please let go

Chapter 11

Jiang Chen bumped into several people on the way, and finally returned to the original floor, but He Chuan's seat in the classroom was already empty.There was no way, he was about to turn around and go back the same way, when he heard coughing from the toilet beside him.

As soon as he walked to the door of the toilet, a smell of smoke rushed straight into his nostrils, and before he could react, it was all inhaled into his lungs, causing him to cough immediately.He waved his hand, trying to fan away the strong smell of cigarettes, and noticed the person leaning against the sink.

Seeing that he ignored him, He Chuan still did not change his laziness. He clamped the cigarette rod with his slender fingers, and continued to take a puff on the filter. He squeezed it tightly for a few seconds, and opened his mouth to let the white smoke burst out of his mouth. .

"Aren't you going to do exercises and smoke here?" Jiang Chen flapped his hands, trying to shake off the smell in front of him.

He Chuan flicked the tobacco rod with his fingertips, and the burnt part of the tobacco was shaken off and floated onto the school uniform.He clapped his hands again to knock the ashes off the white tiles before he said, "Your student union?"

"No..." Jiang Chen moved closer.

"Then you don't care about me?" He Chuan took another puff, smiled and exhaled in Jiang Chen's direction.

Jiang Chen hated the smell of smoke, even though the puff of smoke that He Chuan blew towards him just now dissipated before reaching him, he still turned his head away.

Looking at He Chuan's foolish look, why did he have the feeling of being molested by the ruffian, and frowned, "You think I want to? Brother Qiang asked me to come to you."

"Why do you want me?" He Chuan asked.

"Let you do exercises!"

"Oh, I'm not feeling well, so I won't go." He Chuan couldn't see any signs of illness except his skin was a little sickly white.

"Can you pretend to be sick?" Jiang Chen looked at his lively appearance, "Tell me, what's uncomfortable?"

He Chuan smiled, turned the cigarette end vertically, pointed it at the countertop of the sink, and pressed it down, "I broke up with my girlfriend, does it matter?" There was no emotion in his tone, as if he was stating an unimportant matter, But his expression was a little sad, especially that forced wry smile.

The music on the radio had ended, and it was replaced by a female voice of radio gymnastics. Jiang Chen thought he couldn't catch up anyway, so he didn't worry, "How did you divide it?"

He Chuan rested his hands on the sink, "Why should I tell you?"

"Oh..." Jiang Chen walked up to He Chuan, unceremoniously lifted the long hair covering his eyes, looked into those dark brown eyes and said, "You forgot to lift your hair."

It was very different from what Jiang Chen thought, let alone tears in He Chuan's eyes, there was not even any redness in the eye sockets, and there was no sign of sadness at all.

He Chuan slapped Jiang Chen's hand to prevent Jiang Chen from touching his hair, and then consciously flicked his bangs again.

The bangs that cover the eyes are pushed up, but without the support of the shape, they have to run to the sides and end up in the middle part.

Once the random hairstyle matched He Chuan's face, it became more advanced.

"I'll pay attention next time." He Chuan started rummaging through his pockets again, took out the cigarette case and opened it.

Jiang Chen couldn't stand it anymore, he grabbed his wrist and stopped him from taking out the cigarette, "Is the addiction so big?"

"My smoking has something to do with you? Why do you care about me?" He Chuan stopped holding the cigarette and asked with a frown.

"Well, smoking is bad for your health!" Jiang Chen said.

The two looked at each other for three or four seconds, and Jiang Chen said in a low voice, "I don't like to see you smoking." After he finished speaking, he felt a little embarrassed.

He Chuan was stunned, and it took him a long time to utter the word "oh".

Jiang Chen let go of his hand and stood there silently, hesitating to speak many times.

"If you want to know anything, just ask together. After I finish answering, don't bother me." He Chuan put the cigarette back into his pocket, his tone becoming irritable.

"Tell me about the person you hate." He Chuan's breakup was a matter between him and his girlfriend, and Jiang Chen's main concern from the beginning to the end was only the person who was very similar to him.

This question made He Chuan laugh angrily, "Jiang Chen, you really like to step on people's minefields." He changed the subject, "Do you drink?"

"what?"

"I can't tell if I don't drink." He Chuan's hands were restless in his pockets, and he kept stroking the outline of the cigarette case.

I really don't know how much this man is addicted to smoking.

"I don't drink." Jiang Chen doesn't have much interest in alcohol. His friends from childhood to adulthood don't drink at all, and he doesn't have many opportunities to get in touch. Drinking a can of snowflakes when he goes out to eat skewers is the best.

"Tsk." He Chuan thought it was not surprising that Jiang Chen didn't know how to drink, "When will you be free?"

"On weekends." Drinking alone is to complain, and drinking is to talk to two people. Jiang Chen has nothing to say except that the relationship between father and son is tense, so he might as well listen to He Chuan alone, "You talk while drinking alone. Just listen."

"Okay, then after the self-study get out of class on Saturday night." After He Chuan finished speaking, he pulled his bangs a few times and walked out of the toilet.

At the end of the big break, the radio began to play melodious pure music.Jiang Chen pulled off the collar of his school uniform and smelled it. He felt that there was no smell of smoke, so he went back to work.

In the afternoon, He Chuan was called to the office again, and he didn't even take the political exam.After the politics class representative went to the office to hand in the papers, he ran back to the classroom excitedly, and said to the person he had a good time with, "Damn it, I laughed so hard, do you know why Brother Qiang asked He Chuan to go to the office?"

"Huh? What are you going to do?" someone asked.

Seeing such a big reaction from the class representatives, they were all very curious, and many students raised their heads to look this way.

"He asked He Chuan to rub the leaves of the potted plants one by one." The class representative laughed.

"Really? Haha!" Shen Chong joined in the fun.

"If you don't believe me, go to the office to see, He Chuan is still standing there wiping leaves." The class representative pointed in the direction of the office.

No one really went to see it. After all, according to Brother Qiang's behavior, it is not impossible.

"What happened to him again?" A boy asked.

The class representative shrugged and said that she didn't know either, "Both of them didn't speak, I went in to hand in the paper and came out."

After He Chuan was called to the office, Jiang Chen didn't see that person for several classes.After evening self-study get out of class, he touched the desk lamp in his schoolbag, saw that He Chuan's seat was still empty, and took out his mobile phone to send him a message.

"After school, you still not leaving?" Shen Chong leaned over and knocked on his desk.

"Ah, right now." Jiang Chen put his phone back, and fumbled through his schoolbag.

Shen Chong saw that Jiang Chen would not be able to leave for a while, and he didn't want to wait for him. "I'm leaving first! I haven't finished my homework, so I'll go back to the dormitory and continue to do it."

"Okay." Jiang Chen watched Shen Chong walk out of the classroom and disappeared around the corner before continuing to take out his mobile phone, but he still didn't hear from He Chuan, so he grabbed his bag and went to the dormitory to find He Chuan.

The corridor of the men's dormitory was still as lively as ever.Jiang Chen knocked on the door several times, but no one came to open it. He planned to pat it one last time, and if there was no one, he would leave, but the door opened before his palm touched the iron door.

He Chuan held the mobile phone, "Why are you..." He was halfway through speaking, then he remembered what Jiang Chen was here for, and opened the door to let Jiang Chen in, "It's troublesome."

After Jiang Chen came in, he closed the door. He saw the game interface on He Chuan's phone, "You don't go to class and play games in the dormitory?"

"I'm currently in a state of self-reflection at home." He Chuan replied.

Jiang Chen didn't understand.

"I was invited to be a parent today, and then the teacher asked my mother to take me home for two days to reflect. I didn't want to go back, so I stayed in the dormitory."

"Parents? Why?" Jiang Chen felt that He Chuan hadn't committed any major crimes recently.

"I don't know, maybe it's climbing over the wall? Cutting class? Puppy love? Smoking? Fighting? Sleeping in class? Not doing exercises during big breaks? Not handing in homework?" He Chuan listed his previous behaviors with a look of indifference.

Jiang Chen: "..." He was staring at He Chuan's forehead in a daze, thinking that this person had a good memory, so he finally showed his eyes.

He Chuan was still playing the mobile game with his head down, his fingers slid on the screen quickly, and after taking a quadruple kill, the screen turned gray. He looked up at Jiang Chen while waiting for the resurrection, "I need you to pour a cup for you water?"

Jiang Chen came back to his senses and understood the implication. He was asking himself what he was doing here.

He Chuan suddenly held the phone in his left hand, approached Jiang Chen, and pressed his right hand against Jiang Chen's waist.

"Ah!" Jiang Chen's waist was a little sensitive, and he could feel the warmth of his palm even through the school uniform. He Chuan's touch made him take a step back, and pressed his back against the iron gate.He looked at the approaching face, retracted his chin, and was forced to look at He Chuan's pupils, but he was willing to submit to his gaze.

He dared to bet that He Chuan's eyes were the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen in his life, nothing else.

Jiang Chen's legs were a little weak, and he pressed the hand on his waist. He forgot to pull that hand out of his clothes because of his too careful observation. Now he only hopes to engrave those eyes in his memory, and after a long time, I can recall the details later.

He Chuan's eyes were aggressive, but his long eyelashes added a touch of tenderness, like a poison handed by his lover, making people happy, at least Jiang Chen's current situation is like this.

In the blink of an eye, the hand had already left his waist, and the skin felt a little hot after touching it.

"What are you doing?" It was the first time for Jiang Chen to be touched by a man like this, and he was a little embarrassed by the tingling feeling after he realized it.

"Nothing." He Chuan was as shameless as a habitual criminal, and he didn't intend to explain his actions just now. The hero had been resurrected, and he continued to hang his head and play the game.

"I thought you were going to fight." Jiang Chen touched the part that was touched just now, and felt that the touching just now didn't seem like he was going to fight.

"Killed you away, who will charge the lamp for me?" He Chuan continued his operation without raising his head.

Jiang Chen laughed when he heard this answer, and took out the desk lamp and power bank from his bag.He still didn't want to leave, so he watched He Chuan play games and noticed that his record was not bad, "Are you free to play together?"

"Row."

"What rank?" The teammates in the game were also very detailed, and Jiang Chen knew that the rank was not low just by looking at his position.

He Chuan was at the critical point of the team fight and didn't reply to him. After a smooth operation, he wiped out the dough, and then he said, "Glory, what about you?"

"The king." Jiang Chen originally thought that He Chuan would sarcastically say something like too much food, but He Chuan didn't mean to be disgusted, and nodded and said, "We can fight together."

"You just played games in the dormitory for two days?"

"Otherwise?" The game was over, He Chuan finally got his hands free, threw his phone on the bed, and pressed the lamp on the table.

"Why don't you go home?" Jiang Chen asked.

"I said I don't want to." He Chuan went to adjust the brightness of the lamp again, and started playing like an enlightened child.

"I'm just asking why you don't want to."

He Chuan was unwilling to answer this question, "I just don't want to."

"If you don't want to go home, then don't violate school rules!" Jiang Chen tried to persuade him again.

"Have you considered becoming a teacher in the future? You really like managing people." He Chuan was a little numb to Jiang Chen's discipline, as if a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Thank you for your suggestion, I will practice with you first." Jiang Chen saw that it was getting late, worried that he would be scolded by his mother again when he returned home, so he opened the door and said, "Let's go!" He looked at the light on the table again. The table lamp on the table, reminded: "Don't turn on the table lamp before it is turned off, it is a waste of electricity."

"Understood, Teacher Jiang." He Chuan pressed the button of the desk lamp again to turn it off.

Jiang Chen retreated and closed the door, hearing Shen Chong's voice.

"Jiang Chen?"