Criminal | Despicable

  The northeast side of Luoshui No. 2 Middle School's playground is the school cafeteria, separated by a wall from the playground.

  Under the wall at the foot of the wall, there are two young people with their own thoughts, from time to time sucking on sour milk, silently gnawing on steamed buns.

  Chu Feiyun suddenly slanted his eyes, his face somewhat disdainful, and said: "Thinking of Ye Cai?"

  "Cool!"

  Luoluo patted his chest hard, rolled his eyes and swallowed the half bun with a gulp, took a few deep breaths, then pretended to be nonchalant, threw a white eye and said: "Can you not disgust me?"

  Chu Fei Yun didn't mind his attitude at all, withdrew her gaze and quietly took a sip of yogurt, then slanted her eyes and said lightly: "Just now when I went to return the meal card, you didn't notice anything?"

  Luo Li stared blankly and said: "What did you find?"

  Chu Fei Yun curled his lip, seemingly the ups and downs of his recent mood had tempered him into being calm and composed at this moment. He took a bite of his steamed bun, chewing with a muffled tone: "If I say you're stupid, you won't believe me, but recently almost everyone in our class has been discussing 'him', heh, and quite a few guys from other classes have come to our classroom door to ask about 'his' identity."

  Luoluo blinked vaguely, lowered her eyes, didn't speak, and quietly started nibbling on the steamed bun.

  It didn't take long for Chu Yunfei to get back into his old habit, and he leaned in mysteriously, saying: "Hey, I heard someone say that 'he' doesn't have an Adam's apple, don't know if it's true or not. Anyway, I heard someone thought 'his' voice sounded like a girl's, so I took a look at 'his' neck, hmm..."

  Luo Li's chewing motion paused as he lifted his face, blinked more frequently, touched the tip of his nose, and then lowered his head again to nibble on the steamed bun.

  Not receiving any feedback of surprise or astonishment, Chu Yunfei felt stifled and dissatisfied, raised an eyebrow and asked in a very unpleasant tone: "What the hell do you mean?"

  "What do you expect me to say?" Luo Li's eyelid flipped over, his gaze somewhat unkind, and then a clearly fake smile spread out. He shrugged and said in a sarcastic tone: "Oh, 'he' is a sissy, he's a pretty boy, he's a ***, he's... satisfied now?"

  Chu Yunfei's mouth was stuffed with mantou, and he blurted out in a muffled voice: "You ba... uh!"

  Spit out a mouthful of rice porridge dregs.

  Lori hastily moved away and crouched down at a distance, rolling her eyes and saying, "Boring."

  ……

  She walked with a carefree stride, her mood inexplicably joyful. She tilted her face slightly to take in the scenery around her, a sly and sweet smile playing on her lips. In one hand she held a cup of milk tea, in the other a small bear-shaped cookie, and from her wrist hung a plastic bag.

  There's bread and Red Bull in the plastic bag, you know Ye Chai is a night owl, he must think of ways to refresh himself during the day. So, he has to drink Red Bull, otherwise... anyway, Red Bull works miracles.

  She sauntered up to the teaching building, and many of the boys she passed on the way looked at her with a strange gaze mixed with possessiveness and ridicule. Of course, the ridiculing gazes were usually for their companions' benefit; those who walked alone were more straightforward. At first glance, they seemed quite passionate, but if not for various concerns, they would have rushed up to say "I don't care about you being a fake girl" and then pushed her down.

  A little puzzlement and doubt disappeared as soon as she entered the classroom, everyone in the class understood her personality to some extent, strangers keep their distance, so they generally wouldn't engage in some kind of eye contact tricks with her.

  Moreover, it's still early now, most people are having breakfast or strolling outside. Those who can stay in the classroom at this time are mostly serious-minded people. And her target, Liu Jiajia, is not in the classroom either.

  Before sitting down, Ye Cai first placed the Youlemei milk tea and Xiaoxiong cookies on Liu Jiajia's desk, then took out a bottle of yogurt with scratches from her own desk drawer, carefully smoothed it out and also placed it on the latter's desk.

  Then the man sat on the stool, at a loss, not knowing what to do, unable to sit still, licking his somewhat dry lips, repeatedly turning his head back, inwardly expecting Liu Jiajia to discover the delicious food on the table and smile after seeing it, then throwing herself into his arms in a beautiful scene.

  So he looked towards the door several times, and suddenly felt that it wasn't right. He thought to himself, what if someone just happened to walk in through the door and met his gaze? They would definitely feel suspicious and vigilant. Then they would see the things on the table, which would confirm their suspicions. So most likely he would lose face, and even if he didn't, it wouldn't be good manners to eat like that anyway. After all, this way his intentions would be exposed too clearly.

  I understand now, I'd better be honest and try to create an unexpected feeling for the other person.

  Took out the night cat's breakfast and quietly gnawed, also took out the phone to play some games to pass the time, suddenly hesitated, and thought it wasn't suitable. Thought about it, when the other person arrives and finds oneself present, they will likely be shy and then, out of pride, give themselves back, which isn't good.

  Yes, that's right.

  Can't let others be in an awkward situation.

  Oh——right! Can't let her be embarrassed, so can't reveal one's own identity!

  I get it, I can't stay in this classroom, I have to create a mysterious pursuer identity for the other person, so Liu Jiajia will receive snacks with a silly smile in her warm fantasy.

  Then Ye Cai stood up again, put the phone in his pocket, looked around, and finally glanced at the snacks on Liu Jiajia's table, suddenly feeling that no matter how he looked, they seemed to be his own, so he pushed them away.

  Then she blinked stupidly, still thinking it looked like her own no matter how she looked at it. Feeling depressed and thinking deeply, a flash of inspiration struck, this time she was much smarter, directly picking up the milk tea and cookies and stuffing them into the other person's desk drawer.

  Out of sight, out of mind, indeed there is reason in this.

  She nodded solemnly with a flat mouth, suddenly squatted down, and cautiously looked around. After finding that no one was paying attention to her, she secretly took the bread and Red Bull, and quietly slipped out of the classroom with a sneaky step.

  Ran to the stairs, didn't know where to go, and stood there for half a day, unable to make up his mind.

  After some thought, she had an epiphany and quickly ran up the stairs to the top floor. The third floor, fourth floor, fifth floor, sixth floor, and then the rooftop.

  The bedroom door is closed.

  She was deeply disappointed, holding bread and Red Bull, speechless with a sense of loss, when she suddenly noticed light on the ground, there is light!

  He looked up and saw a window with open leaves, which could be climbed!

  She was suddenly invigorated, her eyes gleaming as she gazed up at the window, wanting to climb.

  Then I immediately realized that there was still food in my hand and it couldn't be dirtied, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat.

  Then he squatted down, gnawing at the bread, suddenly feeling that it was not good to be seen by others, pitifully, being despised by people, so he shifted towards the corner of the wall, hiding in a place where sunlight could not reach, and hid in the shadows.

  Lower head, gnaw bread, drink Red Bull.

  A careless move, the Red Bull fell to the ground, and the yellow liquid spilled all over the place.

  She was stunned, then cried with a gloomy face, staring at the Red Bull can lying on the ground, feeling that it was a waste of heaven's material. She felt suffocated and puckered her lips, picked it up, trying to wipe off the thick layer of dust, turned around in circles wiping, and ended up with a handful of mud.

  Forget it, I won't drink anymore.

  Looking at the sticky paws, she flattened her mouth and was about to throw them away, but thinking carefully, it's better not to lose them, they would make a clinking sound and attract the attention of people downstairs.

  Then he gently placed the sticky red bull can on his feet and casually wiped his hand on the wall.

  Took out the bread from his bosom, held it with both hands, lowered his head and gnawed.

  Took a few bites, bit into mud, spat out a few mouthfuls, dropped the bread, stood up, wiped mouth, wiped a muddy mouth.

  Flustered and at a loss, both hands were covered in mud as they spun around wiping them off.

  There's a strange taste in my mouth, I spat out some saliva, and my lips got sandy. It feels uncomfortable, so I wiped it with my hand, but ended up wiping mud all over my mouth instead.

  Hanging his head in shame, he couldn't stop regretting it.

  Mouth and hands, lips all covered with sand and mud.

  Wipe and dare not wipe, almost went crazy.

  Thought for a moment, decided to go downstairs to find a place to wash up, so stepped onto the stairs going down. Not far away, footsteps came, got tail trampled on, quickly hid back in the corner.

  Thinking about it, being seen is not good, and people will think that I specially came to the rooftop to eat mud.

  So I was at a loss, thought about it, and still decided to climb up to the rooftop, staying here is not safe, being discovered would be embarrassing.

  Looking out the window, I raised my hands to try, but my top was too tight and constricted my arms. So I took it off, raised my hands again to try, but my shirt was also too tight and constricted my arms, so I unbuttoned it.

  The cufflinks are undone, the sleeves are rolled up high, and with a third attempt to raise both hands, yes, it's fine now.

  Kneel down, jump up, hug the window and climb desperately, hold tight, lie there in a daze.

  Damn it's so high!

  About two meters five!

  Kicking his legs in mid-air, he crouched on the windowsill, motionless, afraid to jump.

  Close one eye, grit one tooth, set one mind, straighten one gall, die then die.

  She hugged her knees and fell down.

  Bang! It sprang up and then fell over on its side.

  Hugging left leg ankle, ouch ouch, rolling all over the ground.

  It felt a bit better, so I dragged my legs over to the water pipe, flipped around, and leaned against the pipe, lying on the ground.

  Blinking eyes, with tears at the corners.

  Damn it, I'm a dead man! The old paper is a boy's paper!

  Then I rubbed it with my hand and got mud in my eye, which stung.

  Tears flowed out continuously, I learned my lesson, using the back of my hand to wipe them away, after a few wipes, sand was rubbed into my eyes.

  Eyes can't open, squinting with two wide noodles of tears, too unlucky, crying with a sad face, mouth agape, low wailing.

  ……

  On her way back to the teaching building, Luo Li felt empty in her heart, as if someone had taken something away from her...

  His footsteps suddenly stopped, he closed his eyes and took a shallow breath, acknowledging a certain fact deep in his heart.

  Ding ding!

  For a moment, under Chu Yunfei's puzzled gaze, he took out his phone and looked at it, then was stunned, and immediately rushed quickly into the nearest corner and put the phone to his ear.

  "Hello?" His voice was soft and his eyes were filled with amusement.

  "Hmm... come and save me..." a sobbing voice said on the other end of the phone.

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  PS: Ahhh, asking for recommendation votes, can't watch if total recommendations are less than 300.