This is an anti-theft seal

In middle school, it seems that no matter which class I was in, there were always two types of beautiful girls. One was active and high-profile, and had a wide range of social interactions. Just like Zhao Xuer, she was very fun among the boys. She could call her out to eat and sing and make fun of the venue, or she could joke without any restraint. The moment was everyone's focus and topic center; the other was introverted and quiet. In the eyes of boys in Class 3, Jiang Sui was the latter. She didn't talk much, but she didn't seem to be very cheerful. She was better than girls. Sometimes she would talk about her at night in the boys' dormitory. Everyone's experience was almost the same: I didn't have a chance to talk to her.

Regarding Jiang Sui, there is another secret that everyone knows among boys - Song Xufei, the sports committee member in the class, had a crush on her. It is said that Song Xufei's love was very sudden. Once, he was bored and played with his pen, but accidentally turned around. Jiang Sui just passed by and picked it up and handed it to him.

It was just a moment.

But as soon as it spread among the crowd of boys with strong hormones, it soon became less simple. Everyone would mock the Sports Committee for "the mighty and mighty Song Feifei lost to a pen in 18 cm."

Now that I saw Jiang Sui appear here, everyone was very surprised.

A boy asked Zhang Huanming with a smile: "Monkey, what's going on? Why is Jiang Sui coming?"

"Go and go, what's the matter with you?" Zhang Huanming pushed him.

Jiang Sui didn't expect that there were so many people there, not only the boys in the class, but also the boys in other classes, and there was a clear smell of smoke in the private rooms.

Zhang Huanming shouted: "Zhou Chi, look for you!"

Jiang Sui had already seen the person on the small sofa, and he sat there.

Zhou Chi raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised. After two seconds, he got up and walked over.

"Look for me?" He lowered his head, and the right forehead was broken, and there was a clear red mark. It should have been the result of the fight at noon.

"Um."

Jiang Sui looked around, and the table of boys were watching the show with great enthusiasm. She whispered, "...Do you want to go out and talk?"

Zhou Chi nodded, crossed her, and left the door.

There is a seating area at the end of the aisle by the window, and there are no one.

Zhou Chi stood in his pocket, and there was wind at the window, and his hoodie hat was blown by the wind. The lights here were on, and the wound on his forehead was even more conspicuous, red, and a slight bloodshed could be seen seeping out.

Jiang Sui said: "You are here..." She pointed to her forehead and said, "It's bleeding."

Zhou Chi raised his hand and touched it, his fingertips slightly red.

"It's okay," he said indifferently, "can't die."

“…”

Jiang Sui lowered his head, took out a tissue from his pocket on his backpack, and took out one for him: "You wipe it, it's a bit scary."

Zhou Chi glanced at her, took a tissue and pressed it on the forehead twice.

Jiang Sui said: "What's wrong with your phone just now? Is it out of power? It seems that it can't be connected, so Aunt Zhou called me."

Zhou Chi nodded casually: "What did she say?"

"Teacher Sun probably told her about your fight."

"Is that so fast?" Zhou Chi's eyes were not at all turbulent, and he didn't care at all.

"Maybe it was because you didn't stand properly, so you ran away halfway through, and Teacher Sun called the parents." Zhou Man seemed to say that on the phone just now.

Jiang Sui paused and explained: "I guess."

"It's amazing." Zhou Chi smiled faintly, "I guessed it very accurately."

Are you quite proud?

Jiang Sui didn't understand how he could laugh, as if he was not the one who was punished to stand in a fight.

She thought for a while and said, "How about... you call Aunt Zhou back." She took out her cell phone from her pocket and handed it over.

Zhou Chi refused without thinking: "No."

Jiang Sui didn't know what to say, and felt that there was no need for her to come this time. She put her phone back in her pocket and looked out the window. It was almost dark.

"Then I'll go back."

Before he could say this, Zhang Huanming in the box stuck out half of his body and shouted at the top of his throat: "Zhou Chi, have you said it? Let Jiang Sui come in and have a meal!"

"Okay." Zhou Chi replied, his eyes fell back to Jiang Sui's face, and he said lightly, "Eat."

He left with his pocket in his pocket, walked to the door of the private room and turned around, seeing that she was still standing there without moving, carrying a schoolbag, like a little fool. He shouted, "Oh, are you here or not."

...

"Come on, Jiang Sui eat this, this rib is so delicious!" A boy handed it over with a colander, and a rib fell into Jiang Sui's bowl.

"Try hairtail!" Someone turned the hairtail's plate over.

"Thank you." Jiang Sui picked up a piece, and the bowl was filled with vegetables.

Another glass of coconut milk was poured over and handed it over: "If you can't drink beer, just drink this."

Jiang Sui thanked again.

Zhang Huanming knocked on the table: "Okay, okay, everyone is like a wolf or a tiger. Don't scare people. You are not so hospitality!"

"You're so fucking nonsense!"

"It's all your business!"

A group of boys were having fun, and the private room was as lively as the New Year. Jiang Sui hadn't eaten like this for a long time. She and Zhizhi were the only ones on the dinner table.

Zhang Huanming poured a lot of beer and was a little excited. He asked boldly: "Hey, are you really relatives? Why haven't I heard of it before? What kind of relative relationship is it?"

Jiang Sui stopped the chopsticks and didn't know whether he should answer, so he hesitated to look at the side.

Zhou Chi squeezed the cup and drank, without looking at her, and replied: "Guess."

"Cousin?" Zhang Huanming guessed, looking at Jiang Sui, "Is that right?"

Jiang Sui shook his head and continued to eat.

After a meal, Zhang Huanming had already guessed randomly, but it was all wrong, and he didn't get the correct answer until he broke up.

It was dark outside and there were neon lights on the street.

Jiang Sui looked at the tall and thin figure in front of him and followed: "Do you take the bus?"

He nodded.

"Did your bike fall to school?"

Had a huh again.

The bus was very smooth, but it happened to be during the evening rush hour, and there were many people on the bus and there were no seats.

Jiang Sui stood beside the window, and the scenery outside the window kept regressing. She looked silently for a while, turned her head and saw Zhou Chi wearing headphones, not knowing what music she was listening to.

She lowered her head and took out her cell phone. There were two unread messages, one of which was Zhou Man: OK, I will call you later.

Another one is knowledge: Aunt Tao said, pay attention to safety, but I tell you, I am very unhappy, and you will also suffer tomorrow as a lonely dinner. Humph.

When I got off the bus, it was already 7:30, and the street lights illuminated the old alley very brightly.

Jiang Sui followed Zhou Chi. After walking a few steps, Zhou Man's phone call came. Jiang Sui looked at the caller ID and paused: "It's Aunt Zhou."

Zhou Chi didn't respond, and stopped, leaning against the lamppost waiting for her.

Jiang Sui answered the phone.

What was Zhou Man saying on the other side? Jiang Sui responded twice. After a while, he looked up at the figure under the street light and said, "He is back, um... with me."

Zhou Chi was still standing there, not intending to answer the phone.

Jiang Sui said a few words and hung up the phone.

The two continued to walk home. When they were about to reach the door, Jiang Sui suddenly stopped: "Zhou Chi."

Zhou Chi turned around and looked at her, her eyes were very light: "Well...why?"

Jiang Sui whispered: "Will you write a review tomorrow?"

"I don't want to write."

"But you're in a fight."

"yes."

“…you should write.”

"I can't write that thing," he said lightly.

Why can't I write it? Just like him, I must have written it before, maybe I have written it more than once.

Jiang Sui concluded that he was telling a lie, "One thousand words, very quickly."

Zhou Chi turned her head and looked around her: "Why, my sister has left me to you?"

"……no."

"What?" His eyebrows raised slightly, and the light shone his face extremely softly. "I really treat myself as my niece."

“…”

Jiang Sui had nothing to say, turned around and was about to leave, and a faint sentence came from behind—

"Write it for me."
To be continued...