Chapter 13

After the tattoo, it was already noon.

Nie Zhao sat next to him and her stomach was deflated, and she glanced at the tattoo on her arm, her skin was white and very colorful, as if she was several times more beautiful than before.

Sitting next to him, he heard the little brother outside calling him, and asked loudly: "Brother Zhuo! What to eat at noon? ”

Nie Zhao didn't think that Jin Zhuoqi would call her to dinner, and lowered his head to look at his phone, Jiang Hang agreed to add her good friend, two minutes ago, it happened to be noon meal time.

He also brought his mobile phone to school.

[Lu Xiang asked me to ask you, are you still coming to school today? 】

[No, I'm on leave.] 】

After about ten minutes, Lu Xiang took his mobile phone and asked: "Ask for leave?" Are you alright? 】

Nie summoned her back: [A small cold. 】

[Are you at home by yourself, can I go to your house after class in the afternoon to find you?] It's been a long time since I've seen a kitten. 】

Nie Zhao didn't want her to come much, but she felt that Lu Xiang was very sensitive, and as long as he was rejected, he would look at others with a hurt look.

[Okay.] 】

When she raised her head, the entire tattoo parlor was empty, and she didn't even hear when Jin Zhuoqi went out, so she was stunned for a second, stood up and walked out.

The door is still open, aren't you afraid of losing things?

As soon as she reached the door, another young man behind her called out to her.

"Hey, remember not to touch the water or drink alcohol for these two days, it's normal for scabs to form after three days, just fall off naturally."

Nie Zhao nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

She went to a nearby noodle restaurant to eat, and after eating, she went home to feed the kitten lunch.

It didn't eat last night or this morning, and it looked hungry, but Nie Zhao didn't leave, and it still shrank in the cat cage and didn't dare to come out.

Nie Zhao didn't dare to feed it too much, its stomach was even more fragile than hers, and it was suitable for eating small and frequent meals.

She slept for a while, and when she woke up at four or five o'clock in the afternoon, there were several WeChat messages on the main screen of her mobile phone, and she squinted and sat up and saw what Lu Xiang had sent her.

When I got out of bed and opened the curtains, I found that it was foggy outside and it was raining.

Walking quickly to the door with an umbrella and opening the door, I saw Lu Xiang holding a takeaway box in his hand, squatting at the door, soaking wet.

Nie Zhao: "......"

Lu Xiang immediately stood up, as if he did not have the slightest temper, and raised the takeaway in his hand with great interest and said: "I bought beef noodles for you, you should hurry up and eat it, it will be lumpy in a while." ”

"You send me a new phone number, you won't be able to make a voice call to you."

Nie Zhao knew that she usually wanted to break a steamed bun and eat two meals.

"Are you rich?" She said with a frown.

Lu Xiang Zhenzhen said: "I saved it, I wanted to treat you to eat last time, and you transferred it to me, so I didn't spend it." ”

When I entered the living room, I dismantled the beef noodles, and they were still hot, but the noodles were not strong, but they were full of aroma.

Lu Xiang's eyes fell on her face, a little pale, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness, and there were several boxes of cold medicine on the table, it rained last night, it should have been a wind and a cold.

Nie Zhao didn't look like someone more fragile than her bones, but she seemed to be sick all the time.

Nie Zhao found clean dishes and chopsticks from the kitchen and handed them to Lu Xiang, and dialed more than half of them for her.

Thinking of something, he asked casually: "What was the name of one of the last classes of our school...... Is it good? Female. ”

Lu Xiang pointed his hand and raised his eyes to look at her: "Bu Jia? How do you know her? ”

Nie Zhao: "I don't know, I don't know the name?" I heard that. ”

Lu Xiang chewed the noodles slowly, sniffed his nose and said, "She is from the last class, the first class, her studies are not bad, and she is a freshman in the west of the province this year." ”

Nie Zhao's sensitivity is also very high, listening to Lu Xiang's words, it doesn't seem like he doesn't know her at all.

"Acquaintance?"

Lu Xiang clenched his chopsticks with his fingers and said, "She is the one who spread rumors about me." ”

"Isn't she going to be with you?"

Lu Xiang lowered his head and pinched his chopsticks to eat a mouthful of noodles, and drank another mouthful of soup.

"She also has a good relationship with Ma Quan, Ma Quan used to be very dog-legged her, probably because she wanted to find someone to bully, I look good at bullying."

"After graduation, she rarely came here, her parents are professors of Western Mission, and they are very strict with her, but I don't know what she looks like behind her."

After speaking, Nie Zhao asked her not to eat for now, found a set of clothes for her to change, and put the changed clothes into the automatic washing machine.

"Wait an hour for it to dry, are you in a hurry to go back?" Nie Zhao asked.

She glanced at the time, and the curfew at home was nine o'clock, and she was getting late.

But she still shook her head and said, "No hurry." ”

"Is your cold cured? Why don't we go buy some ginger tea and drink it. ”

Nie Zhao rubbed his forehead and said, "It's almost, there is a little pain." ”

"Then you should rest at home, and I'll lend you my notes when I go back."

Lu Xiang lowered his head and continued to eat spicy beef noodles with a sore throat.

Nie Zhao wanted to laugh a little: "Do you really think I want to be admitted to the university?" ”

Nie Zhao has no ambitions, and after being taken away by Wen Yan from the orphanage when she was a child, she ran around with Wen Yan, whose bed Wen Yan went to, and which stepfather she lived with.

If it weren't for something at home, Nie Zhao might have chosen to go abroad after graduating from high school, in New York, Australia, or London, and maybe he would have come back, or maybe not.

One day in a few years, I may be in a corner of the sea of people, still like high school, mixing in all kinds of messy occasions, becoming a person who may be very free and easy in the eyes of others, and there are still many friends back and forth around me, playing all over the country, and I don't know where I will die in the end.

The only thing that is certain is that apart from Meng Xun, she probably won't choose who she likes anymore.

Lu Xiang didn't understand: "Why not?" Do you like City A? I'm going to stay away from here anyway. ”

Nie Zhao tilted his head to look at her.

Lu Xiang asked, "Then what do you want to do in the future?" ”

Nie Zhao scooped up the cup and poured water, and responded casually: "Is it a person like me?" It's going to hell. ”

This is also inevitable.

Lu Xiang wrinkled his nose and ignored her.

***

Nie Zhao didn't return to school until Friday.

She continued to sit in her seat as if no one was around, Lu Xiang handed her homework, and Nie Zhao copied it on her stomach.

It's boring anyway.

Raise your head, there is only one month left before the college entrance examination.

By the time the copy was finished, one or two lessons had passed.

There were two classes on Friday afternoon, both of which were math teachers' classes.

Nie Zhao is usually called to the toilet by Lu Xiang after class, and only eats with her at noon, she is too lazy to move, and she doesn't quite understand why all girls like to go to the toilet together.

Eating fried noodles in the school cafeteria at noon, Lu Xiang likes any noodle dish.

After eating, I went back to the classroom with Lu Xiang and studied in the morning.

Mayday, the beginning of summer.

The sun was scorching, Nie Zhao was sleepy when she was full, the sun just fell on her desk through the window, she slept on her stomach, and woke up in a daze only to find that Lu Xiang was not in the seat in the front row, she thought that the other party had gone to the toilet, and leaned back on her arms and chest to take a nap, and waited for about ten minutes, but no one came back, so she stood up and went to the front row, and it was the first time that she took the initiative to greet her classmates in the classroom.

Nie Zhao asked Lu Xiang's tablemates: "What about her?" ”

The classmate let out an "ah", looked at Nie Zhao and said, "It's like going to the math teacher's office to revise the papers. ”

Nie Zhao stood up and walked outside the classroom, and the class leader, who was sitting on the podium to maintain the chances of the class, watched her stride out and didn't say a word.

She hung her pockets and walked towards the political and religious office as if she were wandering around the campus.

I went straight up to the third floor and went straight to the math teacher's office.

Along the way, she suddenly remembered in her mind that every time she went to hold her homework book, Lu Xiang would ask her to go with her.

Realizing that something was wrong, Nie Zhao's footsteps quickened instantly, and he jumped up the steps two or three squares.

Most of the teachers who didn't have classes this afternoon went home, and there was no mandatory requirement for teachers who didn't have classes to come, let alone because it was Friday, so the math teacher was probably the only one in the office.

Nie Zhao stood at the door of the office and pushed the door, pressed his fingers against the red wooden door, and pushed it several times, but the door did not move, and the inside seemed to be locked.

His eyes fell on the window with the curtains tightly drawn next to him, Nie Zhao cocked his long legs and kicked the wooden door fiercely, with a loud bang, the dilapidated door was instantly broken and bounced off the wall, the sun's rays shone into the office, and the dark room instantly brightened several degrees.

The office was very quiet, Lu Xiang sat on the chair with his head down, pinching the red pen to change the paper, his finger bones were so hard that he turned white, and next to him sat the math teacher who was close to her, the plaid shirt on his body was ajar, with a smile on his expression, and he kept his head down and approached her to say something.

Hearing the violent sound of the door being broken, the person was startled, his body moved away from Lu Xiang in an instant, his eyes widened and he looked at the person who rushed in at the door, maintaining the teacher's personality and tightening his eyebrows sternly: "What are you doing?" I didn't know to knock before I came in—"

Before he finished speaking, Nie Zhao strode over with cold eyes, and the math teacher probably didn't react, Nie Zhao took the opportunity to easily raise his hand and grab the back of his collar, pull his clothes and walk to the side against the wall, and slam the back of his head against the wall.

The skull slammed against the wall, a puddle of blood burst through his forehead, and a sharp and ferocious scream of pain followed.

Nie Zhao!!! You-"

Before he finished speaking, he slammed into it again.

Lu Xiang stood next to her and was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she hurriedly called her back.

"Nie Zhao, you, don't get it, let go quickly."

Nie Zhao didn't look at Lu Xiang, let go of his hand and threw the person on the ground, the math teacher's head hurt as if it was about to crack, and it was dark in front of him, and the person in front of him made him unable to see clearly.

"Teacher, you should be glad you didn't accomplish anything?"

Nie Zhao hooked his lips slightly, his tone was flat, and he was extremely gloomy: "You should go to my previous high school first to check how Nie Zhao taught those fools." ”

Lu Xiang was a little scared in his heart, and whispered to her: "Nie Zhao." ”