Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Save Me
"The injury is very serious. Is the victim still conscious?"
The doctor on duty was treating a wound when he suddenly noticed the director jogging over. "Why are you here?"
At this time, everyone in the hospital has left work early except the doctor on duty.
The director didn't reply. After checking the wound on his head, he frowned and ordered, "Take a CT scan first."
"How do Jiang Yuxia feel?"
Doctor on duty: "Do you know him?"
"He's my patient." Thinking of the blood clot in his brain, the doctor couldn't help but gasp. "Hurry up!"
Jiang Yuxia was in a daze and heard a lot of noises buzzing around him.
It was so uncomfortable. The severe pain in my head felt like someone was drilling into it with a needle.
His lips moved, and the doctor leaned in to listen. "What did you say? Speak slowly."
He opened his eyes with force, and his lips moved.
The doctor tried to identify it.
Jiang Yuxia moved his fingers. He couldn't actually recognize the person in front of him, but he knew it was a doctor. He gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Help, help me..."
He couldn't die, at least not because of Zhou Boye's enemies. If he died like this, how would Zhou Boye cope with it?
"Don't worry, just hold on a little longer and be strong. The surgery will be done soon."
While talking to Jiang Yuxia, he instructed the nurse beside him, "Prepare the operating room and do the preoperative examination immediately."
Jiang Yuxia moved his fingers. His phone was gone, and he wanted to hear Xichi's voice. He pursed his lips and slowly lost consciousness.
Sun Quan rushed to the hospital upon receiving the news. When he arrived, Jiang Yuxia hadn't even entered the operating room yet. The wound on his head was simply bandaged, and the blood on his face and neck was wiped clean. There was dried blood on his collar, and the blood in his hair couldn't be cleaned, so it was now stuck together.
His face looked even paler against the blood.
Sun Qun's eyes widened a little, and his eye sockets immediately turned red. He was still on the crew filming with Jiang Yuxia yesterday, and he came back because of something urgent.
How did it become like this?!
He squatted beside him and called his name. Seeing that he didn't respond, he hurriedly shouted, "Doctor, doctor! Come quickly! He didn't respond!"
When Zhou Boye arrived, Jiang Yuxia had already entered the operating room.
Sun Quan squatted at the door of the operating room, looking very haggard.
Wei Zhuo's lips trembled. He had followed Zhou Boye here. "Mr. Sun, what's the situation now?"
Sun Quan looked up at Zhou Boye, then looked away. He wiped his face and said, "He's critically ill. I signed."
Wei Zhuo frowned. He had thought it would be serious because Jiang Yuxia already had an old head injury, but he had never thought it would be this serious.
Wei Zhuo glanced at Zhou Boye. He was standing there, his eyes fixed on the operating room sign. He seemed frozen. He hadn't said a single word in such a long time.
Thinking of Zhou Boye's panic when he received the news, he sighed and prayed that the operation would go smoothly.
Otherwise... he didn't dare to imagine what Zhou Boye would become.
Jiang Yuxia seemed to have had a very long dream.
In the dream, he stood there, looking at his life, countless fragments of memories floating past him.
The fragments coalesced into a long river, and he reached out to touch it. He seemed to have forgotten something very important, and he wanted to find it.
"Jiang Yuxia, you will be at the parent-teacher meeting tonight..." The teacher hesitated to speak. She knew his situation and didn't have any requirements for him, but she didn't know how to ask for special treatment.
Jiang Yuxia looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, in the prime of her life. Her arms, exposed from her school uniform, were slender and fair. "Just give me the report card directly."
"Oh, good." The teacher seemed relieved and took his report card from the pile and handed it to him. "Your math grades have dropped a lot recently. Are you having any problems?"
"No."
Jiang Yuxia glanced at the ranking on the report card, shook her head, and said in a respectful tone, "Teacher, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."
The teacher sighed silently and nodded, "Okay, you can communicate with me if you encounter any problems."
"Thank you, teacher."
Jiang Yuxia's refusal to communicate with anyone really gave her a headache, but when she thought about his life experience, she felt it was understandable.
After returning to the classroom, Jiang Yuxia casually put the report card in the drawer and put on his headphones.
He had excellent grades and was always in the top three in his grade, with math being his best subject and English his worst. However, he did poorly on the math test this time, dropping from the top three to tenth.
The boy sitting at the table next to him saw his ranking when Jiang Yuxia handed out the report card.
He pursed his lips and smiled: "Did the top student do poorly on the test this time?"
Jiang Yuxia was too lazy to pay attention to him. He lay on the table with his headphones on and closed his eyes to sleep. The weather had changed in the past two days, and he hadn't had time to take out his winter school uniform. After wearing short-sleeved shirts for two days, he seemed to have caught a cold and felt a little uncomfortable.
Seeing that he ignored her, Zhai Nuo frowned and pushed Jiang Yuxia, "Hey, I'm talking to you!"
Jiang Yuxia was already feeling uncomfortable. He grabbed his wrist and swung it down hard, saying coldly, "Don't touch me."
The corner of Zhai Nuo's mouth twitched, "I..."
"Zhai Nuo, what are you doing?" The girl at the front desk couldn't help but turn around and yell, "What does it have to do with you whether Xia Xia is regressing or improving? Even if he's regressing, you can't beat him in the exam."
"I'm talking to Jiang Yuxia, why are you butting in?"
Zhai Nuo pressed his wrist and whispered, "He's just relying on his orphan status to get sympathy from girls. Haha, but sometimes I really envy him. Even if he doesn't do well on the test, it doesn't matter. Anyway, no parents will come to the parent-teacher conference, and he won't be scolded. How great is that."
"You're going too far!"
"Zhai Nuo, shut up!"
Some people nearby couldn't stand it anymore and started to criticize him.
"I'm telling the truth, why are you shutting up? You gossipers are such busybodies."
As soon as he finished speaking, the collar of his school uniform was violently pulled up.
Jiang Yuxia's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and they looked at people with an indescribable indifference. "Apologize."
He was actually quite receptive to comments about orphans. It had been more than ten years, and he had long since accepted his own identity. He didn't have any obsession with his parents, and he only took action because he cursed.
"Fuck, Jiang Yuxia, if you dare to make a move, I'll have you expelled from school tomorrow. Just try!"
Jiang Yuxia paused slightly, he didn't want to cause trouble for the dean's mother.
"Hey." Zhai Nuo saw that he was hesitant and looked a bit smug. "Are you scared? Let go!"
"Let's give it a try~" Zhou Boye said nonchalantly, striding over with an autumn school uniform in his hand. "Youyou, go ahead and beat me up. I'll take care of it. Let's see whether his connections are stronger or mine."
Jiang Yuxia turned her eyes slightly towards Zhou Boye, then looked away after a moment, never letting go of her hand that was clutching his collar. "Apologize to them."
Zhai Nuo: "You..."
Zhou Boye: "What do you mean?"
"I……"
"I what I."
"grass."
Zhou Boye reached out and patted his head, "Hey, you still dare to curse me? I asked you to apologize, didn't you hear me?"
Jiang Yuxia: "..."
How could he act like such a thug?
Zhai Nuo glanced at Zhou Boye, his face flushing red in front of everyone, and he apologized unconvincedly, "I'm sorry!"
After he finished speaking, he fiercely pulled his collar back from Jiang Yuxia's hands and cursed under his breath, "Damn it."
Zhou Boye handed the clothes in his hand to Jiang Yuxia, turned around and sat next to Zhai Nuo, "I haven't apologized to Jiang Yuxia yet."
He arrived late and didn't hear why the two had a conflict, but he knew Jiang Yuxia and they rarely took the initiative to provoke others, so it must be Zhai Nuo who provoked him.
"...Don't push your luck!"
Zhou Boye: "What's wrong with me being overly demanding? Uncle Zhai asked me to come to your house for tea a few days ago. I can talk to him about your education then, don't you think?"
Zhai Nuo clenched his fists on the table, turned around and glared at Jiang Yuxia, then said word by word in a clear and precise voice, "Sorry!"
After saying that, he turned to Zhou Boye and asked, "Are you satisfied?"
Zhou Boye said with a playful smile, "I'll just try to do it."
Zhai Nuo cursed again, feeling embarrassed to stay in the classroom, so he walked out.
Zhou Boye then sat back down next to Jiang Yuxia and reached out to touch his exposed skin, which was cold to the touch. "I knew you weren't wearing long sleeves."
Jiang Yuxia sniffed and put his headphones back into the desk drawer. He put on Zhou Boye's clothes without any hesitation. The clothes smelled of pleasant incense.
“I haven’t had time to dig it out yet.”
Zhou Boye heard his nasal tone and asked, "Have a cold?"
"It seems a little bit."
"You, you." Zhou Boye stood up and pulled his sleeve, "Let's go, Master, let's go to the infirmary."
After the two left, someone asked, "Isn't Jiang Yuxia an orphan? How did he know Senior Zhou?"
"Yes, isn't Senior Zhou from the high school department? And considering Senior Zhou's family background, they..."
The classmate was too embarrassed to continue. They didn't look like people from the same circle, so how did they know each other?
"Is it uncomfortable? I told you not to wear any clothes."
Jiang Yuxia sniffed again. His nose was a little blocked. "Not bad."
Zhou Boye walked beside him, his blue and white school uniform gently lifted by the wind. "You're fine, huh? Your face is as white as paper."
"Zhai Nuo has been bullying you?"
Jiang Yuxia's cold caused his thinking to be a little slow. Bullying him? If this time is not counted, the two of them have fought three times in total. Anyway, he has never been injured, but every time it was Zhai Nuo who started it first.
He thought about it and said, "Yeah..."
Zhou Boye's face darkened. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll go talk to his parents tonight."
"His father is very cruel. He has a ruler as thick as his wrist. Whenever he makes a mistake, his father beats him with the ruler without mercy. He is a careless boy. He is not afraid of anyone except the ruler."
Jiang Yuxia curled her lips, "You're even going to tell the parents."
"So what? Otherwise, my kids will be bullied by him?"
Jiang Yuxia paused, he turned his head to look at Zhou Boye, his eyes flashed with an indescribable emotion.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Yuxia shook his head and looked away, "No."
After taking the medicine in the school clinic, Zhou Boye found him a new thermos cup from somewhere and filled it with hot water. "I'll fill you up again after you finish it."
Looking at the full pot of hot water, Jiang Yuxia couldn't help but smile from his cold face, "I'm not a water buffalo, how can I drink so much?"
Zhou Boye also smiled and pinched his face, "Who made you catch a cold?"
Jiang Yuxia usually comes to school for evening self-study, because the only table in the orphanage dormitory is used to place daily necessities.
When he got to the classroom, he remembered that there was a parent-teacher meeting today. He turned around to leave, but he was seen by the math teacher.
"Jiang Yuxia, come in! I just wanted to look for you."
Jiang Yuxia: "..."
I was scolded by the math teacher for a long time before he showed some mercy.
"Go back and sit down. Everyone's here today. After the parents' meeting, I'll take up some of your time to go over the last two big questions."
The math teacher ignored the wailing from the class and said, "You still dare to cry? This time the average score is five points lower than Class 2. What does it mean to have an average score five points lower? I've lost face because of you!"
After he finished talking about his subject, it was the turn of the next teacher, who happened to be the homeroom teacher. She paused when she saw Jiang Yuxia, but didn't say much.
Jiang Yuxia was attending a parent-teacher conference for the first time, and after a while, he got bored. His math teacher had just told him to finish his math test before the conference, so he had no choice but to hurry up and finish.
Zhai Nuo sat at the table next to him. It was a rare occasion for his father to attend a parent-teacher conference. He seemed a little excited. "Dad, I took the exam for grade 31 this time, which is 15 places higher than last time."
His father hummed, picked up the report card on the table and looked at it carefully. He caught a glimpse of Jiang Yuxia doing homework and asked, "What place did he get?"
Zhai Nuo followed his gaze to Jiang Yuxia, the smile on his face froze for a moment, "I, I don't know, the teacher only showed me my report card."
His father heard him stuttering, glanced at him, and said, understandingly, "His grades are better than yours, but you don't even have the courage to admit it."
"Other people who have better grades than you are still able to remain calm and do their homework quietly, yet you are so complacent over this small improvement."
"Yes, I'm sorry." Zhai Nuo scratched his index finger with his thumb nail and looked up at Jiang Yuxia.
The head teacher commended the students who had made progress, and then pointed out a few students who had regressed, asking them to continue working hard.
Zhai Nuo sent a message to someone unknown.
A moment later, someone raised their hand. "Teacher, hasn't Jiang Yuxia also regressed? You can't ignore him just because he has no parents. Although Jiang Yuxia is an orphan, he must be very sad if you ignore him like this. You should at least treat him equally!"
The head teacher was stunned for a moment, "Jiang Yuxia's grades haven't declined too much..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard some parents discussing in low voices.
"No parents?"
"I seem to have heard that there is an orphanage in their class."
"Can an orphanage afford to go to this school?"
"Shh, keep your voice down."
"How pitiful."
"Yeah, my guy always relies on me wherever he goes. I can't imagine how he would grow up if he had been alone since he was young."
Jiang Yuxia paused his pen, his long bangs fluttering in the breeze behind the classroom door. Though he tried to keep the surrounding chatter subdued, it still drifted into his ears in the quiet.
He really didn't care much about his status as an orphan. He had lived to this age whether he had parents or not.
But it still feels uncomfortable to be stared at by so many pairs of eyes, some with pity and some with hostility.
It was as if someone had set up a stage and casually thrown him on it. It was also as if they were all from the same world, and he was independent of everyone else.
He tightened his grip on the pen, straightened his back, stared at the test paper motionlessly, and deliberately drew two lines on the question with the tip of the pen, trying his best to pretend that he didn't care about anything.
Only he knew that a layer of sweat had broken out on his back. Perhaps he was not as indifferent as he thought.
"Report."
The boy's loud voice suddenly rang out at the door, and all eyes were drawn over there, including those on Jiang Yuxia.
The head teacher asked in surprise, "Zhou Boye?"
Zhou Boye is a popular figure in the school. He has good grades, is handsome, and has won many awards in various competitions. Almost everyone knows him.
"What are you doing here?"
Hearing the three words "Zhou Boye", Jiang Yuxia suddenly looked up towards the door.
"Come to the parent-teacher conference."
Homeroom teacher: "Huh? What kind of parent-teacher conference are you holding?"
Zhou Boye walked straight towards Jiang Yuxia, "I'll give him Jiang Yuxia Kai, I'm his brother."
head teacher:"……"
"Stop making trouble, get out now."
"Teacher, I'm not making a fuss. I'm really here to attend a parent-teacher meeting for him." He said as he sat down next to Jiang Yuxia, patted his hands soothingly, and gave him a "reassured" look.
"There's no age limit for the Parents' Meeting, right? I still have to look at my brother's grades and adjust his tutoring accordingly."
He paused, glancing at the classmate who had just spoken, and said in a slightly cold tone, "As for saying my brother has no parents... usually when someone says something like that, I assume he has no parents."
There was a burst of laughter.
The man's mother choked, "You..."
She wanted to say something in rebuttal, but she didn't know how. Facing everyone's gazes, she reached out and slapped her child hard, "How can you be so rude? Apologize to your classmates!"
"Hiss—it hurts!" The child cried out in pain, stood up reluctantly and said sorry to Jiang Yuxia.
Zhou Boye looked at Jiang Yuxia, who nodded almost inaudibly. He then stopped and resumed his playful and cheerful demeanor. "Sorry to bother you all. Teacher, please continue."
The head teacher glanced at the parents and students who had completely quieted down, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Well, since you're here, go sit down below."
"Okay."
Zhou Boye sat next to Jiang Yuxia.
Jiang Yuxia handed him a tissue and looked at his sweaty head. "Did you run here?"
Zhou Boye took the tissue and said, "Yeah, I went to the courtyard to look for you. Auntie said you came to study, so I hurried over."
Jiang Yuxia's heart skipped a beat. Zhou Boye must have known about the junior high school parents' meeting today, so he went to find him. "Just walk slowly, why are you running?"
Zhou Boye smiled. Zhai Nuo, who was sitting at the next table, seemed to have heard their conversation and snorted. However, because his father was beside him, he could only lower his voice and say, "It's so noisy."
Zhai Nuo was just looking for trouble. Jiang Yuxia didn't want to pay attention to him, and it would make him look stupid if he did.
But Zhou Boye is not.
He seemed to have just seen the person sitting next to him, and was surprised in an exaggerated but not abrupt way. "Uncle Zhai, Xiao Nuo? What a coincidence? Xiao Nuo is also in this class?"
Zhai Nuo: "..."
Pretending! Was he glaring at me like a dog just now?
"Yes." Zhai Nuo's father nodded at him and looked at Jiang Yuxia curiously, "Who is this, Aye?"
"My brother."
"That's it." Zhai Nuo's father did not ask any further questions. He naturally knew Zhou Boye's family situation, but since he had said so, it would be impolite for him to ask again.
Zhai Nuo's father and Zhou Boye's father are friends, and Zhai Nuo likes Zhou Boye very much.
However, because of his love, the relationship between Zhai Nuo and Zhou Boye is not good.
Because Zhai Nuo equally hates any peer who is better than him.
Zhou Boye saw his indignant face, his eyes turned slightly, and he started chatting with Zhai Nuo's father, "Uncle Zhai, how did Xiao Nuo do in the exam this time?"
Zhai Nuo's father: "Improved a few places."
"It's good to see progress. Unlike my brother, he's fallen back so much, even to tenth place. I'm so worried."
He sounded so worried that his hair almost fell out.
Zhai Nuo's father: "..."
Zhai Nuo's face changed, and he secretly glanced up at his father. Sure enough, he saw his father staring at his report card with an unhappy expression.
Zhai Nuo's father: "Tenth place is not bad..."
"It might be good for others, but his results have never been lower than the top three."
The subtle boasting in his tone almost made Zhai Nuo Hong Wen angry, and he was about to spit. After all, his father was around and restricted his performance, so he was so angry that he couldn't vent it.
Zhou Boye chatted with Zhai Nuo's father like a little adult, ranging from poetry and songs to philosophy of life, including but not limited to children's education issues.
He described Jiang Yuxia's daily routine as even worse than that of a special forces soldier. If Zhai Nuo's father really listened to him, Zhai Nuo's future would probably be difficult.
Until the end of the parent-teacher conference, Zhai Nuo followed closely behind his father, "Dad, walk slower, wait for me."
His father's face was gloomy. "You can't even keep up with others in your studies, and now you can't even walk?"
Zhai Nuo paused for a moment before jogging to catch up. He tightened his grip on the report card, his expression somewhat aggrieved.
The driver was already waiting for them at the door. Zhai Nuo's father got in first and said, "I'm going to the company. You can take a taxi back by yourself."
Zhai Nuo silently withdrew his foot from the car and said, "Okay..."
"Also, I plan to change the teachers in your training class and add five more classes a week."
Zhai Nuo's eyes widened, and he quickly said, "I think this teacher is great! I don't want to change!"
It was a rare occasion for him to disobey his father's decision.
"Okay?" His father sneered. "Okay, you ranked in the top 30? You can't even beat an orphan. How can I trust you to hand over the company to you in the future?"
Zhai Nuo's eyes gradually darkened and he didn't speak for a long time.
His father waved to the driver and asked him to drive.
Zhai Nuo moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing. He stood there silently watching the car disappear from his sight.
Zhou Boye and Jiang Yuxia were not far away and saw the whole scene.
Zhou Boye: "Zhai Nuo's father is a very strict man. His family often uses family rules, just like a family in the old feudal society."
"His personality doesn't seem like it, he's quite..." Jiang Yuxia thought for a moment before finally saying, "lively."
Zhou Boye laughed. "He grew up in his grandmother's house until he was a teenager. The educational philosophies of the two families are completely different."
"Okay, let's not talk about him anymore. If he bullies you again, just fight back. He's more afraid of making a big fuss than you are."
Jiang Yuxia nodded, obviously having heard it. His eyes rolled around and he had a lot of ideas in his mind.
"Would you like to stay at my house tonight or should I take you home?"
The two walked in the night, the light from the street lamp shone on Zhou Boye. He was tall and slender, with a smile on the corner of his lips.
A gust of evening breeze blew, ruffling the strands of hair on his forehead and gently lifting the corner of his school uniform.
Jiang Yuxia's pupils shrank and he looked away. "It's late. I'll go back by myself."
"Still want to go back? Fine, I'll take you there."
"No, I'm riding a bike."
"Hey, that's perfect. I'll take you. It's been a while since I've ridden."
Zhou Boye didn't say anything, found his bicycle and pushed it out, "Youyou, get on."
Jiang Yuxia glanced at the bicycle and asked, "...Where should I sit?"
Jiang Yuxia bought the bicycle with his own money. He likes cool things, so he naturally wouldn't buy one with a pillion seat.
"In front." Zhou Boye reached out and patted the front bar of the bicycle.
Jiang Yuxia: "..."
The corners of his lips twitched, "You sit if you want."
He won't sit.
I would rather die than sit here!
The next second, Chi Xingyi waved his hand with one hand and covered his face with the other.
How shameful.
"There's no one back there, stop covering your face. It's rare for me to lead someone, is it really that embarrassing?"
Zhou Boye's voice was very close to him. Jiang Yuxia could even feel the cool autumn breeze mixed with his body temperature, carrying an indescribable warmth and the refreshing scent of lemon.
He slowly lowered his hands. The front bar of the bicycle was not very big, and Zhou Boye clasped his hands and waved. He almost leaned in his arms. Although he had tried his best to lean forward, he could not avoid various touches.
The corners of Zhou Boye's school uniform were constantly lifted up by the wind, and then fell heavily, rubbing against the back of Jiang Yuxia's half-hanging hand.
Jiang Yuxia lowered his eyes to look at the back of his hand, moved his fingers, but as if possessed by a magic spell, he did not retract them.
When the bicycle stopped, he quickly jumped off. Zhou Boye thought he was embarrassed and laughed, "How about I sit in the front next time and you take me?"
Jiang Yuxia ignored him.
The driver who had been following behind shouted.
Jiang Yuxia: "It's very late, go back quickly."
Zhou Boye returned the bicycle to Jiang Yuxia and said, "Then I'll be leaving first."
He took two steps out and came back, "I've been calling you brother all night, but you haven't called me once."
He was a bit lazy and said, "Call me brother~"
Jiang Yuxia rolled her eyes at him and said, "No, you're not my brother."
Zhou Boye's body stiffened slightly, then returned to normal after a few seconds. Jiang Yuxia didn't see the change in his eyes, but only heard him say, "Okay, see you tomorrow, you stubborn boy."
Jiang Yuxia looked at his back and moved his lips. The bicycle handles still had the warmth of his body. He tightened his grip and his brows gradually furrowed.
I vaguely felt that something was quietly sprouting.
During that period of time, he began to distance himself from Zhou Boye intentionally or unintentionally, always feeling that as long as he kept some distance, some of the difficult-to-suppress emotions would slowly fade away.
Zhou Boye seemed not to notice and continued to pester him as usual.
Until one day, he saw a bright-looking senior schoolmate smiling and handing a letter to Zhou Boye under a bunch of tall crape myrtles at school.
The pink envelope, sealed with a red love sticker, was obvious to anyone - it was a love letter.
At that moment, all the dark, twisted, and negative emotions burst out. He even wanted to rush over without caring about anything and tear up the love letter in front of them.
But fortunately, he still had a trace of rationality. He took a deep breath and turned away. What right did he have to tear up the love letter...
Even if Zhou Boye is in a relationship, it should be healthy and positive. No matter what, it is not his turn.
After that, his distance from Zhou Boye became even more obvious. Even Zhai Nuo noticed that something was wrong with their relationship and laughed at him, "Why don't you cling to Zhou Boye anymore? Does he not want you anymore? He's still a brother. He's worse than a dog you picked up on the street. You can take a dog home and keep it as a pet. Can you take it home? That's hilarious."
After hearing his words, Jiang Yuxia glanced at him calmly. He didn't know what expression he had given him, but it seemed to have frightened Zhai Nuo enough that his voice trembled.
He withdrew his gaze and continued reading, but he didn't absorb a single word. During that time, his negative emotions exploded, and all kinds of dark thoughts popped up from time to time, sometimes scaring him.
Maybe it was because he had to snatch everything when he was a kid, so now he even wants to snatch Zhou Boye...
This state lasted for a month, during which he barely saw Zhou Boye. He remained silent, buried in his studies, and isolated himself.
He thought this would work, but some emotions were like uncontrollable vines, climbing and twisting, climbing again and again, densely tangling into balls, trapping him, constantly tightening until they pierced into his flesh, bones and blood.
He could no longer deceive himself, he liked Zhou Boye.
Even he himself doesn't know when it started.
During evening self-study, he was the last one to leave the class. When he reached the door with his schoolbag on his back, he saw Zhou Boye standing at the stairs.
This is the junior high school. Zhou Boye must have come here to look for him. His body reacted faster than his brain and he turned around and wanted to hide.
But the other party was faster than him and grabbed his wrist with one hand. Zhou Boye's expression was not very good. The corners of his lips that had been raised all the time were now lowered. "Still hiding?"
He was very strong and his hands were very hot, and the skin between them was extremely hot when it touched.
Jiang Yuxia struggled to take her hand back, but Zhou Boye wouldn't let go.
Zhou Boye said in a bad tone, "What happened? Why are you hiding from me like this?"
“…”
The campus was very quiet at this moment. They were the last two to arrive. Once they fell silent, the only sounds in their ears were breathing and someone's thunderous heartbeat.
Jiang Yuxia tried to appear calm. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm not hiding from you. I've just been studying harder lately. I want to go to a good high school, one that covers all tuition."
"You don't want to helicopter?"
“I can’t afford this high school.”
"I'll support you."
Jiang Yuxia quickly refused, "No need."
"Why?"
"Why?" Jiang Yuxia clenched his fists a little tighter. "Do you even need to ask why?"
He stared straight at Zhou Boye, "Zhou Boye, I'm not your brother! I never can be!"
He clearly felt the hand on his wrist tighten as he said this. He couldn't read the emotion in his eyes, but it must be hurt. After taking care of him for so many years, in the end, nothing good happened and he was even denied like this.
Jiang Yuxia, you are so...heartless!
Zhou Boye frowned.
"You ask what you are to me?"
The emotions that had been suppressed for so long suddenly surged up without any regard, overwhelming him.
His long-siphoned rationality was like a rubber band stretched too long, snapping completely. He stood on tiptoe and bit Zhou Boye's lips fiercely until a drop of blood oozed out, which he rolled into his mouth with his tongue.
Jiang Yuxia lowered his eyes, as if to destroy himself, and said word by word: "That's it."
His wrists were loosened, and Jiang Yuxia's hands hung dejectedly at his sides. He didn't even look up at Zhou Boye. So be it, at least... he wouldn't have to hide from him every day anymore.
His lips, still stained with his own blood, formed a strange smile. He blinked, and his vision suddenly blurred. He clenched his teeth, an indescribable bitterness rushing to his nose, and the next moment a tear fell onto the tiled floor.
His pupils shrank, and he was afraid that Zhou Boye would see it, so he turned around and tried to run away.
"Youyou." Zhou Boye called him, and his shivering body was wrapped tightly in an embrace, and the embarrassment and confusion that had nowhere to hide were spread out and known.
Jiang Yuxia's tears fell even harder, and Zhou Boye hugged him even tighter, "Baby, we are the same."
Are they the same?
Jiang Yuxia's eyes widened in disbelief. He wanted to look up at Zhou Boye, but he was held tightly and couldn't break free.
Zhou Boye lowered his head and put his lips against his forehead. The warm and soft touch made the corners of his lips bend downwards. All the grievances he had accumulated over the past few days burst out in one breath. He clutched his clothes tightly like a child and cried out with sobs.
He was so scared.
I was afraid of leaving Zhou Boye like this.
The light at the classroom door flickered, and two figures hugging each other gradually walked away.
A voice sounded, "It was you who provoked me, why did you leave first?"
Bang! After a loud bang, the image began to distort.
Jiang Yuxia panicked and tried to grab Zhou Boye, but she saw the whole world burst like a colorful soap bubble, bursting into countless small points of light, which slowly faded away and disappeared without a trace.
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