The Name of the Disease is You

5

Shi Niannian's hands to wipe clothes stopped, looked straight at her, and looked at her frivolous face.

She put on her colonel again, stood up, brushed the school trousers stained with grass, and turned away without saying anything.

Shi Niannian went to the bathroom to wash her face. The beads of water wet her hair into several locks and glued them to her face. She raised her hand and wiped it with the back of her hand.

"Hear heard that Jiang Xiao is back. Now he is in Class 3, Grade Two of Senior High School, Cai Yucai's class."

"Ah? Can he go back to the First Middle School to study when he comes out of prison?"

"His father is the school director. He has a lot of money at home, and I heard that he is the only son. He can go wherever he wants."

"If only I weren't prone to violence. I was the first to write a love letter to him. I just glanced at Class 3. I'm so handsome!"

...

Shi Nian threw the tissues into the paper basket and walked out of the bathroom.

"Nian Nian." Jiang Ling called her, "I brought you dinner."

"Thank you." Shi Niannian smiled at her.

Jiang Ling sat back, watched her eat with his cheeks in his hands, and glanced at her: "Cheng Qi and the others didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Shi Niannian chewed a piece of vegetable, his cheeks bulged slightly, lowered his eyes and continued to eat. He shook his head: "I ran away."

Because of stuttering, the time reading is generally short, and some sentences that are usually said can be said smoothly.

Jiang Ling smiled, raised her hand and pinched her in the face. Her eyes turned to the table of the man next to her. He whispered and mysteriously, "Oh, Nian, do you know Jiang Xiao?"

"Huh?" She raised her eyes, and Jiang Ling pressed her voice with a gossipy face.

"In the past, a middle school bully should have been a freshman now. Later, he stabed a man in the summer vacation at the end of his sophomore year and took a knife. There were pictures in the school post bar before, all of which were blood, which were super terrible."

Speaking of which, Jiang Ling frowned.

Jiang Ling was promoted from junior high school. When Jiang was a sophomore in high school, she was in the third year of junior high school.

"Jiang Yu's ears also seemed to have something wrong with him. He lived in a hospital for a long time, and then he was imprisoned."

Shi Nian remembered Jiang Yu at the gate of the prison that night.

"He, his ears?"

Didn't you hear me?

"Maybe it's all right. More than a year has passed." Jiang Ling shrugged his shoulders.

While talking, Jiang Yu came in from the door, and the originally noisy classroom calmed down in an instant.

Other people have long legs, squeeze their lips, carry school uniforms in their hands, revealing the black T-shirt inside, and deep two rows of collarbones exposed outside, which makes people unconsciously feel thirsty.

He walked to his seat a few steps, lay on the table, and threw his school uniform on the ground.

From the perspective of time, you can see the half-folded tail of his eyes and the cyan blood vessels behind his auricle.