in all his emotional changes. He then listened carefully to the conversation between Sun Haoxiang and He Mingjie, and thought about his state during the Yue holiday. He almost understood what was going on.
"Sun Haoxiang," Bo Jin interrupted his chatter and said calmly, "Old Sun said he would return your phone to you next week."
“Really?” Sun Haoxiang stood up in an instant, so happy that he wanted to do two somersaults on the spot. He immediately threw the previous topic behind his mind and howled at Bo Jin: “Thank you, Brother Bo, my Brother Bo is the best!”
Bo Jin ignored his madness, tore open the package of the egg yolk pastry and handed it to Xie Ruan: "Try it? This brand of egg yolk pastry is very good, not greasy at all, and the egg yolk inside is also very fragrant."
Xie Ruan took it, lowered his head and took a bite.
"Do you like the taste? If you do, I'll take you to Uncle Wang's place next time. Uncle Wang's cooking is amazing. When I was young, he was the head chef at a hotel, specializing in entertaining guests."
"Specially for entertaining guests?" Xie Ruan was a little curious.
"Well, when the reform and opening up just started..."
Xie Ruan's attention was gradually drawn away by him, and he became obsessed with Boss Wang's glorious past, and couldn't help thinking about the bad things in the past.
In the evening, after the second evening self-study get out of class, most people packed their bags and headed to the dormitory. However, Xie Ruan and Bo Jin did the opposite and went back to the class from the small classroom.
The blackboard at the back had been wiped clean by Pan Yu, and the colored chalks he was going to use were neatly stacked on the desk. It could be said that he was extremely thoughtful.
Xie Ruan put his schoolbag on the chair, rolled up his sleeves and looked at Bo Jin: "Come to work, what do I do?"
Bo Jin found it amusing to see him eager to try and get ready for a big fight, so he pretended to be silent and said, "As for you, let me think..."
After whetting Xie Ruan's appetite, he took out the new English test paper handed out today and said leisurely: "Do the reading comprehension and cloze test first."
Xie Ruan: “???”
Xie Ruan couldn't believe it: "I just do this?"
He didn't understand: "Since you don't need me, why did you ask me to come here?"
Bo Jinren: "Accompany me?"
Xie Ruan: “…”
Bo Jin coughed lightly, afraid that he would run away, and explained: "It's not time to color yet, so you should do the test paper first, and I'll call you when I need you."
Okay, let him speak sensible words. Xie Ruan opened the English paper, sat down and started to do the questions.
Bo Jin went to the back with the colored chalk.
He had already thought about how to arrange it, and since Sun Fuan didn't require aesthetics but only inspiration, he divided the areas almost instantly.
The two of them were concentrating on what they were doing. For a moment, the classroom was quiet and the only sound was the tapping of chalk on the blackboard.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Ruan finished the cloze test and reading comprehension. Just as he was about to do the multiple-choice questions, Bo Jin's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Xie Ruan, come and stamp it."
"What kind of seal?"
Xie Ruan walked over, not knowing why, and looked up at the half-finished blackboard newspaper. I have to admit that some people are fed by God.
He originally thought that Bo Jin's hard pen calligraphy was beautiful enough, and he thought that the blackboard writing would be nice too.
No wonder Sun Fuan asked him to write the blackboard newspaper. Even if there were nice patterns, most people would just take a look at the words.
only-
He pointed at the two characters that were definitely not small in the lower right corner of the blackboard and asked in confusion: "Why did you write our last names on them?"
After taking a closer look, as if discovering some weakness of Bo Jin, he said complacently: "Hey, how can you be so careless that you can even write your own last name wrong, missing a dot in the middle of the sentence."
Bo Jin pressed a piece of colored chalk into his hand and said, "Wrong."
He was clearly wrong, but he still refused to admit it. Xie Ruan clicked his tongue and was about to pull him over to take a closer look, but he found that Bo Jin was standing behind him for some reason.
The two people were very close, so close that Xie Ruan even had the illusion that she was being held in his arms.
Before he could step away, Bo Jin had already grasped his hand holding the chalk and guided him to add the last stroke of the character "薄".
Then, he heard his voice: "We stamp each other, and we are family."
Xie Ruan turned around a little slowly. What did he mean by this
Thinking of what happened before, Bo Jinren asked: "Are you qualified to read the information in that group?"
Xie Ruan never expected that he would suddenly bring up this matter. Even though so much time had passed, she still felt so embarrassed that her scalp was numb.
Thinking that Bo Jin was just making fun of him out of boredom, he asked, "What for?"
Bo Jin smiled: "It seems so. Then you should know that I grew up in an orphanage."
Xie Ruan was stunned for a while before she looked at his expression and nodded.
"Things," Bo Jin looked at his cautious look, afraid of hurting himself, and said kindly, "I don't mind. It's good to be alone. Some people are born with a weak relationship with their parents. This is the solution."
He lowered his eyes, looked into Xie Ruan's eyes, and said seriously: "So don't be upset about things that cannot be changed. If they treat you well, repay them. If they treat you badly, don't compromise."
After a while, she stretched out her hand and rubbed the top of his head: "If you feel sad or want to be praised, don't you still have me as your own?"
At this moment, Xie Ruan finally reacted.
Bo Jin must have seen the reason why he was in a bad mood before, so he used his own life experience to comfort him.
He always said that he wanted to save Bo Jin, but from the moment they met, it was clear that it was Bo Jin who had been helping him.
Xie Ruan's chest felt hot and his Adam's apple was throbbing. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.
He didn't want to be annoyed by his own pretentious and cowardly look, so he turned his face away and said "hmm" sullenly.
He remembered all the kindness Bo Jin had shown him, and even if it cost him his life, he would not let him end up like the one in the book.
The next day, Sun Fuan came to the classroom early.
When I saw that the blackboard newspaper was almost finished and was about to praise Bo Jin, I saw the two words in the lower right corner.
Sun Fuan: “…”
This was indeed their squad leader's style, and he wasn't surprised at all.
Sun Fuan walked up to Bo Jin, raised his eyelids and looked at him with disdain: "You even signed your name with your surname? What? Are you afraid that others won't know what you do?"
While Bo Jin was speaking, he just leaned lazily against the back of his chair and looked at Xie Ruan.
Xie Ruan's ears were burning with anger, and she raised her eyes to glare at him, asking him to restrain himself. But somehow, she came out as well.
Thanks to Bo Jin's endless tricks, Sun Fuan didn't care about this little episode at all, and other students naturally didn't mind their business.
So, those two words were preserved.
Xie Ruan could see it every time he opened the door, every time he turned back, and every time he glanced casually.
It was as if Bo Jin told him again and again that no matter what, he was still there.
The urgent desire to be recognized by his loved ones suddenly disappeared, because the lack of happiness in his heart was slowly made up by another person.