I overturned my car after I slapped Gao Leng school grass by mistake

Chapter 18 Knights

"May you be a puppy for me one day."

In the middle of the night, when Zhong Xun went downstairs, he found that he had nowhere to go. He went to an Internet cafe. He didn't want Song Yijin to see his red and bruised face. He went to a small supermarket, and the lights were turned off.

He raised his hand and touched his ear. He was slapped by Zhong Zhonglin just now, and he felt as if it was ruptured and bleeding, and it was always hot.

Fortunately it was an illusion.

After hesitating for a while, he found the key and planned to sleep in the security room of the ice rink for the night.

It's just such a small ice rink, there's nothing to steal, and the security room is also a decoration, but there is a broken sofa that can barely sleep.

He was wrapped in a towel, his calf was exposed, his bones were fine and fair, but the small wounds were also full of bruises and bloodshot, like snow-white painting paper with paint scraped off.

Pan Yu came to the ice rink early in the morning and pushed open the door of the security room. Seeing his injuries all over his body, he was almost frightened to death.

"Xiao Zhong," Pan Yu even sniffed at him, Zhong Xun's eyelashes drooping, the shadow of lying silkworms was deep, his face was pale, but the end of his eyes was burning sickly red, "Why are you sleeping here, wake up .”

Pan Yu is the figure skating coach who runs this ice rink. He is almost seventy years old and has opened the ice rink for more than ten years. He grew up watching Zhong Xun in this street.

Zhong Xun fell into a dazed sleep and was shaken for several minutes before waking up. He sat up with his messy hair, and his phone slipped from his trouser pocket and fell to the ground.

"Who did you fight with again?" Pan Yu sighed, "Okay, you stay here first, there are medicines under the coffee table, I went to buy fried dough sticks and tofu nao, and we will have dinner later."

Zhong Xun's ears were still buzzing, and when Pan Yu left, he rubbed his face vigorously, only to wake up slightly from the pain.

Picking up the phone, I found that there were quite a few messages.

Song Yijin and the others asked him if he wanted to go to the billiard hall and have a barbecue at night, and then dragged down, Chu Tingdong, that stupid dog, would take the initiative to find him.

【: Where did you go? 】

The tone is cold.

It was sent around 11:30 in the evening, not long after he had just left the house.

Zhong Xun pursed his lips.

[Reported lost: What do you want to do, where I go has nothing to do with you, my boyfriend can ask me where I go, are you my boyfriend? 】

After he finished posting, he saw that Chu Tingdong was "typing in progress", and he waited until he was scratching his head, but he hadn't finished typing yet.

Finally, after he finished applying the medicine and had breakfast, the other party replied slowly.

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Neuropathy!

Zhong Xun almost blocked him, but held back again, got up and put on a mask and a pair of flat black-rimmed glasses to completely cover his face, and then went out to continue to help fill up the ice.

In winter, most of the middle schools in Ningcheng will arrange skating lessons, renting indoor rinks if the conditions are good, and renting outdoor rinks if the conditions are average.

After winter, the temperature drops sharply and the river freezes. Every year, people set up stalls to rent out venues and skates.

No. [-] Middle School once produced figure skaters who entered the provincial team, so they talked about cooperation with Pan Yu. Every semester, ice lessons will be arranged for nearly two months. It will start next week, and the ice rink is very short of manpower.

Zhong Xun squatted listlessly and mended the ice cracks for a long time. The cracks under the ice were like countless small schools of migrating fish.

He made up for it for a while, and felt that something was wrong. He suddenly raised his head to see that what was playing on the advertising screen of the ice rink was a clip of a figure skating event, and he saw the familiar black Costen at a glance.

What a lingering gay!

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Zhong Xun didn't go to school for many days, and Chu Tingdong didn't see him until he went to the ice rink when he was notified that he would have ice lessons.

Except for the lower grades, there are very few students in No. [-] Middle School who can't skate at all, so the physical education teacher directly blew the whistle, "After disbanding later, we can move freely! Be careful of bumps!"

Zhong Xun actually practiced in private for several days.

He felt that he had already skated very well. He knew that Chu Tingdong was a figure skater, and thought that if he skated well enough, would Chu Tingdong take the initiative to look at him more?

Who would have thought that he fell as soon as he stepped on the ice.

And Chu Tingdong didn't give him any look at all, and even after changing his shoes, he just stood on the edge of the ice rink, without any intention of skating.

"What are you looking at here?" Zhong Xun rubbed his knees and sneaked around behind him.

Chu Tingdong frowned, trying to avoid him.

Zhong Xun felt that he was really boring.

In the morning he went home to get his skates, and stayed in the bedroom when he heard Wu Yulan talking to Chu Tingdong.

Wu Yulan heard that they had skating lessons, so she grabbed Chu and listened to Dongqian's exhortation, "Remember to show the teacher your medical records, don't go up skating, if you can't go, don't go, stay at school to read, do you hear me?" ?”

"Okay." Chu Tingdong nodded.

Wu Yulan's complexion was still not very good, she blamed Chu Tingdong for being nosy before, but she didn't dare to blame him too hard.

"Are you so fucking obedient?" Zhong Xun lay on his back, his cold fingertips touching the side of his neck, "She won't let you slip, so you won't slip?"

The corners of Chu Tingdong's eyes and eyebrows were as cold as frost, and his lips were paler than before, so he pushed him away and turned to leave.

Zhong Xun was used to his cold face, but he was still very upset.

The bruises on his face have faded a lot, but there is still a hot touch left. When he came home in the morning, no one looked up at him from the moment he entered the door to when he left.

Chu Tingdong said that he is a canine, but even if he is a canine, he should be the most unlikable kind.

Dirty and can bite.

He stood beside Chu Tingdong, not wanting to let him go. The ice he patched by himself was smooth and smooth. Chu Tingdong didn't pay attention, and he took him and pushed it towards the ice.

"Uh..." Chu Tingdong was embarrassed for a moment, and then subconsciously stood firm. He has practiced figure skating for 13 years, and the ice rink is engraved in his bones, and his memory is instantly awakened.

Zhong Xun immediately wanted to laugh at him.

But before he could say anything, he noticed that Chu Tingdong's face was pale, his arms were bulging with veins, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, his brows were depressed, his eyes were dark and dark, and he looked like he was in pain.

In fact, something was wrong in the first place, but he didn't pay attention.

"You..." Zhong Xun was stunned.

Chu Tingdong was covered in cold sweat. He waited until his right leg regained a little feeling before moving away stiffly.

Zhong Xun knew that he had caused trouble, but Chu Tingdong went straight to the rest area, bought a bottle of water and sat down with downcast eyes. No one paid any attention to him. He hesitated, wondering whether he should follow.

Next to the rest area is a freezer selling cold drinks and wicker chairs. Pan Yu is lying down and listening to the radio.

Zhong Xun's little sister is also there.

Chu Tingdong's eyes were narrow and deep, and his face was profound and handsome. At first glance, he was not easy to provoke. Zhong Mi didn't dare to approach him, so he only peeked at him. He remembered that he was the big brother who had been to the store with his brother.

The phone vibrated in the palm of his hand, and Chu Tingdong swiped open the screen.

[Reported lost: Deskmate, can I find you? 】

After waiting for a while, maybe because he didn't get a reply, Zhong Xun sent another one.

[Reported lost: brother? 】

Chu Tingdong raised his eyebrows slightly, but ignored him.

Zhong Mi and Zhong Xun don't look alike, but they have big eyes. She timidly moved to Chu Tingdong's side, stretched out a short and small finger, and vaguely pointed at Zhong Xun's head portrait .

That yellow-haired puppy.

"Brother," she whispered.

Chu Tingdong touched the inside of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and couldn't help retorting in a low voice: "That's a puppy."

"Brother." Zhong Mi said stubbornly.

The puppy with Zhong Xun's head was picked up by him and Zhong Mi on the road. It looked like a string of golden retrievers. It was sick when it was picked up. It was kept until it was seven months old and died in the bed at night.

Zhong Mi hugged and cried for a long time, but no one could coax her, and she also fell ill.

Zhong Mi handed Chu Tingdong a popsicle, and sat down beside him with a book in hand, but Chu Tingdong was not polite.

Chu Tingdong looked down at the children flipping through the book. It seemed to be the play script of their kindergarten. It was basically illustrations. The main characters were the cat princess imprisoned in the tower, and a puppy knight.

When Zhong Mi played the role of the little princess, another little boy played the knight, wearing puppy ears and a yellow hair wig.

Zhong Xun is easy to lose his mind. After watching the drama, he went to dye his hair.

I was picky in the store for a long time, and I insisted on dyeing it yellow.

"Little handsome guy, do you really stop thinking about it?" The barber was sweating on his forehead, racking his brains to persuade him, "Dyeing this kind of lighter gold will definitely look better. Really, I have been in business for more than ten years."

"Can it be dyed?" Zhong Xun was annoyed by persuasion, and got up to leave, "If not, I will go to another store."

The barber quickly pressed him back.

But it's still okay after dyeing, relying on his face to act mischievously, his complexion is fair, it's ugly that such hair color is on top of his head, he can still make his debut in place.

Zhong Xun went to the ice rink, rushed over to pick up his sister, "How is it!"

Zhong Mi opened his eyes in surprise, and then carefully touched Zhong Xun's hair. Zhong Xun pretended to be a puppy to coax her to play, and it was rare for her not to wake up crying at night.

They agreed to dye it back when school starts.

Zhong Mi also knows that it is impossible for Zhong Xun to dye his yellow hair for a lifetime for her.Of course, the main reason is that even if Zhong Xun is willing, Xu Chunhong is not.

What Zhong Mi said didn't make sense, but Chu Tingdong basically understood it.

Maybe puppies are more chivalrous.

It was the first time Chu Tingdong saw someone like Zhong Xun. He didn't even give a reminder to Chu Ningjiao, so that Chu Ningjiao always thought that it was a good thing to get Chu Henglin's expectation, and was jealous of his father's traveling around the world every year. , just to watch him play a game, and it wasn't until after he retired that she glimpsed the truth from the torn reality.

In fact, he didn't really hate her. Whether Chu Ningjiao rejected him or wanted him to die, it was difficult for him to have any mood swings.

Even if Chu Ningjiao is a well-behaved little sister like Zhong Mi, he treats her the same.

If it were him, he would probably spend a few minutes telling her what it meant that the puppy died, and if she could accept it, she would accept it, and if she couldn't, it had nothing to do with him.

Chu Tingdong got up with his schoolbag and school uniform jacket, sat down in a place with fewer people, and lowered his head to do the questions.

A small shadow loomed nearby.

Zhong Xun was wearing a white blouse, with the hood on his head, squatting and smoking, and waited until Chu Tingdong had finished writing a set of small questions in a comprehensive examination paper before he asked, "Do you have leg pain?"

Chu Tingdong still ignored him.

Zhong Xun was dazed and apprehensive, he was caught by his attitude, and he had already tasted the pain of coaxing a partner before he got a partner.

But asking him to apologize, he couldn't say it.

"Uh..." Zhong Xun bit his lip, opened the cigarette case, took out the middle cigarette in the first row, put it in backwards, and handed it to Chu Tingdong, "You take this."

"What are you doing?" Chu Tingdong finally raised his head, and there was no emotion in those Danfeng eyes.

"You also smoke, I haven't heard of it." Zhong Xun looked at his face and met his eyes, "This is called a wishing cigarette. When you smoke it, make a wish. When the fire burns to the end of the cigarette, you can make a wish." Throw it away."

Chu Tingdong had never heard of this kind of superstition, so he was noncommittal.

His eyes fell on Zhong Xun's face, and finally it became much fairer, the redness and swelling disappeared, and the small wound at the corner of his eye healed, and his beautiful eyes looked at him, getting very close to him.

"Make a wish," Zhong Xun put his hand on his knee and said to him, "I'll help you make it come true."

Chu Tingdong asked him in a flat voice, "Anything is fine?"

That doesn't work.

Zhong Xun's heart pounded when he was asked, what did Chu Tingdong want him to do?

But he couldn't figure it out, and felt that Chu Tingdong didn't seem angry about what happened just now, he was a little more courageous, and his fingertips touched Chu Tingdong's wrist intentionally or unintentionally.

Chu Tingdong didn't want to play this child's trick with him, but Zhong Xun's eyes were so serious that he subconsciously began to think.

Then the corner of the eye fell uncontrollably on the ice, and quickly retracted.

He is not angry.

If you want to play with a puppy, you have to accept the other party's overly enthusiastic recklessness, and you may accidentally get scratched and caught. This is a necessary price.

Chu Tingdong thought with downcast eyes.

But Zhong Puppy is really in need of cleaning up.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes were dark, he pulled the drawstring of Zhong Xun's hood, pulled it up, and said casually: "May you be a puppy for a day."

The author says:

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