Chapter 3 Red Wall

"What are you looking at? I won't cry."

Zhang Jigang leaned against the red wall of the school playground and did not look at Cui Yu's face, but he could still feel something strange from the burning heat coming from his fingertips. Feelings.

This kid has been holding his hand tightly since just now, and his nails are digging into his flesh and he is unwilling to let go.

No pain? No response?

What a fucking freak.

His family is very poor, and he is too poor to get involved in love, but he is not without love.

The time Cui Yu cursed someone for the first time, he hid in the men's toilet cubicle.

He heard the freckled faces in the class talking about him through the wall: "The class beauty actually wrote a love letter to Zhang Jigang, and the girl from Class 3 who keeps leaning on the window to look at him must be blind! That boy is poor and has poor grades. Isn’t it just that he has a face that can be seen..."

The freckled face is a typical follower, born to be a pawn. He used to follow the class bully and be responsible for sweeping goods in the canteen. As a result, the eldest brother was ordered to drop out of school for violating school rules many times. Later, he set his sights on top students.

"Shut up."

Cui Yu looked up from the sink and walked slowly to the freckled face, with a chill in his eyes.

"Brother Yu, I'm talking about Zhang Jigang..."

The freckled face usually learns from the homework templates of the top students. Seeing the displeasure on the other side's face, he immediately restrained himself: "I'm just fighting for you. Only those beautiful girls are worthy of you." , chasing you is not enough. I heard people say that Zhang Jigang’s father cheated on his kindergarten teacher and was beaten like a grandson at the food stall, hahaha, all sons and fathers are bad..."

In the blink of an eye, his freckled face was kicked. Kicked to the ground.

Cui Yu grabbed the man's school uniform collar tightly and pushed the freckled face against the door frame. His voice was as cold as ice: "If your son follows his father, then your father deserves to die."

The dull sound of beating the flesh was mixed with the freckled face's wail. It was like a drama, and Zhang Jigang was sitting in the front row, just separated by a door.

"Brother, you, you are sick...ah...stop fighting, stop fighting...do you like him or something, so you are protecting him like this!"

Zhang Jigang was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't move, but there was a sound in his chest. The drum beat became more and more intense.

"It's none of your business."

The eavesdropper was startled and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't like it.

When it became quiet outside, Zhang Jigang walked out of the cramped space, thinking to himself, he must not like me.

From that time on, Zhang Jigang seemed to have accidentally peeked into another side of Cui Yu, the decisiveness and ruthlessness hidden under the delicate skin, and the little white rabbit could bite people.

Nicotine poured into the depths of his throat, stimulating his limbs and bones, making Zhang Jigang, who had been leaning against the red wall in silence for a long time, seem to come to life.

He smiled and put his hand on Cui Yu's shoulder: "You keep following me like this, don't you want to complain to the class teacher that I smoke secretly?"

Those deep amber eyes stared straight at him, Zhang Ji Gang pursed his lips, trying to avoid that persistent gaze.

Cui Yu turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "Your ears are red."

He lowered his eyes and cursed: "You are blind!"

He reached out and rubbed his ears hard a few times, and said impatiently: "There are more than two Yue, something like this happened in my family. I don’t plan to take the college entrance examination anymore. I won’t bully you anymore... just study in peace!" "If you don't take the exam, then I won't take the exam

either."

"What do you mean...?"

Holding the back of the neck, Zhang Jigang tilted his head back, and when his lips were slightly open, Cui Yu kissed him.

To be honest, that was the most ridiculous thing Zhang Jigang had encountered in the past eighteen years.

In addition to absurdity, there is also confusion, suffocation, pain, relief... and desire after the youth has faded.

Cui Yu leaned close to his ear and showed a completely different evil smile than usual: "...I have wanted to do this a long time ago."