My deskmate is always catching me [Rebirth]

True to his word, Xu Chao immediately took out his mobile phone and sent red envelopes to the two of them.

Everyone was so envious that they were drooling. Jiang Jin pulled Lu Xiao to try to get a piece of the pie.

After returning to his seat, Ye Cheng didn't talk to Lu Xiao much anymore.

Both of them were chatting with the people next to them, and occasionally looked at each other without looking away.

This subtle atmosphere lasted until the end of the class meeting.

Everyone dispersed and went home, and they reluctantly said goodbye.

Ye Cheng took a taxi home, took a shower and started doing homework.

Since I have to take the college entrance examination in the second semester of my second year of high school, all the associate subject teachers went crazy assigning homework.

The papers during the National Day holiday piled up into a small mountain, and the amount of questions could not be completed without spending five or six hours a day.

I wrote until after twelve o'clock and finished all the geography papers.

After lying down on the bed, Ye Cheng couldn't sleep.

Since returning home, he has been trying his best to find things to do for himself, trying to forget some scenes.

But once I lay down, those scenes couldn't help but come to mind.

He recalled that when he blindfolded Lu Xiao, the focus was drawn to the high bridge of his nose and thin lips.

Those two lips brushed against his earlobes inadvertently.

His ears and neck are the two most sensitive parts of his upper body.

Lu Xiao also liked to kiss him in these two places when they were in bed.

Perhaps it was too long since he had vented his anger. Ye Cheng couldn't help but feel a little distracted and his head was in a mess.

Lu Xiao is the best kisser and has the best oral skills. She makes him dizzy every time.

This is one of the reasons why Ye Cheng doesn't believe it and says he has no experience.

This technique cannot be mastered without a few exercises.

After thinking about it, he had a reaction, a reaction that every man would have.

But at the same time, he felt a little guilty and had to cover his eyes with the back of his hands to relieve this urge.

I lay biting my lip for more than twenty minutes, but the anger still couldn't go away.

He had no choice but to get up and go to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

When I lay back on the bed again, it was already past one o'clock.

After falling asleep and being unable to sleep, Ye Cheng opened his phone and checked Moments in frustration.

As soon as I opened it, I saw a post posted by Lu Xiao five minutes ago.

Suspect x: Damn, I can’t sleep.

Comments from Jiang Jin, the little prince who stayed up late, appeared very quickly at the bottom.

Jiang Jin: What’s wrong, Bao, do you miss me?

Suspect x: Get out.

Ye Cheng withdrew, hesitated for a moment, and then sent a message asking: [What's wrong?]

It was quiet for a while, and then he replied: [Nothing, I just had a nightmare.]

Ye Cheng:【What nightmare?】

He waited for a long time but did not receive any news from Lu Xiao. He even thought that the wireless network at home was broken.

It wasn't until his eyelids started to tremble that his phone vibrated.

Suspect x: [Go to bed early, good night.]

Ye Cheng: "..."

No return on a good deed.

He turned off his cell phone speechlessly, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

In the dark night, Lu Xiao sat alone by the bed.

There was no light on in the bedroom, so you could only hear his slightly heavy breathing.

After the protagonist of the nightmare finished caring for him, he fell asleep.

After many days, he once again dreamed of Ye Cheng for no reason.

It's exactly the same as the previous dream.

Same sofa, same picture.

This time, he saw clearly the tattoo on Ye Cheng's ankle - forever love.

The seven-day holiday passed by in a flash. On the first day of school, I had an early self-study class. It was rare that the class was filled with people after six o'clock.

"Help, can someone show me the physics answer?"

"Where is Ye Shen? Where is his English test paper? I'm going crazy!"

"What time do you collect homework? Is it nine o'clock?"

Half of the people were busy copying the homework, and the other half were busy working on the answers.

Lu Xiao, with two dark circles under his eyes, calmly copied the two-meter-long English test paper.

Jiang Jin turned around with a sad face and said, "Brother Xiao, how's your copying going? Give it to me as soon as you finish."

Lu Xiao said calmly: "It's just the beginning."

"No, how long do we have to wait?" Jiang Jin was almost dying of anxiety, "Oh my God, where is my Brother Cheng? I want to ask him about history."

Lu Xiao didn't even raise his head, and his writing speed was so fast: "Five minutes."

And Ye Cheng, who has been highly anticipated, is currently squatting in the toilet with a bad stomach.

The corridor was surprisingly quiet today. No one had time to run out to smoke and use the toilet.

After he washed his hands and came out, he passed by a smoking colony.

When I walked around the corner, I heard a muffled whimper coming from inside.

Ye Cheng's steps stopped and his ears twitched.

The sound became clearer and clearer, accompanied by a low roar and the sound of hitting the wall.

He frowned, thinking that someone was bullying the students, and immediately turned around and walked towards that place.

However, when I walked to the entrance of the corridor, I saw a familiar figure.

It's Hu Jiawei.

He was crying and punching the wall with his fists, his face twisted in pain.

I sobbed until my shoulders were shaking.

The books in the schoolbag were scattered on the floor, and there were a few that had been scratched violently. A paper knife lay beside them.

By coincidence, Ye Cheng's eyes met with his.

Hu Jiawei choked and had no time to hold back his tears and looked at him with blurred eyes.

Ye Cheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "...Are you okay?"

When asked this question, Hu Jiawei burst into tears again.

He took off his glasses, wiped his face, lowered his head and said, "Thank you, I'm fine."

For some reason, seeing him like this, Ye Cheng suddenly remembered that he had heard about someone jumping off the building in No. 13 Middle School.

Although it is hearsay, it seems to be caused by school violence.

Hu Jiawei usually doesn't have many friends in the class, and he doesn't like to talk much. He seems a little autistic.

Ye Cheng looked at the paper knife on the ground, and his heart skipped a beat.

He gave up the idea of ​​leaving, walked over slowly and said, "Are you in a bad mood? Is someone bullying you?"

Perhaps because he had a good impression of him before, Hu Jiawei was not too repelled by his approach.

Ye Cheng walked up to him and took the opportunity to secretly kick the paper knife away.

Hu Jiawei still lowered his head and shook his head silently.

"Don't be afraid. If anyone bullies you, just say, I'll help..." Ye Cheng paused and chose a more powerful way of persuasion, "I'll ask Lu Xiao to help you beat him up."

Hu Jiawei sniffed and said, "Thank you, Ye Cheng. But no one bullies me. It's my own problem."

Ye Cheng looked at him and said, "If you are willing to tell me, I promise not to tell anyone."

This is not the first time he has done this kind of psychological counseling work. In the past, when company employees were depressed, he would provide one-on-one counseling.

Hu Jiawei was silent for a while and finally relaxed his vigilance.

His voice was muffled: "Teacher Xu just talked to me and said that I did very poorly in the exam this time."

"Are the results out?" Ye Cheng asked.

"Yeah." He nodded.

"My... family conditions are not good, and my parents worked hard to support my education. I feel so sorry for them." Hu Jiawei's tears came out again and he quickly wiped them away.

Ye Cheng took out a tissue and handed it to him.

"Although they are poor, they have never been inferior to me since they were little." He sobbed. "No. 13 Middle School is the cheapest high school in the city, but after I came here, my grades got worse and worse. There were not many people in the class.

My teachers don’t pay much attention to me when it comes to studying... Of course, the main problem is my problem, because I am too easily influenced.”

His current deskmate is a boy who plays games in class all day long.

Xu Chao thought he had good grades when he first came in, so he assigned this person to him.

Ye Cheng patted his shoulder: "It's not your fault. Most people are affected by the environment."

Hu Jiawei sighed in frustration: "I wish I were like you. You are still number one here."

Ye Cheng said: "Who said that? I am also easily affected. Lu Xiao sleeps every day, which makes me feel sleepy in class."

Hu Jiawei forced a smile and his expression softened a little.

"By the way," Ye Cheng asked without leaving any trace, "are Zhang Qi and those people really not causing trouble for you anymore?"

He is well aware that the source of many school violence stems from the victims' timidity and difficulty in speaking out.

Hearing this, Hu Jiawei's expression changed: "Actually, they haven't looked for me since my second year of high school. In the past, it was because... because Chen Zhen and I were close."

"Who is Chen Zhen?" Ye Cheng asked doubtfully.

Hu Jiawei paused and said, "He was a friend of Brother Xiao, but he later transferred to another school and left."

Ye Cheng remembered what Jiang Jin said before, it turned out to be him.

Hu Jiawei said: "Because of Chen Zhen, Brother Xiao supported me when I was a freshman in high school. Don't worry, I'm really grateful."

Ye Cheng comforted him for a long time, and Hu Jiawei's condition improved a little, so he returned to the classroom with him.

As soon as they walked in, Xu Chao came.

He appeared at the back door with a solemn expression, almost frightening Jiang Jin to death.

A few people in the back row hurriedly covered the homework they were copying and pretended to start reading in the morning.

However, Xu Chao didn't pay attention to them at all. He walked straight to the podium and said in a deep voice,

"What else are you reading? Put down all the books."

Whispers began below.

"It's over. Looking at Lao Xu's face, I guess our class is at the bottom again."

"Then what should we do? We really have to hold a parent-teacher meeting this time."

"Have you heard that someone in our class didn't write a word in math?"

"No, who is it? It's just a show..."

Xu Chao glanced around the class sharply and called by name: "Hu Jiawei, collect your holiday homework."

After saying that, he received a call and walked outside the classroom.

Ye Cheng followed his line of sight and saw Hu Jiawei walking to the stage obediently.

Everyone was whispering among themselves, and no one paid any attention to him.

"Holy shit, shit, I haven't finished copying it yet!"

"Help, I haven't written any major historical topics. The old nun will kill me. She is too scary!"

"What the hell, Lao Xu, you are so cruel!"

Hu Jiawei stood with his hands down at a loss, and his voice was like a mosquito humming: "Everyone, please hand in your homework."

The class was so noisy that no one heard it.

His face turned red.

Ye Cheng looked at him.

Then he picked up his math paper, walked to the last row and said, "Lu Xiao, help me collect the math homework for groups one and two."

His voice was neither loud nor quiet, just enough to drown out the noise.

Everyone was quiet, and Lu Xiao's expression stiffened little by little.

Three seconds later, he resignedly threw down his pen and stood up to put away his homework.

Seeing Ye Cheng taking the lead, several other class representatives also stood up to help collect the papers.

Hu Jiawei breathed a sigh of relief visibly and looked at Ye Cheng gratefully.

Lu Xiao stood in the aisle expressionlessly and said: "Hand in your homework."

Jiang Jin whispered in horror: "Brother Xiao, have you finished copying?"

"Not a word was written," he said angrily.

Jiang Jin was about to burst into tears. He held down the test paper and said, "Give me another five minutes! I have too many big questions and I haven't written them yet. Lao Xu Hui gave me a hard time!"

Lu Xiao said coldly: "Three, two, one."

Jiang Jin's face turned pale and he could only let him take away the test paper.

Because Lu Xiao's face smelled like something, no one dared to delay the meeting.

Finally collecting them all, he slapped a stack of test papers in front of Ye Cheng.

Other class representatives were still dilly-dallying, and it was much more difficult for him to finish. Everyone was trying their best to stall for time.

Xu Chao was impatient with waiting, and raised his voice to Hu Jiawei: "Collect them all and bring them to the office. I'll give you the last ten minutes."

Hu Jiawei responded repeatedly.

As soon as he left, Lu Xiao gritted his teeth next to Ye Cheng and said, "You are so good, I can only hand in a blank paper."

Because Xu Chao is a math teacher, almost everyone’s first supplement was math, but he didn’t touch a word.

Ye Cheng curled his lips and quietly turned the pages of the pile of test papers.

After a few seconds, he took out the blank paper and pushed it to the person next to him.

"Ten minutes, hurry up."

He deliberately lowered his voice when speaking.

Lu Xiao's eyes dimmed instantly and he said with interest: "Abuse of power, class representative."

Ye Cheng glanced at him sideways, "Why, you don't need it?"

Having said that, it’s time to get the paper back.

Lu Xiao hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him and put his hand on the back of his hand.

The warm fingertips gently brushed against the skin, mixed with the thin calluses left by years of playing basketball, making it feel itchy like ants crawling over it.

Ye Cheng secretly shrank back, but was pressed hard by Wei Wei, and his palm slapped against the cool paper.

"It's so necessary." Lu Xiao's voice was hoarse and she stared at him.