Fu Yunsheng was bullied in the school. The school leaders and teachers knew it well, but no one was in charge of it. The principal was the one who was in the wrong. Moreover, he took many advantages from Xie Yu. Of course, it was not good to say anything.

Xie Yu finally stayed, and the boys who beat Fu Yunsheng were punished for a month for cleaning the toilet.

The rumors of Xie Yu and Fu Yunsheng spread to every corner of Yizhong in one day.

For a moment, everyone's eyes on Fu Yunsheng and Xie Yu changed.

There are several posts in the school forum.

It's disgusting that the new transfer student is gay, isn't it disgusting!

[the new comer likes Fu Yunsheng and calls him baby. I'm disgusted with the sleeping trough!]

[garbage is a perfect match for garbage]

[it's reasonable to suspect that the transferred students would like Fu Yunsheng's money, and ordinary people would not like Fu Yunsheng. 】

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in the forum, they have been arguing about their posts for hundreds of times, but the parties seem to be nothing.

Sitting in his seat, Xie Yu flipped through Fu Yunsheng's textbook and laughed. He held his head and looked at him. "Why is the book so new? I don't take notes well."

Fu Yunsheng was silent for a moment: "do you know how to take notes?"

It's not that he didn't take notes well. At first, he would paint on the books like other students. But later, his textbooks were often torn, thrown and poured with dirty water. Later, he didn't take notes very much. I don't know how many times he bought new textbooks.

Almost every few days, he has to change a new textbook.

Xie Yu tilted his body lazily and said, "I'm so old. What don't you know?"

The light from the outside came in through the window and fell on the boy. It weakened the aggressiveness of his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and gave him a shallow golden light, which made him gentle.

Fu Yunsheng didn't know what happened. He couldn't help laughing, "how old are you?"

Xie Yu raised his eyes to look at him, did not answer this question, he straightened up, "I bought you medicine, why not wipe."

Fu Yunsheng was stunned for a moment. Before he could speak, the man next to him had stretched out his slender arm, took out the small bag of medicine from the hole in his table, and took out the alcohol and cotton swabs in it.

Slowly, he unwrapped the swab, took it out of it, dipped it in alcohol and said, "hands."

Fu Yunsheng's lips moved. "I'll do it myself."

Xie Yu pulled his hand directly, his voice was very intolerant, but his action was very gentle, "waste what words."

The students in the class looked at it one after another, and looked scornful.

It's disgusting to be like this in class.

Xie Yu didn't look at other people at all. He looked down at Fu Yunsheng's hand, and the action was very light, "tell me the pain."

Fu Yunsheng's eyelashes trembled: "no pain."

He has been beaten countless times, and the pain is enough, which is nothing to him at all.

Xie Yu drooped his eyes and wiped alcohol for him. He said lazily. He found a band aid from the bag and pasted it to him. "I chose it for you, isn't it cute?"

Doraemon.

Fu Yunsheng looked at the two Doraemon band aids in his hand and gently sipped his lips, "... Thank you."

Xie Yu chuckled and said nothing else. His voice was very light, "well."