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Chapter 5

"How is Zhou Zitong?" Cheng Ying stood at the door of the classroom, waiting for Shen Feng to come back and asked quickly.

"He is falling asleep, the school doctor gave him some medicine and he already feels much better." Shen Feng was talking nonsense, and it was not the first time he had done this kind of thing.

Cheng Ying was relieved.

The classroom is still chaotic, full of laughter and seems not to care about Zhou Zitong's situation. Is this Zhou Zitong's status in this class?Shen Feng is a little unhappy, he will never be able to care about Zhou Zitong's life, it has been a year, and he is still alone, alone.

Unexpectedly, Shen Feng returned to his seat in a dull manner, ignoring the smiles of the people around him, he climbed onto the table and buried his head deeply.

It is undeniable that Shen Feng felt sorry for Zhou Zitong.The things he said at noon that he didn't know him before were all angry words. In fact, he knew a person like Zhou Zitong within less than a month after entering this class. The main reason was that he was too dull and didn't communicate with others. Just blindly immersed in doing the questions, it seems that I want to make myself irrelevant, or to get rid of my loneliness once in a while.

At that time, Shen Feng took the initiative to chat with Zhou Zitong, but most of the time Zhou Zitong was indifferent.Shen Feng was also on the spur of the moment at that time, and he didn't have any feelings over time, and he no longer had contact with Zhou Zitong.

Now, Shen Feng didn't know what to say.

Indeed, in the infirmary, on that bed, Zhou Zitong exposed his stomach, and Shen Feng felt a little unbelievable about that thin feeling.But then, some kind of knife marks protruding from the corner of the clothes made Shen Feng a little curious. He carefully lifted off Zhou Zitong's clothes, only to see a hideous knife wound from Zhou Zitong's stomach. That place goes all the way to the pelvis.

Shen Feng's hands trembled a little, he quickly put down Zhou Zitong's clothes, not daring to look again.Then left the infirmary.

Shen Feng buried his head like this until the class bell rang.

Zhou Zitong had a dream. This was the first time he had a dream in three years. He dreamed of his original family, a drunken father and a virtuous mother.

At that time, my mother was still very beautiful. She often liked to smile gently, just in front of Zhou Zitong, but at night, she began to cry. The young Zhou Zitong did not know how many times she heard women crying at night.Now, it is difficult to hear.

In the dream, his mother kept saying sorry to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Zitong..." The woman in the dream cried miserably, which made people feel distressed.

Zhou Zitong looked at the woman and shook his head, "No need to be sorry." He said, "No need to be sorry."

I love you.

……

I love you.

Zhou Zitong woke up suddenly. He sat up from the bed to see that it was already school. "You're finally awake." At this moment, Zhou Zitong realized that there was another person sitting beside him, and it was Shen Feng.Shen Feng watched Zhou Zitong wake up, put away his mobile phone and stood up, handed the schoolbag to Zhou Zitong, "I wrote down today's homework for you."

Zhou Zitong took the schoolbag without thanking him or saying anything.

"Teacher Cheng is here just now, but you are still asleep." Seeing Zhou Zitong looking normal and about to leave, Shen Feng quickly chased after him, "Wait for me, I happened to be walking with you on the same road."

It seemed that after a dream, Zhou Zitong became even more silent.He was still immersed in his mother's apology in his dream.Shouldn't it be me who should say sorry?

"I'm sorry, Zhou Zitong."

Hearing the apology again, Zhou Zitong's eyes suddenly widened, he stopped, stood behind him and followed Shen Feng who stopped, and continued, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words at noon today."

Shen Feng took a deep breath, but the person in front of him didn't move at all.After being silent for a while, Zhou Zitong continued walking, and Shen Feng still followed behind him.

Stop saying sorry, I don't deserve anyone's sorry.

When I got home, my mother was still in the bedroom.It was very quiet in the living room.As usual, Zhou Zitong entered his room.

It's me, sorry.

The second day and the third day became very normal. It seemed that the episode of Zhou Zitong's fainting was nothing but a flavoring agent in everyone's study life.

Shen Feng didn't take the initiative to talk to Zhou Zitong anymore, but he would wait for Zhou Zitong every time after school.Day by day, no matter what the people around him said, he was so persistently waiting for Zhou Zitong.The relationship between the two of them didn't get better.

Soon, they have been at the same table for a month.It's almost the monthly exam.

"To be honest, I'm a little nervous." While waiting for Zhou Zitong to pack his schoolbag, Shen Feng said this inexplicably.Everyone in the classroom was gone, only the two of them were left, "I told anyone that I was nervous about the exam, and they would say, 'You are a top student, you are the first in the grade, what are you afraid of?' But I was really I'm very nervous. You don't understand the feeling of being worried all the time, the feeling of pretending, whether it's in front of classmates or in front of parents and teachers. I pretended to be disgusting, and didn't dare to show my sincerity. But that noon is a character I have never pretended to be. I really envy you, Zhou Zitong, who can wantonly show your disgusting side..."

"I'm different from you." Zhou Zitong, who was pulling the zipper of his schoolbag, said, "I don't have so many people's expectations."

Shen Feng was a little surprised by Zhou Zitong's accusation, then he took out two lollipops from his schoolbag, and handed one to Zhou Zitong.Looking at Zhou Zitong's strange eyes, he said: "Don't call me childish, I am still a child at the time of my youth, who is like you, a log, an old man."

Zhou Zitong took the lollipop with his mouth pursed, opened the package and put it in his mouth.

"However, you're right. It's all because of too much expectation. I feel that sometimes it's time to indulge." Shen Feng smiled at Zhou Zitong.

He smiled, biting a lollipop, and spoke very vaguely.

"I found that your hands are pretty good." Shen Feng put his hand next to Zhou Zitong's, pouted, "But it's still not as good-looking as mine."

Zhou Zitong's hands are very slender, with distinct joints, and they are also very fair, a sickly abnormal whiteness, with calluses on the palms, which are hard and rough to the touch.Coupled with the fact that he didn't have that kind of thought about maintenance, his hands were a little 'withered', like the hands of old people, on which the annual rings of fate have been engraved by the years.

On the contrary, Shen Feng is still slender and thin, but his skin has a healthy color and delicate texture.

Zhou Zitong withdrew his hand, put his schoolbag on his back, and got up to leave.

"Hey, didn't I say you didn't wait for my realization?" Seeing Zhou Zitong ignoring himself and walking out, Shen Feng yelled indistinctly from behind.Then he quickly walked to Zhou Zitong's side and walked with him.

"Are you the kind of little girl who needs to be accompanied by others even when going to the toilet?" Zhou Zitong glanced at Shen Feng, and said this lightly.

"Cut." Shen Feng gently held the handle of the lollipop with his hand, and turned it slightly, "What kind of metaphor..."

The author has something to say: Hey, I tried my best to create an ambiguous relationship between the two of them, but the writing style is there, it is a hurdle that I can't get past [Painful