The night is a little heavy,

A distance from a long distance.

In the basement.

The boy slowly put down his phone, his movements were gentle, his eyes were a little silent, and the strong wind could not stir up waves. He just landed in a certain place without any focus, his face calm.

The whole person was sinking into the cramped darkness.

A "bang" sound!

It rang out particularly clearly in the basement.

The phone took off its hand and fell to the ground. The man's fingertips were trembling slightly.

The sudden suffocation made people breathless. The boy's throat rolled and he couldn't help but breathe. He had just taken the medicine, but now, the silent and surging pain swept over again, surging violently, like a knife cutting the bone marrow, making the person feel chill all over.

The shadows covered the sky and weaved a dense net, and the dirty, violent, gray and unbearable pasts that wanted to be forgotten strangled his throat.

At that moment,

The boy was tense all over, trying hard to endure something, his eyes were so deep that he pressed his left wrist with one hand. The watch he was wearing was rarely taken off for so many years. He pressed it hard, his finger bones stretched out terrifyingly pale, and his back was silently wet with cold sweat.

The gasping sound became more and more rapid. He didn't know why he had such a big reaction, but it seemed that in that moment, he returned to the beginning.

The nightmare that desperately wants to escape but can never escape.

The boy raised his body and wanted to stand up. At the moment he got up, his eyes turned black and his body shook. He couldn't help but staggered to kneel on the ground, and he hit the hard and cold ground with one knee. He stretched out a very sharp curve from his jaw to his neck.

The surging pain almost wiped out people, and it was hard to tell whether it was psychological or physical.

The pain of his stomach twitching made him feel a desire to vomit. He felt nauseous and nauseous, but he couldn't vomit anything.

The drawer was roughly pulled open, and the sound of rumbling was harsh. The boy took four or five painkillers in a row. His hands were trembling and his teeth were trembling. He bit them one by one. The bitterness filled the tip of his tongue, replacing a certain pain, which made him rush out of the past.

Wouldn't you feel tired?

He just wanted to live.

He was like a dehydrated whale, on the verge of suffocation countless times, and sat on the ground for a long time. One leg was bent, his left hand was placed on his knee, and he was unable to hang down. His watch half-covered the thin wrist. The effect of the painkiller gradually eased. He slowly came to his senses and leaned against the edge of the bed in a daze. His thoughts were completely empty, and his eyes were empty, and he didn't think about anything.

A little sound,

It will bring him back from his illusory sense of existence.

The whole person was hidden in the darkness.

Perhaps it is because there have been too many things that have happened recently and too many things that have been under my heart that will stimulate him to this extent.

Ranbai stood up, feeling pale and exhausted all over his body. He lowered his eyes calmly and glanced at his hands, went to the bathroom to wash his face, patted the cold water on his face, and gradually came back rationality.

He was used to maintaining extreme rationality after losing control and getting rid of his shortcomings. The basement was very quiet. The boy read the questions casually for a while, his side face was cold, as if nothing had happened.

Over the years,

He probably got such a benefit.

No matter what, good or bad, you can accept it very quickly.

There is nothing to care about.

The lights in the basement are very dim and I can’t see clearly when writing questions. My eyes will be sore after a long time.

By the time he had sorted out his physics collection, it was already two o'clock.

The stomach was still so painful that the boy touched the painkiller in his hands. After a while, he took it back. Taking too much painkiller would become addicted. If he could bear it, he would not want to be addicted to such things.

After being stunned for a while,

He turned off the lights and the room was silent.

…

The next day,

When Chu Xu arrived at the class, it was the first class that ended. He lowered his eyes lazily and was about to push open the class door.

Unexpectedly, the door was pushed open by the person inside first.

In that moment,

Chu Xu seemed to notice something and looked over.

His eyes were striking with Ranbai.

The boy was wearing that school uniform as always, always meticulous, and never pulled open the zipper. He was tall and thin, with cold eyebrows and eyes. He just stood in front of the classroom door, holding a stack of physics papers in his hand.

This was the first time they caught up in the accident after Ranbai left the Chu family.

The two fought against each other, and no one moved.

The atmosphere seemed to be quiet.

The people in the classroom also noticed this scene. The main reason is that the atmosphere between the two was too solid and subtle, so they felt something was wrong no matter how they looked at it, and they were secretly excited.

Is the war between the god of academics and the school tyrants finally about to break out?

They are ready!

"Let's make it." Ranbai spoke calmly, with a cold voice.

Chu Xu's back stiffened slightly, then lowered his eyes, and turned his lower body as if nothing had happened, asking the boy to go out first.

When passing by,

The light fragrance lingers.

Like the most familiar stranger.

Classmates who were already ready to watch a war of the century:???

It's over before it even started?!

They were all ready to watch the war between the two big bosses, but they told them that it was all?

certainly,

The two parties involved didn't know that the inner scenes of the other students would be so rich. One was rigorous in style and went to the office, while the other was sleeping in the last row in a casual and lazy manner.

Until the afternoon, I didn't say a word.

Chu Xu felt that the position that Jingbai chose was really bad.

Every time he raised his eyes, the first thing he saw was the silhouette in the first row diagonally diagonally, with a clear and clear side face.

After hitting it, Chu Xu withdrew his gaze irritably and looked out the window.

"Brother Xu..." Zheng Boye came over. He coughed several times with suggestiveness and asked in a low voice: "Have you quarreled with the God of Learning? I see why you have been weird these two days."

The school bully leaned against the wall, and when he turned sideways, the light and shadows sprinkled on his eyelashes, showing some indifferent laziness and sloppy question: "Do I have a good time with him?"

"Uh--" Zheng Boye hesitated for a few seconds, recalling the little movements of the two big guys in class, even the exam room, and then answered sincerely: "You two were very loving before."

certainly,

After the words are spoken,

Zheng Boye realized something was wrong.

It seems that it cannot be described in this way.

But he failed to pass the Chinese language and didn't care so much about it.

But suddenly I felt the atmosphere quiet.

"Is what I said wrong?" Zheng Boye scratched his head, not understanding, probably because he felt a little cold behind him. He subconsciously turned his head and then found-

The God of Learning was standing behind him, probably closing the notes. There was no expression on his face, his sharp eyes pressed against the clear indifference, and the wind and clouds were light, and there was a sense of oppression.
Chapter completed!