ferocious

Chapter 18

Zhu Guining was sitting on the back seat of Yin Shanyue's bicycle eating breakfast, holding two half-eaten fried dough sticks in his hands, and two sealed cups of hot soy milk hanging on his wrists. It's light blue and the quality doesn't look very good.

Just bought the car a few days ago, Yin Shanyue specifically asked the owner of the bicycle shop to pick out the strongest one for him.The body is larger than ordinary bicycles, the rear seat is widened, and a sponge cushion is tied to it. It is completely black, and there is a bell the size of a fist hanging on the handlebar.

Zhu Guining didn't dislike its ugliness either, knowing that Yin Shanyue went to the construction site to work night labor for half a month before he saved enough money to buy it, and sat in the back seat every day, commuting to and from school with Yin Shanyue.

It was already late in late autumn, and the sky was still dark and dark after seven o'clock in the morning.

Relying on his good health, Yin Shan only wore a single shirt underneath. Even the school uniform jacket was added at the strong request of Zhu Guining. Now the front row of buttons is more than half undone, so he can take it up when the car is moving forward. The strong wind swayed the coat and flapped it in the direction of Zhu Guining behind.

Zhu Guining took a bite of the fritters that were already freezing cold, a small bulge was propped up on the right cheek, and he said vaguely to Yin Shanyue, "Put on your clothes."

Yin Shanyue pretended not to hear, and pedaled his bicycle vigorously.

Although the deep-fried dough sticks have cooled down, the fragrance is still there, like a twisted silk thread, twisting and twisting to get under Yin Shanyue's nose.

The bicycle carrying two people was still very heavy, Yin Shanyue arched his back, tightened his five fingers on the handlebar, turned his head while waiting for the traffic lights, and kept his gaze fixed on the road conditions in front of him, occasionally glanced over, Seeing that there was only one third of the fried dough stick left in Zhu Guining's hand, he frowned: "Give me a bite."

Zhu Guining swallowed the fritters in his mouth, blinked: "No."

The veins on Yin Shanyue's forehead twitched, and he called him by his name word by word: "...Zhu Guining." For breakfast for two, just give him a cup of soy milk?The little bastard is really out of order.

As if to prove that what he said was not a lie, Zhu Guining stuffed the remaining fried dough sticks into his mouth in one go, his cheeks bulged out like a hamster, and his voice was vague: "You don't listen to me, Why should I listen to you?" A logical and reasonable look.

After the words were finished, a gust of cool wind blew over in a timely manner, like a knife, making people's exposed skin hurt.

Yin Shan was helpless with him, propped his two long legs on the ground, let go of his hand holding the handlebar, and fastened the buttons of his clothes back before the traffic light changed color, to block the cold wind outside.

The bicycle was on the road again, without a rearview mirror, Yin Shanyue could only feel the warmth on his back, and then a steaming meat bun stretched out from under his arm, and Zhu Guining's voice was next to his ear, succinctly: " eat."

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Lingzhong built a carport outside the fence of the school's front gate. Yin Shanyue pushed the bicycle in and bent down to lock it.

Zhu Guining has always been afraid of the cold, and the weather has only turned slightly cooler, so he can't wait to put on a dark brown fleece sweater, but only a pair of beige cropped pants on his lower body, revealing his thin white legs and ankles.He stood on the aisle in the middle of the carport, with his hands in his pockets, his face pale.

After Yin Shanyue locked the car, he pulled out the key from the keyhole, straightened up, walked to Zhu Guining's side, reached out to help him turn out the collar of the shirt that was pressed under the sweater, and smoothed out the wrinkles on it.

Zhu Guining is very obedient at such times, standing in place, lowering his head and staring at his toes, letting Yin Shanyue play with him like a doll.

Yin Shanyue's frame and body are much taller than Zhu Guining's, and he stood beside him like a mountain, stretched out his right hand and rubbed it on the little vixen's head a few times, making his originally neat bangs curl up, The branches are scattered all over the head.

Zhu Guining curled his lips unwillingly, did not resist, lowered his eyelids, and looked submissive.He knew that Yin Shanyue liked his reaction the most.

"Be good." Yin Shanyue grinned, taking advantage of no one around the carport, leaned down and kissed the corner of Zhu Guining's lips lightly, before parting, he stuck out the tip of his tongue, hooked the other's lips, and sucked hard Take a sip.

Zhu Guining cooperated with him with his chin raised.

Although it was a touch-and-leave kiss, with another person's participation and response, it only took a short moment for the surrounding atmosphere to become ambiguous.

Normally, both of them have to go to school, and Yin Shanyue has to take care of the supermarket at home during their spare time, so for half a month, except for weekends, they rarely have time to spend together.

Although Yin Shanyue spent the night at Zhu Guining's house the night before, he hadn't had time to vent all the emotions and love/desires he had accumulated for a week, and he had to come to class again the next morning.

Therefore, even though this is a public place where the wind is everywhere and strangers may find it at any time, Yin Shanyue still couldn't restrain himself, took a bite of the little vixen's face, and quickly left.

The less afraid Yin Shan was, the less worried Zhu Guining would be. He stretched out two arms, grabbed the other's neck and refused to let him go, and acted coquettishly, which meant that he needed a little more tenderness.

The two kissed deeply in the corner of the carport, with Yin Shanyue's coat covering their heads, creating a small space isolated from the outside world.

When Zhu Guining walked out of the carport, his hands and feet were weak, his cheeks were flushed, and there was misty mist in his eyes, as if he was drunk, walking lightly on the clouds.

Yin Shanyue carried two schoolbags in his left hand, and the two brothers in his right hand seemed to be holding Zhu Guining's shoulders. They seemed to be looking normal, but the small cut at the corner of his mouth betrayed him completely.

They came early today, the sky was dark, the street lights at the school gate were neatly lit up, and the security guard in the guard booth was still sleepy and yawning big.

Everything seems to be the same as usual.

It's a pity that such an illusion of calm didn't last long. Soon, Yin Shanyue smelled something unusual from those students who pretended to be passing by but deliberately cast their eyes on the two of them.

No, to be more precise, those eyes and gazes with doubts, prying eyes, and even disdain gathered together, and all of them were cast on only one person, full of malice.

In fact, compared to Yin Shanyue, Zhu Guining's perception of external changes and emotions is obviously more sensitive.But now, he is leaning abnormally on Yin Shanyue's shoulder, turning a blind eye to the unfriendly eyes of those students who come and go, and he doesn't even bother to lift his eyelids, even giving them alms from the corner of his eye.

Yin Shanyue's fingers on Zhu Guining's shoulders tightened subconsciously, and his eyebrows frowned into the word "Chuan".

Zhu Guining still had that lazy look, even raised his head and smiled at Yin Shanyue in order to comfort Yin Shanyue, and didn't seem to care too much.

Soon, the two discovered the source of these people's strange reactions.

There are several bulletin boards erected on the tree-lined road leading to the playground from the bottom of the teaching building. They are usually used to post academic announcements, or to reward students with excellent grades in exams, and sometimes they are also used to publish blackboard newspapers.

In short, it will not be like now, where dozens of color-printed posters are pasted on six blackboards seamlessly.

There are only pictures on the poster, no text, and a large piece of flesh-colored white flowers. If you look at it more, it will do great harm to the physical and mental health of young people.

The screen seems to be a high-definition screenshot of some kind of video, and there is even a mark and format of the recording time in the upper right corner.Three naked men and women occupy two-thirds of the picture, and the two men are thick-skinned from head to toe. Even so, the frank and naked flesh colors still clearly expose the fact that they are completely naked.

Among them was a middle-aged woman. Among the mosaics on the screen, only her face and body were particularly clear.

The woman looks about 50 to [-] years old. A wrinkled face is just facing the camera. Her hair is disheveled, and the fat on her belly is perfectly preserved by the high-definition lens. Two men, one behind the other, will With her in the middle, it wasn't hard to see what they were doing.

The person who made this poster had sinister intentions. Not only did he hide other people, but he deliberately enlarged the obsessed look of the woman in the center of the picture. He also attached a photo of the woman in formal attire to the side, as if she was afraid that people would not be able to recognize her usual appearance. , using a blood-red arrow to connect her two completely different appearances.

This is not enough, on the right side of the woman's formal photo, there is Zhu Guining's face.

It was a ID photo taken together when we entered school, one inch bareheaded, blue background.Zhu Guining's expression in the photo is very serious, without a smile, his expression is indifferent and high-spirited, his delicate facial features are almost carved out of the same mold as the middle-aged woman next to him, and the mother-child relationship between the two is obvious expose.

There are only more than 200 students in one grade in Lingzhong. Most of the students can recognize the faces in the school every time they study here for one or two years. His people are just too many.

The woman is also very well-known among the students. I heard that she is a wealthy businessman who has done a lot of business. Since her son transferred to Lingzhong, she has donated a lot of money to the school. The campus was renovated from the inside to the outside in the last summer vacation. During that time, every corner of the school was covered with thank-you letters for her.

The students even saw a woman behind a successful entrepreneur who gave a speech at the school, wearing a high-end suit, with very delicate and capable makeup on her face, with a gentle and powerful aura. any male.

But before being pointed out in such a naked way to compare the photos, no one thought that she was Zhu Guining's mother.

... It's as if no one knows that a proud and confident wealthy businesswoman in front of the public is so lewd/slutty behind the scenes, actually making peace with two men at the same time.

There were a lot of people pointing and whispering in front of the bulletin board, their expressions were contemptuous, and there were not a few people who even had a bad feeling towards Zhu Guining.

Seeing Yin Shanyue, who was following Zhu Guining, with a face so gloomy that he could drip ink, walking towards the bulletin board, they made way for them one after another, and then shut up, not daring to say any more.

It's a pity that the voice can be suppressed, but the sight cannot be blocked.

Zhu Guining was wrapped in countless real, surprised and disgusted eyes, but he couldn't see any resentment or anger because of the revelation of his mother's adultery.

When he walked to the bulletin board, his eyes were numb, looking at his mother's naked body on it, he didn't feel the slightest bit of shame or excitement.

The students around held their breaths, trying to dig out any humiliation or pain they wanted to see from Zhu Guining's face, but it was a pity that they stared until their eyes were sore, but they found nothing.

Yin Shanyue followed Zhu Guining, looked around, saw those students who were still watching the excitement lowered their heads because of timidity, and did not dare to look at him, so he couldn't help but sneered, his voice was hoarse and low: "...who What did you do?"

The crowd was so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe out, and shook their heads one after another.

Zhu Guining stared at the bulletin board with terribly indifferent eyes, not the panic and pain that others imagined. The woman in the photo seemed to have nothing to do with him. The relationship between the two was worse than that of strangers.

And Yin Shanyue stood behind him, he couldn't see these things, he only felt that Zhu Guining's ID photo printed on the poster was mixed with it, which was particularly dazzling.

At this moment, a sharp and piercing voice sounded from outside the small circle formed by the crowd: "Hey, what's going on today? Can the front of the small blackboard be so lively?"

Following the words, Feng Shun and his younger brother Feng Li squeezed in from the gap, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, with a vague smile on his face, he passed the two people and stood in front of the bulletin board.

"Fuck," Feng Shun stared at the poster, pretending to be surprised, but there was no surprise in his eyes: "Zhu Guining, your mother is really good at playing? It's amazing."

Feng Li had a face exactly like his brother's, but his temper was much more timid. Seeing so many people around him, and Yin Shanyue with an unfriendly expression behind him, he was so frightened that he grabbed his brother's sleeve and yelled something in a low voice :"……elder brother."

Feng Shun stared at the man standing in front of Zhu Guining's/mother in the poster, a stern look flashed across his eyes.He turned around, blocked Feng Li behind him, walked a few steps in Zhu Guining's direction, and approached the young man.

"Why don't you talk? Are you scared by your good mother? Didn't you think she was such a bitch? Or envious? Jealous of your mother having two men serving at once, and you..."

Without giving Feng Shun a chance to finish his sentence, Yin Shan became more like an enraged lion, and broke out completely when Feng Shun mentioned Zhu Guining.

He didn't give Feng Shun any chance to react, his clenched fist was like cast iron, and he hit Feng Shun's temple with heavy and ruthless force.With a loud "bang", Feng Shun's whole body was directly overturned by a huge force, even his toes were off the ground, and his body hit the concrete floor heavily, making a muffled sound.

The crowd screamed, and the students scattered in all directions with frightened eyes flashing, for fear of being accidentally injured.

"Brother!!" Feng Li screamed, leaned up to support Feng Li, looked up at Yin Shanyue, his eyes were instantly red with hatred.

"Let you spray dung blindly," Yin Shan Yue breathed heavily, he did not forget to take Zhu Guining's hand to protect him within his territory, and warned Feng Shun and Feng Li: "I will beat you to death."

Bleeding from the corner of Feng Shun's mouth, he gasped in pain, and after tearing up his face with Yin Shanyue, he seemed no longer afraid of the other party's death, sat on the ground and laughed a few times: "Yin Shanyue, even if you beat me to death, you can't kill me." It can't change the fact that Zhu Guining is a fucking bitch, he is a bitch born of a slut."

Yin Shan became more and more furious, and he was about to rush forward to wrestle with Feng Shun, but in the next second, a cold and soft hand grabbed his forearm.

Yin Shan turned his head with reddened eyes, and saw that it was Zhu Guining with a calm face, shaking his head slightly towards him, the blood on his cheeks that had been nurtured by him faded completely at this moment, his expression was indifferent, and there was a kind of tenderness in his pupils. Frightening black.

At this moment, the teaching director trotted all the way to a few people.

The director has a beer belly, the belly on the top is bumpy, and the hair that was carefully groomed has been blown up and messed up by the cold wind, revealing the Mediterranean Sea underneath.

With his hands behind his back, the dean looked around majestically, almost being irritated by those indecent posters so he couldn't breathe.He exchanged glances with a few uneasy troublemakers, blushed with anger, and waved his hand:

"All come back to the office with me and write an [-]-word review!"