Sweetness Is Incessantly Late

 

Although Chi Yu didn't want to admit it, that day was indeed his most solid night of sleep. Even though the bed was small and he couldn't stretch his legs, but hearing the shallow breathing of the person beside him, he slept very deeply.

The class monitor was sitting on the podium, and almost all the students below were immersed in their studies, only Chi Yu was slacking off.

He was lying on the table, and Chi Yu just caught a glimpse of Fu Zhian's quiet profile. He took a pen and wrote it on the paper with ten lines at a glance. Since he was a child, Fu Zhian was smarter than other children. Others needed to do several hours of homework, but he only needed one hour. Chen Yifang even considered letting him skip a grade, but Fu Zhian was stubborn like a piece of shit, no matter what Chen Yifang said, he just stood silent.

Chen Yifang found Chi Yu and asked him to persuade him.

"Your mother said to let you skip a grade." Xiao Yu glanced at him with a drooping face.

Xiao Zhian raised his head and said earnestly, word by word, "If I skip a grade, I won't be in the same class as
you." While scratching up the sand on the ground.

He didn't know how Fu Zhian told Chen Yifang, anyway, after that, she never mentioned the matter of letting Fu Zhian jump a grade.

For a while, his thoughts ran far away, and when he regained his senses, he realized that the boy who was studying quietly turned his head and stared at him at some point.

Chi Yu was flustered for a moment, and he stammered: "Why the hell are you looking at me!"

"Aren't you the one staring at me in a daze?" Fu Zhian put down the pen in his hand, put his head on his hand and smiled.

"I'll see what happens to you! Look at you a few times, do you still have to pay a fucking fee!" Looking at Fu Zhi'an with frowning eyes, Chi Yu only felt guilty, and simply broke the pot and fell.

The scattered hair that fell on the boy's forehead covered the wound on the forehead. Fu Zhian looked at the boy's still swollen mouth and squeezed it into a tight line because he was anxious. He picked up the pen again, wrote the question on the paper and whispered: "Someone else charges, but if you want, I can discount it."

"Hey, there's still a discount." Chi Yu took out the comic book from the drawer, opened a few pages and muttered, "Look, I won't give you a discount for your legs."

Wang Xiao, who was sitting in the front seat, couldn't concentrate at all. He wanted to look back countless times to see what the two handsome guys in the back seat were doing, but he was afraid that Chi Yu would gouge out his eyeballs in order to kill him.

He sneaked out his mobile phone and left a message on the top post of the school post bar: Alas, the sour smell of love.

After finally making it to the big class break, Chi Yu raised his head sleepily, saw the empty seats beside him, stretched out and walked out of the class door. There were many students who came out to relax in the corridor. They were all stunned when they saw Chi Yu, and then showed an indescribable expression. Chi Yu was originally tall, even if his eyes were not very good, he still saw Fu Zhian at the end of the corridor at a glance.

He clearly knew that he couldn't run anywhere before school was over, but he was still flustered for no reason.

This is compulsion, don't ask me to go to the canteen, what kind of stuff.

Chi Yu took a step towards him, and before he took a few steps, a crisp female voice suddenly came out behind him.

"Chi Yu."

Almost everyone in the school knows Chi Yu's name, but there are few people who call his name like that except in his own class. Most of the girls just glanced at him secretly, and no one had ever called his name so loudly. Chi Yu turned around in confusion, the girl with her hair was smiling and looking at him. She was not wearing a school uniform, but a gray shirt skirt.

Seeing Chi Yu's puzzled expression, the girl took a few more steps towards him, and then said, "Chi Yu, it's been a long time."

"What are you doing?"

She could hear the indifference in his voice, but the smile on the girl's face was not even reduced by half a point: "It's nothing."

"Do you still remember me?"

Maybe it's because he's been playing a lot of games recently, Chi Yu just feels that his eyesight is getting worse and worse, obviously this person is standing in front of him, but he is stunned because it is still not clear.

The familiar smell passed him by, and Chi Yu grabbed the wrist of the person next to him without hesitation. He turned his head, just to meet Fu Zhian's shallow eyes, Chi Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't rush out, accompany Lao Tzu to pee."

"No." Fu Zhian glanced at the man standing by a girl, look back at Chi Yu again.

"You got your face in performance art?" Chi Yu was at a loss when he heard this, until he caught a glimpse of his own reflection on the glass, only to realize that at some point, several lines of blue ink had appeared on his cheeks.

"Damn it, who the fuck is plotting against me while I'm sleeping!" He stretched out his hand and rubbed his face several times, but the area of ​​color became larger and larger.

"Go get some water and wipe it." Fu Zhian frowned slightly at the boy's red cheeks.

"You accompany me." Chi Yu grabbed his wrist and walked to the men's bathroom with one big step. Tightening his body, Chi Yu turned around and saw the girl standing next to him, pinching the corner of his shirt at some point. The smile on her face did not diminish, but the strength in her hands was terrifying.

Her eyes swept over the expressionless Fu Zhian lightly, and her eyes fell on Chi Yu again.

"I'm Ji Xiaoxiao."

Chi Yu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then looked up at the girl in front of him again.

He said casually: "Oh." No longer caring about the girl behind him, he tore his clothes and freed the corner of the clothes from the girl's palm. Chi Yu quickened his pace, trotted a few steps, tilted his head and said to the boy behind him, "What the hell, what if I can't wash it off."

"You can get rid of it if you chop off your head." The school bathroom has a large sink, and the mirror is pinned to the wall. Chi Yu tried to lie down on the mirror, turned on the faucet and rubbed it on his face.

Fu Zhian leaned against the wall, pondered for a while and said, "You know that girl just now?"

"She's pretty." Fu Zhian lowered her head and said indifferently.

Chi Yu just rubbed his face: "Just like that."

"How did you meet?"

"There was a class in the first year of high school, and then I slept on the rooftop, and she came up to jump off the building." Chi Yu only felt the burning pain on his face, and his tone was light. He turned his head and said, "Hey, see if I've washed it clean."

Fu Zhian raised his head, the mussed up hair on the boy's forehead was soaked, strands hanging in front of him. He stretched out his hand, picked up the damp hair on Chi Yu's forehead, looked at the gauze on his forehead, and frowned: "Did you change the dressing?"

"Change." There was a sudden pain in the waist, and Chi Yu took a deep breath, looking at the hand on his waist in disbelief.

Fu Zhian withdrew his hand and said lightly: "I hate you lying to me the most."

Chi Yu only knew that the lie was exposed, he rubbed his waist and muttered: "It's almost the same whether you change it or not..."

"Then don't change it . ." After Fu Zhian finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the toilet, leaving Chi Yu standing in front of the sink.

He knew that he shouldn't lose his temper with Chi Yu. According to Chi Yu's temperament, it was unexpected that he could stick the gauze up to now. But he only felt that there was a suffocating air in his chest, which made him upset. Fu Zhian returned to the classroom and sat down, and found a scrutinizing gaze from the side. He turned his head and hit the girl's gaze.

"Fu Zhian, right?" The girl smiled, "I'm Ji Xiaoxiao."

Fu Zhian nodded, and refocused on the papers that were not finished before. In the past, he could write with his eyes closed, but now he has come up with three different answers. Chi Yu came in through the back door, and saw Fu Zhian with his head down to do the question, he was angry.

As soon as he sat down, Ji Xiaoxiao, who was sitting at the side of the aisle, said, "Chi Yu, do you have something to do after school?"

Chi Yu was about to speak, but Fu Zhian, who was sitting on the side, silently said coldly, "He has something to do." Chi Yu turned his head in surprise, Fu Zhian skipped Chi Yu's gaze, and raised the corner of his mouth at Ji Xiaoxiao who was sitting on the other side.

"I'm going to change the medicine for him." The evening self-study was nearing the end, Chi Yu couldn't hold back after a long time, he patted Fu Zhian's arm.

"When did you say you want to go with me to change the dressing?"

The mechanical pencil in his hand strained a little, and the lead broke off, leaving a black spot on the notebook.

Fu Zhian pressed the pen twice, and his tone was stiff: "I don't know."

Chi Yu only felt that Fu Zhian was particularly angry today, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly realized.

"Hey, are you here today, Uncle?"

Fu Zhian's temple jumped suddenly, trying not to look at Chi Yu's foolish face with his head raised.

"Shut up."

Ji Xiaoxiao was only separated by a narrow aisle from Chi Yu, Chi Yu turned his back to her, and didn't know what he was doing. And Fu Zhian, who was sitting next to him, had calm brows and said something from time to time.

The girl took out her mobile phone from her bag and clicked on the post she had already saved in the background of her mobile phone, her eyes flickering.