Chapter 29 Brother Xiao, look at my soul roaring and...
Xiao Zhier is usually gentle in front of others. No matter what problem he encounters, he can always smile and quickly find a solution, as if nothing can make him feel bad.
At this moment, his smile suddenly faded and his eyes narrowed, revealing a bit of aggressiveness.
Chen Tong was already feeling guilty, so when Xiao Zhier asked him this, he swallowed his saliva and subconsciously took a half step back: "No, I didn't do anything, Brother Xiao, why are you asking me this suddenly..."
Xiao Zhier had just noticed that Chen Tong's expression was not right, so he made a lie to him. However, Chen Tong felt guilty. When Xiao Zhier saw his expression, he knew that this boy was up to no good.
It is estimated that what Chen Tong is hiding is related to Xiao Zhier, otherwise he would not be so panicked.
Xiao Zhier raised his chin slightly, raised his eyebrows at Chen Tong, and said in a gentle tone: "Tell the truth."
Chen Tong secretly groaned. Seeing that he could no longer hide the truth, he reluctantly handed the mobile phone hidden behind his back to Xiao Zhier. In order to seek "lenient treatment", he even considerately opened the fingerprint lock.
□□A bright background appeared before my eyes, and what caught my eye was a line of large characters:
[Applying to sleep for another ten thousand years: I said they were in love! 】
Xiao Zhier's finger paused as he was about to scroll the screen. He stared at the words for a few seconds, then looked up at Chen Tong: "You kid, are you spreading rumors about me?"
"I didn't!" Chen Tong stood at attention immediately, and said righteously: "I report it! It was Xu Censheng who asked me to do it! I, I am at most an accomplice, Brother Xiao..."
"What accessory?"
Xu Ze had just spoken a few words to the nurse and was delayed for a while. He just entered the elevator at this time. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Chen Tong's word "accomplice", which scared him.
Hearing Xu Ze's words, Xiao Zhi'er turned his head to look at him with a strange look in his eyes, and stuffed the phone into Xu Ze's hand: "Look at your gossipy nephew."
Xu Ze took the phone. He first glanced at Chen Tong, who was huddled pitifully in the corner of the elevator, and then lowered his eyes to look at the chat history on the phone.
He slid his thumb twice, taking in the entire conversation between Chen Tong and Xu Censheng today, and casually clicked on a photo that was obviously taken secretly by Chen Tong and sent to Xu Censheng.
The doors of the wards on both sides of this corridor were closed, and there were no specially installed windows for lighting. The only bright daylight came in from the windows outside the elevator room, casting long shadows on the ground.
The light fell in front of the door of the inpatient ward area, and Xiao Zhier and Xu Ze were standing in the middle of the corridor inside the door. The handsome young man was wearing a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, khaki trousers and a pair of beige suede derby shoes, exuding a strong intellectual temperament.
But the small braid tied behind Xiao Zhier's head broke his overly gentle aura and brought out a bit of the liveliness and brightness of a young man.
The light was dim, and Xiao Zhier just half-turned to look at Xu Ze and raised his hand to touch his cheek.
Chen Tong was far away when he took the photo, and he was also in a panic, so Xu Ze couldn't see Xiao Zhier's expression clearly in the photo, but this did not affect his ability to imagine.
Xiao Zhier's smile was gentle, but there must have been cunning hidden in his eyes.
After all, the next second after this photo was taken, Xiao Zhier pinched Xu Ze's face.
This picture shows obvious signs of being secretly photographed, but it does not affect the effect at all. In fact, the shadows and slight blur caused by the obstruction give the picture an indescribable atmosphere.
Xu Ze's eyes moved slightly, he wanted this photo.
But he had also learned his lesson. Facing Xiao Zhier who was staring at him, Xu Ze's expression remained unchanged. He returned the phone to Chen Tong and raised his hand to touch the pigtail behind Xiao Zhier's head: "I'll go back and scold him and ask him to come and apologize to you."
Xiao Zhier raised his hand to cover the back of his head, protecting his pigtail in his palm to prevent Xu from making any more moves. He waved his hand and said, "Come on, there's no need to apologize. It will save him from talking nonsense in front of me. If other teachers hear it, how can I live?"
Before he finished speaking, the elevator door opened and three people stepped out of the elevator one after another. Xiao Zhier did not continue the topic.
"Go register first and wait for them to call your number."
Xiao Zhier took Chen Tong to the several inspection departments that needed to be registered. He then turned around, patted Chen Tong on the shoulder, and said with a warm smile, "Don't tell anyone about what you and Xu Censheng discussed today."
He didn't say anything threatening and still had a smile on his face, but Chen Tong shuddered for no apparent reason.
Chen Tong immediately saluted Xiao Zhier and said, "I promise to obey the orders of the organization!"
Xiao Zhier couldn't help laughing. Just at this moment, Chen Tong's name appeared on the screen on the wall. He lowered his head, picked out the corresponding checklist and pressed it on Chen Tong's chest: "Okay, turn around! March in step! Go check it out!"
Chen Tong said one word and one move, then turned around and walked into the examination room with his hands and feet together.
Xiao Zhier was watching his innocent student happily when the cell phone in his pocket vibrated twice. He took it out and took a look. It was a text message from an unfamiliar number.
The smile on Xiao Zhier's face suddenly froze. Without any hesitation, he opened his inbox and deleted the unread message.
He didn't even need to look, he would receive a text message like this at the end of September every year, and the sender was... his mother.
The mother who abandoned him when he was six years old and left alone.
A mother who made him feel pain every time he thought of her.
Both his grandparents hated that woman so much that he never told them that he received text messages from her every year before his birthday.
But he is not without resentment. How could he not want his mother's love?
Xiao Zhier slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and bit his lower lip hard. A faint smell of blood filled his mouth. Xiao Zhier used this disgusting taste and the pain on his lips to barely suppress the surging emotions in his heart.
It's like this every time.
When his birthday was about to come, that person sent him such an ambiguous text message.
“The flowers are blooming.”
What flower?
Who cares!
Xiao Zhier's soul was roaring and raging, but his face was extremely calm, and he even had a faint smile on his face.
His soul seemed to be torn in two, one half was smiling gently and harmlessly, while the other half was crying.
Bitter tears accumulate into a salty sea, making the soul sink in pain.
Xiao Zhier's throat rolled. He swallowed the saliva mixed with blood, but was retched by the smell of blood.
In a daze, Xiao Zhier felt as if time had stopped and the flow of time had lost its meaning. He was left alone trapped in the cracks of time, licking the scars left from his childhood bit by bit.
Not far behind Xiao Zhier, Xu Ze had just criticized Xu Censheng's gossiping behavior on WeChat.
He also asked his classmate Xu Censheng for a few photos to save. After putting away his phone, Xu Ze habitually turned his gaze to Xiao Zhier.
The moment his eyes locked on Xiao Zhier, Xu Ze frowned. He keenly noticed that Xiao Zhier's condition seemed to be not right.
To a certain extent, Xu Ze was actually more familiar with Xiao Zhier's back.
After all, he and Xiao Zhier had only been familiar with each other for a few short months, but Xu Ze had been secretly paying attention to Xiao Zhier for more than ten years.
During his most difficult time, he might even be more familiar with Xiao Zhier than Xiao Zhier himself.
Xu Ze could tell at a glance that Xiao Zhier's body was tense at this moment, his back was stretched straight, but his waist was stiff, as if his bones and muscles had been pulled out and he had been replaced with wood or stone. He was still upright, but had lost the youthful spirit.
What happened?
Xu Ze hesitated for a few seconds. He was not sure whether Xiao Zhier needed comfort from others at this moment. After all, many people did not want to be discovered or exposed by others when they were in a vulnerable mood.
But in the end, Xu Ze's concern for Xiao Zhier overwhelmed the slight hesitation in his heart.
He walked forward quickly, tentatively stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Zhier's arm, pulled him into his arms, and heard the voice and said: "Brother Xiao...are you okay?"
Xu Ze simply thought that when others were sad, a hug might be worth a thousand words, but who knew that the moment he touched Xiao Zhier, Xiao Zhier seemed to be scalded and suddenly raised his hand to shake off Xu Ze's hand.
Xiao Zhier's eyes were slightly red. He didn't care about losing his composure. He protected his arms and turned around to stare at Xu Ze vigilantly. He quickly stepped back until his back hit the wall hard: "Don't touch me!"
He was like a wounded little animal, holding his wound and looking at the person in front of him with extreme vigilance.
Xu Ze's face was filled with surprise. His first reaction was that he might have used too much force and might have hurt Xiao Zhier.
The impact of his back against the wall brought a dull pain. Xiao Zhier lowered his eyes and let the wall press the cold temperature into his body.
In this merciless coldness, Xiao Zhier calmed down little by little, and the stinging pain in his arm that seemed to have lasted for more than ten years also subsided little by little.
Xiao Zhier lowered his head, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and crystal clear drops of water quietly fell along the trembling traces of his eyelashes, landed in the slightly open collar, and disappeared silently.
He coughed twice, as if a big hand was strangling his throat, and even his breathing was suppressed.
Xu Ze looked at Xiao Zhier who was in such a mess, and felt that his heart was almost broken, with a pain like a needle. He pursed his lips, took two steps forward and approached Xiao Zhier: "Brother Xiao."
He still remembered Xiao Zhier's huge reaction after being touched by him. Xu Ze did not dare to help Xiao Zhier. He just put his arm around Xiao Zhier to prevent him from falling down when his emotions fluctuated too violently.
Xu Ze tried hard to suppress the anxiety in his heart. He said softly, "Brother Xiao, can you please look at me?"
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