At that moment, I heard the sound of porcelain hitting flesh, and the dinner plate that was supposed to hit me hit Qi Beichen on the head, and he stood in front of me.
Besides the sounds of the classmates gasping for air, there was also Yin Shuitong's screams.
Qi Beichen's head was covered with greasy and dirty leftovers, and his chest was wet. His expression was terribly gloomy, but he couldn't raise his hand to slap Yin Shuitong in the face.
Yin Shuitong's face turned pale as she screamed, veins popping out on her forehead. The jealous expression on her face was like a thick black fog that surrounded me.
"I'm sorry, kid?" Qi Beichen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then stared at Yin Shuitong and said, "Do you know who did this dirty thing to you?" He looked at Yin Shuitong and asked her seriously.
For the first time, Yin Shuitong showed panic on her face. She seemed to have a premonition of something and wanted to flee the scene eagerly. Qi Beichen continued to look at her, seeing her despair, and said, "It's Qi Xiaofeng, it's him--"
"Yin Shuitong, no one in this world would do this to you except Qi Xiaofeng. You were drunk that day, and Qi Xiaofeng helped you to your room to rest. That cockroach did to you what he always wanted to do."
"I pity you and can't bear to tell you the truth."
"But you don't know what's good for you. You shouldn't provoke her again and again."
"Don't provoke her and let her take the exam with peace of mind. I will take the blame for Qi Xiaofeng until you can accept the truth."
Word after word came out of Qi Beichen's mouth, like broken glass, piercing the heart of the girl in front of him. I saw Yin Shuitong staring at Qi Beichen blankly, her expression was very complicated.
"not like this……"
Yin Shuitong was a little confused by his sudden words. She reached out to grab Qi Beichen's clothes. Qi Beichen took a step back and looked at her coldly.
He didn't show any mercy at all.
Some people gathered around and pointed at Qi Beichen and Yin Shuitong. I looked at Qi Beichen, and there was an inexplicable sadness on his face.
The breakup was to allow me to concentrate on my exams. He never crossed the line and did anything dirty.
He didn't touch Yin Shuitong.
Turns out, he didn't.
I clearly felt a different kind of excitement than usual permeating the air around me, which made people feel warm and relaxed.
"Brother Chen..."
Yin Shuitong pulled down the corners of her mouth, called him, and then started crying softly.
There was no sympathy in Qi Beichen's eyes.
Yin Shuitong raised her head, her expression was full of despair. She shook her head and didn't believe what she heard. The despair on her face was soon replaced by hatred. She turned around, ran outside, and quickly disappeared in the noisy crowd.
Discussions ensued.
Qi Beichen gave me a disdainful smile with the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and walked out of the cafeteria. The voices of the students who had just gathered around were like a tide, gradually surging towards me, and cutting through the surface of my heart like a blade.
Some people say that Yin Shuitong is such a bad girl.
I turned my head to look for the person who said this, and it was a fat girl. She exhaled and continued to say some slanderous words about Yin Shuitong.
I stood up and just happened to meet the fat girl's embarrassed face. When I walked past her, I deliberately moved my hand away, and the soup in the lunch box splashed onto her clothes.
"You are blind. Can't you see I am here?"
"I'm blind."
"what's wrong with you?"
A girl behind the fat girl pulled her and whispered something in her ear. The fat girl shouted fearlessly: " So what if ? Don't be fooled by her beautiful appearance. She might be the same as Yin Shuitong behind her back."
His heart was filled with vanity and jealousy, and even his appearance became hideous.
I will not allow Yin Shuitong to bully me, nor will I allow insignificant people to slander her. After all, her hatred was caused by me.
The fat girl had a sharp tongue, but she didn't dare to do anything.
I walked forward a few steps to the back of the cafeteria, turned on the faucet and rinsed my rice bowl. My mother was worried that the cafeteria was unhygienic, so she insisted that I use my own rice bowl.
What's the point of using your own rice bowl to carry food from the canteen? It's just a psychological comfort.
The air conditioner in the classroom was set to a low temperature. After a while, the whole classroom felt like an ice cellar. I opened the curtains and looked at the seat in the classroom opposite. It was empty.
I unlocked my phone and found Qi Beichen was not in my contacts. I deleted him myself.
I opened the text message, it was blank.
What could possibly happen to him? I consoled myself, thinking it wouldn't kill anyone, at most he would have to change his clothes, but who would bring an extra set of clothes to school?
After a while, I came to my senses and made an excuse to go to the bathroom.
I ran straight to the rooftop of the Art Building.
There were a few clouds in the blue sky, and there was indeed a person sitting on the railing of the rooftop, with a cigarette in his hand.
I was too embarrassed to go over, so I just stood not far away and waited.
When Qi Beichen turned around, I tilted my head to the side. He said "Ah", and then immediately greeted me: "You are here."
"Um..." I lowered my head slightly, then took a step forward, "Noon, are you okay?"
He did not change his clothes. Although he had washed his hair and the clothes on his chest, a faint yellow stain could still be seen on his chest.
"Are you worried about me?" He gave me a surprised look.
"I didn't." I still had an innocent tone and expression. In fact, I didn't know if I was concerned about him. After all, he blocked it for me, so it was only right for me to say hello to him.
Qi Beichen slowly opened his mouth, revealing his beautiful teeth, as white as porcelain. He smiled at me intently, but his smile made my scalp tingle. I said "you're sick" and walked to the side, leaning on the railing to look at the scenery in the distance.
"Do you know that when you lie, you dare not look at me." Qi Beichen smiled maliciously and walked to my side.
I said, "Self-righteous."
He looked at me with a half-smile: "Why are you always so cool? Is it bad to admit that you have a bad heart?"
"You are too narcissistic."
"No, I am confident."
I shrugged and didn't answer. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him put out his cigarette and throw it into a tattered trash can.
All the students were studying in the morning. In the quiet noon, the clear sound of the wind could be heard and a lazy atmosphere enveloped the campus.
"I'm going back to the classroom." I waved to Qi Beichen and walked downstairs.
I don’t really want to go back to the classroom.
I felt uncomfortable just being with him, especially when we were silent. I walked past him, but stopped dead in my tracks when I heard the words.
"Hey, that day when I was talking to Yin Shuitong, I saw a figure. Was it you?"
"I didn't do that to Yin Shuitong."
"You can't even question me, why don't you just ask me?"
"I broke up with you because I hope you can get into the school you want. Our agreement is over and you are free of pressure. Of course, your mother can continue to go to the hospital for treatment."
After the people behind me quieted down, the only sound left in my ears was the wind blowing through my hair. Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, I slowly turned around and realized that he was explaining something to me.
"No need to explain." I touched my hair, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly moved my eyes from the ground up to his face, "I don't care."
"So stubborn." He smiled.
I ignored him, brushed past him and turned into the corridor.
This month, time seemed to pass by especially quickly. The calendar hanging on the wall was torn to pieces, only three thin sheets of paper remained. The dazzling sunlight streamed down through the green leaves, and the flowers were wilted in the sun. There were few students walking outside the classroom, all busy for the same goal.
My mother put aside all her needlework and concentrated on making tonic for me. It was only six o'clock in the morning and I was still asleep when the aroma of chicken soup wafted into my nose.
The wind chimes hanging by the window swayed in the wind, making pleasant sounds. During these three days, no teacher would take care of us, so I moved my books back home early and reviewed my lessons at home.
I got up from the bed, walked to the desk, opened the book and closed it again. I knew all the questions. I felt that the result was what I expected, so I didn't want to read the book anymore.
I knew I would most likely stay in this city, or at most go to the provincial capital next door. A three-hour train ride away, it wasn’t far from home.
Three days later, the exam came as scheduled.
After the exam, I didn’t feel much. It was just another summer vacation.
During the long summer vacation, I was running around looking for a job to earn money. I found a part-time job as a tutor. Every day I took a 40-minute bus ride to tutor a child who lived in a villa. The child was called You Qi, 13 years old, and was obsessed with games. Sometimes when I was teaching him, his hands would subconsciously click the mouse.
I was just talking to myself as I watched him mess around. I didn't want to talk to him about some principles as an elder.
Finally one day, after he tore up the homework I had written, I stood up and said, "I'll go to the Internet cafe with you to play games."
He scratched his ears and said sarcastically, "What did you say?"
I said, "You teach me to play the game you often play, and then we compete. If you lose, you listen to me and study hard. If I lose, I will cover for you every day and let you play games."
He said, "Teacher, you are joking again."
I'm not kidding, I took him to an Internet cafe.
I know that if the child’s parents knew I did this, they would definitely kick me out.
The Internet cafe had a poor environment and was filled with smoke. Every kid who was surfing the Internet was swearing and typing on the keyboard. I saw Youqi walk to the front desk and soon he turned on two computers for us.
This is definitely a black Internet cafe.
The game that Youqi plays is not difficult to operate and it involves teamwork. We were assigned to the same team. In this case, we will compare stats and play a best-of-three game.
"Teacher Xiang, let me show you how a 'great god' is made!" You Qi boasted.
I was playing You Qi's secondary account. This game requires the account to reach a certain level before fighting. Ten minutes later, You Qi almost jumped up from his chair.
"Wow! Hit that one on the teacher! Yes, yes, yes! Beautiful!"
"You're so good at it that you can even participate in competitions. You've only been learning it for fifteen minutes, so why are you so good?"
"Teacher Xiang, oh my god, please play with me! You are a genius."
Youqi looked at me with eyes full of admiration. After three games, my data was far ahead. At that moment, the way he looked at me was very similar to the way I envied other children for being hugged by their fathers when I was a child.
Envy, yearning, and longing.
"How come you're so good at it?" he said.
"Because I read more books than you." I answered patiently, "This is actually a data competition game. The enemy's health and the losses of both sides can all be calculated. No matter what props you use, they only have one function, which is to allow you to cause greater damage to the enemy. I just need to calculate my own losses in advance and how much blood I can consume from the enemy. After the calculation, I can decide whether to rush up and fight, and I will naturally win."
"But your 'movement' is also great, tell us about it! Tell us about it!" You Qi said.
I thought for a moment and said, "I don't know what you mean by 'moving', but when fighting the enemy, I must dodge their skills so that I can have enough health to continue fighting. The principle of dodging is the same as solving geometry problems in mathematics. If you know the trajectory of an object, isn't it easy to dodge it?"
Youqi looked at me and I winked at him.
He suddenly screamed: "Teacher Xiang, you are my idol!" He laughed.
"You lose ," I said.
"I know. Teacher, if you teach me how to play games, I promise to study hard."
"Hehe, stop talking nonsense and go to your tutoring class." After paying the bill, I carried You Qi out of the Internet cafe.
"Okay." You Qi said dishonestly, "I'm going to chase you when I grow up. Phew, it's so cool to have a girlfriend who can play games!"
I looked helplessly at the boy jumping in front of me and almost laughed out loud.
The young and frivolous age is really enviable.