"If your chair rattles again, I will throw you and the table out."
Arriving late on the first day of school, Chen Yiyang bumped into the new class teacher's gun, and also woke up Yu Hui, the rumored "prick" in the back row.
The venom in the man's eyes when he raised his head made the back of his neck shiver - but the next second, Chen Yiyang was staring at his eyelashes and was distracted.
Well, it looks good enough to stop sparrows.
He later discovered that the man's secret ran deeper than the bruises on his chest.
The cigarette handed to him in the shadow of the rooftop, the broken motorcycle in the alley at dusk, and... The cigarette box filled with bird seed in his schoolbag.
"Borrow me a bit?"
At the entrance of the alley at dusk, Yu Hui lifted the cigarette from Chen Yiyang's fingertips, and the sparks reflected in a small area.
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Scar Mystery Attack × Scattered Intuitive Feeling
The undercurrent of mysteries in daily life on campus | Towards redemption
Concept: A short story in a small county