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

Chapter 56

"Have you enjoyed it now?"

Only then did Zhong Xun realize that he had found the wrong person. What's the use of finding Song Yijin? There is an ice rink in front of him. He might as well ask Pan Yu.

In fact, Pan Yu's ice rink has skates to buy, and Zhong Xun's own pair was given to him by Pan Yu, but his pair only cost less than 300 yuan, so it was impossible for him to buy them for Chu Tingdong.

Without even thinking about it, he subconsciously agreed that he must buy competition-level skates for Chu Tingdong.

"Xiao Zhong, what are you trying to torment?" Pan Yudu was helpless to him, afraid that he would be like before, and somehow wanted to practice figure skating, and then fell hard enough, "Why did you buy this?"

Zhong Xun refused to speak, but kept pestering him to ask.

Pan Yu had no choice but to tell him a few brands of skates that he often bought during professional training.

Zhong Xun was at a loss when he heard that, only then did he realize that buying a pair of skates involves a lot of attention, and there are many kinds of skates.

Even the skates of many professional figure skating players are specially customized, just like Kosten.

Zhong Xun didn't know which brand Chu Tingdong was wearing at all. He searched everywhere, but he didn't find much relevant information. He only found a few here and there. After all, Chu Tingdong retired suddenly before reaching his peak, and it's been a while since now. for several years.

The ones he found didn't seem to be of any reference value, and he didn't know if Chu Tingdong still liked these brands.

Zhong Xun was really worried, he didn't want to ask Chu Tingdong directly, there was no surprise.

He didn't dare to ask his half-brother Xue He, he felt that Xue He would definitely tell Chu Tingdong.

There was no other way, he could only keep this matter in his heart, and then choose slowly.

But he couldn't hide the matter, so he went to school, and after a whole day, Chu Tingdong found that Zhong Xun was always staring at him in a daze, his peach eyes were black and round, and he was a little dazed.

Chu Tingdong couldn't help pinching his cheek.

"What are you doing!" Zhong Xun was pinched, and he slapped his hand away vigorously. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the classroom between classes, he wanted to pinch him, but his wrist was pinched, making tears flow.

Chu Tingdong was not willing to use his strength, but couldn't bear Zhong Xun's fair complexion, his delicate skin was so thin that a slight red mark would appear when he touched it.

Zhong Xun took the opportunity to play tricks, the weekend coincided with New Year's Day, and Chu Tingdong had to go home, so he followed Chu Tingdong home, went to Chu Tingdong's bedroom, fell on his bed, hugged the pillow and refused to get up to do his homework.

"I'm in so much pain." Zhong Xun complained pretendingly, his eyes slipped open to peek at Chu Tingdong.

Chu Tingdong: "..."

Forget it, except for the quiz a few days ago, Zhong Xun didn't go, and went to the billiard hall to stay overnight. During this time, he was actually quite obedient.

He let Zhong Xun go for a while, and ignored him.

"Xiao Ye," Wu Yulan knocked on his bedroom door, calling him in a gentle voice, "Come here for a late-night snack first."

Chu Tingdong didn't have much appetite. After New Year's Day, it was gradually deep winter, and the temperature in Ningcheng was often more than 20 degrees below zero. His whole right leg was stiff and tingling along his ankle.

But Wu Yulan sighed in a low voice, he frowned slightly, and still opened the door to go out.

Wu Yulan was not very willing for him to have an operation. Although the probability of a radical cure is higher, the risk is also greater. She does not expect, and is even very reluctant that Chu Tingdong will practice figure skating again.

It doesn't matter whether the function of his ankle can return to the state before the injury, she wants him to maintain a normal life, and it is enough to not have physical pain.

So I have been trying to find some medicine for him.

Chu Tingdong actually thought it was meaningless. After all, his pain was more frequent on the psychological level, and now it rarely occurs.

If the physical pain cannot be cured, in fact, taking medicine is also a simple analgesic effect.

He resisted a little, so Wu Yulan changed to making medicinal food.

Chu Tingdong didn't want to argue with her, he knew she felt guilty towards him, thinking that he left him in the Chu family back then, and didn't want to get into trouble with the Chu family, so he didn't contact him often, feeling regretful.

Now that I can get along for a year, I want to make up for him.

Before transferring to Ningcheng, Chu Tingdong actually had another choice. At the beginning, he wanted to transfer to Beijing to study by himself. He could live alone without anyone's care.

But when his father asked him to come to Ningcheng, Wu Yulan hesitated at first, and then couldn't help persuading him.

Chu Tingdong thought it was the same wherever he went, so he didn't refute.

Maybe he is too cold-blooded, but he thinks that her guilt and compensation for him are unnecessary.

He felt that she made a very correct choice by divorcing Chu Henglin. It was better to stay in the Chu family than to accompany him.

Nor did he complain or blame her for it.

It's just that every time he rejects the medicine, Wu Yulan's face shows paleness, embarrassment, and some blame, but due to the alienation of the relationship, the expression is not easy to tell him, which makes him feel very powerless.

It's better to save a little trouble, although it's not enough to treat him, there's not much harm in drinking it.

When Chu Tingdong returned to the bedroom, Zhong Xun was still playing games on his mobile phone with his butt pouted. When Chu Tingdong took the book again and sat on the bed leaning on the pillow to read, Zhong Xun turned over and came over.

At first he lay his pillow on Chu Tingdong's thigh, and then continued to move down. While Chu Tingdong ignored him, he sneaked a look at Chu Tingdong's feet, and compared the size with his own.

"Dirty." Chu Tingdong didn't know what he was doing, and pulled his calf away from his hand.

Zhong Xun was simply convinced, what was there to be dirty, even his feet were washed every day, there was no smell at all, and his ankle was bitten by this idiot, how could he not feel dirty.

"Crazy." Zhong Xun muttered softly.

He lay on Chu Tingdong's body and scratched his calf. His ankle was cold, white and thin, with a conspicuous red mark, like crumpled rose juice being smeared on the white and flawless drawing paper.

Zhong Xun played another game with his head down. While waiting for the match, he couldn't help but look at the scar left by Chu Tingdong's ankle surgery.

After healing, it is also two to three centimeters long. It can be seen that the cut was deep at the beginning, and the bone should be visible.

Zhong Xun touched it with his fingertips, but he felt nothing. Chu Tingdong didn't hide. He was too harassed to continue reading, so he raised his eyebrows, raised his dark phoenix eyes, and stared at Zhong Xun.

"Come here." Chu Tingdong patted his side.

Zhong Xun didn't move, he was lying on Chu Tingdong's calf, his muscles were tight, the tibia in front of his calf was very hard, actually it was not very comfortable to lie on, his cheek was so soft in comparison, he tilted his head against it Chu Tingdong's pajama pants.

Chu Tingdong waited for a while, but he didn't see any reaction. Just as he was about to reach out to hug him, there was a sudden soft and wet touch on his ankle, and he pressed it cautiously for a moment.

He was stiff all over before he realized it was Zhong Xun's lips.

Zhong Xun leaned over and kissed. In fact, the postoperative scars are equally ugly on anyone, but he didn't feel sick, but his cheeks turned red silently, and he was too ashamed to look up.

Chu Tingdong's eye sockets were inexplicably hot, he wasn't about to cry, but his heart suddenly felt sore, his Adam's apple rolled violently, he hugged Zhong Xun's waist and hugged him into his arms.

"Baby." Chu Tingdong called him in a low voice with deep eyes, no matter how cold his heart would melt into a puddle of water, he raised his hand and rubbed Zhong Xun's slightly hot face, and stroked the roots of his ears with his fingertips.

He hugged him so tightly that Zhong Xun's whole body was trapped between his arms and chest.

Zhong Xun twisted his waist and sat on him, hooked his white arms around the back of his neck, raised his head to kiss him, the sound insulation in the bedroom was not very good, he didn't dare to make a sound, and Chu Tingdong held his uncontrollable sobs Resisted, swallowed up to the throat.

When they parted, their lips were wet and red, and the corners of their eyes were also bright crimson.

Zhong Xun blushed and pursed his lower lip, lying on his chest panting.

"I'm sorry." Chu Tingdong kneaded the back of his neck and suddenly lowered his eyes to him.

Zhong Xun rubbed his lips in a daze, his breathing was entangled, his body was extremely hot, he tried his best to get into Chu Tingdong's arms, and made a suspicious voice, "Huh?"

"Before you sang that piece, I almost left." Chu Tingdong rubbed the tip of his nose against the side of his neck.

At that time, he was suddenly entangled by Zhong Xun for no reason, and he was disgusted at first, but then he couldn't help but want to take another look at him.

But he is also very clear in his heart.

After all, Zhong Xun is Zhong Zhonglin's son, and he has a stubborn and stubborn personality. It must not be easy to be together. He is tired of all the troubles and just wants to finish his third year of high school quietly.

Even if he did it all over again, he would still reject Zhong Xun.

But he also felt soft-hearted. Just holding Zhong Xun like this, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and felt a little regretful. If he took the initiative to stay, I don't know if Zhong Xun would be happier.

"It's okay," Zhong Xun was easily coaxed, and besides, he was not angry at first, his lips were still touching Chu Tingdong's, his eyelashes curled up beautifully, and he whispered, "Brother, then This time you swipe and show me."

That's what he said, and he doesn't care if there will be a next time, anyway, he is very happy now.

Chu Tingdong raised his eyes and smiled at him, with his arms still around his waist, leaning over to deepen the kiss.

New Year's Day was a day off, and he was doing homework during the day. At night, Chu Tingdong wanted Zhong Xun to practice English composition, but Zhong Xun was not happy. He wanted to go out, saying that he wanted to go to Fatty's birthday party.

"Only once a year," Zhong Xun couldn't wait to put on his down jacket, plausibly saying, "How can I miss it?!"

He didn't want to study at all, so he had to go. Normally, he and Wang Pang didn't get to know each other that well, and he had to think about it when Wang Pang invited him.

Because it was his birthday, Wang Pang invited the whole class to a hot pot restaurant near the school, and also invited Chu Tingdong.

Chu Tingdong saw that it was impossible for Zhong Xun not to go out tonight, so he had to go with him, fearing that he would not be able to control his mouth and drink with others.

"I promised you not to drink, why don't you believe me?" Zhong Xun said guiltily.

He really wanted to sneak a drink.

Anyway, there are still girls at the birthday party, at most they have a normal meal at the hot pot restaurant, and they will definitely go to the barbecue stall for another table.

When the time comes, go directly to the Internet cafe to sleep, and if you don't see Chu Tingdong at night, how can Chu Tingdong know that he is drinking.

But now that it has been exposed, he is too embarrassed to stop Chu Tingdong, so he can only watch Chu Tingdong go out with him.

He lowered his head and gnawed his nails, and his eyes rolled wildly, Chu Tingdong wanted to pinch his cheek with hatred.

It was slightly flushed, Zhong Xun's eyelashes were wet, and he wanted to scratch his face with a whimper, but he held Zhong Xun's hand to prevent him from scratching, held his cold palm, and rubbed his cheek.

Sooner or later you will be pissed off.

Chu Tingdong kept pulling his wrist on the road, and only let go when he was outside the hotpot restaurant.

Wang Pang's parents were also there, and they both helped to entertain their classmates in the private room. They also invited Xu Chunhong, with the teacher guarding them.

Zhong Xun lowered his head and knocked on the crab to eat. It was a small crab with no roe. He sucked a shriveled crab leg for a long time. He raised his eyelashes and watched Wang Pang's parents talking to Xu Chunhong.

His eyelashes are thick, and when they hang down, they leave a shadow on the lying silkworm. Holding the little crab leg with his cold white finger bones, he took off his down jacket, and his shoulders are very thin.

"Change to another." Chu Tingdong hooked his fingertips, took away the crab leg, and gave him a new one.

Chu Tingdong remembered that Zhong Xun had already passed his birthday, and he and Zhong Xun were not together at that time, so he happened to miss it.

Zhong Zhonglin and the others didn't mention it either.

Zhong Xun looked at it for a while and then didn't look at it again. He didn't want it when he was sharing the cake, and he didn't have much appetite.

He had been thinking about how to break up with Chu Tingdong, but when he caught a glimpse of the black tattoo on Chu Tingdong's wrist, it was September in German, he felt that he should break up.

The month of his birthday was such an unlucky day for Chu Tingdong, wouldn't Chu Tingdong have to think of the unlucky things as soon as his birthday passed in the future, which is too unlucky.

They don't know who is more unlucky, he or Chu Tingdong.

After eating for more than half an hour, Zhong Xun went to the bathroom, but Chu Tingdong didn't follow him. He breathed a sigh of relief, went to the corridor outside the bathroom, lowered his eyelashes, lit a cigarette and drank it.

After taking a breath, he vaguely heard voices from around the corner, and raised his eyebrows coldly.

"Fatty man doesn't have any vision," one of them said vaguely while biting a cigarette, "Seeing that our brothers have given him face, he even called that cripple."

"Just say it, it's not too annoying," the person next to him echoed, "Brother Scar is not here, otherwise his leg will be broken again tonight."

"Uh..." Zhong Xun heard that it was a few boys in the class who had a good relationship with Zhu Qin. His crowns were ground and his peach blossom eyes were cold and sharp. He strode over with a cigarette in his mouth and grabbed one of them from behind. A collar.

"What are you doing hiding here?" Zhong Xun snuffed out the cigarette with his fingertips, and sneered, "At someone else's birthday party, your mouth is full of oil, and you turn your head and chew your tongue?"

These two people both drank a little wine and ran out uncontrollably, never thinking that they would run into Zhong Xun.

Zhu Qin was not there, and they panicked all of a sudden.

"Where did Hei Scar go? He doesn't care about you," Zhong Xun glanced at the end of his eyes indifferently, the corners of his mouth curled up, but his voice was not smiling, "I don't mind doing it for you."

Zhong Xun couldn't help but dragged the two men by their collars and dragged them to the toilet.

After being handed back several times on the road, Zhong Xun turned sideways, and before they got angry, he picked up a dirty mop and threw it on their faces. The smelly sewage was poured all over their heads, and the two of them were suffocated by the smoke. Two clean.

Chu Tingdong waited for Zhong Xun for 15 minutes. Seeing that he hadn't come back, he frowned slightly. He got up and wanted to find him, but ran into Zhong Xun in the corridor.

"Uh..." Zhong Xun said awkwardly, "You want to find me?"

He secretly sniffed his fingertips. There should be no smell of smoke. Before he could relax, Chu Tingdong pinched his chin and forced him to raise his head, exposing his entire face to the light in the corridor.

"How did you do it?" Chu Tingdong's eyes were deep, and his fingertips rubbed against the red and broken cheekbones.

Zhong Xun scolded those two idiots hard in his heart, even if he wanted to fight back, how about another place?Just fucking have to slap in the face.

"Would you believe me when I said I fell?" Zhong Xun looked at Chu Tingdong's face and asked in a low voice.

Chu Tingdong's expression was cold, obviously he didn't believe it.

"It's nothing," Zhong Xun had to admit, "I just met a few people and owed me a few words, and I told them to shut up when I got annoyed, and I got a slap on the face, nothing else."

"What did they say about you?" Chu Tingdong refused to let him go, and continued to ask.

"What can I say..." Zhong Xun didn't want Chu Tingdong to hear it, why the hell was he crippled by a wound on his ankle?

He was restrained by Chu Tingdong, otherwise he would have to be beaten to crippled by those idiots tonight.

He stammered, making it clear that he refused to tell the truth.

Chu Tingdong frowned even deeper.

"It's not like you haven't seen Zhu Qin and his followers before," Zhong Xun put his arms around Chu Tingdong's waist, "Don't they scold me just a few words over and over again?"

Chu Tingdong didn't believe it at all, Zhong Xun was indeed impulsive, but he was not so angry by these few words.

"You wait here for a while." Chu Tingdong said to him.

Then he turned around and walked towards Zhong Xunlai's direction, Zhong Xun couldn't help but think about him, was stared at by Chu Tingdong's long and dark eyes for a moment, and then stopped uncontrollably.

The two people who had been beaten up by Zhong Xun helped them to wash off the sewage on their heads, sobered up a bit, and wanted to leave the hot pot restaurant quickly, when they looked up, they met Chu Tingdong's eyes.

Chu Tingdong's eyes flicked across their faces coldly, they were familiar, and when he saw them, he guessed what was going on.

He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and jeans, and his expression was indifferent, which made him gentle and indifferent. These two people never thought about what Chu Tingdong would do to them.

Not only did he not think about it, but the anger of being beaten up rolled up again, and when he raised his head, his gaze became even more fierce.

This time, he didn't even have a chance to speak, so he was hit on the cheekbone with a punch, half of his face was painful and numb, his eyes were full of stars, he almost fainted, and the smell of blood came out of his mouth.

"Fuck," one of them covered his eye sockets and pointed at Chu Tingdong angrily, "You're so fucking good! You have hurt Brother Scar so badly, and you still dare to fight us? Don't think that Zhong Xun can protect you, tell you, On the site of Xiujing Street, what he said is not counted!"

Chu Tingdong calmly put on his watch again, and when he heard the cruel words that were worse than those of the young and Dangerous boys of the last century, he raised his eyes slightly, but the light in his eyes was still obscure, as if shrouded in a thick layer of dark fog.

Zhong Xun still couldn't hold back and followed them. When he saw Chu Tingdong fighting with them, he almost rushed out, but when he heard Zhu Qin's follower's words, he was stunned and stopped in place.

"Brother Scar was detained as soon as he was discharged from the hospital, and he hasn't been released yet. How dare you say you didn't do it?!"

"Well," Chu Tingdong buckled the wristband, rolled his Adam's apple, and asked softly, "So what is your appeal, do you want to be with him?"

That person's cheekbones were swollen even higher, his lips were trembling, and he didn't know how to continue scolding.

The other person was more aware of current affairs, obviously he couldn't beat him, so he dragged his companion along in a desperate manner and left.

Chu Tingdong didn't want to get entangled with them either, he returned to the private room and passed the corridor, Zhong Xun was still obediently squatting on the spot.

"Get up." Chu Tingdong kicked his heels.

Zhong Xuncai stood up slowly, the place where his cheekbone was scratched was very red, and he hadn't suffered any injuries for a long time, his threshold seemed to be lowered, and even a little bit of scratching made him feel so painful that he wanted to curse.

Chu Tingdong frowned at the beginning, but when he saw him baring his teeth and hissing non-stop, he covered his face aggrievedly, stared at him for a while, and couldn't help laughing again.

"What are you laughing at?!" Zhong Xun turned his head, feeling even more aggrieved, cursing in anger.

The corners of Chu Tingdong's mouth twitched again. There was no one in the corridor. He leaned over and hugged Zhong Xun in the corner, kissed his face, and deliberately said, "Can you stop fighting in the future? You can't win again."

"Who said I can't win?" Zhong Xun was unconvinced and stared round at him.

Chu Tingdong asked him: "What did you win?"

win what?

Zhong Xun didn't understand what he said, won't he win if he wins the fight, and those two idiots were beaten by him with dirty water and fled, isn't that still his win?How else to win?

So he stiffened his neck and kept silent.

"You won't count as a win if you're also injured." Chu Tingdong pinched his cheek, turned him around, and told him clearly, "What can they do if they scold me? I don't care."

Zhong Xun's eyelashes trembled slightly, looking at him, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound, but Chu Tingdong was very close to him, discerning the shape of his lips, and saw that he seemed to want to say that he cared.

"Zhong Xun, do you think they... are more important to me than you?" Chu Tingdong asked in a low voice.

He is not used to saying such things, unlike Zhong Xun, who wants to lie in the other's ear and tell him [-] times a day when he likes someone, turning his head away and his ears are a little red.

Zhong Xun was stunned for a moment, his cheeks were red, and he lost his anger in an instant.

"If you have anger in your heart and you have to fight to vent it," Chu Tingdong held his shoulder and said to him again, "Just fight with me."

Zhong Xun was more and more moved, the pores of his body seemed to be shrunk, and he was about to burst into tears. He looked at Chu Tingdong with a blushing face, and asked in a shy voice, "You want me to beat you up?"

Chu Tingdong: "..." What is the dream?

Chu Tingdong raised one corner of his lips, it was not the same as his usual smile, a little ruffian, leaned into his ear, and said softly: "Will I let you hit me?"

Hold.

Zhong Xun held back the tears of excitement in an instant.

He was so angry that his head was dazed, and he rushed over to fight with Chu Tingdong. He was very energetic at first, but then he found that Chu Tingdong didn't hide much, and he hit every hit, so he stopped hesitantly.

Chu Tingdong held his wrist, "Have you enjoyed it now?"

Zhong Xun nodded with a blushing face.

The author says:

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