Ning Wangshu lived like a rat in the gutter, with people shouting and beating him wherever he went.
I don't know how many times I was dragged to the experimental building by the "big brothers" in the school and beaten until I couldn't get up. Ning Wangshu curled up on the dilapidated rooftop and looked at the moon, thinking about jumping down for the umpteenth time.
Clearer and more urgent than countless times before.
Later, Ning Wangshu heard someone's footsteps.
The new transfer student in the class walked up to Ning Wangshu.
When he saw him, he paused, his expression unchanged, and just put the only cigarette he had just lit to his lips that were still bloody.
Smoke flowed from his lips and teeth, and together with Ning Wangshu's long hair, obscured his sight.
Bian Che stood under the moonlight, and the moon gave him a cool and gentle light.
Ning Wangshu didn't ask him why he appeared alone on the rooftop in the middle of the night, just like Bian Che didn't ask why he was lying here with injuries all over his body.
The two teenagers leaned against the rooftop and finished smoking a cigarette together. When the cigarette butt was pressed onto the brick floor and the last spark was extinguished, Bian Che stood up and said in a hoarse voice with a hint of coldness:
"Just make do with it."
"... Okay."
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I turn off the moon and you are even clearer. ——Rumi "Fire: The Lyrics of Rumi"
# Say No to Campus Bullying#
Dark, decadent and morbid artist suffers
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Solitary, aloof, hearing-impaired, obsessive-compulsive disorder attack
Micro-sorrow
Two-way salvation in the mud
Both parties are imperfect and broken characters.
Body and mind 1v1 main subject
2024.3.19
Intention: Be self-reliant and self-reliant, treat everyone sincerely.
