The cool wind blown by the electric fan blows away the sweltering heat in the heart.
Rong Wan tried his best not to show it, but the corners of his mouth still raised higher and higher, and finally he couldn't help grinning.
This afternoon, the electric fan was blowing on him alone, and it was extremely cool, but after the blowing, he felt a little embarrassed when he was done, so he turned the fan back——
Otherwise, looking at the postures of those boys sweating profusely, he was really afraid that those boys would take off their shoes in the classroom because of the heat, and that would not be a trivial matter of severe air pollution.
This week passed like this. According to Henggao's practice, there will be a holiday on Sunday night, and the students will go back to their respective homes.
As soon as school was over in the afternoon, before the sun set, the children in the class became restless. One and two made an appointment to play ball and eat skewers in the evening.
After Rong finished packing his things, he glanced at Yuan Yun who was still writing the topic quietly and indifferently. Finally, there was a slight cool breeze blowing on him outside the window. There was no smell of boy's sweat, only a faint smell of clean washing powder penetrated into his body. Finish the tip of the nose.
He had a total of three sets of papers at hand, and if he had finished writing them all, he would not go back until eight or nine o'clock, which means that he would go back after the normal evening self-study.
Rong Wan actually wanted to stay with him for a while longer, but couldn’t bear it. His friend Jing Yizhi outside the window kept urging him to play basketball—Qi Yizhi liked playing basketball the most, and went to the playground every day. Several friends have been waiting for a few days to finish playing basketball. If they don't play a game with them today, I'm afraid it will arouse their suspicion.
The boy outside shouted: "Jing Yizhi, come here! You are not even enthusiastic about basketball, so you must be fucking with a girl, right?!"
Seeing that their words were getting more and more outrageous, Rong Wan quickly picked up his schoolbag and rushed out: "Here we come, stop yelling."
After Rong finished playing basketball, he was not as good as Jing Yizhi, barely showing any flaws, was laughed at by the group of friends, and just now planned to go home with his schoolbag on his shoulders. Before he went back, he went to the classroom on the third floor to take a look, and he was relieved when he saw that Yuan Yun's seat was empty.
The family is still gloomy, because of the matter of grandpa's surgery.
After Rong finished eating, he couldn't eat. Although he had no relationship with Grandpa Jing Yizhi whom he hadn't met much, he still had a good impression of Jingmu, who was like a fairy. Seeing that Jingmu's eyes were always red, he I don't know how to comfort him. So he could only finish his meal in suspense, and was urged by Father Jing to obediently go upstairs to do his homework.
The weekend homework was finished quickly, and the phone was still buzzing. He couldn't help but took out the phone and opened the class group—
There are fifty-four people in the class, and Yuan Yun must be there.
Soon, Rong Wan kept sliding down, and saw a blank avatar at the bottom. Others were followed by "Tucao" and "Bubbling", and the suffix behind him was "Shen Yin". , without saying a word.
Rong Wan poked open the lonely profile picture, and added him with Jing Yizhi's QQ account. As a result, it failed for half a day. Rong Wan had expected this to happen a long time ago, and he didn't feel discouraged at all. Instead, he clicked on a few avatars who kept sending messages to him.
One of them was a friend of Jing Yizhi, who asked him to continue playing basketball next week, and Rong Wan replied briefly.
The other is Qiu Yaru from the class, who still asked about that matter: I forgot to ask you during the day, why did you move back again
That girl Qiu Yaru is quite nice, she looks carefree, but in fact she is very sensitive, she seems to always suspect that Yuan Yun is intimidating Rong Wan, Rong Wan felt that it was necessary to clarify with her, so she typed a line and sent it: My deskmate is really It's pretty good, don't think about this and that all the time, I'm happy to sit there and make friends with him, so don't try to persuade him.
Qiu Yaru quickly sent over a series of ellipsis, and then said: Where should I go? I really didn't see it.
Rong finished reading this line and was about to blow Yuan Yun to the sky, the mother outside the scene knocked on the door, and said softly: "Baby, wash the fruit, come down and eat something."
"Okay!" Rong Wan hurriedly replied.
Father Jing's stern voice came: "Jing Yizhi, stop playing with the computer for me! Now! Immediately! Come down and eat! Don't give your mother a sore throat!"
Rong Wan had no choice but to hastily type a line, send it, and then put down the phone to open the door.
When he reached the stairs, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he hurried back to the room and picked up his phone to have a look.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Rong Wan: "I rely on you, why didn't you remind me?"
The system hesitated to speak: "...you type too fast and I don't have time..."
- My deskmate is good everywhere, especially handsome, I like handsome ones, how about it? [proud]
This sentence was sent to that blank avatar who didn't know when it was added!
Seeing that he didn't go down, Jing's father was still yelling, Rong Wan was holding the phone, his face flushed, and there were ten thousand words in his heart, he planned to take his time in this life, but is it too slow? How can I not die? I sent the words to the protagonist, what should the protagonist think? Isn't this a declaration of straight gays
But maybe Yuan Yun didn't see it, it's too late to cancel now, but it's still too late to delete friends.
Just when Rong Wan was seriously thinking about whether to directly pull this blank avatar into the blacklist—
Yuan Yun was typing slowly, and then replied:
"..."
When I went to school again on Monday, Rong Wan was still thinking about sending the wrong message, and Jing's mother was a little depressed because of Grandpa's incident, and the assistant was busy looking for an authoritative doctor and busy with Jing's father. For company matters, he stayed up late for several days in a row, so he didn't bother his assistant to put him down to buy breakfast halfway.
When entering the classroom, it is empty-handed.
It started to rain again this week, and there was a traffic jam on the road. He was already late, but he sneaked back to his seat through the back door, and found that the seat at the same table was still vacant—Yuan Yun always came early, and he was almost the first one to come to the unshakable class. The few of you didn't come today? ! Did something happen
A bad premonition suddenly rose in Rong Wan's heart, but Yuan Yun's trash father should have not come back from other provinces at this moment. Woolen cloth
In short, Rong Wan was very uneasy. The first class was math class. The teacher came over to give a lecture soon, and there was an empty seat behind. The young teacher saw it and acted as if he didn't. Big family, if you don't come to school, it will save trouble. Seeing that Yuan Yun didn't come, the other students were much more emotional, and only Rong Wan was worried.
But fortunately, after 20 minutes of class, Yuan Yun came.
Because of the rain outside, he was completely soaked, with a schoolbag on one shoulder, and he came in through the back door quietly, except for the cold aura that made the students in the back row shiver, and all of them turned their heads carefully to peek at him .
Rong Wan quickly moved to the aisle and got out of the way.
Without raising his eyelids, he lowered his head and returned to his seat.
"What are you looking at, continue to class!" The young teacher frowned, and the students quickly turned their heads away.
Rong Wan stared at Yuan Yun, saw that his jet-black hair and crow feather eyelashes were dripping water, and after sitting down, he just took a towel and wiped his hair casually, his heart was inexplicably angry, he had already given him an umbrella, he was very No, you have to get wet in the rain and get sick!
But soon after Rong finished thinking so, he moved his eyes to Yuan Yun's arm, and suddenly found a long bloody wound from the arm to the elbow—
Hold! Rong Wan was taken aback, how did he open it? !
The wound looked very similar to the scar that was about to scar on Yuan Yun's right hand before, as if it had been cut open by a sharp knife or glass, and it was deeper and longer than the previous one, dripping blood along the rain , the skin and flesh are turned outward, which looks shocking.
After Rong Wan's throat was choked and panicked, he asked in a low voice, "What's going on on the arm?"
Yuan Yun looked a little colder than yesterday, without raising his head, he wrapped his arm roughly with a towel, and stopped the bleeding, so he didn't care about it anymore, and opened the book by himself. With his movements, the arm should be extremely painful, but he didn't frown, and there was no expression on his face.
Rong Wan didn't expect him to say anything, and asked the system directly.
The system checked and said, "His father came back last night, and the two had a fight."
Rong Wan: "In the original text, didn't his father come back only during the winter vacation?"
The system said: "It seems that something has been left behind, come back temporarily to pick it up."
"..." Rong Wan suddenly became angry, thinking of killing Yuan Yun's father for a moment.
But he calmly thought about it. Installing a monitor at home to record evidence and then calling the police, Yuan Yun did this when he was a child, it was useless, the police didn’t care about this level of domestic violence, they only focused on mediation if they didn’t kill anyone, and when they went back they only It will make the original father worse.
So what about begging Father Jing for help? Father Jing is a businessman, although he loves Jing Yizhi to the bottom of his heart, he will never take care of other people's messes. This is a fucking dead end—unless something else is planted on the original father.
Rong Wan stared at the wound on Yuan Yun's arm, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.
Yuan Yun seemed to feel that his deskmate had been staring at him, frowned, and turned his head to take a look at Rong—he was startled for a moment.
My eyes are red.
After Rong saw him looking over, he hurriedly sniffed, turned on the phone and looked at himself, and found himself in a mess. It's over, it's embarrassing and embarrassing!
But his heart was so sore that he couldn't speak, as if he was caught by some hand, making him breathless, and the red circles under his eyes persisted for a long time.
Yuan Yun kept watching him take out a tissue to wipe his nose, his fingers pinching the book were extremely stiff, and he didn't turn the pages for a long time.
"I have this, let me fix your wound." After adjusting his mood, Rong Wan took out the bandages and disinfectant iodine that he had prepared for emergency use from his schoolbag. Yuan Yun frowned and looked at him. Now he didn't care whether Yuan Yun resisted or not, in short, he had to take the medicine today, as soon as he held Yuan Yun's hand, he immediately felt Yuan Yun's whole body tense up.
Yuan Yun came back to his senses, immediately went to hold Rong Wan's hand holding the cotton swab, and gave Rong Wan a warning look.
After breaking the jar, he lowered his voice and said in a hoarse voice, "Why don't you do it yourself, but can you do it with one hand? I just want to help you, or do you want to become disabled?"
After speaking, he savagely pulled Yuan Yun's arm, applied medicine to the long wound extremely quickly, and bandaged it up, all done in one go. After all, it was practiced in the previous life.
Yuan Yun held one hand in Rong Wan's arms and bandaged him, his whole body was as stiff as a slate, he stared at the corners of Rong Wan's red eyes, his whole body was extremely depressive, indifferent and sharp, slowly like a hole in the tight paper, Dazed...and a little helpless appeared in his pitch-black eyes—he didn't move any more, his eyes were lowered, and he stared at Rong Wan without turning his eyes.
It wasn't until Rong finished taking the medicine and raised his head that he hurriedly moved his eyes away.
The movement of two people pulling each other was neither big nor small. The students in front didn't notice it, but the math teacher on the podium couldn't see it. It's just that the math teacher was very young and didn't want to cause trouble, so he turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.
After bandaging, Rong finished sitting back, heaved a sigh of relief, and ignored Yuan Yun.
But Yuan Yun stared at the white gauze on his arm, and didn't write a single word in the whole class. Why... did you cry