What Bad Intentions Can the Class Monitor Have [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 29 Brothers (xiongdi)

Dust rose in the air, and after Chu Shulan left, Heizi sat there for a long time. Then he stood up and silently helped up the arcade with a broken screen in front of him.

With some blood on his hands, Ji Zhun bought iodine and bandages from the pharmacy and returned to the store, forcing him to the bench.

The iodine smeared the wound with white foam, and Ji Zhun buried himself in bandaging Heizi without saying a word.

A drop of water suddenly fell on Ji Zhun's bandaged hand, which was still hot.

He looked up at Heizi in surprise, only to see that the water droplets overflowing from the red eye sockets of the other party were still condensed on the tough chin.

This is the first time Jizhun sees Heizi cry, and it's not as funny as he imagined.

Seeing Ji Zhun looking at him, Heizi rubbed his face with his uninjured arm, and sniffed hard again.

He grinned and tried to smile, but the result was much uglier than crying.

"You don't have to force me, bro." Ji Zhun continued to wrap the gauze skillfully, "Who hasn't lost his temper yet." "

Hey..." Heizi turned his head in embarrassment, and wiped his face vigorously again.

...

...

"Ouch."

After bandaging Heizi, Ji Zhun picked up the fallen broom and swept away the broken glass in the store.

The sound of crashing and crashing stood out in the silence.

As time passed by, the originally white sunlight became increasingly redder.

The egret lane is lengthened, and the shadows of the two of them are also lengthened.

A hoarse voice gently broke the long silence.

"Su Hao..."

Heizi's strong and broad body was half sunk in the shadow of the afterglow, his eyes swaying.

He lit a cigarette and fell into some distant memory.

"Su Hao has studied well since he was a child. He has been the class monitor all the way. He always sat in the middle of the third row of the classroom from elementary school to high school." Ji Zhun

silently stopped his movements, lit a cigarette, and leaned against the wall.

This time Heizi didn't stop him.

"I started to look down on him quite a bit. I always felt that the kid was putting on a show and always tried to control me like a monitor." Heizi laughed muffledly, "Even the teacher doesn't fucking bother to control me, so he wants to control me."

"At that time, my parents were getting divorced, and there was no one at home to cook for me. Every day, I put down a few dollars at the coffee table, and often even forgot to put down the money. I could only starve." Heizi's eyes were narrowed by the smoke

. Got up, flicked the cigarette ash and continued: "I was trying to find something to eat that day, and someone knocked on the door suddenly. I opened the door and saw that Su Hao was standing at the door with a bag of sheep and scorpions." Heizi: "He said his

father Mom was also making trouble at home, so I came to borrow the kitchen for use. Afterwards, we had dinner together, which was made by Su Hao. The lamb scorpion was a bit salty, but I still remember the taste... Later, he often came to my house for dinner, After eating, he kept an eye on me doing my homework and wouldn't let me run around. Gradually, I realized that we are actually quite similar in some ways. For example, we are both unlucky guys whose father doesn't care for their mother." He changed his words