Chapter 23

Xiang Siye stood on Jing Yuwen's side and followed Jing Yuwen's gaze. Both of them stood there and did not speak.

Liu Ping saw Jing Yuwen the first time she came out, and she glared at Jing Yuwen fiercely.

"Ingratis bastard, what did you do?"

In the current scene, Jing Yuwen was not happy in his heart, on the contrary, he was a little astringent and had a little insight. He did not answer, but instead asked: "Teacher, are you uncomfortable?"

The hostility in Liu Ping's eyes suddenly decreased a bit, replaced by a bit of helplessness.

Jing Yuwen said again: "Is it possible that if the knife is not stuck in your body, you will never feel pain?"

Liu Ping swallowed, maybe she was poked by Jing Yuwen, she didn't say anything, just glared at Jing Yuwen and Xiang Siye, passed the two boys, and left.

Jing Yuwen turned around and watched Liu Ping's back drifting away, with mixed feelings in his heart, and Xiang Siye's very soothing voice beside his ears.

"It's still early, go to the cafeteria or go home?"

Jing Yuwen didn't tell Su Yan not to go home this morning. He was afraid that Su Yan would be worried, so he looked up at Xiang Siye: "I'm going home, how about you?"

Xiang Siye said warmly, "I'm going home too."

Jing Yuwen nodded. A bus happened to be driving in front of him. He said, "Then I'll go first."

Xiang Siye smiled: "See you in the afternoon."

In a neat and tidy kitchen restaurant, the boy opened the refrigerator door. There were two cups of milk tea on the second compartment, one was a sip, the other was unopened, and there was a blue jar next to it. of Coke.

Looking at these things, the boy raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then raised his hand and took out two bottles of mineral water from the other floor.

The boy put one of the bottles of water in front of the man who was eating noodles: "Why is it noodles again?"

The man unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip: "Eat whatever you want, and leave your stomach to go to the world of two people at night, oh yes, I won't be back tonight."

The boy took a mouthful of noodles, swallowed it, and stared at a spot on the table: "Is it the seventh anniversary? Are you not tired of it?"

The man smiled and said, "You'll find out later, how can you get tired of it after finally chasing it."

The boy chuckled: "Didn't he chase you?"

The man didn't feel embarrassed, and said calmly: "You're kidding, such a lovely person, how could I let him chase me."

The boy smiled, he glanced at the phone, the battery was 20%.

"Brother, do you have a power bank?"

After the man finished his last mouthful of noodles, he took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth gently: "Yes, I'll get it for you."

After he finished speaking, he got up and went to the bedroom and took out a charging treasure. There was a data cable on the charging treasure. He plugged both ends of the data cable into the charging treasure and showed it to the boy: "Look, brother, the charging treasure is for the charging treasure. Charge."

boy:......

The boy held his forehead: "Brother, why don't you go to the psychiatry department?"

The man cleared his throat, put the power bank in front of the boy, sat down and said, "Why do you always bring your phone to school recently?"

The boy looked at his phone and chuckled: "Chat. Is mom coming back?"

The man said: "Thursday ticket, be careful."

"understood."

At noon this afternoon, Jing Yuwen fell into a daze. When he got to the school, the class bell rang for a few minutes. He habitually ran to the stairwell on the side of the teaching building and went upstairs. Before stepping in, he heard Li Changsheng's reprimanding voice. .

A few classmates were standing upright against the wall, and Li Changsheng walked up and down in front of them: "This is the third year of high school, why do you still have no sense of time?"

Several classmates bowed their heads and did not speak. Li Changsheng stretched out his hands in front of him, the back of his right hand slapped the palm of his left hand, and said earnestly: "Who am I doing this for? I can't be responsible for you, you are not responsible for yourselves..."

Jing Yuwen breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately Gouzu didn't see him, otherwise he would have been scolded, and he wanted to turn to another stairway lightly, but he didn't know who dropped the bag of potato chips on the road, and the surroundings were silent. The needle could be heard, and he accidentally stepped on it, and the sound reached the dog's ears directly.

Done, run!

The left dog ran out and shouted, "Who? Which class are you from?"

Jing Yuwen knew that Gouzu couldn't catch up with him, so he didn't respond. He thought that Gouzu was not a fool, he must know that he was going upstairs, and he might be guarding at the entrance of the stairs at this time. Fortunately, he didn't bring a schoolbag at noon Go back, just go to the toilet to wash your face, and pretend you just came downstairs.

He went to the toilet and flushed his face, and when he returned to the teaching building, the dog was still wandering in the hall.

Gou Zuo saw him and rushed up: "If you are late, you will be fined 5,000 words to review, and you will be fined for one class!"

Jing Yuwen pretended not to understand: "Director, what are you talking about? I'm too sleepy, come down and wash my face."

But he won't lie, his acting skills are so bad that he can see through it at a glance.

"Wash your face, right? Come, come with me and ask your class teacher."

Jing Yuwen:  …

The dog left a word, and directly let Jing Yuwen break the defense. He smiled ingratiatingly: "Oh, director, don't delay the class time of our class."

"It's useless, I have to figure this out," Gou Zuo looked up, saw a man walking down, and said, "Just right, Mr. Wen, the students in your class were late and lied to me."

Jing Yuwen looked back, Wen Qin was going downstairs, he was different today, he had his hairstyle done, he wore a formal white shirt, the three buttons at the neckline were open, the clear collarbone was looming, and the lower body was a black suit The trousers, the slender waist is more obvious, and the whole person seems to be a lot more mature.

Jing Yuwen was so panicked, this time it was over.

"I said why haven't you gone up yet," Wen Qin smiled at Jing Yuwen and said naturally, "It turned out that Director Li was holding him back."

Jing Yuwen nodded blankly, is the head teacher lying for him?

Li Changsheng didn't seem to believe it: "Where did he go?"

Wen Qin raised his hand and pushed his glasses, and looked at Li Changsheng seriously: "he said just now that he was too sleepy and went out to wash his face, so I let him go."

Li Changsheng wondered: "Then who was the late escape I saw just now?"

"Maybe it's a kid from another grade," Wen Qin said, looking at Jing Yuwen, and then said, "Is it Jing Yuwen?"

Jing Yuwen also thought this scene was incredible, and when Wen Qin asked him this, he nodded vigorously.

Li Changsheng was thoughtful, and Wen Qin patted Jing Yuwen's shoulder: "Okay, let's go up, don't finish the paper."

"it is good!"

Jing Yuwen nodded and ran frantically to the fifth floor.

Wen Qin looked at Li Changsheng again, and said, "Director, my newly bought papers have arrived. I have to make them immediately so that your time will not be wasted."

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the classroom.

Jing Yuwen climbed up the fifth floor with a heavy breath. He walked into the class, and Cosine looked up at him and asked, "Master Jing, have you been caught by the dog left?"

Jing Yuwen remembered the scene just now, and said a little dumbly, "I caught it, but I didn't catch it completely."

Cosine: "Huh?"

"I'll go back when I have time."

"Oh."

Jing Yuwen sat back in his seat, with a set of language papers neatly placed on the table, Xiang Siye asked, "Are you up late?"

Jing Yuwen nodded while flipping through the topics on the paper, "En."

He felt a little hot, looked back, the air conditioner was off, he was about to turn it on, and Xiang Siye spoke again.

"Li Changsheng said that the air conditioner will not be turned on from today."

Jing Yuwen complained secretly in his heart, not letting the air conditioner turn on, what kind of hell on earth is this?

He sat back again: "It's still hot now."

Xiang Siye put his hand into the table, took out a pink pig-shaped fan, and put it on Jing Yuwen's table: "Fan fan, it can be cooler."

Jing Yuwen picked up the fan and looked at it. He could only rely on it in the future. He was a little desperate, but then he thought that this little pig fan belonged to Xiang Siye, and suddenly felt a little interesting.

"Xianggou, you're so arrogant, you actually like pink."

Xiang Siye put down his pen and stared at the fan for a few seconds: "It's not me, it's the language teacher, it's his."

Jing Yuwen wondered: "He gave it? Why did he give it?"

Xiang Siye calmly said, "I asked him for it."

Jing Yuwen always felt that there must be some special connection between Xiang Siye and Wen Qin, otherwise why would Wen Qin dote on him so much?

Jing Yuwen took a small fan and fanned: "What's your relationship with the head teacher?"

Xiang Siye paused for a few seconds: "He and my brother, yes, um, have a good relationship."

"Tsk, I knew it."

He knew that the relationship between Wen Qin and Xiang Siye was not simple.

It was still a bit sultry in the afternoon, Jing Yuwen couldn't sleep comfortably during his nap, and now he was sleepy again. He forced himself to write a few multiple-choice questions, and finally he faced the wall and fell asleep.

Wen Qin came back soon. He was sitting in front of the desk, and he was reading the questions carefully. All he could hear was the rubbing of the tip of the pen against the test paper.

Jing Yuwen slept with sweat on his head. He dazedly raised his hand to wipe the sweat, subconsciously feeling that the sun was too hot outside, so he turned his head and continued to sleep.

Xiang Siye turned his head slightly, looked at Jing Yuwen's sleepy cheeks, smiled lightly, picked up the piglet fan on his table, fanned him lightly with his left hand, and wrote a question with his right.

Jing Yuwen slept comfortably for a class. When he woke up, it was already over for class. He stretched lazily and said in a loose voice, "Xianggou, have I slept for a class?"

Xiang Siye nodded: "Yes, so are you ready to listen to his Chinese test papers in the next class?"

In the next class, there is also Chinese. Wen Qin said in class that the first class is writing papers, and the second class is lecturing.

"Oh."

Zhou Hong turned his head, raised his eyebrows and asked Xiang Siye, "Xiang Shen, are your hands tired?"

Jing Yuwen wondered: "What are you doing?"

Xiang Siye lifted his eyelids and glanced at Zhou Hong: "Go away."

Jing Yuwen touched his chin, he understood, it was Da Zhou who was ill again, with some sadness in his eyes, he blinked at Si Ye, meaning "please choose to forgive Da Zhou".

Xiang Sino smiled and nodded as if he understood.

Jing Yuwen raised his hand and patted Zhou Hong's shoulder, and said earnestly: "Da Zhou, it's the same sentence, study hard and serve the motherland."

After speaking, he silently looked at the language test paper.

Zhou Hong:......

In the evening, when Jing Yuwen came home, when he was squatting at the door to change his shoes, a shadow suddenly appeared beside him. It was Su Yan. He gave a conditioned reflex and thought about it. , so he stood up confidently.

Unexpectedly, Su Yan smiled: "I'm back."

Jing Yuwen smiled: "Ah, let's eat Mom."

"Not urgent."

Before Jing Yuwen put down her schoolbag, Su Yan took her to the living room sofa with her arms around her.

"Xiaowen," Su Yan poured a glass of water and handed it to him, "Mom will discuss something with you."

Jing Yuwen took a sip of water and put down the water glass: "Tell me mom."

Su Yan took a deep breath: "Do you remember brother Su Ting?"

"remember."

Su Ting is the grandson of Su Yan's second uncle's family. He came to work in Beicheng a few years ago. He was fired from the company twice and couldn't find a place to live. He had to come to their house to squeeze with Jing Yuwen for a while. Jing Yuwen still remembers this. .

Jing Yuwen asked, "What's wrong?"

Su Yan was a little embarrassed: "Your brother Su Ting's company has laid off employees. Before finding a new job, the staff dormitory can't live. I want to let him live in our house..."

Jing Yuwen's general impression of Su Ting is that he is obedient and does not seek to be motivated. He feels that people should be motivated, and everything must be won by their own efforts, rather than blindly begging others for help.

Jing Yuwen frowned and slumped backward: "Why, why, why did he get fired again?"

Su Yan only smiled and raised her hand to Shuijing Yu Wen's forehead hair: "You're a third year in high school now, it's more convenient to live on campus, just free up the bedroom for Su to stop."

Jing Yuwen pushed Su Yan's hand away. He had never lived in a school since he was a child, and he would have an inexplicable resistance to unknown things, so he was even more reluctant to give in, and his voice was a little higher than he consciously spoke. Du: "Why should he pull me to put his back on him? It's not fair!"

After he finished speaking, he ran to the bedroom angrily, and Su Yan called to him from behind: "Xiaowen!"

Jing Yuwen opened the bedroom door, only to find that Su Ting was already inside. He was sitting in front of Jing Yuwen's desk, a big fat man, but he didn't dare to look up at Jing Yuwen. The fire was suppressed for a while and could not come out.

The author has something to say:

Jing Yuwen said, "Is it a knife... I won't feel pain."

These words are from a song. If you are interested in Jiang Yunsheng's "28.7", you can listen to it, hehehe~